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The bathroom, his sanctuary, becomes a stage for his intimate performance. The steam from the hot water fogs the mirror, obscuring his reflection, leaving only the suggestion of his silhouette. He steps into the tub, the water sloshing around him as he lowers himself, the heat enveloping him. He leans back, his eyes closed, his hand moving steadily over his cock. The sound of the water lapping against the sides of the tub, the soft sounds of his pleasure, fill the room. His body tenses, his grip tightening as he brings himself to the edge, his release washing away with the suds down the drain, leaving him spent and satisfied in the aftermath of his private, cleansing indulgence.