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The gym locker room hummed with anticipation as he stretched his powerful frameHis eyes met mine a silent challenge hung in the airLater under the harsh glow of the webcam his performance beganEvery flex every groan was for the eager eyes watchingHe pushed himself harder his body glistening with sweatThe build-up was excruciatingly slow a teasing tormentHe whispered dirty promises into the microphone his voice huskyThe tension mounted unbearable almost a breaking pointHis hand tightened around himself every stroke a testament to his controlThen came the first thick stream a silent promise of moreHe groaned again deeper his body convulsing with pleasureThe cum flowed freely a milky cascade down his absHe was a mess of pleasure and raw desire his eyes rolling backEach pulse sent shivers through his powerful frameHe closed his eyes savoring the last drops of releaseHis chest heaved a symphony of exhaustion and ecstasyThe camera captured every detail a perfect record of his surrenderA single drop lingered on his chin a testament to his powerHe wiped it away slowly already anticipating the next timeThe screen went dark leaving only the memory of his raw intensity