ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 018 – A New Addition to the Family

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

Randy Best: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Adam Mann: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

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

Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries

(a major multi-national defense contractor)

Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries

John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries

Doug Meat: Lieutenant Colonels, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Steven Goodman: Lieutenant Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

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

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

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

Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington

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

Jason Allman: 1^st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Platoon Leader

Matt Longdick: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Squad Leader

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

 

I had barely got my first fix of molten caffeine consumed when my "Com" went off and OPS was advising I had a secure call from Colonel Mann. After a joyful banter with Adam he got serious... "Can you and Steven meet with Randy and me at Worthington next Monday"? What a no brainer, he knew I'd never refuse him anything. At least my stomach was back to normal flying in our jet. I was shocked when he said I have three finalists for the position of your adjutant. (Well, perhaps I'll actually be able to enjoy my family before I have to send them off to college.) I had mentioned in the past to Steven about getting an adjutant but both Steven and I figured we were dreaming. We had decided if and when it ever happened Steven would handle the day to day operations with the Sergeants and the men on base. I'd deal with the administrative side of business and all the bureaucracy and the poor adjutant would end up with the mountain of paperwork which is never ending in the Army. Why any guy would want the job of adjutant I'd never know.

 

After enjoying breakfast in Worthington's Executive Cafeteria with Randy and Adam we retired to the secure conference room to meet our "victims". Adam had forwarded Steven and me their files so we had some idea of their experience and abilities. My first question was: "Why would you want a `paper pushing' job in a secure off the books base you can't even talk about"? These answers were diverse but overall they felt it would provide them with abilities that would enhance their career chances once they left the Army.

 

Steven hit them right between the eyes when we had the individual interviews: "What is your sexual preference"? "Gay", "Gay" and "Gay"... no hesitation in any ones answer. They were well aware this was a unique Army base and consisted of all gay men and five over sex adolescent (Well actually 4 plus 1 in training. Noah was still my sweet innocent son.)

 

Randy added there were some major renovations planned for Fort Connor this next year and until they could build dedicated quarters for an adjutant you would be housed in one of the VIP suites. (First Steven and I heard about an upgrade to our living accommodation. We looked at each other and wondered what all they didn't tell us about their future plans.)

 

All three individuals seemed more than adequately qualified. Steven and I leaned toward the one man who was alone and did not have any family. He seemed like a better fit for our men, after all, he was going to need to interact with them socially and sexually or have one calloused hand. It also didn't hurt he was 6 foot 2 inches tall, 235 pounds of pure muscle, blond hair, blue eyes and the demeanor of a southern gentleman. (What a catch for some single guy.) I give him 48 hours maximum before someone has him in bed for the night.

 

Randy and Adam concurred with our concerns and fit with our unit. Very few of our men had families and fewer yet that had stable family relations. For most of our men the Army was their family and security. We were their "fathers" and we were happy to fulfill that role in their lives.

 

Randy and Adam had to head out for more bureaucracy at the Pentagon after they gave the bad news to the two officers not selected. Luke and John appeared out of nowhere and invited Steven and me to spend the night with the family at Camp Phoenix. He encouraged us to invite our newest family member and he promised not to "scare him away". (Talk about jumping into the deep end of the pool!)

 

An evening with my extended family was always fantastic and true to his word the four of them were honest and truthful providing our newest "family member" with what he would be facing at Fort Connor. He quickly started to believe this wasn't a baby sitting service after he heard of all the attacks, Connors death and Noah being shot. He may be sitting behind a desk the majority of the day but he'd be asked to meet the same physical standards as every man at Fort Connor. He was really surprised when I told him about our exercise area and pool were "clothing optional". After his shocked look came a big smile.

 

Luke dropped Steven and me off at Andrews AFB to catch our Jet back to Fort Connor and our new addition was on his way to the Marriott to meet with Randy and Adam and to get fitted out for his new role as adjutant. When Captain Mason Allen walked down the plane ramp a week later I swear every member of the security team as well as our First Sergeant had major erections and a few had major orgasms. He looked like he just came off an Army recruiting poster.

 

The imps plus Alex and Noah gathered around Steven and me wanting to know who the new guy was. When I told them he was my new adjutant the first words out of R.A.'s mouth were: "Fresh Meat"! Damn, that kid is always thinking with his dick. (I better remind Mason about the sexual prowess of our imps before I turn him lose to explore the base.)

