He stepped into the building and, setting his backpack and towel on a bench in a changing stall, dropped his trunks, and turned on one of the showers. It was a community shower, open to the entire room, but he really didn’t care. It didn’t look like anyone from the beach would be heading up here soon, as it wasn’t even one o’clock yet, and Dean didn’t really care if they did. He didn’t care about being naked or showering in front of someone else. He had done it plenty of times at the gym.
He closed his eyes as the water cascaded over him, pleasantly surprised that it was actually warm. Some of these showers in public facilities were basically just for rinsing the sand off, and hot water was not often provided. The building had no roof, as it was only for summer use, and Dean’s manhood, now freed from the tight swim trunks, swelled slightly as the muted breeze rustled through the hair on his body.