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Chapter 138 � A Monumental Decision



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Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies � Tatical Alpha Zulu 69

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

Adrian Johnson: Six Star General of the Armies, 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 Federova: Highly valued Russian Scientist rescued by Special Forces

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

Alexi Federova: Son of Alexander and Petrova Federova

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: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)

Ariel Rebel Jr. aka JR: Son of Jacob Leib

Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., 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

Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto

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

Connor McLain: Six Star General of the Armies RET � Administration Alpha Zulu 69

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

Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

Dale Gordon Strong: Partner of Dwight Jones and son of Duke Strong III

Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)

Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army � Protector of David Winter-Jansson

David & Donald Worthington: Adopted sons of T&T Worthington

David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force � Adopted son of Ari Rebel

David Winter-Jansson: Son of Oliver Winter and Viktor Janson

Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), 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: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army � Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman

Dwight Jones: Partner of Dale Gordon Strong

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

George Battenberg: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States

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

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

Hachiman Kanmu, Colonel, U.S. Army � Protector of Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori

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

Harold Alexander III: Colonel, U.S. Army � Protector for the sons of John Allen Masters

Harold John Alexander-Masters: Son of Harold Alexander III & John Allen Masters

Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army � Protector of David Winter-Jansson

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

Hector Louise Roberto Montoya: Six Star General of the Armies � Administration Alpha Zulu 69

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

Hito Jansson-Winter: Son of David Jansson-Winter and Date Masamune

Ivan Morovoza: Colonel � U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Alexi Federova)

Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel

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

James “Jimmy” Yasumori: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army � Partner of Hito Jansson-Winter

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 � Alpha Zulu 69

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 Allen Masters: Colonel, U.S. Army � Protector for the sons of Jimmy & Hito

John Allen Masters: Son of General John Masters and Ambassador at Large for POTUS

John Masters: Four Star General & Base Commander Fort Connor, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69

John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries

Juan Martinez: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army � Security for Mario Garcia

Juan Martinez: Colonel, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Shawn Stone)

Juaquin “Jay” de V�zquez: Son of Manual de V�zquez

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

Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army � Protector of Michael “Allen” Roberts

Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries

Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon

Manuel de V�zquez: Physicist/Engineer – Worthington Industries

Mario “Mani” Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico (Adopted son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto)

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

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

Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General � Alpha Zulu Program in Japan

Matt Longdick Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69

Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

Michael “Allen” Roberts: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman

Napoleon Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog

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

Oliver Winter: Six Star General, U.S. Army � Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

Petrova Federova: Wife of Alexander Federova

Randall Masters: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69

Randall Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Steven Stone)

Randy & Robert Masamune: Adopted sons of Hito Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori

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: Lieutenant General (3 Star), U.S. Army � Base Commander of Fort Connor

Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler

Roger DeSoto: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army � Security for Mario Garcia

Roi Friedman: Colonel � U.S. Army � Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of “Tod” and “PJ”

Steven & Shawn Stone: Adopted sons of Dale Gordon Stone

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

Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg

Sven Bjorn: Six Star General of the Armies RET � Tactical Alpha Zulu 69

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

Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel

Viktor Jannson: Six Star General, U.S. Army � Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman

Wilhelm “Willy” Rogers: Colonel, U.S. Army � Protector of Larry Winter-Jannson

William Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States

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)

“George” (Name Classified): (Senior head of the Worthington Brain Trust and Top Scientist in residence)

“Tod” (Name Classified): (Teenage son of George and protectee of Alpha Zulu)

“PJ” (Name Classified): (Teenage son of POTUS and protectee of Alpha Zulu)




It was a military gala at the White House as our two new Generals faced the most strenuous moments of their lives and careers. If having 24/7 access to POTUS wasn”t terrifying enough the fact they only answered to SecDef, The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs and POTUS definitely was.


As the entire nation watch by every media source in the country, the Marine band struck up “Hail to the Chief” and we knew it was the moment in history for us to accept our destiny.


