ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 118 – On The Road Again

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

Aiden McIntyre-Worthington: Son of Liam McIntyre and Adopted son of Luke Worthington

Alex Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman

Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance

Ariel "Ari" Rebel: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)

Ariel Rebel Jr. aka JR: Son of Jacob Leib

Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler

Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto

Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann

Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force – Adopted son of Ari Rebel

Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson

David Winter-Jansson: Son of Oliver Winter and Viktor Janson

Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor

Duke Stone III: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman

Frazer Sullivan: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69)

George Battenberg: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States

Hayao Kinugasa, Major, Ret.: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)

Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori: Son of Hito Janson-Winter Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori

Hito Jansson-Winter: Son of David Jansson-Winter and Date Masamune

Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)

James "Jimmy" Yasumori: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Partner of Hito Jansson-Winter

Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre

Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)

Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel

Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)

Juan Martinez: 4 Star General, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia

Juaquin "Jay" de Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez

Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor

Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington

Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts

Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries

Mario "Mani" Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico (Adopted son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto)

Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman

Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General – Alpha Zulu Program in Japan

Michael "Allen" Roberts: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

Napoleon Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Noah Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman

Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman

Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler

Roger DeSoto: 4 Star General, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia

Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg

Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)

Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel

William "Bill" Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States

Yuuto Meat-Goodman Kinugasa: Adopted Son of Noah Meat-Goodman and Hayao Kinugasa

 

"Angus" (Name Classified): (Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody at Fort Connor)

"Biff" Jones (Name Classified): (Son of POTUS and guest in residence at Fort Connor)

 

*Adam Mann: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Adrian Johnson: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)

*Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

*Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)

*Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Fort Connor Adjutant

*Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)

*Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)

*Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Gerald Isaac: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Tommy Longdick-Allman

*Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries (a major multi-national defense contractor)

*Hachiman Kanmu, Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori

*Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones & Danny Henry

*Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson

*Jason Allman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman

*John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries

*Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington

*Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries

*Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon

*Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Matt Longdick Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Oliver Winter: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

*Randall Masters: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Randy Adam "RA" Worthington: Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington

*Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Robert Manning, Captain: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)

*Robert Masters: Major General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu Security

*Rod Jackson: Lieutenant General (3 Star), U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

*Steven Douglas Worthington: (aka S.D.) (Adopted sons of Robert Allen Gregory and R.A. Worthington)

*Steven Goodman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

*Viktor Jannson: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

*Wilhelm "Willy" Rogers: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Larry Winter-Jannson

 

*=Gone but not forgotten

 

 

POTUS ON COM FOR YOU! (Words that send terror through any General!) Send him through... "Greetings George and Bill"... "thought I would catch you before you go back to Fort Connor in the morning. Would you please stop in at the White House at your convenience on your way to Andrews. "Please and thank you!" DISCONNECT! (Damn, we aren't going to enjoy this.)

 

Security had been appraised in our change in agenda and our motorcade headed from the Marriott to the White House. POTUS was all smiles as he greeted us in the Oval Office. "And, how are my two Generals of the Armies today?" Hitting the intercom he ordered "Coffee, strong, hot and black"! (Before this conversation was over we would be needing something stronger.)

 

POTUS started the discussion: "We have had over a year of unprecedented peace and quiet with Alpha Zulu and Fort Connor. A small miracle in no part due to the efforts of you and your talented staff." It is now time to utilize your talents so go back to Fort Connor, kiss your son good by and let everyone know you will be making an extended trip throughout the United States. We will be making a major recruitment drive for all branches of the Military these next 12 months and you two will be the spearhead of that drive. The Pentagon will be scheduling you in every city that has an airport large enough to accommodate your flying billboard. We will hit heavy on the colleges and university but civic and non-profit fund raising also. We need to show the human side of our military and all the good you and Alpha Zulu have done for our great country. Jimmy can handle Fort Connor and he always has Date as a resource if he runs into a problem. I'm certain I'm going to have one pissed off little imp by the name of Hito for the long hours Jimmy will be working but I'm certain a month of "sand and surf" enjoying David's Virgin Island Penthouse will help to sooth his irritated feathers after you return.

