ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 065 – Love Conquers Guilt

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

 

*Adam Mann: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Adrian Jones-Henry: Son of Bob Jones and Danny Henry

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Deputy Base Commander Fort Connor)

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

*Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)

Danny Henry: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Deputy Base Commander Fort Connor)

Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman: Adopted son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

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

Duke Stone III: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman

*Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

Frazer Sullivan: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69)

*Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries (a major multi-national defense contractor)

Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones & Danny Henry

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

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

Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre

Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)

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

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

John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries

Joseph "Joe" Jones-Henry: Son of Bob Jones and Danny Henry

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

*Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington

Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington

Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries

*Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgon

Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries

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

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

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

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

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

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

*Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69

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

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

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

Shawn Longdick-Allman: Adopted son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

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

*Steven Goodman: 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)

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

 

"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)

 

 

There was no record of the conversation between POTUS, the Chaplain and Doc but the way the walls vibrated and the tone of the conversation it was all too apparent that POTUS was a most unhappy Chief Executive and Commander-in-Chief. He asked to see Dale and to be notified immediately when I was conscious and alert.

 

Dale smiled at his old friend and thanked him for his visit. POTUS was blunt and frank with Dale. At Fort Connor of all places why would you be shy and embarrassed about anything sexual. You almost killed yourself or ended up permanently disabled. I'm going to tell you young man the facts of life. There are powerful people in Washington that are already planning your future and how you can impact this country. I can say with a high degree of certainty that when you meet the legal requirements you will have both political parties wanting you to run as their candidate for President. The eight years you can spend in this office can and will change the lives of people throughout the world.

 

Now, please... I hope I can hug and kiss you this time if it doesn't cause you any pain. I love you as a son and I never want to see any harm come to you or your family. Now. don't let what I do next upset you. Your dad needs a major attitude adjustment and he is too big to bend over my knee. Just know what I do is out of love for you and your family and respect for the work done by Alpha Zulu.

 

POTUS hugged and kissed Dale and Dale ate it up. Dale wasn't shy about tactile feelings and expressing emotions. As POTUS was leaving T&T were heading down the hallway and were in shock seeing POTUS. POTUS smiled at them and commented there was a young man in that room that needed their special brand of attention. (I never thought T&T could turn so many shades of RED!) "Yes, Mr. President, Thank you Mr. President!!! T&T scampered into Dale's room, closing the door and putting the "DO NOT DISTURBE" sign on the doorknob.

 

T&T turned to Dale and commented: "HE KNOWS?" Dale commented back: "He knows everything that happens at Fort Connor!"

 

I was coming out of my drug induced stupor and hazy mind and I could swear POTUS was sitting at the side of my bed. Finally, as my head cleared I heard the words: "Glad to see you back among the living". DAMN, it was POTUS!

 

As I apologized profusely POTUS cut me off and in his command voice informed me: "YOU ARE A SIX STAR FUCK-UP IDIOT!!!" You have a loving family, men who would walk through hell for you, a President that believes you have much to contribute to the world and you are so stupid you won't even be honest with your doctor. Now I am ordering you to do what your doctor tells you is best, listen to the Chaplain and work with him and between the two of them I do believe you are salvageable.

 

I may not be able to demote you or fire you but if I have to make a return visit to kick your ass again it will be with an Executive Order putting you on Garbage Can Cleaning for a month. And, don't think I won't do it because you know me better.

 

I am holding a reception for all the foreign ambassadors in Washington in six weeks. I expect my two Six Star Generals in attendance and with optimum functionality. "DO WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER?" "YES SIR!"

 

POTUS then walked out of my room and asked to be returned to his plane. He had a stress management program of his own to enjoy in Washington.

 

Matt was immediately in my room when POTUS exited Medical. WHAT HAPPENED? A presidential ass chewing is what happened! Guess we need to get Doc and the Chaplain in here and accept whatever demands they make of us. We have six weeks for me to be 100% functional or face the wrath of POTUS.

 

Doc started weaning me off of my medication and the Chaplain started an intense sessions of counseling morning, afternoon and evening. And, NO, I wasn't allowed any opportunity to commiserate with 1^st Sergeant Alexander. If I wanted Pet Therapy it would need to be on my own time once I was paroled from Medical.

