Pavel's broad chest heaves as he stands naked, his large, uncut cock swaying slightly. The captain, his uniform crisp and tailored, runs a finger along Pavel's abs, tracing the V that leads down to his groin. Pavel's breath hitches, his nipples hardening. The captain's hand wraps around Pavel's shaft, stroking it slowly. Pavel's hips move of their own accord, fucking the captain's fist. The captain leans in, his breath hot on Pavel's ear, "You're a long way from home, aren't you, soldier?"