After a long day of painting, Mark finds himself alone and naked in the bathroom, his uncut cock already at half-mast. He steps into the shower, the hot water cascading down his body, awakening every nerve ending. He takes his time, soaping up his muscular form, his hand lingering on his thick cock. He strokes it slowly, feeling it harden in his grip. The steam fogs up the glass doors, obscuring his private dance as he pleasures himself, his moans echoing in the small room. He braces himself against the wall, his body tensing as he brings himself to the edge, finally letting go with a groan, his cum mixing with the suds at his feet.