ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 042 – The Good Times and the Bad

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Adam Mann: Four Star General, 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: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Steven Goodman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Magnus Savage: Colonel, 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

"Jamie Bob" Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre

Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington

Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

"Jason Bob" Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)

Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance


 

Jason Allman: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

Matt Longdick: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

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

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

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

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

Yuuto Meat-Goodman Kinugasa: Adopted Son of Noah Meat-Goodman and Hayao Kinugasa

Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries

Juaquin "Jay" de Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez

Ariel "Ari" Rebel: Captain, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)

Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)

Hayao Kinugasa, Captain, U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman.)

Robert Manning, Captain, U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman.)

Robert Allen Gregory, Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army - Alpha Zulu 69

Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)

Steven Douglas Worthington: (aka S.D.) (Adopted sons of Robert Allen Gregory and R.A. Worthington)

Jamison Miller: Colonel, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security Program)

Frazer Sullivan: Colonel, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69 Program)

"Angus" (Name Classified): Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody by Alpha Zulu

Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)

Bob Jones: Colonel, U.S. Army (Adjutant to Base Commander Fort Connor)

Danny Henry: Lieutenant Colonel, U.S. Army (Chief of Staff to Base Commander Fort Connor)

Dillion Dwight: Colonel, U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor

 


 

I got up from my desk, secured the room and sat down next to my son. I held him tight, kissed him and told him I would always love him. I would always help him in any way possible. At that point we were both starting to tear up. "Dad, I have to make a confession to you and I hope you still love me and want me as your son after I'm done." "The men who fucked my ass... yes I did it for money to survive but sometimes I did it because it felt so good. I'm really a screwed up kid you adopted."

 

I knew how much guts it took for Andrew to share that intimate part of his life with me. It could have been so much better if it had been with someone his age and he learned through normal adolescent experimentation. He now associated the pleasure of anal sex with the rape by adult men. Nothing is further apart. The pleasure you found occasionally with anal sex is a normal part of intimacy between loving men. Apparently some of the men you had sex with actually cared about your pleasure. Sex between consenting men can be as enjoyable as sex with a consenting woman. We don't choose how our bodies are "wired" it is just us. If eventually you feel you need a man in your life to fulfill your future I'll welcome him into our family. If you feel you need a woman she'd be welcomed also. The choice is and always will be yours. I just ask if you ever have sex with anyone outside of Fort Connor you use protection. I also think it is time for you to have a long chat with Logan and please do it for me.

 

Jason and I don't care if you jack off every night. If you have oral or anal sex with a man on base, just don't be a tease and do what your heart commands. Don't do it for anyone other than yourself. And, please remember... for better or worse you'll never forget the first man or woman in your life you love. Your body is still growing and you haven't been fucked by anyone in over a couple of years. You are going to one very tight near virgin ass if you ever ask anyone to fuck you in the future.

 

I'll tell Jason to keep plenty of lube stocked in your night stand and believe me it sure beats friction burns on your cock. We've all been there and it is just part of growing up. I hope you know by now how much Jason and I love you and how much you mean to us as family. You and Jeremy are and always will be our sons. At that point we both were in tears. "What say we go and liberate some ice cream from the mess?" (My co-conspirator was in total agreement.)

 

By the end of their school years their instructors were amazed with their advancement and performance. We read glowing reports on their attitude and commitment to their lessons. Jason and I were impressed but we wanted our imps to have a normal childhood and that meant some pranks in their lives even if we were the recipients.

 

Billy Bob, Jamie and Jason were in total agreement they had to do something for Pa Vance to show how much they appreciated him as their father. They could afford to buy him anything but he wasn't into material items. They decided to get him a "Coon Dog Puppy" so both he and his four footed friend could know how much they were appreciated. The three brothers with an armed security detail took "Worthington Two" stopping to pick up the selected puppy and then driving from Wright Patterson to the Vance Property in West Virginia.

