In the quiet of the morning, a man's cock stirs, eager for attention. He grips it firmly, feeling the pulse of life beneath his hand. The room fills with the sound of his steady strokes, his balls tightening with each pass. His mind wanders to forbidden places, fueling his arousal. The head of his cock glistens with pre-cum, a sign of his desire. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his body convulsing as he paints his chest with his hot, sticky seed.