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JR's alarm pierces the quiet, but he's already halfway to consciousness, his hand wrapped around his hardening cock. He reaches for the lubricant, a staple on his nightstand, and squirts a generous amount onto his palm. The cool liquid sends shivers down his spine as he spreads it along his length, his grip tightening. He begins to stroke, his breath deepening, his body tensing as he chases his release. The room fills with the sound of his wet, rhythmic movements, his moans growing louder as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering groan, he finds his release, his body relaxing as he drifts back into a contented sleep.