 

Dale was following his rehab regiment and balked when the men refused to let him exceed the timeline Doc had established. His strength was returning but frankly he enjoyed the afternoon sessions of intimacy with T&T not to mention some of the greatest oral sex he would ever enjoy in his life.

 

When the formal invitations came for the Ambassadors reception both Matt and I were shocked to see Dale receiving one also. (What is POTUS up to?) Doc and the Chaplain let me out and about so I could build some endurance. After all, I would need to be on my feet for a few hours meeting ambassadors. (Biting my tongue and smiling all evening!) Not every nation present was on friendly terms with the United States so I had to walk carefully through this diplomatic jungle. (Walking on egg shells would be so much easier.)

 

POTUS ask to see the three of us in his residence prior to the reception and both Matt and I were shocked when he put our Alpha Zulu service ribbon in Dale's lapel along with the distinctive "Presidential Aide" emblem. "I'm borrowing your son for the evening." Dale being Dale hugged POTUS and said "Thank you very much". (Just wait till you have been in the reception line for two hours meeting ambassadors, than thank me.)

 

I was shocked that Dale was seated at the head table with POTUS and Senior Cabinet Members. Matt and I were relegated to the diplomatic table with the Secretary of State. (What is POTUS up to?)

 

Matt and I made it through the evening without making an international incident so for us the evening seemed to be a success. Luke invited us to spend the night in the Penthouse and it was a welcome respite to see a smiling face holding the "Nectar of the Gods" when the door opened.

 

The first words out of his mouth as he refilled our glasses: "Whose ass did you have to kiss to get Dale seated at the head table. It is on every major news service in the world." Matt and I started to realize our "8 going on 18" year old son was going to be an extension of POTUS to help in world negotiations.

 

POTUS just put a bullseye on the back of Dale as big as the one on ours. I had mixed emotions. Pride as a father and RAGE at the risk Dale now had in his life. First item on the agenda the next morning was for our prize HR team to find an Aide for Dale. A young looking soldier, officer or enlisted... but an expert in small arms and lethal hand to hand combat. And, I wanted a list of 10 candidates on my desk YESTERDAY!

 

Matt and I had some heated discussion over the next few days and we both hated the risk to Dale POTUS had created. Dale didn't see it as any greater risk than being our son and perhaps he was correct. Were we just being over protective fathers. Didn't we have the right to be over protective fathers? How could we deny Dale the opportunities this would present for him and his future. We turned to Luke and John who also felt Dale needed his own individual 1 on 1 protection detail.

 

The shock of POTUS's action brought me back into command mode and greatly impressed Doc and the Chaplain to the point the Chaplain only asked for counseling sessions a few times each week. I wanted the Chaplain to schedule sessions with Dale so he understood and accepted the risks that came with the honor POTUS had given him. No we weren't being overprotective... the risks were real!

 

While Matt, Dale and I were enjoying the festivities of the Ambassadors reception Fort Connor was under numerous mortar attacks again trying to convince the military to relinquish Angus. IT WASN'T GOING TO HAPPEN ON MY WATCH !

 

I mentioned to Luke what was with all the construction around the entrance to the Marriott. The Pentagon and the White House finally had pressured the City to allow them to put a security entrance in place. At least your shooting had a positive effect for future security. It is going to take them six month to finish so "PLEASE EXCUSE OUR DUST".

 

Within a week our HR dream team had a selection of 20 candidates for us to review. Seeing how this man would be responsible for the life of our son this was a selection we would make with the utmost of importance. Matt and I asked Bob and Danny to join us for the evening and explained to them our goal and objective. Just look at these men and be candid if he is the one you would select to guard your son.

 

We all agreed we wanted a soldier with combat experience. That thinned out the file. Then we went for peer evaluation and/or evaluation by their soldiers. Their social skills, interpersonal relation scores, just being a good guy comments helped in making our selection. We chose three individuals and selected to interview them at Fort Connor. (Nothing like ripping off the band-aide and letting them know what to expect.)

 

I thought the security detail that met their plane was going to rape them on the runway. They looked like the United States Army submissions for a Tom of Finland centerfold. To say they would motivate ones sex drive is truly an understatement. I asked security to escort them to our conference room and request Bob and Danny to join us.

