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As the first light of dawn breaks, a man awakens with a familiar stirring. Unrushed, he settles into his morning routine, the cool sheets rustling as he pushes them away. His hand finds his hardening cock, giving it a slow, firm stroke. He's alone, but the room is filled with his quiet groans and the rhythmic sound of his hand moving up and down his length. He closes his eyes, losing himself in the sensation, his breath hitching as he nears his peak. With a final, shuddering gasp, he comes, his release painting the bedsheets.