Jozo shows his cock

Jozo stands in the sunlight between gnarled rocks, his arms flexed hard enough to strain the veins in his forearms as he lifts them one at a time, then locks them behind his head, his chest rising with each breath. The woods swallow the rest of him, leaving only the tight, smooth skin of his torso and the thick, heavy cock jutting forward, already straining against his grip when he clutches his hips.