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Military Man Meat – Stiff-Dicked Exercise

“For five minutes we stood there, eyes down, working our cocks, discreetly checking in on each other. It wasn’t mentioned, but we both knew we were looking, comparing, seeing how the other worked their meat. I knew it when I started rubbing my helmet and Jackson followed, copying my gesture and massaging his precum into his spongy helmet.”

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