ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 082 – The Start of a New Generation

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

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

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 (Base Commander Fort Connor)

Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Fort Connor Adjutant

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 Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)

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

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

Duke Stone III: General (4 Star), U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman

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)

Gerald Isaac: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Tommy Longdick-Allman

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

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

*Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman

John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries

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

Juan Martinez: Major, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia

Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor

*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

Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman

Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries

Mario "Mani" Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico

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

Matt Longdick: Four Star General, 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

Oliver Winter: Colonel, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

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

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

Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman

*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 Jackson: Lieutentant General (3 Star), U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor

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

Roger DeSoto: Major, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia

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)

Viktor Jannson: Colonel, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

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)

 

*=Gone but not forgotten

 

The drug wars took its toll on the entire military system. Even with advanced technology the bad guys inflicted some major damage and loss of life on the United States Military. Alpha Zulu teams were requested for special ops missions and some of our brothers-in-arms came home in coffins. Too many new markers were added to our memorial garden.

 

With the need for men in the military recruitment was at an all time high and fortunately national pride kept us from having to reinstitute the draft. Men and women rallied to the call. The one sad fact that came out of the drug war was the need for a new national cemetery. A beautiful 5,000 acre plot was purchased outside of Washington and competitive designs were submitted. The final design was outstanding and would represent all of the services including the Coast Guard. Matt and I were asked to make the dedication speech as the Presidents health was nearing the end of his life.

 

The campaigning was more than he could handle and Dale took the brunt of the work and the stress. We all knew it was simply a matter of time and Dale would be the next President of the United States. As Matt and I were flying across the country encouraging recruitment for the military our behemoth finally banked and I knew our course was changing. The pilot came on the intercom and advised us we were needed at the White House immediately. He was told to max out the engines and we had priority military clearance. We made a straight in approach to Andrews AFB and were met by more MP cars than I knew existed on base. (Not to mention a number of blacked out SUV's which obviously were the Secret Service.)

 

As Matt and I were escorted to the Oval Office it was all too obvious what had happened when we saw Dale behind the presidential desk. Dale rose when he saw us and ran into our arms. "Dads, I'm not ready for this!" "I need you more than ever!" Our first question for Dale was: "What about Biff"? The Secret Service will have him here in about 15 minutes. Will you take care of him. I have no idea of what condition he'll be in. I have to meet with the cabinet and then the Chief Justice will swear me in as President of the United States of America.

 

Once Matt and I got settled in the residence I brought up Luke on our coms and advised him of what had happened. Biff is going to be a "basket case" and need love and support to get through this. Will you and John invite him to the Penthouse just so he gets insulated from the media circus we both know will happen. Of course, without hesitation, just let us know when to send the limo for him if necessary. We are here for the two of you also if needed. I imagined Duke is also pretty stressed at the moment also. Don't forget him. He'll be strong for Dale but even he has a breaking point.

 

A devastated and distraught Biff arrived in his partners arms. Biff looked at me and asked: "Was it quick"? We assured him his fathers' death was quick and as painless as possible. You two need rest and sleep. Do you want your old bedroom or the Lincoln Bedroom? Biff chose his old bedroom which left Matt and me to enjoy the prestige of the Lincoln Bedroom although sex at the moment wasn't even in consideration.

 

A short time later Duke knocked and told us we were needed in the Oval Office. We had the foresight to change into our gaudy dress uniforms including our sabers. All of Dale's brothers were present and we as a family stood behind the new President of the United States, our son Dale. Biff and his partner joined us as we held their trembling hands to assure them they would never be alone.

 

As Duke held our family bible Dale trembled as he took his Oath of Office... The Chief Justice of the United States administered the Oath of Office:

 

"I Dale Gordon LongDick-Allman do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States" so help me God and thus I pledge my life and sacred honor."

