Jumpmaster Disaster

Rod was a kid from a small mining town in Pennsylvania. He did well in class and was a wonder on the football field. He eventually got a football scholarship to a university down in Florida where he got an engineering degree.

Soon after, he got his first real job at the coal mining plant back in his home town. Back home for the first time in years, and eager to find some of his old pals, he decided to go to down to a local bar that he and his friends used to frequent. When he got there he ran into a buddy of his on his way out. They quickly decided to go inside to have a beer together and catch up. His friend went on to tell him that he had joined the military after high school to become a paratrooper.

“Wow that sounds awesome! What was your training like?” Rod asked.

The friend replied, “It was a really great experience and I really learned a lot. The only problem was getting used to jumping out of an air plane. The first time I ever went up in a plane with a parachute I was last in line to jump. And my jumpmaster was this big black trunk of a man with a booming voice and an angry look on his face. When it was finally my turn to jump, I walked up to the door, grabbed the handles and froze up. The instructor looked at me and said, ‘JOHNSON! JUMP OUT OF THIS PLANE RIGHT NOW!’ where I replied ‘I can’t sir, my body just won’t move!’. He then said, ‘IF YOU DON’T JUMP OUT OF THIS PLANE RIGHT NOW I AM GOING TO PUT MY DICK STRAIGHT UP YOUR ASS!’ and then he proceeded to pull out the biggest blackest dick I have ever seen in my life! I was absolutely terrified and I didn’t know what to do!”

“So… what happened? Did you jump?” Rod asked.
“Yea, a little at first” he said.