Chaz shook his head as he looked inside what was known as the Common Chamber. It essentially was a big pool with chairs, a small wet bar, and hot men lounging about. He already dispensed with his clothes in a locker and wrapped himself in a towel.<br/><br/>The ripped Nubian didn’t need anything from the bar, he was buzzed enough. He needed some hot tail to stuff his cock into. Chaz ran his hand down his stomach that waved with muscle upon muscle and tucked his thumb into the top of his towel. He was ready. His eyes scanned the room for someone willing…or even better unwilling…to take his manhood.<br/><br/>Not seeing anything immediately he made his way over to a column and leaned against it. He’d wait for the right one.<br/>