 

And to keep my two favorite Generals happy I promise to schedule visits to all the military hospitals possible even if they might come with "rubber chicken" dinner with the base officers. No one in the military that wants a future is going to deny you two anything. Your polling is higher than mine. (Sure you don't want to run for President when my term expires?) YOU MUST JEST!

 

And, to show my appreciation in a more tangible way you two are the commencement speakers for the Graduation at West Point this year. Time to motivate a few "butter bars" to consider the military a career and not just a free education.

 

Asking our security detail to return us to the Penthouse, David and Date were shocked when they opened the door and saw us standing there with our "go bags". Just when you thought you got rid of us! NOT! Asking Alex, Logan, T&T, Angus, Hito and Jimmy to join us in the Penthouse for an evening meal Angus made us promise to break out the 100 year old brandy. (His tastes were becoming more refined as he matured.)

 

Everyone arrived early wondering what in the hell was going on... we should be back at Fort Connor. Sharing with them the meeting we had with POTUS this morning and that for most of the next year we would be doing "meet and greets" through out the country. POTUS is leaving Fort Connor in the capable hands of Jimmy and has volunteered Date if Jimmy has any questions. He even offered us his party nomination for President in the next election... he wasn't shocked when we turned him down flatly.

 

I know Alex, Logan and T&T will give Jimmy all the support they would give us. We may be different branches of the same tree but we all trace our "roots" back to Mama Bear. Now that brings me to the sensitive if not touchy subject of this evening. David's EMPIRE! Hikaru will get his Masters degree from Harvard next year and we all know the Emperor and Matsukaze will want if not insist he return to Japan. There is no way Matsukaze will walk away from his military responsibilities and we know Hikaru won't leave his side. Their son may not be in the direct line of succession to the Chrysanthemum Throne but he is in line. The potential of any of them being able to inherit and run your Empire is next to impossible.

 

We all know you have made generous arrangements for Larry in your will and he and his family will be lacking for nothing. But, you need someone to inherit your empire and keep our country strong. Your backing of Worthington projects these past years is what has made the majority of the technical advancements possible and implemented so expediently. You may not have wished to claim the credit but the power brokers in Washington know without you the "Knights" may have well started a second civil war and destroyed our nation.

 

What I now ask (WE ASK) as your friends, not on behalf of POTUS, any political entity or any power broker... I am asking Angus to find Jimmy and Hito a son or possible a "heir and a spare" for your four to raise, to nurture and to love as your own flesh and blood. This is an investment in your future, your family, your fortune and your country.

 

As Date, David, Jimmy and Hito looked at each other they knew it was the right thing to do. Angus was on his cell phone as he exited the Penthouse requiring all of the foundation staff to immediately report to their office. This would be an all night work session and Angus would return with the files on potential sons and to enjoy our 1000 hours breakfast buffet. (Angus never failed to miss a FREE MEAL!)

 

As Angus and his security detail drove to the Foundation Offices Angus called his partner to explained why he would be sleeping alone tonight and hopefully if he got home from work early tomorrow Angus would make certain he was adequately compensated for the cold showers he would be taking tonight. Angus's partner was waiting for him when his detail arrived at their office. The decisions made tonight would impact every facet of Alpha Zulu and our great country. His partner would help however Angus would allow him. Angus was still madly in love with this fantastic man who continually put the needs of others before his own.

 

David, Date, Jimmy and Hito spent a restless and sleepless night knowing the decision they would be required to make when Angus rejoined them the next morning. The decision made would impact the life of one or two precious imps and very possibly the future of our great country. This was a commitment by the four of them to a living and breathing person(s) to nurture, to love, to educate and to lead by example to be a man (men) of honor. The four men slept in the arms of their partners and prayed for God to give them the guidance and wisdom to make the right decision.

 

0955 hours and the doorbell of the Penthouse rang to admit a smiling Angus and his partner. The dark bags under their eyes confirmed they had been burning the "midnight oil" and got little sleep. Date issued the order: "Eat first because after we read of the heart wrenching stores of the imps Angus has chosen for us none of us will have any appetites." (Date was so correct!)

 

For the balance of the day our eight adults discussed the merits of each child. (Angus and his partner deferred any opinion as they were instrumental in choosing the eight prospective children.) Everyone knew David could afford to adopt all eight children but that wouldn't be fair and could lead to too many problems as they grew older.

