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The crunch of twigs and the rustle of leaves punctuate the rhythm of the naked woodsman's labor. His broad chest heaves, muscles rippling as he wields the axe, each swing revealing more of his tanned, hairy body. The crisp air does little to deter his growing arousal, his cock hardening and swaying with each stroke. He pauses, surveying his work, and notices the bulge in his pants. With a growl, he drops his jeans, exposing his hard, veined cock. He grips it firmly, his hand moving up and down the length, his balls tightening as he chases his release. The forest floor becomes his canvas, his body the masterpiece, as he paints a picture of raw, uninhibited lust.