In the dimly lit room, Gi Joey stands tall, his colossal cock already stiff and ready for action. He lubes up, the scent of musk filling the air as he begins to stroke, his grip tight and steady. His moans echo through the room, each one more animalistic than the last. Joey's body tenses, his abs contracting as he unleashes a volcanic eruption of cum, ropes of it landing on his chiseled chest and dripping down his fingers.