The steam from the shower hasn't fully dissipated as he steps out, his cock already at half-mast. He towels off, feeling the rough terrycloth against his sensitive skin. His hand lingers on his cock, feeling the weight of it, the heat. He can't help but stroke it, feeling it harden in his hand. He's got a big cock, and it's always eager for attention. He sits down on the edge of the tub, his legs spread wide, and goes to town, his hand moving up and down his shaft with increasing speed. His other hand cups his balls, gently squeezing them as he nears his climax. He lets out a loud moan as he comes, his cock throbbing as he spills his load onto the tile floor.