In the quietude of his quarters, a young man, clad only in his underwear, begins his evening ritual. His cock, already semi-hard, tents his briefs, begging for release. He obliges, pulling it out and giving it a tentative stroke. His eyes flutter closed, his mind drifting to the last time he was with another man. His strokes grow firmer, faster, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He feels the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, and with a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his body shuddering as he spills his load onto the floor.