In a private, dimly lit room, a lone soldier stands, his uniform unbuttoned, revealing his muscular torso. He's here for one purpose, a tribute to his lust. With a firm grip, he strokes his rigid cock, the sound of his hand moving up and down the shaft filling the room. His breath hitches as he feels the familiar sensation building. He closes his eyes, imagining the warmth of a mouth or the tightness of a pussy. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter. With a guttural groan, he reaches his peak, his cock pulsing as it releases a torrent of hot, sticky cum onto the floor below. He looks down at the mess he's made, a satisfied smile on his face.