Cock of Valor [M] [F]

I sometimes tell my wife stories in bed. Sometimes she puts out if I inspire her enough. I’ve never tried to write them down. This is my first attempt. A bit tongue in cheek, it’s inspired by my fondness for porn and action movies. Would love to know what y’all think.
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Captain Tom Henderson breathed a sigh as he sat heavily on his bed in the officer’s barracks outside Tel Aviv. The British Special Air Service Regiment had a secret forward base in Israel which allowed rapid deployment to the conflict hotspots in Iraq and Syria. Two days of operations in Syria had taken a toll on him and although his body ached, the adrenalin still coursed through his veins. Once the bloodlust was raised, it was very hard to sate. He could still smell the smoke from high-explosive rounds on his skin and the chatter of small arms fire echoed in his skull.

He reached into his pack and pulled out a satellite phone. Operators in the SAS who were deployed abroad were granted this special privilege. The device was equipped with special encryption technology to protect him and his family from surveillance by the terrorist networks who considered these elite soldiers such a valuable target.

Cock of Valor [M] [F]

I sometimes tell my wife stories in bed. Sometimes she puts out if I inspire her enough. I’ve never tried to write them down. This is my first attempt. A bit tongue in cheek, it’s inspired by my fondness for porn and action movies. Would love to know what y’all think.
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Captain Tom Henderson breathed a sigh as he sat heavily on his bed in the officer’s barracks outside Tel Aviv. The British Special Air Service Regiment had a secret forward base in Israel which allowed rapid deployment to the conflict hotspots in Iraq and Syria. Two days of operations in Syria had taken a toll on him and although his body ached, the adrenalin still coursed through his veins. Once the bloodlust was raised, it was very hard to sate. He could still smell the smoke from high-explosive rounds on his skin and the chatter of small arms fire echoed in his skull.

He reached into his pack and pulled out a satellite phone. Operators in the SAS who were deployed abroad were granted this special privilege. The device was equipped with special encryption technology to protect him and his family from surveillance by the terrorist networks who considered these elite soldiers such a valuable target.