In the dimly lit room, a muscular, tattooed man stands alone, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. He's Swissva's lone wolf, a soldier seeking solace in self-pleasure. His strokes are steady, firm, as he works his length, his breath growing heavier with each pass. The room fills with the sound of his hand sliding along his slick shaft, his grunts of pleasure echoing off the walls.