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The sun barely up, he's already at it, his hand working overtime on his morning wood. His small cock throbs in his grip, the veins pulsing with each squeeze. He's horny, the need to cum overwhelming. He fucks his fist harder, his grunts echoing in the empty room. His body tenses, and with a final, shuddering stroke, he spills his load, hot and thick, onto his belly.