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As the sun creeps in through the curtains, our lonesome stud stirs, his hand already wandering beneath the sheets. He strokes his growing morning wood, the friction sending shivers through his body. His breaths deepen as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening around his throbbing cock. The first drops of pre-cum glisten at the tip, and he knows he's close. With a final, powerful stroke, he feels his load burst forth, painting his abs in warm, sticky stripes.