The echo of the slamming door reverberates through the empty house, signaling his solitude. In the bathroom, he locks the door, a habit born from previous interruptions. The steam from the hot shower billows around him as he stands naked, his hand already wrapped around his stiffening cock. He's been good all week, denying himself the pleasure he craves. But today, he can't resist the urge any longer. With a moan, he begins to jerk off, his strokes long and firm. The sound of his hand meeting his flesh fills the room, his grunts of pleasure echoing off the tiles. He's close, so close, when suddenly, he hears a noise. Panicked, he quickly cleans up, his heart pounding in his chest, his cock still throbbing with unspent desire.