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Returning Veterans[For a thoughtful fan, and his nice feedback…Air Artist!]For whatever reason, I began getting a surprising number of texts regarding my glory hole from returning solders from Afghanistan. The first had been a month before, and soon after that, whether the guy was telling other veterans about me, or it was just coincidence, I soon had, at the very least, three, and even sometimes four soldiers dropping by my glory hole—a DAY! Like the saying goes: ‘When it rains, it pours!’Typically, there was very little chatting going on between us when they were there (and that was fine), but after awhile, I started realizing that almost everyone of these guys, to one degree or another, had a lot of—shall I say ‘energy?’ ‘Lust?’ ‘Frustration?’ Even a little bit of ‘aggression’ going on inside of them; and that this was perhaps a big part of why they were seeking out my glory hole! Don’t get me wrong! I was by no means disappointed, let alone unhappy, with the sudden increase in cocks to suck, and balls to drain! I was thrilled, if anything! So I was pretty mercenary in my view of what was going on, but I became aware that these different returning veterans were perhaps in even greater need of my services than tekirdağ escort bayan I! (And, not to sound as if I’m mocking patriotism, because I’m not—but I began thinking of sucking these returning soldiers cocks as my own, individual way, of doing MY so-called ‘patriotic duty’ to these various guys who had, after all, seen, done, and been through some very serious shit while defending the rest of us!)One of the most common themes I heard from these veterans, was that, unlike earlier soldiers in places like Viet Nam, for them in the Islamic world, there was absolutely NO sex between soldiers and Afghan females. Zero. Zip. Nada. Neit. There was sex between some of the troops, of course, but often none—and so returning home, these young guys were practically exploding with frustrated sexual urges and desires; and the number one, overriding urge the came home with was to either fuck some woman, any woman, like crazy, or, it that wasn’t a possibility, then lots and lots of masturbation (and plenty of porn to go with it), or, failing that, a blow job, and blow job by whoever was willing to give it; and that benefited me!Most of these horny veterans came hot and fast, and then left without a word; and escort tekirdağ that was fine (I loved the enthusiasm of such hurried moments), but I also enjoyed those guys who didn’t hurry too fast to come; and gave me the chance to savor their cocks!There were A LOT of beautiful cocks! I savored each and everyone of them; sometimes fast, and sometimes slow; but I enjoyed each and everyone just the same. The younger guys were the most ‘energetic’, and frequently the same guy would drop back later the same day for a second draining, and I was more than happy to relieve them of that burdensome load! Though most of these veterans didn’t tend to reveal much of their own personal lives (and I didn’t enquire), I did glean that probably two thirds were married, and yet, for whatever reason, these soldiers were having trouble reestablishing intimate relations with their spouses; and they came to me, instead! Not a single one of these solders ever admitted to being gay (in fact, they were adamant that they were NOT); but I didn’t care! What I wanted was to suck their cocks, and swallow a load of their cum! Period. Nothing more. Nothing less. Simple. Straight forwards. Uncomplicated. Direct.A glory hole reduces everything tekirdağ escort down to a cock, and a set of balls, poking through a hole in the wall. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less. There are white cocks. Brown cocks. Yellow. Red. And black cocks. But for me, Dr. Cocksucker, they were all lovely cocks!Though I did feel sorry for the trauma’s these various soldiers may have underwent, I knew that all I could really do for them was to provide them with means of ‘venting’ at least some of the emotional energy those experiences had left them effected by. Was me sucking them off a healthy way of decompressing, of winding down, of letting off pent-up steam? Was I some sort of ‘crisis counselor?’ Probably not quite, but the fact that many of these young veterans kept coming back, again and again and again—surely indicated that I was doing ‘something’ good for them! So I’d like to think at least! (‘Doctor Cocksucker! Can you help a guy out?!’) I’m only partly joking. I’d be thrilled if I knew that I had actually helped them through some tough times, as I worked their cock and balls over through the glory hole!Each time one of them would unload—I loved thinking that I was ‘siphoning off’ something more than just a load of sperm, but a little bit of whatever bad had happened to them over in Afghanistan! I like the idea of being Dr. Cocksucker doing his part to heal the wounds, hidden as well as the more obvious, that these young soldiers suffered for our sakes!The End
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