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The room is dim, the air thick with anticipation. A muscular ebony man, his skin like polished onyx, stands before a full-length mirror, his reflection showing a desperate, needy hunger. He's alone, but his body craves touch, release. He pushes down his boxers, freeing his enormous, veiny cock. It's rock hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He takes it in his hand, his grip tight, his strokes steady. His body responds, his abs contracting, his chest heaving. He closes his eyes, his mind's eye filled with fantasies, and with a final, guttural moan, he comes undone, his hot, sticky seed coating the mirror.