But off balance I was, which might explain why I did not pause to reflect on how my shy, retiring, librarian niece was completely comfortable with the...fact that the conversation had devolved to masturbation and circle jerks.I didn’t take her question seriously. No fifteen-year-old girl seriously wants to know which man gave a cry of exultation as his penis erupted, before any of the other four penises in the circle erupted. Especially since she only knew one of the men in the circle. That would. I remembered it as if it was yesterday and all of a sudden, I was there in that time in that place. Yes I remembered it like it was yesterday.I had been home on leave before heading back to Nam for my third tour. I liked it over there, I guess because no one was ever shooting at me like most of the other fellas over there. I was in administration, a Sergeant in the Army, E-6 on my way to an E-8 by the time I retired after my twenty. Anyway, I was heading back to Fort Ord near Monterey and I. I kept begging them to make me come over and over again. If I wasn't begging to come, I was begging for another man to fuck me. Then, after the last man got off me, the woman I had watched being fucked as much as I had been walked over to the bed. The way the camera was placed we could not see her face. The way the light was and the shadows I could see it was a woman, but not her face. She bent to kiss my tummy and her hair covered her face.But when she moved on the bed, she straddled my head. I was nearly naked and the only thing he had taken off had been his shirt. I then made a startling comeback and had it all evened up. We were both sitting there on his bedroom floor in just our underwear. I glanced over at his crotch and noticed a tent being raised in his under. He was getting hard. I guess erections are contagious because moments later I had a rock jar boner as well. The next hand was big. It would determine who lost. He won that hand and I had to slide my underwear off.