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Waking up to the familiar stirrings of arousal, our hung stud kicks off the sheets, revealing his already tenting boxers. He gingerly pulls out his stiff morning wood, letting it slap against his abs. Lubricated by his pre-cum, his fist glides up and down his length, his breath hitching as he picks up speed. His chest heaves, muscles taut, as he chases his release, his balls drawing up tight. With a guttural moan, he explodes, rope after rope of hot cum arcing onto his chiseled torso.