ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 043 – The Bad Times Come in Three Also
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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
The trauma doctors were doing everything possible to cool down Jeremy and protect his brain cells but nothing seemed to solve the problem. Jeremy was a strong boy and his body was fighting to survive. Finally one of the specialists looked at the cross section slides and the blood sample smears and announced he knew what had happened.
Recently a new (previously unknown) insect had been found in the Amazon which was highly poisonous to humans. It had the stealth of a spider combined with the venom of a rattlesnake and cobra. The only reason Jeremy is alive is it didn't fully puncture the skin and inject a full load of venom. He was on a committee of consultants for the CDC (Center for Disease Control) to develop an anti-toxin for its bite. Give me a phone and I'll see what I can do to get the CDC to help us. Within minutes OPS had the head of the CDC online conferenced with POTUS. POTUS ordered the Anti-Venom they were testing and the head of the testing program on a jet immediately and transported to our location. Before the head of the program could hang up the phone from the CDC director armed Military Police were at her door giving her a escort to the CDC to pick up the Anti-Venon and headed to the airport and a waiting jet for immediate takeoff. The Air Traffic Control was informed this was a "Mercy Flight" and to give it clearance for any and all airspace. A very shocked doctor still in flight gear entered the hospital and immediately started to consult with the doctors treating my son.
I was advised the anti-toxin was still being developed and they couldn't promise what would happen if it was given to a human subject. The trauma specialists added Jeremy wouldn't last the night in his current condition. What choice was there, I authorized the treatment with the experimental anti-toxin.
The minutes seemed like hours as the clock ticked away... finally after a wait of over six hours the doctors announced Jeremy's fever had broken but he still wasn't out of the woods. The next 48 hours would tell the story but they were hopeful for the first time in treating him. His kidney function was reduced but still adequate so everyone was hopeful for no long term damage.
For the first time in hours I felt some relief throughout my body as Jason, Andrew and I walked back to the lounge to collapse and rest. As we approached the lounge the MP stationed there seemed to be acting oddly and my "spidie sense" started to tingle. As he reached for his service pistol I yelled GUN the Colonels immediately pushed Jason and Andrew to the floor and covered them with their bodies. I saw the flash of the gun and felt burning in my chest as I lost consciousness. I was enveloped in a glowing white aura with Meat and Steven. They held my hand as they told me it wasn't yet my time to join them and I had to return, I still had work to do. My brain returned to "time and space" as I screamed at the pain enveloping my chest.
Doctors were working frantically and finally they sedated me so they could do their job. My body armor prevented the bullet from entering my body but I still ended up with three broken ribs, a punctured lung and spleen. My security detail neutralized the assassin as he spewed forth obscenities about "fags not allowed to be in the military". As I returned to reality my first question was if anyone else was injured. No, my action had prevented injury to any other person. Alpha Zulu Security was now on base and in charge of my protection by order of POTUS. All I could think about as I stood in front of the assassin was seeing the grenade in his pocket. If he had used it Jeremy would lose both fathers and his brother in a single stroke.
If Colonel Allman is uninjured I'd like to speak with him for a moment. I asked him to obtain the name of the men who neutralized the assassin and have them approved for a bronze star or higher if the base General thought appropriate. Please give it your immediate attention.
As soon as I was stable POTUS had Jeremy and me on a Medivac back to Fort Connor. Doc met me at the runway, looked at me and said "I don't want to hear a word out of your mouth till I get you in a bed and thoroughly check you over". And turning to Jeremy, "That goes for you too young man".
Flowers inundated the trauma hospital for days after I left and I had the Colonels instruct the hospital to have them distributed to the patients, especially those that were alone. I know the Colonels were only doing their job and what they had been trained to do but I couldn't thank them enough for protecting my son and the man I love. I would make certain they were presented with a bronze star for their valor. (With the proviso: "Don't do this on a regular basis".)
Doc was a real "hard ass" making me do breathing exercises and getting out and walking exceeding the distance attained the previous day. Unfortunately, he had 200+ men who would stand with him to enforce his medical directives. As Mama Bear would say: "Resistance is futile"!
