At once I saw a finger in one of the holes - why not, I thought -first try out the competition. I peeled down my jeans and let my 8 incher flop into v...ew. I guided it to the hole and allowed only the head to go through – at once it was surrounded by a velvety tongue and soft lips. This was going to be good, I thought.I was not disappointed. My sucker had wet lips and ran them up and down my rod while I pressed hard against the glory hole. “My God,” I thought, “I never want to leave!” Remember,. I push my fingers in, forcing his tight pucker out to maybe half an inch wide. I twist my fingers, trying to spread that clenched ring of muscle, to stretch it without tearing it. I want to break Jimmy, but I don’t want to be taking a kid to the ER and have to explain a torn anus or, worse, a perforated bowel. I feel my fingers start to catch on the tender membranes of his rectum, and squirt more lube directly at his hole, using my fingers to work it in and enjoying the little grunt as the cool. It was plain as they were dressing me that there was no way I was walking anywhere. The thrill of pleasure I got when the Sergeant came back in and told me that they would be walking to an evac site some miles away and he would be carrying me in his arms was shocking to me. I tried to contain myself, but it was a loosing battle. For most of that long night, I was snuggled in the very strong arms of my savior, only being carried in the even taller and bulkier Private Ustinov's arms for a short. After about a half hour you come out of the bathroom wrapped up in a big fluffy cotton rode, you see me lying on the bed nude. I have drifted of to sleep. You come over to the bed, I have not woken yet. You slide into the bed next to me, I open my eyes and we kiss. It is gentle and loving. You continue to kiss me but not on the lips you are moving all over my body. You kiss my nipples, stomach, moving down lower. My cock has begun to harden from the excitement brought on by all the kisses. Your.