A new recruit, eager to prove himself, retreats to his bunk for a private moment. Clad in his army-issued briefs, he can't shake the memory of his fellow soldiers' strong, masculine bodies. His cock hardens, straining against the cotton. He tentatively slips a hand inside, wrapping his fingers around his length. He gasps at the contact, his strokes becoming bolder, more insistent. His eyes locked on the tented fabric, he imagines a different hand, a different body, until he can't hold back any longer, his cock pulsing as he finds relief.