The good news was our new resident insect had a short life span and rarely reproduced outside of the Amazon. How it got onto Fort Connor is any ones guess. Whether with a food delivery or tagged a ride with one of the many incursions we had, it was gone and one less potential emergency diverted. Jeremy and Andrew got tired of me hugging and kissing them. If they only knew how I wanted to lock them in our quarters and post armed guards at the door to protect them forever.
Doc finally released me to return to my quarters but only after meeting with Jason and telling us NO SEX till he felt my ribs and lungs were healed so I could tolerate intercourse. It would take a few more weeks for my incision to have full strength from having my spleen removed. Doc didn't want me splitting open and my guts spilling out on the bed. That wouldn't make for a romantic memory. (Damn, that man couldn't just stop at NO SEX!)
I felt so stupid being taken to the mess hall in a wheelchair but my "slave driver" wouldn't allow me to walk that much yet. The men were ecstatic when I made my first trip and I insisted to be wheeled to each squad so I could express my thanks for their prayers for both me and my son.
I found out from the Chaplain there was a constant stream of off duty men in the chapel praying for the two of us and when the order came from POTUS for a security detail to protect us every man on base volunteered. Yes, we were a Band of Brothers and one I'll always be proud to call my own.
Jeremy was up and running around being a normal kid while I will still confined to a wheelchair. Finally, Doc released me to do deskwork 2 hours a day and I swear the Colonels had a stop watch running the minute someone pushed my wheelchair into my office.
I had letters of well wishes from every nearly every head of state in the world, a vast majority of politicians in Washington and thousands from the public throughout all fifty states. I informed Colonel Allman that I wanted to personally respond to any letters from active duty servicemen and of course any you feel I need to also address personally. Otherwise, just send out a Generic "Thank you".
I couldn't believe the hundreds of letters Colonel Allman printed out for me to read from servicemen. Jason would help me into a comfortable chair and we would spend hours reading them. From these letters I sent many names onto Colonels Miller & Sullivan to review and consider as possible replacements as opening become available at Fort Connor or Worthington Security.
Andrew and Jeremy were amazed at the glowing comments I received from the average servicemen. We know as a family now why I had to be shared with the world and I had some idea of the support I had to make the world a better and safer place to live.
SD always had my ear when he needed assistance and support in fundraising to help abandoned children. I told him if he ever stopped asking for my assistance I'd super glue his ass shut and put his partner out of business. He smiled as he turned beet red. My former imp was now a powerful man in helping fight the abuse of children. He was proud to carry on the legacy of his father, Randy Adam Worthington. We never know how we affect the lives of those around us. I have been fortunate enough to see my imps grow into strong men who care about the lives of others. It is a legacy I am proud to claim and leave.
Even a small Worthington Foundation Dinner (Fund Raising) never failed to produce less than $500,000.00 USD and I was astonished when as the guest speaker at the annual Worthington Foundation Gala SD raised in excess of $1,000,000.00 USD for abandoned children. Luke was right, my "stars" could do good and help others. I always made certain to give SD a hug and kiss and thank him for letting me be part of his life.
I had a long "heart to heart" talk with Jason and explained to him why I didn't ask him to accompany me on my trips. These stars on my shoulders come with a big target on my back. I nearly lost you and Andrew to an assassin and I can't and won't consider our children being orphans if someone assassinated the two of us. It is a risk I accepted with this job but I won't allow any chance of my children losing both parents. As the tears rolled down his cheeks, Jason hugged me, kissed me and told me if Doc would let him he'd destroy my ass till the sun came up tomorrow. Jason whispered in my ear: "You are so lucky Doc has you on a NO SEX restriction".
It was six months before Doc would release me from his medical captivity. I was surprised when he said POTUS could finally stop bugging him every day asking when he could have me back. I could see a big backlog of trips in my future but I guaranteed myself I'd be spending the holidays with my family.
The Asia junket was back on and I was super impressed with my visit to Japan and meeting the Emperor. Our embassy in China threw a gala for the Chinese officials and military representatives. I personally thanked them for their assistance in resolving the cruise missile attacks on Fort Connor. They also commented on how hard they laughed when they were shown the satellite photo of our parade formation when they took pictures of our base. At least we had an open dialogue if and when it was ever needed in the future. I keep telling myself: "Baby steps, baby steps"!
