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In the hush of the night, a young man's hormones rage. His cock, hard as a rock, tents his boxers, demanding release. He strips naked, his body taut with anticipation. His hand finds its way to his pulsing member, wrapping around it, squeezing, feeling its heat. He strokes, his grip firm, his pace steady, his mind filled with illicit fantasies. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, powerful stroke, he finds his release, his cock pulsing, his fluids spilling over.