The sound of water dripping from the faucet sets the rhythm as he steps into the shower, the cool tiles beneath his feet grounding him. He takes his time, washing his body, but his mind wanders, and his cock stiffens. He leans against the wall, his hand wrapping around his hardness, the soap making his grip slick. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, fucking his hand in the steamy enclosure, his groans growing louder with each thrust until he comes undone, his release mixing with the water swirling down the drain.