As the sun peeks through the curtains, Alex, a lanky, tattooed young man, stirs in his bed. His hand wanders down, finding his morning wood. He strokes his thick, veiny cock, his breath hitching as he starts to wake up fully. The room fills with the sound of his wet, sloppy strokes and his moans, growing louder as he picks up the pace. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, feeling them tighten as he gets closer. Alex's body tenses, his abs contracting as he spills his load onto his stomach, panting and satisfied.