Chris, a burly, inked hunk, is alone with his thoughts and his monstrous cock. He sprawls on the couch, his hand wrapping around his thick, uncut dick. He starts slow, teasing himself, his cock growing harder, longer, until it's a steel rod in his grip. He switches hands, varying his pace, his grunts filling the room. He uses both hands now, one jacking, the other cupping his balls, rolling them gently. His body tenses, his cock pulsates, and he lets out a guttural roar as he cums, his load splattering everywhere, marking his territory.