Date: Tue, 30 Apr 2013 16:36:35 -0600
From: Brian <suddar40@shaw.ca>
Subject: Deep Freeze Chapters 1-4

Deep Freeze


A Gay Erotic Novel
By Brian Suddards

Preface


I stood on the catwalk surrounding the hanger bay. The huge squat
transporter sat dead center. The temperature had to be near freezing. It
wasn't unusual, every time the overhead bay doors were opened the
temperature dropped to well below freezing. The outgoing battalion was
loading along with the base personal that were being rotated out. I'd be
alone here for a short time.

It wasn't unusual, sometimes it just happened. The incoming training cycle
were enroute, but would not be here for about a week. My two Aides were due
to leave too and I had told them they could leave with the Battalion. It
wasn't something I worried about. The huge base was a veritable fortress
with only a few entrance points and all those were armored against almost a
nuclear attack.

I watched as Jerry Koss, the base Senior NCO slowly climbed the stairs from
the hanger deck. I had known Jerry for almost eight years now. He had been
an instructor at West Point Military Academy when I started there. He had
called me a dweeb plebe the very first day. Although academically I was a
wiz, at military training I really was a dweeb. With his help I went from
that dumb two left footed civilian to second in my class in two short
years. I think I fell in love with him the very first time I met him.

It was near the end of my fourth year at the Academy. As Deputy Cadet
Commander of the Battalion I had my own room. Rank does have its privileges
even at the Academy. I was in my room preparing for the weekly inspections.
All I had on was a pair of boxer shorts and my socks. Jerry walked in
unannounced.

I snapped to attention as soon as I saw him. He swung the door closed and
then walked around my room. He totally ignored me. After checking
everything he came and stood in front of me.

"You've come along way from that dumb civilian four years ago Graham."

"Thank you Sir."

Standing with him just a couple of feet in front of me was making my whole
body tingle. My stomach was doing flip flops.

"I have a confession to make Sir."

"Really? What might that be Graham?"

"I'm, I'm in love with you Sir." There I had finally said it.

I saw a small smile play across his face.

"Tell me Graham, What exactly do you love about me?"

"Everything." I stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders, and kissed him on
the lips.

When I stepped back the smile was gone. Oh fuck. Now I was in for it. He
turned and walked across my room. I heard the distinctive 'Click' of the
dead bolt being turned. He turned and walked back across the room. I was
sure I was about to get the living shit beat out of me. He stopped in front
of me.

"Well if its confessions you want Brian. I fell for you the first day you
were here."

After he said that he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I felt his
tongue on my lips and opened my mouth. Very quickly we were playing tongue
tag. His hands were sliding up and down my back. God it felt so right I
never wanted it to end.

After several moments he stood back. I felt his hand on my cock.

"Guess I better take care of this." He said as he kneeled in front of me.

My whole mind exploded as I felt him slide my cock into his mouth. My legs
started to shake and I was near falling when he just stopped. He stood and
guided me to the only chair in my room and pushed me into it. He went to
one knee and again swallowed all of me. I had never felt something so good
in my entire life. Very quickly I knew what was going to happen.

"Sir, Sir, I'm going to cumm." I almost screamed.

He stopped and looked up at me.

"I thinks its time you called me Jerry, at least while we are alone Brian."
He then went back down on me. That's all it took. I shot my load into his
mouth. I think I had the biggest orgasm I had ever had.

He sat back, pushed my cock back into my boxers and stood up. As I went to
kneel in front of him, he stopped me.

"Brian we have our whole life ahead of us. There will be a time later."

He pulled me up and we kissed again. Then he ripped the covers off my
bed. I thought he had something else in mind but just turned and walked to
the door. After opening it a bit he turned.

In the booming voice everyone at the Academy had heard many times before he
said.

"Jesus Christ Graham. You're not a plebe anymore. This place is a pig
sty. Get down and give me twenty."

I didn't hear the door close when he left.

Now I watched as he marched along the catwalk toward me. I turned and
stepped into the Control Room. As soon as he entered we were in a lip
lock. We kissed for perhaps a minute before he stepped back.

"Going to miss those sweet lips Brian. Behave yourself."

"You too love. See you in six months."

"Going to be a long six mouths without you Brian."

We kissed again and I watched as he marched back along the catwalk and down
to the hanger deck. I heard the take off alarm and stepped into the control
room. I hit the switch for the bay doors. I watched the take off, closed
the bay doors. Damn a week alone. Well I could always get drunk.






















1


Get drunk? Not going to happen. I did enjoy a drink once in a while but not
while on duty and I was going to be on duty alone for at least a week. I
went into the main control Center and sat down. My eyes wandered over the
screens. Well the base was secure. The weather outside was still the
same. Thirty Kilometer winds out of the NNW and snow. Always more snow. My
mind began to wander.

The world as I knew it had changed considerably since I was born in
2005. The first thing that had happened was the short vicious war that took
place between China and Russia. Russia lost and China had occupied
Siberia. With Siberia China had gained the oil she so desperately needed to
feed her growing economy. With price of oil hovering near 200 dollars a
barrel, China had been hard pressed to pay for the millions of barrels she
needed almost monthly.

That short war had been watched in all the other Capitals of the world. It
proved that China was not only a power house economically, but also
militarily. That scared a lot of people. Notably in Washington, Ottawa and
Mexico City. All three countries had mutual pact agreements and cooperated
in training and equipment procurement. Fearing that China, now embolden
with her easy victory over Russia, might think about going after the oil in
Alaska and Canada, the three Countries combined their Armed Forces into a
single Army, Navy and Air force. Now called the North American Armed
Forces, the NAAF for short, meant every one of the some 450 thousand troops
could be equipped and trained the same. Now after almost fifteen years the
NAAF was a force to be reckoned with.

Another thing happened that would have far reaching effects on all the
world. During the later 20th and early 21st Century the world had been
worried that the greenhouse gases from burning fossil fuels was warming the
Earth alarmingly. Once Scientists actually looked at the History of Earth
itself they determined that it was more cyclic than a continuing
problem. They noted that every hundred years or more the Earth did warm up,
followed closely and quickly by a cooling period. They also noted that
during the cooling period the magnetic pull of the Sun waned a bit,
allowing the earth to move every slightly farther from the sun. This same
warming and cooling had been going on for thousands of years. In 2020 this
cooling started to accelerate. The summers were getting shorter and the
winters longer in the Northern Hemisphere. Now in 2032 it was winter all
year round, at least where I was presently stationed.

With the increase in oil prices, the world started to look in earnest for
more economically ways to operate the growing industry and power the
growing population. Wind, sea and thermal Generators were used to some
extent, but the greatest development was the Cold Fusion Reactor. North
America, Europe, Russia, Australia and Africa embraced the reactor
enthusiastically. China for what ever reason stuck with fossil fuels. The
reactors could supply almost limitless power. The reactors freed up
billions of barrels of oil.  With further development they were also
reduced in size until they could be used in heavy construction equipment
and Military Vehicles. That brought the advent of Anti-grav tanks and
carriers. Here in the NAAF Base Edmonton were enough new Tanks and Carriers
to fully equip a small Division. That was what Base Edmonton was for. A
northern outpost with all the equipment and supplies to sustain a Division
in the field for six months. Of Course that was I was here too.

Now for a short time I had it all to myself.

In the 20th Century CFB Edmonton, as it was called then, was on the
northern outskirts of Edmonton. Now after the NAAF had added to the base
with several new and much larger buildings, was almost completely
surrounded by many huge warehouses, storage yards, manufacturing plants and
to the east Oil Refineries. Edmonton was the hub for all the oil shipped
south from the massive oil sands projects in northern Alberta. Most of
these warehouses, although still loaded with everything from soup to lug
nuts were just sealed buildings. The almost 3 million inhabitants of
Edmonton had left for warmer climbs. There were still a few hangers on, but
for the most part Edmonton was a ghost city, covered in snow and ice.

I flipped on the outside camera feeds. You couldn't see more than fifty
feet in the blowing snow. I figured if this kept up, those entire
warehouses and other buildings would be buried under several feet of
snow. The Base I wasn't worried about. The Cold Fusion Reactor buried deep
underground, kept the inside temperature near 20C and also the heating
coils in the walls kept the ice and snow off. The base would stand all
alone in a sea of white.

With nothing on the screens I just up and walked out. Time for some lunch
and then a quick check of the buildings under my oversee. Lunch was a
Redi-hot meal. I had several hundred to choose from. The Redi-hot was a
packaged meal that had a chemical bag attached. You just broke the seal and
the meal heated in a few minutes. It was standard fare both here in
Barracks and in the field. A far cry from the old MRE's.

After eating and a cup of Coffee I headed out on my rounds.


First stop the main Equipment bay. I was halfway along the tunnel
connecting the Hanger bay and equipment bay when the proximity alarms went
off.

"Fuck. Now what?" Probably some animal. I'd seen deer, elk and evens bear
all heading south since I had been here. Usually the outside alarms scared
them off, but the alarm kept going.

I turned and headed for the control room. Damn I was almost winded when I
got there. If Jerry had seen me puffing like this he'd have whipped my
ass. I checked the camera feed from where the alarm was. I could just make
out an animal or something laying in the snow. I tried to pan the camera in
closer but it just got obscured from the blowing snow. I flipped off the
automatic guns mounted on the roof and looked back at the figure in the
snow. Damn it moved and I saw it was either a boy or young man or women. I
couldn't tell which in the camera. From the looks of it he or she was not
dressed for the cold. Well easy to find out. I grabbed my parka and rifle
and headed for the building. It was the main Barracks. I got to the outside
door, keyed the code in and then had to force the door open against the
wind. It slammed shut once I was outside. Damn was it cold and except for
my parka I wasn't dressed for the cold either. The wind cut through me like
a knife. I could see the figure not ten feet away. I slogged through the
deep snow. I couldn't tell weather he or she was alive or dead. I just
pulled the bundle into a fireman's lift and headed back to the
door. Whoever it was he or she was very light. After getting my code in I
had to fight to get the door open. Once inside I set them down.

I checked their pulse first and could just feel it. From the color of the
face and hands I figured hypothermia was setting in. I had to warm them up
fast. Without thinking I just picked up the bundle and ran for one of the
big shower rooms in the barracks. I dropped my parks and rifle and carried
it under the shower head. It automatically came on and I adjusted the
temperature. The first thing I noticed was the rank smell that came off the
wet clothes. I manhandled his coat, sweater and t-shirt off. Well that
confirmed it was a boy at least. I pulled off his running shoes. Fuck he
didn't even have socks on. As I reached for his jeans, his eyes snapped
open.

He screamed in terror.

"Please don't hurt me. I'll do anything. Please." He tried to move away
from me.

I held him down.

"I won't hurt you Son, but I got to get you warmed up."

He crossed his arms over his chest and just lay crying.

I pulled his jeans off and as I reached for the very dirty underwear he had
on, his hands grabbed for them.

"Please don't. Please."

"Okay. Think you can stand?"

I helped him even as he shook like a leaf in a wind storm. I held him under
the shower head and increased the heat a little. I just let the water wash
down over him. I reached over to the side and grabbed a bottle of body
wash. It was just generic soap, used by all the troops. I squirted some on
his shoulders and began to wash him. He kept his hands down by his crotch,
as if to protect what his underwear covered. His shakes slowly subsided as
I washed him. I never went near his ass or front.

"Look Son, if you want to really get clean, you can do it yourself. Can you
stand alone?"  "Yes Sir." He said.

I handed him the bottle of body wash and then walked to one of the
benches. He watched as I stripped off my soaked uniform. I ignored him as I
stripped naked. I just went and stood under another shower head and started
to wash myself..

"If you want it hotter, just adjust it Son." I said as I stood under the
almost scalding shower. I'd always loved water as hot as I could stand it.

He watched me as I just washed everything. Finally he turned away and
dropped his soiled underwear. He washed himself all over. I watched as he
very gently washed his butt cheeks and then between them. He then turned
the shower hotter and I heard him moan.

"You okay Son?" I said.

"Yes Sir. Been so long since I felt hot water."

"Well lots of hot water so take your time."

I finished, shut off my shower and walked to big cupboard. I pulled out two
big bath towels. I dropped one on the bench and used the other to dry
myself. The young man shut off the shower.

"Can I be alone Sir?"

"Sure Son. I'll be just outside. Don't bother dressing, I'll get you some
new clean clothes to wear."

"Okay Sir."

I went out and threw my wet clothes into the auto laundry. Jesus troops had
it easy now. At West Point I had to wash my own uniforms and dry and press
them too. Now it was all down automatically. I sat and waited for the boy
to come out. When he did he looked a lot better than before.

"Son, do you have a name? I'm Brian."

"Sam, Sam Whitaker."

"Hello Sam. Welcome to NAAF Edmonton."

"Come on Sam, I'll get you outfitted."

WE walked out of the Barracks and into the tunnel to the Landing
bay. Across the bay and into another corridor. He kept a tight hold on the
big green towel around his waist. I came to a cross corridor and turned
down it. We came to a door that did not automatically open at my
approach. I hit a few numbers in the keypad and the door opened. We entered
a pure white room.

"What's this Sir?" Sam asked.

"Hospital. Want to check and make sure you have no life threatening
injuries. Don't worry, it won't hurt a bit."

"Okay Sir." He said

"Okay, I need you to stand on that pad. You can keep your towel on, but I
need you to put your hands by your sides."

After a quick scan, all it showed was some bruising on his butt cheeks and
some tissue damage inside his butt. My conclusion was someone had raped him
sometime in the past and not long ago either. That really pissed me off.

"That's it Sam. Come on lets get you dressed."

Back out and down the corridor and into a small room. Here a computer
terminal and several shelves and small trap doors. I walked to the
computer, keyed in my Military code number and hit execute. Very shortly
one of the shelves held my uniform in all the correct sizes. I turned to
Sam.

"Do you know your waist size Sam?"

"No Sir."

That meant he probably didn't know his inseam, neck or arm length either.

I turned back to the computer and typed in his name, added LT to the rank
box, clicked Medical OK, clicked NEW, and hit Execute.

Less than ten seconds later his name came up with an addendum. Picture and
scan required.

Fuck. Neither I could do here. I could get him dressed at least. I punched
in the uniform code. That screen came up immediately.

I picked up a very non tech cloth tape measure and turned to Sam.

"Sam, I'm a Major in the North American Armed Forces and at present the
Base Commander. I promise to never do anything to you that you do not
want. I need you to trust me."

"Okay Sir. I guess I do."

I quickly measured his neck size and after I asked him to lift his arms,
his chest. I reached for the towel and he grabbed it.

"Please Sam." He dropped his hands to his side.

I let his towel drop and measured his waist and hips. As I kneeled, I
looked at his cock. Damn nice, Almost five inches and cut. The dark red
pubes really set it off. I slid one end of the tape up under his cock and
measured his inseam. I watched as his cock slowly lengthened. Well that
would make what came next easier.

"Sam I can do this next or you can. I need to see your cock hard."

He never moved so I reached out and gripped his cock. When this had
happened to me back at West Point I had almost blown my stones. His cock
got almost instantly hard and he moaned. Hard he had just a hair short of 7
inches. Damn I wanted to swallow it right on the spot. Jerry had been away
less than 6 hours and I was already horny. Instead after measuring his
length just turned away. After imputing all my measurements, I had him put
his feet on a pad. It gave me his boot size.

"Okay Sam you can cover up. We just have to wait now."

He never moved.

"How old are you Sam" I really didn't need to ask. As soon as I had his
picture and retinal scan along with finger prints the computer would fill
in all the blanks on his records.

"Seventeen Sir."

A few minutes later his uniform arrived. I handed him the boxer shorts and
t-shirt. They fit perfectly. I showed him where everything else was and
then turned to finish dressing myself. I had to show him how to lace his
boots.

"You make fine officer Sam. Now I bet you're hungry."

The mention of food made his stomach growl and I laughed.

"Yeah." He said.

After dropping our wet towels in the laundry chute, I led Sam out of Stores
and up to my suite. The suite was really for the Base Commander and that
was usually a General, but with just a training Battalion here each cycle,
I was acting Base Commander.

I pulled a Redi-hot out and snapped the tab to let it heat. I grabbed two
bottles of juice and set them down. After the meal was hot, I put it in
front of Sam. It disappeared so fast I hardly got sat down.

"Do want some more Sam?"

"Yes Please."

"Okay, come over here and I'll show you how this works."

I showed him the menu selection and then told him to just touch the screen
next to the item he wanted. He hit two items and they popped into the slot
at the bottom of the machine. I showed him how to pull the heat tab and
told him to just wait a minute while the food heated.

I sat and ate my lunch and watched Sam. He went through the second meal as
fast as the first, but slowed down on the last one. He got up and grabbed
another bottle of juice. I had finished so I just looked at Sam.

At seventeen he was very good looking. The mop of dark red hair on his head
came almost to his shoulders. The green eyes almost pierced your soul when
he looked at you. I saw a few freckles across the bridge of his nose and
the indentation that told me he glasses at some time in the past. He had an
almost oval face, with a prominent nose and chin. His lips were almost
devoid of color, but I figured that was from the cold and lack of real
food. I'd already seen his body and with some good food and exercise I
figured he'd fill out into a very good looking young man.

I knew from the Medical scans he had been raped. From his words in the
shower, I was sure he was an unwilling partner in that rape. I wondered if
he was Gay. He had finished eating and knew I was looking him over. I
wondered what was going on in his mind now.

"What's going to happen to me now Sir?" He asked quietly.

"Well to begin with, I need to get your picture, finger prints and retinal
scans. Without them you would be stuck in here for the next week or so."

"Okay Sir. Then what?"

"Well you tell me what you want to do. Your safe here and I won't send you
out in the cold alone. If you want when I leave here you can come with me."

"Really. Why would you even want me?"

I got up and took him to one of the big couches and sat down beside him. Up
close he had a very erotic smell. Sweat mixed with soap and just that young
boy smell. I had to watch myself; Sam turned me on big time.  "Sam, I
already know of some of the things that have happened to you. I know you
were raped, the medical scans showed me that. After I have your picture and
fingerprints, the Data banks will tell me everything else. Maybe we can
find your parents."

"I don't got no parents. They were killed by a drunk driver four years
ago. I been a ward of the court since then." He broke down crying.