I felt underdressed when I met the Sultan of Brunei. But, even he was impressed by my Saber presented to me by the Worthingtons. For the first time in all my visits around the world I felt underdressed. (Where is that LED switch when I need it?) After a quick stop in South Korea and an extensive meet and greet with the soldiers stationed there I was back in the air and headed toward Andrews and a comfortable jet ride to Fort Connor. I needed some R&R and quality time with my family.
Little did I know a conspiracy existed with my staff, the Pentagon and the White House. My conspirators nominated me for the Medal of Honor for standing in front of the assassin at jeopardy of my life to protect my fellow officers and enlisted men preventing the assailant from detonating a hand grenade which would have caused multiple deaths and casualties. When I was asked to appear at the White House in full dress uniform I knew something was up but the conspirators were good and I had no idea of what. As the President walked me into the Rose Garden and I saw Jason (wearing a suit & tie voluntarily), Andrew and Jeremy sitting in the front row I knew everyone was up to no good. As I stood at attention the President read the citation and then told everyone present how proud he was to present me with the Medal of Honor. The press were like a group of starving sharks ravaging an innocent seal. After awarding me the Medal of Honor he stepped aside and gave me the microphone. All I could think is how terrible my feet would taste in my mouth.
"I feel so unworthy of this great honor. I did what any soldier would do in the same situation, protect his fellow soldiers against any threat that would harm them." To the President, my staff, members of the Joint Chief and all who had a part in this "conspiracy" THANK YOU cannot start to express my feelings at this great honor."
The White House Press Secretary took over while my family and staff joined the President in the Oval Office. The President apologized to my family and said he now had to break some bad news. My Jet was fueled at Andrews waiting the arrival of me, my staff and security team. I need you in Israel. Your partner and sons will be my guests at the White House until we can arrange secure transportation for them back to Fort Connor.
If I can have a few moments with General Allen I need a private conversation with him. As the room emptied I sat with the President pondering what was happening. The Prime Minister of Israel had been poisoned and had died. Officially, you are the representative of the United States for the funeral. Unofficially, I need you to talk with Ari Rebel. Even he doesn't know he is being considered for the head of Mossad. Please tell him the President of the United States assures him the full cooperation of the United States Intelligence Community to assist Mossad in any way at his request. (Talk about being a "back channel".) I saw the way Air and the children responded to you at your last visit. No one will give a second thought to the two of you having a private chat. What we are attempting to accomplish may save thousands of lives, American, Israeli, and yes even Arab. All lives are important in this global world.
The President thanked me and assured me my "BEAST" and motorcade was waiting at the diplomatic entrance so I could make a fast exist. "GOD SPEED!"
I hugged my family and assured them I'd be back as soon as I could. The Secretary of State handed us diplomatic passports as we exited the White House and we made a super fast trip to Andrews and Air Traffic Control cleared us for immediate takeoff.
Once we were airborne I briefed the staff on our trip and mission. I have no idea of how much the American Embassy has been told so this is to remain among us. I got into a comfortable uniform and rested knowing the "zoo" that awaited us when we touched down in Israel.
Finally, at the Ambassadors reception I was able to get Ari alone so we could talk. He was amazed I was aware of his offer to become the head of Mossad. It had only been made to him a few hours previous. He assured me his first concern was and always would be the children. Would I help him to get the children new identities and complete their college education in the United States. I felt certain the President would have no problem with that request. The second request was more ambiguous: If I ever contacted him and told him "Now is the time" I was to press the Meat and Steven buttons on my smartphone simultaneously without hesitation. As he saw the concerned look on my face he assured me it would only be done if the demise of Israel was imminent. I gave him my word on my sacred honor. He then told me to advise the President he would accept the position as the head of Mossad and he expected me to be his "back channel" to the Oval Office.
Political espionage wasn't something they taught at West Point and was I in deep water over my head. I spent many a restless night wondering if and when I would ever get that message from Ari and what would be the result of my action. Jason saw my stress and knew I couldn't share it with him. Even Andrew and Jeremy saw a change in their father.
