Hairygm, the burly, hairy man, stirs in his bed, his massive morning wood tenting his tight, white briefs. He groans, shifting his weight, his thick cock throbbing against the fabric. Unable to resist, he slides a hand down, rubbing his bulge, feeling the heat and hardness. He pushes the elastic band down, freeing his engorged member, and begins to stroke, his fist moving up and down the veiny shaft. His moans fill the room as he pleasures himself, the scent of his musk heavy in the air.