When I pulled him into my arms to comfort him, he hung onto me so tight I
could hardly breath. After he got down to just sniffles he sat back.

"I'm sorry Sir. Nobodies hugged me like that since my parents died."

"Well anytime you need a hug Sam, just ask okay?"

"Okay Sir."

"Sam can you tell me a little about what happened after you lost your
parents?"

"Well coz I was a minor, I was put into a group home. The older boys
controlled all us younger ones. It wasn't bad, we got to go to school and
there was lots to eat. They supplied everything. Some of the older boys
made us do stuff for them, but it wasn't real bad."

That was a pretty common story in Government run group homes. Younger boys
were abused by older boys. With only boys in these homes it was pretty
common.

"When the evacuations started they said we would be all moved South. Well
it didn't happen. We were just left." Sam started to cry again.

I pulled him into my arms again to let him cry it out. When he again got
back to sniffles he pulled back only a bit. He still held onto me.

"We all just went to the street to live. I mean the power was still on and
there was lots of food abandoned in stores and houses. We stayed together
for a while, but soon everyone was sort of pairing up. I was left out and
started to live on my own. About 6 months ago Eddy found me. He had a few
boys with him and travelled in a big truck. Pretty soon after he found me
he started to make me do the same as the boys in the Home did. I had to do
it for the other boys too."

"Were they all older than you Sam?"

"Yeah, only Eddy's son was younger, but he did his dad too sometimes."

I just shook my head. God what I would do to get my hands on that
cocksucker.

"I'd seen the other boys doing it in back, but I was always left alone. One
day we pulled into a big warehouse. Eddy said it was his home base. After
we all got hot showers and clean clothes, Eddy took me into his own
room. After he made me suck him, he forced his dick into my butt. I'd never
felt such pain before and screamed my head off. After he did it, he let the
other boys do it to me too. After a while it didn't hurt so much." Sam had
an iron grip on me.

"Well you never have to worry Son. Like I said nothing is going to happen
to you that you don't want. That I promise son."

After he settled down I asked him if we could go get the rest out of the
way.

"Okay. I guess I'm going need a hair cut."

"Well a trim at least." I grinned at him.

"Can I get a hair cut like yours Sir?"

My hair was about a quarter of an inch long. Typical military haircut.

"You sure Sam? You don't have too you know."

"Yeah, I think it looks neat." He ran his hand over my short hair. That
sent tingles all the way to my balls. Damn I had to be even more careful.

"Okay. Let's go."

We walked back over to the Hanger bay. I walked into a room with three
barber chairs. He sat down in the middle one. I draped a sheet over him and
tied it at his collar.

"You sure Sam? Once I start, there's no stopping."

"I'm sure." He smiled and it lit up his whole face.

It took all of about five minutes and Sam had a regulation military
haircut. After I pulled the sheet off, he stood and ran his hand over his
head. He then looked in a mirror.

"Now I look more like you Sir." He smiled again.

I could fall for this young man very easily. Problem was I think I already
was.

I led him up to the central control room. I went through another door in
the room and into the Identification Center.

"You're probably not going to like what happens next Sam, but you need to
trust me."

"I trust you Sir."

"Okay, go behind that screen and strip naked please." He just went.

I went to the tall both in the room and set the controls. Sam walked out
totally nude. I had a very hard time keeping myself in check. God damn it
he was beautiful.

"Okay, step into the booth."

I handed him a scull cap.

Put it on your head. It will protect your hair."

"Okay, put your feet on those marks on the floor. Then cross your hands on
your head. When I tell you, I want you to close your eyes and keep them
closed until I tell you to open them. It's very important that you don't
open your eyes until I say."

"Okay Sir."

"You are going to see a very bright light in front of your eyes. Don't open
them."

"Close your eyes Sam."

I closed the door to the cubicle, checked that he had his eyes closed and
hit the button on the consul. There was bright flash that lasted about half
a second. Then I hit the second button and he was covered in dark green
foam. Moment later water sprayed him all over. After I made sure all the
foam was washed off, I opened the door to the cubicle.

"Okay bud. All done. You can open your eyes."

I handed him a towel to dry himself and told him to dress.

As he was drying himself he found out he absolutely no hair anywhere except
on his head.

"Oh shit. What happened to my hair?" He said and walked out from behind the
screen.

"It was burned off. It will grow back, but now you are completely clean of
anything you might have picked up outside."

He ran his hand over his cock and balls and then up his ass.

"I don't know? I kind of like it like this." He giggled.

That gave me an instant hard on.

"Go get dressed Sam."

"Yes Sir."

I pretty much figured that Sam was gay at this point. All he had done
lately pointed that way. He had been very careful in the shower when I
first brought him in from the cold. Later when I told him to get hard, he
let me do it. Now he was trying to be more like me and nudity didn't bother
him at all. I had even seen a slight plumping of his cock when he was
fingering himself just now. I wondered if he had seen my bulge in my pants.

Sam came out dressed. I took him over to the computer.

"Put your hand on the screen Sam." A quick scan and I had both sets of
finger prints in the Data Banks. I took his retinal scans next and after
the machine spit out a number, I took his pictures.

"Okay. All done. Just need to wait for your tags."

A few minutes later a set of plastic tags dropped out of the machine. I put
a chain on them and draped them over Sam's head.

"There, you are now officially part of the North American Armed Forces. Now
Lieutenant Whitaker, when I leave here you will be coming with me. That's
an order." I laughed.

He stepped into me and hugged me.

"Thank you Brian." He had a very different look in his eyes when he stepped
back.

I almost leaned forward and kissed him. I really wondered if that was what
he wanted.

"Okay, lets go get you registered for cold weather gear and weapons."

"I don't know how to shoot."

"Well I can teach you some basics over the next week. At least give you
some range time and let you get used to one."

"Okay Sir. Sir is it okay now that I call you Brian or Sir?"

"You Sam can call me Brian."

"Cool." He smiled.

Two hours later Sam had the Standard side arm of the NAAF and a rifle. I
left the rifle in the arms lockup. He wouldn't need it for the next week or
so. I had no intention of going outside. I'd take him down and show him how
to use the side arm and give him some practice. I had a week before the
next cycle arrived. After they got here I could have the battalion teach
him how to use the rifle and get him some basic military training. By the
time my tour here was up he'd be pretty much up speed. We went back to my
suite for dinner.

I could not believe all this had happened in a single day.

He again ate three Redi-hots and two bottles of juice. After we were
finished, I mixed myself a drink and sat down in front of the TV. I flipped
on the news.

"Can I have a beer Brian?"

"Sure Sam. Help yourself. Once you're in the NAAF, you can drink all you
want, just not on duty."

Sam grabbed a beer and sat down beside me. A lot closer than I thought he
would. Him being so close was having an effect on my mind and body. I
wanted to just take him right then and there. I wondered if he knew he
might have jumped from the frying pan into the fire by coming into my
life. We watched the news and a couple of other programs on the satellite
feed. I saw his eyes starting to droop. All the good food and probably the
beer were putting him to sleep.

"Looks like you need some sleep Sam. Come on, I'll show you where you can
bed down."

He followed as I led him into the adjoining suite. I showed him the bedroom
and bathroom.

"I'll have the computer programmed to bring your clothes and uniforms
here."

"Brain, can I, can I sleep with you? I don't want to be alone."

"Sure Sam. Just come over when you're ready." Why did I say that?

My mind was in a turmoil as I walked back to my suite. I shut everything
down and turned out the lights. Went into my bedroom and quickly stripped
and climbed into bed. I didn't hear or see Sam come in, but felt the bed
sag a bit as he climbed in. He moved over and put his arm over my
chest. Damn, I thought, I had come to bed nude. My cock got instantly hard
and what's more I felt Sam's hard cock pushing into my side.

"This feels real good Brian. Thank you."

"You're very welcome Sam." I rubbed his back.

He snuggled up closer and put his head on my chest. He almost purred in
contentment.  I had a very hard time getting to sleep. Jerry used to sleep
just like Sam was now. What was I even thinking? I really could fall for
this young man.

I'm sure I just got to sleep when the alarm next to my ear beeped. I
reached over and switched it off. As I did the lights came up. I looked at
Sam. Sometime during the night he had lay on his back and pushed the covers
off. Now I looked down at his body.

His cock was hard, either from some erotic dream or just his morning
wood. The head was almost a perfect heart shape, accented by the flared
glands. His fairly large balls hung low. He really was a very good looking
young man. My bladder screamed at me, so I just rubbed his chest.

"Come on Sam. Time to get up."

His eyes fluttered and then he opened them and looked at me. A big smile
was on his face.

"Sleep well Sam?"

"Yeah, best in a long time. Thank you Brian." Then his eyes widened quick.

"Oh, I got to pee."

"Me too." I said and rolled to a sitting position before standing.

We were both standing at the bowl trying to relieve our swollen bladders.

"Damn it's hard." Sam said.

"You sure are Sam." I laughed.

It finally clicked in his head what I said and he giggled.

"Well you are too Brian."

"Yeah."

It took a while before either of us could finally piss in the toilet. Doing
what I normally did I just stepped into the shower. Sam followed me and
then yelled.

"Oh! That's cold."

"Well you are awake now." I adjusted the water and soon it warmed up real
fast.

I grabbed the body wash and washed him all over. He did plump up as I
washed his cock, balls and ass, but I just ignored it. When I was done he
took the wash and did me. To be honest I was rock hard when he finished
with me, but seemed to just ignore it.

After we got out and dried I just tossed the wet towel in the laundry chute
and walked out nude to the living room. I flipped on the coffee maker and
then turned to the computer. I brought Sam's file and directed his laundry
and clothes to the Deputy Commanders suite. When I turned Sam was right
beside.

"Brian, can I ask you something?"

"Sam, you can ask me anything you want. I'll always be honest."

"Are you Gay?" before I could answer, he put his finger on my lips.

"Let me finish Brian. I know I'm Gay. I think I knew even before I lost my
Mom and Dad. I didn't mind doing what the boys asked me in the group
home. I really hated it when Eddy raped me and even hated it when the other
guys used me. It was only when Eddy's son Harold fucked me that it felt
real good. Brian I think I love you." He went up on his tip toes and kissed
me on the lips.

Weather he thought at that point I might reject all he had just said, he
turned to move away. I reached out and grabbed one arm and pulled him up
against me.

"Yes Sam. I am Gay and I don't think, I know I'm falling in love with you."

I lifted his chin and kissed him. He mashed his lips against mine and I
felt his tongue. I opened my mouth to him and soon was in a game of tongue
tag. He felt so right in my arms I didn't want it to end. Finally we stood
back from each other. Tears streamed down his face.

"I love you Brian."

"I love you too Sam. Now let's get dressed and breakfast. Got to get some
meat on those bones."

"I got lots of meat here Brian." He said as he picked up his cock.

"You sure do and later I will really enjoy it. Now hop to it Lieutenant,
lots of work to do today."

"Yes Sir." He giggled and headed for his suite to dress.

Well I'm glad I didn't have to pay for what he ate. I'd be broke in no
time. After a couple of cups of coffee we both headed for the main Control
Center.

I took him up and showed him the base layout.

"It looks like a big wheel." He said.

"Exactly. Here in the center hub are all the Command and Control functions,
plus the hospital, Central Supply Hub, Communications and Defenses. Each of
these buildings radiating around the hub have a different function. This is
the one where I brought you inside. It's number one Barracks. This next is
Ground Attack vehicles. Next to it is another barracks. Then there's the
main food storage warehouse. Next is the parts warehouse. Next another
barracks and then last the ground transport vehicle bay. Of course here in
the center is also the landing bay."

"Wow, you got everything here."

"Yeah, including a large Fusion reactor buried about 200 feet under our
feet."

"So what do we got to do today?"

"Well first we have to send in a Status report to NAAF Headquarters. Come
on bud."

I took him into the Main Control Center. I sat down in the chair looking
over the whole Center.

"Okay, if this Base was at full strength, all those computers down there
would be manned. Because just I am here I have all there functions
transferred to this one terminal."

I quickly typed in the base status report and sent it off. Everything was
normal, except the snow had stopped and it was sunny outside. Too bad that
Battalion wasn't enroute now, it would be easy to get here.

"Okay. I'm all done here for today."

"You sure control a lot. This all runs on its own when your not here?"

"Yeah Sam. Eventually they won't even need me here. It will all be
automatic."

"Well I am glad you were here."

"I am too love." I kissed him on the cheek.

"I wish we could just go back to bed."

"Later Sam. Tonight I will do anything you want."

"Promise Brian?"

"Yes Sam, I promise."

The only thing that bothered me was the center screen. It showed all the
weather systems over or near North America. A big wet low pressure system
was pushing onto the BC Coast. If its present course continued we were in
for more snow and more high winds. The isobars were very close together.

"Come on Sam. I got some real work to do in the Tank bay."

"How come you got to work if you're Base Commander?"

"Well, I'm only Base Commander because I am senior Officer here. What I
really am is a Divisional Combat Maintenance and Logistical Officer."

"What's logistical mean?"

"That's supply Sam. I make sure the Division has everything they need to
fight."

As we talked we were walking toward the main tank bay.

"So we are just using those quarters. When that cycle comes in we have to
move."

"No, not really. The Officers that come in with the troops will stay with
the troops."

"Okay." He said, but I was sure he didn't understand.

"I'll explain it all later."

We walked into the tank bay. Not ten feet from the door was one of the huge
tanks. It just sat, a very dull glow covered it.

"Holy, is it huge." He walked to it and put his hand out to touch it.

"YIPES!" He yelled and pulled his hand back real fast.

I laughed as he shook his and hand and held it.

"It's not funny. That hurt."

"It wouldn't hurt you Sam. It's just a stasis field that covers the vehicle
to keep moisture and dirt off it."

I walked to the machine and placed my hand on it. My fingers tingled like
they had gone to sleep. I pulled my hand away.

"See, nothing to be worried about."

"Okay, come on. I got something to keep you busy for a couple of hours."

I took him into the training center. Here were four M1A22 simulators. I
walked to one of them and opened the door.

"Ever play video games Sam?"

"Sure, lots of times."

"Well this is the best video game you will ever play." I flipped on the
switch inside the door.

I directed Sam into the gunner's position.

"Okay, first adjust the seat and back until it's comfortable." After he was
done.

"Strap yourself in Sam."

I powered up the simulator and then fitted him with a head set and
microphone.

"Okay bud, this is what's going to happen next. I'm going to set this on
learning mode to start with. That will allow you to learn all the
controls. The two AI's will just sit silent until you go to the first level
training cycle. There's an AI for both the driver and Commander. When you
think you know all the controls, just flip this switch to level one
training. Then you can start fighting with the tank."

"Cool." He said.

"Okay, see you in a couple of hours."

I left him alone, grabbed a diagnostic tool kit and headed for A22 Baker 7.

The M1A22 was almost the ultimate in tank design. Fusion powered and using
Anti-gravity coils, it could litterly go anywhere. At close to 100 tons,
there was nothing on earth that could penetrate its almost 60 tons of armor
plate. About thirty tons of its weight was in the coils that lined the
armored bottom. The last ten percent of the weight was everything else. The
A22 as it was referred to, was a dream to operate. Almost completely
computer controlled, it made the crew almost redundant. I figured give them
another 20 years and they wouldn't need crews at all.

Being computer controlled meant the electronics had a habit of screwing up
on occasion. That was what was wrong with Baker 7. There was probably a
short in one of the circuit boards. All I had to was find it and replace. I
climbed inside and went to work.

Two and a half hours later I climbed out. Baker 7 was now combat ready. It
was near 100 degrees inside the tank with no air circulation. That only
worked when the tank was fully powered up. I was very hot ands sweaty when
I was done. I headed back to the training center. I walked to the computer
terminal that controlled the simulator Sam was in. I scrolled through what
he done so far. He was almost a natural in the gunners chair. That was one
of the things I had recommended to NAAF Headquarters, recruit guys who
played video games. Nothing came of it as far as I knew.

Sam was working on level two and it looked like he hit everything that came
his way. Time to send him some curve balls. First I keyed in a flanking
attack against his tank. The AI in the drivers seat automatically started
to turn the tank to the new attack. As soon as I saw it turning, I keyed in
a grav-coil failure. Sam would feel it as the hydraulics on simulator
slammed the tank to the ground. The gun did stop traversing for a moment
then it moved again. He got four shots and four kills before the simulation
ended.

I walked to the simulator and opened the door. Sam was sitting in the seat
just grumbling.

"What's the matter Sam?"

"It just stopped before I could finish."

"Yeah, I know." I laughed.

"You did it."

"Yup. Had to give you something a little more real. Never know what's going
to happen in combat Sam. Come on lets get something cool to drink."






2



As Sam stood up, I saw the sweat stains under his arms and where the straps
were. It also looked like he pissed his pants.

"Looks like you had an accident." I laughed.

Sam turned beet red and stammered.

"It's not funny. It just happened. I didn't even know until it started and
I couldn't stop." He was almost in tears.

"It's okay Sam. It happens to everyone, even me. Some times when things get
exciting or in combat when you're scared, it just happens. Nothing to be
worried about."

When he got close I pulled him into my arms. I knew I need to piss, so I
just did it while I was holding him. He knew right away and stepped back.

"Gee, I must be excited getting close to you." He burst out laughing.

"Come on love, let's get washed on the outside and cooled down inside."

It was a lie. I had never pissed myself, either in a simulator or in the
short stint of combat I had in South Africa against the Somali Rebels. I
wouldn't tell him that.

We walked back to my quarters. I just started to strip and Sam did
too. After a quick shower, I dried and put on boxers. Sam looked a little
disappointed, but walked to his suite to dress. He came back out in less
than a minute in boxers too. I handed him a cold beer and we sat down on
the couch. I flipped on the TV. I switched to the weather channel. We sat
and watched for a while. Just being this close to Sam was making me hard.

"Brian."

"Yeah Sam." He reached over and gripped my cock.

"Brian, you're real big. Even bigger than Eddy. Can you go real slow when
you put it in me."

"We don't have to do that Sam. There's lots of other stuff I like too."

He looked at me with those big green eyes. I almost melted on the spot.

"Like what?"

"Well these for one thing." I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

Before he could respond, I pushed him flat on the big couch. I leaned down
again and kissed his nose.

