G soldier diary

We were led by a lean, thin, black volunteer senior. His face was angular and exuded the charm of a G-movie actor. We took raincoats in a hut.

「1、2、3、4、5、6、7….」他一边丢一边数著数量。

"Dry, it's so stuffy." Senior G sweated profusely, lifted his clothes up, and exposed his entire upper body around his neck. Abdominal muscles with extremely low body fat, bullet-like muscles, and dark nipples on both sides are right in front of your eyes. , Occasionally a few drops of sweat dripped.

Platoon leader Zeze!I sign!I sign immediately!Give me paper!

I want to stay here!Tell me which unit is this? (Don't even know the name of the unit?)

"45, 46... plus 9!" The G film senior lost nine raincoats in one breath, and he was suddenly stunned.

"46 plus 9"

"46 plus 9..." His abs were glistening with sweat.

"What is 46 plus 9?" he asked.

"55." Sekai replied.

"Okay! 55! 56, 57, 58!" Senior G film continued to throw the raincoat.

Wait a minute, what's up with this IQ?

What kind of life do volunteers usually lead?Hit yourself with a dumbbell every day?

Is it really impossible to have both muscle lines and brain...

I'm sorry for the personnel officer, let me think about it again. After all, the contract lasts for four years. I still have to find a man with a good figure and intelligence. (What is the sign?)

During exercise time in the afternoon, platoon leader Zeze said that he could play basketball. This was the first time we used a basketball court in the camp.

"Report to the team!" the black dog Ayi barked from the side.

"Come on! Do you want to fight?" Yu Hong said.

Damn it, I'm super gay and I'm not interested in basketball. Gays just want to play women's volleyball!I hate baseball and football the most.

"Let's go." I remembered the title of rebounding champion in high school.When I was a student, being gay was really tiring. I had to be able to play basketball, throw hydrangea, play CS, and love boxes.

Sure enough, during the whole playing process, I just kept grabbing rebounds and blocking hot pots.I don't care about dribbling, three-pointers, and former center guards. After all, I'm super gay and I can't even dribble. (Creating stereotypes again)

"Damn, the hands are too long." Ah Yi puffed under his armpit.

Relying on my simple hands and feet, I played basketball with tears in my eyes.

The whole stadium was covered with men's sweat, and I began to smell some different smells of men, just like a demented demon sucking human happiness and Wukong's energy bomb.

"There is no need to grab rebounds at all!"

"It's too ridiculous." The melancholy man frowned and smiled.

The smell of this man's sweat dripping into the soil is the source of my energy! (How abnormal is it?)

Suddenly, while looking at his teammate who was dribbling, A Yi backed up quickly, and his ankle hooked my foot.

I opened my mouth but couldn't make a sound, A Yi leaned back, a similar thing seemed to have happened.

I frowned, and I could almost feel the adrenal glands bursting out, my pupils dilated and my vision was clear, my muscles shook and I turned around and stretched out my hands.A Yi instinctively waved his hands, grabbed my hand directly, and pulled me to the ground.

There is only one thought, which is to protect his head.

I protected the back of his head with my other hand, and they fell together.

"bump."

I just feel that the puppy man's short hair is full of sweat, and his body smells like a galloping hummer.I'm on top of him, my chin resting on his forehead.Dry, it hurts enough.

Slowly propped up, our eyes met, I saw his beautiful eyes clearly, frowning and whining in a daze, his legs were spread, and I felt something soft under his crotch with one leg.When I recovered, I immediately looked away and stood up, pulling him up.

"Damn...it hurts, I thought I was going to die just now." A Yi stood up slowly with his hideous and deep silhouette covered in sweat.

"Hey, are you all right?" People gathered around.

"How could it be okay, please." Ayi patted me in embarrassment. "Hey, savior, are you alright?"

"It seems... okay? 』I checked the tingling arm, two elbows, two pieces of broken skin, and the right leg just now, the feeling of pressing a soft thing.

"Don't blame me! You don't have to drag me! You just let me die..." Ayi and I sat aside to rest, joking.

"I didn't really want to save it either, my body moved on its own. 』

"North!" he smiled. "It would be fine if you were a woman just now, it's disgusting when two men hug each other."

"Ha, how evil it is! 』I should have let you fall to your death just now, and if you didn’t fall to your death, you would step on it twice with high heels?

"But I was touched by you just now. If you were a woman, I would definitely date you." He looked at me with thick eyebrows and gave me a thumbs up with a swearing look.

This homophobic guy who has always encountered gay things is still studying design, even if you are gay, I will not date you, what kind of personality! (How many stereotypes do you want to create)

Night is the time to enslave the platoon leader Zeze.

"Later!" Everyone was watching a movie in a place with a projector next to the restaurant, constantly instructing Ze Ze to go in and press the fast forward of the player, in order to adjust to the progress of watching yesterday.

"We see further back, further back!" The screen jumps again.

The white platoon leader walked out of the screening room.

"Later!"

The platoon leader went in again, pressed fast forward, and then walked out.

"More!!" Everyone shouted in unison.

The platoon leader went in again.

In my life, I have never seen such a commanding platoon leader, he is simply our slave.

I looked at everyone who was watching the movie, those who were drinking, those who were sleeping, and those who were smiling.Is this really a soldier?This night, my mind is full of the plot of the movie, but there is no one to discuss the plot.The platoon leader just fed us film after film, but didn't bother to discuss the plot at all, just like the number one who has been working hard, no matter whether you are happy or not, or the number zero who cares about his own pleasure, he doesn't call to listen to it a few times.

The daily tasks seem to be sweeping the floor and moving things, and watching the neighbors sleep.