A chiseled, tattooed god stands under the pounding showerhead, his body a canvas of ink and sinew. His hand wraps around his monster cock, veins pulsing with desire. He begins to wank, slow and steady, his grip tight, his strokes long. The water beads on his skin, tracing the lines of his abs, as he works himself into a frenzy, his moans echoing off the tiles, his body tensing as he nears his explosive climax.