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Awakened by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, a man rises from his bed, his morning wood tenting his boxers. He pads to the kitchen, pours himself a cup, and takes a tentative sip, the hot liquid scalding his tongue. He sets the cup down, his gaze drawn to the spoon resting on the counter. An idea sparks in his mind, and he picks it up, licking the coffee grounds from it. The taste is bitter, but the sight of his cock, hard and ready, makes up for it. He wraps his hand around it, stroking slowly, his eyes locked onto the spoon. His breath comes in short gasps, and his body tenses as he comes, shooting his load onto the spoon and into his waiting mouth, a perverse breakfast to start his day.