A black boy, alone in his room, succumbs to the primal urge to pleasure himself. He strips off his clothes, his eyes locked onto his reflection in the mirror. His cock, long and thick, stands at attention, begging for his touch. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the heat and the pulsating life within. His strokes are slow and deliberate, his body tensing with each pass over his sensitive flesh. He's a study in contrast, his dark skin against the pale sheets, his moans a stark contrast to the silent room.