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As the first light of dawn breaks, a muscular man, his body glistening with sweat, begins his morning routine. His heavy breathing fills the quiet room, punctuated by low moans of pleasure. He strokes his thick, morning wood with expert precision, his dominant hand working his rigid cock. The sound of rain pattering against the window mirrors the rhythm of his strokes, each droplet a beat in this intimate symphony. His breath deepens, his body tensing as he nears his release.