Dan, a man of few words, prefers his pleasure in private, the shower being his sanctuary. The water, hot and insistent, mirrors his arousal. He grabs his cock, the soap making his grip slippery, and begins to stroke. His movements are deliberate, each touch sending electric currents through him. The steam swirls around him, the room filled with the sound of the water and his ragged breathing. He leans against the wall, his body tensing as he nears his climax, the water pounding against his back, washing away the tension of the day.