Bulging Biceps, Solo Ecstasy

The anonymous muscle god, bathed in the harsh glow of the gym's fluorescent lights, becomes the ultimate feast for the eyes. His abs, chiseled and defined, ripple with each movement, drawing the gaze like a magnet. He runs a greedy hand over his body, pausing to tease his nipples, before descending to grip his rock-hard cock. With a hungry growl, he begins to pump, his massive thighs tensing as he races towards release, painting his washboard abs with thick, hot ropes of cum.

• muscle
• soloboy

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