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As rain drizzles, a lone figure ventures into the heart of the forest, seeking solace in nature's embrace. The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills the air as he finds a secluded spot, the rain pattering a steady beat on the canopy above. His hands, slick with rain, begin to explore his body, tracing the lines of his muscles, pausing to tease his nipples before traveling south. His cock, already hard, throbs in his hand as he strokes it, the rain's cool touch contrasting with his own heat. His pace quickens, his breath hitching as he chases his release, the forest's symphony of rain and wind his only accompaniment.