I woke up on a Saturday morning and knew it was going to be a great day. It had snowed during the night and that meant fresh powder snow on the ski slopes. I had no duties for the weekend so I was planning on spending the weekend skiing in the mountains that surround the beautiful village of Zell am See, where I was stationed in the U. S. Army. The year was l948 and I was 20 years old.

I wanted to go skiing alone and be able to check the sexy guys who were skiing. The guys back then always wore tight fitting ski pants that showed their beautiful asses and baskets. After an Army breakfast at the resort hotel where I was stationed, I changed into my ski clothing and carried my skis through the village and to the ski cable car. It would take me to the top of the mountain and to the ski chair lift.

The car was crowded as it made its way up the mountain. We all got out of the car and lined up for the ski chair lift to take us further up the mountain. Once there, I was free to ski down the mountain and to the place where the ski chair lift would again take me up the mountain. I had a great time as the wind washed my face as I skied down the mountain. After a few runs down the mountain, I went to the restaurant that was up there, for lunch.

I sat outside on the big deck and enjoyed just looking at the snow- covered countryside. Even if I was outside, I was not cold. I always loved Austrian food, so as I waited for my lunch, a cute stud asked me if he could join me at the table. One look and I had a feeling that he was going to be something special. His ski pants showed the nice ass and basket that I always did love. I have always loved to watch a stud's ass. I love ass and can worship a nice ass. He was a l9-year-old German boy, very good looking and had a great smile. He joined me and we started having a good conversation as we had our lunch. He had been skiing with his friends from Germany, but had gotten lost from them.

After lunch the two of us went skiing together. It was great fun to be able to ski with someone who was so much fun to be with and such a good skier. He gave me a few pointers on skiing and then we would try it together. The ski slopes were crowded but he was a good skier and we zoomed through the crowd and down the ski run. About 3 in the afternoon, the warmth from the sun was leaving and soon the slopes turned cold. It was time to leave the slopes until tomorrow morning.

As the stud and I rode the cable car back down the mountain to the village, I found out that he and 3 friends were there for the weekend. They had hotel rooms in a small hotel. We said goodbye and I went to the Army hotel where I was living. After dinner in the Army mess hall, I went into town to check it out for studs, and hoping that I would meet up with this cute stud again.

I ran into the stud that I was skiing with and his friends.