A rugged, tanned sailor, wearied by his voyage, steps into the shower, eager to wash away the day's salt and sweat. The hot water cascading down his muscular body awakens his desires. He takes his thick cock in hand, stroking it slowly, building a rhythm. His other hand wanders, cupping his heavy balls, tracing the lines of his abs. The steam fills the room, his breath fogging the mirror as he picks up pace, his grip tightening. His grunts echo off the tiles, the sound of water hitting the floor mixing with his pleasure. He's close, his body tensing, when suddenly, the water turns cold, jolting him back to reality.