Muscles ripple under a thin sheen of sweat as Antonio, a beefy, hairy-chested man, stands in the dimly lit garage, his jeans tented by his aching cock. He unzips, letting his monster dick spring free, already leaking pre-cum. He wraps a calloused hand around the thick shaft, his grip tight, his strokes rough and eager. His other hand squeezes his heavy balls, rolling them, feeling their weight. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he chases his release, his hand a blur as it works his cock, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy.