Jack, lost in his thoughts, begins to stroke his engorged cock, the tight grip of his hand mimicking the feel of his fantasies. His hips buck, meeting each thrust of his hand, his breath coming in short gasps. He pictures every detail, the touch, the taste, the feel, driving himself closer to the brink. With a final, firm stroke, he finds his release, his body convulsing as he paints the room with his pent-up desire, leaving him spent and satisfied, if only for a moment.