It is never a good day when the first video com chat of the new day is with an upset POTUS! "Generals, I need you in the Oval Office by 1400 hours today. Thanks! DISCONNECT!" Arkyn and I looked at each other and only wondered what fire now had to be put out. We had enlisted in the Army but lately we felt like full blow firefighters.

 

Entering the White House, the Secret Service escorted us to the Oval Office. POTUS definitely didn't look happy. This was going to be a meeting that would leave everyone attending terrified of the fate that awaited our United States.

 

We adjourned to a secure conference room to find everyone who was anyone in Military/Government intelligence in attendance. This can't be a good omen.

 

POTUS turned over the floor to Luke who rose to share the unbelievable details. He gave credit to Worthington Intelligence for this revelation which had been confirmed by all the private intelligence groups, the NSA, FBI and CIA. We aren't facing a new foe, we are facing the remnants of the foes we have faced before... The Biker Gang, KKK, Knights of the White Camelia, and now being coordinated by the leftover leaders of the Knights of the Golden Circle. Not one of the organizations has sufficient funds to totally threaten our country but combined they have billions of dollars in untapped funds to threaten our democracy.

 

The leftover leadership has learned their lessons about a centralized "command and control" and have designed their new organization after the German "Lone Wolf" program planned but never implemented at the end of WWII. Military scholars for years have debated how long WWII would have continued if the German Lone Wolf program had been implemented but they all are in agreement, it would have lasted years longer and cost thousands of American Soldiers their lives.

 

For the next three hours Luke briefed the group on all the known facts and the only item agreed upon by those present was to add additional staff to Cybercom dedicated to emptying any of the bank accounts that could be found associated with these organizations. (Cybercom was getting damn good at collecting money and "revenue sharing" among agencies.)

 

Cybercom's initial report indicated the independent groups had turned over their funds to the Knights of the Golden Circle and now the KGC was led by a cabal of representatives of each of the former independent groups. Money was the only item dealt with by the cabal of representatives. Each "Lone Wolf cell" had total independence in determining who to attack and how to do it. Money would always be available to underwrite their subversive operations.

 

Bankers around the world were ready to invest money for the KGC and "ask no questions" as they collected a big % of the funds deposited. (Shades of the Swiss Banks of WWII.) The best computer minds of the United States were put to work on this project and directed to confiscate as much money as can be found.

 

In a private meeting afterwards, POTUS asked to talk with Luke and us Alpha Zulu Generals. As POTUS handed us a double neat Scotch, we knew we wouldn't be enjoying this conversation. Gentlemen, I hate to do this, but I'll do anything to protect our country. We have one asset that can't be matched by any country or organization on this earth... Yuuto!

 

Adding Doc to the meeting by Video com, POTUS informed Doc this was a national security issued and he was ordering Doc to break medical confidentiality. What physical shape is Yuuto in? Doc knew if POTUS was asking about Yuuto, the shit must really be hitting the fan in Washington.

 

Doc informed the group since Yuuto stepped down from running Worthington R&D he has steadily improved. And, YES, I'll give some credit for the stress management provided by his precious Koi. Yuuto is in the best physical shape since before his abduction. You know, regardless of what report I give on Yuuto, if you ask him for help to protect this country, that little imp will give his life to do everything he can to help. POTUS thanked Doc for his candid appraisal and hit the DISCONNECT.

 

POTUS turned to us three and only commented: "You three get in that armored tank you call a limousine and go talk with Yuuto. Report back here once you have an answer and don't leave Yuuto without getting an answer. DISMISSED!"

 

It was a quiet and somber ride to Yuuto's home as none of us wanted to risk the life of our good friend and senior imp. Knocking at the door his partner greeted us and commented Yuuto was relaxing with his finny friends in his study. Go right in.

 

Knocking and requesting entrance, Yuuto greeted us and only commented from the look on your faces this can't be good. Luke started: "Yuuto my friend, we all hate to do this but we need your help, your country needs your help and POTUS is personally asking for your help."

