As the sun sets on a sultry Wednesday, Wolverine, restless and hungry for release, prowls his den. His muscles ripple beneath his tight shirt, claws extending and retracting with anticipation. He tears off his clothes, his massive cock springing free, already throbbing with desire. He strokes it roughly, his grip like iron. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, feeling their weight. He growls, low and primal, as he begins to pump his hips, fucking his fist with wild abandon. His body glistens with sweat, his breath coming in harsh pants. He's a force of nature, untamed and unrestrained, giving in to his most basic urges.