Date: Mon, 3 May 2010 09:23:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: R Ranger <bn2rumpranger@yahoo.com>
Subject: Christmas Cocks Chapter 36

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pure entertainment. The story contains sexually explicit behavior between
consenting males. If you are not of legal age to read such material or are
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Christmas Cocks
By The Rumpranger

Chapter 36: Shots Fired Man Down

After the shots were fired people were screaming and running. Police and
fire rescue started flocking around checking me out for injuries and then
congratulating Corey for his quick action. Before I knew it I was on my
feet being hustled into an awaiting SUV. The windows were dark. I couldn't
see a thing. In a matter of seconds the vehicle was moving. We were on the
way back to Fort Sam with lights flashing and radios crackling
instructions. Corey was holding me close in the back seat his arms wrapped
the flack vests surrounding me.

The armor protective vests made it hard for me to see anything or hear much
of anything. Finally, back at Fort Sam I was rushed inside the Provost
Marshall's office for a final meeting to determine my future in the Army or
not. Eventually all concerned with my future met in a big conference room
where there was coffee and bottles of water. After a few minutes all in the
room came to order when the Post Commander entered the room followed by the
Provost Marshall.

The Post Commander said, "I'm glad to see you're okay Specialist Masten,
and I want to formally thank Specialist Pender for being there to save your
life. He acted heroically and will be rewarded for his heroism."

"I'll second that," said the Provost Marshall.

The Post Commander regained the conversation stating, "Specialist Masten
the Army has decided to drop all charges into the matter of your
involvement in SGT Alvarez's death. Furthermore, the Army will not proceed
with any of the other charges pending under the Uniform Code of Military
Justice. After much investigation by C.I.D. there is no evidence of any
wrong doing. The only thing I think that might be considered inappropriate
is your interaction with and staying off post with a permanent party NCO,
but with both of you attending the same civilian school that's somewhat
understandable."

"Thank you, Sir."

Major Winters spoke up stating, "You have a few options at this
point. First off the Army will offer you an Honorable Discharge if you are
so inclined with full benefits and entitlements. Second, you may resume
your advanced medical training in about six weeks, or you may opt for new
MOS training."

"There is one other option," the Post Commander chimed in, "The Army is
prepared to offer you a leave from active service to continue your civilian
schooling, thereby becoming a Registered Nurse, Physicians Assistant or
doctor. Once that is complete you will return to active service as a
Medical Corps Officer."

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "Those are some really interesting options. When do I
have to make up my mind, Sir?"

"Major Winters has been assigned to your case from here on," the Post
Commander said, "He will be your personal contact between you and the Army
from here on out. Best of luck to you Specialist whatever you decide to
do."

The Post Commander and Provost Marshall shook my hand before departing the
conference room leaving me with Major Winters, my attorney and Specialist
Pender. Major Winters spoke up saying, "It'll be six weeks before you will
be able to reenter an advance medical class at the point where you were
when you went on Christmas leave last year. I'm prepared to offer you a
special thirty days non chargeable leave to decompress and evaluate your
options. If you decided to stay on active duty let me have an answer
sometime within the next thirty days period so I can schedule you."

"That sounds cool, Sir."

Another thing, if it's okay with the Provost Marshall I'd like to assign
Specialist Pender to act as your body guard during your leave time. Of
course Specialist Pender would have to be agreeable."

I looked over at Pender to see if I could get a reaction from him. My
attorney immediately spoke up before I could say anything asking, "Could I
have a few moments to confer with my client on the matter?"

"Sure," Major Winters replied as he departed the room.

Pender got up to leave however my attorney said, "Please stay this concerns
you too Specialist."

"Okay," Pender said sitting back down.

"Here is what's about to happen. My office tells me that you have and are
going to be receiving requests for interviews from many different media
sources. If you don't know it you have become something of a celebrity in
the media. The way you were wrongful charged and incarcerated; the name
calling and finally the shooting today has endeared you into the hearts of
the American people. So, I suggest that you take the Major's offer to
provide a body guard, because if I have to hire a security service it will
be expensive."

"Wow! I didn't know all that. What do you think Corey, you want to follow
me around?"

"Sure. Beats hanging out here at Fort Sam."

"Okay, I'll speak to the Major and get things set up. Also, when I'm not
with you during these interviews there will be a person from my office that
will go along with you, acting as your attorney. Again, I'll let the Major
know you'll be represented."

"Cool," I said.

"Corey why don't you two get back over to the hotel, the room is reserved
through Monday morning at check out time," my attorney said.

"What about transportation, you know a car or something?" I asked.

Corey spoke up, "I've got a car if we need to go anyplace. By the way what
are the rules for us going out?"