 

Dale thanked the Chief Justice, shook his hand and then immediately wrapped his arms around Duke and share with him the most passionate kiss we had ever seen in his life. Dale didn't care, Duke was the staff he would lean on to get through the next few weeks. We fathers would help the two of them face the realities of life in this Washington "goldfish bowl" call the White House. We knew that kiss would be the lead story of every news organization in the world. To everyone's surprise, the Chairman of the Arms Services committee in closed door session the next day approved Duke for his fifth star. We Generals were proud to give Duke his commissioning Oath. We knew Dale had this planned in advance and we were proud that our son cared so much for the man he loved.

 

The continuity of government continued and our democracy was secure. Of immediate concern was to end the drug war and bring our soldiers home. No one questioned the need for using our military. The Central America fighting was just cleaning up the small pockets of the cartels which faded into the jungle as their drug supply from Asia was interdicted. Combined with an aggressive drug treatment program in every state the demand for drugs in the United States was less than 5% of what it was prior to the military action. Yes, the cartel that assassinated the Mexican President and his family opened a Pandora's box that brought about the demise of all drug cartels. Any cartel leaders left had bought their way into a middle-east country and lasted as long as they had money. CyberCom drained billions of dollars from their accounts around the world. Most cartel members face a firing squad of their host country when their pockets were empty. We lost little sleep over the lack of due process in terminating this threat to our country. Fighting the drug cartels brought the United States, China and Russia closer than ever in the history of the world. Peace in our lives was possible and due in part to a young teenage boy named Dale who had friends throughout the world who were now the leaders in their respective countries.

 

The new Chinese ambassador was always proud to wear his six star staff badge at formal occasions. He represented his Chinese government with extreme fervor but always respected Dale as a friend and would the rest of his life.

 

After the funeral of POTUS we stayed at the White House till Duke felt it was time for us to return to our lives and Fort Connor. We encouraged Biff and his partner to join us and just unwind and relax from all the stress of recent events. They both accepted and thanked us graciously.

 

Matt and I now had to forget Dale was our son and as President was now our boss. First item on the agenda when I walked into my office the next morning was my public relations officer reminding both Matt and me that we had the dedication speech for the new Washington National Cemetery to give in seven days. I thanked him graciously for the reminder and knew what I had to do.

 

Asking the Chaplain to join me in my office I passed the buck and asked him if he would write the dedication speech for me. Knowing it would be important in history as Lincoln's Gettysburg Address he felt somewhat insecure to accept such a challenge. I assured him no one could write from his heart as you can. You can exude the feelings of the public and challenge them for the future. And you have the full faith of Matt and myself. This isn't an order it is a request from our heart. The public deserves better than what Matt and I could compose. Please and thank you.

 

I was surprised to get an urgent call from our HR dream team. They were ecstatic and smiling like a Cheshire cat. We found these two by chance and couldn't believe our good luck. They knew I wanted a group of candidates to select from but these two had never let us down. It was again time to trust their judgment. They got a very skeptical look when they told us both men were captains, one in the Army and one a MARINE! The marine captain had participated in many joint operations and was well familiar with Army protocols. If we liked him as much as our HR dream team did we had to encourage him to resign his Marine commission and we could then have SecDef commission him as an officer in the United States Army. This is an interview which none of us were prepared for.

 

As our HR dream team encouraged Luke to do a little matchmaking both candidates ended up in a guest suite at the Marriott. They were true professionals and introduced themselves and candidly admitted they were candidates for the adjutant positions for General LongDick and Allman. They were true professionals, enjoying a dinner together in the Marriott dining room and then returned to their suite for a relaxing evening. When our Marine Captain returned from his evening shower wrapped in the plush Marriott robe it fell open to the astonishment of our Army Captain. As his robe accidently fell open our Army Captain freely admitted he was gay and was in awe of what our Marine Captain possessed. Openly admitting it was great to look at but few women ever wanted it close to their body and what men he had enjoyed sharing sex only could take about half before they were screaming to take it out.

 

As our Army Captain dropped to his knees and lavished oral attention on the head of his new friend's cock... it lengthened to about 16" and as thick as his wrist. It was a major objective but before he was finished his Army lips were wrapped around Marine pubic hair. His stomach was full of Marine baby batter and his Marine was astonished at the accomplishment.

