In a seedy, dimly-lit bar, Joe Goldberg, with his signature intensity, spots a tall, muscular black man nursing a drink. His eyes locked, Joe approaches, his voice a low growl, "I've been watching you." The black man, taken aback but intrigued, feels Joe's hand on his thigh, moving upwards. "I want to taste you," Joe whispers, his breath hot. The black man, now visibly aroused, leads Joe to the grimy backroom, where Joe, eager and hungry, unbuckles his belt, revealing a thick, erect cock. Joe, eager and hungry, takes it all in, his mouth stretching wide, his tongue exploring every inch.