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As the sun peeks through his window, a hung, uncut stud stirs, his morning wood tenting the sheets. He strokes his thick, veiny shaft, pre-cum beading at the tip. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, his balls tightening. With a guttural groan, he unleashes a torrent of cum, the first few ropes arcing high, painting his abs and chest.