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In the quiet of his room, he begins, his hand wrapping around his stiff cock, a silent battle of willpower and desire. He imagines the touch of another, the tightness of a hole, as he strokes himself, his pre-cum wetting his tip. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, but he forces himself to stop, denying his body the satisfaction it craves, all in the name of NNNPledge.