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As the sun peeks through the curtains, a young man awakes with a rigid morning wood tenting his sheets. He lazily strokes his length, the room filled with the soft sounds of his hand on flesh and the occasional groan. Pre-cum leaks from his tip, slicking his palm as he picks up the pace. His breath hitches, body tenses, and with a final thrust, he spills his load onto his belly, the warm cum contrasting with the cool morning air.