The Guy, a man of indescribable desire and need, found himself alone in his bathroom.His throbbing erection, standing tall and proud against his muscular body, betrayed his secret longing for the touch of a lovers hands on this hot summer day.As he soaked in the warm water, the steam fogged up the mirror before him a perfect surface to project his erotic fantasies upon.He began to stroke himself, his gaze growing more intense as thoughts of a sordid and pleasurable hanjob filled his mind.His hands, skilled and knowing from years of practice, traced every contour of his engorged cock, drawing the attention of any voyeur who happened upon him.The scent of his own manly arousal wafting through the steamy air was heady, intoxicating, and begged to be indulged in fully.He imagined the feeling of warm wet hands wrapped around his rigid dick, the soft moistening of lips around the swollen head as he savored every sensual moment.In his minds eye, the scene shifted to a sordid alley where the woman was eager to pleasure him, her tongue dancing on his throbbing erection in an erotically tantalizing manner.The rhythmic strokes and the expert tease of her teeth left him panting, desperately trying to maintain control as he felt himself approaching the edge of blissful release.As the room filled with the sound of his own deep breathing, he knew it was time for the final act.He closed his eyes, the image of a warm and willing mouth wrapped around his pulsating cock now replaced by the memory of an ecstatic, earthshattering climax.He squeezed his own hands against his swollen member, feeling the surge of sperm ready to spill forth as he gripped himself tight in preparation for his glorious cumshot.He shuddered at the thought of the powerful explosion that was about to be unleashed from within, and it felt like an eternity before he could bear it no longer.His hips thrust upward, propelling the hot liquid jet by jet into the foggedup mirror, his chest heaving with exertion and passion as he rode the wave of ecstasy.The room echoed with the thunderous sound of his release as it splattered against the glass, his face contorted in pleasure and satisfaction.As the last drops trickled down the cool surface before dissolving into the misty abyss, a sense of relief washed over him.His heart pounded in his chest, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he finally drew back the curtains of desire and returned to reality.The scent of his spent passion lingered in the air, an erotic reminder of the unquenchable thirst that would only grow stronger, leaving him always wanting more.