 

It seemed like an endless line of room service staff delivering urns of strong black coffee but the military would never survive without hot strong black coffee. This meeting wouldn't have survived without it either. By late in the afternoon our "brain trust" had the selection down to TWO young adolescent boys. The consensus was: "You can afford to adopt both of them so do it!" As fate would have it both boys were in the same orphanage, were best friend and roomies. Even in today's society white anglo-saxon newborns were in high demand and teenage Asian children were rarely adopted. The two boys were best friend and were shedding tears of joy when the orphanage director told them it was possible they both may be adopted by the same family. These were two gay career military officers who worked in one of the most prestigious military programs in this country. Just be honest with them because they will be with you. Get a good night of sleep because they will be here tomorrow.

 

Little sleep was had by our imps this night as they sat and talked with Roger till dawn. Roger assured them Jimmy and Hito were wonderful men and their only goal was for you imps to have the best future possible. Yes, there will be rules but mostly for your safety. If you are ever punished the punishment will be fair and commensurate to the offense.

 

You will have two wonderful fathers, two grandfathers who will also spoil you, two hundred big brothers you will live with and two war dogs who are the biggest mooches for doggie treats you'll ever meet. And, wait till you meet "Captain Midnight"... he is a jet black cat that has the war dogs wrapped around his tail. He is a push over for catnip kitty treats. Yukon (one of the war dogs) adopted him as a wee kitten and Napoleon (the other war dog) treats him as an overprotective big brother. You won't believe them till you see them playing together.

 

The children went running into the arms of Jimmy and Hito who knew Roger had paved the way for these two boys to become part of their FOREVER FAMILY! No sooner than Jimmy, Hito and their two sons got settled into their Limo and OPS advised POTUS on a secure call for General Yassumori. You General are expected at the penthouse for the next two weeks so your sons can get to know his fathers and grandfathers. I'll not have your Commanding Generals "out and about" until after you return to Fort Connor and get settled. I expect an abundance of photographs of your new sons as do the men of Alpha Zulu. If I don't get an abundance of photographs in my "IN BOX" within 24 hours expect security to place you in confinement the minute you return to Fort Connor. DISCONNECT!

 

Our new sons were in shock to learn the voice on the other end of the conversation was the President of the United States. We assured our sons he really is a great man and a man that will use the full resources of the military to protect you if and when necessary.

 

When our Generals saw the proposed itinerary forwarded to them by the Pentagon they seriously doubted if it could be accomplished in 12 months. The Generals made it crystal clear they would spend the Christmas and New Year holidays at Fort Connor and Camp Phoenix. THERE WAS NO DISCUSSION OR APPEAL!

 

Alex was getting to be an old pro at taking new arrivals out shopping for the basic necessities a young imp needs to look sharp and be spoiled. Our friendly tailor arrived at the Penthouse the next day to do the initial measurements for their suits and a few set of dress casual clothes. Shortly after the tailor left there was a knock at the door and when one of our new sons opened the door there stood a tall impressive military man wearing a mass of awards and decorations. Stepping aside to let our guest enter, Duke smiled at his young friend and asked if he would get his fathers and grandfathers for him.

 

As we entered the great room Duke commented: "With the compliments of the President, you four and your new sons are invited for an informal dinner in the residence at 1800 hours tomorrow night." Offering Duke to share our dinner with us he begged off saying it was a rare evening where he and Dale would actually spend it together. "I'll take a `rain check'."

 

Our sons were in shock as our limousine pulled into the drive at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Even at their age there were well educated as to the White House being the residence of the President of the United States. "We are having dinner with the President?" "We have no idea of how to act!" Just be yourself and have good manners. He doesn't expect you to be perfect.

 

POTUS was well versed in raising kids as it became apparent when the White House Mess Staff served hamburgers in honor of our new sons. (The Fathers and Grandfathers would accept hamburgers as a staple part of their diet for many years in their future.)

 

After dinner POTUS gave our sons a personal guided tour of the White House and even let them sit in his chair behind the Resolute Desk in the Oval Office. Pictures abounded and few kids can top their bragging rights on Facebook to have a picture taken with POTUS in the Oval Office.

