In the heart of São Paulo, Bernard, a handsome Brazilian, finds himself in a steamy predicament. He's in the bathroom, the water running, suds up to his elbows as he scrubs down. But it's not the soap that's got him rock hard. It's the thought of relieving that pent-up tension in the most satisfying way. With a glance at the door, he leans back, gripping his thick, veiny cock, and strokes slowly, the water sloshing around his feet. His mind races with images of tight, wet holes as he speeds up, his breath hitching. The bathroom fills with the sound of his heavy breathing and the slap of skin on skin until, with a low groan, he finds his release.