 

Our three "victims" were in shock as they sat in our conference room. Do you have any questions? That sure got them talking... They were amazed at the firepower they saw and we explained all of it was totally necessary. We explained to them the role of Fort Connor and the intrusions we have defended to provide protection for our imps. Please let us explain the situation and what we are looking for. If at any time you feel this isn't a match for you there is no disgrace in asking to leave and OPS will make transportation arrangements for you to return to your unit.

 

I don't know how much you have read in the news of late but POTUS (For reasons only known to POTUS) has decided to utilize our young son as part of his international relations program. The downside of this "honor" is a big bullseye on his back matching the one both of his fathers wear. We are looking for a man that will protect our son with his life. And, I guarantee you, fail the assignment and I'll personally feed you to our war dog!

 

Your responsibilities will include being a friend, a mentor, a companion, a confidant, frankly to treat him no different than if he were your twin brother. I'm not asking you to intrude on his normal development, if he is having a circle jerk with his buddies just be there with the wet wipes when they finish. Dale prides himself in still being a virgin and frankly both Matt and I feel this is his decision if and when he wants to have a physical relationship with another person. I don't expect you to encourage or prevent his normal development. And, I don't expect any report of an intimate nature regarding our son unless it impacts his health or security.

 

We started right off with the tough question: "What is your sexual preference"? Gay, Gay and Gay. No surprise there but we needed to hear you say it and how you said it meant even more.

 

After four hours of talking we ordered a late lunch from the Mess for our guests and the Generals adjourned to my office for some private deliberation. We were all impressed with one individuals. Top athlete in high school and college. Master degree in Social Work, Minor in Education, enlisted right out of college requesting a combat assignment as an enlisted soldier. Received a bronze star, silver star and a purple heart on his first tour. Glowing recommendations from everyone he has come in contact with. We four looked at each other and knew we had the man. Now we had to convince Dale.

 

We returned to our conference room and Bob and Danny asked the two unsuccessful candidates to join them in their office. I knew Bob and Danny would let them down easy, they just were facing one fantastic individual who could write his ticket to the top of any Fortune 500 company in the country.

 

Confirming he was still interested in the posting he was shocked when we told him it came with the rank of "CAPTAIN" and our HR team would explain all the perks and monetary incentives. OPS would arrange transportation to Washington and billet him at the Marriott. Transportation will be provided to our friendly tailor and a complete set of Formal Uniforms and Mess Dress will be custom made for you.

 

We have managed to refine our medical tests since Alpha Zulu was formed so it will only take a couple of days to complete the required tests. Be prepared for giving a lot of blood and having every orifice of your body explored. And, we do require a complete blood workup any time you return to Fort Connor. Doesn't matter if you are a private or a six star General our resident "Vampire" in Medical demands blood.

 

As soon as you return to Fort Connor and your security clearance is final you will be required to be armed 24/7/365 unless you are taking a shower. You have approximately 7-10 days to figure out how you are going to convince our son you are his new buddy. He isn't a push over and when we say he is "8 going on 18" we mean it. I just hope you don't learn it the hard way. I'll give you one warning... "Don't lie to Dale because we his fathers will always tell him the truth!"

 

Dale's biological father received the Medal of Honor for saving the lives of his men in combat. Dale has his fathers' genes, attitude, and values... we are proud to be his adopted parents. We only have one last question to ask you: "Will you stand between our son and a bullet to protect him?" Without hesitation the answer was a resounding: "YES"!

 

Have a seat, you may want to listen to this next conversation. I asked OPS to see if POTUS had the time for a quick video chat. We were all shocked when POTUS appeared on the big screen almost immediately. Matt, Jason... it is great to see the two of you again and I hear you are almost back to your old normal self. I knew I had made the right choice for the job. "We hope you still feel that way when we tell you we have just added a prize combat soldier to Alpha Zulu to be the friend and bodyguard for Dale after you put that big bullseye on his back."

 

POTUS commented he had considered the risk vs the benefit and knew Dale would never turn down helping him no more than his father turned down his sacrifice he made for his men. I understand and respect your decision but please send me the file on the individual so I can know and understand the man as much as I do the two of you and Dale. Thanks for the update but please excuse me... I'm having a busy day.

 

Our newly minted Captain was in shock that POTUS wanted to read his file. What had he gotten himself into? What does POTUS see in this young boy? And how do I convince Dale I'm his friend and not his babysitter?