 

Our Army Captain excused himself and said he'd join his buddy in bed shortly. Both men knew good anal hygiene was necessary for the next step in their budding friendship. There would be some virgin ass sacrificed this night on a Marine cock. As our Army Captain slipped under the sheets it was all too apparent with the rigidity of the Marine python between his legs that he was interested in conquering Army ass this night. Both men were well prepared with ample quantity of lube and all was great till they both felt the head of his Marine cock hit the bend in the Army ass. Our Marine was encouraged not to stop and to conquer the objective. As he firmly grasp his friends hip he knew the next few minutes would be acutely painful for his friend. As he massaged the head of his cock on the bend in his buddy's ass he was reaching the point where his balls would explode and he hoped the additional lubrication would help reduce the pain he knew he would inflict.

 

As his balls erupted and he could feel his Marine baby batter encompass the head of his cock he lunged forward and felt the curve in his buddies gut straighten out and he conquered the second section of his colon. In a few thrusts he was balls deep for the first time in a man... he was in heaven. His friend was semi-conscious and he was concerned he had hurt him seriously. As our Army Captain returned to time and space he was in endorphin overdrive. He was told his buddy would pull out slowly and not cause any further pain. "If you stop now I'll rip off your cock and beat you to death with it!" "Fuck me, use that magnificent piece of man meat and ravage my ass." I want you balls deep in my ass all night and give me as much baby batter as your balls can produce. Leave my ass so sore and stretched I'll feel you every minute of the day for a week. The mission goals and objectives were met.

 

A very devastated Army Captain was helped into the shower at sunrise and attempted to resemble an Officer and a Gentleman for the interview of his life in a few hours. An immense injection of coffee combined with a few aspirin allowed him to walk somewhat bowlegged. As they rode silently in the Limo to the Worthington Executive Offices they both hoped they would be selected and they could spend a few years at the same base and consummate the friendship they had the night before.

 

Luke and Logan were well advised by the housekeeping staff that our two captains enjoyed a night of passion and obvious sex. Luke turned to Matt and me and told us no comments about the condition of our Army Captain. My sources tell me our Marine is hung better than an Army mule. It looks like a budding romance so it really fits the profile goals for their future.

 

Talk about shock when our two victims walked into the conference room to see two six star Generals of the Armies and the President and Chairman of the Board of Worthington Industries. As the shock wore off, we encouraged them to sit (As Logan quipped if it wasn't too painful). Yes, you were set up and it had been done to many of the men who proceeded you (including Matt and me). We offered them a glass of water and asked each of them to tell us about their lives from their earliest memories.

 

They both were quiet and introverted individuals, excelled in sports, dated girls in high school and realized when they were adults they were attracted to men. Yes, they both freely admitted they were gay and our Marine Captain admitted last night was the first night in his life where he felt his partner was satisfied with his sexual performance. As they looked at each other we all knew it was love not lust.

 

Our Army Captain enlisted as an infantryman and progressed up the rank with field commissions. The evaluations of his men would have made him eligible for "GOD". Not one single negative comment in any evaluation in his Army history. That it itself is a small miracle.

 

Our Marine Captain was a graduate of Annapolis and distinguished himself in the drug wars, wounded twice, received two Silver Stars for heroism protecting his men and was being nominated for the Medal of Honor. We now had to address the elephant in the room. When we advised him he would have to resign his Marine commission I assured him that SecDef would offer him a commission in the United States Army and be assigned to the Alpha Zulu program as my adjutant.

 

Marine Captain Viktor Jansson would soon become Army Colonel Viktor Jansson. Our Army Captain Oliver Winter would soon be shocked to learn his new posting comes with the rank of a full Colonel. We emphasized to them the long hours and risk to their lives. The numerous times we had been shot, the death of our aide by a sniper... The death of my sons bodyguard... this is not a baby sitting service. This is as much of a risk to your life as serving in a front line combat unit.

 

As both men had no living relatives we knew their security clearance was simply a matter of due diligence. Logan and Hayao would know how many times they jacked off each night growing up by the time they finished completing all their security applications.

