<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff40bf">The room was dimly lit and damp, a musky scent wafting through the small air vents. The supply depot's doors were locked tight though, with a door added to make sure the scent didn't escape, and that nothing came in either. Brad's own uniform was still on, but he was in a rush to get it off at the moment. His blue eyes were already undressing his secret lover and eager for more. Still despite this, he needed to be patient. You couldn't rush things like this after all, and they at least had an hour together without being uninterrupted. He gently pushed his lips against his, while his hands began to slowly curve along his side until they rested at the other soldier's hips. <br/>
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He worked quickly to undo the buckle and button of the military uniform and set the aching member free. How long had it been? He couldn't even remember at this point, and now he didn't even care if it was a man or not. As a man, no as a human, he had sexual needs that he needed to set free. Just going and jerking it wasn't enough any more. He needed to feel the warmth of another person, and there was truly nothing like it. When he felt the warm member gently throb within his hand he let out a sigh of approval. Soon his fingers curled around the shaft before starting a steady but gentle pumping motion. </span>