In the dimly lit WC, Pablo stands before the mirror, admiring his reflection and the massive cock that hangs between his legs. He begins to stroke it, slowly at first, then faster, as he imagines the wet, tight places he'd like to be. As his breath quickens and his strokes become more urgent, he feels the familiar sensation building in his balls. He turns around, facing the toilet, and with a grunt, releases his load, coating the bowl in a mess of shit and cum. But just as he's about to wipe up, he hears footsteps approaching, and quickly hides, leaving the surprise for whoever enters.