The bathroom, usually a mundane space, becomes a sanctuary for this young man. He locks the door, shutting out the world, and focuses on the sensation of his hand around his hard, veiny cock. The scent of his soap lingers in the air, mingling with the musk of his arousal. His eyes flutter closed as he imagines forbidden fantasies, his body tensing as he nears climax, the anticipation almost too much to bear. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes undone, his warm seed spilling over his fingers.