A chorus of groans echoes through the woods as a group of hung, hairy men let loose, their golden streams painting the forest floor. The scent of pine and urine fills the air as they pleasure themselves, their large, veiny cocks glistening in the sunlight. One man, his body covered in ink, steps up to a tree, aiming his wide, pulsing urethra at the trunk, leaving a shiny trail as he walks away, leaving the others to continue their primal, exhibitionist ritual.