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The powerful stranger's eyes dart nervously around the locker room, ensuring no prying eyes witness his private indulgence. He knows the risk, but the thrill of potentially being caught only serves to heighten his arousal. His thick cock throbs in his hand, veins bulging as he jerks it feverishly. The steam from the hot water swirls around him, carrying with it the scent of his own musk. He imagines the feel of a tight, wet mouth enveloping his BBC, and with a final, guttural groan, he releases his pent-up load, thick ropes of cum splashing onto the tiles before being washed away by the cascading water.