 

For the next two hours we read Yuuto in on all of the recent events and revelations. POTUS wants you to head up the Cybercom task force to: 1) Decimate this organization any way possible and 2) Confiscate as much of their funds as possible. You have carte blanche.

 

Yuuto's partner was in tears as Yuuto told him of his decision. There is no way he could turn his back on this country which has done so much for our family. Yuuto hugged and kissed his partner and ask him to stand at his side with this decision. Even if it cost him his life, he could never say NO! The kiss the two lovers shared left us three spectators with soggy boxers.

 

Reporting back to the White House, POTUS was both elated and sad for having to risk the health and life of his good friend. Yuuto would have an Alpha Zulu security detail 24/7. His home was so fortified it equaled the Castle in Boston. Yuuto was picked up and delivered by an armored Range Rover with two heavily armed escort vehicle with orders to "shoot first and ask questions later"... protect that imp with your lives!

 

A room away from Yuuto Cybercom task force office, POTUS had stationed a military trauma physician and support staff. (He was taking no chance.) POTUS would do everything possible to protect Yuuto.

 

POTUS's decision to ask Yuuto back to assist paid off BIG TIME! Within the first month Yuuto and his group had tapped accounts of the subversive groups for over $1,000,000,000.00 USD and that was just the first month. The KGC cabal had to do some quick restructuring or go bankrupt. One of the options the cabal immediately authorized was a $1,000,000.00 contract on the life of Yuuto. Oh, were they in for a shock when they attacked his transportation heading home one night. Not only did two mini guns open up on the attackers, every man in the protection detail hit them with a mass of automatic weapon fire and within seconds apache attack helicopters were overhead and the attackers scattered the ground with pieces of human flesh. POTUS was playing hard ball and would use ever asset he had available to protect his little friend.

 

As his security detail helped a traumatized Yuuto into his secure residence, he ran into the arms of his partner and only kissed him and asked him to take him to bed. It wasn't a surprise to his security detail Yuuto was walking bow legged the next morning. What did surprise them is the fact he could walk at all. (Koi isn't the only method of approved stress management in Yuuto's life.)

 

A frontal attack on the Worthington Executive Complex was the next item our cabal tried. As this Executive Complex contained the headquarters for Worthington Enterprises, D&D Enterprises and Harriman Enterprises, if they could eliminate these headquarters, they would put quite a dent in the military supply chain. SecDef was proactive and had a unit of Apache helicopters on standby at Andrews which arrived within minutes of the attack and the combined, rocket, chain gun and mini gun fire killed over 100 hostiles. No one was concerned about taking any hostiles alive. POTUS and SecDef were sending a message. Attack our military, even our civilian components and you will end up DEAD!

 

The United States Military was at DefCon 3, but Alpha Zulu was at DefCon 1 and every man was prepared 24/7 for anything and everything. I shouldn't have been surprised when every man at Fort Connor volunteered for the protection detail for Yuuto. He truly was loved by all of us.

 

Inspection scores for all of our squads were at 100% and there was a list of men VOLUNTEERING for being the practice partner with our Wolf War Dog. Doc assured me they were all sound mentally they just wanted our Wolf War Dogs to have their skills as sharp as anyone in Alpha Zulu.

 

It was a quiet afternoon when OPS announced POTUS on a secure com for both Commanding Generals. BRING HIM ON! To my surprise, POTUS was joined by Admiral Matteson, the Commandant of the Coast Guard. "Generals, what I am now telling you is to be shared with NO ONE, not even your administrative team, the chaplains or even Doc. I'll let Admiral Matteson fill you in on the details.

 

During a normal interdiction, one of our new "destroyers" interdicted a ship which was out of control and acting strangely. When we had one of our planes overfly it there were dead bodies strewn all over the deck. We boarded the vessel, stopped it before it could enter any populated area and had a HazMat quick response team board it to assess what we faced.