There are no rules, but I prefer that you keep a low profile at least until
next week," my attorney said looking at me, "I'm sure you two can find
things to do without going into San Antonio."

"Sir, one other thing what's the story with my motorcycle?"

"Lucky for you you had full coverage insurance. The insurance company will
pay the storage and other fees if you want to pick it up, or they will
total it and pay you off," my attorney said.

"I think I'll take the pay out if it is the right amount."

"My office tells me the offer is $2,500.00, but we can hold out for a
little more."

"No, just tell them to cut me a check as soon as possible. I think I'll buy
a new one."

"Sounds like a smart move to me. You also have some back pay coming to
you," my attorney said, "You guys get out of here and enjoy the
weekend. I'll be in contact as soon as I get things hammer out here with
the Major."

Corey and I departed leaving my attorney to finish the details with Major
Winters. Corey and I left the PM's building to return to the room at the
lodge. The room had been rented by the Army, so we took advantage of
it. Before we got to the lodge Corey went by his barracks to pick up some
clothing after that we stopped to pick up a pizza and six pack of beer.

Once back at the room we stripped down to our drawers and T-shirts. Corey
turned on the television and we dove into the pizza drinking beer as we
ate. I couldn't remember the last time I had beer, must have been while on
Christmas leave. After finishing off the pizza we lay across our beds
sucking on the remaining bottles of beer talking about this and that,
getting to know each other better.

I began learning more and more about my new body guard. I'd learned earlier
that Corey believed he might be gay, but had never engaged in a homosexual
act. We began discussing our views of gay sex and the Army's policy on gays
in the military until we fell asleep.

At O'Dark-thirty the next morning there was a call from my attorney wanting
to meet for breakfast. We all met for breakfast where I was introduced to
the young woman that would accompany me on any media interviews. They went
over Major Winters' list of dos and don'ts, what I could discuss and what I
was not allowed to talk about during the whirlwind of talk shows.

Over the weekend there were some local television stations that wanted
interviews, but the real surprise was when my attorney told me that the big
networks wanted me next week on the morning talk shows circuit, scheduling
the first one for Tuesday. Corey and I were told that we would be driven by
limo to the airport Monday morning where we would fly to New York with Lisa
the young attorney who would accompany me.

The next couple of weeks were a circus of media activity; talk shows,
dinner engagements and moving from one venue to the other, ending up in
Chicago where my folks were in the audience of the last talk show. The show
was more devoted to the psychological trauma that I'd undergone during the
past months. Corey was also a part of this particular afternoon talk
show. There were celebrity doctors and psychologist questioning and
offering their two cents worth. Finally, the show was over.

At dinner that night my folks asked me to come home for a week or so and
talk about things. I asked Corey if he wanted to go back to Fort Sam or tag
along with me to southern Illinois. He was eager to continue traveling with
me as my friend and bodyguard. He wanted to meet the people that I'd talked
to him about while we got better acquainted in the room at the lodge.

That last week I had to make a decision about my future. There was not the
light heartedness that I'd experienced when I'd visited with my aunts,
uncles and cousins on previous visits. There were no wild sex orgies with
my cousins. Although there were fun times most of the time was devoted to
decision making for my future.

Epilogue:

After all the interviews and then the meeting with my family for a week I'd
made up my mind. When I joined the Army my goal was to become the best
combat medic I could be and when discharged I wanted to attend medical
school and become a doctor or veterinarian. Now, I'd changed my mind and
was going to take the Post Commander up on his offer. I was going to take a
leave of absence from the Army to finish medical school with the Army
picking up the tab.

Once finished and after doing my indentured service to the Army as a doctor
or while doing so I wanted to attend law school at some point to become an
attorney so I might help people as my attorney had helped me. I was going
to try to specialize as a trauma doctor and then become an attorney.

My friend and bodyguard Corey would receive accommodations for his heroic
actions saving my life and be promoted to Sergeant before leaving the Army
within the next six months. After the Army he would be attending college on
his GI Bill. He had been accepted and was going to major in Economics and
Pre Law. He wanted to become a lawyer. Of course we promised each other
we'd keep in touch.

How could we not stay in touch there was a special bond. I'd grown very
fond of my bodyguard and owed him my life to him. We would always be best
buds. Maybe after he got out of the Army we would hook up and I could teach
him all about male to male sex, or maybe he would meet his special person
as I had met Mike.

Sadly, I knew that there would be no more Christmas leaves and no more
Christmas cocks. I'd outgrown those special times in my life.


I hope my readers enjoyed this story and thank all who have sent me
messages of encouragement while writing the story. Maybe sometime in the
future I'll revisit the characters to see how they all have moved on with
their lives.