In the privacy of his bathroom, a man, unseen but for his silhouette, steps into the shower. The water cascades down, obscuring him in a steamy, soapy curtain. He lathers up, his hands gliding over his body, lingering at the growing bulge at his crotch. With a groan, he grips his cock, stroking it rhythmically, the water and suds providing ample lubrication. His breath hitches, his strokes becoming more urgent. His body tenses, and with a final grunt, he finds his release, his seed mixing with the soap and water before disappearing down the drain.