Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2015 19:11:35 +0300
From: Cooper Max <lmd4208@gmail.com>
Subject: The Officers Part 1 (Military)

	Sweat poured down Sam's face has he hefted himself up for his last
pull up. The early morning heat was incredible considering the sun hadn't
even poked its head over the horizon. The heat was a fact of life overseas
though and Sam was damn well used to it.

	As Sam dropped from the pull up bar something caught his attention
across the dusty field. 50 meters away stood someone he had never seen
before but upon second look this someone Sam was more than happy to look
at.

	This guy was definitely a sight to see; six feet tall, straw berry
blond hair, thick arms, handsome face with a sharp jawline.

	"Is this the new officer we're getting?" Sam thought to himself. He
sure hoped it was!

	As Sam stood staring, the other man made eye contact, smiled and
jogged over. Sam, caught off guard, avoided his gaze and adjusted his
shorts hoping it was still too dim to make out the bulge that was starting
to spring from his short, black physical fitness shorts.

	"You must be Lieutenant Kerry. The E5 over there said I should
speak with you," the man said in a thick voice with a mid-western
accent. "I'm the new Major - Major Condly, Matthew Condly Ð filling in
for Major Waltins. The man said with a wide grin as he extended his hand
for a handshake.

	Instinctively Lieutenant Kerry reached out his hand. Major Condly's
hand was strong, his handshake firm. His blue eyes met Lieutenant Kerry's
in a way that said this man had confidence to spare.

	"Uh, welcome to the unit, Sir," Lieutenant Kerry stammered
distracted by this hunk of a man. Upon closer look, the Lieutenant could
see thick, muscular calves and thigh muscles that strained the tight, black
physical fitness shorts the Major was wearing.

	"Meet me after physical training. I'd like you to show me around
the unit and point me in the direction of S1 so I can finish my
in-processing." Said Major Condly and with that he sprinted back across the
field.

	Lieutenant Kerry couldn't help but take a look at the Major's ass
as he strode off. The sun was up and LT Kerry was glad it was because the
sight was one to be seen. Major Condley's ass was unlike any he'd seen
before; tight, well muscled, symmetrical.

	`Squats are definitely paying off for this guy' LT Kerry thought to
himself.



	Sam hurried off the field towards the buildings. Major Condly
jogged up beside him. "Great PT session. Seems like guys are really
motivated around here," he said.

	"Yes, sir it's a great unit. Morale is good. Keeps the work fun."
Sam said back more confidently than before. "Sir, I'm going to hit the
locker room to get showered and changed. Can we meet in 30 minutes by the
flag pole? Sam asked.

	"Shit, I suppose I need to shower too. Let me run to my truck and
get my gym bag. 30 minutes is fine. Which way are the locker rooms?" Major
Condley inquired.

	"The big brick building over there," Sam pointed.

	Sam made his way to the locker room trying to keep his mind under
control. Any more thoughts of this handsome new field grade officer would
cause him issues in the locker room. `I better get in and out quick if I
don't want to have any issues' he thought to himself.

	Sam rinsed and scrubbed quickly in the steamy hot showers; way
faster than usual. He was on his way out of the shower room when he noticed
a familiar shape moving toward him through the steam.

	Major Condley stepped through the steam and into the well-lit
shower. Sam stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes took in the Major's
figure as discretely as possible.

	Major Condley's muscled chest glistened with steam. Strawberry
blond hair covered it lightly. The man's torso wasn't a six pack but it was
clear the Major didn't miss his ab exercises!

	Sam didn't dare look directly at what interested him most. He sped
up to pass the Major.

	"See you outside, Sir," he said coolly as he strode past him. Sam
snuck a glance out of the corner of his eye; from what he could see the man
wasn't missing much down below either!

	Sam felt his own lower regions start to stir and he sped out of
there in record time.



	10 minutes later the Major walked briskly up to Sam outside the
locker room building.  Sam happily greeted the Major again and took him
onto the various offices he needed to visit. After an hour of showing Matt
around, Sam was off to his other duties.

	Weeks passed and Sam saw a lot of the Major. The unit was very
small; just a handful of officers and enlisted. The unit wasn't in a
deployment zone but instead a small mission geared towards a very different
side of the military.

	Sam sat in his cubicle typing away when he heard a very familiar
voice behind him.

	"Lieutenant Kerry, glad I caught you here. I'd like to have you
over for dinner. This is a small unit. I wouldn't ordinarily ask someone of
your rank over but part of my job as an officer is to mentor you and this
assignment is a unique place.  Invite your wife if you'd like." He stated.

