ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 174 – The Reckoning
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
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
Aiden McIntyre-Worthington: Son of Liam McIntyre and Adopted son of Luke Worthington
Akecheta "Ake" Bidzel: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Administration)
Alex Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Alexander Federova: Highly valued Russian Scientist rescued by Special Forces
Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Alexi Federova: Son of Alexander and Petrova Federova
Ambrose Abbott: Colonel, U.S. Army - Protector for Johann Emmanuel & Piero Bianchi
Amell Scholz: Aide and former lover of Cardinal Dominic
Amos Vance: One of the Van Family Cousins from West Virginia
Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance
Anthony Ashanti: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Tactical)
Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)
Ariel "Ari" Rebel: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)
Ariel Rebel Jr. aka JR: Son of Jacob Leib
Arkyn Erling: Brigadier (1 Star) General, U.S. Army – Partner of Enapay Perez
Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Fort Connor Adjutant
Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto
Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann
Connor McLain: Six Star General of the Armies RET – Administration Alpha Zulu 69
Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)
Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Darnel Trevon: Colonel, U.S. Marines – Protector for Win Thorp & Piero Bianchi
Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson
David & Donald Worthington: Adopted sons of T&T Worthington
David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force – Adopted son of Ari Rebel
David Winter-Jansson: Son of Oliver Winter and Viktor Janson
Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor
Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Duke Stone III: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman
Dwight Jones: Partner of Dale Gordon Strong
Enapay Perez: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Administration)
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
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 Alexander III: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector for the sons of John Allen Masters
Harold John Alexander-Masters: Son of Harold Alexander III & John Allen Masters
Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson
Hayao Kinugasa, Major, Ret.: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Hector Louise Roberto Montoya: Six Star General of the Armies – Administration Alpha Zulu 69
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
Ivan Morovoza: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Alexi Federova)
Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel
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)
Jason Allman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)
Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman
Johann Emmanuel: Adopted son of Cardinal Dominic
John Allen Masters: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector for the sons of Jimmy & Hito
John Allen Masters: Son of General John Masters and Ambassador at Large for POTUS
John Masters: Four Star General & Base Commander Fort Connor, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
John Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries
Juan Martinez: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Juan Martinez: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Shawn Stone)
Juaquin "Jay" de Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez
Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor
Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington
Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington
Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts
Luke Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries
Lupo Vlcak: Alpha Zulu War Dog (Czechoslovakian Wolf German Shepherd Mix)
Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon
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 Marzilli: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Sebastian Perez
Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman
Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General – Alpha Zulu Program in Japan
Matt Longdick Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Matthew Bradly: Brigadier (1 Star) General, U.S. Army – Protector of Taylor Tyler Worthington
Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Medvěd Vlcak: Worthington War Dog (Sired by Lupo – Assigned to Roger & Jeremy Protection Detail)
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
Oliver Winter: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
Petrova Federova: Wife of Alexander Federova
Piero "Peter" Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
Piero Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
Randall Masters:
Six
Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randall Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Steven Stone)
Randy & Robert Masamune: Adopted sons of Hito Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Randy Adam "RA" Worthington: Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington
Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman
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
Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Roger DeSoto: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Roger Worthington: Adopted son of T&T Worthington (Former Angel)
Roi Friedman: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of "Tod" and "PJ"
Sebastian Guerrero: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Tactical)
Steven & Shawn Stone: Adopted sons of Dale Gordon Stone
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
Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg
Sven Bjorn: Six Star General of the Armies RET – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Takeda Shingen: Colonel – Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
Taylor and Tyler Worthington II: Adopted Sons of Roger and Jeremy Worthington
Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)
Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel
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
William Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Winthrop Thorp III: Adopted son of Generals Perez and Guerrero
Yonatan Netanyahu: Colonel – Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
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)
"George" (Name Classified): (Senior head of the Worthington Brain Trust and Top Scientist in residence)
"Tod" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of George and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
"PJ" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of POTUS and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
POTUS was livid... I had a problem and wouldn't tell anyone about it? "This isn't the performance I expect out of my Secretary of Defense." Now, YOU WILL tell the doctors everything and answer every question truthfully or you'll need a proctologist to remove my shoe from your ass. Do we understand each other? "I want to hear that answer from your lips, now!" "Yes, Sir!"
