Getting good jerk-off time is nearly fucking impossible, especially out in the field. If you aren't bunking down in the middle of a campsite with everyone watching you, it's always that one guy who has to “just stop in” right at the wrong moment.
So you get quiet. Sneaky. Fucking stealth ninja of jerking off.
You arrange your sleeping bag so the sound of hands against cock against nylon don't wake up the team. You go for long walks, to “get some air”.
And if, sometimes, your CO's name is on your lips, that's between you and him.
This The Losers story was written by Kate Bolin. If you liked it, there's plenty more at http://www.dymphna.net/fanfic/. And you can feedback her at dymphna@dymphna.net.