ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 231 – Puberty

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

Aaron Munro – Ward of Shawn Walsh and Roberrt Berrill

Aiden Walsh-Johnston – Adopted son of Shawn Walsh and Stephen Johnston

Akihiko Ito – Lover and future partner of Tokugawa Kinugasa

Bhanubhakta Gurung – AKA "BG" Gurkha on assignment to Fort Connor by the British Ministry of Defense

Billy Landry-Mendez – Adopted son of Ricardo Mendez and Rod Landry

Caleb King – Partner and lover of Thomas Worthington

Daiki – Crown Prince and Heir to the Chrysanthemum Throne

Gloria Angelus Worthington – Biological daughter of John Worthington III

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

Johann Emmanuel - Adopted son of Cardinal Dominic

John Michael Worthington – Biological Son of Gloria Angelus Worthington

John Landry-Mendez – Adopted son of Ricardo Mendez and Rod Landry

Kichōna Mono Hashimoto – Grandson of the head of the Japanese Yakuza

Luke Michael Worthington – Biological Son of Gloria Angelus Worthington

Melech Leib – Adopted son of Uri Leib and younger brother of Michael Leib

Omoikane Kinugasa Ito – Adopted son of Tokugawa Kinugasa and Akihiko Ito

Omoikane Ryujin Hashimoto – Partner and lover of Tony Worthington

Ricardo Mendez – Six Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu Administration

Ricardo Mendez, Jr. (Junior) – Son of Colonel Ricardo Mendez

Rod Landry – Six Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu Tatical

Richard Rod Landry-Mendez – Adopted son of Ricardo Mendez and Rod Landry

Robert Berrill – Six Star General – (Commanding General of Alpha Zulu – Administration)

Shawn Walsh – Six Star General – (Commanding General of Alpha Zulu – Tactical)

Soshi Sato – Captain, Imperial Japanese Marines & Protector of Tokugawa Akihiko Kinugasa Ito

Stephen Johnston – 5 Star General – Medical Director of Alpha Zulu

Tokugawa Akihiko Kinugasa Ito – aka TAKI - Adopted son of Omoikane Kinugasa Ito and Ricardo Mendez Jr.

Tokugawa Yoshimune Meat-Goodman Kinugasa - Colonel – U.S. Army – Head of Worthington R&D

 

"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)

 

 

It has been an interesting year! We have faced a few attempted incursions but between the new defenses Omoikane installed when we upgraded Fort Connor and the new protective Dome he installed, I'm terrified the men will start feeling like I do with the apathy of being TOO SAFE!

 

Rod and I never wish for an attack or anything that endangers the lives of our men and our imps. But, apathy is difficult to fight and at the moment a good "disaster" would improve the attitude of our men.

 

On the personal side of our lives, John had hit full grown puberty and listening to his squeaky voice it is difficult not to laugh at him. He is having his growth spurt and we fathers need to talk with Mama Bear and see if she will lend us her personal shopper for an afternoon. John literally is growing out of his clothes.

 

Every single unattached soldier of Alpha Zulu has the hots and a hardon for our son and frankly neither Rod nor I can blame them. John is going to be a hot catch for whatever imp or girl he decides to get serious with. I hear through the camp grapevine John's mouth is rated 10 out of 10 and his ass is still virgin. I know our son will make the right decision when he decides to offer his virginity to the right person.

 

I have an all-day meeting with Luke and the Worthington Brain Trust tomorrow starting at 0800 hours and lasting most of the day. I've asked Mama Bear if Rod and John can borrow the Penthouse and her personal shopper for the day. Mama Bear reminded me in vernacular that a Command Sergeant Major could understand clearly that I never have to ask. (Well, Doc won't have to do a prostate exam this year.)

 

John wasn't a happy camper when I told him we were having a 0500 hour breakfast tomorrow and flying out immediately afterwards and would be gone most of the day. John went off muttering he was asking POTUS to make Fort Connor the first nude Army base in the United States Military. When I told POTUS that comment later in the month he only smiled at Rod and me and confirmed to us our son was definitely going through puberty. Rod and I reminded him it won't be long, and you can have the wonderful experience. (POTUS no longer had a smile on his face.)

 

Later in our discussion POTUS commented to us he and his partner had decided to send their son to Fort Connor both for the security and for the wise counsel of you two Generals who have experience in helping a teenager deal with puberty.

 

"You wouldn't?" -- YES WE ARE!!!

