Kale, Roused and Ready: A Morning Ritual. Awakening to a stiff cock tenting his sheets, Kale decides to take care of business before starting his day. His hand wraps around his thick, veined shaft, giving it a firm squeeze. He begins to stroke, his hips moving in rhythm with his hand, his breath coming in short gasps. He pictures the countless women who have succumbed to his charms, their bodies writhing beneath him, their moans echoing in his ears. His pace quickens, his grip tightening as he feels the familiar tingling in his balls. With a final, guttural groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as it spills his hot, creamy load onto his hand and stomach.