"That's another place." He giggled.

I moved down and licked and sucked each of his tits. He started to squirm
and moaned.

"Hmm Sam. Those are real nice." I slide further down his smooth chest and
stomach.

I looked at his very hard cock. The heart shaped head gleamed with
precumm. I swiped my tongue over the head.

His whole body seemed to jump and he moaned real loud.

"This is one of my favorite things Sam." I then let it slide right into my
mouth and throat.

"OH GOD!" He screamed.

He really started to thrash on the couch and his hips bucked up every time
I went down on him. He gripped and couch and his eyes screwed tightly
shut. Beads of sweat popped out on his brow. It didn't take him long to
reach his point of no return.

"Oh God. I'm gonna Come." He panted.

I felt his cock thicken a bit in my mouth and then three quick shots of
salty sweet nectar shot over my tongue into my throat. I just continued to
suck and was rewarded when two more small shots came from him. His whole
body was ridged from his orgasm. As I lifted off he just slumped, almost
faint on the couch.

I leaned over and gently kissed him. His tongue darted into my mouth and
became almost like a live wire as he searched in vain for part of him.

As I sat back, he smiled.

"I never felt anything like that before. No one ever did that to me."

"Wow Sam. You mean no one ever sucked you before. Well love your going get
lots more from me. You taste real good."

"Really, all the guys I sucked tasted real weird and salty."

"Well you taste like the sweetest honey Love."

I pulled Sam up and he just hugged me close. I felt his hand on my cock.

"My turn." He smiled.

I stopped him.

"Sam lets get something to eat and then we can have each other for desert."

"Brian, I really want you inside me. I love you and want you to have all of
me."

"Sam, we don't have to do everything the first day."

"Well it's the second day, but okay as long as you promise."

"I promise Sam." I stood and pulled him up.

We ate in total silence. I think buried in our own thoughts. I figured my
thoughts were pretty close to Sam's. Sam had said to me when I hugged him
that he hadn't been hugged since his parents had done it. Well I don't even
know who my parents were. I was raised in an orphanage in Amarillo
Texas. Like I thought about Sam, all group homes being the same, well I
lost my virginity in the orphanage. Difference might be that I wanted the
boy to fuck me. Later I found I loved a cock in my ass and I loved to stick
my dick in boys asses. Sucking was almost an every day occurrence.

No one ever hugged me, that was considered too Gay, even though we sucked
and fucked each other. IT was more about filling a need I guess.

I was real good in school, so good in fact I skipped grade five and grade
eight. That put me two years ahead of everyone else. When I got top marks
in the State Finals for grade twelve, I was asked where I wanted to go to
university. I said West Point.

Well being the youngest boy at West Point was not a bed of roses for me. If
it had not been my ability at Martial Arts, I don't think I would have
survived the first year. I was universally hated by every other student at
the Academy. I decided then and there I would be the best Student West
Point had ever seen. Jerry helped me a lot after seeing how hard I
tried. Being second best at the end of my four years was almost as good as
best.

When Jerry hugged me the day I came out to him, was first time in my life
that anyone hugged me. So starved for love, I guess I really am starved for
love. Now I loved Sam and I know he loved me. Jerry was still on my mind,
but I had already pushed him back.

I didn't even know I was crying until Sam brought me out of my reverie. I
just got up and almost ran around the table. I pulled Sam up and hugged
him. That opened the flood gates and I cried my eyes out in his arms as he
hugged me back.

It took quite a while before I stood back. Without a word, I took his hand
and lead him into my bedroom. We both just dropped our boxers and climbed
on to the bed. Sam remembered that I had said we would have each for
desert; he lay down with my cock right at his lips. His hard spike was
barely an inch from mine. I licked the head and he moaned. Then I felt his
lips slide over my cock head. My body shot forward at the feelings and he
gagged. I stopped and pulled back.

"Sorry Sam."

"Sokay, jus wasn't ready." He slurred, and then I felt my cock sliding
right into his throat. I felt his nose in my sparse pubes.

I just dove onto his cock. I gagged a bit as it slid into my throat. This
is what I loved best of all, just sucking on a real smooth cock. I could
suck forever. Sam seemed to be really enjoying what he was doing to me as
well. He was pushing me closer and closer even as I wanted it to
last. Wanting to slow down a bit, I slipped his cock out of my mouth and
sucked one of his hairless balls into my mouth. Damn. I was sure they were
bigger than mine. They were the size of small walnuts. After bathing his
balls and sucking each I licked under his balls. I could not see his prize
and wasn't sure of his reaction if I went further.

Rimming a guy had never occurred to me before Jerry. I always thought the
idea of licking a guy's hole as gross and indecent. Jerry taught me the
real art of rimming and after he did it to me I did him as well. Now I
loved to do it.

Well one way to find out. I rolled onto my back, pulling Sam with me. It
never slowed him down, he just continued to bob on my cock. I used my hands
to spread those two white globes. I ran my tongue up his crack and then
over his wrinkled pucker. As soon as my tongue touched it, he sat bolt
upright.

"GOD BRIAN!" He screamed and his whole body weight came down on my face.

He just as quick went back down my cock sucking even harder than before. As
I ran my tongue over his pucker and pushed at he started to move, trying to
push my tongue deeper. I wished my tongue was longer, I'm sure I could have
got it inside him. I thought about using a finger, but he took it out of my
mind as he lifted up, used one hand to push his cock into my mouth and
dropped back down. His cock was forced into my throat. I barely had time to
even think before his load shot directly into my throat. I'm sure it went
directly into my stomach. That set me off and I thrust up into his
mouth. He was ready this time as I unloaded all my pent up passion into
him.

After both of us were finished getting off, Sam switched around and we were
in a lip lock. Both of us like vacuum cleaners, each trying to get part of
the other. Finally we broke a part. Sam looked at me with dreamy eyes.

"You're the only one I will ever love Brian."

"Sam, you're number one in my life now. I love you so much." Jerry was all
but forgotten.

He snuggled next to me with his arm draped over me. I just held him. Sleep
came real easy.

We were in the same position when my alarm woke me. I looked at his almost
shaved head resting on my chest. I gently rubbed his back and he lifted his
head. He kissed me and made a face. Then another look came over his
face. He bounded out of bed so fast I was shocked. He ran for the bathroom,
closing the door as he entered. I figured all the rich food had finally
gone through his system.

I really needed to piss, but waited a few minutes to give him time to
finish. I knocked at the door and he opened it. Whew, did he ever go. I hit
the switch by the door and with a whoosh the air in the bathroom was
quickly cleared.

"Sorry Brian. I just couldn't wait."

"No problem love. It happens to everyone. Just switch the fan on next
time." I laughed.

"You got any tooth paste and mouthwash Brian?"

"Here, use this. It will rinse your mouth and clean your teeth." I handed
him a bottle of liquid.

He went into the shower as I cleaned my mouth. He yelped when the ice cold
water came on. It was already warming when I joined him. After washing each
other and drying, I headed to put the coffee on. As I came back in the
bedroom, Sam was filling one of the shelving units with his clean clothes.

"Can have my clothes sent here Brian. I'm only sleeping with you from now
on."

"So in the Army one day and already giving orders." I chuckled.

"Yes Sir."

"Okay love. Glad you reminded me."

I slipped on boxers and went out for my first cup of coffee. Sam joined me
and we had breakfast before we dressed. After we were ready, first stop was
always the Command Center. I sent in my daily report. Got an
acknowledgement and then looked over the screens.

"Shit."

"What's the matter Brian?"

"Outside temperature and wind velocity. We won't be getting anyone coming
for a while."

"Why not?" He asked.

"Sam, the transports the NAAF uses are not really aircraft. Their more like
a hovercraft. In reality, they are a ground effect vehicle. They work best
from 10 meters to 150 meters over the ground. Now the Vehicles we use for
fighting have no moving parts outside the vehicles, but the transports have
huge fans that supply lift. Even though they were built to be used in any
weather, there are always limitations. Extreme cold is one of those
limitations. Even though they are called super lubricants, even they stop
working in extreme cold. Right now it's minus 40 C outside and wind is
almost due north at 80 Km per hour. That makes the wind chill near minus 70
C. Add in the transports speed over the ground and your looking at near
absolute Zero. They won't even think about coming here unless it's under
minus 60 C."

"So were stuck here alone longer. I got you Brian, so I'll never be alone
again."

"No love. You will never be alone again."

I pulled him close and gave him a kiss.

"So what are we going to do today?"

"Well first, I think we will finish getting you outfitted. You still need
combat armor and cold weather gear. Then I'll start teaching you about your
weapons. Might as well start on your training."

"Cool." He smiled.

We walked out of the Command Center, down a flight of stairs and then
headed across the landing bay. We entered another corridor that led to the
supply center. As soon as we walked in, all the lights came on.

"Fuck, this place is huge." He said.

Six rows of racks all nearly 100 feet high extended the full length of the
warehouse. Along each side of the racks stood automated machines.

"This place is fully automated Sam. Not a single human has to be in here
anytime, except to get you fitted for Armor and cold weather
gear. Everything in here is registered on a computer. Even that uniform you
are wearing, the Redi-hots we eat, even the soap and mouthwash is all in
here. There's everything needed in here to keep a full division working and
supplied for six months stored in here."

"Wow!"

I led him to a room off the main warehouse. I turned up the heat
inside. Once it warmed a bit more, I walked to a computer terminal.

"Okay, as is usual I need you to strip."

"That coz you like my nude body." He giggled.

"That I do Sam, but we need to outfit you from the skin outward. You can
leave your socks on."

I punched up Armor and Cold Weather on the computer along with his name. a
split screen came up with all the items shown. I hit the line for jock. A
few seconds later a trap opened and a packaged jock and cup appeared on the
shelf.

"Put these on Sam." I handed him the jock and cup.

"Comfortable Sam?" I asked after he had them on.

"How come the cup is so weird shaped?"

I walked to him, grabbed his jock and cup and pulled them forward. Then I
slid my hand inside and gripped his cock. He got almost instantly hard and
moaned. I let go and pulled my hand out. I set the jock and cup back in
place.

"Still comfortable Sam?"

"Oh wow, ahh yeah I guess."

"Sam the cup will help protect your cock and balls no matter what state
you're in. that's why I made you get hard and measured your cock length."

"Okay Brian."

I handed him the almost sheer skin tight underwear. Then thick thermal
pants and shirt. After that came his combat pants and white camo
pants. After fitting all the tops, I added his armored vest and pants. Last
came his parka and hood.

"Damn, I got to wear all this? I can hardly move."

"You'll get used to it. Better to protect what I love than lose you Sam."

After I was finished I had it all sent to my suite.

"Okay change back into your regular uniform Sam. We're done for now."

We tossed everything into a laundry chute and headed back to our suite. By
the time we got there all his new stuff was in one of the bins.

We sat and had a coffee. It was still a couple of hours until lunch. We
could start him on weapons.

"Come on, we'll get your sidearm."

We walked into my bedroom and up to two cabinets bolted to the floor and
wall.

"Your weapon is in that cabinet Sam."

"It don't open." He said after he tried to open the door.

I showed him the retinal scanner on his locker. After he got in the correct
position in front of it, it scanned his eye and then beeped. The door to
the locker just opened. I was surprised to see a rifle in the locker as
well as his sidearm.

"Okay, grab the pistol and one empty magazine."

I opened my locker and got my sidearm out. We went back to the living room.

I spent the next two hours showing Sam how to strip his pistol, how to
clean it and some of the stoppages that could happen and how to fix
them. By lunch time he was pretty good at it. After lunch we went down to
one of the indoor ranges and I showed him how to shoot. To be honest, I was
a lousy shot. To me a pistol was useless except maybe to use one bullet to
kill yourself to prevent capture. I didn't tell Sam that. Like me he was a
lousy shot.

"I'll never hit anything with this." He said as we cleaned our weapons.

"I can't either love. I hate the damn thing, but regulations say all
officers must carry one."

After lunch I taught him rudimentary drill movements. How to salute. How to
stand at attention and at ease. Also how to march in step as we walked. He
picked things up very fast. He didn't forget what he was taught. His mind
was like a trap, absorbing everything. I wondered how smart he really was?
Well that was something I could check later.

The next two days were pretty much the same. After breakfast we checked the
command Center, sent off the daily report and then spent time on the
range. I gave him some lessons on his rifle too.

The standard Infantry rifle was a much changed derivative of the old M-16
used in Viet Nam some sixty years before. Now called the M-242, the only
thing in common with the M-16 was the caliber. It was still 5.56mm. The
weapon Officers carried was a shortened version of the standard weapon. I
showed him how to strip and clean his weapon. I couldn't show him how to
shoot it; the ranges for the Rifle were outside. I could and did show him
how to load and unload and for a few days we carried both the pistol and
rifle to get him used to its weight.

At night we still sucked each other off before sleeping, but I could tell
Sam was getting more frustrated. It all came to a head the fifth night we
were together.

"Brian, you promised you would put it inside me. It's been almost ten days
since Harold did me and the longer we wait the more it's going to
hurt. Please Brian I want you to do me."

I looked at those big emerald eyes, now glazed with unshed tears.

"Okay love."

He just hugged me tighter.

I knew if I was going to get into him, I was going to have to open him up
quite a bit. Just lube wouldn't do it and neither would a couple of
fingers. Jerry and I never used lube lately so I had nothing in my suite.

"I have to go get a few things love. I'll be right back." I rolled out of
bed, slipped on my boots and headed down to the hospital.

It took several minutes to find all I needed. Sam had never moved when I
walked back into the suite.

I sat down on the edge of the bed to explain what I was going to do.

"Okay love. I've already had a finger inside you. Now I'm going to put up
to three fingers inside. Two might hurt a bit, but three will hurt. After
you are used to three fingers I'm going to use this instrument. It's called
a speculum. It's used to open up your rings so a Medical Technician can
look inside your butt. If there had been a Medical Technician here when you
first arrived he would have probably already checked your insides when the
scan noted you had scarring inside from the rape. He would have put you to
sleep first. I have no way of doing that love."

He just nodded.

"Okay, flat on your back and pull your thighs back." I knelt on the bed
between his pulled back legs.

"I'm going to use desensitizing cream first. It is a mild anesthetic. It
will help relax your rings. After I'll use a super lube." Again he just
nodded.

I coated my fingers with lots of cream and pushed a finger inside. He
moaned real loud and his cock got harder. When I pushed two fingers in he
grunted but then started to moan again. Three would be the real test. I
coated all three fingers and slowly pushed them into him. He clamped his
eyes shut and gritted his teeth. A groan of pain escaped from his clinched
teeth. I repeated with three fingers several times always coating them with
cream first. I wanted to get as much desensitizing cream on his rings as
possible. Closed the speculum was about the same size as my three
fingers. I coated it with lots of lube and pushed it inside his hole.

"Oh God that's cold." He said.

He wouldn't notice the cold shortly.

I knew I was going to have to open him up with at least two and maybe three
squeezes on the handles of the speculum.

"Ready love? This is really going to hurt."

I never even waited for his reply just squeezed the handles once and then
again. His whole body jack knifed on the bed and he screamed so loud, I'm
sure it could have been heard all over the base.

"TAKE IT OUT! Take it out. Oh God it hurts. Please take it out." He
pleaded.

Not wanting to hurt him anymore I released the speculum and pulled it
out. I put the head of my cock on his hole and pushed inside him. It
slipped in easy past his rings. I felt them clamp down on my shaft. Damn he
was hot inside. I leaned over and kissed him, stifling his screams.

"It's out love. Only me inside now."

"It still hurts."

"It's up to you love. I can pull out if you want me too."

"No, no leave it a minute." He groaned.

I just held myself steady. I could feel the muscles of his rings clamping
and releasing. He wasn't trying to eject my cock.

"A little more Brian." He said.

I applied a little pressure and was shocked when my cock slid all the way
into him. I felt my balls hit his ass cheeks. That was all it took for
me. His super heated insides and super snug fit, made me come. His eyes
snapped open and he half groaned and moaned.

"It feels like I got a pole inside me." Then.

"Go slow please Brian."

He groaned as I pulled back and when I slowly went back in. He grunted in
pain when I hit the top of his canal. I figured I knew why and we would
need to clean him out before we did this again. When I checked my cock to
see if I had torn anything, I knew we had to clean inside; my dick was
almost covered in his crap.

"Faster Brian."

I speeded up until I was almost pounding his tender hole. His moans got
louder, but he still grunted occasionally as I hit the upper reaches of his
chute. I was getting closer again and really started to move. He gripped my
back and I felt his nails. Not having anymore control I finally shot again
deep inside him. I collapsed on top of him.

"God that feels so good Brian."

"For me too love."

As I started to pull out his ass gripped my cock, almost as if he didn't
want me to leave. I sat back and he lifted himself on his elbows.

"Oh yuck." He said as he saw my shit covered cock.

"Yeah love. We need to clean each other out before we do it again."

I headed for the bathroom. Sam followed albeit a lot slower. I turned on
the shower, waited until it was hot before stepping in. I washed my cock
and after he got in I gently washed his butt and hole. After getting clean
I stepped out.

"Sit on the toilet Sam."  I hit the button for the exhaust fan and then
fixed a rubber hose to the faucet on the basin. I handed him the end of the
hose.

"Okay love. I want you to put the end of the hose into your butt. When the
water starts, move the end around to get everything inside cleaned
out. Your hands going to get dirty, but don't worry. You can jump in the
shower when you're done."

"That feels weird." He said as the water shot into his ass.

I had to flush twice before nothing but water was coming out.

I shut the water off and told him to pull the hose out and empty everything
inside.

"Now jump in the shower while I clean myself out."

"Why do you need to?" He asked.

"Hey, you're not the only one who likes a dick in his ass Sam."

"I never done that before." He said, but his cock got instantly hard.

After cleaning myself out I joined Sam in the shower and we washed each
other. We dried off and went back out to the bed.

"Fuck me again Brian."

Fuck him I did and took almost an hour before I could come inside
him. Sometimes it was real slow and other times I fucked him like a
piston. He moaned and groaned the whole time. I was totally wasted when I
finally came. After pulling out I pulled him up into my arms.

I thought about rimming him. Jerry had rimmed me a couple of times after
screwing me. Rimming a clean pucker was okay, but actually getting what was
inside, I just couldn't do it. Sam had rimmed me the night after I had done
him and he said he loved it.

