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Alone in his dimly lit lair, a colossal cock stands at attention, yearning for release. The lone warrior takes it in his hand, reverently, like a prized artifact. He worships it, his strokes long and slow, building a rhythm that makes his hips buck and his breath hitch. His other hand wanders, pinching, squeezing, exploring the landscape of his body. He teases his balls, feeling their weight, their tightness. He runs a finger over his asshole, imagining the pleasure of being filled. His cock leaks, a steady stream of pre-cum, as he pushes himself closer and closer to the edge, only to pull back, denying the climax, prolonging the sweet agony. His body trembles, his moans echo, as he continues his solo dance with desire.