 

Pa Vance was elated to see his three sons walk into the house and even more shocked when they gave him their present saying how fortunate they were to have him as a father. Pa Vance was in tears both from the love of his sons and the wonderful gift they gave him. After a thorough "sniff and full body lick down from his big older "brother" the young pup was officially a member of the Vance Family. The Vance Brothers were totally committed to their partners in life but the security detail rotated shifts so each of them had many opportunities to enjoy the "scenery" from the barn hay loft. The brothers could only smile and remember the days when it was them screaming from the hay loft. There was always a long list of volunteers whenever a trip was necessary to the Vance Farm. Doc drew plenty of blood samples when the volunteers returned to Fort Connor and more than one soldier asked Doc to put him in "stirrups" and spray his ass which was still on fire. Doc knew this was a rite of passage for new soldiers visiting the Vance property. (Oh, to be young, foolish and always horny again... the fond memories of youth!)

 

The news of the day was a memo from SecDef that he was extending an invitation to a "meet and greet" with the Joint Chiefs and the Pentagon staff on Friday. I brought up Luke and asked if I could bring Jason and the kids and make a long weekend of it at the Penthouse. He was ready to kick me in the ass for even having to ask. Of course, no invitation is ever necessary. We arrived Thursday afternoon and bright and early Friday morning my Limo was at the Executive Entrance and I was whisked away for my official duties. I knew this was only the tip of the iceberg and more of these were in my future. After "meet and greet" sessions throughout the building which lasted into the evening I finally made my way back to the Penthouse and into the loving arms of my partner. Andrew and Jeremy hugged and kissed me and told me how much they missed me already. I sure hoped they were prepared when I had to take a multi-week trip abroad and couldn't take them with me.

 

Luke and John entered and commented they saw I survived. Yeah, but POTUS has a number of these scheduled around the country over the next few weeks. Just wait till you head to the foreign countries, you'll think you joined the Navy (... and see the world). Seems like history repeats itself and my first trip abroad was to the "Court of St. James" and with all the pomp and circumstance for which the British are known. (I'm now starting to understand the rationale behind my garish formal attire.) The Queen was most gracious and we seemed to talk endlessly about our children. It seemed to be proud parent to proud parent and not the public head of state. I had to admit to her I was new at the parent role and had much to learn. "Ah, that is the fun of being a parent!" as she smiled at me.

 

The motorcade to and from Buckingham Palace seemed like a major celebration and the street was lined with the public wanting to get a view of me. Of course, security would never let me do a "walkabout"... too dangerous for a person of my high profile in a foreign country. The British police would have a heart attack if I stepped out of the limo before I got back to the Ambassador's residence. Of course the Ambassador threw a formal reception for everyone in the diplomatic community who was on speaking terms with the United States. I learned quickly to smile and keep my mouth shut. (POTUS would be proud of me.) I have to admit my jeweled saber from Luke and John really was admired by every diplomat present. I swear a few even drooled over it. The British media really ate it up and the positive press had both the White House and the Pentagon raving for weeks. As for me, I wish I had smuggled in a big jug of Pa Vance's moonshine in my diplomatic luggage.

 

Compensating for the time difference I finally got to video conference with my family. I missed them and would be home soon if POTUS didn't change my itinerary. I wanted to stop at a few military bases before I came back and of course hit every hospital I could and meet the brave men who serve our country. I hoped and prayed I never met a soldier that had been accosted because of being gay. I was made well aware of what the three generals that proceeded me had been faced with and the action they had taken. I hoped I could do them honor if and when I faced the same challenge.

 

As I traveled to the different countries for POTUS it seemed like foreign militaries were much more comfortable with gay soldiers than American servicemen. I looked forward to visiting Israel and hopefully spending some quality time with Ari and the children. I hoped I wouldn't have to request it when I met privately with the Prime Minister but I wasn't leaving Israel till I met and saw they were still a happy family. That trip happened sooner than I had planned.

 

The Pentagon and the Israel Defense Force were butting heads over something trivial and POTUS hoped I could smooth the irritated feathers of our allied nation. I was so happy when Ari and the children were in the greeting line as I walked down the ramp of my plane. Uri did an "incoming" the minute he saw me. I wrapped my arms around this now nearly grown boy hugging him and kissing him without embarrassment to either of us. Ari smartly saluted and then we shook hands and hugged as old friends. The international press ate it up and it wasn't even planned. POTUS was ecstatic. Ari was assigned as my liaison for the duration of my visit.

