Date: Sun, 3 Apr 2016 17:19:13 +0300
From: Cooper Max <lmd4208@gmail.com>
Subject: The Military Network: Part 1 (Military)

-This is the continuation to `The Officers' series here on Nifty that
featured fictional characters based on real people Lieutenant Sam Kerry and
Major Matt Condley. For other works by Cooper, see the `Diplomacy and Lust'
series in the Adult friend section. Cooper welcomes all comments at
lmd4208@gmail.com

		       The Military Network: Part 1

	Major Matt Condley's heart pounded harder than it ever had in his
life; every part of his body tingled with excitement. His cock was harder
than he could ever remember it being.

	Matt gave newly promoted Captain Sam Kerry a furtive glance out of
the corner of his eye. Sam was sweating profusely, shaking his left leg up
and down nervously. Matt smiled at Sam; he was always so damn cute when he
was nervous.

	The door to the conference room abruptly swung open and three
gentlemen walked in. Matt and Sam shot to their feet to stand at attention.

	"At ease, gentlemen," Colonel Fenzel stated curtly. "No need to be
quite so formal here given the circumstances. The Colonel smirked
arrogantly. "Though I do see you both came dressed well for this occasion
in your Army Service Uniforms."

	The Colonel moved closer to Matt and Sam looking closely at their
uniforms.

	"Ribbons are in order, uniforms are crisp and clean, shoes well
shined," Colonel Jason Fenzel remarked quietly, "Well, well, well it looks
like you two aren't complete oxygen thieves."

	Matt sized up Colonel Fenzel as he stood close to him. . Matt had
such negative memories of their previous encounters, aside from the time
Matt had plowed the Colonel's ass with all his might, that he had forgotten
many of the details on what he looked like.

The Colonel still exuded his arrogant, confident demeanor but Matt noticed
more than he had before; The Colonel's slightly salted hair, his strong and
square jawline, his jet black hair. The Colonel had put on weight but Matt
could tell it wasn't fat. It looked like pure muscle. His thick frame was
even thicker; no doubt from some insane crossfit routine. Matt wondered if
the Colonel's rock hard ass could get any firmer than he remembered it.

	"Have a seat gentlemen," The Colonel said coolly.

	Sam and Matt sank professionally into their seats. The room grew
quiet as Colonel Fenzel moved back around the conference table to have a
seat.

	"Welcome to DC, gentlemen. I trust you didn't have trouble getting
through security here at the Pentagon. Impressive facility, isn't it?
Enormous. Very secure. Just like this sound proof conference room. Plenty
of eye candy walking these corridors too as I'm sure you saw on the way in
. We've been expecting you. It feels like yesterday I was sitting talking
to you both about this opportunity." Colonel Aaron Gorham said warmly with
his wide, white smile. "Truly, I am very excited to have you guys on
assignment here in the region." He finished his statement as he gave
Captain Sam Kerry a very pointed stare. Sam felt the blood rush to his
face. He hoped his blushing wasn't too noticeable.

	Sam drank in the Colonel's features. He hadn't missed a day of
remembering every detail of the Colonel's tall, athletic frame; his dark
brown eyes and bright blond hair. Sam didn't think it was possible that the
Colonel could have gotten more handsome since he'd seen him a few months
back but Sam was wrong.

	Matt looked quizzically at the other gentleman in the room. He'd
never seen the man before. He didn't recognize the name on his uniform's
nametag either. As if sensing Matt's question the man spoke up.

	"You two must be wondering who I am. I'll save Colonel Fenzel and
Gorham from having to introduce me, I'm Sergeant First Class (SFC) Nathan
Atkinson." The man announced confidently.

	As if sensing the question both men were thinking the man stated,
"Yes, there are indeed enlisted soldiers Ð mostly senior enlisted - in
this network of ours. We can't let you officers have all the fun; you
officers already sit back while we enlisted do all the work." SFC Atkinson
said jokingly but with a hint of sincerity cutting through his words. I'm
here because I spearhead the enlisted side of this network and wanted to
meet our newest inductees."

