Last week, we published a military doctor's very useful field guide to masturbating while on active duty. Unsurprisingly, it elicited plenty of comment on the topic from experienced servicepeople, some of which we have collected for your enjoyment. Got anything to add? Leave a comment in the discussion below. I'm in the Army, and one time in the field, a female colleague of mine rubbed one out when she was in her sleeping bag one night outside.
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Gay Military men do it best — for real! Given the nature of this site, I decided to come up with 10 great reasons you should be setting your sites on gay guys in the military. What follows are 10 solid reasons why gay military men do it best and why you need to start dating one now! Most people in the military are good listeners but gay men in uniform are particularly skilled in this area. Most of us are protective by nature and our training only amplifies this instinct. And yes — we tend to be territorial but not in a bad way.
U.S. Military Paying for Gender Reassignment Treatment for Troops
The United States military formerly excluded gay men , bisexuals , and lesbians from service. In , the United States Congress passed, and President William "Bill" Clinton signed a law instituting the policy commonly referred to as " Don't ask, don't tell " DADT which allowed gay, lesbian, and bisexual people to serve as long as they did not reveal their sexual orientation. Although there were isolated instances in which service personnel were met with limited success through lawsuits, efforts to end the ban on openly gay, lesbian, and bisexual people serving either legislatively, or through the courts initially proved unsuccessful. In , two federal courts ruled the ban on openly gay, lesbian, and bisexual service personnel unconstitutional, and on July 6, , a federal appeals court suspended the DADT policy.
The sergeant and I stared at each other for a moment as the office door shut. Only seconds earlier, we both stood silent, hands clasped behind our backs respectfully, as a noncommissioned officer stood inches from my face and threatened to end my career. As we left the office, the sergeant searched for something consolatory to say. His words, and any comfort I might have taken from them, fell flat.