 

You two have much to talk about and especially your future. I'll make you the same offer we have made others we wanted to encourage to become part of our team and our "family". Try us for six months and if at any time you feel this isn't what you want in your life then I'll do everything these stars can do to get you the posting you desire. You'll not find a better deal in the military.

 

Our HR dream team will meet with you in the morning to start the application process. If you aren't interested just let them know and they will arrange transportation back to your unit. Otherwise you have a week in Washington for medical tests and getting fitted for new uniforms. Matt and I will be spending the week in Washington with the Worthingtons in the Penthouse one floor above you. Just have the operator connect you with the Penthouse if you have any questions, otherwise we will expect you for dinner 2000 hours tomorrow night.

 

As Matt and I were enjoying a wonderful meal with Luke and John in the Penthouse we had another "elephant" to address and Luke wasn't happy discussing it. We all knew SecDef would have announced his retirement already if it hadn't been for the death of POTUS. The military needed continuity and confidence at that moment and now it became all too apparent Dale would have to face replacing an extremely important cabinet position. Luke Worthington, Secretary of Defense... I did like the ring of it and at least I had a friendly face when my com went off at 0200 hours. It would mean Luke stepping down as Chairman of the Board, Logan taking the position of Board Chairman, Alex assuming Logan's position as CEO and bringing T&T up to speed quickly as Chief Operating Officers of the largest Military supplier in the United States. Talk about tearing off the training wheel and throwing you into traffic. Logan and Alex assured Luke they would make everything run smoothly regardless of the time commitment required.

 

The "X" factor remained was Billy Bob ready to have his partner in such a high profile position. "Just so he comes home to me at night I'll support him in whatever he does." Talk about a partner that was still as much in love with Luke as I was with Matt. John and Connor knew the risk and they also knew all the good Luke would be able to do for our men in uniform. They would support whatever decision he would make. He'd make it when Dale forced the issue and not before.

 

As two exhausted Captains joined us for dinner the next night we had to smile remembering the mountain of paperwork we faced after we were selected. And of course, their first trip to our overly friendly tailor. "Eat a hearty meal because after your physical tomorrow you won't want much solid food on your stomach for a few days." As we relaxed with our two new friends and enjoyed the 20 year old "Nectar of the Gods" their tongues loosened and they freely admitted they had immense feelings for one another. Everyone present knew those feelings were feelings of love even if their brains hadn't realized it yet. At six months they would commit to a five year contract and everyone knew they would bond in marriage as a committed gay couple shortly at their earliest opportunity..

 

As they were well relaxed on the 20 year old single malt Scotch whiskey I had to admit my deception. When you finish all your paperwork, security clearance, physical exam and if you survive... you will be commissioned as a full bird Colonel in the United States Army. Congratulations Colonel Jansson and Colonel Winter. Matt and I look forward to a long working relationship with you and I hope you'll consider yourselves part of our close knit family.

 

Viktor and Oliver returned to their suite that night and truly believed they had "fallen down the rabbit hole" and were waiting for someone to wake them up to reality. If they knew the future that awaited them they would have resigned their commission and immigrated to New Zealand to be hermits. They truly were men of honor and dedicated to our country. If they weren't in enough shock, the next morning there was a knock at the door of their suite, opening it to find a five star general requesting permission to enter. (Like they could say no?) With the President's compliments... you are expected at the White House for dinner at 2000 hours tonight. Duke smiled and left two shocked Captains not knowing what to expect.

 

I had to smile when I read my morning Emails and saw a request from our two new Colonels to meet with us when they returned from their hospital tests at 1600 hours today. As the hour approached two very nervous Colonels knocked at the door of the Penthouse and asked if we had any "single malt" that might help to relax them. Settling into our comfortable lounge they needed to know why they had a command performance for the President at 2000 hours tonight. (Possibly because he is our son and he wants to know what kind of company we are keeping.) If they knew the down side of Dale they would resign their commission and move to New Zealand. I still remember the teenager that took on POTUS and WON! I seriously suggest you be totally honest with him because he is most intuitive and won't tolerate any deception. He is a proud Army "brat" through and though. I'm sorry you didn't make an earlier connection. That five star errand boy who extended the invitation is his partner in life and a man he truly loves so he'll have no problem with the two of you and the feelings you share. I suggest you go relax and not stress out over something of which you have no control. Just be yourself is the best advice I can give you.

