Nestled in his secluded lair, he begins his ritual, the room filled with the scent of his own musk. His big cock stands at attention, hungry for the touch it's about to receive. He lubes up, the cool gel contrasting with his heated skin, and begins to stroke. His thick, meaty hand slides up and down his shaft, the friction building, the sensation intensifying. His ass clenches, his breath hitches, and with a final, firm stroke, he spills his load, the cum coating his fist, a testament to his pleasure.