"LOOSEN UP " - Here's the opening scene of a story we posted about what develops when a handsome trooper passes out while standing at attention on a sweltering parade ground, and a spectator (with a heavy crush on the trooper) is asked to carry the young man's unconscious body in full uniform to a nice shadey location where he should lay him out and "loosen his clothes". We asked members to write the ending using as their guide the 25 stills & 2 videos accessable by clicking this MINI BOOT BUTTON. SCAN DOWN for links at the bottom of this page to the two best surprise endings we received.

As it happened, I was looking right at the young officer as he stood rigidly at attention out on the parade ground. He was easy to admire in his gleaming high riding boots and immaculate blue uniform. I envied the image he projected, sharp and cool in spite of the heat, like a man who could handle himself in about any situation. Imagine my surprise when, just as I was beginning my usual fantasy about how his tall, lanky body might look naked, the big trooper's knees suddenly buckled, he sank for an instant to a kneeling position, his head rolled back, his cap fell off, and he just flopped over sideways, coming to rest on his left side, lying motionless in a sort of fetal position. I remember how strange his boots looked splayed out like black scissor blades across on the grass. It wasn't unusual for men to pass out during these long ceremonies, and immediately, two groundsmen , as if following a familiar "show must go on" routine, hussled out to the fallen trooper.One got a grip under the trooper's arm pits, while the other grabbed hold under his knees, just above his boot tops. They man-handled him almost disrespectfully, like a big rag doll, hauling his limp body off the field at a jog. My eyes fixed on the unconscious man's legs, or more specifically on those beautiful, highly polished boots as they flopped up and down with each step. I couldn't believe my eyes when I realized the two "clean up" men would be bringing their unconscious cargo exactly past the point on the side lines where I happened to be standing. What happened next was for me a rush of confusion and wild excitement. Just as they reached my position, another man keeled over out on the parade field, and one of the two bearers called to me," Hey buddy, you look like you're in shape. Would you mind takin' this guy outa the sun for us.?" Before I could answer they were draping the unconscious trooper across my shoulders. I remember my first contact with his body was the feel of the rock hard muscles on the backs of his legs as I instinctively grabbed hold of them to keep his body from sliding off my shoulder and crashing back onto the ground. I remember being turned on by this sudden intimate contact with a man I been admiring from afar less than a minute before.His skin-tight uniform breeches (now pressing against my cheek) and his shirt were moist with his sweat, and as I looked down, I could see the silver buckle at the very top of his right boot just inches away from where my fingers gripped his leg. I wanted to touch the boot leather, but I didn't dare let go of his leg. I thought I could smell his boot leather, or was that his cologne? That's when I pressed my lips into the muscles of his thigh and whispered, "I REALLY WANT TO WEAR YOUR BOOTS, MAN."

I caried him toward the back of the old reviewing stand where there was plenty of shade (and privacy) as one of the groundsmen yelled back at me, HEY! DON'T FORGET TO LOOSEN HIS CLOTHING! OK?"

"OK! SURE THING!" I yelled back as I disappeared with my hot cargo behind the mostly empty stands.
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	Member composed surprise ending #1
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