The Chief Justice of the United States administered our Oath of Office and within minutes we were instantaneously elevated to the highest military rank in the United States. As every member of the Armed Forces present, including the Joint Chiefs, saluted… we returned the salute and started on our walk with destiny.


As now this became the social event of the year, our introduction to the Washington social life started. We learned quickly how to nurse one drink for hours. Finally, our security detail ushered us toward our new armored limousine, we retreated to the sanctuary of the Worthington Penthouse.


We new six star Generals would learn quickly there were few places on earth where we could feel secure and be ourselves. The Marriott Penthouses and Camp Phoenix definitely topped that short list. Generals Bjorn and McLain offered to stay on and help make the transition as easy as possible. Only they knew the shock to our psyche of accepting this new challenge as the two highest ranking officers in the military. They were candid… “Don”t walk in our footsteps as we did make mistakes and some major blunders in our careers. You will also. Don”t dwell on your failures, don”t look back… keep your eyes on the goal you want to accomplish!”


As Generals Bjorn and McLain moved into the Mini Mansion, we adjusted to the opulence of the Generals quarters. The men of Alpha Zulu knew our past history and the rank we had been promoted from. There was never any jealousy shown and the men always respected and bingöl escort honored us as good friends as well as their commanding officers.


General Masters never used his “POTUS card” and respected the Chain of Command. The day finally arrived when we were formally passed our “Flag” at a formal change of Command ceremony. After they enjoyed a last fantastic meal served by the mess at Fort Connor our “retiring” Generals flew “into the sunset” and a well earned “retirement”.


We were advised by the retiring Generals if we reach a point where we can”t resolve a problem… their wrist coms will remain active. Don”t hesitate to ask for assistance. We returned their salute as our “retiring” Generals boarded their jet and left to face a better world than they found when they accepted their high rank. As Generals Bjorn and McLain relaxed in their jet, without warning OPS advised “REPORT TO THE WHITE HOUSE IMMEDIATELY!”


We are retired, what the hell does POTUS want us for. POTUS warmly greeted us in the Oval Office and we sat comfortably chatting as friends. POTUS then advised us of the fact we retired from active duty in the Army, but we still held our Ambassador Status and he had need of two experienced Ambassadors.


Problems still existed in Israel. David and Uri were requesting our assistance. I can”t offer you the comfort of your “flying billboard” but I can put you in a supersonic fighter jet and make record time to Tele Aviv. Grab your go bags and your jets and diplomatic passports are waiting for you at Andrews. (What in the hell is so important we are making a supersonic trip to Israel?) Guess we will know shortly after we land.


Approaching Israel, the air traffic control routed us to a secure military airfield far from Tele Aviv and we were greeted by David and Uri. Escorted to a secure conference room we chatted as old friends and we were advised our new selection for the head of Mossad was working out too well. As they lay before us proof of pending hostile actions by Arab extremists, we hoped the United States will support international sanctions. Also, “Prince John Allen Masters” needs to talk with the King and secure his support to eradicate this threat to Israel. If the extremists want war, we will give every ounce of Jewish blood to defend our homeland.


Thanking David and Uri for the briefing we gathered the proof and were back in our supersonic jets and returning to Washington. Asking for a briefing with POTUS, SecDef, the Joint Chiefs and the Secretary of State immediately on our arrival we commented the information was too sensitive to be discussed via voice communications.


As POTUS directed the Joint Chiefs to present military options to him by the end of the day we asked the Secretary of State to remain and we had a video conference with our Ambassador in Saudi Arabia. We informed him to request an immediate audience with the King and present the information we have received. Please relay to His Highness, his loyal Prince has no wish to fight with his blood relative. Denounce this hostile action and support the action of the United Nations.


A War in the middle east benefits no one and can only lead to the possibility of a World War III. We all are in terror of a nuclear winter and the Armageddon it will bring.