 

Samples have been sent to the Center for Disease Control (CDC) for analysis, but it appears to be a fast acting neuro-toxin which somehow broke during transit. The paperwork on the shipment indicated this was shipment 2 of 2 so it appears the first shipment got through to our ports. Until we know what we are facing and what options we have to protect our men there is no reason to start a panic. POTUS added: "For once I hope the Imp Mafia and the Alpha Zulu grapevine can keep their damn mouths shut"!

 

Paperwork found on the vessel leads us to believe this neuro-toxin is to be used on Alpha Zulu. As soon as the CDC has the results and we know what options we have to protect our men I'll read in Doc but as for now there isn't much he can do proactively.

 

I'm increasing the "NO FLY ZONE" around Fort Connor by an additional 100 miles. Admiral Matteson is assigning three of our new high tech Coast Guard cutters to patrol your shallow water between base and the mainland. SecDef has a battle group leaving Norfolk as we speak. You'll have 24/7 AWAC coverage and I've asked Luke to station his new satellite over Fort Connor till further notice. (And, NO, I haven't told him why yet.)

 

I am issuing an executive order than any unauthorized intrusion of Fort Connor is to be met with lethal force with no warning. We play by the rules and we may end up with every person at Fort Connor being buried with full military honors. NOT ON MY WATCH! I know the imps bunker is safe from nuclear and biological elements and you still have plenty of MREs left over from our last emergency. Just keep a tight leash on the imps and accept my sympathy for all the imp fallout you will be facing.

 

My comments to POTUS definitely had him scared. What if the biological agent is meant for an attack on Yuuto or on the Worthington Executive Complex. Just because the Cabal failed once doesn't mean they won't try again. POTUS commented there wasn't much we could do at the moment but scare everyone until we get something definitive from the CDC.

 

Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu has the full backing of every component of the United States Military and the United States Government. We will do everything possible to protect our men in uniform. Just do what you do best... PROTECT OUR IMPS! DISCONNECT!

 

After our discussion with POTUS both Arkyn and I needed a shot of moonshine. (Only 1, 2 shots would put us both out of commission for hours!) All of Alpha Zulu could feel the stress and tension "in the air" and knew if we could share the facts with them, we would. They trusted us Generals and I hope their trust doesn't result in losing the life of any man.

 

As much as I wanted to "read in" Doc, there wasn't anything he could do until the CDC determines what we are dealing with. Finally, late in the day POTUS and the head of the CDC was on our video conference sharing with us the bad news. We were facing a new highly infectious strain of the Ebola Virus. Normally, Ebola has a death rate of 50%. This new strain appears to have a death rate of 90%.

 

POTUS commented he was issuing an Executive order for two of the experimental drugs used to treat Ebola during the last outbreak in Africa will be approved for use by the United States Military if and when necessary. Now, you can read in Doc and I'll have Luke in my office within the hour and work out a plan to protect our assets and brain trust.

 

In the years I have known Doc, nothing he has faced has ever caused him any emotion. Just the word EBOLA had him with a deathly pallor and terrified of all the men we could lose. Get with the Director of the CDC and he'll read you in on the two new experimental drugs that are being approved for use by our military and hopefully we can get access to them immediately.

 

I was in immediate contact with Yuuto and asked him if he had time for a question. Yuuto just smiled and commented "what do you need this time"? I reminded him he had tweaked our gatling guns to take out a massive drone attack and then show where the remainders were that made it to Fort Connor. Is there any way it can be tweaked again and increase the amount of drones destroyed. (My fear is a mass of drones all containing Ebola attacking Fort Connor. Even if we destroyed 90%, the remaining drones would be able to contaminate the base and infect everyone not secured in the imp's bunker.

 

Yuuto commented he'd stop on his way home and talk with Tokugawa and get him working on a solution. If Luke has read him in on the problem, you won't have any reluctance on his part. "Thank you my little friend and BE SAFE... and for once I'm not talking about your sex life." If we can't find a solution it could easily mean the death of over 360+ of the soldiers of Alpha Zulu. Please keep me appraised of what options you can find.

