Martio's Morning Awakening

As the sun streams in, Martio stirs awake, his body tingling with anticipation. He reaches down, finding his rigid cock already tenting the sheets. The sight of his own arousal sends a jolt of pleasure through him as he begins to stroke, the friction of his hand on his sensitive skin drawing out a low moan. The rhythm builds, his grip tightening as he imagines a pair of soft lips wrapped around his length. His breath hitches, his body tensing as he nears the edge, the room filling with the scent of his own musk.

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