 

Hundreds of questions raced through his mind as our newest member of Alpha Zulu was escorted to the airport and transportation to Washington. He was totally aghast at the limo waiting for him and even more astonished when it deposited him at the Washington Marriott. The manager met him an apologized for all the construction. It is being done to improve security and safety for our esteemed guests. You will be staying just below the Penthouse and Mr. Worthington has extended an invitation to join him and his family for dinner at 2000 hours tonight. Your key card will allow you access to the Penthouse and security is aware of your invitation. If you require further service feel free to contact me any time of the day or night.

 

Having no idea of who the Worthingtons are, when in doubt hit the internet. His laptop had our new Captain in terror as he read Luke Worthington was Chairman of the Board of Directors of Worthington Industries... The largest military supplier in the United States. Our Captain was used to "beer and peanuts" with the men in his unit at the local bar and now he is having dinner with the Board Chair of a multibillion dollar corporation. He is totally out of his league. It is going to be embarrassing to get fired the first night.

 

To his surprise Luke and John were just regular guys who happened to be the kids of a very wealthy and influential woman. Mama Bear and her General had passed on but their values still existed in their sons. Luke and John were candid about growing up at Fort Connor and how no one ever told them what they were doing sexually was wrong. Luke added the only mistake I ever know being made was in this penthouse when I screwed a girlfriend without using a condom. That was a $50,000,000.00 USD mistake that is named Logan and is now the CEO of Worthington Industries.

 

After sharing the good and bad events in the life of Alpha Zulu, Luke and John candidly added history will reveal in 50 or more years Alpha Zulu was responsible for preventing WWIII with the last Israeli/Arab conflict. That is how important the program and our generals are to this world.

 

As to what POTUS has planned for Dale none of us know. He isn't sharing so you are the wild card. Whatever happens you can never go wrong if your primary goals is to PROTECT THE IMP! Jason and Matt will be the first to tell you if it comes to a choice between their lives and the lives of their sons PROTECT THEIR SONS AT ALL COSTS!

 

The next week passed quickly, and before Matt or I realized it was time to greet our new Captain and face Dale when we informed him what we had done. Time for a quiet family dinner and to break the news to Dale. Bob and Danny invited our new Captain to enjoy dinner with them in the Mess and to be introduced to the men of Alpha Zulu. Matt, Dale, Shawn and I had a private dinner in our quarters. Finally, we reached a point in our dinner when our walking bottomless pits aka our sons took a break from consuming food so we could talk. Dale, I have some bad news for you. You were so elated at POTUS adding you to his team, well... welcome to our world. You now have your own personal bodyguard. Before you go ballistic meet the guy and have some faith in your fathers. We were young once upon a time. Meet him, talk with him, get to know him and then if you can't live with what we feel is best we'll try to find a compromise. I've told you before every man here will protect you with their life and your fathers will even protect you from stupid mistakes.

 

I brought up OPS on my wrist com and asked if they would have our new Captain join us in our quarters as soon as he had been introduced to the men. Within minutes there was a knock at our door and a voice requesting permission to enter. I introduced our new Captain to our sons and Dale became immediately hostile. Assuring Dale he was here to protect him not to change or hinder his life or choices. "Unless it deals with your health or safety I'm just a shadow following you around and you won't even know I exist." Turning to Shawn: I never had a little brother or any brother at all. I was an only child and my parents were killed in an auto accident while I was deployed. "I have no idea of how to be a brother but I'd sure like to learn if you would teach me". Now it was Shawn who had his arms around our young Captain's neck smothering him with kisses. "If this is what being a brother is like I love it already!"

 

Dale was so upset to the point of being hostile he asked to be excused. Finding T&T Dale started bitterly complaining my fathers have stuck me with a babysitter. T&T could only smile and told Dale he had been introduced to the men at our evening meal. To say he is a hot hunk is an understatement. The grapevine has it that half of the security detail that met his plane had an orgasm in their BDUs when he deplaned. We wish our fathers would find personal security for us like that.

 

Dale looking disgusted at T&T only commented: "You two are thinking with your cocks"! T&T candidly admitted Dale was so correct and they are rock hard just thinking about the hot stud. T&T finally told Dale to give the poor guy a chance, you may even find that he is a nice guy.

