His Colossal Solitude

In the quiet, dimly lit room, a lone figure stirs awake. The Human, as he's known, is a man of immense stature, his frame towering, his muscles rippling with every movement. His hands, massive and strong, begin to explore his body, tracing the lines of his abs, the curve of his biceps. He's alone, yet his mind is a whirlwind of sensation, his imagination running wild with the touch of his own skin. His cock, a monstrous appendage, awakens, standing at attention, yearning for release. He takes it in his hand, feeling its weight, its heat, as he begins to stroke, his movements slow and steady, building a rhythm that matches his racing heart.

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