A Sedena soldier, in the throes of self-pleasure, finds solace in the confines of his uniform. The crisp, starched fabric against his skin, the restriction of his belt and pants, only serve to intensify his desire. His cock, hard and aching, tents his trousers as he strokes it through the material. He unbuttons, revealing his throbbing, uncut cock, and begins to pleasure himself with urgency. The echo of his grunts and the sound of his hand against his flesh fill the room as he races towards release, his body tensing and convulsing as he spills his load onto the floor.