In the sultry heat of the bathroom, our lonely lothario strips down, the steam from the shower fogging up the mirror. He steps under the cascade, the warm water cascading down his lean body. His hand wanders, tracing the lines of his torso, then lower, grasping his hardening cock. He strokes, his breath quickening, the sound of the water and his own ragged moans filling the room. His other hand reaches behind, fingers teasing his tight ass as he inches closer to release.