Amos was a basket case and he only survived this day because of the love and concern of the Worthingtons. They refused to let him return to an empty house and he would be their guest either at the Penthouse or Camp Phoenix until I was back in his arms.
Even answering the doctors questions truthfully, they were puzzled as to the cause of my blackout. It isn't reassuring to POTUS, Congress or to the Military to have a Secretary of Defense who for no apparent reason blacks out and collapses. This was going to be a long and involved evaluation and frankly any thoughts I had of modesty went out the window.
After spending a week in the hospital and more invasive tests than I knew existed the best diagnosis the doctors could provide was fainting from an Electrolyte imbalance combined with the recent stress in my life. POTUS thanked the medical staff and then ordered me to Fort Connor for Doc to do his thing and see if he agrees with the trauma specialists.
I knew I had lost the argument before it ever started... everyone at Fort Connor knows in Medical DOC RULES! As he met us at the landing strip, he reminded me I had no authority and in HIS medical I was just another patient and my role as Secretary of Defense was null and void.
Doc was candid telling me the previous doctors ran the standard battery of tests but there are a few more tests I want to run before I tell POTUS you are ready to return to the Pentagon. Cooperate and you'll get out of here much faster because if you fail to cooperate you'll have the largest security guards on base as your constant companions and I will do what needs to be done.
Your partner and your son will abide by the visiting hour schedule so make it easy on them when you tell them to "get with the program". You don't want to be here and I certainly don't want you here one minute more than necessary. Now put on a hospital gown, crawl into bed and be a good patient for us.
The Worthingtons were spoiling my partner and my son... they may never want to return home to Virginia with me. I'm happy knowing they are in good hands and well protected. The sooner I get out of here the sooner I can make love with my partner and assure him my love for him will never end.
If Doc was trying to see how stressed he could get me in life he was definitely succeeding. I had reached my limit of poking, prodding, needles, blood tests, CAT scans, MRIs, X rays... I think Doc just checked off every test on the list... I felt a conspiracy existed between Doc and POTUS and I had to suffer in silence.
At least I saw smiling faces when I video conferenced with my family every day. Amos was feeling fulfilled in his role as Father and I only hoped he didn't spoil our son too much. The reality is with the start of school he is going to be one busy imp and we have to figure out what we can have Amos doing to keep him busy.
I was resigned to accept my fate and be the best patient possible to get rid of my demanding demonic doctor. At least the food is good and I know everyone will accept Doc's word as "law". I was so happy Amos was so thrilled in his role as father and I knew this would keep him busy until it was time to accept "fate" and our son would need to be relocated to Fort Connor. He'd get plenty of exposure to life here as he visits his "sick" dad and I know the soldiers will spoil him rotten. If Doc doesn't allow me a conjugal visit, I'm going to have a major callous on my hand by the time I get out of here.
After 2+ weeks of tests, most of which were mighty unpleasant from the perspective of the patient... Doc was ready to report to POTUS I was fit to go back to a limited work schedule but only half days for at least 3 months. (Fantastic, that gives whoever is trying to kill me an additional 4+ hours a day I won't be in the security of the Pentagon.)
I know everyone is doing this out of love for me, but I just want to hold Amos in my arms and drag him off to bed or any dark corner and have him destroy my ass. I miss that hunk of a Mountain Man and I'm more in love with him than the day I met him.
It is never good news when at 0200 hours OPS starts screaming: ALERT! ALERT! INCOMMING MISSILES ALL PERSONNEL TAKE COVER!
The explosions rocked every building on base but fortunately OPS had given the men enough advance notice no one was injured. No one realized the missile attack was a diversion to allow two hostiles to penetrate the camp security and enter the hospital which had minimal protection. The minute the first staff person was confronted gunfire erupted and all hell broke loose. I quickly found out Doc was a dead shot with his sidearm. Two round expended and two hostiles eliminated. What in the hell is so important to invest the money and manpower to attempt to eliminate me.
