(mh=lqawWSBBdKin0DPi)7.jpg)
He steps into the bathroom, the cool air kissing his skin, leaving him bare and exposed. The mirror reflects his toned body, his gaze drawn to the thick, uncut cock hanging heavy between his legs. He wraps a hand around it, feeling the weight, the heat, as he begins to stroke. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently, as he picks up the pace. His reflection watches, eyes locked on his hand, as he fucks his fist, his body tensing, his breath coming in sharp pants. He's close, so close, when a knock at the door startles him, his orgasm receding, leaving him breathless and frustrated.