The sun streams in through the window, catching the glistening bead of pre-cum on the tip of his enormous cock as he stirs awake. He grips the monster, his hand barely able to encircle it, and begins to stroke, his balls heavy and full. His mind races with fantasies, his grip tightening, his pace quickening. His body tenses, his back arching as he nears the edge, his breath coming in ragged gasps. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he unloads, his cum shooting in thick, creamy streams across his stomach and chest, leaving him sated and spent.