In the quiet of his barrack, a rugged Vietnamese soldier, Kenbyn, finds solace in his own hands. He slowly unzips his camouflage pants, revealing his already stiffening chu. With a hungry groan, he wraps his calloused hand around it, stroking from base to tip. His breaths deepen as he picks up the pace, his mind filled with taboo desires. The room echoes with the sound of his palm slapping against his flesh, the scent of his pre-cum filling the air.