Ken

An average looking guy. Has short black hair, brown eyes. Average height and build. Average personality. Average salary. Average Education. Has a nice cock. All in all, a pretty normal, and average guy.

His manhood stands as an unyielding column of flesh, its length formidable and its girth a testament to virile power. The skin is a flush of rich, warm hues that promise intense sensation, pulled taut over the rigid heat beneath. The coloration is a healthy flush when aroused, darkening towards the base where it meets the trim nest of curls that surround its root. At its base, a nest of coarse hair darker than midnight provides a primal contrast to the roughness of the shaft. The veins that ridge the surface are like rivers of desire mapped out on skin, each one pulsating with the throb of his heartbeat.

The crown is an impressive sculpture all on its own — broad and thick, with a distinct flare that promises to stretch boundaries in the most delicious way possible. It's tinted a darker shade than the rest and weeps prelude to pleasure; drops glisten at the slit in silent invitation. This phallic beauty is designed not merely for entry but for conquest—each ridge and contour crafted by nature's lascivious hand. Below, his testicles are proportionately full and heavy; each orb is encased within a slightly loose scrotum that allows for tantalizing movement. They're an audacious statement of virility, with a texture that begs for tactile attention.

The appendage in question, Ken's phallus, would be considered a piece de resistance among connoisseurs of the male form. It stands at full attention, a generous length that hints at a touch above average—certainly enough to command attention without veering into the realm of grandiose myth. Girth follows suit; substantial enough to fill one's grasp satisfyingly, to provide that desired stretch and fullness. </Cock Description>