A uniform-clad hunk, alone in his room, can't resist the urge to pleasure himself. His eyes scan his body, taking in the crisp fabric stretched tight across his muscled frame. He unzips, letting his average, hairy cock spring free. With a hungry groan, he wraps his fist around it, stroking slowly. His other hand cups his heavy balls, rolling them gently. The room fills with the sound of his wet, steady strokes, punctuated by his ragged breaths. He leans back, his shirt riding up to reveal his toned abs, and increases his pace, his grip tightening. A bead of sweat trickles down his temple as he nears the edge, his hips bucking off the bed. With a final, guttural moan, he spills over, his cum coating his hand and stomach.