Midnight Solo: Jerking Off in the Bathroom
In the dead of night, a secretive figure slips into the bathroom, the cool tiles a stark contrast to the warmth of his skin. His heart races as he locks the door, the click echoing in the silent house. He leans against the sink, his eyes closed, his hand already working at his belt. His cock springs free, hard and ready, and he wraps his hand around it, a soft moan escaping his lips. He strokes slowly, his breath coming in short gasps, his mind filled with images that would make his mother blush. The room fills with the soft sounds of his pleasure, the scent of his pre-cum heavy in the air. He picks up the pace, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. With a final, shuddering groan, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as he spills his load into the sink.