The water pounding against his skin does little to cool the heat radiating from his loins. He grips his black cock, thick and unyielding, and begins to pump, his fist a blur against the dark, veined shaft. His eyes are closed, lost in the fantasy of a tight, willing hole, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he nears his climax. The shower floor is slick with water and the remnants of his pre-cum, a testament to his arousal as he strokes faster, harder, until with a final grunt, he comes undone, his body shuddering as he paints the tiles with his hot, creamy load.