Jittery nerves and a full bladder drive this lone wolf to seek relief in the most primal of ways. In the quiet of his private den, he strips bare, his cock already twitching with anticipation. He strokes himself, his pace quickening as the pressure builds. His breath hitches as he finally lets go, a warm, golden river cascading down his thighs. The sweet relief is almost spiritual, a moment of pure, unadulterated release.