With the storm raging outside, he finds himself alone with his thoughts and his throbbing cock. He kicks off his clothes, his erection bobbing as he steps into the shower. The warm water washes over him, but it's his own hand that brings him true relief. He grips his shaft, his hand moving in long, sure strokes, his thumb swirling around the sensitive head. His groans echo in the small space, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, desperate thrust into his fist, he spills his load, his cum mixing with the water at his feet, washing away into the drain.