ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 178 Preventing a Repeat of History
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
A. Robert Harriman: Grandfather of Robert Harriman and Patriarch of the Harriman Family
Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Adam John Clark: Colonel, U.S. Army Adopted Son of Amos Vance & Michael "Allen" Roberts
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
Allen Robert Harriman: Adopted son of Robert Adrian Harriman and Adam John Clark
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 "Tony" Darling: Colonel U.S. Army Head of Security for the Harriman imps
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 Vαzquez: Son of Manual de Vαzquez
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 Vαzquez: 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 Adrian Harriman: Colonel, U.S. Army - Partner of Adam John Clark
Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Robert Amos Harriman: Adopted son of Robert Adrian Harriman and Adam John Clark
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 John Roberts: Captain U.S. Army Protector and in loco parentis for the Harriman imps
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)
Worthington Executive Security remembered well the events that ended with members of their elite team being killed. When Allen requested security to do an unannounced audit of two Harriman operations, Executive Security went into full blown protection mode. Yes, it was overkill, but they hoped being proactive would prevent any of their "brothers" returning home in body bags.
0600 hours and two teams were ready to simultaneously secure two separate administrative headquarters. The offices were secured without incident and then a large team of independent auditors attacked the hard copies and computer files looking for any discrepancies. It didn't take long before it became apparent both divisions were skimming large amounts of money, products and routing the funds to a Caman Island account. As the Office Administrators arrived to start their day, they were placed in confinement pending the results of a full independent audit. "Confess NOW and it will reflect upon your sentencing." Realizing there was no way to escape culpability the executives started "spilling their guts" and admitting to the illegal skimming of money and selling restrictive technology.
Neither company would admit to placing contracts for hostiles to kill the Harriman imps. As the purchasers of restrictive technology was disclosed it took only a short time to determine the source of the open contract on the imps lives and a black ops team was dispatched to remove the threat from the lives of our precious imps.
As Allen briefed the fathers on the events of the day, we all breathed easier knowing the threats would soon be eliminated and as the mercenary world learned of the death of the individual who issued the contract... Mercenaries aren't interested in fulfilling a contract when they know they will never be paid. It was nothing personal to them, it was business and of little interest to do any pro bono work for anyone.
Advising the Protectors at Fort Connor of the news, everyone breathed easier knowing the threat level had been greatly decreased. We only wished it could have been accomplished earlier to advert the death of Zeus. Ares was a fine Wolf Dog, but he is still in puppy mode and it will take time for him to realize when he is on duty... "Work is Work"!
None of the squads at Fort Connor were happy when the base commander announced that Ares would have "practice" twice a week till he learned his role in protecting our imps. Inspection scores soared till every squad received a 100% rating. Every man figured his odds at being a practice dummy was better at 1 out of 400 than 1 out of 50. It didn't take long for Ares to learn "Work is work and play is play". Ares was always ready for puppy duty and to help any imp who needed some tender loving care.
Allen loved his new Gulfstream G1000 and Luke was chomping at the bit waiting for his new plane to leave the production line. The sales rep was doing handcarts at a $150,000,000.00 USD sale and the commission he would receive. After learning of the sale of the first two planes to Worthington and Harriman the sales poured in for this new state-of-the-art private business jet plane. Being able to accommodate 19 individuals and a flight from Washington to Beijing non-stop without refueling... it truly was a new breed of private business jets and Gulfstream had a five year backlog of orders within the first few months the plane was offered for sale.
The holidays were fast approaching, and the fathers wanted their sons to fully enjoy the season. Christmas Eve with the Worthingtons at Camp Phoenix and then fly to the Harriman Mansion to celebrate Christmas with the staff of the Mansion, Summer "Cottage" and the administrators of the major division of the Harriman business world. Wanting to do something special for Allen, the fathers brainstormed for months to find the appropriate gift. Allen was shocked when he opened his Christmas Present on Christmas Morning to find reservations for two weeks in the Honeymoon Suite at the Hawaiian Marriott. Allen said a quick "Thank You" as he packed his bags and was on his way to the airport with his partner assuring his pilots they would have a fantastic holiday in Hawaii... that is unless you love the sub-zero temperatures and SNOW?
