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Stirred by morning's first light, our anonymous stud stretches, his massive, rigid cock tenting the sheets. He grips the thick shaft, starting a slow, firm stroke. Pre-cum beads at the tip, glistening in the sunlight. His pace quickens, the sound of his hand meeting flesh filling the room. His breath hitches, body tensing as he nears the edge. With a guttural groan, he explodes, thick ropes of cum arcing through the air, painting his torso and sheets.