TRASH.”I felt ropes and ropes of semen stream into my ass.We both laid there, with his cock still inside me. I don’t know what happens now.Some guys on base…they have larger, girthier dicks.Am I supposed to handle those now?Why am I…excited thinking about that?Fuck…I don’t know if I’ll ever “journal” again, but I needed to write this one out.Maybe I’ll document future experiences…I don’t know.Damn…not sure how to sign-off on a journal.Until next time,Lieutenant BlakeTo get in touch with the author, send them an email. Gay sex Should’ve said something sooner.”Buster began thrusting his hips onto my left quad. LOAD. No, I wasn’t staring, I swear.”“You call me ‘sir’, you hear me? He was a truly inspiring manHe worked so hard that he involuntarily inspired everyone around him to push themselves harder.So the fourth time I saw him at the gym, I paid closer attention to his choice of clothing.He wore short, tight Navy shorts, a sleeveless compression shirt, and Nike socks/shoes.On this particular day, I happened to be passing by as Buster was using the leg-press machine.His shorts were so short, you could see these white straplines.It was a jockstrap. You like my sweaty jockstrap. FUCK.He removed his jockstrap, placed it right next to me on the bench, and walked to the