This was the first "long haul" trip for their new Gulfstream and it went without incident. Military security was advised the plane was to have 24/7 armed guards and it was to be a lethal kill zone for any intrusion. Allen and his partner accepted the price for the military security would be a "pressed chicken dinner" with the base General and his officers. Oh, well... better than having a bomb explode mid-air.
The Security Detail was astonished Allen could get out of bed, put his legs together and walk to the dining room for a breakfast brunch. Allen was grimacing and his partner was smiling from ear to ear. Some stress management is worth the discomfort after-the-fact. Allen had one "horny dog" of a partner in life and he loved him more every day they were together. Neither lover ever wanted to face Doc again and received a 14 day hiatus from their sex lives.
Allen and his partner couldn't believe the beauty of a sunset over the Pacific Ocean as they swam naked in their honeymoon suite infinity pool. Getting power fucked to Nirvana bent over the edge of an infinity pool is an indescribable experience unless one experiences it first-hand.
Their pilots truly enjoyed their vacation and the only negative fact was the thought of sitting during the long non-stop trip back to Washington. (Doc's Super Lube to the rescue! [Never leave home without it!])
The imps had planned the perfect start to their new year. Being the only members of the family who didn't get wasted on the rum punch, Scotch Whiskey, 100 year old Brandy and/or the Vance's Moonshine... they were horny as hell waiting for the moment to consummate their desires with their protectors.
Quietly slipping into their protector's bedroom, their protectors were still well wasted from the previous night of celebration and over indulgence in adult beverages. Slipping under the covers their talented mouths brought both protectors out of their Alcohol induced haze to see the lump under the covers and between their legs. This happens often enough both protectors knew it was their imps and the rush of endorphins flooded their body as their cocks rose to full hardness.
Suddenly, our imps quit and surfaced from under the covers. Our imps were as naked as the day they were born and quickly turned around and went doggie facing the end of the bed. "Do we need to draw you a picture?" DUH! Both protectors went into ass munching mode and our imps started screaming words of encouragement as their brains went soaring to Nirvana.
As they felt the cool lube on their ass and a big adult finger(s) working it into them, they knew that shortly they would no longer be virgins. As a copious amount of lube coated the hard cocks of their protectors, the thick helmet of their cock head started to apply pressure to their virgin rosebud. Both imps had read numerous articles about losing ones virginity and they knew there would be some pain involved. As their ass clamped behind the head of their protectors cock the pain rushed to their brain and they realized there was now no way to escape their destiny.
As their body tried to involuntarily reject the hard intruder our protectors strong hands held their hips firmly and slowly, ever so slowly started to insert inch after inch of their thick adult cock into their willing victims.
As the imps stuffed the corner of a pillow into their mouths, they didn't want to ruin the moment by screaming as the pain surged through their body. Their protectors knew how much pain this was to the imps they loved and decided to quickly enter their willing partner and consummate this act of love. One fast hard thrust and they both were balls deep in an imp that was shuddering through a full body orgasm. Both imps had a massive orgasm and coated the sheets with their first orgasm of the new year.
Neither protector had ever felt anything so tight around their cock and it prevented them from losing their erection as they started a fuck that neither imp would ever forget. Finally, both protectors were out of control, flipped each imp onto his back, ankles around their neck and started a piston fuck that left two imps a babbling mess of human flesh.
The imps bellies were distended from the large quantity of Army Baby Batter that had been injected and both protectors knew well when they withdrew their hard cock there would be a major explosion of cum exiting the bodies of their imps.
Grabbing a handy towel, each stuffed a towel between the beautiful cheeks of their imps ass and carried them to the shower. Now if the imps thought losing their virginity was painful, they had yet to experience flushing out the residual cum from their ass. Yes, it would be uncomfortable but far less than if they waited to do it later in the day.
The imps were held tight, and their protectors told them this was the best gift either man had ever been given. Yes, we know your asses must hurt like hell and if you'll get back in bed, we'll use some of Doc's Super Lube and help take away some of the pain.
