Bordella (1976)

Dark-haired guy in his 20s, slim and muscular, sits fully naked in a bathtub holding a drink and stroking his dick. He’s alone at first, just lazily jacking off with the hand closest to the camera, eyes half shut, relaxed like he’s winding down after a long day. The bathroom’s got plants, mirrors, and natural light pouring in — looks clean but lived-in. Another guy, blond and also in his 20s, walks in and stands by the tub, dry, fully dressed, talking like they’re mid-conversation. No tension, no buildup — just two guys hanging out, one of them jerking off like it’s no big deal. The casualness is the whole point. You see everything: the slow hand movement, the way he shifts his hips slightly, how the other guy doesn’t even blink at it. Camera stays wide, no close-ups, no music — just real, unfiltered, low-key intimacy.