The bathroom mirror reflects a different man tonight. His eyes are wild, his chest heaves, and his cock tents his towel. He's been holding back, but tonight, he's unleashing. He wraps a fist around his hard, throbbing cock, giving it a firm squeeze. He jerks himself roughly, his other hand exploring his body, pinching his nipples, tracing the lines of his abs. He can feel it building, the pressure in his balls, the tingle at the base of his spine. With a guttural groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as it paints the mirror with his hot, white cum.