Post-party, Biflatmate finds himself with a full bladder and an urge he can't resist. He steps out into the night, the streetlights casting long shadows as he drops his jeans, revealing his hard, uncut cock. Piss flows freely, soaking the pavement, his sneakers, and even the hem of his shirt. The voyeur in us watches, heart pounding, as he looks around, seemingly aware of the potential for discovery, yet unable to stop his public display.