Jrcane, the forbidding uncle, finds solace in the confined space of the shower. The steam clouds his reflection, making him feel unseen, unjudged. He lathers his body, the soap suds glistening on his muscled form. His hands trace the lines of his torso, his breathing growing heavier as he reaches his throbbing cock. He strokes it, the sensation of the soap and water intensifying his pleasure. The shower fills with the sound of his ragged breaths and the rhythmic slapping of his hand against his flesh. His body tenses, ready for the release that will leave him spent and satisfied.