A masked young man, his identity concealed, begins his morning ritual. He strips naked, his lean, toned body on full display. His cock, already semi-hard, twitches as he wraps his hand around it. He closes his eyes, lost in his fantasy, as he works his length. His strokes are firm, purposeful, his grip tight. He leans back, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cum shooting out, coating his abs and hand. He leans back, breathing heavily, satisfied yet guilty, as if hiding his straight-laced side from the world.