 

Privately, we four adults thanked POTUS for making it a fantastic evening for our new family. Turning to David he quipped: "Sure you won't reconsider that run for the White House"? "Thank you Mr. President but NO THANK YOU!"

 

We finally managed to return to the Penthouse, undress our children, tuck them in bed and kiss them goodnight. We both forgot how wonderful it is to have children in our lives. Hikaru really never caused any serious problems that being grounded or a few swats on his back side didn't correct. Perhaps Alpha Zulu got lucky this time also.

 

Walking down the ramp of our Jet when we arrived at Fort Connor every off duty soldier was standing to greet us and our sons. Our sons ran up to Napoleon and Yukon, wrapped their arms around them and gave them a big hug. Our two spoiled "mutts" knew they had two more soft touches that would be a prime source of doggie treats. Napoleon and Yukon proceeded to give our sons a major "sniff down" starting with putting their nose in their crotch which didn't impress our sons. When our sons yelled "BAD DOG"... it broke their furry hearts. Their handlers produced some doggie treats for our sons to give them and all was forgiven.

 

Finally making it to our quarters it seemed like Maintenance had an endless line of boxes delivered for our new sons. There was a quiet knock on our door and a pair of red headed imps were requesting admittance to meet our new sons. It was an immediate match of friendship. Our sons asked if they could take a sight seeing tour of Fort Connor with our red headed imps. I reminded all four young men the cardinal rules of Fort Connor: 1) RESPECT and 2) Never touch anything that can go BOOM! It was a blur as four adolescent kids raced off to give the men of Fort Connor a refresher course on having "Juvenile Delinquents" back in residence.

 

Our sons asked if they could be introduced to "Captain Midnight" as Roger had told them he was the brains behind the two big war dogs. Proceeding to the Mess our Chef was an easy "touch" to spoil our sons as they asked if they could get a bowl of ice cream. Racing to the imp's bunker Captain Midnight was indeed impressed to be spoiled with a bowl of ice cream by two strangers. Midnight did the unthinkable. With a stomach full of ice cream he curled up between our two newest imps and purred himself to sleep. Yukon and Napoleon just lay in the corner jealous to the MAX! Their "child" had new friends and they would be forced to share him.

 

The imps spent the balance of the day meeting all the men of Fort Connor. They were impressed to learn Fort Connor was one of the few military bases that had a four star Chaplain and Doctor. (They are the nicest men you'll ever meet and you can trust them with your lives.) They would question that comment when Doc updated their shot records the next day.

 

We Generals were impressed that the Pentagon staff planning our "junkets" was gracious enough to schedule us for the first two weeks as guest lecturers at West Point. As we were meeting with the 4th year Cadets the first questions asked was if all the gossip about "Captain Midnight" was true. So we proceeded to give the cadets all the facts about Yukon smuggling Midnight onto a secure base, security refusing to take the kitten away from our war dogs, the imps conning their fathers into allowing them to adopt it, right up to and including Midnight saving the imps.

 

Was Midnight loved and accepted by all of the Fort Connor staff? They had heard rumors one of the Generals wanted to court martial Captain Midnight and sentence him to a firing squad. Oh, were we going to owe Jimmy a bottle of scotch before this story was finished.

 

We proceeded to tell our soon to be 2nd Lieutenants the demands upon a General Staff Officer were 24/7 with little time for a personal life. General Yasumori had no dislike of Captain Midnight until the Sunday he was off duty and enjoying one of the rare occasions he could sleep in. Jimmy was enjoying one of the most erotic dreams of his life when this voice shouted: "YOU HAVE REPLACED ME"! Waking from a deep sleep he has the orgasm of all orgasm as he sees a black cat between his legs wrapped around his balls. Jimmy's orgasm terrifies the cat and Midnight goes into instant "flight" mode using all twenty claws in Jimmy's scrotum as a launching pad. (You could see the male cadets physically cringe and the female cadets smile.) Jimmy's scream could be heard across Fort Connor and brought security running. Hito (his partner) was laughing so hard he fell off the bed and sprained his wrist so bad he was in a cast for weeks.

