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A muscular Adonis, his chest a sculpture of rippling power, stands in the harsh light of a studio. He's alone, but for the camera's eye. His hands, rough from work, trace the lines of his pecs, tweaking nipples to hardness. He's a man of few words, his body doing the talking. He flexes, his biceps swelling, before turning to the camera, showing off his broad back, a roadmap of veins and sinew. Slowly, he reaches down, palming his throbbing cock through his sweatpants, before pulling it out, stroking it to full, veiny glory.