Morning Wood: Solo Boy's Awakening

The first light of dawn filters through the window, casting a soft glow on the sleeping boy. As he stirs, his hand absentmindedly finds its way to his crotch, feeling the growing bulge. He's still half-asleep, his mind hazy with dreams, but his body knows what it wants. He rubs his cock through his boxers, feeling it harden further. He pulls it out, the cool air contrasting with the heat of his body. He strokes it, his movements slow and steady, his breathing picking up pace. He's close, his body tensing, his cock pulsing as he comes, his morning wood now a thing of the past.

• morning
• wood
• soloboy

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