Waking up to the perfect handiwork

As the sun peeks through the curtains, a young man's morning ritual begins. His hand, still groggy from sleep, wraps around his stiffening cock. "Morning wood," he grins, starting a slow, steady rhythm. His eyes flutter closed, imagining a lover's touch. His other hand joins, cupping his balls, teasing the sensitive skin behind. His strokes grow faster, his grip tighter. The room fills with the sound of his wet, slapping hand, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He's close, his body tensing, ready to spill his morning load.

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