A twink, hair damp and clothes clinging, finds solace in the bathroom. His eyes gleam with lust as he surveys his reflection, running a hand through his long, brown locks. He unzips, his uncut, hairy cock springing free. He takes it in his hand, feeling the weight, the heat. The room grows warmer, his breath fogging the mirror. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter. With a final gasp, he comes, his clothes and the floor beneath him drenched in his pent-up desire.