In the quiet of the morning, our solo stud stretches languidly, his body aching for release. His hand wanders down to his groin, finding his cock already hard and leaking. He grins, wiping the pre-cum onto his fingers and tasting the salty sweetness. He begins to stroke, his hand gliding easily along his length, the lubrication from his morning arousal making his cock glisten. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, rolling them gently as he picks up the pace. His breath comes in short gasps, his body tensing as he nears his peak. The room is filled with the sound of his hand slapping against his cock, the scent of sex heavy in the air as he chases his morning climax.