 

Dale finally accepted he overreacted too quickly and made a decision without knowing all the facts. At least he owed the Captain an apology for being so rude. Time to go face the music. Entering our quarters he contritely apologized to the Captain for his rudeness. Then he asked if he could talk with his fathers alone. Shawn took the Captain's hand and challenged him to a new game that had just been delivered to the rec hall.

 

Turning to his Dads Dale asked: "So, tell me... what is so hot and special about this guy"? Well, besides being a star athlete in both high school and college. An expert marksman and an expert in lethal hand to hand combat. He is also pretty easy on the eyes to enjoy being around. And the acid test was when he told us he would take a bullet for you.

 

None of us know what POTUS has in mind for you but whatever, after the recent events you have a bullseye as big as ours on your back. We have told you before we will protect you even from yourself. Now this can happen one of two ways... 1) you can cooperate and we will try to find a harmonious and medium ground where you are happy and we feel you are safe. 2) fight us and we will make this happen regardless of how much you scream, kick and fight us. As Mama Bear would say: RESISTANCE IS FUTILE!

 

Dale asked for one consideration... have the new Captain move into our quarters so we can get to know the real man and not the hunky façade. If I'm going to have him as a "second skin" I'd like to know the man. The Captain returned with Shawn smiling ear to ear who exclaimed he had a higher score than the Captain when it came to the "rifle game".

 

Matt and I turned to the Captain and asked if he had a problem moving into our quarters for a few weeks so we could all get to know each other. The Captain was agreeable and Shawn was elated. "You'll have the extra bedroom next to mine!" The Captain started to show his diplomatic skills when he asked Shawn if he minded swapping room so he could sleep between our two sons.

 

I have no idea if his comment impressed Dale but it sure did us fathers. We would have maintenance move his personal effects in the morning after breakfast. We have mandatory PE after breakfast and the staff can advise you of what limitation Doc has on Dale. Also, we all (Generals included) have to meet physical standards so mandatory PE applies to everyone on base. I'm certain Dale will help you with the routine and I do believe any if not every man on base will volunteer also.

 

The kids are in school till lunch so I would suggest you meet with Doc and understand why Dale still has physical restrictions and Doc's long term rehab plan. I know there will be countless volunteers to show you around the base. We'd suggest you rotate eating with the squads and get to know the men. Once your security clearance is finalized you'll need to qualify with your side arms and Uzi.

 

And, a final fatherly word of advice... our children are very tactile as you have already found in Shawn and hopefully will soon in Dale. If you hear INCOMMING you immediately grab your cock and balls for protection because there will be two urchins landing in bed with you almost instantly. Most of the time they land between Matt and me but when they miss and land between our legs it can be most painful. Every father at Fort Connor has had the experience so it is only a matter of time and you will also. WELCOME TO OUR WORLD!

 

A week later Dale was starting to warm up to our new addition. Almost in defiance to the comments of T&T they would gladly take Dale's reject. Dale felt out of respect he had better warn the new Captain about T&T before the poor man ended up being a notch in the belt of these two red headed nymphomaniacs even if they were somewhat reformed.

 

Our new Captain could only laugh as Dale spewed forth the litany of seduction made by T&T upon new additions to the soldiers of Fort Connor. No one was ever forced (with the possible exception of Ralph) but they had many a devious way to turn on a man and get into his pants. Dale was thanked for the information and our Captain would take appropriate precautions.

 

Resting in bed late one night our Captain heard quiet sobbing and crying coming from Dale's room. Cautiously, not knowing the cause and wanting to respect Dale's privacy he found a young man in the midst of a bad dream soaking wet in sweat. Holding Dale securely and talking with him gently he told him he was safe and that he would not let any harm come to him. He had seen this before in members of his squad who had returned to duty after being shot. A mild form of PTSD and something he would discretely discuss with the fathers after Dale was in school tomorrow.

 

As for right now, holding Dale, comforting him, providing him the security he wanted even if he was too proud to admit the need. Dale would soon start to see our young Captain as a friend and become extremely jealous of having to share him with Shawn. (I can see counseling sessions with the Chaplain in the future for our Captain asking how to treat two brothers equally.)

