The house is quiet, the rest of the family still lost in dreams. He slips out of bed, his eyes already half-lidded with desire. In the bathroom, he locks the door, leaning against it as he pulls out his phone, scrolling through images of his favorite models. He settles on one, her curves filling the screen, and with a groan, he frees his aching cock. He strokes it slowly, his eyes fixed on the image, his mind filling with filthy thoughts. He imagines her mouth, her hands, her body, and with a final, shuddering breath, he comes, his body convulsing with the force of his release.