Rogerio Matteo stands with his broad, sun-kissed chest pressed against the cold metal of warehouse shelves, his short dark hair slicked back as he grips his thick cock in one hand. The muscles in his arms ripple as he stretches, his light skin catching the dim light, while his fingers trace slow circles over his face. Leaning forward, he bends at the waist, the blue fabric of his pants barely containing the weight of what he holds. Every pose is deliberate, every touch deliberate, his cock hard, his body ready.
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