	"Let me check with her," Sam replied, "It'd be nice to get some
mentorship. When does your wife arrive in-country?" Sam asked.

	"She won't arrive for a few more months. The kids are finishing up
school. I'm sure she and your wife will get along great." Come on over at
1800.

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	1800 couldn't come soon enough for Sam.  He didn't know why he was
so excited. Major Condly hadn't given any indication he played for `both
teams'. It wasn't like Sam was going to go over for dinner and end up in
bed with him. `A man could dream though' Sam thought to himself. `He's
married and acts straight as an arrow; a guy like that isn't into guys'

	Sam had known he was interested in guys since he was a kid. Growing
up, he had a best-friend that he used to mess-around with. Horseplay turned
into fondling which turned into sucking; it wasn't uncommon amongst
kids. Most guys grow out of it though. Most guys go onto discover girls and
stop their bisexual side. They dismiss those feelings as being young,
stupid and not knowing about girls yet.

	Sam never shook those feelings though. He loved the primal nature
of being with men; the electricity of the sexual experience. There was no
feeling like having sex with another guy.

	Sure, Sam went into high school and dated girls. He went onto
college where he met his wife. He figured he'd get married and those
feelings he had towards guys would eventually taper off. He figured he'd be
getting so much sex with his hot wife he wouldn't have time to think about
guys. Sam was seeing that all those feelings weren't going away anytime
soon; especially with a stud like Major Condly running around.



	Sam stood nervously at the door. He rung the doorbell and rocked
back and forth anxiously. Within minutes the door swung open.

	"Hey there LT," said Major Condly cheerfully. "C'mon in. The
chicken is in the oven for another 30. You want a beer?"

	"Sounds good, Sir" Sam said as he walked into the house behind
Major Condly staring at his ass the entire way into the kitchen.

	"I'm not a great cook but a simple chicken recipe is easy enough
for anyone. Have a seat. Relax. I'm not going to court martial you here in
the kitchen," he said playfully.

	The two made small talk and downed their beers until the oven
beeped. After an hour of eating and talking about promotion rates, advanced
schooling and any number of other military related items, their plates were
empty.

	"Well looks like this development session is wrapping up. Tell me
more about your family life, LT. What does your wife do? Speaking of which
where is she tonight?" inquired Major Condley.

	"She had to work late, Sir. Sorry she couldn't make it Ð next
time. We've been married for four years. No kids yet. Maybe at some point
in the future but we're in no rush." Explained Sam

	"Ahh. There's no hurry LT. Enjoy your kid-free years. Time goes
fast and when the kiddos come, things start to change in your marriage," he
replied softly, "Let's re-locate to the living room. I'm sure we can get
the game on AFN."

	After an hour of sitting on the couch shooting-the-shit and a few
beers later, Major Condly turned the subject back to marriage.

	"Travel. See the world. Be spontaneous. I love my kids but you
sacrifice a lot when those little buggers come along." He said. "Not to
mention your personal life will start to change."

	"Personal life? What do you mean, Sir," Asked Sam.

	"Oh you know LT, I'm sure you've heard it before Ð your sex
life." The Major said shyly.

	"I have heard that one in the past. I figured we'd make it work; we
have so far!" said Sam.

	"You just wait! You think you're going to have the frequency you do
now but you'll be surprised."

	All this talk of sex had Sam's pants bulging. He tried to covertly
shift his package. God he hoped that the Major didn't notice. This guy was
his boss and he didn't need any awkwardness.

	"I'm getting another beer, LT. You want one?" Major Condley sat up
and strode off to the kitchen.

	Sam could hear him rummaging around the kitchen. He looked up on
the wall where pictured hung. Major Condley's wife was a pretty lady and
his kids were damn cute; they made a handsome looking family. They looked
really happy. Sam thought about his own wife.

	The Major came striding back into the living room.

	"Here you go, stud," the Major said as he went to hand Sam another
beer. Before the beer reached him though it slipped out of the Major's hand
and fell into Sam's lap. Instinctively, the Major reached for it. As he
grabbed the beer, he brushed Sam's very hard bulge. He pulled his hand back
suddenly and said, "Sorry LT, didn't mean to reach into your crotch. I've
had a few. One too many probably."

	Sam wondered if the Major had noticed his raging hard on. The Major
gave him a strange, quick glance but didn't' stay anything.

	"I'm fucking bored in here," the Major said. "Let's go do something
fun. You want to piss off the neighbors? He said loudly.

	"How would we do that, Sir? Asked Sam.

	"By hitting golf balls at their house off my back porch; that's
how!" Said the Major.