I talked frankly with Doc and told him as much as I appreciate all the hard work he has done in the past days I needed to go back to Washington and into my security bubble. Just tell POTUS you couldn't find anything and kick my ass out of here in the morning. I'll take the first plane back to "civilization".
POTUS relented after talking with Doc and agreed to let me return to work half days and see how I could handle the stress. But, you will reside with T&T in their Penthouse. Your home in Virginia is just too out of the way to provide expedient security. The Penthouse has an abundance of security and we always have Metro Police to back up everyone else. The Penthouse has been the scene of some impressive blood baths but it has never been penetrated. The other option is you moving into the spare bedroom in my White House residence and you can listen to my son and his partner going at it all night. (Evil Smile!)
T&T are always the perfect host and they truly are "family". For men with so much power and so many connections they are as normal and average as any person walking down the street. (Less the stretch limo and abundance of security around them.)
The first thing they asked when they arrived at the Penthouse was how I was feeling... considering the attempt on my life at Fort Connor. After all the intrusions that have been thwarted over the years, you'd think hostiles would accept it is a waste of time, effort, money and manpower. Someone besides Amos has a hardon for your ass!
Finally, military intelligence had an intercept which provided proof some Arab Sheik was financing the attacks as one of the ops I approved resulted in the accidental killing of his son. So long as he was living, he'd use all his wealth to eliminate me and my family revenging the death of his son.
The Pentagon staff went into high gear to develop a response to this threat. Even generals who would like me gone as SecDef were adamant that foreign policy would never be dictated through the use of force. Within 72 hours, the residence of the Sheik was painted with Lasers and three cruise missiles left a hole in the desert from which no one escaped. The threat was terminated.
Finally, wrapped in the arms of my Mountain Man I could get a good night of sleep. Considering Amos fucked my brains out when we got to bed that night it was a combination of sexual exhaustion and mental peace. "I do love that man!"
The next six months were fantastic as a family. Amos and our son bonded beyond our expectations and I tried to spend as much time as possible with both of them. Once Enapay's term as POTUS had completed I would be faced with returning to "D&D" and the role of Administrator jet setting worldwide. I hope Amos would want to join me as I had to encourage him to prepare our son for life at Fort Connor. Fort Connor would provide him with a secure residence and with peers his age to bond and enjoy life as a normal imp. I have to smile thinking of the first pic Amos and I will get of our son hanging naked at the top of the Fort Connor flagpoles. Yes, we want him to be a normal imp and truly enjoy growing up.
It was campaigning time again in Politics and Enapay was active encouraging all Americans to VOTE! Our great country functions by the will of the people. You give us four years to fulfill your expectations and if we don't then vote us out of office. The Democrats again won a majority of seats in both houses of Congress and retained the Presidency. Enapay and Arkyn could finally retire from an active public life and enjoy the abundance of grandchildren they were encouraging their son to "get with the program"!
Our son was turning into a hunk of a teenage stud and the grapevine advised his fathers our son was still a virgin. Doc assured us his equipment was all functional. Some young men just mature earlier than others and frankly when it is time you'll have an out of control hormonal teenager who you'll want to lock in a chastity belt. (Oh, Doc's words were never more factual!)
Dale and Dwight were counting the days till I stepped down as SecDef and returned to run their corporation. My flying palace was being reconditioned with every nuisance available and the pilots had their avionic wish list approved without exception. I swear the two pilots were more in love with my flying palace than they were as partners in life.
I had to make a special effort not to turn my son into a "rich snob" considering all the elbows he would be rubbing at Harvard. I should encourage him to attend Northern Michigan University where he would be freezing his ass off nine months of the year. At least it would cure his rampant hormones if and when they ever develop.
I received book offer after book offer when I stepped down as SecDef and I wasn't ready for a "tell all" about my life and that of my family. Especially my son, he deserved as much of a private life as possible. Little did I know the words of wisdom that would inspire my son with his life goals would come from my little friend Yuuto. Yuuto was a man of few words but when he spoke even Presidents listened. In all the years our family has known Yuuto he has never been wrong. But, he still is terrified standing in the shadow of my hulk of a partner.