 

I don't know where Doc plans on storing all the supplies but five Globemaster planes landed with medical supplies. I have always trusted Doc and I have no reason not to now. I have to have an impromptu closed door meeting with Doc and issue a Command Directive that in the event of a biological attack he is to immediately immunize all of his medical staff and that includes HIM! I'm issuing an order to your PA to either witness your immunization or get four big MPs to hold you down so he can administer it to you. Doc, you can be your own worse enemy at times. Don't challenge me on this because you will lose.

 

Why wasn't I surprised there were protocols in place for biological attacks upon the White House, Congress and the Pentagon. We of Alpha Zulu would need to develop our own protocols and there is no one I trust more than Doc to give our soldiers the best chance to survive.

 

The first video conference the next day was with Luke and a very upset Tokugawa. "You don't have to call Dad if you need help, you can just pick up the phone and call me!" (I see I now have another very upset little imp who can be insecure at times. I imagine following in the footsteps of someone of Yuuto's caliber can be daunting at times.) I asked him to accept my apology, I in no way wanted to offend you. Yuuto developed the revised software and I felt he would have the quickest answer to my questions.

 

OK, Luke... bale me out... He is your "MAD SCIENTIST" with the emphasis on the word MAD! Luke commented POTUS read me in last night and I briefed Tokugawa this morning. Both he and Yuuto feel there isn't much more that can be done to increase the drone kill rate with the Phalanx guns but we do have a viable option.

 

R&D has been working on a new experimental incendiary explosive that burns at over 5,000 degrees kelvin. It will FRY (literally) everything within a mile of it's detonation and at that temperature would kill any virus. We are packing it into 8 missiles to be attached to the new drone we loaned to Alpha Zulu.

 

Your drone operator can just "stand off", fire a missile and see if another missile is required. Eight missiles should take care of a hell of a lot of drones. You'll have eight missiles delivered regardless of the time as soon as R&D has them ready for transport. We'll start producing a few dozen more for you just in case they are needed. (Little did we know how needed they would be.)

 

0300 hours and OPS advised we had a Worthington supply plane requesting permission to land. I approved them landing and asked OPS to have all maintenance personnel report for immediate duty. I met the plane at the runway and was advised to handle these missiles GENTLY or you'll not just lose men but a large part of our base. By dawn we had these eight missile installed on our new drone and at first light the drone was airborne. If Luke was correct that big monster could fly for 10 days without refueling. Now to get the drone operators conference up with Worthington R&D and find out if launching these missiles was any different than a conventional missile.

 

Nothing special was needed other than to understand anything within a mile radius of the explosion would be incinerated.

 

For one of the few times in my career I was terrified when OPS announced: ALERT, ALERT, WE HAVE A MASS OF DRONES ENTERING OUR SECURE AIRSPACE. THIS IS NOT A DRILL, I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

 

The imps were secure in their bunker and I ordered all of our Wolf War Dogs and their trainers to be locked down with the imps. I headed to OPS and watched as the radar indicated the drones were not on an intercept course for Fort Connor but for the Aircraft Carrier providing us with protection.

 

Asking to be put in immediate contact with the Admiral of the Task Force... I relayed to him my concern about each drone containing a biological hazard which had a 90% lethality. It would only take 3 or 4 to get through to contaminate your aircraft carrier and the 6,000 men on board.

 

Have your planes, men and support ships STAND DOWN! We have a new drone from Worthington Industries which has 8 new high explosive incendiary warheads which will vaporize anything within 1 mile of its detonation. With 8 missiles we should be able to destroy every drone. If you have a plane or ship in the vicinity, it won't survive the explosion. I'm not looking for any glory, only to save all the men on your carrier.

 

As we saw all the planes return to their carrier, the airspace was clear and the ships we saw were far enough away to survive the explosion. Although, I later learned we burned the paint off the hulls of a couple of ships.

 

The explosion of the first missile was like a meteor exploding upon impact with the Earth's atmosphere. The radar indicated about a dozen drones left after the explosion and we launched a second missile which seems to have destroyed the remaining drones.

