In the quiet of dawn, a black Adonis, Abnel235, stirs. His morning wood tents his boxers, aching for release. He slips a hand inside, pulling out his massive, veiny cock. It's already leaking pre-cum, hungry for attention. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his other hand cupping his heavy balls. His moans fill the room as he picks up speed, his body tensing, his breath hitching. He imagines a lover's touch, pushing him closer to the edge. His abs contract, and with a final, powerful stroke, he comes, ropes of cum painting his stomach.