The shower's warmth envelops him, beads of water tracing paths down his body. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, moving in a steady, sensuous dance. He closes his eyes, letting his imagination run wild. The sound of the water, the slickness of the soap, it all builds, pushing him closer to the edge. With a final, forceful stroke, he comes, his body shuddering as he paints the shower wall with his hot, sticky cum, the evidence of his solitary pleasure washing away with the water.