In the dimly lit, tiled men's room, a lone figure finds solace in the privacy of a closed stall. His hand snakes into his pants, pulling out his throbbing cock, already hard from the taboo thrill. He strokes slowly, the sound of his breathing echoing in the empty room. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. The tension builds, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. He bites his lip, trying to stay quiet as he nears the edge. A sudden flush of a nearby toilet sends a jolt through him, but he doesn't stop. He comes hard, his body shuddering as he catches his breath, leaving the stall cleaner than he found it.