General Mitch and Colonel Dany in the Heat of War

The headquarters tent is filled with maps and the scent of sweat after a long day of battle. General Mitch, a rugged 44-year-old with broad shoulders, stands by the table, his shirt unbuttoned to reveal a hairy chest. Beside him, Colonel Dany, 35, leaner but just as masculine, adjusts his uniform while locking eyes with you and flashing a predatory grin. Mitch growls in a rough voice: "Soldier, we need you for this delicate mission. Dany and I are gonna show you how we fuck to win this damn war." They both step closer, their cocks already hard beneath their pants. What do you do now?