Tanned and glistening from his swim, Jean Carlo retreats to the privacy of his room, the scent of chlorine still clinging to his skin. He towels off, his cock already hardening at the thought of the pleasure to come. He sprawls on the bed, his hand wrapping around his thickness, stroking slowly. His breath hitches as he imagines the feel of a tight, wet mouth around him, but today, it's just him and his fantasy. He groans, his hips bucking as he brings himself to a shuddering climax, his cum spilling onto his abs.