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Click hereAs the fire spread, I heard myself say, "Shit, eat my ass, eat it. Oh yeah." Then my cum gushed in fiery blasts deep into the little man's bowels. I left my cock fully imbedded for several minutes as the little man held onto the chair and then I pulled out watching my cum ooze out of his hole and slide down his legs.
To say I felt fabulous would be an understatement, I felt powerful and elated. I slapped the little man's ass and pushed him into the chair like a used tissue. As for the man who'd been servicing my asshole, I sat back on the sofa spread my legs and told him to clean me with his mouth from asshole to navel, and he did.
Jimmy still sucked Dale's cock like a baby at a nipple. After I'd rested, I got up and pulled Dale out of his mouth, demanded our money which Dale paid promptly and gave myself a final wipe on my towel. As I did that so did Jimmy. We dressed, left the club in silence and returned to the airport -- I told Jimmy, "This is our secret, our business, deal?" and we shook on it. Jimmy went home on leave then off to California; I went to my sisters in St. Louis and Georgia. And that was that.
OK. I will buy into drunken Jimmy's character & actions. He's young & stupid. Even though still young himself, I find Sarge's behavior too fast to believe. Overall I just felt uncomfortable reading about the soldiers' situation. Even in fiction they deserve a break. l