In the privacy of his bathroom, a man finds solace in his own touch. The hot water cascading down his body, he takes his length in hand, stroking slowly. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. The scent of soap and steam fill the air as he picks up the pace, his breath hitching with each pass over his sensitive head. His body tenses, and with a low groan, he spills his load onto the shower floor, the water washing away the evidence of his private moment.