"I love you so much more now Brian."

"Well, now I want you inside me Sam."

"Okay, but I never done it before."

"No problem. Just do as I did Love, but you don't need to loosen me up
first."

He climbed between my legs as I pulled them back. I felt the head of his
cock on my hole.  "Just lean forward love and push it in."

Well he may have said he'd never done it before, but he sure knew what to
do. He just started to move in and out of me. I think he came the first
time after only a couple of strokes, but it never slowed him down. I was in
heaven.

"Harder Sam, faster. That feels so good."

He started to move up and down as he pounded me and hit my prostrate on
about every second stroke. That just about drove me insane. I'm not sure
how long it went on for, but I felt another load squirting into my
bowels. He collapsed over me.

As he wilted, he slipped out.

"Oh baby I love you."

Both totally exhausted we just cuddled together. Sleep came easy.

The following morning Sam was a lot happier than he had ever been. He
showed it in many ways. He had always been attentive to my teaching him all
I knew, but now he wanted more information and asked some very intelligent
questions when ever I was giving him instruction. The days were pretty much
the same. We didn't make love every night. Sometimes I'd love him and
another night he would do it for me. We almost always sucked each other
before sleep.

I was beginning to worry that the Battalion might never show up. Problem
was the day time temperatures were always hovering near minus 50 C and got
much colder in the longer nights. The winds remained fairly steady out of
the north at about 40-60 km per hour. Made for very cold wind chills and
too cold for the transporters.

I finally contacted NAAF Headquarters and voiced my concerns. They
concurred that unless there was a warming trend myself and Sam would be
here alone, possibly all winter. That didn't bother Sam and I suppose it
didn't me either. At least with Sam here I wouldn't be alone. I'm not sure
I could have handled being alone for 7 or 8 months.

Sam and I had started to exercise too. We used the big gym facilities under
barrack 1. I even contemplated filling the big pool so we could swim, but
put that off. Now with the possibility of being here for many months I
started it filling. It would take several days to fill and heat.

One morning while we sat in the Command Center Sam asked a question I
couldn't honestly answer.

"I wonder if any of the other guys from the group home are still around."

"Don't really know love. Let's see what we can find."  I did find a City
Town Plan, but it was over five years old and still showed most of the
streets and avenues. Now most of those were buried in snow. Sam was able to
find where the group home was, well near anyway.

I sent off a request for a thermal overlay of the city. It would show me
all the hot spots. Maybe we could find Sam's friends that way. It took
almost a week to arrive by satellite feed.

The new map of the city was mostly white now that snow covered
everything. I was surprised at the number of places that showed heat. The
base of course was a huge blob of black on the map, but several buildings
in the downtown showed heat as well. Single spots were all over with a very
large one deep the western part of the city.

"Too bad we can't go and look." Sam said as we looked closely at the map.

"Well maybe we can Sam. Maybe we can."






























3


"What do you mean Brian? We can't go outside, we'd freeze our nuts off."

"Maybe if we were walking around, but not inside a vehicle."

He just looked at me.

"Come on Sam. Time for you to learn how to drive."

This time I walked toward a tunnel we had not been in before, at least Sam
had not. It led to the vehicle bays. The lights came on as we walked in.

"Think you could learn how to drive one of those Sam?"

"What are they?"

"Those, my love, are Armored Personal Carriers. They work very much like
the A22, but are built to carry infantry. Come on, we'll get you set up in
a simulator."

When I mentioned the simulator his eyes lit up.

He needed no instruction to get into the seat at the front of the
simulator.

"Okay Sam. This is different. You won't be firing any guns, but you're
going to be just as busy. Normally it takes about six weeks to train a good
driver. I'm giving you three days."

He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Sam I know you can do it. The controls are pretty much the same except
instead of a gun; you're controlling the whole vehicle. Strap yourself in
real tight; it's going to be a rough ride."

"It's the same as before isn't it?" He asked.

"Do you know what a Maglev is Sam?"

"Sure. That's the same as the underground trains."

"What would happen to you if you were standing on an icy sloop?"

"I'd probably fall on my ass." He giggled.

"Well this vehicle operates the same as a Maglev except there are no rails
to guide it. That's your job and it's going to act like it's on a slippery
sloop all the time. We'll start you on the learning program so you can
learn the controls. Don't be too aggressive Sam. It takes a light hand to
control the vehicle."

"Okay. What are you going to be doing?"

"I'm going down to start up my command vehicle and bring it up to this
bay. I'll be back in an hour or so."

"Okay."

I left him to it. I was pretty sure he'd catch on quick. He'd mastered the
gunnery controls of an A22 pretty fast.

I went down to the lowest level of the vehicle Hanger. Here my Command
Vehicle and all the remote controlled resupply vehicles sat. Normally I'd
have two extra operators in my vehicle. They controlled the resupply
vehicles. I commanded the carrier and I had a driver too. I could drive,
but wasn't as good as I'd like to be. It took the better part of an hour to
start it up and then move it to the first level. I only hit one other
vehicle on my way.

The simulator was hardly moving so I figured he was doing road march
training in level one. I went inside and strapped myself into the
Commanders position. I slipped on the head phones and mike and then
switched off the AI control function. I just sat and watched the computer
generated scenery slide by. With just a touch of the controls in the
Command seat I could add almost anything to the road march training he was
doing. Signs, telephone poles, people, cars or even more vehicles. Most of
that could be added later. I just sat and watched Sam.

I flipped a sidebar on my screen to see what part he doing. I remembered it
instantly. It had taken me four tries to get this one right. The road he
was on went up an incline and then down the other side. Difference was down
the other side consisted of three hair pin curves. Each was different. If
your speed was not correct, you would just slide off the road and down the
cliff. I was some sore after that day of training. I almost laughed.

Sam did it perfectly and except that the simulator was a training device
for a fifty ton vehicle, you might have thought he was driving a race
car. He was doing near 80 km per hour at the bottom of the hill. As it
straightened out there was town coming up on the right. Time to throw him a
curve ball.

"Right turn into the next town and stop." I said.

He lost control almost instantly, when he wrenched back on the yoke and
then turned it to the right. The coils of the carrier went into full
reverse and then abruptly turned to the right. Now it was travelling
sideways at about 50 km per hour. Before the AI could compensate for Sam's
hard commands the carrier sliced through the road sign and thundered into
the ditch. It stopped when it hit the other edge of the ditch. The AI just
stopped. I burst out laughing.

Sam was slumped in his seat and I could smell the unmistakable odor of
urine. Sam I figured had pissed himself again.

"Why did you do that? I was doing good."

"Sam you were driving like it was a race car, not a fifty ton APC. Do you
know what you did wrong?"

"Yeah I should have used the foot pedals to slow down and then turned."

"Good, now lets do it again. Remember its fifty tons under you and not a 2
ton race car." I reset the scenario and he was sitting at the bottom of the
hill.

After screwing it up twice more I just sat and let him think a few minutes.

"Sam! Stop thinking like this is some kind of video game. If this was real,
there would be ten men in the back and right now they would be so banged up
they would not be fit for combat. You would driving them back to the base
hospital. Get it right this time."

"Yes Sir." He said quietly.

He made it this time. I shut the simulator off and stood up.

"Good job Sam. Come on lets get cleaned up."

I never even commented when I saw he had pissed himself again. Instead of
our suite I took him to the gym below barrack 1. We went to the hot tub and
stripped. Once we were in I pulled him close.

"Thought this might be better on your sore muscles love."

"I'm sorry Brian. I kept forgetting that it was a fifty ton vehicle."

"Sam, when I took this training, I fucked up more often than you could even
think. I spent almost a month in that damned simulator. Everyday, six hours
a day, I had an instructor yelling in my ears. When I finally got into a
real vehicle with troops in the back, I was so scared I'd screw up that I
did. The Instructor had me stop and took me out and kicked the shit out of
me. I never screwed up again. Sam, I'm not going to beat on you. Tomorrow
we will try some urban settings. The next day we'll go look for your
friends."  We made love to each other after dinner. Sam was much more
relaxed and happier the next day. He was also much better in the
simulator. I didn't figure we would have too much problems in downtown
Edmonton. Most of the cars and other obstacles would be covered in snow by
now.

After breakfast the next morning we started to dress for outside. I handed
Sam a thick set of underwear.

"What are these?"

"Adult diapers." I said as I put a pair on.

He just stood looking at me, almost like he might just cry.

"Sam, we are going to be outside here for at least six or seven
hours. Think you can hold it that long. Wet pants and cold weather don't
mix well."

We didn't don our armor.

Grabbing our rifles and parkas walked down to the vehicle bay.

"Wow! They are really huge." He said as we walked up to my carrier.

All the lights were on inside and we walked up the ramp and into the back
of the carrier. I had stowed both computer terminals and put down regular
seats. Sam just moved up and sat in the driver's seat. After I got into the
command position, I shut the ramp. I contacted the Base Computer system and
downloaded the thermal map of Edmonton.

Sam had strapped in and was checking his controls. They were identical to
what he had used in the simulator.

"Ready Love." I said in the boom mike.

"It's just like the simulator Sam."

"Okay." He didn't sound very convinced.

I hit the command for the big bay doors. They slowly opened.

"Take us out onto the ramp and stop."

The hardest part of getting used to one of these vehicles was you felt
nothing when it lifted on the coils. I saw Sam move the coil controls but
didn't even feel a thing. He moved it forward when the doors opened and
then stopped. I closed the big doors and we were alone outside.  The view
in the screens was what it was really like, but the map of the roads and
buildings were superimposed on the screen as well. Sam had a pretty tight
grip on the controls.

"Anytime you're ready Sam. Take us ahead about 300 meters and then right
onto the ring road."

I watched my screens as Sam started to move. The carrier moved right a bit
and then left. He speeded up and slowed. He was testing the response.

"It's just like the simulator." He said.

Sam kept the speed down to about 20 km per hour until the turn. After the
turn I told him to go 50 km per hour. Out here away from the buildings the
snow had not accumulated like it did around the buildings. We did plow
through the occasional drifted snow, but for the most part the road was
just flat.

"Ramp coming up on your right Sam. Just follow it."

"Yes Sir."

I watched as we entered the ramp. The carrier stayed dead center and speed
stayed dead on 50 km. down the other side and onto the straight stretch
that seemed to go for miles.

"Okay Sam. Straight ahead all the way downtown. Try to miss any buried
humps in the road."

"Okay Brian."

The first part of the trip was pretty easy. The roadway was wide enough
that the snow had not drifted in covering it. As we got closer to downtown
and buildings and houses got closer to the roadway, the drifts got
bigger. Sam slowed and moved around the biggest, but sometimes just plowed
through them. Once in while you could feel the solid crunch as the carrier
hit something, but it never slowed the heavy carrier.

As we got closer to downtown, the road was more covered in snow drifts. The
coils that supported the vehicle would ride over anything solid. The snow
drifts were not dense enough and the first big drift Sam tried to go over,
the carrier just plowed through it. After that he tried to avoid them as
much as possible. It slowed our advance, but then we were not in a hurry.

Once in downtown, everything went to shit. The tall buildings acted like
wind tunnels funneling the snow into massive drifts in the roads. Even
though we could see where the roads were we couldn't use them. Several
times Sam plowed through small buildings trying to get around some of the
fifty foot drifts. I never commented.  We had been going around almost in
circles trying to get to what I figured was the civic center. I could see
on the map overlay that we were just a block short of it, but the drifts
prevented us from getting closer. I finally told Sam to stop.

"Ground us Sam and then come back. We'll have something to drink and eat
while we decide what we are going to do." I climbed down and sat in back.

Sam came in back and first thing out of his mouth was;

"I got to pee Brian."

"Okay." I opened a locker on the side of the carrier. Pulled a thick tube
out and opened it.

"Pee in the tube Sam."

"What's that?"

"Fuel reserve for the Fusion reactor."

"You mean it can run on my piss?"

"Sam, fusion reactors can run on anything. I don't know how the fuel is
inserted but I know if it ever runs out the magnetic field that keeps it
stable will fail. We won't even have time to blink before we, this carrier
and everything within a thousand meters would be vaporized."

Sam got a real sick look on his face, turned and puked into the tube. After
he was done I handed him some water to rinse. He still pissed, but was real
subdued and a little green.

"Sam the best way to handle those thoughts are to just forget them. There
has never been a Fusion Reactor failure. We are all taught what could
happen, but it never will. Even this carrier has two reserve tanks. The
base has a massive one. Everything that is not recycled goes to that
tank. The tanks in here are topped up every time we stop inside the
base. It's all automatic."

"It wasn't that Brian. I just thought about not having you anymore." Tears
started down his face.

"That's one thing you will always have Sam." I pulled him into my arms and
hugged him.

After Sam settled down we popped a couple of Redi-hots and ate. I made
coffee too. I pulled one of the computer terminals out and brought up the
city map on it.

"Sam you lived downtown. You ever get down to the civic center?"

"Oh sure. A couple of times, but we could never get into any of the
buildings. We even tried to use a sledge hammer once. The only building
open was the police station, but someone was there before us. They trashed
it. Windows out and desks and computers smashed. We hoped to find another
weapon to keep the packs of wild dogs away. We had a shotgun and killed a
few. That kept them away mostly."

"So, no real reason to go to the center?"

"Not unless someone found away to get in."

"Well I doubt any one did. Sounds to me like armored glass windows and
doors."

"Okay, from the looks of this map, most of the hot spots are south of the
river. Some of those maybe government buildings but not all. I don't want
to go over there yet. Now except for these two in the west and this big one
deep west, there's only three we can check out. We'll try for this one
here." I showed him on the map.

After we finished eating we both climbed back into our positions. The
shortest route to where we wanted was shown, but I just told Sam to pick
his own route. It was the better part of an hour to actually get out of the
downtown. Once clear of the high rises it was much easier to travel. Sam
even got up to 30 km per hour on some of the clearer roads. The AI in the
computer kept correcting the best route. It was almost laughable.

When we got to last avenue that led to the house we were looking for Sam
stopped. It was obvious that the carrier was way too wide to fit between
the covered clumps that I figured were abandoned vehicles. Most of the
people in Edmonton had been evacuated by rail and air, leaving their
vehicles behind.

"Straight down the center Sam. Don't worry about hitting anything. Nothing
living inside any buried vehicle."

The APC was not a snow plow, but sure acted like one. The snow depth was
about three feet. Sam just plowed a swath down the avenue pushing
everything out of the way. The continued crump as vehicles to each side
were just swatted out of the way was continuous. He stopped right in front
of the house.

"Do a three sixty in place and ground with the ramp facing the house."

I knew someone lived here. I could see vapor coming from the main chimney
and smoke from what I figured was a fireplace. Besides the side walk from
the front door to the street was cleared. Someone had to have cleared the
walk.

Sam came back after he grounded and we donned cold weather gear. After we
were almost dressed I handed Sam a set of goggles. He just looked at me.
"Sam, it's minus 50 outside with a forty km wind. Your eye balls will
freeze in 15 seconds. Put the goggles on."

"Ready?"

"I guess." Sam said.

We both still were hooked up to communications.

"Okay Sam. This probably what's going to happen after I knock. They are
either going to open the door or yell something. If they open up, I'll step
inside and you follow. Keep your weapon down, but ready."

"Okay." He didn't sound very convinced.

I dropped the ramp and Sam and I stepped out into the cold and blowing
snow. Once we were off the ramp I closed it up. Now regardless of what
happened only Sam and I could open up the carrier. I just walked to the
door.

I looked at Sam, but under everything could not tell what he might be
thinking.

"Steady Sam. Here goes nothing." I banged my gloved fist on the door three
times.

With the wind we couldn't hear anything from inside and I was about to
knock again when the door opened. A young lady about 18 or 19 was standing
in front of me. Her eyes got real huge and then she stepped back and
screamed. I just stepped in the door with Sam right behind me. Sam closed
the door.

Before I could do or say anything, a much older man stepped into view. He
had what looked like a twelve gauge shotgun leveled at my chest.

"Who are you and what do you want?" He yelled.

I lifted my arms, letting the rifle drop on its sling over my shoulder. I
pushed back my hood and then pulled off the balaclava and goggles.

"I'm Major Graham of the NAAF. This is my partner Lt. Whitaker."

The older man visibly relaxed, but the shotgun didn't move.

"What do you want?" He said.

"Sir, if you would not mind, could you lower your shot gun. Neither Sam or
I are wearing any Armor." That seemed to surprise him.

I unzipped my parka to show just my combat shirt underneath. Before I could
say anything more, three young men appeared to our right. All three had
clubs of some kind. Sam's rifle came up instantly.

"Easy Sam." I put a hand on his shoulder.

"Sir I don't want anything. It's more of what I might do for you. I am
authorized to give you sanctuary inside Base Edmonton. We saw the heat
signature from our satellite pictures and came to investigate. We can
accommodate all of you inside. There's lots of water, food and clothing
inside. You would be safer too Sir."

This time the shotgun lowered. The man looked very relieved.

"It's okay boys, these men are friendly. Sarah, go put on the kettle and
make some tea."

"Okay Grandpa." Well that confirmed that relationship.

"That's my grand daughter Sarah. These boys are Josh in the center. Barry
and Malcolm on each side. They got caught here as well and we let them stay
here. Come in Sir, come in and sit."

We all walked into a very nice sitting room. A big fireplace burned in the
corner. The furniture was old but well kept. Pictures on the walls and
thick rugs on the floor. The three boys stayed pretty close together as the
older man sat in a stuffed chair. Sam and I sat on one of the couches.

"I have been remiss Sir. I am George Swanson. I retired from the Canadian
Armed Forces just after unification. I've been living here ever
since. Sarah, my grand daughter got stranded here and I took her in. Those
three boys were looking like you for someplace that had heat. We let them
stay with us. They have been most helpful."

"As I said Sir, I am prepared to let all of you stay at the base until such
time as we can get you out. When that will be is dependant on the weather."

"There won't be any problems with the troops that are there now?" I knew
what he was thinking. A young girl among all those soldiers.

"To be honest Sir. There are no troops at Base Edmonton. Sam and I are the
only ones there."

An instant look of surprise crossed his face.

