He yelled, ‘Lieutenant, get down. The LT just glanced over his shoulder for a moment at his running PSG then turned his attention back to the speedi...g truck. PSG Simms watched in horror as the blossom of rifle fire came from the truck. He yelled at the lieutenant once again, ‘Sir! GET DOWN!’ The lieutenant had only been with the unit for three days and was thinking with his stateside brain in spite of the training he received. He looked at the PSG once again with a puzzled expression. Finally. His cock sprung free bouncing up and down as he stood there. "Well Ted I guess it's your turn." Matt said.Ted had seen Matt's cock many times too but not in maybe the last four or five years and he was impressed with his size. He looked to be maybe eight inches which was bigger than him and he was thicker too. He stood up and smiled at his two friends. "Okay, here goes." He took off his t-shirt and tossed it onto the floor then unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down and off. He too was. At most I had about a third of each testicle in to the hole, and the pain was deep. Each tug took my breath away as the new ache radiated through my abdomen. I knew if I stopped I would want to push back through to relieve the pain, so I kept rocking side to side. Finally I was nearing half way, the pain was knee buckling. I put my forehead against the wall, leaned my hips back, and raised up on to my toes as fast as I could. Involuntarily I let out a long, low wail, my entire world was the. . just one ... while Flakfortet had much smaller Danish flags everywhere.There was a man, probably Artillery Corps, watching us with binoculars while we were watching him with ours; he followed us all the way around the island. Interesting.Whatever.We didn't stop at either fortet.With Helsingør to our port and Heslingborg to the starboard, we sailed through the narrows and out into the Kattegatt, the big bay between Denmark and Sweden.Then out past Skagen at the tip of the Jutland Peninsula and.