In the dimly lit, secluded corner of the bathroom, there stood a man who was more than just erect under the shower.His bearded face expressed an overwhelming loneliness that echoed through the damp tiles as he sought solace in a self-indulgent act of masturbation.His hard, muscular body seemed to yearn for release, his dick straining against the tight fabric of his briefs.As the warm streams of water rained down upon him, each droplet massaging the tense muscles of his back and neck, he found himself slipping further into a realm where fantasy meets reality.With a gritty determination etched in the lines around his mouth, he allowed his fingers to wrap themselves around the thick girth of his swollen member, imagining the soft touch of a woman's lips wrapped around him.The rhythmic motion of his hand caused a ripple effect through his body, his heart pounding with each thrust and pull, his breath growing heavier as anticipation mounted.Every groan that escaped his lips was answered by the hum of water, amplifying the sexual tension in the room.His mind wandered to a fantasy where he was not alone, but instead, wrapped up in the embrace of a willing partner.A partner who would indulge in his every whim and share this shower with him.As the sensation built within him, each stroke becoming more fervent and desperate, the room seemed to transform around him - the cold tiles morphing into passionate skin, the water cascading down to become their sweat intermingling in a dance of passion.With his eyes shut tight and mind filled with an unquenchable thirst for satisfaction, he finally allowed himself to let go.A volcanic explosion of ecstasy burst forth as the release came flooding into him, splashing against the porcelain surface and soaking his hair and clothes.He let out a guttural cry that echoed through the walls, an offering to the gods of solitude he had worshipped for so long.The orgasm left him panting, his body flush with exhilaration, as his hand slowly retreated from his still-quivering cock.And in that moment, even though he knew the fantasy was nothing more than a temporary escape, he could not help but feel an inkling of comfort from having shared something intimate and raw with a stranger, who had been present only in his mind and heart.As the water continued its ceaseless dance upon him, the bearded man's eyes fluttered open to face the reality, his breath still ragged as he savored the lingering memory of his release under the shower.
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