The Greek god, sans clothing, stands proudly, his rigid cock a testament to his arousal. Uncircumcised and pulsing with need, it's a sight to behold. He grips his meat, the foreskin sliding back to reveal the glistening tip. His pace quickens, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. His muscles tense, abs clenching as he nears his climax. With a final grunt, he releases, his hot, white seed painting his stomach in a mess of sticky pleasure.