 

When I finally got back to the United States there was a formal motorcade to the White House and a Q&A with POTUS and the White House Press Corp. I just keep telling myself that putting my foot in my mouth would leave a nasty taste. Let POTUS take the lead, just smile and nod. Eventually, the Press got smart and asked questions directly of me. I kept the answer short and non-committal. Finally, after drinks with POTUS in the Oval Office it was back to Andrews and a quiet flight in the Lear Jet to Fort Connor. It was 2200 hours when I arrive and still the entire base was out to greet their leader. Andrew and Jeremy were failing fast as they had been constantly watching everything they could find on TV about their dad. Jason was as proud as my two imps.

 

I thanked Colonel Allman and Colonel Longdick for all the extra work they put in to make our trip a success and now you two lovers get lost and I don't want to see you for at least 24 hours. I'm certain you can find something to keep yourselves occupied. With a "shit eating grin" on their faces they smartly saluted and said "THANK YOU SIR".

 

As Jason and I carried our two sleep deprived sons to the Land Rover we thanked everyone for all their hard work and we'd see them in the morning (Perhaps not for breakfast, my body was on a different time zone). As we tucked our sons in bed, kissed them goodnight and walked hand in hand with my lover to the bed we shared. I wrapped my arms around his beautiful naked body, laying my head on his shoulder and in the morning I realized I had fallen asleep before I could even think of making love to him. (Oh, I was never going to live this down.) The scream of INCOMMING brought me to full alert as Jeremy fortunately landed between us and was immediately wrapped in the arms of both of his fathers. Andrew was right behind him and asked if there was room for him also. As I excused myself to drain off my bladder he crawled under the covers with his brother and I joined the family when I returned. Nothing is better than quality family time with the man I love and the two children I cherish as much as I cherish life.

 

The mess staff knocked at our door and wheeled in brunch for four compliments of the Master Sergeant. We thanked them profusely and just the aroma of coffee gave me a new surge of energy. Brunch was fantastic but now it was time for all four of us to clean up, get dressed and make our public appearance around Fort Connor. After all, none of this was possible without them.

 

I learned that the majority of staff were in the mess watching the big screen as the international press was eating up my visits around the globe. The men were proud of what I was doing and I constantly told them it couldn't be possible without them behind me. I quietly thanked the Master Sergeant and told him the coffee this morning was a life saver as we walked through the mess. "With pleasure Sir!"

 

As we approached the firing range my two sons "double teamed" me asking when they could learn to shoot. Jason says it is up to you. (Thanks buddy?)! I looked at Jason and I knew I was going to be the villain if I said NO so back to history and parody. OK, guys... you can shoot if and when you can disassemble and then reassemble a Glock BLINDFOLDED. (Did that put a kink in their plans.) The same thing goes for the Uzi. I'll clear it with the Armory for someone to teach you and test you. If you accomplish it and I'm off base Jason has the authority to allow "live fire" with adult supervision. DEAL? (My sons knew it was the only deal on the table and they reluctantly agreed.) It wasn't surprising that every free minute after school and on weekends was spent at the armory working on the Glock pistol. When they finally could disassemble and reassemble it they were reminded they now had to do it blindfolded. I'm certain a few less than optimal thoughts rushed through their mind about their father. But, within a few weeks they even had that goal met and I approved them for supervised live fire. Now the challenge of the Uzi and I thought that was easier than the Glock. When both sons finally reached the end of their training I personally thanked the Armory staff for their patients and understanding working with my sons. My two sons were shocked when I gave them each a small frame 9mm Berretta which would be kept locked in the Armory for their supervised personal use. They had indeed learned their lessons well. The first thing they did was to disassemble and the reassemble their Berretta and then do it blindfolded. They were learning a valuable lesson I hoped they would never be forced in their life to use.

 

Andrew and Jeremy were surprised when Colonel Allman and Colonel Longdick met them as they left the school room Friday afternoon. "Go get what you need for the weekend and plan on spending it with the imps in their quarters. Your fathers need some `down time' for themselves." Andrew whispered to Jeremy "Our fathers need to have sex and they think they are fooling us". Both imps packed their backpacks and headed to the imps quarters. They knew and respected their fathers need for time alone. The Colonels met me as I walked to my quarters after work on Friday night and respectfully informed me I was under house arrest till retreat Sunday night. Your imps are well taken care of so don't make me post armed guards. I'm certain you two can find something to keep yourselves well occupied.

