Prompt

Static two-shot in a men's locker room. Fog building in the background from the shower room just off camera. The two men stand side by side, front-on to the camera, close together, both looking straight down the lens. Vertical framing — their faces in the upper third, bodies and hips in the lower two-thirds. LEFT: a Black man, mid-20s, tall, broad shoulders, defined chest and arms, white towel on his waist, visibly hung beneath the towel. Confident, loud, a confident grin. RIGHT: a white man, mid-20s, swimmer's build, dark hair, black boxer briefs stretched snug, clearly well-endowed. Softer, cheekier, plays off the other guy. steam in the air. [0s–6s] Both stand there grinning at the camera, hands on hips. The Black man on the left juts his chin at the lens. Audio: room tone, distant running water, lockers creaking. He says: "Well look who wandered in." The white man, without looking away from the lens: "We saved you a spot." They bump shoulders and the right man lets his hand rest on the other's shoulder a beat too long, both laughing. [6s–13s] They start showing off — slow, teasing, and now hands on each other. The left man rolls his shoulders and stretches one arm across his chest, holding it so his armpit and bicep fill the frame; the right man reaches over and runs a a palm down the other's arm and across his chest. Then the right man stretches his own arm up and arches his back, and the left man drags two fingers down his side, feeling the ribs. Audio: soft laughs. The left man says: "You seein' this? We been at it for *hours*." The right man: "He's showing off. Ignore him." Beat. He stretches his other arm up too. [13s–20s] The teasing gets physical. The white man hooks a thumb in his waistband and snaps it, tugging it low, letting his heavy bulge show. They keep glancing at each other and back at the lens, egging each other on. Audio: he says, cocky: "Towel's not staying on much longer, by the way." The other: "Mine either." [20s–27s] They finally do it — casual, unhurried. The white man shoves his briefs down and steps out of them, his large cock springing loose and hanging heavy and relaxed, then the Black man drops the towel, his own thick, long cock swinging free, both now naked, standing with legs slightly apart, not covering anything, still front-on. Hands stay on each other the whole time — one resting on a lower back, one on a shoulder, drifting to a hip. They look at the camera like it's obvious, cocks still settling from the motion. Audio: fabric hitting the floor, water hissing louder. One of them says: "There. Happy?" The other, softer, squeezing the other's shoulder: "Now it's your turn." [27s–30s] Still touching, they turn and walk toward the fogged shower — the white man's hand slides from the Black man's back down to his ass as they go — both glancing back over their shoulders at the lens, backs, asses, and swinging cocks in frame now. Audio: footsteps on wet tile, steam, water getting louder. The left man jerks his head toward the showers: "Come on. You're already here." Hold as they disappear into the steam, the right man's hand still on him. Water keeps running.