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In the soft glow of morning, our anonymous stud stretches awake, his hand instinctively wandering to his stiffening cock. He closes his eyes, lost in thought as he strokes his rigid shaft, the sensation of his calloused palm against his sensitive skin sending shivers down his spine. The room fills with the sound of his steady masturbation, the smack of flesh on flesh, and the occasional grunt of pleasure. His breathing grows heavier, his grip tighter, until with a final groan, he arches his back, and hot, white cum erupts from his throbbing cock, painting his hand and abdomen in his morning masterpiece.