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In the quiet of his room, our anonymous stud finds solace in his own touch. With no distractions, he takes his time, teasing his shaft and balls, feeling every ridge and vein. His strokes grow faster, more insistent, as he edges closer to the brink. With a low groan, he tips over, his cock pulsing as thick streams of cum shoot out, coating his stomach and hand. He milks every last drop, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.