As the first light of dawn filters through the window, a thick, hairy shaft stirs to life, tenting the sheets. The solo boy, Jimmy, stretches lazily, his morning wood aching for release. He wraps his hand around his hard, veiny cock, stroking it gently as it grows even harder in his grip. His low moans fill the quiet room, the only sound the slick, wet noises of his hand working his length.