The bathroom, his sanctuary, is where he indulges in his private pleasures. The mirror fogs up as he, naked and exposed, stands before it, his reflection watching as he begins his ritual. His hand, slick with lube, grips his stiff cock, moving up and down in a steady rhythm. The sound of his wet strokes fills the small space, a symphony of his desire. He closes his eyes, losing himself in the sensation, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, forceful stroke, he comes undone, his cum shooting out, painting the mirror and the tiles, a testament to his solo performance.