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As the sun peeks through the curtains, a burly man stirs, his morning wood already tenting his boxers. He strokes his thick shaft, the veins pulsing with desire. His hand glides smoothly, lubricated by pre-cum, as he leans back, enjoying the warmth of the rising sun on his naked body. His breath hitches, and with a final, firm stroke, he erupts, ropes of cum painting his abs in a sticky, white pattern.