Derrick shook his head to clear his mind, and ignore his growing horniness. He had to go see the fauns now! He reached for some clothes he had in his bag, but something stopped him. Clothes just seemed so wrong. He was unable to put them on, no matter how hard be tried! He would have to leave the room naked.
Derrick shut and locked his hotel room and made his way down the hall and in the lobby. There were quite a few stairs at this hairy naked Wildman walking through the lobby, covered in dirt, leaves in his unkempt hair, and a meat club flopping about between his legs. He paid no mind, his mind working on a solution to this problem. A few people plugged their nose at the odor this beast emitted as he walked by. Derrick took a sniff of the wiry thatch sticking out from under his arm and he grimaced; he really did smell bad.
Derrick made it outside and began heading towards the fauns. However, Derrick realized all the flopping and jostling had made his member pounding erect. He knew he shouldn't do it, but he was so horny! He gripped his member and jacked off right on the sidewalk. A great number of people saw him. Derrick knew he should be embarrassed, but he had to blow his load right now! The need was so great it was painful!
Derrick grunted as he humped into his palm, shooting load after load of stinky yellow cum all over the ground. Derrick let go of his sticky cock, letting it flop against his hairy thighs. This was getting ridiculous. At this rate, he will be jacking off at least 20 times a day! He looked at his huge hairy balls, angry about how much trouble they were causing him. With a start, he realized they look hairier and bigger, as does his cock. Was it still growing? He had to hurry.
Derrick continued walking to the forest where he met the fauns. He made it there shortly, with no issues other than a bunch of awkward stares. Derrick entered the forest to find them. He entered the forest a hairy, smelly, muscular, horny mess. He had no intention of leaving until they turned him back! If not, what would his family think! A big dicked horny sasquatch of a son who can't wear clothes or stop jacking off! At the very least, he would be spending a lot of money on razors and deodorant!
He puffed up his hairy chest, which he noted with disdain, had even more hair on it than it did before. He took a deep breath, gained some courage, and walked right in.