I'm Captain Robert Earl King, USAR (That's a reservist to the uneducated.) I was the leader of Recon team Bravo. We are a part of the 980th Engineerin... Battalion out of Austin, Texas. I am a computer software specialist when at home, working for one of the major software companies in Austin, and I live in Pflugerville, a town just north of Austin. I was raised in western New York and am an avid hiker and outdoorsman.My squad is made up of MSgt. Tom T. Hall; no relation to the country singer.. I replied, “It’s hot as hell.” Mark said, “What’s hot as hell is that you eat the cum. That’s what’s hot.” I just said, “I love eating your cum.”Mark sat up and said, “I need to use your bathroom.”I asked, “Do you need to take a piss?” Mark answered, “Big time.” I told Mark, “Wait right here for just a second.”We were in my finished basement, so I went to the other side in the laundry and got a bucket. I reentered the room where Mark was now sitting naked on the sofa.I asked, “So, you like. My penis was throbbing in its tube, desperate to spurt. If only I could touch it somehow. It wasn't possible. I did what I could with the sensations available.My existence descended into a dark place where my single desire was to push myself over the edge of orgasm. Every part of my being was focussed on obtaining that event. Exhaustion, shortage of air, pain in my overheated legs, pain in my chest, my nipples, my behind, they were all subservient to that desire.I could feel it coming, so close. Little fish usually missed the hook that way, the big ones didn’t throw it back in my face when they went airborne quite so easily. Once in a very long time I would get into a real trophy, I had already taken a half dozen big Trout out of this very lake that were well over 5 pounds. There were the stories though, the ones about the big ones, those 10 pounds and up. The Cutthroat ran around 15 inches, the Rainbows were mostly planted and averaged a foot long or so, it was the big German Browns.
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