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Captain John Watson was never one to put distance between himself and his troops to demonstrate his rank.
So, he did what he usually did every morning.
He strolled into the shared shower area, fully anticipating a full house.
But this time, only one person stood under the water.
They exchanged a subtle nod, and the only thing John observed was that they were about the same height.
However, as most men would attest, overt looks were commonplace.
And John and the stranger were no exception to that rule.
It was always whose penis was larger, plumper, pinker, or more brown in color.
They were usually considerably closer in space in the locker room, which offered a chance to gesture wildly, which meant an unintended touch of another's penis.
Erections were something that frequently occurred, and John’s penis often stood out.
Not bigger or broader, but it stood at attention more frequently than not.
*****
When John entered the locker area, he saw that he and the other man were the only ones present.
As the man had one foot up on the seat, displaying off his 'jewels,' John Watson recognized the come-on.
He could see both his swelling testicles and his enlarged penis.
The man lowered his leg and raised his penis with one hand as if inviting John to participate in whatever way he wanted.
John’s cock hardened as solid as a tree trunk, and he closed the gap and stood as if at parade rest, his feet apart and his hands behind his back.
Their cocks lined up as if engaging in a sword fight, and they touched — tip to tip.
John maintained his position, but it felt to him as if his cock was expanding to its greatest extent ever, and it led him to take a step back.
He rejoined their glans as their tips spouted precum.
John's focus was entirely on the sight of their two cocks as they struggled to maintain tip to tip.
Each appeared to try to equal the viscous fluid that leaked from stiff, eager cocks.
The other man placed a finger in between their cocks and swiped at the gooey substance.
John looked up to watch him suck and lick his finger as he relished in the taste while he stared fixedly at John's face.
John groaned as enormous waves pounded his body, and he began to hurl ribbons and streams of sperm upon his partner's cock.
John heard the man groan and felt his spunk spread across his cock like a water hose unleashed.
*****
John woke up!
He felt the cold, hard floor under him and realized he had lost consciousness.
Had his orgasm been so powerful that he had blacked out?
Incredible!
This had never happened to him before, and he had no clue how long he had been unconscious.
He was so dizzy that he had to rest before he stood, and he became conscious of the pastiness that lingered on his flaccid cock and blonde pubic hair.
And who was that extraordinary individual who made his orgasm so electrifying that it caused him to lose control of himself?
The possibility that he would reencounter him remained uncertain.
*****
This morning’s sunshine felt so good on John’s body that he ran on the Army base’s track longer than intended.
Finished and self-satisfied, he walked into the shower room, where just a few men lingered.
John ignored them but began lathering his body, ridding himself of the morning's sweat.
As the men left, he became acutely conscious of his solitude.
He turned around in response to the sound of someone clearing their throat, and it was— him.
John inhaled deeply and watched as his cock swelled, raised as if saluting, and dripped with his goo so quickly that he believed he would shoot in an instant.
*****
John approached the man, and they faced one other, and their cock tips once more came into contact.
John felt a sudden, intense pulsing in his cock, and it was no surprise that he had to take a few steps back as his cock lengthened.
He stepped in closer and adjusted the positioning of their prick heads once again.
*****
The veins in his cock looked like they were about to explode.
They stood out like rope strands.
Both men were oozing out their juices, and their intentions were quite plain.
John was at a loss as to what action he should take, but before he even had a chance to consider his options, the other man grabbed hold of John's stiff cock.
Because he trembled so badly, John missed grabbing at the man's dick and instead grasped at the man's balls.
John desperately wanted the man to stop holding onto his cock and focus on his balls, but he couldn’t seem to speak.
At that point, both of them let out a tremendous groan of ecstasy, and as the milky goo dribbled over both cocks, they released their grips.
Suddenly, he felt as though his internal organs had exploded, and he spread lines and lines of spunk on the man’s cock and the floor.
*****
He was lying on the floor by himself when he regained consciousness.
He was not as astonished by this discovery this time, although he wished the man had stayed.
Despite his ceaseless searching and his lengthy stays in the shower room, he never encountered him again and never experienced that intense, overpowering orgasm.