 

Jason looked at me when I walked in and simply asked: "You got the news"? "Yeah, we have created a pair of monsters in our Colonels and they need to remember I can still kick their asses down to privates." Jason laughed, walked over to me and dragged me off to the bedroom. He made me promise NO RETRIBUTION as he destroyed my ass before dinner was served. When Jason opened our bedroom side table he found a dozen tubes of lube and four tubes of Doc's super lube. The entire base was in on this conspiracy. As we collapsed from two long overdue orgasms we smiled at each other and said we had to figure out a way to thank those two out of control Colonels. But for right now, let's eat dinner before it gets cold so we have enough strength to enjoy the weekend. By Monday morning Doc's super lube wasn't enough and I hobbled up to Medical and admitted to Doc I had a wonderful weekend but I am sure paying the price. "You know the drill" as I crawled onto the table and put my legs in stirrups. As embarrassing a position as this is I knew relief would soon happen and then the infamous order from Doc: "NO SEX FOR SEVEN DAYS" Jason has no one to blame but himself. Our Colonels were simply avoiding me most of the day on Monday as I grimaced in my chair every time I moved my body. The entire base knew Jason destroyed my ass and that I enjoyed every minute of him doing it. At least Andrew and Jeremy were considerate enough to sit beside me and cuddle instead of jumping on my lap for a few days. It was then I realize even my young sons knew what Jason and I had been doing all weekend. There are no secrets at Fort Connor especially when it comes to our sex life.

 

One "base secret" remained and it was now time to make the new Base Commander aware he had at his disposal the most powerful weapon in the Arsenal of the United States: Connor Williams. I asked Logan and Hayao to fly in and meet with the two of us. We brought the conference room to a security lockdown and started the presentation to General Caruso. What we are about to tell you very few people on earth know and that includes POTUS, the White House and the Pentagon. You've read the reports of the major incursions we have had here at Fort Connor and you must have wondered why we didn't have greater fatalities. The Pentagon was on us each time to explain how we accomplished what we did with so few injuries and no fatalities. On your smart phone you'll now find an icon labeled "Connor". Connor is a first generation artificial life form designed to protect Fort Connor. He is voice activated and if you ever need him just press the icon on your phone and he'll walk through the walls to be with you. BE WARNED: If anyone makes a hostile move toward anyone on his primary protection list that person will have his atoms immediately disassembled. So, keep your hands on the table and don't make any sudden moves.

 

Hayao brought up Connor on his smartphone and introduced General Caruso. We spent the next few hours answering a barrage of questions General Caruso had and we assured him he would have more as the events of today started to become reality. Just remember the only people you can trust with this information are the ones you see in this room. If the Pentagon learns of him he'll be confiscated so fast he'll be gone before you can say goodby. He protects you, your men, Fort Connor and the imps. Don't ever lose that protection. Hayao stated they still didn't know why dogs could detect Connor even when he was invisible and why the men had intense wet dreams when he walked past them at night. Yes, the "Ghost of Fort Connor" did exist and he existed to protect everyone on base. Colonel Caruso thanked us for the briefing and calmly asked if we could adjourn to my quarters and break open a bottle of your 20 year old single malt. I assured him it could be arranged.

 

As Hayao lagged behind the group with me I turned to him and quietly asked why I had a Steven and Meat icon on my phone. It was news to him. Perhaps it was a message from beyond the grave only to be used in the most dire of emergencies. I knew they would always be with me but I didn't expect it to be meant literally. I hoped there would never be a time I had to consider using those icons.

 

Jason returned from walking the kids to their classroom, took my hand and led me back into the bedroom. Your ten days were up yesterday and today you are mine. I promise to be gentle but I love you, I want you and I need you. He kissed me passionately and I immediately felt my briefs filled with the copious amount of accumulated baby batter from the past ten days of sexual purgatory.

 

Jason smiled at me and simply said... that was the first but not the last now tell your Colonels you'll be late getting into the office today. For the next hour Jason made tender passionate love to me and when he fucked me it was like being a virgin on my honeymoon. I truly was in love with this man and he was a gift from heaven. I'm glad Meat and Steven made me take the detail to Pa Vance's even if it was a total conspiracy of everyone to get me laid. Jason is the man I will love forever.

