Lost in his taboo thoughts, the solitary sinner retreats to the bathroom, his cock throbbing with need. He wraps his hand around his engorged shaft, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. His grip is firm, his rhythm steady, as he chases his release. With a low groan, he reaches his climax, his cock pulsing as it coats the bathroom with his hot, sticky cum. He leans against the wall, spent, his heart pounding in his chest, the echoes of his solo act lingering in the steamy air.