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As the sun rises, a man's bladder reaches its limit. He's been saving his morning piss for what feels like an eternity, and now, he can't hold it in any longer. In the quiet of his home, he stands naked, cock in hand, ready to unleash the flood. The first few drops trickle out, a tantalizing preview of the deluge to come. He lets go, his piss flowing freely, a warm, golden cascade that coats the floor and leaves a trail of his morning relief.