In a dimly lit room, our black muscle god stands tall and proud. His smooth, dark skin taut over his powerful physique, he begins to tease, running his hands over his broad chest and ripped abs. He hooks his thumbs into his waistband, slowly revealing the monster that lies beneath. His cock, thick and veiny, stands at attention, begging for touch. He wraps his large hand around it, the contrast of his dark skin against his lighter flesh, and begins to stroke, his grip firm and steady, milking his shaft until he reaches his explosive climax.