The bathroom, his private sanctuary, welcomes him once more. The cool tile against his back contrasts with the heat building inside him. He leans against the wall, his hand a blur as it works his rigid shaft. Each stroke sends electric jolts through him, his breath hitching in anticipation. The room fills with the scent of his pre-cum, a heady aroma that spurs him on. He's close, so close, the edge of oblivion within reach. With a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his release, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.