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The day's labor has left him hungry, not just for food, but for touch. He grabs his thick, veiny cock, giving it a firm squeeze. It's a beast, a monster, and he knows how to handle it. He strokes it expertly, feeling it pulse and grow in his hand. His mind wanders, recalling past encounters with both men and women, their moans, their touch, their desire for him. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load, his body shuddering with the force of his release.