 

We fathers asked the Captain to discuss the situation with the Chaplain and with Doc if the Chaplain felt the necessity. As far as our family dynamics went we made the following recommendation. Shawn usually crashed early every night and we'd put him in our bed with us for a while. Dale knows you have spent the past few night holding him and being there for him so when he goes to bed just tell him to move over there is room for two and see what happens. The worse thing that can happen is for him to tell you to GET THE HELL OUT OF HIS ROOM! We both have been the recipients of that comment.

 

Hopefully, the security of knowing you are there for him will allow him a good night of sleep and help to break the cycle of fear and sleep deprivation. If we don't see any improvement then we'll ask the Chaplain and Doc to take a more active approach.

 

After a couple of weeks we were seeing a marked improvement in Dale feeling more secure. Hell, I'm a combat soldier and an adult and I still have flashbacks of that sniper shooting me. I can only imagine the trauma our young son experienced. The one down side was Shawn is killing the sex life Matt and I enjoyed at night. Our salvation was a morning and afternoon quickie while the kids were in school and our family addition was "out and about".

 

Finally, one afternoon when our Captain and Dale found themselves alone in our quarters Dale turned to him and asked: "How do you get any sleep or rest holding onto me all night"? "Let me tell you about the interview your dads gave me when they offered me this position. They told me the `golden rule' was to treat you like you were my twin brother. I never had any brothers but I hope this is how I would treat them in the same situation. I do it out of loving and caring and not because of a job description!" The wall between them was torn down and Dale wrapped his arms around our Captain and smothered him in hugs and kisses. The Captain picked Dale up and commented: "Let's go liberate some ice cream from the mess hall!" Matt and I knew we had reached a major accomplishment when we saw the two walk hand in hand out of our quarters. As Mama Bear would have said: "We chose the right man for the job"! I couldn't wait to hear the story behind the accomplishment.

 

Our Captain asked for permission to speak freely after he shared the facts behind this new milestone. "Having Shawn in bed with you every night has to really be a wet blanket on your sex lives. Any chance we can put a bigger bed in the center bedroom so you two can have some privacy." I brought up maintenance on my com and asked to have a king size bed swapped in our quarters and additional linen and blankets this afternoon if possible. (They actually accomplished the task before lunch.)

 

Dale and Shawn were quizzical when they saw the bigger bed in the center bedroom. Asking the Captain "What's up with the big bed"? He simply replied he asked the Generals for a bigger bed so he didn't have to choose which brother to cuddle with, now there was room for all three of them in one bed. Our Captain had innate diplomatic skills.

 

Matt and I had a two day meeting at the Pentagon and decided to mooch a bed from Luke and John. Checking in with Bob and Danny we were surprised that Shawn had asked permission to spend the night with T&T. (There has to be a story behind that... I'll find out when we get back.) Dale and the Captain were in our quarters and the base was calm and quiet. Let's just not hope the calm before the storm.

 

This was all a plot by Dale to show his appreciation to the Captain for all he had done and in some way to make up for the rude behavior Dale initially had shown him. Dale bribed (threatened) T&T to invite Shawn so he could be alone all night with the Captain. Being his normal self Dale hugged, kissed, climbed over and around massaging our Captain's in every innocent erotic way a young boy can accidentally. The desired effect was obtained as they brushed their teeth and decided to shower in the morning. As fate would have it the two of them would share numerous showers during the night.

 

Dale snuggled with his head on the Captain's chest, kissing his cheeks, licking his tits and watching the rising mound between his legs. As the Captain was reaching the point of having an accidental orgasm Dale dove under the covers, wraps his lips around the fat head of the Captains cock as it erupted filling his mouth to overflowing with his sweet cum. The orgasm was massive as the Captain had not been able to jack off in weeks.

 

Dale's head emerges his face covered in thick white cum and a shocked look on the face of the Captain. All he could see is a dishonorable discharge and court martial in his future. As the Captain wiped the cum off Dale's face he was in tears. "Didn't it feel good?" "HELL YES, IT FELT GREAT!"

 

Dale was his mature self and very candid: "If you are going to spend all your nights in bed with me and act like a celibate monk then I'm going to make certain you don't walk around with blue balls". And, YES, I'm being greedy. Every man on base wants to get into your pants but I'm the one in bed with you every night. Tell me truthfully you didn't enjoy my mouth and I'll never touch you again. (ABSOLUTELY SILENCE!!!)