 

And, don't even think about retirement. We still are at a state of war and retirement could be construed as desertion in battle with the enemy. I'd hate to have to convene a court martial for you two. (Damn, is POTUS playing hard ball!)

 

When I told John, we would shortly be having another "PJ" residing at Fort Connor he was elated. Our son asked us what we thought about PJ living with us in our billet or John and he could share a room in the imp's bunker.

 

Is there something you would like to tell your fathers? A very embarrassed and blushing son had to make an effort to force every word out of his mouth. "Dads, I like him very much. I don't know if the feeling is mutual."

 

Rod held my hand tight and whispered in my ear for me to "Cool my jets"! This is John's first love, and he sure could do worse than PJ.

 

I turned to John and with a smile on my face told him to talk it over with PJ and whatever the two of them decide I'd try to make it happen. A smiling John ran into our arms, wrapped his arms around our necks and gave his fathers and abundance of hugs and kisses.

 

I hope our son never feels he is too old to kiss his `ole man. I know Rod and I cherish each and every time our son so honors us. The only time I have evil thoughts about John is when he misses his trajectory jumping into bed the days we can sleep in. When I request "Breakfast in bed" from the Mess staff with a "large bag of ice" ... the entire base knows what John has done.

 

The men of Alpha Zulu who have children really can empathize and many of the single men have had similar situations with younger brothers or family members. Between a knee ending up impacting one's testicles or picking up a young imp and have a kicking foot impact them it is a tossup which causes the most pain. The part of being a man no one ever warns one about.

 

I now know why my father chuckled when Junior put me on the sexually disabled list too many times while he was growing up. And now I get to experience it all over again. Fortunately, this time around my reflexes are faster and most of the time I can protect the family jewels prior to impact. It still is an adrenalin rush to hear INCOMMING as I awake suddenly from a deep sleep. But John wrapping his arms around our necks and smothering us with kisses makes it a memory to last for all eternity.

 

When our friendly tailor arrived at the Penthouse to take the measurements for John's suits... When John stripped down to his "tighty whities" Rod blushed seeing the large mass between the legs of our son. When John ordered "bikini briefs" Rod whispered in John's ear that from his experience Boxer Briefs give far petter protection to the Family Jewels. An embarrassed John changed his order.

 

The personal shopper would be back at 1600 hours for John to try on the purchases both for the fitting and for his personal taste.

 

There were times we thought we would need to fly back to Fort Connor in Alpha Zulu Actual considering all the purchases made for John. The storage compartment in our Lear Jet barely held the purchases and maintenance wasn't happy to see us return from a shopping trip to kit out John and the large number of packages they would need to transport to our quarters.

 

Rod and I were just happy to return to Fort Connor with John not experiencing any attacks or threats against us or our son.

 

Little did we know (no pun intended) that my grandson would be one of the most challenging imps ever to reside at Fort Connor. As Omoikane was busy working on projects at Worthington's Junior was the dedicated stay-at-home dad and he loved being the primary care giver for their new son. When it was time to finalize the adoption Omoikane and Junior surprised the family when they had their son's name changed to: "Tokugawa Akihiko Kinugasa Ito" who his family and close friends called "TAKI".

 

Junior was bursting at the seams when he informed his family that Taki school scores tested higher than his father, grandfathers and great grandfathers. Taki was destined for Harvard and MIT and would definitely be responsible for saving countless lives of soldiers not yet born.

 

Omoikane and Junior took the responsibility of raising such a special child with exceptional seriousness. They loved the little imp and never wanted any harm to come to him. The loss of Taki would equate out to the lives of thousands of our men and women in uniform of the 22^nd century military.

 

Taki was proving to be smarter than his father Omoikane. Omoikane knew the feeling of being the smartest person in class and be an outcast to peers who would always be older than him in school. Omoikane could relate to the need of his son but had no idea of how to help him though this difficult time in his life.

 

Taki graduated high school at age 8, a double major in college by age 11 and held two earned PhD's by the age of 14. He may be the smartest imp in any college class, but he still was an innocent virgin.

 

Taki loved visiting his grandfathers at Fort Connor and the men of Alpha Zulu loved having him on base. Whereas Omoikane and Junior only had 400 soldiers on base to spoil them, Taki had over 1,000 and everyone cherished the time Taki spent with them.

 

The one exception being, like his father no one would get in the ring with him. His little hands were lethal weapons and like his fathers had the mantra: "Take NO prisoners"!

