As the first light of dawn filters into his room, our solo performer stretches languidly, his hand naturally finding its way to his already stiffening cock. He's not one for morning showers or coffee; this is his preferred wake-up call. Lubricated by precum, he strokes his length, his grip tightening as he builds a rhythm. His breath deepens, becoming more ragged as he nears his peak, before finally releasing with a grunt, his seed spilling over his fingers.