Coca's Martyrs in Heat

Two anonymous gay gods, bare and buff, stand in a dimly lit room, their muscular bodies glistening with sweat. They lock eyes, each gripping their throbbing cocks, and begin to stroke. The air fills with the sound of their heavy breathing and the slap of flesh on flesh. They're hard, so hard, their dicks like iron rods in their hands. They jerk faster, harder, their bodies tensing as they approach the edge. A sudden rush of heat and they're cumming, thick ropes of jizz flying through the air, landing on their chests and abs.

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