John Nicholson, a man of curious kinks, finds himself in his kitchen, the cool tile beneath his bare feet. He's wearing a cock cage, a tease for his own desires. He starts to piss, the stream hitting the floor, splashing onto his feet and the surrounding tiles. His eyes wander to the counter, where he sees a bottle of lube. He picks it up, squeezing some onto his fingers, then reaches down to rub his pussy, feeling the warmth and wetness, the cage pressing against his throbbing cock.