Morning Wood: A Lone Soldier's Ritual

As the first light of dawn pierces through the curtains, a lone figure stirs in his bed. Still groggy from sleep, he absently runs a hand down his torso, pausing at the growing bulge in his boxers. He's rock hard, his cock throbbing with morning desire. With a sigh, he pushes down his boxers, freeing his length. His hand wraps around his shaft, stroking slowly, building a steady rhythm. He leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation, his breath hitching as he chases his release.

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