 

OK, enough talking... time to cuddle up and get back in the mood. I know that cum factory between your legs has more than one load for me tonight. Now the Captain knew what we meant when we said Dale was a force to be reckoned with. Dale might not be the right age to be his twin brother but he sure was sexually mature enough to be.

 

The Captain guessed he'd find out if what he had been told that sex with an imp was permissible so long as it was instigated by the imp, was consensual and no physical or psychological harm came to the imp.

 

Matt and I couldn't stop laughing when the events of the past two days were shared with us. We were shocked that Dale was so sexual aggressive and honestly admitted we thought T&T would have seduced you by now. Dale was correct about one thing, every man on base wants to get into your pants.

 

It appears Captain you have successfully completed your mission and have won over your objective. I doubt if you will have any further protest from Dale about you being his personal security detail.

 

BE WARNED: Those bedrooms aren't soundproof so unless you want Shawn trying to outdo his brother be discrete or be ready for one tender and over used cock and balls.

 

(Oh, it is going to be so much fun to walk around our quarters with a can of air freshener in each hand. Just to see how RED Dale will turn and our poor Captain won't have the foggiest of ideas what is happening.)

 

Our Captain was equally as shocked when Shawn crawled into bed with him, hugged him, kissed him and told him it was wonderful the way he was helping his brother. Dale needed him and had night terrors ever since he was shot. He knew T&T's invitation was so Dale could have sex with the Captain and if that is what Dale needed to heal he understood completely. Just let him know when to take a long walk and when he could return. (Damn, Dale isn't the only one "8 going on 18"!)

 

Our Captain had one last "right of passage" into acceptance at Fort Connor... his newbie gangbang. A tradition that dates back to the first imp and one that continues even yet today. The 1^st Sergeant invited our Captain to join the men for an evening of festivities. Matt and I commented that if he found this was something not of interest to him simply say "Thank you" and leave. Nothing more would be said.

 

As with most barracks men were constantly in stages of dress going in and out of the shower. It became all two apparent what was on the agenda for the evening when two GRADE A US ARMY PRIME soldiers wrapped their arms around him and proceeded to give his tonsils a major workout. Slipping him out of his BDUs and helping him into the shower he now understood why every shower in camp included a bidet attachment.

 

Returning to the common area to find every off duty man naked and waiting in anticipation. The Captain simply turned to the men and said: "I have a willing mouth, dick and ass and you have me horny as hell... get with this gangbang!" Dale may have a great mouth and plenty of good sucking action but there is something to be said for an experienced adult that can deep throat 8+ hard inches and not chock in the process. It only took minutes for his balls to erupt and treat the first soldier to his sweet essence. Immediately, there was a hard cock sliding between his lips and down his throat as another soldier started to eat his tight ass and loosen it for a long line of hard cocks.

 

When the first cock entered his ass it hurt like hell, it had been a couple of years since he had been fucked and nothing the size of what these men possessed. Over the next three hours he lost count of how many loads of Army baby batter he swallowed and how many loads were injected up his ass. With a constant session of cocks waiting for entrance his battered prostate was keeping his cock rock hard and there was a waiting line of mouths for his hot seed.

 

Finally, when his gut looked like he was four months pregnant the men decided to give him a break and helped him into the shower. Even using all the lube they had that evening his ass burned like the fires of hell and even more when they proceeded to flush out all of the cum they had shot into their willing victim.

 

A couple of men helped him back to our quarters and into bed and the loving arms of our sons. Dale and Shawn commented: We should have warned you, it is a tradition here at Fort Connor and even the Chaplain got gang banged when he joined our group. You now know the men accept you as one of them and will defend you with their lives. If you are in agony either now or in the morning we can help you to medical and Doc has a spray that will relieve the discomfort. Right now, just relax, cuddle and let us take care of you.

 

Roll over and let us use some of Doc's Super Lube in your ass and help relieve the pain. The little fingers and the cool pain relieving lube felt wonderful. Dale managed to get most of a tube of Doc's lube into his ass and they could see the pain relief on the Captain's face.

 

As the Captain closed his exhausted eyes he quietly asked: "As intimate as we three have become I have one thing to ask of you two please... the soldier may need to address me as Captain but will you two please call me by my name. I'm Duke... Duke Stone III".

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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