[CADET'S LETTER]
Dear Pops,
Dear Pops,
How are 'ya? It has been a fun seven months here at citizen's army training. Thank you for enrolling me here. Look at my uniform! I look really sleek, eh? As you can see, my body's become really buff from all the training. My clothes barely fit me anymore!
My platoon commander have always emphasized that I showed extreme potential. He said I was just like you when you were both in training. He sends his regards to you. He told me you had been really close.
See the other picture I sent you? Yeah. That's a freaking armalite. Here allowed me to touch it. He even let me do some target shooting. It's cool! Other trainees did not get this same chance. He said I was special.
And the other pic. That's me flexing. Damn pops, do you imagine me getting this big?! Gawd. He trains me like crazy. Giving me all these supplements. I got really beefed up. He likes to touch my muscles.
In the evening he gives me a special training, one he doesn't give to the other cadets. I would come to his sleeping quarters after weightlifting and then we'd strip off. Then he'd fuck me hard. Gawd. I thought fucking post pussy was tiring. Getting fucked is definitely more exhausting, especially when he orders me to ride him. I always get crazy cardio and orgasms.
At first, I didn't like the idea because it was fag stuff. But when he told me that you two did it all the time when you were both younger, I agreed. Gawd. Pops! You need to fuck me soon. Visit me here. Fuck me too!
Love,
Your son
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