With his left arm in a sling, Jimmy's desire doesn't wane. His right hand takes over, gripping his throbbing dick with urgency. Feverish, he pumps, his body aching for release. He's a man possessed, his strokes relentless, his eyes closed, lost in his own world. The room is thick with the scent of sweat and precum, the sound of his hand working his cock echoing in the quiet. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his climax.