Emerging from the tiny shower cubicle Bob toweled himself dry, as he checked himself out in the mirror, he was nearly six feet tall, his legs were quite hairy but the hair was so blond it hardly noticed, he had the same blond hair up the crack of his arse, this and a dirty blond fuzz at the base of his _c_o_c_k_ and under his arms was the extent of his body hair, he had fairly broad shoulders, a well defined chest not too muscular, a flat stomach, strong legs and a big _c_o_c_k_, Bob loved his _c_o_c_k_ and since he'd been kicked out of the Army his _c_o_c_k_ had been his only means of support which was a bit of a change because up until now Bob's _c_o_c_k_ had been the source of nothing but trouble.
Bob had been a fairly normal kid until his dick had woken up when he was about thirteen, the first erection he really remembered was during a game of cowboys and indians, he'd been on the cowboys side, they'd captured an indian and decided he should be tied spread eagle, as they'd wrestled him to the ground and tied him up Bob's dick got hard. At scout camp when they'd initiated another boy, Bob's dick got hard. At school his dick would get hard if he stomped some one during a rugby match. In short whenever he was in a position of power over another boy or in a position to hurt another boy he got hard.
At fourteen he'd been kicked out of the scouts, during an initiation ceremony he'd used stinging nettles on the boy's arse. He'd been suspended from school on numerous occasions for bullying and had been eventually expelled at the age of sixteen when a boy had been knocked unconscious.
Bob's father had blamed the school's lack of discipline and had pressured his son to join the army believing that it would make a man of him. Bob actually took to the army like the proverbial duck to water, he enjoyed the physical training, he loved being in the company of other young blokes, his _c_o_c_k_ still ruled his thoughts and he was wanking four or five times a day usually in the toilets which was about as close to privacy as he could find.
After basic training Bob was posted to a transport company, he learned to drive, got his bike licence and bought the GPZ550, in the evenings he learned martial arts and boxing, his build and strengthening physique made him a natural for both. Boxing and martial arts were also the perfect outlet for Bob's _c_o_c_k_, it was easily the biggest _c_o_c_k_ in the company and Bob got a real buzz just strutting naked to the showers, Bob's biggest thrill came in the ring or on the mat, it got to the stage where just putting on the boxing guard or the judo suit gave him a hard on. If the guy he was fighting was a little smaller than him and he could totally dominate the match his big _c_o_c_k_ would blow its load as he beat the crap out of his opponent.
Bob was kicked out of the army just before his twenty first birthday after three months in military detention following an incident in a local pub when Bob had beat the living daylights out of a young lad who had stared at Bob's big _c_o_c_k_ in the pub's toilet.