In the quiet of the morning, a lonely young man finds solace in his own company. His cock stands at attention, tenting the sheets, begging for relief. He drags his hand up and down the length, feeling the veins throb beneath his touch. His palm grows slick with his own arousal, the sound of his hand meeting flesh filling the room. He leans into the sensation, his body responding eagerly, until he can't hold back any longer. With a groan, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and stomach with his warm, sticky cum.