In the quiet of the morning, a man stirs awake, his body already tingling with anticipation. He stretches languidly, a smile playing on his lips as he recalls last night's dreams. The sun streams in through the window, casting a warm glow on his naked form. He reaches down, his hand wrapping around his already hardening cock, a soft moan escaping him as he begins to stroke. His movements are slow, deliberate, savoring every sensation. He imagines a pair of soft hands joining his, a warm body pressed against his. His breath hitches as he feels the heat building in his loins, his movements becoming more urgent. He comes with a low grunt, his body shuddering with pleasure, a satisfied smile on his face as he drifts back to sleep.