Awakening to the rhythmic thrum of his own heartbeat, our sleepy black Adonis, Pau, stirs in his bed. His hand slowly wanders down his muscular chest, tracing the lines of his abs until it reaches the source of his growing arousal. He's alone, but his body aches for touch. His large, thick cock tents the sheets, begging for release. He throws off the covers, revealing his powerful form, and grips his length, stroking slowly. His eyes flutter closed as he imagines a pair of soft, eager hands replacing his own. The room fills with the sound of his wet, eager strokes, his breath coming faster as he nears his peak.