We certainly don’t need to go into details about how I came to this strip, but I’ll say it involved me jerking off and porn. Surely I’m not the only one that has experienced this scenario…
You’re alone in a dimly-lit room, the shades are drawn and you’re hunched over your laptop with your pants undone, enjoying your favorite ‘Tube site of two consenting adults engaging in the most grotesque displays of coitus one can imagine. Only this time, something isn’t right. At first, you try to ignore the medium-reg haircut and convince yourself that maybe he’s just very clean-cut or Mexican. But alas, as the clothes come off and his tattoos reveal, you may often find the markings of the beast seared upon his flesh.
There’s some strange mental barrier that makes it nearly impossible to jerk off to any adult entertainment when you know the guy is a Marine. Not to divulge too greatly into cliches, but Marines often feel like family–and since when would you ever want to gaze upon a nude family member on your screen while touching your genitals inappropriately?
Hopefully, the answer is never.
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