When the air war started in mid-January, we were ready to go. As usual, JT was the designated sniper and I was the spotter on our two-man team, he was...consistently a marginally better shooter than I was. We were responsible for providing over watch near the rescue. We were the first in and the last out, usually picked up thirty to sixty minutes after everyone else had left, by a separate chopper. The first week there wasn’t much action. There were aircraft shot down, but there wasn’t a thing we. . he had a projector!Ron headed to the kitchen and I heard the clink of dishes. I remembered he had talked about tea the first time we had met, which was a British thing. “Oh, Ron, you don’t have to...”“Nonsense!” he said as he came back into the living room, a tray in his hands. “I always keep m’self ready for a cuppa in case friends drop by.”As he put the tray down I considered Ron. He seemed like a nice guy, certainly friendly, and other than Monday, who lived a few miles away, I didn’t have. Rub your juices all over the head of his cock and lick it off. (Never tasted yourself? Try it! You're quite yummy!)Extreme SuckingLike extreme sports, this one isn't for everyone. But some guys simply love to be sucked as hard and long as you can. Think vacuum cleaner on overdrive. Hollow your cheeks and go for it! (But remember to ask him if he wants to try this, first, and stop when he tells you to!)Ice Is Nice, Heat is NeatTemperature change during a blowjob can be a lot of fun to play with.. That small button of flesh wasthe most sensitive spot in the whole universe. The virus programmed it tobe more sensitive than any genetic female's ever could be. He pinched andsqueezed hard, and I could only struggle helplessly. I started to realizewhat it meant for a girl to get - wet. I was mortified at that feeling,as I prided myself as a guy that gets chicks to get wet - and now I amwet!Then something happened that almost made me pass out. He startedinserting a giant dildo / vibrator into.