Woodall29's morning begins with a vengeance, his cock standing at attention, demanding release. He doesn't hesitate, his hand wrapping around his shaft, already slick with pre-cum. He strokes firmly, his hips lifting off the bed, seeking more friction. His other hand finds his balls, rolling them gently, adding to the intense pleasure. His eyes are closed, lost in the sensations, his strokes becoming erratic, uncontrolled. He can feel the cum boiling in his balls, his cock swelling. With a final, desperate thrust into his hand, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he covers himself in his own sticky, white load.