As the first light of dawn breaks, a lonely young man finds solace in his own touch. He grips his stiff cock, his hand moving in a steady, practiced rhythm. His strokes are firm, his grip tight, as he works his length, feeling the pleasure build in his loins. He pictures a sexy scenario, a woman's hands on him, her mouth, her body. His fantasy fuels his desire, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. He feels his orgasm approaching, his body tensing, his breath hitching. With a final, forceful stroke, he comes, his warm cum shooting onto his hand, leaving him satisfied and ready to face the day.