Within hours, our Saudi Ambassador had the assurance of the King that hostile actions against Israel would benefit no nation. We had his support and his thanks for saving the many lives of his people that could be lost if this aggression comes to fruition.


As our UN Ambassador requested an emergency meeting of the Security Council proof was provided of the countries providing military assistance to allow extremists to be able to attack Israel. With the support of Saudi Arabia, strong sanctions were immediately implemented and a coalition of nations prepared to provide a military resolution of the problem.


We thanked POTUS for this last opportunity to serve our nation but “Now, can we retire?” POTUS smiled and commented secure housing has been provided for you at Fort Bragg and you will have an abundance of Special Forces soldiers to provide you with protection. Relax and enjoy your life together and if when you want to move to a civilian surroundings let me know so we can make it a worthy recognition of all you have done for our great country.


The recent stress was taking its toll on POTUS and with the love of his life Harold they retreated to the Mini Mansion at Fort Connor with a small detail of Secret Service. John needed to talk with Harold and his father in a relaxed and personal setting.


Settling into their Mini Mansion the first night Harold could see John relaxing and unwinding from the stress of running our country. In his first term so much had been accomplished. Helping the majority of states to elect local Democratic leaders, Democratic control of both houses of congress and an 85% approval rating from the public. Unheard of accomplishments in modern politics. Legislation had been passed and every person who wanted to work had employment. Mean average income was up and unemployment was at an all time low. Respect for law enforcement rebounded and major crime had decreased by 60%. International Relations existed from every democratic country in the world and even Russia and China had an open dialogue with the United States to support nuclear disarmament and reduction in military armament for aggression.


John asked his father if they could have a quiet private dinner in his residence as they had much to discuss. As they enjoyed a fantastic meal prepared by the Mess at Fort Connor they never tasted food as good as the Prime Rib of Buffalo served medium rare with a horseradish sauce. As they quietly enjoyed the favorite desert of all who served at Fort Connor, John savored his vanilla ice cream with far too much hot fudge sauce.


Finally, the three men adjourned to their Great Room and John apologized for not serving Scotch, Brandy and definite NO MOONSHINE tonight. We all need clear heads to help in making the greatest decision of my life.




Harold held John, kissed him gently and told him he would always be at his side and support him regardless of the decision he made. His father was more candid as he commented: “You have accomplished so much for this country no one would think less of you if you chose not to run”. The decision has to be yours and yours alone. We will support your decision as we have all the decisions you have made in your life.


John broke out the 100 year old brandy and commented: “I need a drink”! “Feel free to join me.” Asking his father to be excused he needed to take a walk and have a long chat with God. Taking the rosary given to him by his late friend and pontiff… John walked to the Chapel and knelt in intense prayer. Our ever stealthy and proactive Chaplain quietly knelt beside John and asked if he could help in any way. John only commented he was asking God to help him make a monumental decision. The Chaplain saw Harold standing at the back of the Chapel and suggested John take a walk with his partner in the meditation garden.


As they sat on the marble bench as the eternal flame illuminated the statue of Dale and Duke in the shadow of the setting sun… the marble headstones seem to glow and John knew the decision he had to make. These men gave their lives for us imps and to allow us to grow into the best men possible. I would bring dishonor to them and their sacrifice if I failed to fulfill my destiny.


As John and Harold walked hand in hand back to the Mini Mansion, they entered their bedroom and locked the door. They had little knowledge of how secure their surroundings were that night as 1st Sergeant Monster was on guard duty and no intruder would survive attempting to invade their privacy.


Harold held John in his arms, kissed him passionately as he slowly revealed his beautiful naked body. Harold never had known a moment more passionate as he did at this time and place and his only thoughts were to share with this special person and leave no doubt as to how much he was loved.