 

Adela was soon to be a senior war dog and up for retirement. She still was smart enough to pick up Taki in her mouth and trot off to the Mess Hall where the staff always had two bowls of vanilla ice cream and hot fudge sauce. One for Taki and one for Adela. Adela was going to love her Senior status and her retirement just so there was an ample supply of vanilla ice cream and hot fudge available.

 

John's and Taki's birthdays were fast approaching, and Mama Bear decided to throw one birthday party at the Penthouse for both of her special little imps. Party invitations were sent out and even POTUS knew attendance was mandatory!

 

It truly was a festive celebration of the Worthington Extended Family. John wasn't concerned what he might receive for birthday presents. He knew anything he really needed his fathers would provide for him. Taki was still young enough to really enjoy the birthday festivities. As the presents were being open John acknowledged his gifts and quietly thanked his family members afterwards.

 

Taki was one spoiled imp materially and virtually lacked for nothing. If his fathers weren't spoiling him then his grandfathers were and on top of that was Mama Bear who claimed her right as head of the Worthington Extended Family to spoil the little imp any way she pleased.

 

We all knew challenging Mama Bear was an effort in futility and destined to fail!

 

When the final present was given to Taki to open, he tore away the paper and then had a look of joyous surprise on his face as he reached in and shared with all of us a precious little girl Wolf War Dog. As if we adults never learn, the loudness of our congratulations startled our little girl who in turned peed down the front of Taki. He held and cuddled her and told her not to mind anyone harassing her. He would love her always.

 

Adela accepted the new pup as one of her own and definitely was maternal when it came to potty training the little pup. Taki loved sleeping in bed with the new pup nestled between him and Adela. We adults smiled and wondered what sleeping arrangements would be made when the new addition reached adulthood and was 60+ pounds, the same size as Adela. It would be Taki sleeping between the two of them. At least we adults knew no harm would come to our precious imp when his four-legged friends were on guard duty.

 

John and PJ were fast becoming the terrors of Fort Connor. When the Command Sergeant Major came to me and asked for assistance... Hanging the two imps from the flagpole or from our Welcome Sign has had no effect on them. If anything, it has encouraged them to do more pranks.

 

The two imps haven't hurt anyone or destroyed any property but if one more soldier ends up sitting down to meditate and having cling wrap on his ass I doubt if I will be able to keep him and his buddies from going "imp hunting".

 

Thanking the Command Sergeant Major for bringing this to our attention. We would give the problem our immediate attention. Asking Rod to join me in my office... sharing with him the conversation I had just completed with the Command Sergeant Major; we both know what has to be done. Let's be home in our quarters when the imps are out of class at 1530 hours, confront the imps and give them a chance to plead their case before we render our verdict and judgement.

 

As two out of control imps came racing into our home, we Generals issued the command to FREEZE! Come over here and just stand at attention and listen. You two out of control imps don't realize that soldiers have a breaking point when it comes to your pranks. Apparently, being run up the flagpole at dawn has had little effect so both as your fathers and/or Commanding Generals deem more drastic action is required to motivate you to be more considerate of others.

 

The information provided to us Generals today show an ongoing and escalation of pranks that cannot and will not be tolerated. You now have the chance to explain yourselves and plead your case before we render judgement and punishment.

 

Two imps stood before us in tears not saying a word. "It is the determination of us both as your fathers and as your Commanding Generals that more intense motivation is required for you to understand your actions do have serious repercussions. And FYI... PJ, POTUS has been advised of our action today and has refused to grant you a Presidential Pardon.

 

Rod took PJ and I took John and immediately their BDUs were around their ankles, and they were bent over our knees. The sounds of two imps screaming simultaneously as we rendered punishment of ten hard whacks with the palm of our hands on their bare bums. There tears were real as were their screams.

 

PLEASE DON'T MAKE US DO THIS AGAIN!

 

Two sobbing imps hobbled off to their bedroom and we knew they would be sleeping on their stomachs for a few days. As John and PJ limped to retreat and then to the mess hall, not a man said a word to them or harassed them. Everyone on base knew what had happened and they hoped our two imps had learned their lesson.

 

Omoikane and Junior asked Mama Bear if she had some free time to meet with them. Being advised everyone has deserted her in the Penthouse, so she would appreciate some company. Mama Bear ordered a seafood salad buffet for lunch, and we can have a casual chat while we eat.

