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As the sun filtrates through the curtains, our anonymous stud stretches lazily in his king-sized bed, his morning wood tenting the sheets. His hand, rough and calloused from years of labor, wraps around his throbbing cock, stroking it to full attention. He grunts, his breath hitching as he pleasures himself, the scent of his pre-cum heavy in the air. The room echoes with his raw, animalistic moans, his body tensing as he nears climax. He doesn't hold back, painting his abdomen with his thick, creamy load.