 

I quickly sent our new addition off to medical after lunch to avoid having to face our monsters who wanted to ravage his hot body. Also, I wanted him chipped early on. Having seen combat I hoped he would be agreeable to working with Steven when we went to ALERT. I just didn't see him cowering behind his desk when the shooting started. Little did I know the first shooting he would be encountering wouldn't be bullets.

 

He showed up at medical and Doc was waiting for him. The usually, blood, urine, drug screen, STD's and when the rubber gloves snapped the inevitable prostate exam. Doc's fingers had barely touched his prostate when his ass clamped down tight on his fingers and the table got covered in a huge quantity of his baby batter.

 

Doc was a total professional. He just smiled and said: "It happens sometimes but your prostate feels fine, nothing to be embarrassed about." Doc and I both knew as soon as the news hit the "grapevine" the men would make sure his prostate was well massaged and his balls well drained at every opportunity.

 

After his medical fiasco he figured it couldn't get any worse. (He had yet to meet the imps.) I needed to take his mind off of this embarrassing moment and ask the First Sergeant to join us. Off to the Armory to pick up his Glock, Uzi and his ankle pistol. Then to the range and qualify on each plus the SAW and the Mini Gun. It was going to be a few days before he even thought of the comfort of being behind a desk.

 

Next up in the AM was meeting with Steven, me and the sergeants. Then a rotation with each of the squads so he can meet the men. We emphasized that we were a team and we rarely pulled rank on anyone. He would be spending most of his first week with Steven and the First Sergeant which was relative safe. Steven and I were secure and in love and the First Sergeant Allman was truly in love with Staff Sergeant Longdick.

 

By retreat of the first day he was beginning to think he was back enduring "hell week" at West Point again. Yeah, we were throwing a lot at him fast because we never knew when we would experience the next attack on Fort Connor. He loved the humor of our "Fickle Finger of Fate" formation for the Chinese satellite. Yes, we can be most inventive.

 

He got the third degree from the imps as they joined us at our table for the evening meal. I could see R.A. licking his lips and a stern look from me at least cooled his jets for the balance of the meal. It was only a matter of time before R.A. attempted to seduced this young man.

 

At least he got the official seal of approval when Max put his paws on his shoulders and gave him an official kiss welcoming him to Fort Connor. The men roared their approval. We all trusted the intuitive nature of Max.

 

We dropped the Captain off at his VIP suite to get settled in, Steven headed off to be with Alex and Noah and I headed off to put the fear of God into the imps. I respectfully rang their door bell requesting admission and then asked them to sit down and have a man on man chat. "Let the new guy get settled in before you devour him like fresh meat. And, you, R.A. you might as well stripped him naked and jumped his bones on the table in front of the entire base. COOL IT!!! Only time will tell if I had any effect on my three adolescent monsters.

 

The next morning I made it a point to have a man to man chat with our newest family member about our imps and how sexually rampant they are. It had been mentioned briefly when we stayed with the fathers but I doubted if he really could comprehend the true nature of our imps we protected. The downside of the Alpha Zulu program is there wasn't anyone to protect us from the imps.

 

Also, I informed him about the ritual "Welcome Gang Bang" which is a custom at Fort Connor. If it doesn't appeal to you just say "Thank you but no thanks" and nothing more will happen. There isn't a man out there that would turn you down if you invited them to spend the night with you but being an officer you are going to have to invite the man. So long as everything is consensual and no one gets hurt physically or psychological all you have to do is worry about is the "Jungle Grapevine".

 

And, whatever you hear about R.A. and his reputation he is ten times worse. He is a great kid just one of those kids with overactive hormones to the max. Seriously, we have a man on base with an 18 inch cock when it is erect and R.A. took every inch and begged for the hardest fuck he could give. That is our R.A. and we all love him even if he is incorrigible. Remind me to tell you about the lottery the imps devised when your mind has assimilated the reality of Fort Connor and you are ready for more. Life at Fort Connor is better than any gay novel written.

 

Don't ever hesitate to ask Steven or me anything about anyone. We'll answer to the best of our ability or attempt to explain why we can't. I then turned Captain Mason Allen over to the loving care of our First Sergeant to face the reality of his new home.

