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In the heart of a bustling city, a hotel room provides a brief respite for Kayden, a fitness god with a body chiseled from marble and a cock that's a masterpiece in its own right. He's alone, but the room is far from empty. His reflection in the mirror, the soft rustle of the sheets, the faint scent of his own sweat and musk - they're all companions in this dance of solitude. He strokes his beast of a cock, his big, calloused hands working it expertly, drawing out every ounce of pleasure, every drop of his hot, sticky seed.