 

A grateful Admiral was on my com thanking us for our assistance. I only commented, I loved 20 year old single malt. CONSIDER IT DONE!

 

POTUS was on my com wanting to know what I was doing. Everyone in five states saw those fireballs. "Thank Luke and Tokugawa, without them we would be burying over 5,000 or more sailors at the new National Cemetery."

 

Yes, Tokugawa knew how much we appreciated him when POTUS awarded him the Presidential Medal of Freedom later that year. He would now join his father with that big bullseye on his back.

 

The Pentagon quickly issued a $500,000.00 USD reward for information leading to the arrest and conviction of the parties involved in the attack on our naval flotilla. In only a few weeks we had verifiable proof of where this biological agent was being developed. It was in a remote rural setting and POTUS wasn't taking any chance with any life. He ordered Alpha Zulu OPS to put our drone overhead to collect visual evidence and once that was obtained, "let lose the hounds of hell" and erase that obscenity from the face of the earth. Yes, the building and its occupant along with a mile radius of surrounding country was burned to the ground. HazMat teams investigating afterwards could not find any substances which would endanger life. Hopefully, we eliminated all of their bacterial cultures and we could breathe easier for a while.

 

Why wasn't I surprised with the case of Scotch I received from the Navy was a bill from the Chief of Naval Operations for painting the hulls of two of their ships. Even Doc got a good laugh over my bill. I just sent it to SecDef and told him to charge it off to Worthingtons "black budget" R&D. Luke wasn't happy when SecDef sent him the bill.

 

Alpha Zulu missed the "bullet" but we all knew we may have won the battle, but the WAR was far from over. It was up to Yuuto and his tech brain trust to solve this problem if there was a solution. Without their funds it was doubtful if any of the subversive organizations would survive to threaten anyone.

 

As I returned from my exhaustive daily workout and joined Arkyn in the shower both to clean my body and enjoy the erotic and sensual man I married. OPS was on our coms stating Dale and Dwight were requesting an urgent conversation. SEND IT THROUGH TO OUR GREAT ROOM.

 

Remembering to put on robes this time, Arkyn joined me as Dale and Dwight appeared on our massive wall screen. "How may we be of service?" Dale and Dwight were so emotional as they shared with us the death of the President of one of their major defense contractors. Both the husband and wife were killed leaving their 8 year old son an orphan with no relatives. Dale and Dwight still had the contacts to get a friendly judge to assign custody of the child to Alpha Zulu. We just need your permission before we ask the judge to approve our request.

 

Arkyn and I knew we could never say NO to any imp in need. We told Dale and Dwight just to "do their thing" and let us know when to expect our new addition. It had been a few years since we had a new arrival so young, so I hope the men were ready to accept the challenges of this young man. He would be traumatized enough by the death of his parents and feeling all alone. He needs love and a secure environment. And, hopefully Doc was a kind and thoughtful physician and not the demonic doctor we all respect and love.

 

The next morning at the close of our daily staff meeting Dale and Dwight were on our com advising us the judge had signed off on Alpha Zulu being in custody of the imp and they were on their way to Children's Services to pick up the imp and transport him to Fort Connor. Advising the duo if they had time to stop at our friendly tailor and have measurements taken of the imp. Just advise our friendly tailor this is a one fitting and to send his clothing to Fort Connor. At least a few casual clothes and a couple of suits. We have plenty of ballistic armor black BDUs in every size imaginable.

 

Dale and Dwight advised even with the fitting at our Friendly Tailor they should be arriving late afternoon and in ample time for retreat and our evening meal. We'll plan on staying at least one night or possibly more to help our imp adjust to his new surroundings.

 

Thanking D&D for their assistance in helping this imp to adjust both to his recent emotional trauma and also to life at Fort Connor. Arkyn and I hope you enjoy flying in your Worthington "hand me down"... The only comments were two big smiles as they thanked us for our help.

