In the quiet of his room, Big9Inchdik begins his private dance. His massive cock, a thing of awe and envy, lies heavy on his thigh. He wraps his hand around it, feeling its weight, its heat. His strokes are slow, deliberate, a worship of his own flesh. He leans back, his eyes closed, his mind filling with fantasies. His hand speeds up, his grip tightens, and he feels the familiar coil of pleasure in his lower belly. With a soft grunt, he comes, his cock jerking as it spills his seed onto his hand and belly, a testament to his solo performance.