 

Like most newbies to Fort Connor it took him a few days to qualify on the SAW and Mini Gun but was dead accurate with his pistols and Uzi. Even the imps were impressed when they saw his target scores. And, when it came to his daily workouts, when they could quit drooling over his magnificent body they were in awe he exceeded the physical requirements and started at 20+ miles every day. (They had no inclination that these meant the difference between life and death to a combat soldier.)

 

Captain Allen was truly a southern gentleman straight from New Orleans with a southern brogue that was sweeter than any nectar on the market. Just listening to him talk had Mt. Meat rising to the occasion. I was jealous that Steven got to spend so much time with him during the day but when his orientation ended he is all mine. A magnificent prime hunk of Army beef only an office away. Unfortunately, Steven isn't the jealous type and trusts me. He knows I'd never cheat on him. But, I can lust with the best of them, R.A. included.

 

It was only a few days and when Captain Allen returned to his quarters he was met by five soldiers clad only in towels. He was well aware what to expect and invited them into his quarters. In a matter of minutes his BDUs were discarded and the towels joined the BDUs on the floor. Six beautiful naked Army men who were going to enjoy sharing their bodies and satisfy the sexual itch we all have at times. They would learn that Mason can give and take with the best of the men and all six of them were going to need some of Doc's super gel by the time lights out arrived. Our five soldiers limped back to their quarters smiling with every step. Mason was fortunate enough to be able to take a shower and settle between clean sheets even if his ass hurt like hell. He had just experienced a moment he would never forget. He now felt like part of the "Band of Brothers" at Fort Connor. By morning the grapevine had announced the results of Mason's initiation. Doc casually slipped him a tube of super gel to him at breakfast and the smile Steven and I gave him let him know all was well with the world and Fort Connor.

 

Mason apologized for arriving late for our morning meeting. We all smiled knowing he had retreated to his quarters to apply a large quantity of Doc's gel to his super sore ass. (We've all been in his situation so no one was judgmental.) Mason was a little slow doing his workout this morning and the imps were betting he wouldn't be running 20 miles today. They just smiled and commented: "We hear you had a rough night last night" as they scurried away heading to class. (There were few secrets to be had at Fort Connor.)

 

As Mason was walking around with Steven the comment was made "I hear you were welcomed to Fort Connor last night". "Don't feel bad, even the Chaplain got initiated." The ice is broken, you now have a smorgasbord of soldiers ready to provide you with your wildest pleasures. And, you haven't accomplished anything until the imps seduce you. Then you'll know what seduction really is. Mason only blushed unable to believe one could be gay and so out in the United States Army.

 

Over the first few months Mason started to understand the rationale behind the Alpha Zulu program and Fort Connor. Luke's fiasco which resulted in Logan. Randy and Adam adopting Connor. Connor and John adopting R.A. And the matriarch Mama Bear who protected her family from all intruders and threats. Mason for the first time in his life felt he was no longer alone. He now understood why men at Fort Connor rarely separated from the Army before they had 20 or 30 years of service completed. The money however lucrative was secondary to having a family we all craved. I was the happiest when two men came to me and asked my permission to marry. I knew it was a bond for the rest of their lives.

 

I had to make certain that Steven, Doc, the Chaplain and I didn't become an officer clique. Yes, we were officers and as such had certain specific responsibilities but it was the men of Fort Connor that made the program work. 100+ dedicated men who would give their lives for each other and for our imps.

 

Finally, after a year Noah was starting to deal with the demons of his shooting. His nightmares had subsided, he no longer cowered at the sound of gunshots and we were seeing our loving, carefree son return just in time to have a major growth spurt and what we knew was the onset of an early puberty. I guess it was time to accept the inevitable and have "that talk" with our sons. Procrastination was not an option.

 

I sampled a few men around camp and asked how their fathers broached the subject with them and the majority answer was their fathers avoided it like the plague. What they learned was from the internet or from watching porn. I guess one can learn about sex that way but what about love, respect and commitment. I hoped I had made that distinction when I talked with the three imps now I had to face the task of being a mature parent and doing it for my two sons.

 

Steven and I knew Alex was sexually active regardless of how sly he was at trying to hide the fact. Noah was a virgin and I wanted his first time to be something special in his life and not just another notch in the belt of one of the imps.

 

I asked Logan to join me in my office after class and filled him in on the fact Steven and I were planning on having "that talk" with our sons shortly. Luke's fiasco that resulted in his birth would be so much more meaningful that any hypothetical we fathers could discuss. Would he feel comfortable talking to them about his conception. Logan never blushed or hesitated, whenever they were ready just send them to him.

