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The night air is crisp, but the skater's body is warm, his blood pumping with the adrenaline of his late-night escapade. He unzips his jeans, letting his hard cock spring free, the moonlight casting a silvery glow on his smooth, young flesh. He strokes himself leisurely, his other hand playing with his balls, his eyes closed, imagining the touch of another. The sound of distant traffic and the rustling of leaves in the breeze accompany his rhythmic pumps, his breath hitching as he nears his climax.