The crinkle of plastic and the cool air on his exposed flesh send a shiver down his spine. He's alone, but the thrill of potential discovery courses through him. His cock, already hard, leaks a bead of pre-cum onto the floor. He takes a deep breath, and the stream begins, strong and steady, painting the floor with his golden offering. The sound is music to his ears, his cock pulsing with each beat. He milks the last drops, his body shuddering with the intensity of his solo exhibition.