Both imps knew even as much as it hurt getting fucked the first time it definitely wouldn't be the last time they shared this special moment with the two men they loved as much as they did their fathers.
Fort Connor could now again claim there were no virgins in residence. Our Protectors had a smile that left little doubts to the fathers how they celebrated the New Year. Unbelievable but true, the imps jumped into the arms of their fathers, hugged and kissed them and told them how wonderful a pair of fathers they were... Every imp should be so lucky as to have fathers like you.
Robert and I were walking on air the balance of the day and as we nodded to our protectors they knew that we knew and had no problems with what had occurred today. Two horny dog imps had been created who lived to inherit the family title of Nymphomaniacs of Fort Connor!
We fathers thought back to our teenage years and I knew what a horny dog I had been and enjoyed getting fucked by every hard cock I could seduce. I was the first and only man Robert had offered his ass and his virginity. I was shocked that such a hot stud could get through five years of college and still be a virgin. I was indeed a fortunate man and I vowed to make our first episode of sex one he would remember always. If I had only known our fathers captured the moment on their security hard drive, I probably would have been more discrete and not an out of control lover. Damn, did Roberts sexy ass make me hotter than any man had before or since. I never regret a minute of having a monogamous relationship with the man who is my partner for all eternity.
Robert and I reached a point in our duties at the Pentagon where we needed more detailed information and we failed numerous times attempting to glean it from reports filed by men on the ground. SecDef went ballistic when we advised him we needed to make an "IN PERSON" evaluation of situations in the middle east and that meant the two of us facing the men on the front line in a 1 on 1 evaluation. Our evaluations put many a soldier in harms way and a few came home in flagged draped coffins. We felt guilty asking a soldier to take more of a risk than we desk bound Generals. SecDef reluctantly approved our request but damn did he put a security blanket around us.
F15 Fighter jets provided our transport to the combat area and Apache attack helicopters provided air support any time we were outside of a secure enclosure. The combat soldiers quickly learned that someone high up wasn't taking any chance on losing one of us. That was until a truck filled with explosives crashed through the main gate of our secure compound and all hell broke loose in a firefight. As soldiers rushed to protect us, they quickly learned neither Robert or I were going to run from the fight. Grabbing an automatic rifle, our men quickly learned we weren't the average Pentagon Officer who fought from behind a desk. We killed a number of hostiles and prevented the compound from being overrun and the soldiers taken hostage or worse. Little did we know the ramifications of our actions.
Four months after we returned to Washington, we were abruptly called into the office of the Secretary of Defense. Have a seat Gentlemen and be comfortable. Neither of you will enjoy the information I am about to share with you.
The Base Commander and every man of the unit you were evaluating has petitioned the Pentagon to award both of you the Medal of Honor. They rightly claim you prevented the death of their entire unit and the destruction of the compound by hostile forces.
This has been thoroughly evaluated by independent Army personnel and their recommendation to POTUS and Congress that you be awarded the Medal of Honor. Now, before you two go posturing and trying to refuse this honor I have the implicit orders of the President of the United States that you will be at the White House at 1300 hours on Saturday for a formal presentation of the Medal of Honor. Feel free to invite your imps as I know they would never forgive you if you failed to include them in the ceremony.
No arguments... failure to give 100% participation and your Medal of Honor will turn into a Court Martial for insubordination. DISMISSED!
Robert and I returned to our office and wondered with all the gossips in the Pentagon how this was approved without us knowing about it. Bringing up the imps protectors on our com, we ask if they had any plans for this weekend. "Only attending your awards ceremony at the White House!" Yup, the imp mafia grapevine struck again.
Advising our Protectors... pack up the imps after lunch on Friday and we'll be at the Penthouse early in the afternoon for some quality "dad time" with our two precious sons. DISCONNECT!
For the first time known to us our sons voluntarily dressed in a suit and tie for the award presentation. They were indeed proud of their fathers although when they got done chewing on our asses after we returned to the Penthouse, they weren't happy about us risking our lives.
