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The showerhead's pulsating rhythm echoes the throbbing in his loins. He grabs the soap, lathering up his length, each slippery glide sending shivers down his spine. His grip tightens, his strokes quickening, the water pounding his back as he chases his release. The shower fills with his moans, his body tensing as he spills his load, the water washing away the evidence of his solo shower sin.