 

As soon as Oliver and Viktor returned to their suite Oliver turned to Viktor saying he was going to the shower and prepare himself for an intense session of stress management with the man I love. (Love, did he say love?) Victor was beside himself as he lay in bed waiting for this beautiful man. His cock was chubbing and as much as he would enjoy a hot bout of oral sex he wanted to be deep in the body of his lover and give him as many full body orgasms as possible. Yes, he may sit carefully when we eat with the President in a few hours but his stress level should be closer to normal.

 

Oliver joined Viktor in bed and as their lips met Oliver's hand slid down between Viktor's legs. "You started without me?" I got turned on think about your beautiful tight ass wrapped around my cock. Now let me pleasure you and send you to Nirvana. As Viktor licked and sucked the 8 prime inches of Army cock his tongue caressed each balls as he sucked each into his mouth and lavished it with love. Oliver was screaming in passion and clawing at the sheets. As Viktor released his balls he traced his tongue up his partners taint till he could bury it deep in his ass after he had eaten his ass driving him wild. It only took a few minutes and Oliver was begging Viktor to fuck his brains out and that is an offer no red blooded American man could refuse. After a copious amount of lube was stuffed into Oliver's ass Viktor lunged forward and buried the first eight inches of prime Marine meat into his willing partner. Olivers scream was buried in his pillow as his body shook in orgasm after orgasm and his balls coating the sheets with his Army baby batter. Viktor had over seven inch left to pleasure his lover and wasn't going to waste any time sending Oliver to Nirvana as many times as possible. This virgin territory was still mighty tender from the sacrifice of the previous night so he slowly inched forward and as he felt resistance gave a forceful nudge and inserted an inch or two more. Finally, all fifteen plus inches of prime Marine meat was buried in a willing Army ass. The second fuck of the century began and they both lost count of how many times each of their balls exploded. The obvious fact was that Oliver looked pregnant and would be plenty sore expelling this liquid love so he wasn't leaking when he met the President in a few hours.

 

Viktor looked at Oliver, kissed him, apologized for getting carried away but your ass is the perfect match for my cock. When we get back from the White House tonight I expect your cock up my ass before we sleep. I want you to know how much I love you and it will always be a 50/50 partnership between us.

 

As Duke met them at the private entrance to the White House he apologized for his partner; seems as if matter of state is causing him to run late tonight. Would you join me in our residence. (Like they could refuse? NOT!) At least the Champagne was cold and delightful and they managed to retain the character of an officer in the military. Dale finally arrived and introduced himself. He also commented in the residence it was a first name basis and he was the Generals son tonight not your Commander-in-Chief. So, what do you think of my fathers? INTIMIDATING!!! Yeah, they can be that at times. When they intimidate you too much just close your eyes and imagine them naked. It works every time. Also, you have Shawn, Tommy and Bobby to help you control them. And in a worse case scenario I'm as close as your wrist com you'll receive when you arrive at Fort Connor. I'm certain they have regaled you with all the attempts on their life, the death of Jax and Captain Manning... this isn't a baby sitting service you are being asked to join. Now as their son AND as your Commander-in-Chief I have one last question for you. Would you take a bullet for either of my dads. Without hesitation they both answered in one voice: YES!

 

Let us enjoy a great meal and get to know each other. I may not always be available but talking with General Stone is the same as talking with me. We speak with one voice. You'll have the balance of the week in Washington and once you get your Worthington Platinum Card invite my fathers to dinner and get to know them socially. They really are two great men and the world will never know what they have done to serve and protect this country till long after they are gone.

