The bathroom becomes his private sanctuary, the steam from the tub fogging up the mirror, creating an intimate, secretive atmosphere. He leans back, his eyes closed, his hand working his cock with practiced ease. The sensation of his slippery skin and the warmth of the water surrounding him pushes him closer to the edge. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter, until he can't hold back any longer. With a shuddering breath, he comes, his cock pulsing as it pumps out rope after rope of cum, the creamy fluid floating on the water's surface, a testament to his solo pleasure.