Throbbing Member Awaits Your Throne
Settling into his private space, the solo stud stretches out, his massive cock already tenting his pants. He unzips, letting his throbbing, veiny member spring free, and begins to stroke it languidly. The girth is impressive, his hand barely able to encircle it. He leans back, his other hand cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. His breathing deepens as he picks up the pace, his hips thrusting in rhythm with his strokes. Pre-cum beads at the tip, and he smears it around the head, hissing at the sensation. His strokes become more urgent, the slapping sound of flesh on flesh filling the room. He grunts, his body tensing as he nears the edge, his cock pulsing in his hand. With a final, guttural groan, he comes, his load spilling over his hand and onto his abs.