He'd already shot twoloads this morning and I'd shot none. I absolutely needed to get off so badI was losing all composure."Let me cum, Gus. Come on' ...an, get me off!" I pleaded.Gus chuckled."You really wanna get off, dude?" he asked, now playing with my mind."FUCK YES!" I shouted. "GET ME OFF, GUS! Come on, man PLEASE stop messingaround."He laughed and then began slamming my ass with short and rapid piston fucksas he leaned over and captured the head of my cock in his mouth. His freehand. It’s the implications of this thing. It’s where does my life go from here? ‘I’m still so thankful that she came over that evening. She’s a scientist, and has a wonderfully scientific approach to life’s questions. ‘She just broke it down into a multiple choice kind of scenario for me. And it was like, yes, those are useful thoughts. Glad someone’s brain is functioning right now.’ ‘Nice when the brains function, eh?’ He chuckled. He looked a bit tense, remembering that evening. I realized I. We talked for a while and were dismissed by Maj. Harris.We stopped of at the squad tent to leave John with his squad while I went with Andy to pick up the new squad. Wonder of wonders, with the Army's great wisdom, Andy had a BAR man, but no bazooka team. Hell, with all of the Kraut tanks we were running in to, there was no way he could do without a bazooka. At least, he had a man who had been trained on a bazooka, but he had never been issued one. I told Andy to send everybody out scrounging. When Ralph turned that direction, I said, ‘Why don’t you sit up here at the bar with me? I’d hate for one of your boys to get hurt because you were stupid.’ ‘Are you telling me what to do?’ Ralph asked as he turned toward me. ‘Nope, just making a suggestion,’ I said softly. ‘I’ve known your kind all my life and sooner or later you’ll get stupid. With nothing but that wall behind you, I don’t have to worry about killing anyone by accident.’ Ralph looked around at the bunch riding with him. They.