"Let me explain Sir. Edmonton is primarily a training and supply
center. The last cycle of troops left about 15 days ago. The next cycle was
due a week ago, but the extreme weather has prevented them from
arriving. They may never arrive now until next spring. So you need not
worry about your grand daughter's safety."

Sarah came back and placed a pot of tea and some cookies on the coffee
table. I could see what her Grand Father was worried about. If I had had
any interest in the opposite sex, she would have made a fine catch. She was
a very well put together young lady.

"This is for all of you. If any of you are interested I can recruit you
into the NAAF. IT would make it easier for all of us and give you more
access to other parts of the base." I saw light go off in the older mans
head.

"There are no age restrictions as long as you are 16 or over I can get you
into the NAAF."

"I'm only 15. I won't be 16 for a few months." Barry said.

"That can be fixed Son."

"But what I need you all to decide now is weather you want to move to the
base. I have a carrier outside that can move you all there now."

George looked at the three boys and they nodded. He then looked at his
grand daughter and she nodded too.

"I guess we would all like to move Major."

"Okay. I suggest you pack what you want to bring with you. You need not
worry about clothes. Weather you join the NAAF or not, I will supply you
clean uniforms to wear as well as all the under garments you need."

The three boys had nothing to pack, but did dress in parkas and thermal
pants. George and his Grand Daughter both packed small cases. George mostly
just packed pictures and mementos. Once everyone had everything they wanted
I told Sam to go open up the carrier.

"Okay once we are inside, we'll sort things out before we move. It's only
twenty feet to the ramp."

We stowed their belongings and I made sure they were all belted into the
seats.

"It can be a very rough ride. Don't want anyone bouncing off the
sides. While we are close, I want to check out the other two hots spots on
this side of the city."

They all nodded their understanding and so I climbed back into the command
chair. I marked the map with our next destination and told Sam to take what
he figured was the best route. After telling Sam not to worry about
anything buried, he almost took pleasure in hitting anything that got in
his way. It only took us about 30 minutes to get to the burned out remains
of the house we were looking for. Smoke still rose from the ruins. I knew
if anyone was inside when it burned they would be dead. We never even
bothered to check. I figured they had a fire in the fire place and it
burned while they were asleep. I set the course for the last hot spot on my
map.

This one we were heading for appeared on the map to be different. It was by
itself in an open field. There were actually several buildings; I figured
it was a farm house.

Sam stopped about fifty feet from the main house. The first thing I noticed
was that the whole front of the house had sandbags piled up around all the
windows and doors. That made me think of looters. I switched on the outside
speakers.

"This is Major Graham of the North American Armed Forces." That's all I got
out before I saw flashes from a couple of the windows and heard the ping of
rounds bouncing off the armor of the carrier.

These guys had to be clueless if they thought small arms were going to have
any effect on the carrier.

"Cease fire immediately or I will be forced to return fire." I unlocked the
turret and charged the thirty mm Gatling gun.

I heard faintly.

"We got young guys in here."

"You should have thought about that before you opened fire on the NAAF. I
will allow them to leave. Send them out unarmed." I spun my seat around to
the back.

"George, if they send any youngsters out, I'm going to move closer and get
them out of the line of fire. You get ready to lower the ramp and pull them
inside."

"Yes Sir."

I swung back and looked in my screens.

"You have 2 minutes to decide, then I open fire."

 I moved the turret and saw two snowmobiles in front of a garage. Inside
the door of the garage I saw what looked like an SUV. I moved back to the
house.

"One minute." I said.

"Someone is coming out." Sam said in my earphones.  "Move us in to 25 feet
Sam."

I couldn't tell how old the two boys were, but what I could see was both
had no heavy coats on. They would freeze real fast in the open.

"Move to rear of the carrier boys as quick as you can." Both tried to run
but could only shuffle in the deep snow. As soon as I saw them in my rear
screen I ordered George to lower the ramp and grab them.

The guys in the house must have figured I was deploying troops; the volume
of fire that came from the house included some pretty heavy weapons.

"I got them." I heard George say.

"Back us up Sam to a hundred feet."

I turned back and looked at the two young men. Both were shivering. George
had wrapped blankets around both boys.

"Are there any other young people in the house Son?"

"No Sir. They killed my Mom and Dad." He said.

Well that decided their fate as far as I was concerned. I knew now that
they were looters and murders. The law was very clear on looters. Shoot on
sight.

I turned back to my screens, flipped on the outside speakers.

"Everyone come out unarmed with your hands in the air or I will open
fire. You have ten seconds to comply."

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." I pressed the
trigger.

I walked the gun from one side of the house to the other. The two
snowmobiles disintegrated and the SUV exploded.

"Take us around the house Sam."

I destroyed all the buildings at the rear of the house and then fired two
white phosphorus grenades into the house. When they exploded two men
staggered out of the house. I never hesitated. A half second burst from the
Gatling gun left two red blobs in the snow.

"Back us away Sam. I don't know what they had in the house and it might
just explode."

We were barely 100 feet from the house when it did explode. A far bigger
explosion than I was expecting. The shock wave shook the carrier. I looked
at my screens the fireball went up almost a thousand feet. Whatever they
had in the house and who ever were there were gone now. Several looters and
murderers were gone. Good riddance.

I keyed the Transponder for the base and it showed it almost a straight
line north west from where we were. I marked the route on the screen.

"Take us home Sam. Just follow the line."

"Yes Sir."

I turned to the rear and unstrapped. I sat down across from the two new
boys. George had them both in blankets and had his arms around both.

"I'll get both of you warmed up quick in about fifteen minutes."

"I take it their captures are gone?"

"Damn straight George. Even you know the instructions regarding
looters. Well those were killers too, but they won't be killing anyone
else."

"Okay."

Everyone appeared to be okay. It wasn't warm inside the carrier but it
wasn't real cold either. The heaters put out enough heat to keep it about
10-15 C inside. I climbed back into the command chair and watched the
screens as Sam headed for the base. As we approached the base I had Sam
change directions.

"Take the next left Sam. We'll park in the landing bay for now."

Five minutes later Sam settled the carrier to the floor of the landing
bay. After the outside doors were closed and the heaters on, I dropped the
ramp. It was still damned cold in the bay, so I just led everyone to
barrack 1.

"You three boys can grab a bunk in the barracks. Sam will you show George
and Sarah the officers quarters. You take your pick. I'll meet you all in
my suite after you get settled. Sam can show you the way. You two boys come
with me. I'll get you both warmed up and into some better clothes."

I took both boys into one of the big shower rooms. Dropped the two blankets
on a bench and led both under a shower head. Both were shocked when the
water came on. I adjusted the temperature up and then stepped back. Both
were just looking at me.

"Well get undressed. Don't worry; I'll get you clean dry clothes." I turned
and walked to a bench.  They just watched as I undressed. I grabbed three
towels and set them on the bench and then walked under a shower head. I
adjusted the temperature and then turned to the two boys.

"It works better to warm up and get clean without clothes boys."

Both laughed and then started to undress. They dropped their wet clothes in
pile next to the shower. Neither boy seemed to be shy about nudity. When
they were nude I was sure they were twins. Both had short blonde hair and
blue eyes. Both were about five foot five and I figured weighed about 160
lbs. Both were also in very good shape. It looked like they worked out a
lot.

"Are you boy's twins?"

"Yes Sir. I'm Gary and this is Gerry with a G."

"You both look like you work out a lot."

"Yes Sir. We had weight equipment in the basement. After we missed the last
shuttle, we didn't have much else to do."

I had to watch myself very carefully. Both boys had very firm butts and I
figured about 5 inch uncut cocks. Both turned me on. I finished showering
and just grabbed a towel and dried. I left it around my waist. As the two
boys stepped out of the shower, I told them to put their wet clothes in the
laundry chute. They both then dried themselves.

We were about to leave when the other three boys walked into the shower
room.

"Can we shower Sir?"

"Sure. The shower heads are automatic. You just need to adjust the
temperature. There's body wash on the side board and towels in the bin
there."

"Sir, we all want to join up but we're??. He stopped.

"Gay." I said.

"Yes Sir."

"That is not a problem in the NAAF. Weather you are straight, Gay or bi,
matters not to the Armed Forces. All both men and women are welcomed. What
you do in your own time is no ones business but your own."

When I said that I saw both Gary and Gerry smile. I wondered what that
meant.

"Okay Sir. Can we talk to you later?"  "Just let me know. No hurry guys."

"Come on boys, I'll get you some clean dry clothes." We left the shower
room.

"Sir, can we join up too?" Gary asked.

"Are you both over sixteen?"

"Yes Sir, we'll be seventeen in a couple of months."

I just changed direction. I led both to the clinic.

"Last name Gary."

"Nicholson Sir."

I punched in his name and then had him stand on the pad on the floor. Then
I did Gerry. I loved the medical scanner. A complete physical in less than
thirty seconds. I led them out and up to the supply requisition center. I
punched in my name and got a complete set of uniforms for myself.

I typed up Gary's name into the computer. Marked him as New, Private and
Med okay. Hit execute and of course it told me I needed a retinal scan and
finger prints. I hit uniforms and turned to Gary.

"Do you know any of your measurements Gary?"

"Only one Sir." He turned beet red.

I just laughed and picked up the cloth tape measure. I measured his neck,
chest, waist. Pushed his towel off and then did his hips and inseam. After
putting in all the measurements turned to him again.

"Do you know your exact measurement Gary?"

"No Sir."

Before he could even react, I reached out and gripped his cock. His mouth
dropped open, but he got almost instantly hard. I watched as the head of
his cock slid out of his foreskin. Damn nice cock I thought. I quickly
measured it and put it in the computer.

"Look boys. I need that measurement for your armor fitting. Just to clear
the air with you both, Sam and I are partners or if you prefer lovers. We
sleep together every night."

"It's not that I minded Sir. It's just Gerry and I have played around, but
our Dad said it was incest and we could get in big trouble if we did it in
the Army."

"Actually boys, the Army don't give one iota what you do to each other or
with each other. As long as nothing is forced. Rape is considered a capital
offense in the Armed Forces. Your both Adults as far as the laws concerning
the Armed Forces are concerned. Do as you wish, I won't stop you nor will
anyone else."


"Okay, your next Gerry."

I didn't have to grab his cock to get him hard. He was hard as soon as he
took his towel off. Both boys had exactly 6 and a quarter inches.

After both started to dress, I did too. Then I took both down to my suite.

I informed everyone present that Gary and Gerry were both now in the NAAF.

After everyone had eaten I asked Mr. Swanson to accompany me to the
Identification Center.

"Could you put your hand on the scanner please."

He smiled as his fingerprints were scanned. Very quickly, what I thought
was confirmed when his previous record with the Canadian Armed Forces came
up on my screen.

"Mr. Swanson, you retired as a Command RSM. I'd like you to become the base
Senior NCO. I just gained five more recruits, plus Sam. All will need basic
training. I'm not too interested in drill, but all will need weapons
training and tactics. You could do that Sir."

"Well actually you gained six recruits. Sarah wants to join too. To be
honest I didn't know how to ask you Sir. I know I am near sixty five, but
also know I can be of some help."

"As far as I am concerned you are now RSM Swanson."

I turned and reactivated him. A few seconds later his new dog tags popped
out. I punched in a few extra lines and a key card popped out as well. I
handed both to my new RSM.

"Those are your new tags and that's a key card that will give you access to
any place on base. I'll give you a tour later."

"The supply control center is up the stairs to the right. If you know all
your measurements you can go draw uniforms. You will also have to visit the
clinic for your psychical."

"I remember Sir and I know them all, including the one needed for my
armor." He laughed.

"Good then you can carry on."

I went back down to my suite. Everyone was in a conversation. They quieted
when I walked in.

"Don't stop on my account. Sarah your Grand Father said you wished to join
the NAAF. Is that true?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good, come with me I'll get you started. Sam if all these guys want to
join you can take them down to the medical section and get their
physicals."

"Yes Sir."

"Come on Sarah."

The twins we left watching TV.

I took Sarah and walked across the landing bay heading for barrack 1.

"Sarah, there are several things you need to know now that you have decided
to join the Forces. First and foremost is that both men and women in the
forces are equal in everything. That means you will eating, sleeping,
showering and training with men. This base is under constant surveillance,
but it is not monitored. If at anytime time you feel threatened by anyone
or if anyone tries to do anything you don't want, you can report it. If its
rape and the tapes prove it the man or women can expect a bullet in the
back of the head as a reward. Rape is a capital offense in the NAAF and is
strictly enforced. If on the other hand it is a mutual coupling then as I
told the boys, what you do in your spare time is your own business."

"Okay Sir. I understand."

We had entered the barracks as I talked. I led her to a bunk.

"This is your bunk space Sarah. All your equipment and uniforms will be
delivered automatically once you are registered. Your weapon will be in
that locker beside the shelves. You will need a retinal scan before you can
open it."

"Okay Sir."

"Now, last question. Did you shower when you came on base?"

"No Sir."

"Okay. You need a shower before I you get your medical scan."

"Okay Sir." She started to head for the quarters I had originally assigned
her and her Grand Father.

"Sarah, those are no longer your quarters. Come with me."

I led her into the huge shower room. I handed her a towel and sat down.

"Shower here. I'll wait."

Her mouth dropped open.

"You're going to watch me shower?"

"Sarah, if you don't already know, Sam and I are partners and lovers. We
are both Gay. The three boys that were staying with you and your Grand
Father are I believe Gay as well. The twins have already told me they have
been playing with each other. Weather that changes and they become
interested in females only time will tell. You are going to be nude a lot
in next little while. After you start you're training you are as I said
will be living in here with the rest. You might just as well get used being
nude around men."

Resigned, she just undressed and showered. If I had been interested in
women, Sarah would definitely peak my interest. She was one very well put
together young lady.

After she was done and dried she stood waiting. I handed her a towel to
cover her breasts.

"I won't need it Sir. I'm fine as I am."

"Very well, come along."

We met the three boys that had been living with her and her granddad coming
the other way in the tunnel. All three boys whistled when they saw
Sarah. Not to be out down and to my surprise, she reached out and patted
the older Negro boys butt.

"You guys look good too." All they had on were their underwear.

All three quickly put there hands in front of themselves. The two white
boys turned beet red. I just laughed.  "Haircuts first Sam and then
Stores."

"Yes Sir."

I gave Sarah her medical scan and then took her up to the barbershop. Her
Grandfather was waiting in the barbershop. She was instantly embarrassed
and tried to cover her breasts.

"I told Lt. Whitaker I would help him stores." Is all he said ignoring his
grand daughter.

"Very well RSM. I'll see you there shortly."

When he left I looked at Sarah. She was almost in tears.

":Sarah you need not be embarrassed. The Canadian Armed Forces had men and
women in all rolls long before the US or Mexico. The NAAF adopted most of
their rules and regulations dealing with men and women in the ranks. I'm
sure your Grandfather has seen many young men and women nude before now."

"I was just surprised I guess."

"Okay center chair will do."

In five minutes flat she had a regulation haircut, identical to what
everyone else got. She got up and ran her hand over her head.

"I suppose I'm going to lose the ones down below too."

"Actually you are, but you can grow them back if you wish. It's part of the
identification process."

"Yes Sir."

I think it was finally coming home to Sarah that her nudity didn't bother
anyone but herself.

"Okay uniforms and then Identification and we are done for the day."

Everyone was embarrassed that they lost all their hair on their
privates. Some were even more embarrassed when I said there was cream
available if they wished to stay clean down below.

I gave the RSM a book of the basic regulations that covered all personal
and told him he could go over them with everyone in barracks as they had a
meal. I told him I would send the twins over later.  He took off with my
new recruits. Sam and I went back to our quarters.

After we fed the twins, I sent them to join their comrades in the
barracks. Sam and I cuddled and watched some TV.

"Is that Negro boy ever big. He's even bigger than you. I bet those two
boys really hurt after he did them." Sam said.

"I'm not sure Sam he's even gay. He acts more like a protector of those two
than a lover. I suspect he might be either bi or straight."

"Well I guess Sarah will find out soon enough."

"I'm quite sure Sarah can take care of herself. If he forces it, he won't
be alive to enjoy it. Even you know the regulations dealing with rape."

"Would you really shoot him if he did that?"

"Yeah Sam I would. The regulations are very specific on that rule. I would
not have a choice."

"I guess when you go after Eddy, he's a dead man."

"Damn straight love. I'll take particular pleasure in blowing his brains
out."

"Good."

"Can you make love to me tonight Brian?"

"Yes baby I will."

"You make me so happy Brian. I just love you all the more."

"Sam you make me the happiest guy in the world." I pulled him close and we
kissed.











4


I was very surprised how well everyone adapted to life in the Forces. My
new RSM had them out exercising before breakfast every morning and I had
Sam join them.

Drill for troops was what the army used to get everyone to work
together. Working, sleeping, eating and even showering together worked good
too. The RSM did teach some drill, but only enough for everyone to know
correct protocols.

Most of training was in weapons and weapons control. I also started
everyone on simulator training in the carriers. Driver training.

Over the next several weeks, as the temperature kept falling, I took Sam
and we checked out the hot spots on the South side of the City. We picked
up another 28 men and women and two complete family groups. It brought our
strength in the Base to 35 all ranks. Two of those we picked up were
ex-police officers. They had stepped off a shuttle to allow a family to
board.

Those two would eventually become officers I hoped.

Sam I also appointed as my aide. That removed some of the conflicts.

I had been thinking about spreading my search outward to some of the
Satellite cities around Edmonton. We had down loaded a thermal map of the
whole region. NAAF headquarters kept it pretty much up to date with almost
daily downloads.

We were in the Command Center one morning. Only myself, Sam and RSM Swanson
were present. I had just sent off my daily report.

"Sir, I know this maybe premature, but I would like to suggest a few
promotions."

"Who do you have in mind Sgt.Maj.?"

"Well I think the two police officers, Pearson and Mason should be 2nd
Lieutenants and Pvt. Olunga should become a Sergeant. Olunga is a natural
leader and it would give me more time for other duties."

"I agree, but who is Olunga?"

"The young Negro boy. Although I don't think he is that young."

Sam had a mile wide grin on his face and I knew what he was thinking. I
also knew he was going to be out of luck. I knew the Negro boy and Sarah
had been spending a lot of time together. Olunga was I am sure straight.

