Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2016 12:52:03 +0300
From: Cooper Max <lmd4208@gmail.com>
Subject: The Military Network Part 4

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			The Military Network Part 4

	Nate Atkinson stared out blankly at the ocean. The waves rolled in
with a rhythmic roar. The beach was deserted; it was just Nate and the sea
gulls. Under different circumstances, this situation would have been
peaceful, relaxing, rejuvenating even but Nate wasn't sure if he'd ever
feel those feelings again. Estela would have loved to be here.

	It had been a month since the accident. Nate got to the hospital in
a fury but Estela had already been taken into surgery. Hours had passed.
Doctors came and went with the occasional update; all saying the chances
were 50-50. A drunk driver on her way home had struck Estela. The scene was
brutal.

	After what seemed like an eternity, the doctor came to Nate. He
knew by the look on the doctor's face that the news wasn't good. Estela
wounds had been too great. The doctors did everything they could but she
had died on the operating table without him. He didn't even get to say
good-bye.

	Nate's insides melted. His mind exploded; up was down and down was
up.

	Nate spent two weeks shuttered in his apartment. He barely moved.
He barely ate. His superiors had granted him the time he needed and he
combined some of his use or lose days. He didn't know when he'd be able to
return to work; to life.

	The only time he left the house was for the funeral. After
returning to the apartment, he couldn't stomach another second idling
there; there was too reminder, too many memories. He packed a suitcase,
purchased a ticket and headed off to clear his mind at the ocean; this was
anything but a vacation.

	Nate shut off his phone completely but before he did, hundred of
messages came in of sympathy and support; many from the men within the
network. Matt had reached out repeatedly offering his support. Nate didn't
have the mental or physical energy to reply. He needed space.

	He had no idea what was next. His body ached too much to think
about the future.

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	Major Matt Condley couldn't believe when he heard the news. He
barely knew Nate but he still couldn't believe that Nate's wife had been
killed in an accident. From the short conversation the two had about her,
Matt could tell she meant the world to him.

	Of course, Matt reached out to Nate. He wasn't surprised that he
didn't get a response. He imagined himself in Nate's situation; he couldn't
contemplate how devastated he would be even despite the utter turmoil his
own wife was putting him through at the moment.

	Matt had hoped that things would cool off and there would be space
for rational conversation with his wife. Unfortunately, she had no
intentions of being cool or rational. She moved out like she had promised
and had already begun the poisoning campaign of friends, family and worst
yet, his kids, against him. Matt had many painful conversations with his
own family about what had happened. Luckily, they were supporting him.

	Matt knew it would be a long road ahead. The chances of reconciling
his marriage were bleak. In some ways, Matt thought this might be for the
best.

	He knew his actions led to this but he didn't regret discovering
his sexuality. He had hoped that he could make it work with his wife. He
had read quite a few stories of married couples that made this kind of
situation work; even with kids.

	After the hateful and derogatory things that his wife had said to
him though, Matt knew there would be a small chance to make it work with
her. Matt had always known that his wife was a bit closed minded towards
the LGBT community but he had no idea how much until he became the
target. Matt wondered whether she was saying these things out of anger but
the words came a bit too easy for her for Matt to think this was her just
venting. He felt that maybe he didn't know her very well after all.

	Matt had expected Captain Sam Kerry to be more supportive with
everything going on but Sam had been a ghost lately. Sam had taken company
command and had a baby on the way; he was feeling pressures he hadn't ever
experienced before.

	Matt knew how tough both those situations could be remembering his
own experiences with both. Matt also knew that Sam and Colonel Aaron Gorham
had been spending more time together. He wondered whether Sam was filling
the very little free time he had with the Colonel; Matt wasn't sure how
he'd feel if Sam was.

	Maybe it was better to have Sam out of the picture for a while
while he sorted through the wreckage of his marriage. Maybe Sam would just
be one more complication to the whole puzzle that Matt didn't need.

	Honestly, at this point, Matt wasn't sure whether his wife would
try to take his career down; she was definitely angry enough. If Sam was
around, his career could be at risk too. Matt wondered if she was stupid
enough; he had to remind her a few times that his retirement and ability to
support their children was tied to his steady military paycheck. Taking him
down would be mutually assured destruction but Matt wasn't quite sure if
his wife wasn't willing to do it just to spite him; what a mess.

					----------

	Captain Sam Kerry looked up at Colonel Aaron Gorham's sweaty, hairy
chest and smiled as the Colonel slowly slid in and out of Sam. Sam couldn't
help thinking how much of a hunk this man was; tall, blond and his muscles
well defined, he was a sight to look at.  He aged well. Sam hoped he aged
as well too.

	The Colonel's thick cock hit Sam's prostate every time. What it
lacked in length, it made up for in girth.

	"You like that?'" The Colonel breathed heavily. "Yeah? Feel good?

	"Fuck yeah Sir. You're in the right spot. Keep going!" Sam panted
back .