 

Steven and I decided the fateful moment would be Saturday after retreat and our evening meal. When we asked our sons to join us in our quarters they had this look on their face as if "What have we done now"? Alex caught on fast but Noah was a little slow to realize when I was talking about their bodies growing up I was talking about sex. We explained we knew they had the mechanics down pat through their schoolwork but there was so much more to sex than just getting an erection and having an orgasm. We tried to explain to them about respect, consideration, affection, love, and caring about the needs of the other person as much as their own pleasure and satisfaction. I knew a lot of this was well beyond Noah's comprehension but it was a good foundation for us to build on in his future.

 

It was late into the evening when our two sons finished asking a lot more questions than I could have ever thought possible. We assured them they could ask us anything at any time and if they didn't feel comfortable asking us there was Doc, the Chaplains, the Sergeants and 100 men who would answer their questions honestly. We hoped they would always feel secure enough to come to us. We would never be judgmental. We loved them unconditionally.

 

I cornered Logan after breakfast and asked if I could send Alex over to have the followup with him. I was going to hold off on Noah till he was a little older. Steven and Mason will challenge Aiden and R.A. to a shooting match, and if they win I'll order ice cream for dinner tonight for the entire base. (Little did they know I had already put in the order with the mess hall staff.) I knew it was a challenge Aiden and R.A. couldn't refuse. By lunch the entire base was buzzing over the challenge and was rooting for Aiden and R.A. By one point and some crack shooting on the part of Steven and Mason (Throwing the match) the imps won by a point to the cheers of the chanting soldiers. Noah came running back to our quarters making sure I knew the imps won and I had to order the ice cream for dinner. Yes, he still was my innocent young son and I was going to cherish his innocence for as long as possible.

 

As Alex was listening to Logan he couldn't believe what he heard. How could anyone simply abort their child for money. He was even more shocked to learn that Luke had no rights when it came to terminating the pregnancy, it was all up to the mother. If it wasn't for Mama Bear being super rich and "buying" my life I could have ended up in a trash dumpster with the rest of the medical waste. "Yes, actions do have repercussions and you'll find that Condoms are something that are horrible having to use. But, far preferable to having an unwanted pregnancy, paying 18+ years of child support or dying from a terminal social disease".

 

Logan continued: "Every possible precaution is taken with the men at Fort Connor to assure they are disease free. The only thing safer would be the palm of your hand. I don't know if I'm gay, straight or bi and frankly I don't care to know. I love Fort Connor and I love the men who protect me. Whether I marry a woman in the future and have biological children or marry a man and adopt children I know there will be a family in my future. You and Noah will always be part of my family".

 

Two teary eyed adolescent kids walked into our quarters and Alex thanked me for having Logan talk to him. It is totally different when it comes out of the mouth of someone your own age. The saddest fact is it was all true.

 

I hugged and kissed Logan and Alex and thought how long it had been since I had kissed the imps goodnight. (Note to self: Reinstate nightly visits to the imps quarters immediately.)

 

The base was alive with platitudes for Aiden and R.A. for winning the shoot off. (If they only knew I had rigged the match.) Logan and Alex looked at each other and smiled knowing what I had done. They knew how much Steven and I loved our sons and the imps would always be our sons and family.

 

R.A. was on a mission to seduce Mason. Mason was kind but simply rebuked R.A.'s advances. Finally one day R.A. marched into his office, stripped off his BDUs till he was stark naked and demanded: "Are you straight, how can you turn down my body?" Mason just smiled and commented: "I'm as gay as any man on base but you treat me like a piece of meat which is a real turn off". R.A. was getting a learning lesson in respect and consideration. Yeah, he was a hot little stud but his mouth really gets him into a lot of trouble and his brain has to learn to be consideration and respectful of others. R.A. just pulled up his BDUs and strutted out of Mason's office.

 

Back in his quarters he announced to his brothers that Mason turned down his body. How could anyone not want to have sex with him. DUH... His brothers informed him he wasn't "God's gift to gay men"... get a life and learn to treat people like you want to be treated.