One of the last acts I authorized before I stepped down as SecDef was to have our HR Dream Team find a protector for my son. His living at Fort Connor was a given and I wanted to make the transition as painless as possible. (Now if I could just figure out how to get Amos to accept our little boy is growing up and needs to leave home.)
There were an immense amount of tears as we left our son at Fort Connor to begin his formative years and Amos didn't stop crying till we reached our home in Virginia. I had decided it was time for the two of us to have a second honeymoon and asked T&T if they could use their connections and get us the honeymoon suite at the Honolulu Marriott. I could "hear" their smile over the phone as they told me to "CONSIDER IT DONE"!
I packed our bags and made certain to pack the skimpy speedo thong I had bought for Amos. There was no way it would start to cover his monster but damn he'd look so sexy in it. I can hear him now when he opens his present and if our security is present the grapevine will go wild.
There are expectations even being an Ex SecDef and they include a courtesy dinner with the Base General and Base Admiral. It didn't matter what Amos wore, he was one hot stud and I had to wonder about the sexual orientation of some of the officers as they were far too friendly with the man in my life.
Getting back to our suite, Amos was quickly warned to hang up his suit before I ripped it off his hot body. Security hearing my comment informed us they would secure the entrance from the outside and for us two lovers to "PLAY SAFE".
Amos was barely naked and I was feasting between his legs and caressing every inch of his hardness with my tongue. I lavished the head of his cock in my mouth and make certain the corona was well stimulated. I could feel his balls draw tight and I knew it would only be seconds and my mouth would be flooded with the sweet results of all my efforts.
Amos erupted in a quantity I seldom received, and I was in pheromone overload as I held my stud lover in my arms and kissed my way up to his numb lips. He could feel my hard cock against his body and Amos went to satisfy me with his mouth. I held him tight, looked him squarely in the eyes and begged him to fuck the cum out of my body. "Your wish is my command!"
After Amos proceeded to share with me his Olympic Gold Medal tongue on, around and in my ass... I was screaming for him to fuck my brains out. He slowly dragged his leaking cock head down between my ass cheeks and I realized that was all the lube I was going to get. This was going to be a Mountain Hillbilly Fuck and I would be doing the "Walk of Shame" come sunrise.
The pain was exquisite and when his big cock head slid over my prostate it gave me an orgasm that left the sheets ruined for the night. Amos wrapped his strong arms around me and kept his cock deep in my gut. Hell YES, it hurt but it felt so wonderful coming from the man I loved.
Amos started slowly with slow full length thrusts and over the next thirty minutes he became a steam locomotive hammering my ass with all the strength in his body. I was turned into a gibberish mass of endorphin ridden flesh and kept me soaring to Nirvana with orgasm after orgasm as my stud never hesitated till he power fucked me into unconsciousness.
As I returned to the land of the living, Amos was looking at my eyes and told me how much he loved me. Now, if you can stay awake I'd like to finish up what I started. Damn, did I get the fucking of my life and even with Doc's Super Lube I was sore as hell for days and there was no doubt to anyone (straight or gay) I was on my "honeymoon" and Amos had fucked my lights out.
As I was soaking in our hot tub my com went off and it was Yuuto... I could hear the smile on his face and he had to admit he was on the Worthington mainframe last night tweaking some programs and he noticed the alarms going off on my com. Your pulse was erratic, your breathing so varied and your muscle contractions more violent that I have ever seen on anyone. When I asked Doc to check your vitals and make sure you would survive... Doc told me to quit being a voyeur and let the "newlyweds" enjoy their "honeymoon". So, please accept my apology and I have to agree with you... I have no wish to ever find out how hung your "HUNK" of a stud partner is. I can only imagine how you are walking today.
I laughed at my good friend Yuuto and told him he can be a voyeur any time his heart desires. I owe him so much and there is nothing he can ever do that would upset me. Well, possibly if he ever desired to borrow Amos for the night. "YOU MUST JEST!" I'd never survive the foreplay.
Go find your partner and take care of that excess of hormones you must be having at the moment. I've got a big hunk of a Mountain Man headed my way and I think there is a repeat of last night on schedule at the moment. If I die, know that it will be with a big smile on my face.
