middle aged veterans and history buffs whose special interest is planes 🤝 gen z girls and gays who know that an f-14 is a plane because of top gun

Let's fight

A Pause Before Sunset - Rob Walters

Private Farter

"Shut up fucker! You'll get us caught. Private Thomas whispered into Private Kyle's ear. "Dude... are we screwed?!" Kyle was terrified as the enemies gathered closer. "I'll shut you up..." Thomas grinned as he sat on Kyle's lap as they hid behind a tree. "Bro... I..." Kyle was gay... Thomas knew this. He also knew something else. "Shut up... or I'll leave you speechless... they're coming." Thomas threatened Kyle as he folded forward. An intense heat hit Kyle's lap followed by a rancid smell."Just inhale... faggot..." Thomas whispered to Kyle to make him shut up. He felt Kyle's boner poking upwards against his camo pants. Thomas started to rub his ass against it. Kyle was on cloud nine, sniffing the air as quietly as he could. When he felt another wave of heat hit his crotch, Kyle started to rub himself against the heavy weight of his fellow soldier. "Fuck. it stinks out here... something fucking farted..." the men looking for their enemies backed away, running away from Thomas's stink. "Dude…. you think they left?!" Kyle was still nervous, but even more he was pent up with sexual energy. He needed release BAD. "I think they did... which is good... tucking hard to keep these bombs silent." Thomas ripped a fart that was spectacular. BBBBRRRRPPPHHHHBBRRRR...Kyle's eyes rolled to the back of his head as Thomas was deadweight in his lap. As the fart grew more powerful, Kyle jazzed in his pants. "That'll learn ya, faggot! Next time you wanna whine about a situation like that and get us caught, I'll push your faggot ass right in front of them so I can escape." Thomas stood up and walked away while tanning his ass of the rancid SBD he was leaving in his path. Kyle was sitting there exhausted from the stink of Thomas's gas, and the feeling from shooting his load. As he got up, he ran closer to Thomas. "Thomas... you didn't mean that right? We'll be okay?" Kyle looked worried. "Yeah buddy... I won't hurt you... you're too fun to fart on..." Thomas grinned as they made their way back to a nearby bunker. It was going to be one smelly night.

Can't risk a fire so we'll sleep close for warmth.

Model  automatic1111 SD1.6, brutalmix_v10 AI generated then manipulations, enhancements and touch ups in Affinity Photo 2. This model features loras and embeddings created by "MaleJoy," "EDG" and "Nerfgun3" on civitai.com.

ice, glaring mav dead in the eye, Disappointed Face on full blast: you were irresponsible, flagrant with the rules, and jesus, mav, you acted like a fucking child-

mav, nodding solemnly: yessir

*twenty minutes later*

goose, sighing and shaking his head: you didn’t hear a single goddamn word, did you?

mav, also sighing, but dreamily, as he imagines the look on ice’s face: nope

military man bound gagged and blindfolded

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