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The showerhead casts eerie shadows on his body as he stands under its relentless spray. His hands, lathered with soap, trace the contours of his muscles, each touch sending jolts of pleasure. He takes his time, teasing himself, before wrapping a soapy fist around his hardening cock. The darkness intensifies his senses, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he picks up the pace. The water beats down on him, mimicking the sensation of a lover's touch. He feels the familiar tingle in his spine, his grip tightening as he thrusts into his hand, his body convulsing as he finds his release, the water washing away the evidence of his solo tryst.