Oh, I was so right... Amos scooped me into his arms, kissed me, carried me into the bedroom kicking the door shut with his foot and threw me onto the mattress and himself on top of my outstretched body. The massive hardness between his legs was so evident and I would be in agony when he finished but I would always satisfy the man I love.
He was such a patient lover today... considerate of the bruised tissue left over from our orgy of last night and as much as it hurt I could feel the big head of his cock slide deep into my gut. When his balls finally rested against me, he held me tight and told me how much he always loved me. He loved the Mountains but he loved me more. Just his loving words caused my muscles to tighten as my balls blasted off the first of many orgasms this afternoon.
Amos was a kind and passionate lover not the out of control nymphomaniac as he was last night. He was so kind and caring and was doing everything he could to get me off as many times as possible. I only wanted to feel his balls explode and fill me with his hot seed. I wanted Amos to know I would always pleasure him to the fullest. I could never thank God enough for sending him into my life.
Just as Amos was filling my ass with his last orgasm of the moment, my Com went off and it was T&T advising me we had an emergency and needed my help. "Of course, my good friends... anything I can do I will... you only need ask!"
Our new SecDef is DEAD, from an apparent heart attack. We need your leadership and guidance to keep the Pentagon on an even keel and our defense programs on schedule. As Amos is a hard fit in a fighter jet, I'm commandeered the Base General's private jet and it is being fueled for immediate takeoff. Base maintenance will pack up your room and deliver your personal items to your home in Virginia. There is a full security detail waiting for you at the hotel entrance... MOVE IT, the plane can't leave without you two.
T&T wasn't taking any chances till they got the full autopsy on SecDef and verified it was a simple heart attack. As we reached cruising altitude a squad of fighter jets joined us and frankly it gave me some security. It was a long trip to Washington and T&T was waiting with their Limo as we walked down the plane ramp at 0330 hours in the morning. I smiled at the two of them commenting I didn't think you even joined the living till 1000 hours every day.
"POTUS WANTS YOU AT THE WHITE HOUSE SO CAN THE B.S. AND GET IN THE LIMO!" Damn, it sure sounds like the Shit has hit the Fan!
I barely knew the new POTUS but I had to respect his office and authority. He warmly greeted Amos and me and then asked if Amos would be comfortable in the Oval Office and would I join the group in the Conference Room.
To my surprise, it was a full meeting of the National Security advisors to the President. SecDef didn't have a heart attack, he was poisoned and we know who did it. The poison used only comes from one place in the world and that is in the deepest jungle of the Philippines. They want to fill the void in the region left by North Korea and they sure are doing it the wrong way. I have every right to declare WAR but I'd prefer to take a more tolerant approach. I want you and the Pentagon Brass to give me military options that won't escalate into a war where we have to invade the country. Just enough to pressure and the culpable will be motivated to surrender to the World Court. As soon as we have a plan in place, I'll have our Ambassador at the United Nations request an Emergency Session of the Security Council.
No one but you know what the military can do with current resources and those in the pipeline. Give me an option that doesn't include a major invasion and loss of life of American Soldiers.
T&T brought their armored limousine around to the private entrance of the White House and advised that Amos (and me) would be staying at their Penthouse till this was resolved. SecDef's armored limousine followed and I was immediately transported to the Pentagon which was a bee hive of activities even in the middle of the night.
The Generals and Admirals welcomed me back and brought me up to date. We had two carrier battle groups heading to the Philippines and would meet up with two nuclear submarines currently in route and a third sub will be leaving from San Diego within the hour. We have the fire power, we just have to have a plan on how to use it.
My first recommendation was to have CyberCom separate the leaders and generals from their financial accounts. Freeze them, confiscate the assets if possible but we need to leave these people poorer than the good citizens of their country.
Damn, did it hit home hard when their money and assets got frozen and the Philippines declared WAR on the United States and recalled their Ambassador. (Well, they got the initial message... now to deliver some explosive ultimatums in a language they can understand. CRUISE MISSILES!)
We were most proficient at hitting the command and control centers and decimating the officers without causing too many injuries to the enlisted personnel. After 600 missiles were launched, most of the command structure left was centrally located in a deep bunker they considered bomb proof. They were indeed shocked with three M.O.A.B.'s (Mother of All Bombs) made direct strikes and the heads of the snakes were now eliminated.