 

Only Luke, Aiden and I knew how tender a lover the Vance boys could be and yet still be a walking fuck machine when called upon. We three were so lucky to have them in our lives and all because one young Vance joined the U.S. Army and got stationed at Alpha Zulu 69 base. What started as an unknown program was now on the lips of most enlisted men and officers in the United States Military.

 

One Saturday night after an evening with our sons and a popcorn and movie night, I was cuddling with Jason and simply commented I wish you had one more brother left unmarried. SD needs someone in his life would can handle his sex drive. If you think we three get horny you should meet our cousin. He is built like a stud mule and has a cock to match. There isn't a girl or guy in the county who will even consider having sex with him. I have to feel sorry for him being so alone. You and I need to do some serious matchmaking with Logan and Alex. It sounds like we have just found the perfect match for SD.

 

The next morning I got a video conference set up with Billy Bob and Jamie who thought their cousin would be a great match for SD's overabundance of hormones. But, how to get the two of them together. Getting SD to the hills of West Virginia would be like pulling teeth so I guess it is time to get the Vance's cousin a temporary pass to visit Fort Connor for a family reunion. SD never needed an invitation to visit Fort Connor and I knew coming from my son Andrew he would never turn it down. Billy Bob got in touch with his cousin and told him Jason was missing him terribly and would he visit if we sent him plane tickets. (What a no brainer!) Luke and Billy Bob picked him up at Dulles and a quick trip to the Worthington hangar and a direct flight to Fort Connor. The Cuz was kinda intimated at the armed guards meeting us when the jet landed but relaxed when they processed Luke and Billy Bob without incident. Colonel Allman greeting them with the Generals Compliments and asked if they would like to join us for lunch. They were whisked away in the Land Rover and was astonished at just the obvious workings around the base.

 

In the mess hall they were shocked this was the same food the men ate every day and how delicious it was. Luke commented they have cooked the same quality of food since I was an imp living here. I had the perfect way to match SD with our Vance Cousin. SD was arriving before evening retreat and he'd never turn down a meal in our mess. We then adjourned to our quarters and liberally applied Pa Vance's moonshine to SD and the Cuz. By the time it was dusk both of our victims were failing fast and I asked SD if he could walk our guest back to his VIP suite which was next to where he was staying. SD said with pleasure and the way he had been eyeing the young Vance all evening it didn't take a PhD is Psych to say SD had the hots for him. As they reached the door of our guest's VIP suite, SD held him, kissed him passionately and told him he liked him a lot and wanted to know him much better. (For SD this was an accomplishment in foreplay, normally he'd just rip the poor guys clothes off and jump his bones.) As he was guiding SD into his guest suite he warned him they would probably be a poor match. No one ever wanted to have sex with him. As SD kissed him passionately and the erection between his legs become so obscene he couldn't last any longer, dropping to his knees and taking his victims pants and briefs to his ankles on the way down. SD made an audible GASP as he saw the monster hanging between the legs in front of him. It was thicker than his arm and hung lower than the kids knees. SD brain was in pheromone overdrive. His new friend held him tight and said he was used to men and women being turned off by what he had between his legs. SD looked him in the eyes and said the only way he'd be turned off if he didn't fuck his lights out tonight.

 

I don't know who dragged who to bed that night but the screams emanating from their suite brought a call from security to me before midnight. I assured security everything was fine but we may need to send out a rescue party if they don't show up for breakfast.

 

SD found out quickly the merits of a hillbilly fuck and our young Vance guest found a man who craved every inch he had between his legs and the hardest fuck he could deliver. It was a match made in heaven even if the screams sounded like they were from hell. After a few more reports from Security during the night Jason and I figured we better stop by to check and see if Doc had to do an autopsy this morning. Nope, they were both alive although I had never seen SD look so destroyed in my life. He simply looked at me and asked if everyone would please help him to medical. He needed Doc bad.

 

Our young Vance felt terrible and Jason only assured him SD was heads over heels in love with him. Just let Doc numb him up some so he can walk again and he'll be back asking you to never leave him. We all know our SD and this is the first and only time in his life he has met his match. His brain may not yet know he is in love but his body sure does.

