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In the quiet of the morning, a man in jeans finds solace in his own company. He unzips, his hand wrapping around his hard, veiny cock. The friction of his jeans against his balls adds to the pleasure. His hand moves faster, the sound of wet, sloppy strokes filling the room. His breath hitches as he nears the edge. With a guttural groan, he comes, his cum soaking through his jeans, leaving a wet, dripping spot. He pulls his cock out, the head still leaking, and milks the last drops onto his belly, the cum dripping down his fingers.