So far this year has challenged every fear I have in my life. I'm glad at least SD is getting some good out of my stars and now it is time for me to cash in some political chips. I video conference with SD the next morning and asked if he had arranged for his main speaker at the next annual gala. What if I deliver the President and Me to join you at the head table. All SD could see is $$$ and the good it could bring for kids. Give me the date, time and place and I'll shoot off a secure Email to his private account. You should know in a few days. I was shocked when I got a secure Email from the White House the same day saying the President was happy to return one of the many favors he owed me. SD was doing handcarts down the hall of his building. The invitation went out at $15,000.00 USD a plate and he was "sold out" within 48 hours. Millions of dollars to help children. Yeah, these stars have clout and I'm just starting to learn how to use them.
I was asked to introduce the President the night of the gala. I simply said: "It is an honor to introduce a man we all know, the man who I respect, who is my Command and Chief and the man I call my friend... The President of the United States of America!" After the President concluded his "brief" comments SD took the podium and thanked him and the guest present for raising a new record amount to help needy children over $15,000,000.00 USD. Even the President rose and led the applause. The children truly benefited from the Stars on my shoulders and I was never prouder.
My Jet was sent back to Andrews to wait for my arrival and I was asked to accompany the President back to Washington on Air Force One. I had to kid him his plane was better than my "hand me down" but mine was still pretty comfortable. His only comment was he planned on putting a lot of miles on it this next year. He talked freely about how dangerous both of our jobs were and how our families were always in jeopardy. Don't shut Jason out of your life, give him the choice... after all, you are partners. I kidded the President that it took a stick of dynamite up his ass to get Jason into a suit and tie to which we both chuckled.
I called Luke from Air Force One and asked him to have Jason and the kids at the Penthouse when I landed at Andrews. Also, ask Logan, Alex, Hayao and Noah to join us also. As we descended the steps of Air Force One I thanked the President for his hospitality, Saluted and went to my Limo. Minutes later I was walking into the Penthouse at the Marriott to an inquisitive group of family and friends.
Family meeting first and then we have to eat. Luke made reservations for an hour later and then turned the group over to me. The President made it clear to me I was doing an injustice to my family by sheltering them and being too over protective. I plead guilty as charged. It is now up to Jason, Andrew and Jeremy if they want to take the risk and be with me when I travel. I want the three of you to discuss it thoroughly and understand the possibility of both Jason and I being killed if we travel together. Logan and Alex have custody of my two children till they reach the age of 21 and SD has made many wise investments that has made my portfolio obscene. There is more than enough money for Jason and the kids if I die and plenty more if we both were to be killed.
I know between the Worthington Clan and the 200+ brothers you have at Fort Connor you couldn't be left in better hands but it has to be your decision if you want to risk the lives of both of your fathers. (It was so quiet they could hear my stomach rumbling.)
TIME TO HEAD TO THE RESTAURANT! You three talk it over during the next week and let me know. I know anyone here will answer any question you might have so don't hesitate to ask anyone anything to help you make the right decision.
Luke cornered me on the way to dinner and asked what brought all this about? "POTUS!" I told him it was up to my family and I wouldn't force them into harms way.
I was surprised later in the week when Andrew and Jeremy ask if they could enter my office and chat. "ABSOLUTELY!" We know the risk you take every day and we know there are people out there that want to kill you. We don't want to lose either of our fathers even if you have provided for our future. We want you two as our family forever. But, to deprive you of Jason isn't right either. You two decide what is best for you and we will support your decision. We've already told Jason so now it is up to you two adults. Don't ruin the love you two have in your hearts.
The four of us enjoyed a quiet family dinner of pizza in our quarters. The imps then excused themselves saying they had challenged Charley Squad to a battle of video games and they would be back before their bedtime. I looked at Jason and said I'd challenge him for the last piece of Pizza. Jason was stuffed and Alexander wasn't hanging around so it was all mine. "Shall we discuss the elephant in the room?" Jason knew we had to make a decision and he didn't like the options.