 

Omoikane started telling Mama Bear both of us fathers are concerned about Taki. He will graduate high school within a year and then he faces Harvard and MIT. Omoikane shared how difficult it was for him to fit in with the students who were 10-15 years older than he was when he attended Harvard. I survived by helping many of them with their science and math studies. But it definitely wasn't the enjoyable four-year transition from teenager to adult everyone expected.

 

Plus, we know Taki will be a security risk considering his intelligence and his dedication to continue our work with Worthington Industries. How do we allow our son to have an enjoyable time in college and still provide him with protection?

 

Mama Bear smiled and only commented if we two fathers were taking a roundabout way of asking for a Protector for your son, it is already in the works. We should have the finalists ready for personal interviews by the end of next week.

 

Taki had made frequent trips to Fort Connor with his fathers to spend time with his grandfathers. He loved being spoiled by the men of Alpha Zulu and always harassed his fathers and grandfathers their cooking should be as good as what the Mess served to the soldiers.

 

(Keep complaining about the cooking you receive at home, and we'll start putting out MREs for you to enjoy at Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner.)

 

Of course, we Grandfathers had to throw gas on the fire and tell our grandson he could always ask Mama Bear for a favor and spend weekends with her and eat the Marriott cooking.

 

Both Rod and I had to smile when Taki told us: "No thank you grandfather, the cooking here at Fort Connor is better than at the Marriott." (If the Marriott Chef ever hears about that comment, it will be the end of my source for Raspberry Cheesecake!)

 

Omoikane and Junior just hugged their precious imp and told him they doubted if he would ever go starving. "This little imp puts away more food at a meal than even our Wolf War Dogs!"

 

Mama Bear would make certain the protector selected for Taki was indeed the "Best of the Best". When our HR Dream Team gave her information on the top 20 individuals, they would consider for being Taki's protector... Mama Bear spent long hours every night in bed reviewing the files on each and every man. Finally, after spending 10 days reviewing files, she asked our HR Dream Team to have five of the men given a TDA to Washington and have them billeted at the Marriott one floor below the Penthouse.

 

It is impossible to keep a secret for long considering the Fort Connor grapevine and he imp mafia. The same day Mama Bear gave our HR Dream Team the name of the five soldiers she had selected she was shocked to hear a voice out of the past, a little imp by the name of Hikaru now living in Tokyo.

 

"Sorry, it has been so long Mama Bear but the gig as "Regent" really took far more hours than I ever thought possible. My sources tell me you are looking for a protector. I'd like you to consider a soldier I'm sending to Washington. He should be arriving at Dulles tonight on a diplomatic passport. This is the man I would choose if he was the protector of my son. Just put him in the mix and see how he does with the others you have selected. He will be staying with the Japanese Ambassador so just let the Embassy know when you want to meet with him. I wish I could have found another BG for you, but BG is a one of a kind. All I ask is you give the man a chance. We all know how important selecting the right protector will be for the future of the U.S. Military as well as Worthington Industries. His military record is in your IN box."

 

"I hear my partner has finally made it home tonight and food isn't the only thing on the agenda... so if you'll excuse me... you know how to reach me if you need anything. Many thanks Gloria!"

 

Mama Bear opened her personal Email and printed out the military file on the soldier Hikaru was recommending. 10 year is Japanese Marine Special Forces, promoted up the ranks to Captain, holds a black belt in five different martial arts, shoots expert with every firearm he has ever used, awarded high military awards for his classified actions and was one hot looking stud of a man. Gloria was impressed with Hikaru's selection.

 

Gloria decided to interview this candidate in a most unorthodox way. Inviting Tokugawa, Akihiko, Omoikane, Junior, Rod, Ricardo and Taki to a social event in the Penthouse to honor our new representative of the Emperor of Japan. It was a relaxed social evening, and the conversation was fluid between the guests present. Gloria was indeed impressed.

 

With five candidates waiting to be interviewed, Gloria had to give equal consideration to the individuals selected by our HR Dream Team. They were indeed impressive individuals but the best fit for being the protector of Taki was our Japanese Marine Special Ops soldier submitted by Hikaru. Thanking the American candidates for the protector's position Gloria invited them to spend a few days in Washington and enjoy the sites as we make our final decision. The poor soldiers didn't even know what decision would be made or for what! They were intelligent enough to Google Worthington Industries and Gloria Worthington to know the power this woman held in business and politics.

 

Time for a family meeting and to read in POTUS. We all knew whoever was selected, POTUS would need to approve the protector knowing how important Taki would be to the future of Worthington Industries and to the United States Military.

