In the quiet of the morning, Andrew8520's hand finds its way to his cock, a comforting routine to start his day. His grip is firm, yet gentle, as he strokes himself awake. The friction builds, his breath hitching with each pass. The room is filled with the sound of his pleasure, the soft moans and the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh. His cock throbs, his balls tighten, and he knows he's close. He quickens his pace, his grip tightening. With a final, shuddering breath, he comes, his cum shooting onto his stomach, a satisfying end to his morning solo session.