 

As we helped SD into Doc's exam room Doc simply asked what the problem was. SD admitted he had met his match and got his ass destroyed last night. Doc snickered and told him the entire base heard you last night, that isn't news to any of us. SD had no embarrassment he simply said it was wonderful but his ass felt like hot coals had been shoved up it.

 

Doc put him on the exam table and in stirrups, opened his rectum with his speculum and told SD his ass was the most bruised tissue he had ever seen in his life. What shape is the other guy in. SD candidly admitted you wouldn't believe the shape of the other guy if I told you. Doc broke out a fresh can of numbing spray and used the entire can to coat SD's rectum eliminating the pain. Doc wanted to see him back in 24 hours and he would have a better idea of when he could have sex again. But, nothing till I let you back in the saddle. Your sex life is grounded till further notice. SD simply said: "THANKS DOC"!

 

SD hobbled back to the guest suite unassisted only to find his young friend in tears for causing him so much pain. He looked into his beautiful eyes and kissed him passionately. Doc won't let me have sex for a while but I sure do want to know more about you. You may have destroyed my ass last night but I think you have stolen my heart and I don't want it back. I hope we can have a future together and over time you'll believe how much you mean to me. It took SD getting his ass literally destroyed to learn there can be love and sex but sex alone doesn't fill the need we have for love. Yes, we conspirators felt great and we knew by the time SD could walk enough to return to Camp Phoenix our young Vance would be joining him as part of the Worthington extended family.

 

When SD returned to see Doc the next day our young Vance accompanied him and held his hand as Doc once again visually inspected the bruised tissue of his ass. Doc was candid that it was going to be a good two weeks before his muscles would be able to enjoy good anal sex. Could I see the equipment that inflicted this damage. A blushing modest young Vance dropped his pants to Doc's amazement. Doc commented he now understood why all the screaming from the guest suite all night. You are lucky I'm not sewing your ass back together.

 

SD was candid with Doc and embarrassed his young friend when SD freely admitted he was in love and how could the two of them enjoy anal sex. Doc's first recommendation was not to set a worlds record on you first night together. Normally I'd tell you to use plenty of lube but in your case I'd suggest two full tubes of lube up your ass and then gently work it deep in. Don't try for a marathon session, work into it gently and let pain be your guide. In two to three months you'll be able to handle every inch and the hardest fuck you two want to share. Just listen to your body SD and when the pain starts it is time to back off and try again later. You are blessed with a wonderful gift in your partner and anything I can do to help the two of you I'm as close as your com. I'd rather have you ask first than have to repair the damage after the fact. Doc helped him from the table, held him tight and whispered in his ear: "I think my little nymphomaniac finally has the man in his life he has been searching for all these years". Now go get something to eat, you can't live on love alone and for the next two weeks you can't even snack on love.

 

SD notified his office he was taking a week of sick leave, he had "fallen off his horse" during his weekend get-a-way which wasn't much of a falsehood. Luke and Billy Bob joined them at Camp Phoenix and had a great mini family reunion. Billy Bob called Pa Vance and told him to inform his brother than Cousin George would be having an extended vacation at Camp Phoenix and probably there would be nuptials in their future. Pa Vance knew the conspiracy had been successful and he was happy for this young member of the Vance Clan.

 

By the end of summer the reports we were getting from Camp Phoenix was the lovers barely left their room from the time SD got home on Thursday nights till he went back to work on Monday... or better said hobbled back to work on Monday. Yes, nuptials were in the air and I guess my size 12 boot was necessary to put our two lovers on the trail to matrimony. I invited the pair to be my guest for the weekend at Fort Connor and the two gladly accepted. It was a "welcome home" moment for SD and George was always anxious to spend time with Jason. After dinner I excused our sons for the evening and suggested they take in the arcade games at the rec hall. Our guilty lovers knew they were on the agenda for the evening. As soon as Andrew and Jeremy closed the door behind themselves I turned to SD and said: "This is your friend speaking"... "are you two in lover or are you just using him to get your rocks off"? SD really was shocked and said he had asked George to be his partner but he had refused. OK, Jason's turn: He turned to George and asked the same question. George turned to him and said you know how mountain families feel about men getting married to men. It is ok to fuck a guy but to marry him. My family would kick me out. Do you really care what they think. Do you love SD, do you want to spend the rest of your life jacking off every night... you have the most available man in the country asking you to marry him and you are just a dumb hillbilly to tell him NO!