The sex they shared was gentle and romantic and frankly of a quantity both men hadn”t experience since their college days. By sunrise, John asked Harold to assist him to medical. The secret service detail that accompanied them had to smile knowing how much these two men were still in love. Embarrassed, admitting to Doc he had enjoyed the most romantic moment in his life since he was in college. But, my ass is in agony and I need your help! There was no embarrassment as he lay on the exam table with his legs in stirrups. He gasp as the cold well greased speculum entered his ass and then instant relief with Doc using a full can of spray to deliver the instant relief.


Doc turned to Harold and asked what shape he was in. Harold smiled and only commented he was doing fine. Thanks for helping my partner and before you say it, I know we have 14 days in sexual purgatory.


Walking to morning flag raising every man they met saluted out of pride and friendship. It was a blaze of color against the rising sun to see the Alpha Zulu flag, the Army Flag, the flag of our six star Generals, the flag of our five star Generals and the flag of POTUS joined by the Stars and Stripes as we paid honor to our country as our national emblem was raised to full staff.


As we were enjoying a fantastic Fort Connor breakfast OPS advised Worthington One requesting permission to land. Authorizing permission General Masters join both the Fort Connor and Secret Service security teams at the air strip.


To everyone surprise Dale and Dwight walked down the plane ramp and had their security verified. Advised POTUS was in a family meeting in his father”s quarters they asked to be taken to talk with their old friends. Knocking at the door of General Masters billet everyone was surprised when they walked in. Greeted warmly by POTUS, Harold and General Masters they turned to the “lovebirds” and commented from the smiles on your face and the radiance that abounds it only means Harold has finally got you “knocked up”. John and Harold looked at each other and wondered if adding a child would be fair to the imp considering their lifestyle. Dwight didn”t give them a choice. Handing them the files on five children he and Dale would be staying until you select one. Excusing them, they apologized for intruding into “family time” but it seemed most appropriate. It is now time our new Generals had parity with POTUS.


Although, Dale and Dwight had not formally been introduced to our new Generals their work with the Worthington foundation was well known. Both men were well respected within the Worthington group and throughout the military and political arena of Washington.


As the Generals greeted Dale and Dwight in their quarters, they shocked the hell out of them as they advised it was time you two got serious about one another and start a family. Just seeing you two together it is obvious you have feelings for one another. And, frankly a child wanting a FOREVER HOME doesn”t care if you are gay, they just want to be loved and accepted.


Here are the files on five children who need forever homes. We will be borrowing one of your VIP suites until you two and POTUS choose a young man to fulfill your lives and help to nurture into a loving adult.


Hector looked at Abe (as he would be known to his close friends) his Latin blood boiled with passion. Dale and Dwight excused bitlis escort themselves as it became obvious the two men needed privacy. Holding the hand of his military partner Abe only commented he was attracted to this beautiful man since he first saw him. “I don”t know if you are gay or straight but I”m falling in love with you. Seeing the massive erection in Abe”s pants left little doubt as to his sexual orientation. Walking to their bedroom and locking the door they advised OPS unless there was an ALERT they were not to be disturbed.


Hector kissed Abe passionately as his hands explored his magnificent body. Just thinking this hot body slept last night only a room away he was ready to have an orgasm in his BDUs. When Hector reached between Abe”s legs he gasp and Abe only commented most men like to feel it and lick it but few in my life even want to try and be fucked by it.


Stripping Abe naked Hector was between his legs and managed to lodge the head of Abe”s thick cock deep in his throat until his lips nuzzled pubic hair. Abe was in Nirvana as this was the first time in his life anyone had deep throated him. As Hector could feel the first blast of hot cum headed down into his gut he knew before they finished this afternoon Abe would be balls deep in his ass. But, now is the time for romance, sweet words and cuddling. More sex was definitely on the agenda for today, but intimacy was needed first.


Hector was the true romantic and after 45 minutes of nuzzling, licking, teasing, tickling and a few moments of sucking the life back into Abe”s monster Hector was ready to take the biggest cock of his life. Looking into Abe”s eyes Hector begged Abe to fuck him to Nirvana a few times. As Abe”s cock stood tall Hector applied two full tubes of lube both to Abe”s cock and his ass and then straddled his legs and slowly lowered himself on Abe”s monster.