 

At lunch I ask the Command Master Sergeant and the Squad Sergeants to join me for a quick meeting. Reading them in on the arrival of our new imp and as many facts as we knew about the recent events in his life. I know the men will make him welcome and he needs friends as much as the security of Fort Connor. Talk to your men and make them aware of what we currently know. I know their actions will be from their hearts.

 

Dale and Dwight landed late that afternoon and a precious imp walked down the plane ramp to be terrified of the security detail that greeted them. We Generals warmly welcomed Dale and Dwight back to Fort Connor and was introduced to our newest imp Jason. Jason was terrified at the moment, so we advised Doc we needed a few hours for our new project to relax and become accustomed to Fort Connor before he will be ready to meet you. Doc understood and only commented whenever he was ready, he'd juggle his schedule. (Doc truly had a soft heart for every imp!)

 

We showed Jason his new bedroom in the imps bunker and introduced him to as many of the imps present as possible. I then asked one of the "senior imps" to give Jason a tour of Fort Connor but make sure to have him back in time for retreat.

 

Advising Dale and Dwight the mess surely has some pastries for us to enjoy and always plenty of hot black coffee on hand. We four walked slowly to the Mess and talked as old friend about how wonderful Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu is in the life of every imp. Every imp was given the best education possible, the maximum in safety and security and the love of every man in Alpha Zulu. Everyone should be so blessed.

 

The only problem we ever had with Jason was Dale and Dwight spoiling him too much. Yes, he would lack for nothing and definitely two fantastic men to call his second family.

 

Jason was returned promptly to Dale and Dwight in time for our evening retreat. He was warmly greeted by the men of Alpha Zulu and every squad invited him to have dinner with them. Eventually, he would accept these invitations but with so many drastic changes in his recent life he needed the security of Dale and Dwight this evening.

 

After a delicious meal that even had Jason lauding our mess staff. I told him a hug and/or a kiss tells the men how much you appreciated their hard work and the great food. The little imp rushed over to the Mess 1^st Sergeant, jumped into his arms and smothered him with kisses as the entire base erupted in praise both for our talented Mess 1^st Sergeant but also for our newest imp showing the start of his acceptance of Alpha Zulu.

 

Dale and Dwight took Jason to the Rec Hall and I swear the kid was a master at all of the video games. In the Laser Arena he was a dead accurate shot and continually scored 100% with his name added to the board of Master Shooters.

 

Dale and Dwight walked a very tired imp to his bed, tucked him in and kissed him goodnight. Tomorrow is another day, and we'll see you at Flag Raising. During the night, throughout the imps bunker you could hear sobs and the crying of distress. Everyone knew it was Jason and why but no one wanted to take the first step and attempt to help the young imp.

 

Finally, the senior imp that had escorted him around Fort Connor this afternoon, left his room and knocked softly at Jason's door. Entering he found a tearful imp unable to accept the trauma of losing his parents and not having any family. A wise Senior Imp lay on top of the covers and held Jason tight to his chest and assured him he would never be alone.

 

Finally, a tearful imp slept from exhaustion in the secure arms of a young man who would fall in love with this precious young imp. It became obvious regardless of the age difference they were inseparable. Jason made a fast adjustment to Fort Connor starting with his new friend informing him he had to visit Doc and accept his fate.

 

Doc is a wonderful man and the best man you can have if you ever get hurt. He'll just check you over and update your shot record. No one wants any imp here at Fort Connor to get sick or injured. I'll hold your hand and walk with you if you wish.

 

I looked out my window and saw Jason and the Senior Imp I had assigned the previous day walking hand in hand to medical and for Jason to accept his fate at being part of Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu. Jason would now be chipped and the ultimate in security would be his.

 

It was so much fun to watch Jason on "puppy duty" and his "big brother" made certain to have ample doggie treats to pay our furry mooch for his help. D&D put enough money in Jason's account he could spoil every Wolf War Dog at Fort Connor and still have plenty of money left to enjoy all the arcade games in our rec hall.