The thought of dying didn't scare him, we'll all eventually die. But, to leave our children fatherless is just as bad as leaving you all alone as you travel for POTUS. Either choice tears me apart. What about the "Suite and Tie"... he smiled and said: "You are making my decision easy if you keep talking like that"!
I offered a compromise. It sounds like POTUS is going to have me do an immense amount of traveling this next year. Once I get a preliminary schedule the two of us will sit down and see if any of the places interest you. You just have to accept you will be living in a goldfish bowl and all your actions reflect upon the entire United States not just you as an individual. Now you are getting an idea of how heavy these stars are on my shoulders.
When the kids returned we shared with them our compromise and they asked if they could participate in the trip decision as Jason might not be aware of what each country had to offer a "tourist". A disaster was adverted and our family was bonded together as tight as ever... least until I tell Jason he has to fly to Washington and get fitted for a few business suits, shirts, ties, socks, shoes, etc... and I'm detailing Luke to make certain you look like the professional I'd have as my partner in life. Remember, you will be representing the people of the United State of America so you have to look the part.
My first trip of the new year was to Canada and encourage them to participate in the Fort Connor program which they seemed reluctant to sign on and endorse. It was a week junket so I could drop Jason off at Andrews to go shopping with Luke and he could be done and ready to return to Fort Connor when I returned on Friday night. I'm certain General Caruso can find suitable supervision for my two "monsters" while we both are gone.
I had a full week of meetings with the politicians and their Ministry of Defense officials. Of course, the required banquet for the ambassadors and Canadian politicians at the US Ambassador's residence. (I think at times they were more impressed with my uniform and saber than with me.) The final evening was a state dinner given by the Prime Minister of Canada and my last chance to nudge them to participate in Fort Connor. It was now or nothing, time to go for broke.
The Canadian media was ever present and for once I used them instead of them trying to use me. I made it clear to the people of Canada the only motivation the United States had was to protect endangered children and to give them a quality of life they couldn't obtain in normal protective custody. My comment ruffled the feathers of a few Canadian politicians but within six months Canada had a referendum that called for the government to participate in the Fort Connor program. The people have spoken and POTUS was never prouder of me. Now I had to face my greatest challenge, my partner in life: Jason.
I had no more than closed the door of the Penthouse and Jason lite into me: 6 suits, 12 shirts, 15 ties, 20 pair of underwear, 20 pair of socks, 3 sets of shoes and 2 overcoats and gloves. That's more clothes than I have owned in my entire life. I just smiled at him, wrapped my arms around him, kissed him passionately and told him how much I loved him and how great he would look for his public. (At least your suits don't glow in the dark and come with an on/off button.) You are sure complaining to the wrong person!
Luke and John entered and said I hear you got notified by the complaint department. YUP, and it is falling on deaf ears. Luke asked if we wanted to eat in or go down to the restaurant. No kids tonight so let's enjoy a casual dinner in the restaurant. We had a 90 minute wait for our reservations so I brought up the kids on the Video Conference and told them we'd be flying back in the morning. You dads are spending the night with Uncles Luke and John. The two young'n just smiled and told us to PLAY SAFE! Oh, was I going to get even when they were in college.
I swear the Marriott serves the best Prime Rib in the world and combining it with their fantastic Raspberry cheesecake it is above fantastic other than the miles I'm going to have to put on the treadmill next week. I'm certain Alexander the mooch will be joining me running off calories even if I'm enjoying this meal without him along.
It was wonderful just to relax in the Penthouse and socialize with my good friends. Jason was complaining to his brother Billy Bob who had little sympathy. "At least they didn't threaten you to put you back in uniform and station you back at Fort Connor"... it could be worse. He had no more than got the words out of his mouth and the infamous ALERT sounded and we all headed for the Panic Room and lockdown. Someone had taken a shot at POTUS and every government official on the "A" list went into lockdown. It also triggered an automatic lockdown of everyone protected by Alpha Zulu and Worthington Security. All of us had been through this before but this is the first time Jason had no idea of what was happening with his sons. He was a basket case and no amount of reassurance was helping his paranoia. It was becoming a close decision on whether to break into the emergency med kit and sedate his ass. Thankfully, the ALERT was lifted and we could video conference with Fort Connor and assure Jason our sons were OK.
