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In the quiet of his hotel room, a man finds solace in the simple pleasure of a bath. The tub fills with hot, frothy water, inviting him in. He slips in, the water lapping at his chest, and leans back, his eyes wandering over the subtle curves of the tiled walls. His hand reaches down, wrapping around his stiff cock, the metal bar through the head a familiar weight. He strokes slowly, rhythmically, his breath hitching as the pleasure builds. The water sloshes gently with his movements, the sound echoing in the room, a symphony of his private indulgence.