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In the heat of a Warzone battle, our muscular protagonist, alone in his Detroit apartment, finds himself yearning for a distraction. He sets down his controller, his gaze drifting to his stiffening dick, throbbing against his jeans. In his mind's eye, he envisions a lucky lady, her eager mouth sliding down his length, her tongue teasing his sensitive tip. He unzips his pants, letting his massive, veined cock spring free, and begins to stroke, his grip tight, his rhythm steady.