I turned to him and told him he had to get used to the fact of an Alert and trust the men of Fort Connor. There isn't much we can do if we are half way around the world. Now take me to bed and let's work at resolving some of your stress tonight. Oh, was I walking funny when I joined the group for breakfast and of course Luke served a buffet breakfast. Jason just joined us after his shower, playfully slapped me on the ass and said: "Good morning lover" as I grimaced and gasped in pain. Everyone knew I got my ass royally fucked last night.
I turned to Luke and asked: "Is it too early for a drop of moonshine" which caused everyone to break out in uncontrollable laughter. I could see my first stop when I got to Fort Connor would be a visit with Doc. At least I knew I'd have a 10 day respite to recover from the enjoyable events of last night.
Andrew and Jeremy were all over me when I walked into our quarters. What kept you so long, Jason was here 45 minutes ago. "I had some business to take care of but I'm here now" which didn't answer there question but I didn't lie to them either. Just wait till it is their ass that is raw after a night of making love to their partner. Then they'll understand, I hope!
POTUS had me scheduled for a trip to Finland which worked well with the kids school schedule. As Finland was a low risk trip I asked Jason and the kids if they all wanted to go. It was like Christmas morning to them and they couldn't decide what to wear or if they needed new clothes. It was only a short visit so two changes of clothes was all that would be required.
As I was meeting a group of Finish dignitaries one of them approached me and offered to have his son entertain mine while we were in our meeting. The two kids were well know video game competitors online so it wasn't a new relationship for them. I was assured his protection detail could handle the two teenagers.
As the two teenagers were closed off playing video games it became all too evident there was more to their motivation than electronic gaming. They had been planning this "get-a-way" online and with the erections they were sporting it was obvious what game they intended to play.
A quick moment of kissing, fondling, feeling and the pants came down and the dicks came out. Andrew was on his knees and sucking his friends cock like an old pro. He was quickly reward with a copious amount of ball juice and he was still horny as hell. He lay on his back, drew his knees to his chest and begged his friend to fuck his ass. (An offer no red blooded teenager would refuse.) With the inexperience of youth and not using enough lube a fast hard entrance had Andrew writhing in pain. His buddy held him tight and proceeded to fuck him till his balls exploded spraying both of them with his cum. The exhausted pair looked at each other and asked if it was as good as the other expected. It was wonderful for both of them and now the task was to get his father to let him vacation at Fort Connor this summer.
As we returned to the embassy and got dressed for dinner Andrew came to me and said he needed some help. He and his buddy had been planning this for months and he had a wonderful afternoon getting fucked by his friend. I really was happy for my son after all the abuse he had suffered earlier in his life. How can I help you? My ass is on fire and I hope you packed a tube of Doc's super lube. I never have used it but I hear from the guys it works miracles on asses that get fucked raw. I smiled at him and told him to drop his pants, lay on the bed and spread his cheeks. Now is the time I wish I had Doc's long fingers. I pushed an ample quantity of lube into his ass and he sighed as the burning diminished. I told him if he needed another dose just to see me before he went to bed tonight.
I wasn't surprised when I heard later the next day his buddy had coerced his father into seeking permission for him to visit Fort Connor this summer. I had no problem with it so long as his father was in agreement. My teenage son was turning into a horny dog stud. I can see Jeremy being asked to "puppy sit" Alexander a lot this summer. Big Brother is going to want his privacy. Just wait till Jason hears of our son's sexual revelation.
When his dad dropped him off at Fort Connor he made it an official visit to inspect the base and evaluate the program which was offered to Finnish children which needed protection. The minute his son cleared security the two teenagers were off and locked in their bedroom doing what two horny teenage boys have done since the beginning of time. Sucking each other till their balls explode and then learning all the nuisances of foreplay and good sex.
