Jacob Long, uncut and unashamed, indulges in a private dance with his own body. His black cock, a masterpiece of nature, stands at attention. He runs his palm along its length, feeling the heat, the pulse. His eyes flutter closed, imagining unseen hands, unseen mouths. His strokes quicken, his breath hitches, and with a final, guttural groan, he paints his chest with white, hot stripes of ecstasy.