When the Philippine Speaker of the House and President of the Senate contacted us through the Japanese Ambassador and asked for a cease fire... The Government Officials involved in this unauthorized attack were dead and the military had been decapitated. They were concerned China would try to absorb them, so they were requesting a negotiated truce.
I spent over a week locked away in the Situation Room at the Pentagon and I was certain Amos was pacing the floor of the Penthouse in worry over me. I was neglectful and should have contacted him to let him know I was OK but I was just so busy. POTUS had give me a free hand to resolve this problem and I would do everything include sacrificing my life to protect the citizens of the United States.
As we mourned the loss of the Secretary of Defense the world could now know of the evil that conspired to murder the man. I had POTUS and every influential member of Congress wanting me to stay on as the Secretary of Defense and I respectfully recused myself... I had a special man in my life who had sacrificed enough and a son that I wanted to help grow into an outstanding young man.
I'll always be here if and when you need me but for now my ambitions to work in Government no longer exist. Amos was in tears as he ran into my arms as I entered the Penthouse. After the kiss he cracked me on the ass with his big hand and told me to get in the bedroom and get my sexy ass naked.
Damn, did he fuck me... out of the terror and fear of losing me he finally let go of all the feelings of terror and took it out on my ass with his big cock. As he flooded my ass with load after load of his searing cum I knew Amos was still in love with me and I only hoped I could get out of bed in the morning to enjoy brunch with T&T. (At least they don't function before 1000 hours, so I have a few additional hours to recover.)
As Amos and I finally were exiting the Penthouse and returning to our personal lives and our residence in Virginia... the reporters were like a mob in the reception area of the Marriott and fought each other to see who could shove their microphone closest to either of us.
Suddenly, a man pushed through the crowd, pulled a gun and as he was pulling the trigger Amos pushed me aside and the bullet hit him mid chest and he went down hard and fast. The Worthington Ceramic Armor kept the bullet from penetrating the chest but the impact of the bullet so close to his heart caused it to stop.
Our security detail immediately started CPR and we very unceremoniously put him in an armored vehicle as we raced to the hospital. The trauma team was able to restart his heart but until he regained consciousness we wouldn't know if he had brain damage from lack of oxygen. The hospital physicians would run a battery of tests that would indicate any potentially major problem, but we really needed to wait till Amos was conscious to determine the potential of any long lasting effects. The assailant had some momentary freedom, but the people of Washington were ever vigilant and multiple reports were made to law enforcement which resulted in his capture. The man faced execution by lethal injection if we returned him to the Philippines so 20 years confinement at Leavenworth was a death sentence reprieve.
I wasn't surprised when POTUS showed up at the Hospital apologizing for causing harm to my family and offering any assistance he could provide. I asked my new friend if he could arrange immediate transportation for my son from Fort Connor so he can be here with his father when Amos regains consciousness.
General Ake drew the short straw and had to face our son and tell him of his father being shot. Consoling the young man, they walked to the airstrip and the General never left the side of our son till he was in my loving arms. I knew how strongly our son had bonded with Amos and I thought of the potential trauma if he were to lose a second father. We held each other and cried together. We both were shocked when a weak voice uttered: "Will you keep the noise down, some of us are trying to sleep"! Amos was back among the living and now the Doctors can do what Doctors can do and repair this hunk of a Mountain Man Stud that I love as a partner for eternity and our son cherishes as his father.
It was a long rehab for Amos and I never left his side. After a few weeks we asked our son to return to Fort Connor and make up his school work and get good grades. You have much to contribute to the brain trust of the future and we are two proud fathers that want the best for you.
Amos had a few relapses and occasionally some weird heartbeats which gave his doctors much concern but he was getting stronger every day and I knew when my Mountain Man Stud got his full release my ass was the first thing on his agenda.
Dale and Dwight were most understanding and insisted when I returned to work as the Administrator of D&D I kept Amos busy and gave him enough work to keep him interested and challenged... plus close to the man he loved.
