You know what it is when you are away from your lover for weeks on end, like when I was with the army in Korea. It was one hell of a war and most of the guys did it I guess.
We are all human and normal red blooded guys who need that certain comfort of a woman or, in dire circumstances (if you are homosexual, or just a bit of both as am I) ) another guy can give because -in Korea there were always more guys than dolls to share those certain delights which helped offset that awful war.
When we got a few hours of freedom my mates and I took to visiting the local dives, as said girls were scarce and all those available were well taken up and the brothels were pounding, and anyway with the number of guys using them I was reluctant to take the risk of picking up crap, and from what I heard all they were good for was just a hard one sided shag, like they were smoking or whatever whilst being shagged and there was no feeling at all.
When I shag a girl I like to feel she is enjoying too otherwise it is no real gratification, but having said that the guys were desperate, we all were - and even I succumbed to the temptation of the 'gobble' - which I should add with me being Bi. was not at all difficult and, as I will tell you, was altogether very satisfying indeed, I guess because the recipient really enjoyed doing it like he was hungry and eating a hot dog in a long roll. Because you see the youngster who did the service, I shall call him Jimmy, a local 18 year old who somehow was not caught up with the war (I never discovered why) carried out a very beneficial side -line I shall call the gobble factor.
"Like a gobble Tommy?" was his tally, such a good looking lad too. I could have gone for the whole hog but he was loyal to his cause so to speak and only offered a gobble, he told me the other was saved for his live -in lover but if I wanted 'the whole hog' as he put it I could contact a number, a girl who liked it both ways, on a card he gave me. Who, he promised, the girl was particular and very clean and always insisted on her client using a condom
He took me into this room which outside was named as Jimmy's massage parlour, said I could have the choice of two specials that day.
"You don't do bog-off's do you?" I joked but I don't think he knew what I was talking about, apparently special number one was for just a straight quickie but, as he mischievously explained, special number two was much more beneficial and satisfying because it would last longer. The mind boggled but for a cost of ten dollars more I thought I'd better make a splash of it after he showed me pictures of the two choices, the second involving a cock-tie which withheld ejaculation which looked very promising given more pictures of Jimmy in action, me wondering just how he got it all into his mouth.
