Johnny Viper strokes his dick

Johnny Viper grips a barbell so heavy his biceps bulge as he grunts through slow, controlled reps, sweat beading on his dark beard and tattooed arms. The gym mirrors his intensity, each rep a deliberate flex, from squatting on the exercise ball to slamming the punching bag with force. His black Jockmail shorts ride low, the fabric straining against the weight of his thick cock, which he strokes with a slow, deliberate hand. Every movement is a display of power, every breath a measured rhythm of effort and dominance.