In the sultry heat of a Brazilian night, a man, Março, retreats to his private sanctuary, the bathroom. He strips off his clothes, revealing his toned body glistening with sweat. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, stroking it with expertise born of years of self-pleasure. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. His breathing grows ragged as he edges closer to the precipice, his grip tightening. With a guttural moan, he spills his seed, his body convulsing with the force of his release.