The creaking of the bedsprings signals the start of another day, but this morning's awakening is anything but ordinary. A young man, his body bathed in the soft morning light, finds himself already aroused, his cock tents the sheets. He throws the covers off, his hand wrapping around his thick shaft, feeling the pulse of life within. His strokes are languid, exploratory, as he enjoys the simple pleasure of touching himself. His breath hitches as he nears the edge, his grip firm, his movements hurried. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum painting his stomach, a testament to his morning's self-indulgence.