As the sun streams in, a lonely man awakens to the familiar urge. He kicks off the covers, his hand already reaching for his throbbing morning wood. He strokes leisurely, his mind wandering to taboo fantasies. The room fills with the scent of pre-cum as he quickens his pace, his breath hitching. With a final grunt, he releases a torrent of hot, sticky cum onto his abs, panting in the aftermath.