 

A knock at my door and I yelled "ENTER"... as Mason walked in and stood at attention. "As you were" and "Take a seat"... "What can I do for you". He detailed the event with R.A. and I had to laugh. This was the first time that R.A. had been turned down and it probably devastated him which was a good learning lesson. I told Mason not to be concerned, there probably isn't a man on base R.A. hasn't propositioned. You aren't the first and you won't be the last. I probably should talk to Doc about the potential for some sex addiction counseling for him. "Believe me, he will try again and whether or not you accept is your decision."

 

Mason felt relief as he stood and exited my office. As the door closed OPS came through on my Com and announced I had a secure call from Luke at Worthington's. After some friendly conversation I ask what I could do for him. It was time for a yearly checkup on Pa Vance's home in West Virginia. Could I spare a security team to accompany Billy Bob and some Worthington staff to West Virginia. "Have I got a team for you!"

 

I got the details on the dates and brought Mason up on my Com and asked him to return to my office. He looked puzzled when he entered and after the customary formalities I explained to him the story behind Pa Vance and Billy Bob's family. I was sending a security detail to accompany Billy Bob on his trip. The maintenance people would take care of the necessary work and/or contract it out so Pa Vance and family could live comfortably. Your team would be responsible for Billy Bob and "Beauty"... although "Beauty" is fiercely independent. I'd suggest you stop by the commissary and pick up a large stash of doggie treats.

 

And I closed with: "If you get the chance to enjoy some `Hillbilly Sex' don't turn it down. It is the chance of a lifetime". Mason looked at me quizzically as he left my office. He commented to the First Sergeant about my "Hillbilly Sex" and was directed to talk with the security team that accompanied the maintenance crew last year.

 

When the request was made for volunteers for this year's trip 75 out of 100 soldiers volunteered. Mason was aghast. No one ever volunteers for anything in this man's Army!

 

When they boarded the transport to leave for Wright Patterson Air Force Base in Ohio where they would meet Billy Bob and Beauty... Then drive to West Virginia to the Vance property. I made sure they were well stocked with ammunition and slipped Mason and the First Sergeant "Sat Phones" just in case they got out of Com range. Just check their secure laptop and Emails regularly and I won't worry about my "children" which made them both smile. Yeah, I'm becoming as much a "Papa Bear" as Luke is.

 

The Vance family was elated to see Billy Bob and his team arrive at their home. (Much different than the first visit to the Vance property.) Pa Vance was in remission from his cancer and his sons had all they could do to keep him calm and quiet. He wanted to go hunting and kill dinner for us. Billy Bob tried to explain all the food they needed was in the freezer and he made sure it was kept well stocked. "Doesn't taste the same" was the comment from Pa Vance.

 

The Vances greeted the men with open arms and obvious mountain man erections. Mason couldn't believe how the men related to each other. College education, combat refined Army soldiers interaction with raw uneducated Hillbilly men. We did have a unique Band of Brothers and to have three quarters of the base volunteer... He was bewildered.

 

The Worthington maintenance team took off to do their thing and Pa Vance and the Vance boys sat down at the dining room table and invited our security team to join them. Pa Vance offered us a glass of moonshine which the First Sergeant indicated to me would be a social insult if we refused. One glass and only a one glass limit. After the first sip I knew it was the strongest brew I had ever consumed in my life. Billy Bob commented he needed a jug to take back for the Colonels which Pa Vance approved.

 

Billy Bob suggested the brothers help the men get settled in and he'd help me settle in my bedroom which caused snickers from everyone but me. As we lambs were lead away to the "slaughter" Billy Bob took my hand and Beauty accompanied us to my room. As soon as the door closed Billy Bob had his arms around me and his tongue deep in my mouth and working its way down my throat. His hands were tearing at my Velcro and there was no denying my super hard dick as my BDUs dropped to the floor. As he pulled me into my bed he kissed me and played with my body like a man possessed. I knew where this was headed and the sooner I got him naked the sooner our balls will be erupting our baby batter.

 

Hearing the agonal screams of our men I knew it was the pleasure pain of a hard cock conquering their tight asses. Feeling the hardness between Billy Bob's legs his reputation for having twelve inches of man meat was truly warranted.

 

As his mouth worked its way down my body he devoured my thick eight inches and then sucked each of my balls into his mouth as his fingers massaged my tight ass. I knew I was going to get my brains fucked out and I definitely was going to enjoy this event.