Hector was no virgin but feeling the thick cockhead spread the lips of his tunnel of love made him recall the moment when his virginity had been taken forcibly. The pain was intense and if he survived that moment of forced sex, he could endure whatever discomfort accompanied pleasuring this man who means so much to him.


As Hector applied downward pressure the expression on Abe”s face was one of pure lust and love. Finally, with his ass spread to beyond anything ever experienced in his life Abe”s balls burst forth a massive load of cum and it gave the needed lube for the cockhead and a good six inches of cock to slide into Hectors ass.


The pain rushed to Hectors brain and he knew he was going to be one of the tightest fucks Abe had ever enjoyed. Slowly he rose and lowered himself on this monstrous python as Abe only yelled words of encouragement as he blasted off another load of ball juice.


Finally, Abe reached the point in Hectors ass no man had ever reached before, his second cherry. Hector never knew it existed until Abe forcibly thrust his pelvis up and he broke through to virgin territory. Hector screamed in pain as his balls blasted off covering Abe”s chocolate body with a massive dose of thick white ball juice. Finally, Hector could feel pubic hair on his ass and knew he had succeeded in his mission and his goal had been obtained.


Leaning forward he kissed Abe passionately and told him it hurt like hell but he loved being the one to provide Abe with so much pleasure. “Fuck me, send me to nirvana, destroy my ass and I”ll love you forever!”


Abe flipped him into a doggie position without losing but � of the cock buried in Hector”s ass. Now came the moment of truth as Abe started a power fuck that left Hector with a painful raw ass and empty balls. As both men collapsed sexually sated they kissed and knew this was a duty assignment that was making them both fall in love.


As both men walked awkwardly to retreat that evening it was obvious to all the men in formation our Generals had celebrated their promotions and were falling in love with each other. Dale only commented he doubted if the Generals had time to review the files on prospective children, but he hoped they could find the time to read the portfolios tonight.


As POTUS and Harold announced their selection to Dale and Dwight, Dale opened his computer and asked both men to enter the secure signature on the application. Letters of recommendation have already been obtained from the Chief Justice, SecDef and the Vice President.


Handing the four children not selected by POTUS and Harold to add to their selection process… The Generals were in tears reading the horror stores of the lives these young imps had endured. If they could, they would adopt them all, but they had yet to even learn the needs of an imp and to be a father themselves. They knew the men of Alpha Zulu from the lowest private to the General of the Army would help them in any way possible.


With nine children to choose from both men decided to adopt one child each and when they were married, we would be a family of four. (Married, did he say married?) Roger was doing a “victory roll over Fort Connor hearing the fantastic news.) Dale and Dwight would soon know the joy Angus experience every time he placed an imp in a FOREVER FAMILY!


The Orphanage administrator was in shock when he read the application for adoption and it was from the President of the United States and his partner. Advising Dale he would clear his calendar whenever the President was available but encourage him to make it soon as there is an imp that really needs a FOREVER FAMILY!


Within a week, POTUS arranged his schedule so he could sign the adoption papers and meet his son. It was a big question whether the administrator or the imp was more shocked at the sight of POTUS. The imp looked at the two men approaching him in the garden and cried an abundance of tears stating: “He was soiled goods and had to work the streets to survive. You deserve a son better than I am.”


We held the young imp as we told him we didn”t care what had happened in the past. He was now our son and his future was whatever he made it. We need to have a long chat and let you know the reality of being the “First Son” and what accompanies it.


As POTUS and Harold signed the volume of papers John smiled and only commented this is more to sign than the Nuclear Arms Treaty with Russia. Finally, their son walked out of the Orphanage and was shocked by the amount of security and police vehicles that accompanied the “Beast” and he started his life as the son of the most powerful man in the free world.


