Date: Sun, 12 Mar 2017 14:23:28 +0100
From: Cooper Max <lmd4208@gmail.com>
Subject: Ramstein Rodding Part 4 (Military)

				Ramstein Rodding: Part 4

	---Author's note: I can be reached at lmd4208@gmail.com for both
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	Major Thomas Wells glanced in his rearview mirror at Major Marc
Boyce in his back seat.  Major Wells' fiancˇ chattered on aimlessly
beside him. Major Wells' whole body tingled with excitement. He, Major
Boyce and their ladies were off for a couples' weekend away in the Swiss
Alps; a reasonably easy drive from Ramstein Air Force base. Thomas wished
he and Marc were going on a `stag-weekend' instead without the ladies. He
wondered if he and Marc would actually get any time together. With the
ladies around, it'd be really dangerous. Could they sneak off?

	Hours later, Thomas' SUV pulled in to the pristine country ski
resort in Switzerland. Thankfully, the weather had cooperated and the drive
wasn't too treacherous. The girls shrieked with excitement and burst out of
the car towards the reception desk. The men slowly crawled out of the
vehicle and stretched.

	Marc grinned at Thomas and said, "Nice find on this place. The
ladies look thrilled. Can't say I'm not excited too."

	"Happy to be on a romantic weekend with me, eh?" Thomas shot back
sarcastically while punching Marc in the arm forcefully.

	"Romantic? Pshh. I barely do romance with Samantha. You think you'd
ever get romance out of me? More like unrestrained fucking." Marc said
dismissively as he grabbed his package through his jeans.

	Thomas felt a shiver go down his spine, as his cock got hard. He
thought to himself how this was going to be a tough balance. Lynn was a
horny lady and she'd want regular action. Would he have any left over for
Marc? The better question is, he though to himself, would he and Marc even
have a chance to be alone? Thomas' cock sure hoped so.

	"Boys, get your lazy asses in here with the luggage. We don't have
all weekend!" Samantha squeaked from the resort's porch.

	Marc and Thomas looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Marc
playfully grabbed Thomas' package when no one was looking and then the men
headed inside with the suitcases.

	Hours later, the 4 were sitting in the luxurious dining area
chatting the evening away as they awaited their 5 course meal.

	"Ladies, are you two going to take advantage of the spa here?" Marc
inquired hopefully.

	"Well, we were talking about it. The spa is awfully expensive and
we have already splurged just to come out here." Samantha said as Lynn
nodded her head in agreement.

	Thomas shot Marc a pleading look across the table.

	"Thomas and I think you ladies should treat yourselves. How many
times are we going to get to come to a world renowned resort in Switzerland
with our busy schedules." Marc stated confidently, this time as Thomas
nodded his head in agreement.

	"I totally agree. You guys should do one of those all morning
packages; really treat yourself and get some good girl time in." Thomas
chimed in.

	The girls looked at each other with skeptical looks on their faces.

	"But we came out here to spend time with you guys. We love each
other but we can spend time together whenever. You two are the ones with
the crazy work schedules." Samantha said.

	"Yeah, we were really thinking this would be about getting quality
time with you guys. You know QUALITY time." Lynn said with a wink. Samantha
giggled. Thomas looked at Marc and was glad his reaction was as muted as
his own.

	"Well, ok then but think about it. Thomas and I really want to
treat you two." Marc said, trying not to plead.

	Dinner wrapped up and the girls scooted off to the bar to grab a
few more cocktails and to flirt with the bartender.

	"This is going to be harder than I thought." Thomas said
somberly. "We may not get any time together out here.

	"What about going in together on a separate room?" Marc suggested.

	"These rooms are ridiculously expensive. Booking last minute would
kick us right in the dick financially. There's no way Lynn wouldn't see it
on the credit card statement either." Thomas responded.

	"Ugh, we may have to plan our own stag-weekend sometime soon then."
Marc said.

	"It's getting late. Meet me in the gym first thing tomorrow to blow
off some stress the old fashioned way?" Marc asked.

	"See you there." Thomas responded.

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	Thomas and Marc were up before dawn. The gym at the resort was way
better than they anticipated and both got in great workouts. Covered in
sweat, the two headed for the bathroom.

	To their extreme disappointment, the locker room was full of
elderly guys getting ready for their work outs or enjoying the steam room
and dry room. There was no way the two could discretely get in some
fun. Even though Marc and Samantha had gone three rounds last night, he
still felt like his balls were going to explode after seeing Thomas'
sweaty, sexy body for the last hour. The two men headed back to their rooms
without saying a word.

	Marc swung open the door expecting to find Samantha still in
bed. To his surprise, Samantha wasn't in the bed and after inspecting; she
wasn't in the shower either. Finally, Marc noticed the small note on the
desk. He walked over and read it.

	THANKS FOR THE SPA IDEA, HONEY. LYNN AND I DECIDED TO TAKE YOU MEN
UP ON THE OFFER. WE'LL BE IN THE SPA THIS MORNING. NOT SURE HOW LONG WE'LL
BE Š HAVEN'T PICKED OUT THE PACKAGES YET. LOVE YOU XO XO.

