Menacing Muscles, Glistening Girth

The room is a furnace, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and sex. Two muscular men, their bodies slick and gleaming, stand facing each other, their powerful legs spread wide. They stroke their massive, throbbing cocks, the sound of wet flesh on flesh echoing in the room. The tattooed man, his biceps bulging, leans in, his breath hot on the other's neck. "You like that, don't you?" he growls, his hand moving faster, his cock leaking copious amounts of precum. The other man, a smooth, tanned god, grunts in response, his hand matching the tattooed man's rhythm, their cocks rubbing against each other, their bodies tensing as they edge closer to release.

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