 

The fun part was when Jimmy had to be helped to Medical and admit to Doc the nature of his injury. Doc had to excuse himself from the Exam Room he was laughing so hard. The incident had a "life of its own" when "WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE" posters appeared around Fort Connors for assault upon General Yasumori. When Captain Midnight rode triumphantly into the Mess Hall on the back of 1st Sergeant Yukon with 1st Sergeant Napoleon as additional personal security... we knew he was back in good graces as Jimmy offered Midnight a bowl of ice cream as a peace offering.

 

After the roar of laughter from the cadets died down the next question was General Yasumori was the only cadet ever assigned to Alpha Zulu immediately after graduation from West Point. There has to be a story there somewhere. (Oh well, Jimmy can only kill me once!)

 

General Date Masamune (The most decorated soldier alive today) was asked to be a guest speaker here at West Point similar to what we are currently doing. When he settled into his billet he decided upon a good workout in the gym to relief the stress of having to face you cadets. As your work out clothes have no visible rank he was just treated like any of the guest officers that visit West Point regularly. Seeing a young Asian-American Cadet in the "ring" and fellow cadets refusing to accept the challenge of a workout with this young man... General Date entered the ring, bowed respectfully and Jimmy accepted the challenge. In only a few minutes General Date who is a martial arts expert and experienced combat veteran was "down and out" on the mat.

 

At dinner that evening Cadet Yasumori was ordered to report to the Superintendent's table. Jimmy was in shock to see his afternoon opponent was a five star General of the Army and recipient of the Medal of Honor. Jimmy figured his military career was over before it started. He was invited to join General Date and your Superintendent for their meal and you can only imagine the gossip that spread through the ranks of you cadets. General Date requested that Cadet Yasumori give him a personal guided tour of West Point and they developed a trust and friendship that last to this day.

 

When General Date and his partner adopted their son they knew a protector would be needed. He requested SecDef assign Cadet Yasumori to Alpha Zulu after graduation. General Date invited our young cadet and his parents to stay with them in Washington after the graduation. He wanted both the Cadet and his parents to understand the risks that came with a posting to Alpha Zulu. Within 24 hours of graduation from West Point Jimmy was on a first name basis with the richest businessman in America, enjoying dinner with the head of the Worthington Dynasty and a party crasher aka POTUS offering him a promotion to Captain if he would accept the assignment. Talk about falling down the rabbit hole.

 

Yes, it was a plum assignment but not without risk. General Yasumori has been shot and injured many times putting his life on the line to protect others. The most notable being the shoot out at the Smithsonian which brought him and Colonel Haciman Kanmu to the attention of the nation and which had national media coverage for days. Over 50,000,000 phone calls, telegrams and letters were received by the White House, Congress and the Pentagon demanding recognition of their heroics in protecting a precious imp by the name of Hikaru. Both men received severe life threatening injuries protecting Hikaru. They protected Hikaru with every round of ammunition they had giving their security detail time to provide additional protection and neutralize the threat. When they were out of ammunition they covered Hikaru with their injured bodies. I rarely use the term "HERO" but these two men were heroes! Congress awarded both men the rank of General of the Army and the Medal of Honor on behalf of the American people. These awards often come at a high price... General of the Army Haciman Kanmu died later from injuries received protecting Hikaru.

 

I urge you all when you visit Washington to walk among the brave soldiers who gave the ultimate sacrifice for this great country at our National Cemetery. You will feel their presence among you and it will be such a humbling experience for you. As we Generals were losing our composure, we dismissed class for the day and returned to our billet. Looking at each other we knew what we had to do... admit to Jimmy we had "outed" him to the graduating class at West Point.

 

Asking OPS to connect us with the 1st Sergeant at Fort Connor we asked if he would take a bottle of our 20 year old single malt Scotch and deliver it to General Yasumori with our compliments. He would be needing it when we video conference with him and Hito that evening.

 

Later that evening we video conferenced with Jimmy and Hito... we recommended they pour a double "Nectar of the Gods" because they would be needing it. We had been asked by the Cadets about Jimmy being the only cadet ever appointed to Alpha Zulu directly after graduation from West Point. We were honest and truthful with the cadets as we are with every question asked of us.

