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Alone in the garage, a fit, beaded-up stud finds solace in his own hands. He strokes his throbbing cock, the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh echoing in the empty space. The tension builds, his breath hitches, and with a final, guttural groan, he unleashes a torrent of cum, coating his abs and the concrete floor.