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As the sun peeks through the blinds, our hungover protagonist stumbles to the bathroom, his bladder aching for release. He unzips, aiming his stream at the porcelain, but his fetish takes over. He shifts, letting the warm, golden liquid arc and splash onto his chest, trickling down his abs. He catches some in his hand, bringing it to his lips, savoring the salty tang. His cock hardens at the taboo act, and he strokes it, mixing pre-cum with his piss, until he shoots his load, adding to the mess.