Before the sun rises, Cum Goals is already in the bathroom, the mirror fogging up with his heavy breaths. He's alone, but his imagination runs wild with scenarios that make his cock twitch. He grips it firmly, his hand sliding up and down the shaft, feeling the ridges and veins. The water from the showerhead pounds his chest, echoing the rhythm of his strokes. His body tenses, and with a guttural groan, he comes, his cum mixing with the water, swirling down the drain.