In the quiet of the morning, he strokes his massive, veiny cock, his foreskin rolling back and forth over his sensitive tip. His other hand plays with his heavy balls, massaging them gently. He spreads his legs wider, giving himself more room to work, his ass clenching with each pump of his hips. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his moans filling the room. His body tenses, and with a final gasp, he comes, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his abs and chest, leaving him gasping for breath.