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he was stuck in a dream he couldnt escape the pressure building unbearably 
then a warm trickle began a silent release that grew across his thighs 
the sudden dampness jolted him awake his eyes snapping open to the dreadful reality 
a wave of shame rushed over him his cheeks burning crimson 
he was mortified what had just transpired the evidence clear and stark 
fear gripped him as he scrambled to clean up the mess 
his face a mask of pure humiliation 
the thought of anyone finding out made his heart pound 
he recalled a similar incident from his past 
a time where his focus had cost him dearly 
now the dampness served as a cruel reminder 
he wondered if he was cursed destined to repeat this humiliating cycle 
a glimpse of a manga panel came to mind 
where another male had faced the same fate 
the whispers of rule 34 haunted him 
realizing that this intimate moment was possibly immortalized in some dark corner of the internet 
the images played in his mind a loop of soaked clothes and flushed faces 
his private shame now exposed for all to see in the digital realm 
and he could only imagine who else shared this secret for male omorashi hentai.