Yndis finds solace in the simple pleasure of a solo shower, the warm water and suds providing ample lubrication for his wandering hands. He takes his time, exploring every inch of his body, from the taut muscles of his chest to the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. His cock, hard and throbbing, demands attention, and he gives in, stroking it slowly, building himself up to a climax that leaves him panting and spent, the shower still running, washing away the evidence of his private, gay indulgence.