Johnny, eager to start his day, finds himself with an unyielding morning wood. Unable to resist, he retreats to his room, locking the door behind him. His hand finds its way to his throbbing cock, stroking it eagerly. His mind races with fantasies, his grip tightening as he picks up the pace. His breath hitches, muscles tense, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load, groaning in relief.