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The house is empty, and the clock ticks slowly, each second echoing in the silent home. An ebony man, left to his own devices, finds himself craving release. He's been thinking about this all day, the anticipation building as he waited for everyone to leave. Now, he's finally alone, and he can indulge. He strips off his clothes, standing naked in the living room. He takes his cock in his hand, feeling the weight of it, the heat. He strokes it slowly, feeling the pleasure build. He moves to the couch, lying back, his eyes closed, his hand working his cock. He's close, so close, and then he's over the edge, his body tensing as he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand.