A lonely figure retreats to the bathroom, seeking the comfort of his own touch. The dim light casts shadows as he slowly unzips his pants, his cock springing free, hard and eager. He wraps his hand around it, a soft moan escaping his lips as he begins to stroke. His movements become more urgent, his grip tighter, as he hurtles towards his release. The room fills with the sound of his heavy breathing and the slick sounds of his handjob, his body tensing as he finally finds his release, his cock pulsing in his hand as he catches his breath.