As the sun peeks through the curtains, our lonely lad awakens with a raging hard-on. He strokes his length, feeling the velvety skin and throbbing pulse. A bead of pre-cum forms at the tip, and he spreads it around, enhancing the sensation. His hand works faster, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. His breath hitches, and with a low groan, he releases a thick stream of cum onto his abs.