In a secluded room, Bad Puppy's Zack Hood, a towering mountain of muscle, can't resist the temptation of his own body. He peels off his clothes, revealing his powerful frame and a thick, veiny cock that's already half-hard. Sitting back, he takes his time, running his hands over his body, pinching his nipples, and teasing his ass before wrapping his fist around his cock. He jerks slowly, twisting his wrist, exploring every inch of his length, his balls drawing up tight as he nears release. His abs clench, and a low groan escapes his lips as he cums, ropes of white landing on his stomach and chest.