Out in the field, weeks at a time, with no privacy and no way to satisfy your most basic needs and urges. Sometimes men need to take matters into their own hands and find alternate means to get off. It just made sense, with no women around they needed to do something, and as men, they knew that a group of horny men in their sexual prime with no way to release was a recipe for disaster. Especially when those men were hot, frustrated and carrying guns. They talked it over and came to the only real solution.  They would have to man up and assist each other in busting a nut. If they all participated and promised never to tell a soul, it would be OK. After another thirty minutes of heated discussion it was decided, almost unanimously, that Pete would be the first one. They told him that it was just guys helping each other out and that it wasn’t gay.

So he hesitantly agreed to go first. As he got down on his knees he looked each of them in eyes and said loudly, “No homo”. It was weird at first. He noted that his squad mates were all really well hung. The feeling of the first cock in his mouth was different than he expected, like a steel rod wrapped in soft, smooth flesh. He did his best knowing that this was necessary and that his buddies would soon do the same for him. He was surprised when the cock exploded into his mouth, weeks worth of pent up nut juice shot into him. The force was overwhelming, shot after shot of warm cum blasting the back of his throat. The cock pulled out and was immediately replaced with the next one. By the time everyone finished up, Pete’s jaw was really sore and his stomach was distended from all of the loads he had swallowed, pushing tight against his bulletproof vest. He was exhausted, but felt good that he could help out all of his mates.

That was two months ago and Pete is still waiting for one of the other guys to reciprocate.