Waking up to the sensation of his own hardness, Jcwmy Jay eagerly takes his throbbing cock in hand, a hungry look in his eyes. He works himself over, his grip tight and rhythmic, his breath quickening. His other hand wanders down, cupping his heavy balls, then moving back to tease his hungry hole. He's insatiable, his need driving him on, his strokes becoming more urgent. His body tenses, and with a loud, guttural moan, he cums, his hot load spilling out, coating his hand and his still-hard cock.