The black soldier, away from the prying eyes of his comrades, seeks relief in the bathroom. His huge cock, a deep, almost black hue, is already straining against his pants. He frees it, letting it bob heavily in his hand. He starts slow, running his palm up and down the length, feeling the heat and the pulse of his own desire. His grip tightens, his strokes quicken, and the sound of his hand meeting his flesh fills the room as he chases his climax, his body tensing in anticipation.