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Disregarding the world outside, our hung stud retreats to his private sanctuary, a dimly lit room adorned with erotic art. He strips, his massive, uncut cock swaying heavily between his legs. Settling into a plush chair, he grips his meat, the velvety skin sliding over the steel beneath. His strokes are deliberate, each one drawing a low rumble from his chest. He fondles his heavy balls, the scent of his musk filling the air. His abs clench as he nears the edge, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand in his warm, sticky release.