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As the sun peeks through the curtains, our anonymous stud wakes with a raging morning wood. He doesn't waste time, pulling back the sheets to reveal his stiff cock tenting his boxers. Rubbing the head, he lets out a satisfied groan, already leaking pre-cum. He strokes slowly, enjoying the feel of his hand on his sensitive skin, as the room fills with the sound of his hand meeting flesh. His pace quickens, his breath hitches, and with a final grunt, he spills his load onto his belly, leaving him panting and spent, ready to face the day.