Amos couldn't rationalize the need for more suits, a couple of Tux and a complete set for a White Tie function. I had a hunk of a man on my arm and I wanted to show him off to the world.
I was never concerned if Amos used the right or wrong fork or spoon... I was always proud of him and most of the people who invited us to dinner weren't about to make any comment that would offend me. They wanted D&D's business too bad. Dale and Dwight were happy when six months after I return to the helm the quarterly report showed a vast improvement and the bottom line more than made up for the red they had incurred while I was serving as SecDef.
Luke and I worked cooperatively on many projects which benefited our military. As Luke and I were enjoying a business lunch he mentioned in passing had I told our son about the Castle yet? He would be entering Harvard in under two years and it is quite an adjustment even for an imp from Fort Connor. I guess it is time for Amos and me to take a trip to Fort Connor and have a family meeting. Yes, Harvard is possible and the Chancellor would never take a risk of losing the money from Worthington or D&D. But, what does our son want to do with his life? We have to be supportive parents regardless of our son's life goals.
Friday nights at Fort Connor is the best meal of the week. Prime Rib of Buffalo with all the trimmings. (It is the best Prime Rib you will ever eat!) We enjoyed the meal with the Officers and our son made his way around the tables and sat with the multitude of friends he had made.
When we finally got our son alone, we asked him to have a family meeting. "You shortly will be going off to college and your fathers want to make certain this is a part of your life that you will enjoy and will prepare you for the future life you desire."
Both Amos and I were shocked when our son informed us he wanted to attend West Point and follow in the footsteps of his biological father. We were so proud of him and indeed he would be given consideration as his father was a holder of the Medal of Honor. We also asked him to consider the option of Harvard ROTC. Both are excellent programs, and we want you to make the choice which you feel best fits your future.
With either program, once you complete your required contract both Worthington Industries or D&D Enterprises will make you an offer you would find difficult to refuse. Your fathers will help you regardless of your decision so let us know how we can help you as you reach this monumental moment in your life.
Our little imp did an end run around us and contacted Yuuto and ask if he had time to visit him at Fort Connor. Yuuto had the security clearance and didn't need any additional authorization to arrive at base. After all, 90% of the equipment on base had been designed or customized by him. Checking in with Doc he welcomed this special "imp" back warmly as he took his blood and reasserted his vampirish reputation. Next was the obligatory notification to General Ake he was on base and the General was surprised when he was informed it was "off the books" and he was here to visit a special imp.
Yuuto spent the balance of the day and the next day just talking with our son and listening to him and his life goals. When Yuuto looked at his test scores he was amazed and thought this kid didn't really need to go to college, he would hire him off the street with scores like this. Yuuto had to remember he was here as a friend of the family and not as the head of Worthington R&D. Yuuto was honest and open... West Point is a fantastic school if you want a future in engineering. Harvard is great for many disciplines and MIT would give you a full ride scholarship and you could still participate in ROTC and start a career in the Army. But, to be honest with you... for you to be an infantry soldier would be a total waste of your ability and brain. You are the soldier of the 21st century and your biological father would be so proud of what you could contribute to our military.
Yuuto held our son's hand and told him he was as close as his com if he needed help or had questions. A lot of people owe me, and I have no problem with collecting if I can help you. Yuuto hugged our son as he walked to the airstrip and returned to civilization. Our son had much to consider and I knew the men of Alpha Zulu would always give him truthful information and help him with this monumental decision of his life.
Our son astonished every professor he had, and the Chancellor met with each professor to assure himself the criteria for each degree had been met. In three years, our son received a doctorate in Bioengineering and Biophysics. To our surprise, he applied and was given a full ride scholarship to M.I.T. and received a doctorate in Biological Engineering and Nuclear Science and Engineering in two years in addition to his ROTC program which for him was the most important facet of college life. Our son was a "brainiac" and we parents were so proud of him. He carried the heaviest workload of any student in the history of either school and graduated summa cum laude with both graduating classes.
As our son walked across the stage to receive his diplomas, half of the VIP section rose and acknowledged what he had accomplished. His fellow students now realized the major players in the business world, government and the military were his "family"... His future was preordained for greatness.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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