With a throbbing need that can't wait until he's back in his hotel room, Carlos finds a quiet corner of the Cancun airport, hidden from prying eyes. His breath hitches as he unzips, freeing his pulsating cock. The cool airport air contrasts with the heat of his desire, making his heart pound harder. He strokes, his grip firm and steady, his uniform rustling softly with each movement, until he finds his much-needed release.