Mike, driven by primal urges, seeks the anonymity of the beach at night. His cock, engorged and aching, demands release. He stands at the water's edge, the tide lapping at his feet as he begins to stroke himself. The salty taste of the sea air mingles with the precum beading on his cock. His grip tightens, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. The first spurt of cum arcs through the air, landing on the wet sand, quickly joined by several more, each one a testament to his intense, carnal pleasure.