	The Colonel's wide smile almost made Sam explode his load right all
over his own belly.

	The Colonel leaned in and kissed him gently, stopping for a long
pause each time he entered Sam fully.

	His kisses were so delicate, so sweet, so passionate. This man knew
that kissing took everything to the next level sexually.

	He moved from Sam's lips to kiss and bite his neck; to nibble his
ears. It all drove Sam wild.

	"You're something else, you know that Captain?" The Colonel
whispered leaning back so he could look in Sam's face. The Colonel
continued his motion; slowly in, a long pause, and slowly out.

	"Yeah? I'm not just another Captain to add to your bed post?" Sam
said only half kidding.

	"And I'm not just another field grade to add to yours?" The Colonel
replied in a slightly more serious tone.

	"Hey, we both have multiple things going. You're not my first field
grade and I'm willing to wager that I'm not your first captain." Sam stated
not backing down.

	The Colonel continued his motion; slowly in, long pause, slowly out
as they continued to talk.

	"Sexy AND perceptive. I'm learning new things about you every day."
The Colonel exclaimed airily.


	"We're both having fun. No harm. No foul." Sam retorted
sarcastically spreading his legs wider and thrusting himself forward onto
the Colonel's cock.

	The Colonel tilted his head in a surprised manner. He stared at Sam
as if he was contemplating something. Smiling, he picked up his pace.

	Sam wished he could grab the Colonel's bare ass but the Colonel
hadn't bothered to take off his uniform pants. Hell, he didn't even bother
to slide to his knees, he just pulled his thick cock through the opening;
horniness will make a man do crazy things.

	Sam grabbed the Colonel's uniformed ass and pulled him into
himself.

	"Let's see what you got, SIR." Sam teased.

	The Colonel just grunted as he shifted to give himself more
leverage; a serious look over coming his face. His thrusts got harder and
harder.

	It took every ounce of will power for Sam to not blow all over
himself. He didn't even need to touch his own cock. The Colonel's thick
dick was stroking his prostate with each thrust.

	"You ready stud?" The Colonel stated with a grin.

	Sam didn't respond he just spread his legs wider. The Colonel
grabbed Sam's legs and leaned him back; Sam's hole was in the perfect
position for pounding.

	The Colonel heaved and grunted. He moaned and groaned. Sam reached
out and grabbed both of the Colonel's nipples forcefully. This was the
final straw. The Colonel bucked and thrust with all his might. With one
deep, guttural groan the Colonel pushed all the way inside of him and
stayed there; Sam knew he was blowing his load.

	The Colonel looked down, smiling at Sam, panting.

	"Hot damn Captain you've got one hell of an ass!" The Colonel
reported.

	Sam laughed as the Colonel pulled out of him.

	"Listen, I don't usually do this but do you want to grab a bite to
eat?" Colonel Aaron Gorham said putting his uniform top back on.

	Sam paused.

	"Hey if it's too awkward for you that's fine but if anyone
recognizes us we can just say it's professional development. I'd like to
get to know you better beyond the incredible sex. " Aaron Gorham stated.


	"Hell, why not?" Sam replied.


	The two headed off to Pret A Manager for something small and ducked
into a back corner away from the crowd inside.


	Sam thought it would be a bit awkward but it turned out that both
had a lot in common.

	"Really? You're interested in Urban Planning too? Get out of
here. I never run into anyone interested in this." Colonel Gorham said
excitedly.

	"Yes! I kind of fell into it as an interest but now I'm obsessed."
Sam replied in disbelief that the sexy man across from him was shared his
interest.

	"Confession time. I'm coming up on retirement soon. Both my kids
are in college now. My wife is a professional with her own career. I'm
thinking I may go back and get my masters in urban planning and do it as a
second career!" Aaron remarked gleefully.

	"That's awesome! But you're a big shot Colonel. You could take the
masters degrees the Army paid for and your army experience and go make a
big fat paycheck as a defense contractor if you wanted." Sam said.

	"Yeah but where's the fun or creativity in that? I want to do
something different. That makes an impact in a different way. I haven't
even told my family yet." Aaron said.

	"Good for you. You should do it!". Sam said.

	The two went on to talk for over an hour.

	"Shit! Look at the time. We should get going!" The Colonel said
hurriedly.

	"Yeah you're right. One more thing. When's the next network get
together? It's been quite awhile." Sam inquired.

	"As a matter of fact you're right. Everybody has been so busy. Let
me reach out and see who is available and if anyone can host. Maybe we can
rope some new folks in! I have this FBI buddy Ð ex Army - that's a
mutual friend. Super masculine; very straight acting. If you asked him he'd
say he's not gay or bi, he just likes to get his dick sucked and fuck a
tight ass Ð one of THOSE types. He's fucking hot so I don't even care if
he's a dick." The Colonel whispered.

	Sam could feel his cock twitch.

	"Let me know when and where!" He replied as the two stood to leave.

			------ To Be Continued ----