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A sudden urge strikes, and he can't hold it in. His pants darken as the golden liquid flows, creating a wet patch. He zips up, feeling the dampness against his skin, the scent strong. He paces, enjoying the sensation, the taboo of it all. He finds a mirror, stares at his reflection, seeing the wet stain, the evidence of his act.