 

But, we have to admit these cadets will never be able to look at you without having a big smile. They asked about your history with "Captain Midnight" and the injuries you sustained. You'll appreciate every male cadet cringed in empathy and every female cadet smiled from ear to ear.

 

Hito was losing it in laughter which didn't help Jimmy with his coping mechanism. Jimmy reminded us this graduating class of Cadets included the sons of SecDef and the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs. I can hear the comments now the next time I meet with them. Hito was laughing so hard he fell off the bed and this time broke his wrist. Jimmy excused himself as he had to help his partner to Medical so Doc could hopefully inflict some additional pain in retribution for all the humor Hito saw in my comments. DISCONNECT!

 

Captain Midnight was becoming as famous in the Army as the Army Mule. Midnight remained an aloof creature that allowed everyone to spoil him. Even POTUS was smart enough to have a pocket full of Catnip Treats and his other pocket full of Doggie Treats when he visited Fort Connor. (A true politician!)

 

We video conference with Doc the next morning wanting to know how Hito was doing. He had a serious wrist fracture but it would heal if he followed instructions. Expect Jimmy to complain bitterly when Hito rolls over in bed during the night and hits Jimmy with his plaster cast. Be happy you are off base and enjoying the good life.

 

It was impossible to sneak anywhere considering the flying billboard the Pentagon had us flying. The media knew the "circus" was in town and it was difficult to go anywhere without a microphone being stuck in our faces. We agreed with our predecessors, the next reporter that sticks a microphone in our face better have a steak attached to it. We knew the media was a necessary "evil" and definitely a "love/hate" relationship. Media interviews were stressful and taxing and the only way either of us made it through them was to retire to our rooms afterwards for some intense sessions of "stress management".

 

We always made time to visit the military hospitals if they were close by and if not we would visit the local hospital and cheer us the sick kids especially the ones staff would tell us had little chance for survival. We knew death was a part of life but losing any child truly challenges ones faith in God. After visiting the kids we would stop in the Chapel and give thanks to God for the blessing of our son and all the happiness he brings us. When he and JR get back from their mandatory visit to Israel, I hope they will join us and we can show the public how happy and complete a gay family can be in the 21st century.

 

We were shocked when the Notre Dame University invited us to be their guests for a two weeks presentation to their students. Seeing how we were close friends with the Pope we felt we could be ourselves so long as we stayed away from controversial subjects like abortion. We shocked the hell out of their ROTC staff when we showed up for their morning workout and commandeered all their allotted time to have an open discussion with their cadets. Yes, these young men were the future leaders of our great military. We Generals greatly enjoyed and appreciated the candid exchange of ideas and affirming our belief in the youth of America and their commitment to our country.

 

What shocked most of the college and university administration was most of what we shared with their students was without the media accompanying us. The media got their "sound bite" when we arrived and we had security keep them well away when we met with students. We had nothing to hide and encouraged the schools to video tape our presentations for use with future students. I vividly remembering reading the personal log and the details on the fiasco at the Coast Guard Academy. In any public comment we chose our words carefully and clarified any potential misunderstanding.

 

One of the questions we always seemed to be asked was about gays serving openly in the military. Our stock answer was the question to an obviously married male student or reporter as to how many times he and his partner had sex this past weekend. Usually the answer was "None of our business" which we confirmed was the right answer. What two people do in the privacy of their bedroom is no business but their own. When one "smart ass" reporter answered our question with: "Not enough" the entire gaggle of reporters lost it in laughter. We Generals had to smile when we asked the reporter if he agreed what he did in his bedroom was NOT the business of anyone besides himself and his partner. POTUS was on the com within the hour saying we made a nice save with our press conference. It had made the national news and would have at least a 24 hour life cycle. "KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!"

 

Our next stop on this never ending junket was Ann Arbor, Michigan and the University of Michigan. Yes, there was an "anti-gay" demonstration but overall the student body was warm, friendly and receptive. Exiting the lecture hall we heard the ominous verbal signal of GUN! Shots rang out and one of our security detail went down. We immediately covered him with our bodies. The shooter was in the wind as our injured brother was raced to the University Hospital. Fortunately, the shooter only had a small caliber gun and the bullet never penetrated our ceramic body armor. He had some cracked ribs and would be in a lot of pain but we had all been through it before. (Oh, how he so looked forward to being returned into the loving arms of our infamous Doc... NOT!) As three men arrived from Fort Connor, one to replace the injured member of our security detail and two to escort their injured brother back to Fort Connor.

