As the trio walked out the door, Gary heaved a sigh of relief, which ended before he could breathe in again. Carol came back through the door with a s...all case in one hand and a grocery bag in the other arm. She set both down carefully and handed him two envelopes. "Read the one from Kirstin first," she told him."Gary," the letter started, "as you heard, Carol has had a shitty time with sex. You get to start turning around her feelings about it. I know you had just one night with Morgan, but it. You look dangerous!’ Hank laughed. He was loving Tom’s reaction. ‘Oh, I think you will,’ Hank said. ‘I think you’ll manage.’ ‘I’ll try. But you guys are going to have to make sure I’m well-greased. I want to enjoy those big dicks of yours.’ ‘What’d I tell you, Bob?’ Hank said, downing the last sip of his beer. ‘The k**’s a regular slut. Right?’ ‘Oh Hank! Is that any way to talk about me? Just because I like taking a big dick up my butt. Does that make me a slut?’ ‘You’re a slut!’ Hank teased.. He grunted appreciatively at my heaving smooth chest and chiselled abs. He told me to flex my arms, and though I wanted to use my guns to deck him, I was caught now, and flexed, showing off my melon biceps and bare pits to the seedy professor. Then he made me drop my pants, and I slipped the thin cotton down, revealing my thick swollen dong, since I didn't wear briefs, permanently half-hard from my brothers' restrictions on cumming. I stood there, humiliated, my buck naked jock body on. . RamadiWe arrived at the motor pool, loaded the Humvee with our gear, the Captain handed me a set of hearing protectors and ordered, "Sgt. Blaine, you're our gunner."The driver walked up, saluted the Captain, saw my hearing protectors and asked, "So, you're the gunner? How many times have you done this before?"I began to answer when the Captain interrupted, "Sgt. Blaine saved our asses in an ambulance convoy in Baghdad - he's a hell of a gunner."I answered, "The one time in Baghdad."I could.