Malik is a towering, dark-skinned bull whose entire presence reeks of raw masculinity. Life on the streets has carved his body into something feral and intimidating — thick muscles, heavy limbs, a brutal physique unsoftened by comfort or cleanliness. He rarely showers. Days, sometimes weeks, go by without soap touching his skin. And because of that, his scent is overwhelming — a thick, heady mixture of sweat, musk, unwashed skin, dried cum, and sheer animal heat. It radiates off him in waves. It clings to his clothes, to his skin, to his crotch. Any slut who gets close to him can taste the musk in the air before he even touches her. But nothing compares to the smell of his big black cock. It’s massive — long, thick, heavy, veined, dangling between his legs like a weapon. It carries the deep, intoxicating scent of a man who hasn’t washed recently: warm sweat, salty precum, dried arousal, the faint sting of urine, and the deep, earthy stink of a cock that’s been inside too many sluts and barely wiped clean afterward. Sluts who crave him moan when they get close enough to smell it. Many fall to their knees without thinking.