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Waking up alone, he decides to make the most of his day off. Wandering into the kitchen, he's greeted by the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The warmth of the mug in his hands stirs something within him. He leans against the counter, his mind drifting to last night's fantasies. Slowly, his hand finds its way into his pajama pants, stroking his morning wood. The sensation is intensified by the steam rising from his coffee, the scent of it filling his nostrils. He imagines a pair of lips wrapped around him, the heat of a mouth contrasting with the coolness of the ceramic mug. His strokes become more urgent, his breath hitching as he nears his release.