In the hushed quiet of the pre-dawn, a solitary figure lies in bed, his cock twitching with anticipation. He grasps his shaft, feeling the velvety smoothness, and begins to pump, his hand moving in a steady rhythm. His mind races with fantasies, his body responding to every touch. He picks up the pace, his grip tightening, his breath coming in short bursts. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his body shuddering as he paints his chest with hot, sticky ropes of cum.