The room pulses with the rhythm of his strokes. His cock, a massive, black monument, stands at attention, demanding worship. He grips it tightly, his fist a tight, slick vise around the throbbing shaft. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his hips bucking slightly, fucking his fist with increasing urgency. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, a symphony of carnal desire, as he brings himself to the brink of ecstasy.