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Morning Wood

Enjoying a morning pleasure of male masturbation
You are there, each time the sun awakens upon our world
Rising from your deep sleep of unconsciousness, unto a new day that unfolds
Blood pumping through your veins, spreading life into the engorged head
Pulling back the blanket that surrounds you, that kept you comfort through the cold, dark night
Swelling with excitement of that touch, that feel upon your thick, hard body
Oozing the first arrival, that slips from the eye that stares back upon me
Grasped tightly, and caressed by a single hand that holds you with affection
Sliding back and forth, slipping across your bodywork of mass with sensitivity
Until you can resist no more, and the excitement of it all begs too much of you
As the eye opens, allowing a waterfall of emotional torment
To crash in waves upon the surface that surrounds you
And then, you return to your slumber once more
Until that time, upon which you rise to discover
Fulfillment of pleasure, just like that which erupted hours before.....
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