	Marc's heart leapt. He sprung out the door, raced down the hallway
and pounded on Thomas' door.

	Thomas swung open the door with a look of surprise on his face.

	"What's up man? Why do you look so happy?" He asked.

	"Did you not notice Lynn is gone?" Marc asked impatiently.

	"Yeahhhh. I did. So? I figured she's downstairs grabbing some
coffee." Thomas replied.

	"No, you dumbass. Did she not leave you a note?" Marc almost
screamed.

	Thomas stepped inside. Marc followed him. Thomas spun around and
finally noticed a note on the bedside table. After reading it, he had a
huge grin.

	"But what if they come back? We have no idea how long their spa
treatments are going to last? Thomas said warily.

	"Then we better get to work!" Marc said as he stripped off his
shirt. He spun Thomas around, threw him on the bed and then pressed up
against his muscular ass.

	Thomas protested. "Dude, we're going to be so fucked if they come
back!"

	"No, man, you're going to be fucked because I'm going to shove this
cock in your ass within the next five minutes." Marc bellowed.

	Marc wasted no time untying Thomas' draw string and pulling his
underwear and shorts down to reveal his beautiful, muscular ass and thick,
tree-trunk like thighs. Marc thought to himself how he could stare at this
ass all day.

	Marc buried his face in Thomas' ass. Thomas' protests quickly
turned into moans as Marc tongued his tight, hot, hairy hole. The intensity
of the situation was intoxicating. Having Thomas' thick muscular ass and
legs spread wide as he tongue fucked his hole. It was so primal. So
electric. Marc felt like his cock was going to explode with anticipation.

	The urges over came him. Marc sprung up, aligned his long, curved
cock and plunged into Thomas' saliva-lubed ass full force.

	Thomas bit into his pillow as he screamed with pain and then moaned
with pleasure as Marc pumped away.

	Suddenly, the door swung open and both men's hearts froze. Marc
didn't even pull out of Thomas as they both were paralyzed with surprise
and fear.

	"WOAH, OH MY GOD. I'M SO SORRY." A young, olive skinned boy
screamed. "I'm here to clean the room. God. Oh my. I can come back he said
with an accent." But he stayed rooted in place staring.

	Marc had pulled out and careened towards his clothes. Thomas had
done the same thing. The three stood staring at each other.

	Marc amid his panic noticed how the boy was staring and an idea
crossed through his mind.

	"Come in, son, and close the door. Let's talk a bit." Marc
stated. Thomas looked at Marc like he was insane but the boy came in.

	"How old are you, son?" Marc asked.

	"I'm 18, Sir." The boy replied.

	"Ahhh. Ok. Where are you from?" Marc asked. Thomas looked like he
wanted to rip Marc's head off while simultaneously running out of the room.

	"I'm from Portugal, Sir. This is my first job. Please don't say
anything to my boss. I don't want to get fired. I won't say anything." The
boy responded.

	"I noticed you've been staring this whole time at us. Ever been
with a guy?" Marc questioned.

	Thomas hissed at Marc, "What the fuck are you doing!?"

	Marc waved him off in a "trust me, follow my lead" Kind of way.

	"Yes, Sir. A few times." The boy responded when Marc looked back at
him.

	"Ever with guys our age?" Marc asked.

	"No, Sir." The boy responded sheepishly looking at the ground.

	"Want to try?" Marc asked.

	The boy looked from Marc to Thomas in surprise. Silence overtook
the room.

	After a long pause, the boy grinned widely and said, "Yeah I'm
interested."

	Marc looked at Thomas who looked completely uncomfortable.

	"You in?" Marc asked Thomas.

	"This is bat-shit insane man. This guy is barely an adult. Our
ladies are downstairs and could come up here at any time. You want to add
another layer of complexity into this toxic recipe for disaster? Thomas
bellowed.

	"Look at this stud man. Tell me he's not hot?" Marc asked.

	Thomas drunk the Portuguese boy in.  The boy was short with olive
skin and gorgeous brown eyes. His brown hair was unkempt but in a cute
way. The kid was lean and looked like he barely weighed 140 pounds soaking
wet; definitely the twink category. As Thomas looked closer, he was
definitely curious about what the rest of this guy looked like.

	"You're 18 right? Show me your ID." Thomas stated harshly.

	The boy threw him his ID.

	"Yep. He's 18. First name is Renato." Thomas said out loud to no
one in particular.

	"Fuck this is so stupid but I'm in." Thomas replied.

	"Then let's get back to business." Marc stated as he directed his
attention to Renato he said, "Strip, boy. We've got plans for you."

---Author's note: I can be reached at lmd4208@gmail.com for both positive
and negative feedback. I appreciate all the positive emails I've received
about this story line. Please feel free to read my other stories under my
author name Cooper Max -----

			 -----To be Continued-----