In the quiet of his room, a soldier surrenders to his primal need. His uniform discarded, he stands naked, his cock a rigid pole jutting from his body. He wraps his hand around it, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through him. His strokes grow faster, more urgent, his grip tightening as he feels his orgasm building. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breaths, his body tense as he finally lets go, his cock pulsing as he spills his seed onto the floor.