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As the sun streams in, our hung stud stretches, his colossal cock already twitching with anticipation. He runs a hand along its length, feeling the pulse of life within. He takes his time, teasing the sensitive head, running his thumb over the slit, gathering the bead of pre-cum that forms. His strokes become firmer, his rhythm more urgent. His body tenses, and with a guttural groan, he erupts, his cum shooting onto his abs, leaving streaks of white against his tanned skin.