In the dimly lit bathroom, a lone man stands, his body glistening with sweat. He's been waiting, anticipating this moment. He unzips, his cock springing free, already hard. A rush of relief as he starts to piss, the golden arc reflecting in the mirror. He strokes himself, the sensation of his warm stream against his skin sending waves of pleasure. His moans echo in the small room, the sound of his pissing and stroking a symphony of his desire. He finishes, his cock still hard, ready for more.