Jeremy quickly confided in Jason that he knew Andrew and his friend were fucking like two horny dogs. He knew what Andrew did to keep them fed when they were kicked out of their house. He was happy that Andrew had found a friend with whom he could be happy. My little baby was the quiet shy one of the family but definitely had ears and a razor sharp mind. Jeremy spent many a night wrapped in Jason's arms as Andrew and his guest fucked till either ones ass or ones cock cried "uncle". I only hoped we didn't have another SD in training in residence at Fort Connor. I got a video conference from our guests father after he returned to Finland and I was thanked for allowing his son to vacation with mine. He hadn't seen his son this happy since his Mother had died. He hoped I would allow him the privilege of inviting Andrew to vacation with them in the near future.
Andrew had the taste of the good life and celibacy wasn't an option for my son. As hot as his body had developed he had a long line of willing victim that would scratch any inch he had any time he had one. Doc would never tell me how often Andrew visited him with an overused ass but I'm certain it was nearing SD's record. It was all consensual and I truly didn't care if I had a gay son. There are plenty of needy children that need adoption so I knew there would be grandchildren in the future for Jason and I to spoil.
Jeremy reminded me much of Noah and was most selective of his friend and would be even more selective of his lovers when he reached that stage of his development. Both Doc and the Chaplain assured me our son was normal for his age and actually more mature than most. He was just waiting for the right person and was in no hurry to give up his virginity to just anyone. The man he gave it to would have to be his partner for life. I was proud of my son but also concerned he was missing out on so much of his teenage years. I never knew how many times he had his mouth wrapped around a soldiers cock and how much he loved the flavor of cum filling his mouth. His mouth was in high demand by the single soldiers of Fort Connor even knowing his ass was off limits. Something aren't even shared with the father especially if the father is a six star general who can send your ass to a posting at the Artic Survival School in Alaska.
General Caruso's Adjutant decided to retire and accept a position with a Worthington competitor. I knew the monetary offer had to be obscene but I still wished him the best with his future endeavor. Now my crack HR team had to find a new Adjutant for General Caruso and a good match for our Alpha Zulu family. Within a month they had a list of potential candidates which General Caruso asked my help in reviewing. I gladly offered my assistance.
I looked for a person with combat leadership experience as we didn't need anyone cowering behind their desk when the shooting started. A number of men met that basic criteria. Then it came to time in service and the evaluations received from the men they commanded. We narrowed the list down to five candidates and asked our HR team to have them at the Worthington Executive Offices 1000 hours on Monday next. Logan, Alex and Hayao needed to participate in this decision which would affect us more than we ever realized.
We went through our standard list of questions and received the expected answers. We had five gay men and with all the publicity the Alpha Zulu program had received both from the press and the military (Not to mention normal military gossip) it was a primo posting regardless of the duty. We explained to them the risk and the men we had lost, the recent attempt on my life. We assured them this wasn't a "baby sitting" detail. There would be times you would be fighting to survive. And, the worse part is under penalty of treason you can't tell anyone anything that happens in Alpha Zulu.
We adjourned for lunch and as usual we didn't have anyone who wanted to voluntarily remove themselves from consideration. We told our candidates to take a couple of hours and walk around the beautiful gardens which graced the Worthington Executive Complex. Be back here at 1530 hours. That left the five of us 2.5 hours to decided upon who to cut and who to proceed with in the selection process.
I was leaning toward the two individuals raised as orphans with no living family. The Army was there family and history had proved these men bond well with Alpha Zulu. Logan, Alex and Hayao agreed but the decision had to be General Caruso. He concurred with our recommendation and we would continue the selection process with these two individuals. He added a footnote as competent and as qualified as both men are he'd consider taking both of them. ("An heir and a spare" as the old British saying goes.)
The two men we selected were asked to join us in the conference room when they returned. Our first question was would either of you work as a subornate of the other? They both agreed they would service as they were needed. I dismissed the other three candidates and thanked them for their interest. Transportation would arrange for their return to their units.
Now, as for our two newest "victims" you are now going to have the most intensive and invasive physical exam of your life. If you have any modesty you best say it now and remove yourself from consideration for this posting. If you pass your physical our HR team will explain the monetary incentives and perks of Alpha Zulu and you will be posted to Fort Connor after you have been fitted for your new uniforms.
You'll start your first step with your physical exams at 0800 hours tomorrow and may God have mercy on your souls. Welcome to the first step in the Alpha Zulu selection process.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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