Garret Nolan, off-camera, lets the water run, filling the room with a humid, inviting warmth. He steps in, the water cascading down his body, tracing the lines of his muscles. He takes his time, soaping up, washing himself thoroughly, but his hand lingers on his cock, growing harder with each touch. He leans back, his hand moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps. The sound of the water and his own moans fill the room as he brings himself to the edge, his body tensing as he comes, the water washing away the evidence of his pleasure.