Before the morning shower, he sits on the closed toilet lid, his hand slowly moving up and down his stiffening cock. The rhythm is steady, his grip firm, knowing just how he likes it. His other hand wanders, tweaking a nipple, then sliding down to cup his balls, rolling them gently. His breath comes in short gasps, his hips lifting off the seat as he chases his release. With a low groan, he comes, his cock jerking in his hand, his cum splattering onto the floor, a secret he'll clean up before anyone else knows.