Ian Levine, the object of every gay gym-goer's fantasy, can't help but indulge in his own desires. He locks himself in a private shower, the steam fogging up the glass as he soaps up his muscular body. His cock, already rock hard, demands attention, and he wraps his fist around it, pumping furiously. The sound of his wet, sloppy strokes fills the room, and he can't help but imagine a tight, eager mouth wrapped around his cock. He turns the water to ice cold, trying to cool off, but it's no use. He needs a hot, wet ass to fill with his cum.