"Okay Sgt Major, where are they now?"

"Probably in the shower. I gave them all twenty laps of the Landing bay."
He chuckled.

"Okay lets go. We can catch them when they are most vulnerable."

WE walked over to the barracks and then into the huge shower room.

"ATTENTION! THREE RANKS AT ATTENTION NOW! Yelled the RSM.

IT took about thirty seconds before all were lined up in perfect ranks. All
were dripping water off. There was no real order, men and women were pretty
evenly mixed.

"Pearson, Mason, Olunga, front and center." The RSM said.

When all three were standing in front of me, I saw what Sam already
knew. Olunga really was hung like a horse. I figured he has about eight
inches soft.

"Pearson and Mason, you both are now First Lieutenants and can move your
equipment to the officers quarters at the end of the barracks. Just make
sure you pick quarters away from the family groups."

"Yes Sir." They both said.

"Olunga, you are now a Sergeant. The RSM can show you where to move your
equipment."

"Yes Sir." He smiled.

I stopped the RSM from speaking.

"I'm not done yet RSM. Swanson S." I said.

Sarah ran up and stopped three feet in front of me. I saw that she was even
better looking than when she arrived. The exercises had toned her body. I
saw she also opted to stay shaved. I bet she drove all the straight guys in
here crazy.

"Swanson , I have been watching your driver training on both the A22 and
the A17 carrier. You are as far as I'm concerned the best driver I have
ever seen. That being the case you are promoted Corporal and you are also
chief instructor for both the A22 and the A17."

"Thank you Sir."

"Nicholson, Gerry with a G and Nicholson G." I said.  Both boys ran up.

"You two young men are the second best gunners in an A22. Why are you
second best, because my Aide is number one. You are both now corporals and
will assist my Aide as instructors."

"Corporals always stay with the troops. So you three will still be here in
barracks."

"Now this is for everyone. Everyone in the NAAF is expected to learn all
positions. God forbid any of you are killed or injured, but it does
happen. All of you must be able to take over any position in your carrier
or tank. Everyone here will eventually become part of a regular NAAF
unit. What you learn here will be added to what you learn in your own
battalion. When and if a battalion arrives, they will accept you at face
value. Learn all you can troops. You are dismissed."

"Everyone on the floor with weapons after breakfast." The RSM said.

Sam and I walked out and back to the command center.

"You could have made Gary and Gerry senior instructors. They are both
better than me at the gunners position." Sam said to me.

"Sam, I don't think you understand. I want you to be the best there is at
both positions as well as the command position. You are an officer in the
NAAF, but more importantly you are my officer and my aide. You need to be
better than everyone else."

Sam I want you to start the education courses that are available on the
computer. I also want you to do the Captains qualifying Course."

"Okay. I'll do it when I have time."

"Sam you will do it at least 3 hours everyday. That's an order, by the
way."

"Yes Sir."

"Sam I love you with everything inside. I will love you forever. But I'm
sure we may never get relieved from here. We maybe here forever."

"What? You said when the weather changes they will come."

"Sam, I'm not sure the weather will change. We maybe in this Deep Freeze
forever. You're smart enough to read a map. Look at the high over northern
Canada. It's moved Sam. It's moved south almost a hundred miles. That means
Northern Montana and Washington are feeling its effects. Eventually they
are going to have to move those bases farther south. Sam on everyone's map
we look like a warm oasis in the middle of a desert of white and cold. The
NA is not the only country with satellites that can pick up thermal
readings. Some of those countries are in the Northern Hemisphere too.

"You mean some one might try to take over this base?"

"Sam lets look at the big picture. World wide picture." I brought up a
picture of North and South America.

"Ninety nine point nine, nine percent of all of Canada's population has
moved south of the forty ninth parallel. It had no effect on the population
of the US or Mexico. Now look at Europe and Russia. They could move into
Africa without much problem. If we move to the far east, Indian is almost
mostly on the equator but South east Asia and China, where do they
move. Some can move south to Australia, but what about those 4 billion
Chinese. Where do they go?"

"You think they might come here?"

"Sam I don't know. What I do know is that I will defend this base with what
I have. That includes you love."

"Wow! I guess I got lots to learn."

"Yeah love. You do." I pulled Sam into my arms and kissed him.

While the RSM was doing weapons training Sam hit the books, well
computer. I sat and studied the thermal images of the small cities
surrounding Edmonton. There were not many hot spots. Two peaked my
interest. One very far west in what I figured was on the outskirts of
Spruce Grove and the other near Barhead, north of the city. Both looked
like they might be farms. I hoped they were not another group of doomsday
preppers or looters. I needed more troops. I put both out of mind for now
and looked at the screens for the outside cameras.

In some places around the buildings the snow had drifted almost to the
height of the buildings. If the automatic defense systems had not been in
place you could walk up those drifts and get onto the roof of some of the
buildings. I'd have to watch very carefully. The heat from the coils in the
walls and roofs kept them clear of snow, but it still worried me.

Some of the things I told Sam worried me too. I knew that almost all world
powers had big intercontinental transport aircraft. China could land a
million troops in Northern Canada and no one would know until they attacked
something. This Base would make an ideal target. With less than forty
troops we wouldn't stand a chance even with our very superior equipment.

I sent off another message to NAAF Headquarters voicing my concerns and the
fact that there was no way I could defend against a determined attack by a
superior force.  The told me they had the same concerns and were working
the problem.

I watched as the RSM showed the troops how to load and unload from an
APC. They were using my Command Carrier. It wasn't an infantry carrier but
worked for training. I knew I needed to get the troops outside for some
real training. That brought to mind that hot spot north of the city.

I started planning an operation. We would take four A17's and one A22. Two
of the A17's would carry troops and they other two would be used to
evacuate any people we found. The A22 would be used for support.

If the hot spot north of the city was a bust, we would head across country
to the one near Spruce Grove. After that on the way back we would check out
the big hot spot in the west end of the city. That would give all the
drivers a good march and the troops some training outside. All but 15
troops would go.

I set the operation to start at midnight two days from now.

I called an "O" group after dinner that night. I explained everything and
who would command each APC. Also who would be with me in the A22. Only Sam
was surprised. I had him commanding one of the transport APC's.

Everyone would use the following day to prep and practice on their own
carriers.

The RSM would command the base in my absence.

During the early days transportation in the winter in northern Canada and
Alaska had been done with Tractor Trains. In reality large bull dozers
pulled a long train of sleds loaded with all the supplies needed by the
northern communities and mine sites. Later ice roads were used by wheeled
transport trucks. With the massive building of Refineries in the Fort
McMurray area, getting the heavy oil to up graders farther south became a
major problem. Although several pipelines were built and both highways
upgraded to four lane highways, it was never enough. When it started to get
colder both highways could be come impassable sometimes for days as crews
worked to keep them open.

A company in the US, Overland Logistical Systems came up with a ground
effect vehicle that could pull ten or fifteen trailers. All were ground
effect transports. When the fusion reactor came along and was adapted to
these vehicles meant you could move up too 100,000 barrels of heavy oil
south with each trip. On the return empty these trailers could be loaded
with tons of supplies for Fort McMurray or even communities farther north.

Two men that I had found in one of the hot spots in Edmonton had been
operators on one of these fusion transports. Both became instant Sergeants
and instructors.

I decided to add another A17 carrier. That meant five would go out on this
excursion. Two would carry troops, two would act as support vehicles and
the third as a transport. Along with my A22 we could give everyone some
time both as Commander and drivers.

We were all in the command center going over our routes. Getting to the one
near Barhead was easy, we would use the highways where possible. Getting to
the farm near Spruce Grove we would move across country. Then highway again
back into the city.

"Sir, if I'm not mistaken, it looks like that one near Barhead has moved
south."

I checked the previous overlay with the newest. It had moved. The only
thing capable of moving that distance in this weather had to be troops.

"Screw the old timings. Load your troops we go now." I ordered.

"Full battle loads and Armor." I said.

Sam and I headed for our bedroom to dress.

Sam stripped and started to dress. He was shaking so much he was having
trouble getting his cold weather gear on.

"SAM! Sam relax. It's just like the training simulators. I've given you the
best driver, Sarah. All you need to do is watch the screens. You already
know how to shoot, so firing the Gatling gun should not be a problem."

He looked at me and then ran for the bathroom. He came out a few minutes
later.

"Well I guess I won't pee my pants." He giggled.

After putting on my parka, but not closing it I grabbed my combat harness
and rifle. I checked to make sure Sam had full magazines.

"Okay love, see you outside."

I quick kiss and he was gone.

I slung my rifle over one shoulder and my combat sling over the other and
walked out to the catwalk overlooking the hanger bay. Troops were moving
toward the tunnel to the carrier bay. I'd be going the other way to the
tank bay. I saw the Nicholson twins waiting at the entrance to the
tunnel. Sam had suggested I use them as my driver and gunner. He said they
almost didn't need words to know what each other wanted to do. Well I'd
see.

The RSM walked up to me and saluted.  "All troops are moving Sir."

"Good. Take care of my base Sgt Major."

"My pleasure Sir." We shook hands and I headed for the tank bay.

Gary and Gerry were waiting as I walked out of the tunnel. M1A22 Alpha 1
sat waiting like a silent sentinel. The M1A22 was twice the size and weight
of the original M1, but this one was very much lower profile. Not a single
perpendicular surface marred the A22. It didn't need the huge engine or
even the ammo storage. The three positions inside were all grouped close
together. The entrance had changed too, now it was in very back of the
Tank.

"Well open it up." I said.

Gerry walked up and punched in a code. Nothing happened.

"Gerry are you the Gunner?"

"Yes Sir."

"Gary, punch in the code."

"But our codes are the same Sir."

"Your finger prints aren't the same. Only the designated Driver or I can
open the vehicle up."

Gary punched the code in and the tanks rear entrance opened. I walked
inside and sat down at my command position. Gary and Gerry walked in and
started to flip switches. They had not even sat down. Gerry turned and
punched a code into a screen. Very quickly a complete diagnostic of the
machine ran over the screen. Gary watched the control functions. When a
yellow light came up he just punched the light. It turned to green. Fuck he
knew an awful lot about the A22. Gary had sat down and ran another
diagnostic of the driver's position. When everything was in the green both
boys spun their seats so they faced each other.

"Relax boys, we got about an hour." I said.

They appeared to me to be arguing. Finally Gary turned and looked at me.

"Sir. Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure Son, what do you want to know?"

"Gerry and me want you to be first."  "First for what?"

"First to be inside us. We asked Seth, but he said no. So we asked Sam and
he said only if you agreed." Gerry rattled it off real fast.

Why do I have this feeling inside that Sam set me up? Thinking about
screwing both boys was having an effect. Both were pretty hot looking and I
had already seen both nude. Neither were prudes when it came to nudity.

"I'll think about it boys."

"Sir, you saved our lives. The guys that grabbed us said they were going to
do it to us, but you came along before they could. Please Sir."

"I said I would think about it. Now get strapped in, we should move
outdoors."

Both were quickly strapped in.

"All systems green Commander." Gary said.

I flipped a switch and the huge blast doors slowly opened. Once open enough
Gary moved the A22 outside and stopped.

After the door was closed I told Gary to take us onto the ring road
north. He moved smoothly onto the road. He kept the speed at about 20 km
per hour.

"Gerry, we are going to working close. Set your muzzle velocity to 6500."

"Yes Sir."

As we approached the Carrier bay, the blast doors opened and the five
carriers slide out into the open.

"Form on me, 50 meter interval, speed 50 km." I said in the Command
circuit.

Gary just increased speed. I watched the rear screen as the carriers moved
onto the ring road. Some were sliding side to side as the drivers tested
the response from the controls. Only the last seemed rock steady. That
would be Sarah and Sam. Pretty quick all were just skimming along on the
ring road.

I saw the highway marker coming up.

"Take us north on the highway. Set speed at 80."

"Yes Sir." Gary said.

Gerry had not been sitting and just watching. The turret kept moving back
and forth across our advance. He had obviously had some tactical training
in the simulators. Once on the highway he tracked every object he saw in
the range finder.

When I checked the gun status I saw it was locked and loaded with a heat
round. No enemy tanks out here to worry about and the heat round would take
out anything else.

These young men were proving to me that they knew exactly what they were
doing. Both were for what little training they had very good.

"Gerry, if you want to practice, you can take out a few of those vacant
farmhouses."

I didn't hear or feel the gun firing. I did hear the thunk as another round
seated itself in the firing chamber. I saw the flash as the round hit
almost 2000 meters down range. Gerry had a mile wide grin on his face. A
second building exploded, much more violently than the first. I figured
machinery inside had been hit. It also started to burn.

Our route slept around a long curve and then into a deep valley. Gary kept
the tank dead on eighty kmh both into and out of the valley. Both boys were
very good. I decided both would be my driver and gunner from now on and I
would take both boys cherry if they still wanted me too.

"Sharp left turn 2000 meters." I said into the Command circuit.

This would be a test of his driving skills. When Sam had been in the
simulator I had given him s similar command and he had ended up in the
ditch. Gary slowed, but I was sure it wasn't enough, but he used the left
hand ditch to slant the tank as he swept into the turn. His speed only
dropped by about 20 kmph. He quickly built up speed.

"Slow us down Gary. Let the others catch up."

The first four carriers ended up in the right hand ditch, but were back on
the road quickly. The last did as Gary had done and barely lost much speed
at all. Well 5 km and we would be north of the encampment.

Just after we entered the town of Barhead, I turned south and stopped. The
four carriers behind closed up and waited.

"Okay people. WE will move south to the first cross road. Then spread out
in line abreast. Me in the center with both support carriers next on the
left and right. The two troop carriers on the outside on either
side. Transport carrier will follow behind me. Set speed at 15 Km per
hour. Guns free, but no one shoots unless I order it.


Who ever had set up the encampment was pretty smart. The only way to get to
them was from the North. The southern edge was a steep embankment. Both
east and west was very heavy bush. Would make it hard for the troops to
move and even harder to support them. That made it even more likely they
were troops. But whose was the question.

The A22 and A17's were painted for winter warfare. The white, blue and
black pattern made them almost invisible in snow. Add in that they didn't
use tracks, so they were silent as they moved meant you could hear nothing
but the wind if you were outside.

As we moved forward toward the encampment, I could just see the slight rise
of a snow burm in front of me. Before I could speak Gerry spoke up.

"Appears to be three figures standing just outside perimeter of
encampment."

"All stop at 50 meters." I said in command circuit.

"Take us in to 25 meters Gary."

Up close it was obvious none were armed, but the heavy coats they wore made
it impossible to tell who or what they were. Gary stopped.

"You boys stay put. No firing unless I say."

I climbed out of the command chair, did up my parka and grabbed my
weapon. I jacked a round into the chamber.

"Open us up Garry. Close when I'm out."

I stepped out into the cold, waited for the tank to close up and then
walked forward toward the three men. I kept my rifle at port arms, finger
close, but not on the trigger. As I got close the man in the center stepped
forward.

"I am Edward Running Bear, Leader of my people."

"Major Graham. North American Defense Forces." I said.

All three visibly relaxed.

"We thought you might have been the others, but could not hear your
tracks."

"Others? What others?"

"Ten days ago we ran into a group of armed men in tracked carriers. They
destroyed our snow mobiles and killed two of our men. We thought they were
coming back."

"Why don't we get inside so we can talk?" I turned and headed back for my
tank.

"Sam, move up behind the A22." I said in the command circuit.

None of them said a word as Sam silently pulled up behind the A22. HE
lowered the ramp as we approached and we all climbed inside. Sam had his
rifle trained on the men.

As soon as the ramp closed the lights came on. Now I could see our three
guests. All had very heavy fur parkas on and warm foot wear. The cold
appeared not to effect them at all.

After getting all three a coffee, I questioned them.

They told me they were from a small Reserve situated west of Fort Mac
Murray. The Government had offered to move them south, but they had
declined. A mistake he said on their part. They had welcomed the cold at
first, but soon even the normal game they hunted for food was moving
South. They had packed up and started to follow the game. In the beginning
they had enough snow machines to move everyone, but found fuel harder and
harder to get. They were down to just two machines when they ran into the
men in the tracked carriers.

"Were these men Troops?"

"WE thought so at first when they destroyed our snowmobiles. But later we
found they were a bunch of survivalists. They ordered us to keep moving."

"How many and how many carriers?"

"Two carriers and about 20 men. All were armed."

"Could you show me their location on a map?"

He pointed to a small lake about 15 km north of Barhead.

"Okay. Now I can offer you all sanctuary inside Base Edmonton. Inside we
have plenty of food and water. We also get you hot showers and clean
clothing. How many in your party?"

"Your offer is very tempting Major, however we would prefer to be left
alone. If you have extra rations we would be most grateful."

"I can do better than that. We can shuttle all of you into
St. Albert. There is a major Mall almost in the center of the
town. Although looting is a capital offense, it is not if what is taken is
for survival. You can loot the mall for all you need. We will give you all
the rations we can spare."

"Once you have what you need, I only require that you move to the east of
Edmonton and not into the west end. There is another large gang of looters
working the west. They would probably just kill all of you, except your
older children and women. If you get my meaning?"

"Yes Major I do. You are going to go after the Survivalists?"

"Yes, I suppose I better. I'll have to deal with them sooner or
later. Might just as well do it now."

WE spent the rest of the night moving the natives into town. We dropped off
all the rations we could spare. After a meeting with all the troops we
decided to check out the survivalists. If it came to a fight we were well
prepared. I informed Sgt Major Swanson of my intentions. HE concurred with
my decision and said I would be surprised when I arrived back at base.

Maybe he had some good news for a change.

We camped out at a church in St. Albert. Cold but out of the wind and it
gave the men a chance to stretch. Food was Redi-hots and sleep was inside
the carriers. We all felt better after a few hours sleep.

Before heading north I had Gary and Gerry change places. We used the same
order of march north as the previous day.

At 80 Km per hour the miles just sped by. The first inkling we were getting
close was when the missile attack Alarm went off. Unlucky for the vehicle
that fired it, Gary had the gun pointing that way. I only knew he fired
when I heard the thunk of another round being chambered. His hit on the
carrier took out the missile operator and it just hammered into the ground
about 1000 meters ahead of the A22.

"I got movement moving East and North from the first target." Gary said.