	Matt held his breath as SFC Atkinson spoke. This man was
breathtaking; the bluest eyes Matt had ever seen, short dark brown hair,
covering his oddly symmetrical face.  Matt was sure this man's face met the
size proportions that scientists said were the most appealing; his face was
just so easy to look at. His deep voice had an enthralling cadence to it;
Matt detected a slight accent. Matt couldn't quite ascertain the man's
background though. His skin tone was darker than the average Caucasian; was
he Greek, Spanish? There was something exotic mixed in his lineage that
Matt found incredibly appealing. Matt felt his pulse surge and his bulge
almost break through his blue army service uniform pants.

	"Well that's enough of the formalities. Shall we get down to
business gentlemen? I do have a full time job here in this building to
attend to," Colonel Fenzel interjected impatiently.

	The others looked intently at him. Sam wished he could peak under
the table to see if anyone was as hard as he was. Sam guessed that'd he
would see quite a few other bulges under the table.

	"As Colonel Gorham explained to you before, we have an invite-only
network across the Department of Defense Ð Army, Navy, Marines, Air
Force of married bisexual men. Hell, this network has even slowly grown to
include other government agencies tooÐ FBI, Homeland, Coast Guard albeit
in much smaller numbers. This network is obviously highly
confidential. Some would say the idea is incredibly risky and foolish given
what's at stake Ð careers, retirements, marriages, relationships with
kids Ð but everyone in this network is here by choice for the
opportunities offered. Those opportunities are unparalleled; discretion and
most important: a wide and very appealing variety of similarly minded
men. You could troll through craigslist, grindr, scruff and adam4adam for
years and not find the selection of men that this network has so safely and
discretely available to you."

	Matt and Sam smiled widely as did SFC Atkinson and Colonel
Gorham. A sense of excitement and sexual tension clung to the air.

	"What's more," Colonel Fenzel continued, "is this network offers
other conveniences not always so readily available."

	"Like what?" Captain Sam Kerry interrupted.

	"Well for starters, over the years a money pool has been
collected. It's all voluntary of course. Safe places to meet are often very
hard to come by for married men so over the years a voluntary fund has been
started that others can tap into and discretely pull money from for
motel/hotel rooms to meet with other men from the network."

	"Oh wow," Matt said nodding his head appreciating how important
this would be.

	"Additionally, through our wonderful contacts within the Army
Medical Department and Army Medical Service Corps, we have access to
testing beyond the military's standard HIV test every two years. Those
within the network that want higher level of assurances against HIV/STIs
have greater access to discreet testing options." Colonel Fenzel remarked
in a warmer tone.

	"Yeah that's pretty important!" Sam muttered as guilt churned
through him at all the unprotected times he and Matt and screwed around.

	"Yes, you see over the years, the rewards have started to outpace
the risks. With the right management and direction we've been able arrange
a situation where married men can enjoy each other's company for sex and
camaraderie while minimizing all the risks that plague our demographic."
SFC Atkinson interrupted. "It's complex and a lot of work but WELL worth
it!"

	"Damn this is exciting. So what's the next step? How the hell do we
move forward on this? If you can't tell, I'm a bit excited!" Matt declared
standing up to expose his very erect pants; precum visibly staining the
front.

	"Well Major, as you can imagine discretion is important. As much as
I'd like to have a go with you all right now, right here in this room, rash
decisions are what would bring this network down. We didn't get this far by
being impatient and impulsive." Colonel Gorham said; not taking his eyes
off of Matt's package.

	"So what then?" Matt replied with urgency in his voice.

	"I'm happy to announce that we'll be having a get together this
weekend. My wife is out of town on the West Coast with the kids for the
next two weeks visiting her family. My place is about a 45 minute drive
outside of DC in Virginia; rural with plenty of space, plenty of beer and a
nice big hot tub. I'll be organizing an invite-only list Ð consider this
your invitation. There will hopefully be about 8 of us total. Even 8 is
ambitious and maybe a bit reckless but rarely do I get the opportunity to
host with new members in town." Colonel Gorham stated; a mischievous look
on his face.

	Matt and Sam looked at each other with pure bliss in their eyes.

	"That's all for now, gentlemen. Welcome and we look forward to
seeing you this weekend at Colonel Gorham's house. He'll discretely send
you directions during the week. SFC Atkinson will make sure you get out of
the Pentagon without any issues." Colonel Fenzel said standing. No one in
the room missed the bulge in Colonel Fenzel's pants. The other men stood as
well; no one bothering to conceal the hardons fighting against their pants
too.

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