The bathroom, a sanctuary for his forbidden desires, welcomes him again. His heart pounds in his chest, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he yanks down his pants, his thick, black cock springing free. He grips it tightly, his hand moving at a feverish pace, the sound of his flesh slapping against his own filling the room. His mind races with images of his deepest fantasies, his body betraying him as he leaks pre-cum, the scent of his arousal filling the air. With a final, guttural groan, he comes undone, his hot seed painting the wall as he struggles to catch his breath.