My name is Jeff. I am a 38-year-old man working as a truck driver in Iraq. I have been over here for almost two years. This day started just like almost everyday here. Alarm goes off at 04:30. Get dressed. Be to work at 06:00. Lunch is at 11:30. And I would get off work at 18:30. That's 6:30 p.m. for you non-military types. Then back to my room to take a shower and be in bed by 21:00; just to wake up and do it all again.
One day I was sitting having lunch with a friend of mine, Jason, he is 35 and very athletic. He does the gym thing to pass the time here; he also runs a lot. So as you might guess he's in pretty good shape. We never really talk about anything important, just normal every day things. Making rude comments about ladies asses walking by and laughing about it. You know - normal guy stuff. That's when I told him I was having problems with my computer.
"What kind of problems," he asked.
"I can't get online, and I don't know why."
"I'm pretty good at computers," he said. "Want me to come by tonight and see if I can fix it for you?"
"Hey, that would be great if you don't mind."
"No I don't mind. I'm going running tonight; I'll stop by."
"Hey, I got to get back to work my lunch break is almost over. I'll see ya' later."
After that I went back to work and finished my shift then went back to my room, like I always do. I took a shower and turned my computer on.
It was almost 19:30 when there was a knock on my door. It was Jason. He was standing there wearing a sweat-soaked T-shirt and a pair of nylon running shorts. I invited him in and offered him a drink.
"Yes, I'd love a bottle of water if you got it."
In Iraq, you always keep water in the fridge. As he sat down, he placed his keys and his cell phone on the desk. I handed him the bottle of water. He took a quick drink then turned to my computer and started working. I knelt down on one knee beside him so I could watch what he was doing. I couldn't help but notice the bulge his cock was causing in the thin shorts he was wearing. They were soaked in sweat causing them to become almost transparent. I could even make out the outline of the head of it. I could tell his was much larger than mine was.
It only took him about 5 minutes or so before my home page popped up on the screen.
"Hey you fixed it," I exclaimed.
"Yes, it was easy you just had something set wrong. Want me to show you something else?" he asked.
"Sure," I said, still kneeling beside him.
Jason turned toward me and reached between his legs pulling his shorts aside, fully exposing his cock and balls to me.
I couldn't help but look. Then I said, "What the fuck are you doing man? Put that thing away."