 

I could hear the skin on skin pounding as I knew my men were getting welcomed into the Vance home Hillbilly style. Before I realized it I was on all 4's, head down, ass up and in one massive thrust I was impaled on Billy Bob's twelve inch cock. I clutched my pillow as I screamed in pain and pleasure. Billy Bob pounded my prostate and my balls erupted, and erupted and erupted. I lost count of how many orgasms I had but they were monstrous.

 

Finally, I could feel Billy Bob wrap his arms around my body, hold me tight and I could feel his ball juice fill my gut to overflowing. As he slowly pulled out of my destroyed ass he smiled at me and simple said: "Welcome to the Vance Home"! "WHAT A WELCOME"!

 

As we looked at each other I said I best check on my men. Billy Bob told me they wouldn't be doing much walking the rest of the day and he bet a few of them would see the view of the property from the hay loft before dinner. It sounded like this was going to be a non-stop sex orgy while the maintenance staff worked around us.

 

As soon as the town folks found out the Army was back at the Vance property a lot of young hillbilly neighbors started showing up and borrowing individual men for one reason or another. It was obvious the residents enjoy sex with a hard bodied soldier and the soldiers enjoy hillbilly sex from the stud neighbors of the Vance family. (I was beginning to see why 75 men volunteered! I sure hope Meat asked me to be in command of this detail next year.)

 

No major maintenance problem was found. The septic tank needed to be emptied and the water supply needed to be flushed and possibly dug deeper. These are contract items that would be given immediate attention when they returned to their Worthington Offices. The architects had done a fantastic job in design and little maintenance was required to keep the Vance family in creature comforts.

 

There was little doubt my security detail got their brains fucked out when they emerged from their bedrooms. The Vance Boys were all smiles and were still hard as a rock between their legs and ready to provide "seconds" and "thirds" to any adventurous soldier that wasn't satisfied.

 

Billy Bob whispered he'd made sure each of his brothers had a night with me. That was an invitation I had every intention of accepting. As the Vance Family hadn't grown up addicted to TV night came early to the family and soon after a delicious mountain style dinner my security detail was being walked hand in hand off to their bedroom. The maintenance men bedded down in the barn and a number of neighbor boys volunteered to keep them warm for the night. Billy Bob's youngest brother was the last one at the table with me and he quietly said: "May I join you for the night"... (Now why couldn't R.A. be so respectful?) As I walked with him to our bedroom I could hear the sounds of sex emanating from the adjoining bedroom. Soon my screams of passion would join theirs as my gut got flooded with the hot seed of a mountain man.

 

This wasn't a hot and heavy fuck like given by Billy Bob this afternoon, this was a romantic man that was going to tease and romance my body before he conquered my ass. I was wound up so tight I thought I would scream for him to fuck my ass. Suddenly, he spread my legs, put his cock at the opening to my ass and with one brutal thrust went balls deep in me. The pain shot through my body and my scream echoed through the night. My men knew what I was experiencing and I never wanted it to end.

 

I wrapped my arms around this beautiful man pulling him forward until our lips could meet. I looked into his eyes and calmly said... "Fuck me, Fuck me hard! Make me your bitch!" And, he sure did. I got fucked for nearly two hours before he collapsed beside me, holding me tight, kissing me passionately and saying not to plan on much sleep tonight. He only needed a few minutes to recharge his balls. (Oh, to be young again!)

 

I lost count of how many times he fucked my ass that night but when I woke before sunrise he still had his hard cock buried balls deep in my ass keeping the flood of cum from flooding our bed. As he carefully worked off another load of mountain man cum I felt my ass burn as it was flooded again. He held me tight and told me I was the best fuck of his life. Please come back when you have the time.

 

Breakfast was at sunrise and the maintenance crew would finish their work today and we would be leaving after breakfast tomorrow. After breakfast I was talking with the Colonels on the Sat phone and advised them we'd be returning early the next day. The Colonels asked how I was surviving amongst them snickering, the First Sergeant made them aware I had been well fucked upon arrival and most of the first night here.

 

"Might I suggest you stay a couple of extra days after the men leave and get to know the Vance Family better... if you think you can handle the extra duty. Hell, I might die but I'd die with a smile on my face and a hard cock between my legs. I thanked the Colonel and was told he was certain one of the Vance Boys would drive me to the closest military base and to use my Alpha Zulu clearance to obtain transportation.

