In the confines of his bathroom, he finds solace in the steam and suds. The showerhead's spray echoes his breath, ragged with anticipation. His hand, slick with soap, wraps around his stiff, small cock. He strokes, eyes closed, lost in the rhythm of his self-pleasure. The water runs cold, but his body burns, tensing as he chases his release. Finally, with a grunt, he comes, his seed mixing with the water, swirling down the drain.