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The shower's hot spray has done its work, washing away the day's tension and leaving him feeling loose and languid. But it's not just the water that has him feeling this way. The heat of the moment, the steam filling the small room, the slickness of his own skin - it's all conspiring to make him feel more alive than he has in ages. He steps out of the shower, toweling off quickly before dropping the terrycloth to the floor. His cock is hard, standing at attention, ready for action. He takes it in his hand, running his fingers along its length, feeling the smoothness of the skin, the hardness beneath. He knows what he wants, and he's not going to wait any longer to get it.