Kyaw, a man of mystery, retreats to the bathroom for his secret pleasures. The cool tiles against his feverish skin heighten his senses as he begins to touch himself, each stroke sending electric shocks through his body. He imagines the soft lips of his lover wrapped around his cock, sucking him deep, as he fucks her mouth with wild abandon. The fantasy is so vivid, he can almost taste her, hear her moans, feel her nails digging into his thighs. With a final, powerful thrust, he spills his seed, panting, his heart racing, before cleaning up and leaving the bathroom, the evidence of his pleasure washing down the drain.