The rustling leaves and babbling brook are the only witnesses to this man's raw, unbridled pleasure. He stands tall, his muscular body glistening with sweat, his cock standing at attention. He pushes his foreskin back and forth, the sensation of his sensitive head against his palm driving him wild. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, feeling the cum building inside. He picks up the pace, his body tensing, his ass clenching. With a roar, he comes, his cock pulsing, cum shooting out, coating his hand and the ground beneath him. But even as he catches his breath, he's not done. He keeps stroking, his body responding, squirting his cum, his pleasure echoing through the mountains.