"Let it go Gary. We'll follow it to their lair."

"Yes Sir."

"First squad deploy at the attack site. I need a prisoner if any are
alive. Execute all others in place."

I pulled up short and watched as the first squad deployed. The support
carrier moved forward with the troops. Looked real good in my screens.

"We got one unharmed prisoner."

"Put him in the transport carrier." I watched as he was half dragged and
tossed into Sam's carrier. The rest were all given a single bullet in the
back of the head. Firing on the NAAF had dire consequences. The bodies were
just left.

After reloading we followed the trail made by the other carrier. We came
out near a small lake. A huge house dominated the other side of the small
lake. Several other building were visible as well as several block
houses. When we nosed out onto the shore of the lake, we started to take
fire from what I figured was at least a 40mm gun. Gary needed no
instructions. I heard the thud as another round chambered and saw the
bright red blossom as the gun went up in a fireball. That appeared to be
the general signal. All our vehicles started to take fire.

"Appears they are not interested in talking. Guns free. You may open fire."
I said in the command circuit.

I watched in my screens as the compound was blown apart. Several more
fireballs lifted into the air, while some building simply disintegrated
under the withering fire of the 30mm Gatling's and 12cm tank gun. As we
moved slowly across the lake, anytime fire came from a place, several
hundred rounds just obliterated the spot.

"Dismount and sweep the compound." I ordered.

After a complete search we found several young children and a teenage boy
hiding in a root cellar. All were loaded on the transport carrier. I
climbed out and walked amid the carnage. Why any one would attack the NAAF
was beyond me. They had to know they were completely outclassed. Well I
could question the young teen and kids and find out.

"We'll head back to base now. The other spots can wait."

After everyone was loaded.

"Think you can find the Base Gerry?"

"Yes Sir."

"Take us home."

Less than an hour later we were on the ring road around the base. I had Sam
go to the landing bay and everyone else their respective bays. Gerry turned
the A22 in place next to its spot and settled to the floor. Both boys went
about shutting down the A22.  "Report to my office when you're done. Well
done both of you."

It was obvious that the base had been reinforced just by the number of
troops I saw heading to my office. The loading bay had several men standing
around the transport carrier. All were armed. Sam and Sarah were helping
the children out, while the two prisoners were just held by two troopers.

I just walked into the Command Center and stopped dead in my tracks.

Major General Alexander Breckinridge slowly turned and smiled. I snapped to
attention and saluted.

"Major Graham reporting Sir." I said.

"Welcome back Colonel Graham. You look like you could use a shower and a
drink. Go get cleaned up, I'll talk to you later."

"Yes Sir." I just turned and left, just a little shaken.

He had called me Colonel, so I guess my promotion had come through. But why
was he here? The last time I saw him was in Africa. He had commanded the
Division that went in to help South Africa against the Rebels from
Somalia. He had acquired a reputation as a very ruthless man. No one in
their right mind, friend or foe ever pissed him off.

The hot shower and cold beer helped relax me. I had just finished when the
Twins walked in my suite. Neither had cleaned up. Before I could speak.

"The General told us to come here and get cleaned up Sir." Both boys looked
scared.

"Okay, you can use the second suite. I'll have your uniforms sent there."

Another anomaly. Why would he send them here? Maybe he was a mind reader.

I sat down at my computer to change the birthing arrangements for the
twins. It had already been done. Also I saw Sam had been moved to Officers
Quarters in Barrack 1. What the fuck was going on? The General was
obviously putting his mark on everything.

The twins came out. Both looked well all cleaned up. Both were now
sergeants.

"Is this right Sir? Are we both Sergeants?"

"Guess so boys. Grab some thing to drink."

Both grabbed a beer and sat down in one of the couches in my suite. Both
had a lot of questions in their eyes.

"I have no answers for you boys. We will just have to wait and see."

After we were finished, I figured we should report back to the Command
Center. I had just stood up when the General walked in my suite. We all
snapped to attention.

"Sit." He said and walked over a grabbed a beer. He then sat down.

"Okay, first I will bring you up to date. Effective 00:01 yesterday your
promotion to Colonel became effective. Also effective the same time, all of
Canada north of the 49th is under martial law. All laws are now superseded
by Military Law."

"Several things have happened, notably in South East Asia that you probably
are not aware of. The Chinese tried to take Taiwan, Viet Nam, Cambodia,
Laos and Thailand. They were stopped by units from North America and
Japan. In effect we are now at war with China."

Although we don't yet know for sure, it is believed that the Chinese may
already have troops in Northern Canada. For that reason this base will be
brought to a strength of 6500 men. A full Brigade. The first Battalion is
here now. I came with the first Battalion."

"Now I have a few questions Colonel before we get to your questions."

"What is the maximum range of the automated supply vehicles."

"Their range is basically unlimited General. As long as a Command and
control vehicle or beacon is with in 60 km of them they could conceivable
go any where."

"So you could as an example set up beacons say from here to the
International Airport at Leduc and they would just travel between the two
places."

"Well yes, I suppose, but if you wanted them to do anything you would need
a Command and control Carrier at both ends. I presume you want to resupply
the base from that airport."

"More than resupply. I want to bring the troops in there too. We jumped
into the base, not the best way in this weather."

"You jumped in! Jesus how many casualties?"

"None. We were lucky."

I couldn't believe it, 900 men jumping from an aircraft in these winds and
cold and no casualties. That was truly remarkable.

"We took a page from the Special Forces. Everyone jumped with the new
airbag landing system. Meant we couldn't wear armor and only came with our
weapons and cold weather gear."

"Now as I said this base will be brought to a full strength of 6500
men. You will wear two hats Colonel. You are still Base Commander, but also
Deputy Commander of the Brigade."

"Now I will clear the air about some of the things I have learned in my
time in the Army. Like you, I went to West Point. But unlike you when I
joined Gays and Women in combat roles were unheard of. After unification
with Canada and Mexico, I saw first hand that neither Gays or Women were
any different than other men in the forces. You are a case in point. I knew
you were gay when I commanded you in South Africa, but you were also one of
my best Officers."

"As the Deputy Commander of the Brigade you rate a crew for your command
tank. These two sergeants are now your crew permanently. One can also act
as your batman and the other as a body guard."

"Lt. Whitaker will take over as CO of my Recce Platoon. Another Officer
will be appointed as an Aide if you want one."

"Next. To ensure the Area within 200 km of this base is secure, all Prepper
or Looter camps will be either captured or destroyed. Any captured can
either be accepted into service or executed in place. No exceptions
including those two prisoners you brought back."

"From your actions on the video feeds from your vehicles, I think you maybe
just as ruthless as I am. You are also a good talker. We have instructions
to help all Native Bands we come across."

"Now questions?"

"Does that mean we have to stay here?" Gerry asked.

"That Sergeant is entirely up to your boss. Where he tells you to sleep is
up to him. However one of you as his batman will need to be here all the
time."

I watched the two boys as they looked at each other. Both knew not only
were they going to get their wish, but they could be with me all the
time. Both were smiling.

"Okay, I'm going to leave you now. I'll see you in the Command Center
tomorrow morning." He waved us down as he stood up and walked out.  "One of
you get me a beer." Gerry bounded out his chair.

"Relax, both of you. I don't bite unless you want me too. You will both be
staying in here and you both will share my bed. Weather I fuck your tight
asses I will decide later. For now just relax and help your selves if you
want anything."

I wondered how Sam was making out. I'm sure he was both surprised and maybe
scared about his promotion and assignment. Well I was sure he would do just
fine. He was a pretty smart young man. It was pretty well a given, that I
would not be in his bed for a while. I had warned him that after he joined
a regular unit things might change for us. Colonel I could handle, but
being both Base Commander and Deputy Commander of the Brigade Group would
be difficult. What I needed was a deputy Base Commander.

The two young boys sat down on either side of me and I absently minded just
pulled both close. They did feel good and like Sam still had that eager
young boy smell that turned me on. For their part they just snuggled up
close to me. Damn these boys seemed to know what I wanted almost as if they
could read my mind.

"Can you boys actually read each others mind?"

"Not really, but we sort of sense what each other is thinking. We don't
feel each others pain or stuff like that but sort know exactly what the
other is feeling. Our Dad said we were connected on a higher level as
twins."

"So which one of you is going to be first?"

"Well Gary is older by a minute so he should be first. But it is up to you
Sir."

"Okay first thing. While we are alone, I'm just Brian. Any other time it
has to be Colonel or Sir."

"Well it has been a long day and will probably be a longer one
tomorrow. Lets go to bed."

I got up and walked in my bedroom. I just stripped.

"Get undressed boys. I said you would be in my bed." Both undressed to
their boxers.

"Boxers too."

I was surprised they turned away as they removed their boxers, but I got a
great view of two very firm butts. I was going to love sliding my dick into
both.

I climbed into bed and motioned for one of them to get on each side of me.

"I always like to suck before sleeping. So I'll suck you off Gary. Gerry
can suck me and you Gary can suck your brother. Tomorrow we will change."

Well Gary had the perfect cock for sucking. Perfect length and
thickness. Gerry proved to be a very good cocksucker. When Gary came it was
sweet as nectar. It took Gerry longer to get me off, but he sure made sure
I felt good. I pulled both boys close and drifted off to sleep.

I was alone when I woke up. I could smell the coffee. Gary came in as I sat
up. He only had boxers on. I headed for the bathroom and after draining my
bladder stepped into the shower. Gary dropped his boxers and came in next
to me. He started to wash me.

"Gary you need not wash me."

"Brian, can I ask you a question?" He continued to wash my body.

"Sure Gary, what's on your mind?"

"How can you tell us apart? No one else can unless we are in uniform."

"Maybe I'm a mind reader too." I laughed.

I got very hard as he washed my cock and balls. He had his hand around it.

"It's going to really hurt when you put this in me." He said as he looked
up at me.

"Yeah Gary. It's going to really hurt, but I will be as gentle as I can."

When I looked at his face his eyes were like a deer caught in
headlights. He was definitely scared but I also saw resolve on his face.

"You can do it now if you want Brian."

I could very easily have done just that. Even thinking about it made me
harder. I had never done a virgin before. In stead I just stepped back from
him, rinsed off my cock and pushed him to his knees. I just rammed my cock
into his mouth. I took him completely by surprise and he gagged. As I
pulled back and then pushed in again my cock slid into his throat. If
nothing else, he was a very good cocksucker. Maybe he would make a good
lover too. I watched as my eight inch cock just slid in and out of his
mouth. I could even feel his tongue on my head. He didn't take long before
I unloaded a good morning load into his mouth. He just swallowed. I pulled
him up and kissed him. He just melted into me.

"We both love you Brian."

Puppy love, fatherly love or what ever. I wasn't sure what I felt yet about
either young man.

After drying, Gary helped me dress. Damn they had pressed my uniform and my
boots had almost a glass shine on them. They impressed more and more. Gary
quickly dressed as I went out for a coffee and some breakfast. Gerry was in
a perfect uniform too.

"You guys are going spoil me."

"We kind of hope we can do more for you Brian."

"We'll see Gerry. Now make sure you both have your sidearms. The General
said you are my body guards too, although I have no idea why I would need
one in here."

I watched as both slipped on harnesses. The guns were under each arm and
clips were on the other side. It gave them easy access to both. I watched
as both boys loaded a full magazine and jacked a round into the chamber
before holstering their weapons.

"Where did you learn to do that and where did the holsters come from?"

"Our Dad taught us. The Holsters came from stores. Gary checked this
morning and had them downloaded here. Is it all right?"

"It's fine boys. Lets go to work."

We walked to the Command Center. All the positions were filled around the
huge center. I sat in the center chair and checked the base
status. Everything looked normal.

"Bring up a 1:250,000 on the main screen."

"Good now super impose the thermal overlay."

Not bad, about a hundred hot spots. Most I knew were automated refineries
and pumping stations. Some would be either looters or survivalists. Some
might even be stranded citizens.

Record and mark all hot spots." I ordered.

That would keep them busy for half a day. I got up and went into my
office. Both boys followed me.

"Get me a coffee Gary. Gerry, you stay by the door."

"Yes Sir." They both said.

I brought up the Command personnel list. Bingo, they did have an Engineer
Officer. I ordered him to my office. I then looked at Logistical Support
Officers. There weren't any. Lots of NCO's, but no officers. The only
Officer with any Logistical training was a Japanese Exchange Officer. I
wondered how that worked. I had never heard of Exchange Officers before. I
keyed the switch to General's Office.

"Do you have moment Sir? I have a few questions."

"Come right over Colonel."

"Stay." I said to Gerry and walked next door to the General's office.

"What's on your mind Colonel?"

"What's the deal with Exchange Officers? Are they fully cleared to work
anywhere?"

"You're talking about Captain Fujiyama."

"Yes Sir."

"Well after the attempted invasions in South East Asia, The Japanese
Defense Forces joined with the other SEATO members to repel Chinese
incursions. The NAAF said they would assist by training Officers in all
branches. Fujiyama is the one I got. You want him?"

"Yes Sir. I'd like to make him Deputy Base Commander."

"Good as down." He flipped a switch on his intercom and ordered Fujiyama to
his office.

While we were waiting I was informed there was a Captain Blackstone waiting
outside my office.

"He can wait."

"Engineers?" The General said.

"Yes Sir. I want him to survey and clear the ring road that runs along the
eastern border of the city. He can clear both directions. Once he gets to
the International Airport he can clear one of the runways. If he can clear
the highway enough we may be able to use wheeled transport to bring the
troops to the base. Otherwise they will have to be moved in either carriers
or the automated support vehicles."


"Jesus, you move fast."  "You said it Sir. You want to use the
International for resupply and reinforcement."

"Yes but I didn't know you would be on it already."

"Well the Engineers really have nothing to do so I figured I might as well
get them working."

"You're better than I thought Colonel. I'm very glad to have you part of my
Brigade."

"Thank you Sir."

Captain Fujiyama came in the office.

"Captain Fujiyama reporting as ordered Sir."

He was about 5 foot 8 inches and about 160 lbs. His uniform was
immaculate. He also filled it well.

"Captain, effective immediately, you are promoted Major and assigned as
Deputy Base Commander. This Colonel is now your boss." The General smiled.

"Thank you Sir. I will endeavor to serve the Colonel to the best of my
abilities."

"I'm sure you will do fine Major. You are dismissed."

"Meet me in my office I will be there shortly." I said to him.

"Anything else Colonel?"

"No Sir." I saluted and left his office.

A very big Black Officer was waiting outside my office. I just waved him
down as I walked into my office. Gary and Gerry snapped to attention.

"Major, first thing. Move all your gear to the Deputy Commanders suite next
to mine. Gerry, you will assist the Major in anyway he asks. As of this
moment you appointed his batman and body guard."

"Yes Sir." Gerry smiled.

I could tell what was going on in his mind. He might or might not get his
wish.

"Send Captain Blackstone in on your way out."

Captain Blackstone was probably the biggest guy I had ever seen. He was
easily 6 foot 6 inches tall and weighed, I am sure near 220 lbs without an
once of fat. I'm sure he could have pounded fence posts in with his hands.

"Fuck are you big Captain. Must be as a bitch inside a carrier."

"Yes Sir. People have said I am bigger every where." He had a twinkle in
his eye.

I actually at that point wondered how many Gay Officers there actually were
in the NAAF. Or was it anomaly here in the Brigade. Easy to check, I'd just
have to pull the records. There was always a notation in records.

I showed the Captain everything I wanted done as soon as possible. He just
answered yes Sir. After I was done he saluted and left.

"Bet he's big down below too." Gary laughed.

"Is that all you think about Gary?"

"Well all I really think about is you Sir. I mean I'd suck him if he asked,
but I only want you inside. He's probably so big he's split me open."

"Yes I imagine he is." I laughed.

"So what did you think of Major Fujiyama?"

"Gerry told me he is Gay and he's going to tell the Jap he is too."

"Gerry might get more than he bargained for." I chuckled.

Gary just giggled.

"Well this coffee is cold. Let's go to my suite and have a coffee
break. You might get to see what the Major really looks like."

"Maybe." Is all he said.

Gary didn't care what the Japanese Major looked like or even weather he was
gay or not. All he wanted was what I could give him. If Fujiyama was
anything like some of the Japanese men I had had. Gerry might be in for a
very rough ride. Most Japanese men fucked very aggressively.

When we walked into my suite, it was forgone conclusion what was happening
in the Deputy Commanders suite. Gerry's muffled scream could be heard. Gary
immediately started to head for the connecting door. I grabbed his arm and
dragged him into my living room and pushed onto the couch.  "Sit."

"But Gerry's in trouble." He started to get up.

"Sit fucking still Sergeant. That's am order." He slumped back into the
couch.

Fuck the coffee I thought. Grabbed two beers and sat down next to Gary. I
handed him one of them. He just took it and looked at it. Tears were
streaming down his face.

"What the hell did you think was going to happen? You tell me Gerry knew
the Japanese Officer was gay and said he was going to tell him he was
too. If I had a real good looking gay boy tell me that and I was Gay, I'd
have him on his back pretty quick."

"But it's hurting him."

"Gary, you think its not going to hurt when I fuck your virgin ass?"

"Well I know it is, its just I didn't think it would happen to Gerry so
quick."

"Gary I have quick lesson for you in Japanese Anatomy. Most Japanese males
and Asian males for that matter are not very big. There are
exceptions. However, most of the Japanese males I have had, don't have a
bigger cock than you and some were smaller. Japanese and Asian females
after the first time are pretty loose. It's like small peg in a large hole
then."

Gary giggled at that.

"That why Asian Males like to use the back entrance. Very much tighter and
more satisfaction. If Gerry offered himself, I am very sure the Major would
have accepted."

"Even more so if Gerry told him it was his first time. You can be sure if
he does it once, he's going to want it again."

About thirty minutes later Gerry came out back in uniform. He was moving
pretty slow.

"Are you okay Gerry?" I asked him.

"Well my hole hurts, but otherwise I guess I'm okay."

"Gerry, in my bathroom in the cabinet you will find some cream in a blue
tube. You can put some on your hole and inside as well. It will ease the
pain somewhat."

The Japanese Officer came out as I was speaking.

"I will help you Gerry." He took Gerry by the hand and walked into my
bedroom.  "Now what do you think Gary?"