 

To our shock, SecDef was on our com ordering us to report to the Michigan State Capitol and meet with the Governor. In a nationally televised Press Conference, the Governor apologized for the people of the State of Michigan for the treatment we received visiting her great state. We thanked her for her kind words and assured her we knew the people of the State of Michigan were indeed honorable and what happened would never mar the love we have for this state.

 

Invited for dinner with the Governor we knew it was an invitation we couldn't refuse. It was equal if not bigger than a state dinner at the White House. Every dignitary present wanted a picture with the two of us and we did a lot of good enhancing the reputation of the military with the elected officials of Michigan. It was a welcomed respite to get back to the students at the U of M and share with them the role of the military in the 21st Century.

 

To say there was a police presence on Campus when we returned was an understatement. I didn't realize so many police cars existed in one state. Between State, County and Local police it was "overkill" but we refused to let them interfere with our interaction with students. We now had an idea of what POTUS faces when he wants to meet the average citizen and learn about the real America and the needs of the average citizen.

 

SecDef wanted to assign an additional 100 Alpha Zulu soldiers to our protection detail and we told him that wasn't going to happen. He'd protect us from exactly the people we needed to meet, the average student and citizen. We face risks every day wearing this uniform and it is a risk we accepted many years ago. Just let us do the job you gave us and if we need additional protection, we'll ask for it. DISCONNECT! (This time by us.)

 

When we were asked about the addition of the two men in black suits and dark glasses to our security detail we had to admit our son Steven's future partner was the son of the Commanding General of the Israeli Defense Force. They were Israeli security required by his country.

 

We thanked the University of Michigan and the people of Michigan for their hospitality, boarded our Jet and headed off to Chicago and Northwestern University. (I swear as we progressed across the country each school tried to outdo the other welcoming us.)

 

Steven and JR made it perfectly clear to both our Alpha Zulu security detail and our Israeli security detail they would cooperate fully just so you don't intrude into our bedroom. Intrude into our bedroom without cause and you may find yourself shot by your protectives.

 

It was getting ridiculous with all the parades, bands, assemblies, speeches, etc. when all we wanted to do is meet with the students and be open and honest with them. We were happy when Steven and JR joined us and they got even more questions from students who were their peers than we Generals did.

 

We Generals had to smile when a student asked Steven how it felt having two gay fathers as parents. Steven only smiled when he answered it felt the same as it would with two heterosexual parents. When you really screw up you find yourself with a naked ass bent over your fathers knees with behavior modification firmly applied till your ass glows red. "PARITY SUCKS!"

 

The entire group of students rose and applauded at his honest answer. JR just wrapped his arms around our son and gave him a passionate kiss which caused the students present to start chanting: "GET A ROOM"!

 

We had a fantastic two weeks at NWU with Steven and JR doing as much good talking with students over a cold Coke and a burger in the Student Union as we Generals did in a lecture hall. POTUS and SecDef were continually praising us and tell us to share their thanks to our sons for all the good work they were also doing.

 

Our last stop before we took a break for Christmas and got to spend the holidays with our family and extended family was the University of Wisconsin at Madison. As we were deplaning and accepting our fate of meeting the local and national reporters shots rang out and both of our sons went down. I've never seen reporters disperse so fast in my life leaving their cameramen to capture the action for their news channels.

 

Both sons were raced to the hospital and fortunately it wasn't a professional hit. Poor choice of ammunition and poor shooting. Our sons quickly learned they now also had big bullseyes on their back. Ari wanted to send in Mossad agents and JR's father wanted to declare war on Wisconsin. (Their sons cooled their irritated feathers and assured their fathers they would be fine and they could just as easily been injured defending Israeli's boarder from intruders.) We now have to stay our course and complete our assignment in Wisconsin or the bad guys win. Both fathers taught us better than to run away and hide. Yes, we may be on a diet of pain meds till we get to the Holidays but we will be at the side of the Generals and support them in every way possible. We Generals were so proud of our sons but still terrified of them being in harms way. Their protectors left them with little privacy and told them nothing they would do would surprise them or any person at Fort Connor. Your lives are better than any porn novel written. Besides, with only one good arm each you'll be needing help getting the cap off the tube of lube. (We had definitely chosen the right men as their protectors!)

