A house of ill repute?

Youve travelled to enough lands to know a whore house when you see one.

Granted... one of your obvious..."girth" wouldnt even fit inside the doorway... but the prostitutes literally POURED out of the establishment and onto the street. No doubt around its alley you could procure a woman brave enough to at least attempt to handle your manhood...

If not she could always use both her hands to jerk you off.

Just the possibility of the feeling of soft skin on your naked shaft sends your mind swimming with lust.

You crouch and take smaller steps... attempting to "blend in" as much as ogrely possible.

You enter the alley and take a survey of the stock at hand...