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As the first light of dawn filters through the window, a mound under the sheets stirs, growing and tenting the covers. A hand reaches down, wrapping around the thick, veiny shaft, stroking it to full, throbbing hardness. The man, faceless but for his muscled torso, grunts softly, his morning wood aching for release. He pumps his massive cock, pre-cum beading at the tip, his balls heavy and tight. The room fills with the slick sound of skin on skin, his breathing growing ragged as he nears climax. With a final, powerful stroke, he groans, hot ropes of cum erupting from his pulsing dick, coating his abs and hand.