In the quiet of the morning, our exhibitionist rises, his cock already at half-mast. He takes his place before the window, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his body. He begins to wank, his hand a blur as it works his length. His cock grows harder, thicker, veins pulsing with blood. He grunts, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final cry, he comes, his cum shooting out in thick, creamy streams, painting the wall and floor in his morning masterpiece.