In the soft glow of dawn, a chiseled man wakes, his morning erection tenting the sheets. He reaches down, wrapping his large hand around his stiff cock, a low moan escaping his lips. The room fills with the sound of his stroking, his grip tight, his pace steady. His breath hitches as he nears his peak, his body tensing, ready to release. He groans, his cock pulsing, ropes of cum spilling over his hand and onto his abs, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he starts his day.