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The scent of soap fills the air as he steps into the shower, his mind racing with illicit thoughts. He knows his roommate is just on the other side of the thin wall, but that only makes his desire burn hotter. With a stolen glance at the frosted door, he begins to stroke his cock, the suds acting as a natural lubricant. His imagination runs wild, picturing his roommate walking in on him, catching him in the act. The thought sends a jolt of pleasure through him, and he picks up the pace, his hand flying over his cock. With a stifled groan, he comes, his seed mixing with the water swirling down the drain. He leans against the cool tiles, catching his breath, already looking forward to the next time he can indulge in this taboo pleasure.