Jakol, alone and horny, retreats to his private space. He teases his length through his clothing, feeling the familiar ache of desire. His hands roam, one cupping his balls, the other tweaking his nipples. He can't help but moan as he frees his rigid cock, the head glistening with excitement. He jerks himself roughly, his hips bucking, chasing the high. His body convulses, and he comes undone, his seed spilling out, painting his stomach with his release.