Morning Masturbation: Amateurs Awaken
The morning light filters in, casting a golden hue over the amateur's naked form. He's alone, his body sprawled across the bed, a testament to a night of restless dreams. As he stirs, his hand instinctively seeks out his morning wood, wrapping around the thick shaft. He's not in a hurry, his strokes languid, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. His body responds, his cock throbbing, his breath coming in short gasps. The room is filled with the scent of his pre-cum, the sound of his hand moving up and down his length, the soft squelch of his wetness. He's close, his hips lifting off the bed, his body tensing, and then he's coming, his cum spilling over his hand, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. He opens his eyes, a satisfied smirk on his face, as he looks at the mess he's made.