The first light of dawn creeps in, casting a warm, golden hue over our sleeping beauty. As he stirs, his cock twitches, awakening before the rest of him. He rolls onto his back, his hand finding its way to his hardening length. With a sigh, he begins to masturbate, his strokes slow and deliberate, savoring the sensation of his own touch. His body arches, his breath hitches, and with a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his seed painting his stomach as he rides out the waves of pleasure, leaving him spent and satisfied in the quiet of the morning.