In the throes of a heavy downpour, our unnamed protagonist seeks refuge from the rain. As the water cascades down his body, he finds himself hardening, the cool droplets contrasting with the heat between his legs. He retreats to a secluded corner, the sound of the rain his only companion. With a quick glance around, he frees his throbbing member, the anticipation building as he strokes himself. The rain picks up, pounding against the walls, mirroring the rhythm of his hand. He lets out a low groan, his body tensing as he reaches his climax, the rain washing away his seed.