 

Finally, we were wheels down at Andrews and a massive presence of police as the motorcade proceeded to the Penthouse. Date and David said we were their guest as SecDef was holding a reception in our honor the next evening. Attendance was mandatory or security would put you in handcuffs and deliver you.

 

The dinner was an official "meet and greet" of the politicians and power brokers of Washington. The food was better than most "rubber chicken dinners" we normally get served but we knew the festivities were beginning when the band struck up "Hail to the Chief" and POTUS entered.

 

POTUS talked from his heart and obviously not a prepared speech by his speech writer. "One of the high honors of his job was to acknowledge exceptional bravery and two young men here tonight who epitomize this American Value." As Steven and JR were asked to come forward, we fathers were asked to join them. As POTUS handed them the six star breast badge of a staff member of a General of the Armies of the United States, we fathers proudly affixed them to the suit coat of our sons.

 

The band immediately struck up the Star Spangled Banner and we all turned and paid our respect to our national emblem. After the mandatory pictures with POTUS he discretely departed and our sons found out the fun of everyone who was anyone in Washington wanted their picture taken with them.

 

As the evening was finally coming to a close we thanked SecDef for his hospitality and the Joint Chiefs for their conspiracy in this plot. We finally made it back to the Penthouse and Date announced we were all sleeping in tomorrow morning, brunch wouldn't be served until noon. He doubted if our two lovebirds would be doing much sleeping but whatever the night has in store for you I suggest you video conference with your fathers in Israel or face their wraith when you return.

 

Ari & JR's fathers were all smiles and so proud of their son and future son-in-law. Asking if they were ready to face Harvard and living at the Castle the fathers were assured that after being on a junket with the Generals... Harvard would be a vacation. As their sons bodies were on a different time zone they begged off and guaranteed to video conference again soon.

 

Finding a rhythm where each could use their good arm to help soap and wash the body of their partner they adjourned to their bedroom and exhaustion overtook them. Waking in the middle of the night Steven found JR with an erection standing firm and tall and knew it was now or never.

 

Straddling his lovers waist, he applied the cold lube to his ass and managed to line up JRs cock so it slid into the depth of his tunnel of love. The pain was exquisite and as he returned to reality he saw the smiling face of the man he loved. Steven rode JR till his balls exploded and almost immediately Steven's balls exploded coating JR with his hot seed. Another necessary shower before they decided sleep was required. More love could wait till sunrise. After all, brunch wasn't till noon.

 

By the time brunch was served Steven and JR were walking out of their room in agony. No dads, it isn't from being shot... at least not with bullets. We got carried away in bed last night and now we have to pay the price for our moments of love. (Been there, done that and we all can commiserate!)

 

We Generals decided to fly to Boston and celebrate the holidays early with the men at the Castle. We warned the Castle of our early arrival and the holidays festivities went into full swing. We tried during the year to treat the Castle as an equal to Fort Connor but the distance apart made it difficult. We were dedicated to making sure the men who served at the Castle knew the support and dedication we had for them. We never knew why Carlos was walking so funny every morning until our sons gave us the "inside information" on his partner and his unique attributes. (Carlos was indeed a better man than either of us Generals!)

 

General Date, David and the Worthington joined the celebration at Camp Phoenix a few days before Christmas and we at Fort Connor would join them as soon as we finished all the Christmas day festivities with our men. We landed at Andrews and a trio of choppers were warmed up to transport us to Camp Phoenix. We Generals and our security detail in one. Jimmy, Hito and their security details in Chopper #2 and Steven, JR and their four protectors in Chopper #3. Within minutes of landing at Camp Phoenix Chopper #3 exploded and spiraled into a crash landing.

 

We ordered our pilots to land and offer assistance which they refused. Protocol dictated we be taken to a secure location until the threat can be assessed. I drew my Berretta, put it in the face of the pilot and told him this chopper was landing one of two ways. Either you put it down or it will crash land after you are out of action. Your choice, choose wisely!

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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