Few tings feel better than an afternoon shower, the hot water washing away any tiredness, the lather mixing with your chest hair, the hand sliding all over your body… all very arousing. And what’s better than top a hot shower with a hot wank? Tom’s muscular hairy body is now dry and he’s back on his bed. He lays down and pick up where he left off in the shower. His hand runs up and down his chest, pulling on the hair covering it, his cock stiff if the other one. He plays with his whole body, lost in his own touch, squeezing his throbbing cock with both his hands till the urge of exploding takes over and he straddles the pillow, surely imagining, wishing there was a man under him, ready, waiting for him to deliver his sweet load. He works his shaft till he can’t hold no more and collapses back on the bed, exhausted.
