With a wild, urgent hunger, he grips his colossal cock, veins bulging as he feverishly jerks it. The bathroom echoes with his guttural moans and the wet, slapping sound of his hand against his rigid flesh. The air fills with the scent of pre-cum, a heady perfume that only fuels his desire. His body tenses, and with a final, desperate thrust, he unleashes a flood of hot, creamy seed, painting the tiles with his satisfaction.