Aston Springs, the muscular soldier, finds himself in the confines of his barracks, the weight of his duties and the lack of company driving him to satisfy his urges alone. He strips down, revealing his toned, tanned body and a thick, uncut cock that tents his boxers. He strokes it slowly, his eyes closed, imagining the hands of a lover. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged, until finally, he grunts and shoots a thick load of cum onto his abs, panting and spent.