Between the White House and the Pentagon, Saturday was full Pomp and Circumstance. Generals rarely are in situations where they face a hostile attack and rarely are even nominated for the Medal of Honor. POTUS and the Pentagon conspired to present us with the Medal of Honor and Congress had their own conspiracy and awarded us our second star. Robert and I were now both Major Generals in the United States Army. Our imps never tired of polishing our stars and we knew how proud they were of their fathers.
Robert and I both knew the information we obtained first hand during our "junket" to the middle east was invaluable in developing programs and procedures to protect and save the lives of our fighting soldiers.
As Robert and I each held one of our precious imps in our arms, the reporters seemed to have an endless barrage of questions for us to answer. Finally, our imps saved the day and whispered in our ears "Just tell the reporters your sons needed some alone time with their fathers". They can make of it what they like.
As we returned to the Penthouse, entering the lobby of the Marriott a man lunged forward with a revolver in his hand. The 1st Sergeant unleashed Ares and there was a blood curdling scream as Ares sunk his fangs into the hostiles wrist "to the bone". The bite severed the muscles to the hand and made it impossible for him to pull the trigger and the doctors advised he would have a permanent disability with that hand the rest of his life.
As soon as we got to our Penthouse, we fathers ordered Ares a T-Bone Steak RARE and we had one happy dog that carried that bone around protecting it for days as he chewed every morsel of meat off of it. The imps provided Ares with an abundance of doggie treats and thanked our four legged member of our security detail for saving the lives of their fathers.
We now Major Generals made certain that Ares and his handler received a bronze star for their heroic actions. Both were well deserving of the award.
Peace reigned supreme in the life of our family and it terrified me even more than when there were open attacks against the imps, Robert or myself. Apathy and indifference can kill even easier than one can imagine. We needed the men and Ares ready for any confrontation 24 hours a day. No one knew when the next attack against us as Army Officers or as the major stockholders of Harriman Enterprises would occur.
Our sons would soon be leaving Fort Connor and residing at the Castle as they attended Harvard. We were facing a moment in their lives we had years to prepare but still feared it would ruin their future and prevent them from ever trusting or loving another person.
The Pentagon and the White House were conspiring with our future. Assigning us as instructors at the War College and then as Co-Superintendents at West Point. It was a totally different perspective as the School Superintendent than it was as a cadet attending West Point. Even receiving our third star when we became the Superintendents of West Point... we still tried to be ourselves and retain an open door policy to anyone who needed help.
Our sons visited us often and it was after one of these visit the Regimental (Cadet) Commander requested a meeting with both of us Superintendents. He felt it was his duty to report to the Superintendents two of the cadets were sleeping with our sons. The Cadet Captain was shocked when we fathers asked if the relationship our sons had with the cadets was consensual. Unless there was force or intimidation being used to get our sons into bed, we had no reason to know about their private lives and being gay is no longer rationale for dismissal from the Academy.
The next time our sons arrived for a long weekend visit we asked for them to meet us in our office immediately after their arrival. Without any explanation we simply asked our sons to invite their friend(s) for a private dinner with your fathers Saturday night in our quarters. If your friends are at all hesitant you may inform them it is a formal order from the Superintendent. The only acceptable excuse is DEATH!
To say our imps returned to our quarters head hunting for their fathers would be an understatement. "You have our friends so traumatized we couldn't even get them hard enough to enjoy having sex." "If you scare them away you best have an appointment already scheduled with Doc at Fort Connor to remove our boots from your asses!"
As our two imps returned to our quarters Saturday night with two traumatized cadets... we welcomed them and advised them in our private quarters we are on a first name basis. I'm Adam and my partner is Robert. I hope we can get to know you as a person and not just as a cadet.
Finally, we could meet the cadets who had feelings for our sons. They had met our sons at one of the cadet social events and they truly felt attracted to each other even though dating the son of the Superintendent felt like an offense where they would end up in front of a firing squad.
We only advised the cadets to be honest with our sons and if they hurt them physically or emotionally they would find their first duty station so close to the North Pole on the warmest day of the year the temperature never goes above ZERO!