One of the nuisances of Fort Connor I hope you will enjoy is the welcome "gang bang". If it isn't your thing simply say "No, Thank You" and nothing more will be said but I encourage you to participate and enjoy the comradery of the men. It will do much to assist you as you adjust to Fort Connor. Even my partner enjoy the moment when he was my protector. He walked funny for a few days but these are the moments we can now share and joke about.

 

You've got the best doctor, the best mess and the best Chaplain in the United States Army. Utilize their talents and you will contribute great things to our nation. The men from private to General are dedicated to our imps and to my fathers. You won't understand much of what I am saying but before your six month "trial period" is up I'll have you back here at the White House and we will discuss this further.

 

Enough business... time for dinner and I might even have a few hours to enjoy with the man I love. (Duke never blushed or grinned. He was still in love with Dale even if he had to share him with 50 states and the free world.)

 

Back at their Marriott Suite Viktor excused himself and Oliver wondered if he could pleasure such a dominate Alpha Male. Viktor was horny as hell and as much as he enjoyed every deep inch of Oliver's ass it was time to feel that thick piece of meat between his legs thrust deep in him and pound his prostate till his balls exploded.

 

Viktor screamed as Oliver entered his ass with a quick sudden thrust. He waited for Viktor to return to reality and then proceeded to fuck him nonstop for over an hour. His prostate drove his balls wild and Viktor coated the sheets with his copious amount of man seed. When Oliver reached the point of no return he grasp Viktor around his body and held him tight as his balls pumped an eternity of cum into the man he loved. He quickly found out how much cum he had injected as he removed his cock the cum shot across the room out of Viktors ass. Yeah, Oliver was a major cum producing factory and Viktor couldn't get enough. This was truly a match made in heaven.

 

Yes, Viktor's and Oliver's bodies were in love and their minds had six months to accept the realization. Everyone hoped they would bond as partners and they would share their future as one. Our HR dream team had selected two mighty fine soldiers who couldn't start to imagine what the future held for them.

 

The next night after they finished with the Xray prep, the multitude of enemas, radio-opaque dyes, getting their bladder filed to overflowing and having to hold the fluid for an eternity... their bodies were exhausted when they finally returned to their suite. Their asses were raw and when they found a few tubes of "Super Lube" in their nightstand they knew someone was having mercy on them. They gently and erotically applied it as deep as possible to each other and then collapsed in the arms of the man they loved. Their 0500 wake up call announced another day of tests and facing a cadre of doctors who they thought treated them like a hunk of prime beef. (Just wait till they meet the tyrannical doctor of Fort Connor. He won't even modify his medical directives for POTUS.)

 

The Chaplain was waiting till the last minute to give me the draft of my remarks for the dedication of the new Washington National Cemetery. He had based the remarks on Thomas Jefferson's comments of: "The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots..." It was short, to the point and wouldn't put everyone to sleep. It truly honored the brave men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice for our great nation. Little did I know the National Park Service which would administer the grounds and the visitor center was making a documentary of today and my words would live on in the history of the National Cemetery. (Not to mention being carried live by most national news media throughout the United States.) I was so relieved to finish without a major screw-up. After all the "meet and greets" with the power brokers I finally made it to the Beast and relaxed as my smart phone went off with a message from Dale. He was so proud of his father and he couldn't have shared a more eloquent message. I was beaming with pride as I shared the message with Matt. We had a fantastic son (with an equally fantastic partner) even if we had to share him with the world.

 

We had left our new adjutants to hold down the "fort" as we ventured into the world of public speaking. Little did we know the condition we'd find them and a few men of Fort Connor when we were "wheels down" and back at home. Viktor and Oliver were might sore and walking the "walk of shame" when they met us as we deplaned. We knew they had finally been accepted by the men of Fort Connor and completed their ritual "gang bang". What we didn't know one of the men selected to induct our "newbies" into our ranks of "brothers" was a true bottom and wouldn't pass up the opportunity to take on the most "hung" man on base. As Viktor and Oliver were getting their asses destroyed by horny soldiers they accept it as their rite of passage. As Viktor and one horny soldier were 69ing, another soldier was destroying his already tender ass. Everyone was astonished Viktor could have so many orgasms and still have a hard piece of meat between his legs.

