The sun streams in through the window, casting a golden glow on his chocolate brown skin. He stretches languidly, his hard cock tenting the sheet. He kicks the covers off, revealing his thick, morning wood. He runs a hand over his muscular chest, tweaking his nipples, before moving down to grasp his cock. He strokes it slowly, his other hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. He looks down at his cock, a look of hunger on his face. He increases the pace, his hand moving faster, his breathing becoming more ragged. He leans back, his body tensing as he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum shooting out, coating his hand and dripping onto the sheets. He looks up, a satisfied smile on his face, his chest heaving as he catches his breath.