Are your intentions honorable or are our sons just a cheap piece of ass to fuck? The cadets never saw that question coming. After an awkward period of silence, the first cadet admitted he was in love with our son but didn't know how our son felt about him. From the lip lock given him by our son his feelings were all too evident. The second cadet informed us sex with our son was fantastic and he enjoyed him immensely in and out of the bedroom. Getting down on one knee he asked our son to be his partner for eternity. (Neither Robert or I saw that one coming either!) The smell of cum permeated the room and the answer to the proposal didn't require a verbal answer. Both sons and their cadet retired to their bedroom and I knew two cadets that would be doing punishment tours for not being in their bunks after lights out. From the sounds coming from our son's bedroom it may be doubtful if the cadets will be able to walk a punishment tour for some days.
As our sons graduated with honors from Harvard their future partners graduated in the upper 10% of their West Point class standings. Robert and I had completed our tour as Superintendent and were nominated for our 4th Star and assigned to head Special Projects at the Pentagon.
It was no surprise to either of us when all four young men walked in the Penthouse one weekend and announced they were getting married. They wanted a small family wedding and in no way wanted us fathers to influence the duty assignments they would receive. What they accomplished with their lives had to be because of their abilities and not because of the who they married. (Oh, how Robert and I respected these two men even more than we currently did.)
At least with our two sons dating two cadets they visited their fathers on a regular basis if only for free room & board as they spent most of their free time with the love of their life. I knew the feeling well and I only hoped our sons were prepared when my cadets would be deployed soon after their graduation.
Until they graduated, both cadets had a most difficult time dating the sons of the West Point Superintendent. There fellow cadets had no problems with the two men being gay but commented frequently they had to have massive balls to date the Superintendent's sons. The cadets were constantly being harassed by their peers commenting their assignment after graduation would be to the Artic Survival School in northern Alaska. Finally, toward the end of their senior year at West Point my two cadets seemed to actually be at ease being with my sons with us two fathers around. My sons actually got through the cadets thick skull neither father will have you court martialed for having sex with their sons.
Dragging the cadets off to the extra bedrooms in our quarters, the room wasn't soundproof and there was no doubt in either Roberts or my mind that one or both of our resident lovers was getting his brains fucked out. Robert and I were happy our sons had found love and we were assured it was love and not lust.
Both sons and their "partners" had made arrangements to have a small family wedding immediately after the cadets graduated as we all knew they faced deployment with a high probability it would be to the middle east. Our sons knew we fathers wouldn't intercede or interfere with their post graduation assignments. It was no surprise when both men were deployed to the middle east for their first year after graduation.
Our sons were both in "sexual withdrawal" and missing their partners immensely. They spent far too many nights video conferencing with their partners with a large bottle of lube and the palm of their hand standing in for the men they loved. Robert and I knew the feeling and I prayed constantly for the safety of my two now 2nd. Lieutenants.
Robert and I were bursting at the seam when SecDef asked us to report to his office. We knew we finally would be getting our 4th star and posted back at the Pentagon to head up the Research and Development program for all branches of the military.
Our sons were so proud as they held the bible and we took our commissioning oath as a 4 star General of the United States Army. We actually missed the convenience of living at the Penthouse and having the company of T&T just down the hall.
We knew it couldn't be good news when SecDef's aide contacted us at our office and requested us to immediately report to the office of the Secretary of Defense. When we entered the office, SecDef offered us to relax in the massive lounging chairs and poured us both a double Scotch neat. It was early in the morning but SecDef said we would be needing it and he did also to get him through what he had to share with us.
"There is no easy way to tell you, both of your son's partners were killed in action last night. They died by "Friendly Fire" as a missile fell short of its target and landed among their squads. They died instantly." Robert and I were in shock and could only imagine the trauma our sons now had to face.
SecDef advised us our sons had yet to be told and he could have the death notification done through normal channels, but he felt we would want to do it personally. As our sons were still relaxing after graduation and trying to figure out what they wanted to do with their lives, we immediately asked them to join us at the Penthouse.
