Date: Sat, 12 Aug 2017 05:38:38 +0200 (CEST)
From: rickthedick@tutanota.com
Subject: American Soldier

	I don't think people realize how horny pre-teen Iraqi boys are,
and how much their culture encourages them to fuck other boys, and as
I discovered, also men. They don't really have any other entertainment,
and especially after the U.S. invasion, that's mostly what they did
for fun. It's not "gay," just a way to get off while waiting to become
old enough to get a woman bride, because dating and pre-marital sex is
not allowed in their country.

	I was sent there as a contractor, after the hostilities were
over, to help build cellphone tower infrastructure. We weren't
supposed to go out of our compound after-hours, but I would anyway. We
wore simple uniforms and I would immediately get surrounded by local
pre-teen boys who would call me "American soldier" even though I was
not a soldier.  These were very exotic boys compared to usual
Americans (most had dark hair, darker skin and blue eyes), who had
learned some English during the war from the soldiers, like "give me
candy" and "fuck you." But they were also children like in every
country, and liked to hang on me, and tug my clothes, and get
attention from me. They also laughed a lot despite their situation and
poverty, which I admired.

	 One tough little boy one time when I was walking into town told
me "I fuck you now, American soldier!" He looked 10 or 11 at most, by
Western criteria, although in his country he may have been as old as
14. He was small, high-voiced, and pre-pubescent, anyway. He had the
exotic blue eyes and somewhat-brown hair, and tanned skin of so many
of them while he grinned at me with evil eyes, and made the universal
masturbating gesture of pumping his fist in front of his crotch while
sticking out his tongue. I just laughed but couldn't help but size him
up with my eyes. He had an awesome, lean body, with thick upper arms
that bulged out his biceps when he curled them up, but there was no
way he was older than 10 or 11 at most.

	He saw me eyeing his body and got even more excited. "Haha, you
want this, American soldier?" he laughed while flexing both his arms.
I'm sure he saw my jaw drop open at his round biceps popping out, and
he suddenly got serious - he was mostly joking before - and excitedly
said "hey, come back with me," gesturing the other way down the road
and toward a vacant building. I told the small crowd of kids I have to
leave, and walked back with that little tough boy. He was super-
serious but a little nervous, and said "American soldier, I only fuck
you, okay? You don't do it to me." I said "yes, of course" and he
relaxed a lot and planted his hand on the small of my back to guide me
into the building.

	We went into a vacant shop, and he pushed me down onto the floor.
He tried to yank my pants down, but it didn't work so I unsnapped and
unzipped them and he quickly pulled my pants and underwear down, then
split apart my ass cheeks and spit so it would land on my asshole. He
had obviously done this before. I was looking back as he took out his
erect cock, which was a good size for a pre-pubescent, I thought at
the time. He couldn't quite get it in, and spit again a couple more
times on both his hand and my asshole until he got it to pop right in.
Once in, he shoved it up easily and leaned over my back while hooking
his hands up around my shoulders at first, then leaned up more and
fucked pretty aggressively while pressing his hands against my mid back.

	All of it felt great. I couldn't really feel his cock in my ass,
just the part rubbing against the opening, but that felt okay as he
pumped into me. He came hard into me, though probably nothing squirted
out, then he dropped his head, sort of giggled, then slapped my face
and called me some word in his language that I immediately knew meant
"bitch!"

	He giggled again and pulled out, pulled up his pants and said
"stupid American soldier!"

	Yea, I felt, I'm a "stupid American solider." But also happy to
take his pre-pubescent cock in my ass, any time he wants.

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