The black stud awakens, his body aching with desire. His cock stands at attention, throbbing and ready for action. But today, he's alone, and his hand must suffice. He lubes up, his fingers coated in slick, and grips his thick, dark shaft. He imagines the tight heat of a willing mouth or pussy, but for now, his hand will have to do. He strokes himself, his breathing heavy and ragged, his body tensing with each pass of his hand. His balls tighten, and with a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his hot, sticky seed spilling over his fist and onto the sheets. He sighs, satisfied, at least for now.