As we entered the Penthouse, we all sat in the Great Room as Robert poured us all a double neat Nectar of the Gods. Our sons only commented it was kinda early in the day to be hitting the "hard stuff". This can't be good news.
Both Robert and I held the hands of our sons and with tears streaming down our faces told our sons both of their partners were both killed in a "Friendly Fire" incident last night. Our sons were in shock. They knew their partners were in risk but to be killed by Friendly Fire wasn't a scenario they had ever considered. The Army will make a full investigation and if there is anyone who is culpable, "Heads will roll"!
It will take a few days for the bodies to be returned to the states and you need to talk with their parents and see what they want to do about the funeral services. You have the final word as far as the military is concerned but the parents will be a devastated as you are. I suggest we take the jet and talk with the parents face to face.
The parents knew it wasn't good news when Robert and I accompanied our sons to meet with the parents of our dead soldiers. We assured them both men died quickly and had little pain. It is a risk all men in the military face and we all know exactly what you are feeling.
We all decided on a small memorial service in the church when both men grew up attending. Internment would be at the new Washington National Cemetery along with the members of their squads who had also been killed. Robert and I were concerned for the safety of our sons when this reality finally registered within them. Right now, our sons and their in-laws were still in shock.
Both men were buried with their men of their squad at the new Washington National Cemetery. Our sons felt this is what their partners would have wanted. It surprised us both men had talked openly about the risks of being in the Army and they could just as easily die in a traffic accident as they could from a hostile in combat.
As our family returned to the Penthouse, we fathers demanded our sons turn over their handguns. NO ARGUMENTS! If you don't cooperate, there is a Wolf Dog in the hall that can emphasize our request. "HAND `EM OVER, NOW!"
Both of our sons lay their guns on the table and adjourned to their bedrooms. We both knew the trauma they faced and both Robert and I would not let our sons be alone until we felt they were safe from wanting to harm themselves.
At dinner that night, we fathers had to admit our sins. As we talked to our sons as loving fathers, we apologize in advance if you feel we have deceived you. When Grandpa H. died, he left you the bulk of his estate with us as the administrators until you graduated from college or reached the age of 30. You two were left a legacy in excess of five billion dollars (USD). You have no reason to work. Allen's management company is handling the day-to-day operations of your conglomerate and has brought your stock portfolio to a hefty 6+ billion. If you want to get involved in the day-to-day operation, I know Allen would be a great teacher for you to learn how the actual business world functions.
Right now, I suggest you two head out to the Mansion and get out of public life until the dust settles and you are no longer front page news. Our sons decided to stay at the Penthouse so they could be close to the men they love and trust. We were surprised that in addition to their fathers... T&T were on that short list.
T&T knew the anguish our sons had and would face in the future. As Robert and I had to return to the Pentagon, T&T became the daytime shadow for our sons. The only place either of our sons were allowed to go alone was the latrine and even then one of the Worthingtons waited at the door for them to exit.
T&T informed our sons they needed to get out and have a social life. Ordered to their bedrooms they both had 30 minutes to be in their Tux for a white tie social gathering at the Israeli Embassy. Our sons would be T&T's +1.
Our sons were a dashing pair of studs when they "cleaned up" for a social event. The military attachι for the Israeli Embassy latched onto Robert and monopolized his evening. The Son of the Israeli Ambassador never left the side of Adam. Our sons didn't know it, but this was the start of a life they never dreamed possible. Yes, there is love after the death of ones partner.
After we fathers did a full background check on both men we tacitly encourage this budding romance. We fathers had to smile when our sons advised they were taking both men to our "cabin" to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the mountains of the north eastern United States.
Both of their guests were most impressed with their transportation as our sons borrowed the Gulfstream G1000 from Allen for the trip. I advised the security detail for our sons to be discrete and not to scare their guests away. Our security detail only had big smiles as they reported to us our sons may have difficulty walking when they returned to the Penthouse.
Actually, when I met the dates of our sons when they returned from the "cabin" I was concerned if Israel would declare war on the United States considering the shape their "diplomats" were in after their long weekend vacation.