 

I was like a kid in a candy shop all day. Billy Bob was till my primary concern and I couldn't lose sight of my security responsibilities even if I had a First Sergeant I could trust with my life. We ate an early dinner and settled in for the night as the maintenance team and our security personnel would leave early after breakfast. Apparently, the Colonels had talked with Billy Bob who had talked with his brothers and they had no intention of allowing me to leave with my men.

 

My bedroom door quietly opened and the two brothers entered naked as the day they were born. Billy Bob's twelve inches was impressed but these two were as long and twice as thick. Doc may have to sew my ass back together when I get to Fort Connor but I'm ready for the fucking of the century. As my ear to ear smile made them aware I welcomed them and wanted them. The romance and intimacy was fast and effective and when the first cock entered my ass I knew I had never taken anything that thick before in my life. It seemed never ending in length and I breathed a sigh of relief when finally I could feel his balls against my inner thighs.

 

Did he fuck me, my ass was a sloppy mess with all the orgasms he deposited in my body. The brothers would switch off and it seemed like whatever cock was in my ass it was rock hard and destroying my tender flesh.

 

Finally, one brother flipped over on his back, his cock standing proud and I was encourage to ride it as he pulled me forward and passionately kissed my lips. I was so far in pleasure I didn't feel the second cock nudging my ass till he pushed the fat head past the entrance and my ass clamped down on two "mountain" cock as they proceeded to tear me apart. Two twelve plus inch cocks fucking me, making me scream in pain and pleasure and making me never want them to stop. I was truly fucked and I wanted them to cum, cum and cum again.

 

It was nearly sunrise when they finally pulled out of my ass and I couldn't believe it when my ass snapped shut barely leaking the cum they had deposited. My ass muscle was still intact and I was certain it would be well fucked again and again before I finally returned to base in a few days.

 

I stood on wobbly legs as my men smiled from ear to ear knowing what I had experienced last night. The First Sergeant requested permission to leave and as the dust settled down the road I looked into the eyes of two beautiful young men who I wanted to keep hard and naked until I was forced to return to Fort Connor.

 

I could barely walk when I finally had the brothers drive me to the closest car rental, drive to Wright Patterson and then take a military transport to Andrews and then a cargo plane to Fort Connor. Along the way many a man was concerned about my ability to walk and wanted me to obtain medical attention. I assured them I had just strained my body during exercise and it was nothing of concern. (Well, a half-truth... I did have plenty of exercise!)

 

As the First Sergeant validated my credentials he asked if I needed any assistance. I simply asked if he would drop me off at "Medical" I needed my "Off Base" checkup from Doc. The grapevine had been working overtime and it was well know I had been fucked, double fucked and gang banged for a number of days. I just looked at Doc and said I wouldn't have changed the last few days for anything but my ass feels like the furnace of hell. He chucked as he put me in stirrups and started his exam. Nothing was torn but the muscle was well bruised. When he asked how deep they were in me I blushed when I said I had been double fucked with two 12+ inch monsters and it was fantastic.

 

As he cranked open the speculum I felt my ass would explode from being so stretched but Oh, the relief as he sprayed my guts with something that provided instant relief. He advised me to have a soft diet and no sex for the next ten days. He wanted to see me if the pain came back but otherwise time and patience is what it will take for your ass to heal.

 

I would expect the next time you have anal sex it is going to feel like being a virgin all over again. Your muscles in your ass will grow back even stronger than before. Doc gave me some light meds for sleeping and reminded me he was available 24/7. Don't hesitate if there is any problem.

 

Now I had to confess to my boss. I'm certain he was well aware of my adventure with the Vance Family and probably had a hand in orchestrating it. I knocked at his office door, was granted entrance and advised I could stand if sitting was too painful. I asked him how much he knew and he just smiled and said "EVERYTHING". We've all been through it and it will even be better the next time around. The men like you and the last thing they want is for you to be alone jerking off at night. Forget you are an officer and they are enlisted men. Let your heart guide your mind and body. Now go take a hot shower and relax till retreat. I hope you'll join Steven and me for dinner.

 

The dining hall erupted in applause and cheers when Mason entered causing him to turn twenty shades of crimson red. (Yeah, about the same color I had when the imps put lidocaine in Steven's anal lube.) Yes, we were a "Band of Brothers" and like all families embarrassing moments do occur.

 

Captain Mason Allen was one of us but he still had to face his first ordeal with the imps which was soon to be a challenge for which West Point had never prepared him.

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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