Gay Goliaths: A Cock Comparison

In a dimly lit room, two men stand, their broad shoulders squared, their eyes reflecting the hunger within. They're here for one reason, and it's not to talk. They strip, their clothes falling to the floor like forgotten memories. Their cocks, large and proud, stand at attention. They circle each other, their hands grazing, their bodies pressing. They grasp each other's cocks, feeling the heat, the pulse. They stroke, they tease, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. They're not here to make love, they're here to fuck, to claim, to conquer.

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