 

Shock reality does help at times and George turned to SD and asked if he still wanted him as his partner for life. SD held George, kissed him passionately and told him he had never changed his mind since the first time he asked him. If your family is dumb enough to never want you as part of their lives there are 200 big brothers of mine out there that will adopt you any day of the week.

 

Why don't the two of you walk down to the chapel and see what hoops the Chaplain is going to make you jump through before he will marry you and don't even think about getting married anywhere else. I have 200 armed men that will stand with me behind that statement.

 

SD turned to George and simply told him "You heard the General, we better obey before he calls security." With big smiles on their faces they headed toward the chapel and the destiny of their lives. Surprisingly, George's parents moderated their feelings toward him being married to a man after they learned all Pa Vance's boys had done for him being married into the Worthington Clan. George knew he was in love with SD and George had no doubt his parents were in love with SD's money. George knew which was the best for him and his future and SD was the winner without any consideration. George would never use SD for the monetary gain of his parents. The entire base celebrated the partnership of these two young men and I doubted if it would be very long before there would be a new "SD in training" residing at Fort Connor.

 

I was just starting out on a long overseas junket for POTUS when the pilots advised I had an emergency message from Fort Connor. It was Jason saying Jeremy was sick and Doc had no idea of what it was or how to treat it. He was on a medivac to the closest children's trauma center. As soon as Doc had the details your pilots will be rerouted and transportation arranged. Right now, they are just turning around and heading back toward Andrews. I could feel the plane bank as I heard the words. To say I was terrified was an understatement and the fact it stumped Doc really had be scared to death. I couldn't start to imagine the fear that Andrew and Jason were experiencing. POTUS had the State Department notify all the countries I was to have visited and the trip would be rescheduled as soon as it could be arranged.

 

I was relieved to learn the trauma center they had taken Jeremy was part of an Air Force base with a long enough runway to land this behemoth of a plane. The Commanding General met me at the ramp of the plane and escorted by MP with lights and sirens screaming we made a record trip across the base to the hospital. Jason was a basket case and the doctors still had no idea of what was causing the problem with Jeremy. His body temps was so hot he was literally cooking his brain and their first concern was to reduce his temperature. Andrew was exhausted from crying and Jason wasn't doing much better. I turned to the head of the hospital and told him tell me what specialists you need and he'll be in a jet before he can finish a cup of coffee. They had no idea of who or what to suggest. Luke and Logan said they would be up and available if I needed anything until Jeremy was out of the woods. POTUS assured them not to hesitate if he could help. I had never felt more helpless in my life.

 

I held Andrew in my arms and told him if he had anything to tell me about his brother now was the time. He was dying and the doctors needed some idea of what might be causing it. No one was going to be punished we only wanted to help his brother. Through his tears he said he should have told Doc earlier but Jeremy begged him to keep quiet. Jeremy had found a baby bird on the ground and when he want to pick it up something bite him. He had been getting sicker each day since that happened to the point he is right now.

 

OK, the doctors had a starting point and started looking at every inch of his hands under a microscope to see if they could find any indication of a bit or sting. They located what appeared to be the point of entrance but they were baffled as to what caused it. I contacted Luke and Logan on my com and told them I needed an expert in the field of snakes and stinging insects on a jet and here YESTERDAY! Let me know their ETA and I'll have an escort waiting for them as the exit the plane.

 

The doctors were attempting to keep him cool and monitor his fluid levels without shutting down his kidneys. It was a delicate balance but I knew I had good trauma physicians or Doc wouldn't have sent Jeremy here. It was only a few hours and a group of grumbling physicians entered the hospital asking who in the hell could pull them out of bed in the middle of the night, toss them in the back seat of a jet and not even explain why. After they saw the stars on my shoulders they realized who I worked for and who pulled them out of bed in the middle of the night. They quickly quieted down and asked how they could help. I have one very sick child and the doctors here need your expertise. Please help save my sons life.

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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