Morning Wood: Solo Ecstasy

As the sun creeps in, so does his hand, slipping beneath the elastic of his boxers to grasp his hardening cock. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his breath hitching as he picks up the pace. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently as he feels the familiar tingle of impending orgasm. He bites his lip, suppressing a moan as he comes, his cock pulsing, spilling his load onto his stomach.

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• morning
• early
• soloboy

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