As the sun begins to creep in through the window, Dudu stirs, his hand already migrating southwards. His morning wood tents his sheets, eager for attention. He throws off the covers, letting his generous cock spring free. In the quiet of his room, he gives in to temptation, stroking his length with a practiced hand. His moans fill the room as he imagines the day's possibilities, his body tensing as he nears release.