We were on fire duty again, which meant staying up all night and checking the barracks every hour. This meant we had an hour to sneak off to the latrine for a quickie. We went into the stall and shut the door. I stood on the toilet, my BDU’s at my knees. Tyler didn’t waste any time.
He grabbed my cock and clamped his wet mouth down on my shaft. He sucked me until all 8 inches of my throbbing erection was deep in his throat. I pumped my hips slowly gently fucking his face. I grabbed his shoulders and began to pick up the pace. He gagged when my cock hit the back of his throat. “Jerk off for me,” I said.
He stroked his cock and was quickly rock hard. He moaned as he sucked me off. I fingered my ass as he took a break from my cock to give my balls some attention. He took my swollen sack into his mouth massaging it with the tip of his tongue. I jerked my boner hard and fast. My finger was working overtime in my ass.
Suddenly we heard footsteps. Someone was in the latrine. We didn’t stop. We should have. Getting caught would have made for an awkward morning formation. Tyler’s face was beet red. I knew he was on the verge of cumming. He let out a soft sigh and blew his load, holding his breath so as not to give us away.
Knowing we could get caught at any moment threw Tyler into overdrive. I was overcome with orgasmic sensations moving throughout my body until I couldn’t take it any longer. I shot my load, thick and warm down Tyler’s throat. He took it all like a champ drinking the streams of jizz I had shot.
The toilet flushed. The coast was clear. Tyler looked at his watch and then looked at me. “That must be a record. We still have forty minutes.” I looked at him with a sly grin and said, “Want to switch?”
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