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04 Temmuz 2022, 22:11
Summer was approaching and I knew that in a couple of weeks our battalion would be off to Fort Bragg for our annual two weeks of training and playing Army.Our battalion was the only National Guard airborne field artillery unit in the country. During summer camp, we would jump-in (parachute) with our equipment upon arrival at the Fort. Even the Regular Army folks would watch that spectacle. It was a sight to see and one of the few times that I really enjoyed what we did.We still didn't have a radar, so I was the CO's driver and my section mate, Chuck, was the XO's driver. Chuck was a year younger than me, but about five inches taller and more muscular. Lieutenant Colonel James and Major Boudreaux really liked the job we did and kept us out of KP duty for most of the camp even though the First Sergeant was itching to assign us because he thought we were getting over.If you've never been in the military, the barracks the National Guard troops were assigned were usually rundown because we were "second-class" Army and not "Regular Army". That meant that we had communal showers, trough urinals and a line of toilets, no partitions.I remember one guy, Terry, who was skinny as a rail, about 5'10", but I swear he had a cock isvecbahis (https://isvecbahis.live/) that was thirteen inches long. It looked like a third leg. To make matters even more bizarre, his wife was barely five foot and very petite. We all wondered how she took his huge cock. She probably couldn't swallow when he was fucking her.Many times Chuck and I would arrive at the barracks after everyone else because we had to retrieve the CO and XO from some meeting at Headquarters. We were usually in the shower about the same time. In passing, I had noticed that Chuck had a cock of about eight inches and was much thicker than mine.Our unit was out for bivouac, and as such, Chuck and I spent a lot of time playing cards while waiting in our jeeps for the CO and XO. Sometimes, we would listen to TV on our army radios using the upper frequencies, but we always had to be ready to pick up our officers, no matter what. That meant going to the proper latrine was usually out of the question. Many times we would slip behind a tree, whip it out and water the grass.Two days into our two weeks, the unit was doing some registration firing and CO and XO wanted to watch the Forward Observers, FOs. They are located near where the shells land, so they can radio isveçbahis giriş (https://isvecbahis.live/) adjustments back to the Fire Direction Control, FDC. There were several Regular Army officers onsite watching as well. The CO and XO told us they were going to ride with them (they had a nicer vehicle) and be gone for a couple of hours. We were told not to leave our position because they wanted us to drive them back to base camp."Yes, sir," we replied with a salute and off they went.Chuck and I began a game of cribbage. I always seemed to win. After the first game, he had to take a whiz. Our location wasn't near a manned position so he didn't bother to go behind a tree or anything, just whipped it out. I couldn't help but look as he used two hands to handle his cock.I guess he noticed, saying, "See anything you like?"I felt a flush and I'm sure I turned beet red. I stammered, "Uh... no.""I've seen you looking at it before at the urinal and in the shower. Are you sure?"As guys do, we had been talking about fucking women. I had talked about Maria and what a great fuck she was and how she liked me to eat her after I'd fucked her. He told me about Shannon, his current girlfriend and her sexual expertise. I, also, had mentioned that my neighbor, isveçbahis yeni giriş (https://isvecbahis.live/) Gary, had once asked me to fuck him.For some reason, I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. He began to waggle it slightly, back and forth. It was hypnotic. He walked over and stood right in front of me. I stared directly at his schlong, which was beginning to swell. I felt mine responding in a likewise manner."Touch it... Go ahead. Touch it... No one's around... I won't tell anyone."He wasn't hard, but it was swollen past the point of normal.My cock was beginning to tingle and swell. I saw Chuck look down at my olive drab fatigue pants. They are always sized big for room to move around. I was wearing boxers, not briefs, so it was obvious that my cock was pitching its own tent.He moved closer. "Touch it..... I know you want to. Go ahead."I reached out and ran three fingers over his shaft's surface. He immediately got hard and expanded another inch. No wonder he had such good luck with women."Stroke it."My brain flashed back to my draft physical arcade visit, which made my cock harden into titanium. His cock was so big. I couldn't get my hand around it. I stroked him a few times and a drop of pre-cum appeared, making it glisten in the sunlight."Follow me."He moved between our two jeeps and dropped his pants and underwear. I stood in front of him and he put his hands on my shoulders. They felt like two tons of bricks resting there. I crumbled to my knees.