 

The family was indeed as impressed with the man selected by Hikaru and considering the track record of selecting BG as a protector... they had trust in the judgement of Hikaru.

 

OK, time for Ricardo, Rod and Gloria to read in POTUS and get his blessing. Then to admit to the man selected the full ramifications of being a protector. If he then agreed to the assignment, he would need to face a one on one with POTUS. That alone should have the poor guy shaking in his boots. Considering he had already faced Hikaru and the Emperor when he received this assignment, we were pleasantly surprised he had no fear of facing POTUS.

 

Gloria waited outside of the Oval Office as our guest entered for his one on one with POTUS. He bowed in respect and POTUS returned the bow correctly and then offered his hand in friendship. For over two hours POTUS discussed every facet of the man's life and career before he asked Gloria to join them.

 

POTUS had to admit Hikaru has an enate ability to select the right man for the job every time. This candidate will make the perfect addition to Alpha Zulu and should be a great friend and protector for Taki. Send the five other candidates back to their unit but save their files for future use. Our HR Dream Team spent hundreds of man hours selecting these men so let us not waste their efforts.

 

Get our new addition kitted out by our Friendly Tailor and then I'll host a private reception for our Brain Trust and announce the new addition to Alpha Zulu. Hopefully, Taki will be the one who asks for this hot hunk of a Japanese Marine to be assigned as his protector.

 

Soshi Sato was containing his excitement of facing this new assignment. He hoped he could be a friend to Taki as well as his protector. At the reception given by POTUS, Soshi was introduced as a visiting dignitary of the Emperor of Japan and would be spending the summer getting orientated to the uniqueness of Fort Connor. We grandfathers knew Mama Bear had made the right selection when Taki quietly asked if he could spend the summer with us at Fort Connor.

 

Soshi indeed was a remarkable soldier and personable individual. He qualified with our firearms on the first day and even tied the top score Taki held in our Laser Tag practice program. He was the first soldier of record to survive the first round in the ring with Taki, something no one of Alpha Zulu had done with Taki or his father Omoikane.

 

The men of Alpha Zulu threw a high school graduation party for Taki knowing he would within weeks be moving to the Castle and be enrolled in his undergraduate work at Harvard. Within three years he would have a double master's degree and on his way to MIT to finish his studies and to be awarded a double PhD.

 

After the celebration, the family gathered in our Mini Mansion Great Room and Taki knew something special was to happen. As Taki sat between his two grandfathers, we asked him how he would enjoy Soshi being his protector while he was enrolled in Harvard and then MIT.

 

No words were spoken as the little imp ran and jumped into the air ending with his arms around the neck of Soshi and smothering his with kisses.

 

Turning and quietly talking with Omoikane and Junior I commented we all owed Mama Bear a big debt of gratitude and I'll never understand with the size of this conspiracy how it was ever kept from your young genius who we all love.

 

We Generals were past due for a visit and inspection of the Castle, so we invited Taki and Soshi to join us as we flew to Boston on Alpha Zulu Actual with a larger than normal security detail. We actually had a dual purpose. The two Colonels who had excelled being the commanders responsible for the future brain trust of our country were overdue to receive their first star. It truly was an honor for Rod and me to be the ones to share the good news with the men of the Castle and to give their leaders their Commissioning Oath as Brigadier Generals.

 

Even the staff of the Admissions Office at Harvard were shocked to see a twelve-year-old imp registering for classes. It took the President of Harvard to confirm that indeed Taki had been admitted as a Freshman at Harvard. We were so proud when three years later Taki received his two master's degrees and graduated at the head of his class. So long as we can protect this precious imp, the future of Worthington Industries and the safety of our Military... we will surmount any challenge.

 

Returning to the Castle, the men of Alpha Zulu stationed there threw a big party to congratulate all of the graduates but especially Taki who had spent so many hours helping the men individually with their studies so they could advance in grade.

 

Taki would be spending another two years at the Castle as he finished his PhD curriculum at MIT. As Taki returned to his room with Soshi that night the little imp threw his arms around his protector, kissed him and admitted he was in love with his protector.

 

We sure hoped his fathers and grandfathers were ready when Taki broke the news to them he would be spending his summer break with Rod and Me at Fort Connor so Soshi and he could complete their premarital counseling with the Chaplain.

 

When Mama Bear heard the news she only commented: "That damn little matchmaker in Tokyo strikes again!"

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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