 

Our two imps were inseparable, when you saw one the other was never more than a few steps away. Jason needed the security, and his older friend was elated to have a little brother in his life. It became a regular nightly routine for the two of them to shower and then head to one of their bedrooms for the night. It quickly evolved that both imps were under the covers in each others naked arms. It wasn't anything sexual, just two young imps needing tactile security.

 

Jason's new friend was mighty embarrassed when he was asked why his penis was so hard and erect in the morning than it was when they showered at night. Jason's big brother answered the question the best he could but he wasn't ready to be the one to teach Jason about the "birds and the bees".

 

After a few times swimming in our pool (clothing optional) Jason was amazed at the size and diversity of what men had between their legs. Yes, it was now time for Sex Ed 101 and his big brother drew the "short straw".

 

As the two young men cuddled that night Jason learned about his body and the pleasures he can share with the special person in his life. It was a learning process that would take some intense conversation over many hours and many days. Jason couldn't get enough about this new part of his life.

 

The reports Dale and Dwight were receiving from the Chaplain assured them they had made the correct decision of placing Jason into the care of Alpha Zulu. The shock to both Dale and Dwight was when Jason's big brother invited him to spend Christmas with his family. After doing a quick security check on the parents, Dale and Dwight approved but they wanted to fly into Fort Connor and then fly both young imps to their holiday destination.

 

Dale and Dwight knew the look on the face of both imps. The imps didn't know it yet but regardless of the 8 year age difference, they were in love. It as Jason's first love and we all hoped it didn't end in a major fiasco.

 

The parents of Jason's friend greeted them warmly and welcomed him into their home and their family. The parents quickly learned the connection both young men shared because they were never more than a few feet away from each other. Jason's big brother had two more years he could spend at Fort Connor and then he'd be living at the Castle and attending school at Harvard. This was the only problem either parents saw in their future.

 

Toward the end of their vacation stay Dad asked his son if he would join him in his study. (A command performance with Dad is never a good sign!) Joining his father in his study "Dad" became a loving father.

 

Perhaps you are too close to the situation, but Jason is falling in love with you. This never shocked his son. Dad, that is wonderful news because I am falling in love with Jason. "And what happens when you leave for Harvard in two years and he has to stay at Fort Connor?" His son only smiled and commented we both would be having mighty calloused palms and one hell of a Skype bill. Dad gave up on the conversation.

 

Holding his son in his arms he assured him both he and his mother would always support him in any decision he made with his life and with his future. There are many ways Jason can be part of your life and whatever your decision just let us help you to make it your reality. Dad held his son's hands tightly and kissed his forehead. (He really did have two very special parents.)

 

Flying back to Fort Connor with Dale and Dwight they could see the love both men had. His big brother would always affirm to Jason how wonderful it is to have Dale and Dwight as parents. He so much wanted to tell Jason how much in love he was with him but didn't know if at his age he could comprehend love between two men.

 

As all of the Holiday celebrations came to a close, we were fast approaching Valentine day. Jason wanted to make this super special and he had a few soldier buddies who were willing to help him.

 

The night of Valentine Day this year would be memorable for both of our imps. As Jason led his big brother away from the imps bunker, they walked hand in hand to one of the VIP suites. His co-conspirators had it decked out with satin sheets, candles, soft music, fragrant flowers and the mess staff had a platter of every appetizer known to stimulate a man's libido.

 

Jason's big brother quickly realized what was on the agenda for tonight. He held Jason, kissed him and told him at his age it simply would cause too much pain. Jason proudly stated he was giving himself freely and however much it hurt, he would do it because he was in love. As a studious imp he hit the internet and quickly was astonished at all two men could do to pleasure each other. As Jason's small hands quickly unfastened the Velcro tabs on his big brother's BDUs, they fell to his ankles revealing all of his naked beauty.

 

Any resistance his big brother had went out the window when Jason's lips wrapped around the head of his cock and within seconds his balls erupted. Choking and gagging, cum running from his mouth and nose, he coughed until he could speak and only commented it was such a wonderful flavor. Time for us to take a shower, enjoy some finger food and then spend a night in bed we will always remember.