"I guess I still want it, but I want it like the Jap did Gerry."

"Gary if I do you the same as the Major, you will be screaming so loud they
will here it all over the Base. I'd have to tie you up and gag you."

"Okay Brian."

Before I could make a retort, Gerry and the Major walked out.

"How was it Bro?" Gary asked.

"Well it hurt real bad at first, but I really liked it after. I told Ito he
could as often as he liked."

The look in Ito's eyes and Gerry's told me something else as well. They may
have only been together for about 45 minutes, but I was sure they were
already in love.

"Colonel, I am sorry I stole one of your boys, but I guess I love Gerry."

"You didn't steal him and to be truthful, I wasn't sure how I could handle
two boys almost exactly the same. Gerry is also a very good driver, so
he'll make a fine driver for your Command Carrier. I hope you both will be
very happy with each other."

"Now, I want you go to the Automated vehicle deck and check out all the
vehicles. Those going outside will need thermal blankets over the fuel
cells. Then you can check the wheeled transports. If the Engineers clear
the highway enough we will be using them to move troops and supplies from
the International Airport. Got all that?"

"Yes Sir."

"Carry on then."

Both grabbed their weapons and left.

I looked at Gary. He still had a few tears on his face.

"Drink your Beer." I said.

"I really don't want it." He set the unopened can down on the table.

"I don't care weather you want it or not. When I give you an order I expect
it to be carried out. Now drink the goddamned beer."

Gary grabbed the can, opened it and took a drink. He had a different look
on his face now. I got up and walked to the phone.

I told my senior NCO, I was not to be disturbed for anything short of a
nuclear war. I knew what I was going to do. I was going to give Gary his
wish. Not the way he wanted but he was definitely going to be screaming
shortly.

I figured I would do the same thing I had done with Sam. Loosen him up with
my fingers and then the speculum. That would be easiest and quickest. Also
might not hurt him as much. I'd still have to gag him and tie his hands but
he would get his fondest wish. I just hoped he didn't hate me after.

I think he knew what was coming; his fatigue pants couldn't hide his hard
cock. Well it wouldn't be hard for long.

"I suggest you get out of that uniform before you mess it up."

I walked toward my bedroom and Gary followed. Now that he was going to get
his wish, he was shaking. He undressed slowly as I did. Damn seeing his
smooth body and nice cock almost made me want to rape his tight butt, but I
knew I couldn't, in fact it quite possible I couldn't. Ito may have been
able to get into Gerry easy, but no way was I going to get my thick cock
into Gary without loosening him first.

I had thought about tying his hands to the top of the bed, but changed my
mind. I'd have to gag him at some point, probably when I used three fingers
and for sure before I used the speculum. There had been no one on the base
when I did Sam and he wasn't really a virgin. So no gag was used.

"Lay on the bed Gary, on your back."

He was shaking even harder. I lay beside him and kissed him.

"Just relax Gary. I'm going to be as gentle as I can. I'm not going to just
rape you."

I then explained everything I was going to do before the main event. He
just nodded his head.

"Okay, pull your legs back."

I tied a cord around his left wrist, looped it under his knees and tied it
to his right wrist. That would prevent him from straightening his legs and
make it easier for me. With his legs pulled back I could see my target. It
looked very small and very tight. Gary, even though still hard was very
tensed up. I bent down and ran my tongue over his hole. His whole body
shuddered and a deep moan escaped his lips. I reached a hand up and
massaged his balls before grabbing his hard cock. As I slowly jacked him I
ran my thumb over his glands every time his cock slid from his
foreskin. That just made him moan louder. I lifted up and inserted one
finger into his hole. It just slipped in. When it finally penetrated his
mind what I had done he clamped down on my finger and groaned. When I felt
him relax a bit I pushed inside further. Again he clamped my finger, but I
felt it loosen a bit. I gently twisted my finger inside him and touched his
love button. A loud moan escaped his mouth and his cock started to get hard
again.

I slowly finger fucked him making sure I hit that button every time. As I
pulled back one time I pulled right out and added a second finger. I got
both all the way in before he yelped and clamped down on both. I just
stopped and waited.  Up until this point the only lube I had used was my
spit. As I started to move inside him he started mumbling.

"God, oh god it hurts oh, oh, oh, don't stop, don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping. I started to move faster, really pushing
the two fingers in hard. I hit his button about every third push. It got
him into pain/pleasure feeling. I knew it had to hurt, but his cock was
still pretty hard. I reached over and grabbed the tube of super lube. As I
pulled out I coated my fingers with it and then started in with three
fingers. As he opened his mouth to scream at this much bigger and more
painful intrusion, I stuffed his bunched up boxers into his mouth. The
scream was muffled somewhat, but he wreathed in pain on my bed. His eyes
were clinched shut, but I could see tears on his face. I held him place
with one hand while I forced all three fingers into his tight hole. His
cock had gone soft. I started to twist my fingers inside him to widen his
hole. That just made him scream into the boxers more. I finally stopped
moving and his body slumped on the bed.

As I pulled my fingers out he let out a loud moan. It would not be a moan
next. I lubed up the speculum and slid it inside him. He didn't even
react. I squeezed the handles once, which opened it to about the same size
as my three fingers. I leaned over him.

"Do you want me to continue Gary? The worst is next."

I watched his face. His eyes fluttered and then opened. Tears streamed down
his face. Then he just nodded.

I pushed hard on the gag in his mouth and squeezed the handles of the
speculum. His whole body arched off the bed. If he hadn't been gagged his
scream would probably been heard in downtown Edmonton. I squeezed it a
second time and short sharp scream erupted before his whole body just
slumped to the bed. The pain he was feeling over rode everything and he had
fainted. I released the speculum, I saw no blood so I knew I hadn't injured
him. I lubed up my cock and pushed inside his hole. God he was hot
inside. I fucked him three or four hard thrusts and then just stopped. I
undid his hands and leaned over between his legs. I pulled out the gag and
kissed him.

He took a few minutes to come around. He started to yell, but I stifled it
with my mouth on his. That turned into a deep kiss. When he realized his
hands were free, he wrapped them around me and I felt his legs wrap around
my waist. Effectively he was holding me inside him. His chute felt like a
glove around my cock. When I lifted off his mouth, he panted and then
slowly relaxed.

"It's only me now Gary."

"God it hurt, but now it feels so good." He moaned.

"Your one hot boy inside Gary."

"Fuck me Brian. Fuck me good. I just knew it would feel so good. From the
first day I saw you I wanted you inside me. God I love you Brian."

I started slow, but those very hot insides pushed me to go faster. My first
load came almost at once, but I just continued. Slicked with my load I
started to hammer his hole. He met each stroke and even cried for harder
and faster. It was like Gary's ass was made to be fucked and fucked
hard. After blowing a second load I was exhausted and slumped over Gary.

Gary just rained kisses on my face and neck. I finally sat up and slowly
pulled out of him. It felt like his ass didn't want me to leave. There was
a real loud pop when my cock slipped out. I saw his hole flex and a mixture
of my cumm and his ass juices ran from his open hole. Before I could move
Gary swung around and buries my cock in his mouth. He went into almost a
feeding frenzy as he licked and sucked my cock. He sat back, a real
Cheshire grin on his face.

"Boy you taste good Brian."

"My turn." I said as I flipped him onto his knees.

I ran my tongue up his crack and into his open hole. He moaned real loud
and grunted. My tongue and mouth was overflowing with my cumm mixed with
his ass juices. It just drove me to stick my tongue in deeper.

"Oh God!" He screamed and his ass clamped on my tongue. I knew he was
cumming. When he was done he just fell over.

"Wow, I never felt something like that before. I came with out even
touching myself."

As we laid face to face I could feel his very hard cock pushing into my
stomach.

"Well how about you fuck me now love."

I saw his face change.

"I don't think I can Brian. Me and Gerry tried to do each other even after
our Dad said it was incest. We could finger each other, but when we tried
with our dicks we just couldn't stay hard. We thought we were doing
something wrong. We asked Sam and he said we were probably just bottom
boys. We wanted a cock in our butts but didn't want to fuck. I guess I'm a
bottom boy Brian."

Well I knew away around that, but would save it for another time. Instead,
I just pushed Gary flat and lifted his legs to my shoulders. He was smiling
as I lined up. No lube I just rammed my cock into him. He yelped as my cock
punched through his tight rings, then moaned as my cock filled his ass. I
saw I wasn't going all the way inside him. Almost two inches of my cock was
still visible. Weather it was lust, love or just the fact that I was inside
him, I really wanted all my cock deep inside him. I leaned over and kissed
him.

"This might hurt love but?." I pulled back until just my head was inside
him.

I rammed my cock into him. It stopped at about 2 inches left and I ground
in circles in his ass. All of a sudden I was balls deep. He groaned and
then smiled.

It feels like you are in my stomach." He even put his hand down to check.

After that the only sound was my balls slapping his ass cheeks and his
moans as I fucked his tight hole. It took a long time for me to blow a
third time and this time it went into his upper bowel. When I pulled out he
again went down and sucked my cock clean. This time he made a weird face
and I figured there was still crap in upper bowel and he was getting his
first taste of his own shit. It wouldn't be his last unless he really
cleaned himself out everyday. I knew I was going to fuck him everyday if I
had time and energy.

We enjoyed a long shower and I showed Gary how to clean himself out and
told him if he didn't want to licking his own shit off my cock he should do
it every morning. We dressed and headed out into my living room. The
message light was blinking.

I called my Clerk and he connected me with the General.

"Ah Colonel. Catching up on some sleep. Glad you're awake. We have a couple
of unexpected guests I'd like your opinion on."

"I'll be right up Sir."

I was pretty sure he knew I wasn't catching up on sleep.

We both headed for his office. Gary stood outside as I walked in.

"Actually I have three problems for you to take care of, two are military,
but I think this one first." He turned on the outside camera over the
landing bay doors.

All I really saw was blowing snow. He pointed to two what looked like fur
balls next to the door.

"What do you make of those?"

"They look like two very small black bears. Probably just born."

"Yes." He switched to a camera looking south and zoomed it in. A large red
splotch covered the pure white snow.

"That appears to be what's left of the mother bear."

"Those cocksuckers from the west end again. I should have taken them out
the last time I was out."

"That is being taken in hand as we speak. Captain Whitaker has a scout
platoon watching them now. He reported one of their half tracks coming from
the east a short time ago. He got himself a pretty good sized army. The
compound covers several buildings and he has a fair amount of equipment,
including LAV's and tracked APC's."

"Yes Sir. I figure he raided the Reserve transport barracks on the south
side and the Infantry Barracks downtown."

"Thought so. Looks like he's got a couple of hundred men."

"Tomorrow morning at 0400, a company of A22's and two Infantry Companies
will hit his compound. The Scout platoon will act as a stopping force to
the west."

"Good."

"The other two problems are the two teens you picked up at the survivalist
compound. These are all we could get on both from the data banks." He
handed me two thin files.

"I'll take care of them after I handle our two unexpected guests. You know
what's going to happen to the first person they see, don't you Sir?"

"Yes." He laughed.

I left his office chuckling and grabbed Gary and led him into my office.

"Gary, I have a very important job for you."

"Okay Sir."

I then told Gary everything and showed him the outside camera shots.

"I don't know anything about bears Sir."

"Gary, they are going to be like little lost kids. Their cold, hungry and
scared. As soon as they see you, they are going bond instantly with
you. They don't yet have their fear of man. You'll smell different but it
won't matter to them. Just treat them as very young children."

"Okay Sir." He looked skeptical.

"Go get our parkas and meet me by the man door of the landing bay."

"Yes Sir."

Then I called the RSM to my office.

"Yes Sir."

"RSM, I want you to go to the civilian quarters and get as many baby
bottles with nipples as you can. Take them to the mess hall and fill them
with whole milk. Heat the bottles to body temperature. I'll see you there
shortly. Got that?"

"Yes Sir." He left shaking his head.

I went down and met Gary at the man door. After putting my parka on.

"Okay Gary, I'm going to open the door. The two bears are to the right of
the door about five feet away. Just go out, go to one knee and call
them. I'm sure as soon as they see you, they'll come running. Once you have
them close just pick them up and step inside. You can set them down
again. Just pet them as you would a puppy."

Gary did as I said and was almost bowled over by the two fur balls. He
picked both up. They were licking his face so much he couldn't move, so I
guided him inside and closed the door. He knelt down and set the two little
bears down. He swiped his hand across his face and laughed.

"Damn tongues. Almost drowned me." He was petting both bears.

"Okay Gary, just stand up slowly. Then walk slowly to Barrack 1."

The two bears followed him crying at his heels. Several soldiers in the bay
laughed at this turn of events. Gary led them into the mess hall. He sat
down by the RSM. Both bears tried to climb onto his lap.  "Give him the
milk RSM."

Quick as a wink both bears were feeding. After eating their fill they
curled up at Gary's feet and went to sleep.

"That's pretty much what both are going to do from now on for a while
Gary. Both would normally be in hibernation and would only wake to
feed. We'll put them in one of vacant rooms on the main floor. RSM, get
some regular mattresses and put in along with some army blankets."

"Gary you will have to check on them and feed them. You might need to clean
up any messes they make as well. Just do as the RSM did. Fill the bottles
with milk and heat them to body temperature."

"Okay Sir."

"When your done RSM, come and see me."

I went back to my office and sat down. The two files the General had given
were waiting my attention.

The first I opened showed a twenty six year old male. His picture and
finger prints we there, plus a long list of petty crimes. He had been in
and out of jail almost all his adult life. At 25 he had simply
disappeared. Well he had reappeared on that road block that had fired on my
A22. That was a Capital Offense.

I was very sure he would not accept enrollment in the NAAF. Not that I even
wanted him. I just counter signed his death warrant.

The second file was the total opposite of the first. His photo showed a 15
year old boy in a school swim short. He was in very good shape for a 15
year old. Height and weight proportionate. His only records were of his
school marks, which told he was a good student as well.

His father had been a bank manager until the Government of Canada had
ordered the banks and schools closed and people evacuated.

Him, his Mother and Father had disappeared. Only to have him turn up in the
survivalist camp two years later.

When he was picked up he was unarmed and watching several small children.

The fact that he was unarmed did not have a bearing on what he was now
charged with. I hoped he would agree to a Probationary Enrollment in the
NAAF.

The RSM came into my office.  "RSM Swanson, Get two veterans Soldiers, two
nooses and a bible and meet in interrogation 4."

"Yes Sir." He saluted and left.

I met the soldiers and RSM at the desk of the Jail. We dropped our weapons
there and the Corporal led to cell four. He opened the door and we walked
in. The boy Shawn jumped to his feet and stood shaking. I sat down at the
table.

"Cuff him and hold him in front of the table."

"Shawn Michael Edwards, you stand before me charged with Armed Insurrection
against the North American Union and NAAF. Canada being under Marshall Law.

"The General Commanding the Third Heavy Brigade of the Seventh Calvary has
therefore ordered that you be hanged. Do you have anything to say before
sentence is carried out?"

When I said that he totally broke down, crying and blubbering. He started
to plead and say he never held a gun or ever did anything. He was shaking
so bad, he actually pissed himself. The two soldiers were having trouble
holding him up.

"Let him sit down." They lowered him into the chair.

I let him cry for a while longer.

"Shawn, Shawn, there is an alternative."

It took him a while to compose himself enough to talk intelligently.

"Please Sir, I'll do anything, anything at all. I'll be your slave
Sir. Please Sir."

When he said that the two soldiers chuckled.

"I don't want you to be my slave Shawn. But you will be required to do
anything you are told."

"That's okay Sir. I was just a toy for all the younger guys on the
Farm. All the girls were reserved for the bosses so us young guys had to
the other men happy."

When he said that the expressions on both soldiers changed instantly. Abuse
of anyone in the NAAF was a Capitol offense. They didn't like what Shawn
had been forced to do.

I slid a sheet across the table in front of Shawn.

"Shawn, this a Probationary enrollment for the NAAF. Before you sign, I'm
going explain exactly what that means. In the NAAF there are two kinds of
punishment. One is corporal and that is normally carried out with a
whip. From a minimum of 10 lashes to a maximum of fifty. The other offenses
are Capital. For a Capital Offense you can expect either a bullet in the
back of the head or that slip noose around your neck."

A probationary enrollment means that for one year from this date you can
have only two corporal offenses. The third time you screw up will cost you
your life. You'll get a book of all rules and regulations. Memorize it
Shawn, your life might depend on it."

I slid a pen onto the form. He signed it. I took the form and put it in his
file.

"Good for you Shawn. You can release him. RSM, after we take care of the
other prisoner, you can run Shawn through the full enrolment process. And
then bring him to my office."

"Yes Sir." He was smiling.

"The RSM will be back to get you in a while."

The second prisoner let out a long string of swear words when I asked him
if he had anything to say. After he ran out of words.

"RSM, Carry out the sentence."

It took all three to get him on the short stool with the slip noose around
his neck.

"May God have Mercy on your Soul." The RSM said and kicked the stool out
from under him.

I hated this form of execution. The prisoners never dropped more than four
inches, so their necks were never broken. The slip noose used just
tightened around their throats and they strangled to death. It had to be
very painful. A bullet in my mind was best. It was quick and painless. I
only watched for about five minutes before I left.

I had been forced to watch a complete execution by the same method at West
Point. All the students had to watch as three students were hanged for
raping a girl. It was grotesque. As the nose tightened, their eyes bulged
out, and their tongues thickened. Near death they ejaculated and in most
case evacuated their bowels. They took almost 20 minutes to die. I puked my
guts out. That got me ten lashes.

That man deserved to die. Hell he had probably raped Shawn. But that didn't
mean I liked it. I went back to my office and poured a stiff drink.

I drank half before I sat down and slammed both files down onto my desk.

The General walked and waved me down as I went to stand up. He poured
himself a drink and sat down.

"I'm sorry I gave you that job Brian, but my hands were tied. Both were
chemically interrogated and that Murphy guy I almost ordered the medic to
give him a lethal injection. Shawn on the other hand is a very abused young
man and it will take quite a bit to bring him around."

"Well maybe all he needs is a firm hand Sir. I'm going to start him off as
my batman. It will give him time to learn the rules before he ends up in a
line company."

"Good plan Colonel."