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Ebony demigod, alone in his humble abode, feels the pressure building. Not in his pipes, but in his massive, uncut cock. He strips down to nothing, the cool air brushing against his dark, taut skin. The toilet, a simple throne, awaits. He sits, his tool dangling heavy, ready. The stream begins, a powerful arc of golden nectar, filling the bowl, overflowing. He grins, enjoying the release, the control. His hand reaches down, stroking his shaft, the sensation of wet, warm piss coating his length. He groans, his body tensing, the stream intensifying, until he's spent, his cock dripping with remnants of his passion.