	Before Sam knew it, they were both out on the back porch, beers in
hand, setting up the golf tee. The bag of golf clubs stood behind them as
the Major stepped up to take the first swing.

	Swoosh! He connected with the ball and sent it flying over the
fence into the neighbors yard. A few more hits and he was dripping beads of
sweat from his forehead.

	Sam stepped in for his turn. He didn't golf much. His first hit was
abysmal. His second hit wasn't much better.

	"Damn LT your form sucks. You don't golf I see," said the Major
teasingly. "Stay right there, I'll show you the proper form."

	Major Condley stepped up behind Sam and wrapped his hands around
him to grab the golf club. "Man, you have to put your hips into it. Let me
show you the motion, it's simple." He said.

	The Major showed him the proper form. He didn't seem weird about
being so close to Sam.

	Sam hit a few more balls. His form improved but he liked having the
Major pressed up so close to him. The next three balls he purposefully
smashed with horrible form.

	"Shit, Sir I'm sucking again, can you show me the form again." Said
Sam coolly.

	"God dammit LT I can see you aren't the fastest learner. Alright."
The Major exclaimed as he took up his position behind Sam again.

	Something was different this time though. Maybe Sam was imagining
things but he felt something firm pressed up against his butt. Sam pushed
back a few inches with his butt and could feel it better.

	`Maybe it's just a coincidence' Sam thought. `Too many beers. The
reaction could happen to anyone.

	"uhhh LT, I think we better call it a night," The Major said
abruptly as he pushed away from Sam.

	Sam pretended to accidently drop a golf ball. He bent over pushing
himself back into the Major's crotch.

	"Oh sorry Sir, just dropped the ball," Sam said as he fumbled with
it on the ground not moving from the bent over position. Strangely the
Major wasn't quick to move.

	Sam slowly got up and stepped away. He turned slowly and the Major
had an odd expression on his handsome face.

	"On second thought, LT, what do you say about another beer? Life is
short, right? The Major said not breaking eye contact with the LT.

	"What the hell; why not? Said the LT staring right back at those
bright blue eyes.

	Another beer turned into two more beers.

	"Fuck it's getting hot in here LT," the Major said, "I told those
dicks in maintenance that this AC isn't working right over a week ago."

	The Major pulled off his shirt.  There that beautiful chest was
again; covered in what looked like a soft patch of strawberry blond hair;
His firm chest glistening with a thin sheen of sweat.

	"Go on LT you can take off your shirt too. We're both men here. No
need to be shy." The Major said calmly.

	Sam didn't hesitate. He pulled off his shirt.

	"Looks like you're no stranger to the gym, LT," The Major said.

Sam's dark chest hair was quite a contrast to the Major's. Sam had dark
brown hair, clear blue eyes and a lean, athletic build. Most would think he
was a swimmer but his thick chest hair wouldn't have worked in that sport.

	"Ahh you're one to talk, Sir. You've got me beat." Sam said.

	"Well I have a few years on you, man. Extra time in the gym. Extra
calories with this slow metabolism. I was built like you 10 years
ago. You're what? 26? I'm pushing into my late 30's." The Major said.

	"All the same, I hope I can pull off your look at your age," Sam
said carefully.

	There was an awkward pause as the two stared at each other. The
room was silent.

	"You know, I can't really see the tv that well from over
here. Maybe my eyes are starting to go bad," said the Major. He got up and
plopped down near Sam. "I can't miss this game. I have to watch the
Steelers pound those stupid patriots." He said.

	The two stared at the game in silence for a few minutes. Sam
grabbed the remote to turn up the volume and laid it by his thigh.

	A few minutes went by and the Major said," Damn LT are you deaf? My
ear drums are dying."

	Major Condley reached for the remote but over shot it. His hand
landed on Sam's thigh and lingered there for a few extra seconds before
grabbing the remote.

	Sam glanced over and the Major and the Major glanced over at Sam.

	Sam waited a few minutes and noticed that the remote was sitting
next to the Major's thigh now. Should I go for it? Sam thought to himself.

	"Sir, I can't hear a god damn thing now," Sam said as he reached
for the remote and let his hand brush the Major's thigh slowly grabbing the
remote.

	The Major coughed. The room fell silent.

	Sam felt a hand on his thigh. The Major looked over at him as the
hand gently caressed up and down.

	Sam reached over and did the same to the Major.

	Slowly, the Major slid closer to Sam; Still brushing his thigh
gently. He smiled an intoxicatingly sweet smile.

	Sam slid his hand towards his inner thigh.

	Suddenly, the Major stood straight up.

