A lone figure, Lxx87's soloboy, stands in the stark bathroom, the air thick with anticipation. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, stroking it to full attention. A bead of pre-cum glistens at the tip, a precursor to the main event. With a sigh, he lets go, a stream of warm piss arching from his dick, splashing onto the cold tile below. Each jet sends a shiver down his spine, the sensation of release overwhelming.