The Asian masturbator, uninhibited by the world around him, sprawls naked in the expansive backyard, his friend's absence a green light for his exhibitionist tendencies. As he strokes his rigid cock, the cool breeze tickles his balls, his heart pounding with the rush of public play. The city's hum serves as his symphony, his body a conductor, each stroke in time with the rhythm of life around him. With a final, deep breath, he gives in, his body convulsing as he spills his load onto the grass, a secret garden's naughty little secret.