The morning began with a restless urge a subtle throb in his shorts he couldnt shake the feeling. He found himself grinding against the bed, a swelling need making his movements more urgent each rub only intensified the sensation. The shorts stretched taut a clear outline of his desire pushing against the fabric a thin line of precum began to show. The internal struggle was losing as his body took over, a wave of pure pleasure building a warm wetness began to spread. His shorts now visibly darkened a testament to the powerful release that had just swept through him a deep breath escaped him as he slowly relaxed. He lay there for a moment savoring the aftermath of his powerful self-pleasure his body still pulsating slightly. The satisfaction was immense a powerful wave of sensation leaving him utterly spent. But the day was young and he knew this was just the beginning of a long lustful day his body already craving for more. The image of the morning's intense release would linger him a constant reminder.