	"What am I doing here? I've had too much to drink. You're a
Lieutenant; my subordinate. We're both married. This is crazy." He
stammered erratically. "We can't do this. I'm sorry. Please forget this
happened.

	He strode off into the kitchen.

	Sam followed him. The Major was leaning over the kitchen
island. His perfect ass outlined so well in his grey athletic shorts.

	Sam, feeling horny and daring, came up from behind him and caressed
that perfect ass of his.

	Startled, he jumped. "LT, this can't happen for so many
reasons. Please, you should just go. Forget this ever happened." He said
not unkindly.

	Maybe it was the beer or maybe it was the absolute hunk of a man
standing before him but Sam was feeling more daring than ever. He slowly
reached out and touched the Major's crotch. FIRM AS A ROCK! Sam gently
stroked him through his pants.

	"Ohhhh that feels so good. NO! This has to stop."  He pushed away
but Sam followed and continued to caress and stroke him.

	"Sir, we're both married. We're both officers. We both have
everything to lose. I'm not going to tell a soul if you don't. It's
late. We're drunk. We're horny. Your wife won't be around for
months. What's the harm?" Sam said sweetly.

	Sam felt the Major relax and lean into him. "NOÉ.No" He started
to say but then Sam slid his hand down into his shorts and grabbed his
throbbing cock firmly. The Major started to moan.

	Suddenly, the Major was pressed up against Sam; Sam pinned to the
island. The Major had his lips firmly against Sam's. Sam could smell him;
the scent was intoxicating.

	Sam kissed back passionately. Damn the Major was a good kisser;
soft, sweet and deliberate - This sent an electric shock down Sam's spine.

	The Major slid his hand into Sam's shorts. He grabbed his throbbing
cock and stroked it slowly. The Major reached up and spit on his hand then
slid back into Sam's pants. Sam did the same. Hot hell this felt
incredible. Sam's mind raced as the Major continued to kiss him.

	The tension was building. Sam could feel his balls churning. He
didn't know how much more of this he could take before he exploded. By the
sounds of the Major's moans; Sam could tell he was in a similar situation.

	At this point, both men had their athletic shorts on the
ground. They were stroking each other freely in the air in the middle of
the kitchen.

	Sam reached out and grabbed the Major's nipple. He twisted and
pinched. All of a sudden he heard a loud groan, "OH MY GOD. SWEET LORD. UHH
OH UHH" The Major bucked his hips and Sam grabbed his dick hard and stroked
harder. "OHHH FUCK YES" The Major bucked aggressively; his solid ass
tightening. "HERE I COME OH SHIT HERE I COME OHHHH" He moaned.

	With one last thrust the Major shot a load clear across in the
air. One rope cum. Two ropes of cum. Three ropes of cum. Sam's hand was
covered in cum.

	The Major relaxed. He looked at Sam and said, "Your turn, son!"
with a sly grin.

	The Major grabbed Sam's balls and started churning them. He stroked
Sam slowly at first, faster then and faster. He spit on Sam's cock, lubing
it and giving it a shiny sheen.

	Sam couldn't hold it any longer. His hips bucked. He looked right
into the Major's eyes. Seeing that handsome face and those thick forearms
attached to those strong hands sent Sam over the edge. He thrust wildly and
his cock exploded. Two huge streams of cum gushed from Sam's pulsating
cock; splashing the Major's shirt and covering his hand.

	The two spent, sweaty men stared at each other. A grin crossed the
Major's face as he licked his fingers.

	"Mmmm so sweat." He said quietly. "You'd better go."



The next few months were very awkward. The Major avoided Sam; was hesitant
curt when having to talk to him.

The Major stopped him abruptly in the hall, "We need to talk. Outside by
the pull up bars. Come with me," He said curtly.

"Lieutenant Kelly, what happened a few months ago was a mistake.  I feel
terrible. I let the situation get the best of me and I apologize. It can
not happen again. I mean that." He said quietly.

"Sir, I understand. I don't feel bad about what happened. It felt good but
we're both in a very precarious situation. I understand if I'm not your
type and it wasn't for you." Sam said.

"Um, er, it's not about that. It just can never happen again. I'm happily
married. It was wrong. That's all I'm going to say. Now forget about it."
He said curtly and strode off.

A few weeks past and the Major hadn't warmed up to him at all. `Well, one
hot experience is better than none' Sam thought a bit sadly.

Another week went by. Sam was sitting in his living room when he got a
text. It was Major Condley.

"Dinner at my place? I've been thinking. We need to talk again."

"ÉSure, Sir." Sam replied with a smirk on his face.

TO BE CONTINUED.