Robert and Adam met with Allen and ask him to assign them projects that he felt they could handle. Both of my sons had no intention of micro-managing Allen. He was doing a fantastic job and they wanted to learn from the best. Allen only smiled at our sons and commented he worked for them and it would be his privilege to teach them the reality of the actual business world. "But, from what the imp mafia is telling me, you two also need plenty of time to be social with the new "hunks de jour(s)" in your life.
Both men were terrified when our sons invited them for Sunday dinner with their fathers. They were even more shocked after we spent the evening talking about everything one could imagine, our sons took the hand of their "date" and they walked together off to their bedroom. Robert and I were happy our sons were bouncing back from the death of their partner so quickly and we only hoped and prayed these men were honorable and were aware of the recent trauma in the lives of our sons.
Knowing the Worthingtons had deep connections with Israel we asked T&T to have a private conversation with the Ambassador and read him in on the recent events in the lives of our sons. We have no wish to hinder this budding romance but also we in no way want our sons to be hurt.
Our sons had a romantic summer of constant invitation to receptions at the Israeli Embassy. Finally, our sons asked the new lovers in their life if they would enjoy a get-a-way mini vacation to our Virgin Island Penthouse. (What idiot would say no?) Security was in abundance and their dates were impressed with their new plane. They had heard many rumors about this luxury business jet but this was only the 2nd time they had seen or been on one. THEY WERE IMPRESSED! (Which was the intent of our sons.)
Yes, the Sun, Sea, Sand and Sex accomplished their goal. Making sure to pack a blanket, skinny dipping in our private cove was beautiful under a full moon and four sexually exhausted "adolescents" limped back to the Penthouse accompanied by a smiling security detail.
That night each couple cuddled in their room and talked about life. Our sons cried talking about losing their soul mate and thanked their date for bringing such happiness into their lives. Robert was shocked when his date told him he had received orders he was being transferred back to Israel to rejoin his old unit. Asking the man if he wanted to stay in the country and retain his current job... the answer was apparent and confirmed by the massive hardon between his legs.
Bringing up T&T on their com they asked a favor of their two "uncles". Would you contact David Leib and see if he can arrange for their Military Attachι to remain posted to their Embassy in Washington. T&T were all too happy to contact David with this request.
Roberts date was in shock at the power he had. A first name basis with the head of the Israeli military. He'd either be allowed to stay with his posting at the Embassy in Washington or he'd be posted to duty in some God forsaken part of the world. Robert only smiled and commented you only need thank T&T when you meet them. They are great people and you'd never know they are multi-millionaires.
By the end of the summer it was getting mighty serious between the four nymphomaniacs. They were a great match sexually and frankly Robert and I were happy their bedrooms were sound proofed. From the condition of their bodies when they exited their bedrooms there was no doubt as to what they shared after the door was closed the previous night.
After their guests left for the day and returned to the Embassy our sons asked if we had time to talk with them and have a family meeting. Both of our sons admitted they were falling in love and felt so guilty cheating on their dead partner. We took the hands of our sons and asked if the roles were reversed and you two had been the ones killed would you want the men you loved to have a miserable future and to be totally celibate. We both know that answer so quick kicking yourselves in the ass and follow your heart.
Both Robert and I had to make a trip outside of Washington to follow up on a project the Army had under development. Our sons decided it was the perfect time to see how committed their Israeli friends were about their futures together.
Conspiring with T&T, a romantic feast was ordered, and T&T donated a bottle of their 100 year old Brandy for the occasion. Every finger food known to enhance ones libido started the night. Followed by the famous Marriott Prime Rib (accompanied by all the trimmings) and finishing off the feast with their Raspberry Cheese Cake. Adjourning to our Great Room, our sons got most serious and as they dropped to one knee, they asked their friend to be their partner for life.
The silence was agonizing waiting for a reply as the proposal put both of their guests into a state of extreme shock. Why anyone would want to face a life of unknown risk is beyond the comprehension of either of our sons but they were in love and quietly waited an answer from the two men who had stolen their hearts.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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