 

As our one soldier begged his buddies to shove a tube of lube up his ass he begged Viktor to send him to Nirvana and back. As his four buddies and Oliver watched in astonishment Viktor started to give him inch after inch of his hard man meat. Oliver knew when it was half inserted Viktor had reached the bend in his gut and the next few inch would give a new meaning to pain in the life of this soldier. Viktor offered to stop but his offer fell on deaf ears. "Fuck me you stud, destroy my ass even if you kill me!" One quick snap of his hips and the scream emanating from his mouth was heard across the base. Viktor quickly went balls deep and held this man assuring him his sacrifice wasn't without immense pleasure to follow. Withdrawing his cock till only the head remained in his ass no one was surprised it was covered in blood. As Viktor's balls blasted off our soldier screamed as his cum coated the raw lining of his gut. Viktor was possessed and the fuck sent our soldier screaming to Nirvana multiple times till his cock was finally limp and his body was coated in his multiple orgasms.

 

Viktor was shocked at the animal he had become and apologized profusely. His buddies helped our victim into the shower and cleaned his body both internal and external. Viktor ordered them to take him to medical and have Doc examine him and assure him no permanent damage had been done. When Viktor visited him in Medical later that evening our soldier thanked him for the greatest moment in his life even if he wouldn't be walking for a few days. Any damage Doc had repaired and frankly no one thinks any the less of you. I'll probably have a long line of alpha tops waiting at my door when I'm released from Medical. Cherish that man in your life... the way you look at him it doesn't take a crystal ball to know the two of you are in love.

 

As Viktor returned from Medical, he and Oliver knocked at our quarters and requested admittance. You know the ground rules, in our quarters it is informal and first names only. He freely admitted the events of the day and the damage he had inflicted on one of our soldiers. Matt and I had to smile and admit he now had his own chapter in the ongoing annals of Fort Connor. For the first time the "gang bangers" ended up in worse condition than the intended victims. (Our grateful soldier became the bottom by which all future bottoms of Fort Connor would attempt to emulate.)

 

Doc broke medical confidence at our morning staff meeting stating my new adjutant better keep it in his pants because he never had seen an ass that destroyed in all his years at Fort Connor. Yes, Viktor had a reputation which most men at Fort Connor tried to avoid like the plague. (Which made Oliver one very happy partner dedicated to pleasuring the man he loved.)

 

I was somewhat shocked and surprised when shortly before Viktor and Oliver would be ending their six month probation Duke was on the com extended the invitation of the President for us to spend the weekend at the White House. Are we attending as Generals or as his fathers? BOTH! Make sure to bring your adjutants with you and that isn't a request. Many thanks. (Disconnect!) Damn, he is learning Dale's bad habits.

 

I wasn't concerned much about this weekend. The most Dale could do is retire us as Generals of the Armies, he couldn't get rid of us as his fathers. Viktor and Oliver were basket cases the complete time the jet was in the air. Neither Matt or I could calm them and we didn't even know they had a six month warning of this weekend. As Duke settled them in the Lincoln Bedroom Matt and I enjoyed the comfort of the third floor residence. Dinner at 2000 hours and is informal, casual clothes are acceptable.

 

Dale as was becoming all too common of late showed up tardy and profusely apologized to his fathers and his guests. I hope Duke kept you company and made the appropriate excuses for me. He is getting damn good at doing it. I'd never survive without him at my side. Let's eat first and talk later.

 

The Prime Rib was good but not as good as the Marriott chefs served but I sure wasn't going to complain about a free meal. I knew Viktor and Oliver had spent too many meals with MREs so they were happy with any meal they didn't have to add hot water to enjoy. (They never failed to commend the new chef at Fort Connor which didn't go unappreciated!)

 

Time to adjourn to a more comfortable surrounding and we need to chat both as your son and as your Commander-in-Chief!

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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