In the quiet of his room, an Elder wrestles with his desires, his Mormon upbringing clashing with his burgeoning sexuality. He slips his hand into his underwear, feeling the hardness that's become all too familiar. He tentatively strokes himself, his breath hitching as he dares to imagine the touch of another man. His strokes become more confident, more urgent, his body tensing as he nears his climax. With a final, desperate tug, he finds his release, his cum spilling out onto his hand, the evidence of his taboo pleasure a stark contrast to the pristine white of his Mormon uniform.