As they settled into the White House third floor residency, they tucked their son in bed and then retired to their personal quarters. Hearing crying coming from their son”s bedroom they knocked and entered to find a terrified young boy.


“Roger told me what great people you are but I”m so frightened being alone in this big house.” Picking up their son they carried him to their bedroom, placed him in the center of the bed and as they stripped down to their boxers they made a secure cuddle sandwich of him. During the night he had his arms wrapped around one of his fathers and then the other. He was in love with both men and gave thanks to God and a wonderful guardian angel by the name of Roger.


The young imp was in awe of living on the streets to now living in the White House. If he only realized the “fish bowl” it was and the intrusive nature of the White House sharks. When POTUS suddenly appeared and address the “sharks” with the announcement of he and Harold adopting a son he made it abundantly clear his son was “off limits” and anyone who violated that rule both the reporter and his agency would be banned from any federal office building in the United States. (You really don”t want to find out how serious I am!)


The next day after a nutritious breakfast served by the White House chef, Harold changed into civilian clothes and took his son”s hand, accompanied by a small detail of Secret Service made a trip to our friendly tailor. Ordering three suits, he allowed his son to pick out the material and color. Harold was shocked to see how conservative his son was with his selections.


Asking his Secret Service detail as to where he could find the other clothing necessities for his son, he was advised a small mall nearby contained multiple national chain stores that you can choose from. Any of them can be “one stop shopping”. Requesting additional security in such an open and congregated space, the store selected immediately gave Harold a dedicated employee to expedite his needs and his sons selections.


Harold was shocked at the cost of “kitting” his son and was happy his “black card” had an unlimited line of credit. (If he only knew he would be doing this all again in 6 months.)


The store was so proud to break the story of being selected to provide service for the President”s son. The nation now knew the President and his partner had adopted a son and now every media in the world wanted access. John and Harold wondered if they had made a big mistake and all the media attention would now ruin the family life they wanted with their son.


As John and Harold discussed the problem with their son, they admitted the problem wasn”t going away until the media had a chance to interview you. We can keep them at bay, but we can”t keep them away. Freedom of the press is guaranteed in this country and you my son are as much of a public servant as we two are. We still are on probation status as your parents so you can always elect to refuse this lifestyle and ask the Orphanage to find you different parents.


As our son wrapped his arms around both fathers necks, he cried as he told us he had the two best fathers in the world. No one would ever force him to leave this family. I”m ready if you”ll stand with me. As John asked the White House Press Secretary to join them in the family quarters both fathers ask to have a pool reporter conduct the interview and for it to be live and in prime time. “It is the moment in my Presidency where I will sink or swim, but WE will always love and defend our son!”


Every live talk show on TV and Radio couldn”t stop from talking about the President and his partner adopting a son. The news broadcast had it as their lead story and that the President would be presenting his son to the Nation on a live broadcast that evening.


Asking his son what he thought about changing his name with his adoption. “How do you like the name “Harold John Alexander-Masters”? Asking his legal staff to prepare the documents to change his name the Chief Justice offered to immediately sign the documents if they could be messengered to his office in the Supreme Court. Within the hour our young imp truly was the “First Son” of the President and his partner.


Not much presidential work was done the day of the broadcast. The priorities that day was getting their son a haircut, nourished, relaxed and then dressed as a young executive. We fathers encouraged him to talk from his heart and just be honest. We will always stand with you and defend you in every way possible.


POTUS and Harold would have been in meltdown if they had known over 90% of the television and radio audience in the United States were watching and listening to every word their son shared. And that didn”t include the international audience listening and watching abroad.


As the emblem of the White House appeared on the television screen the announcer only commented: “The President of the United States”.


“Good evening my fellow bolu escort Americans and Citizens from around the world who may be watching. Much has been shared and said in the media of late regarding my partner and I adopting a son. Our only motives are altruistic and to give our son a loving family and the best future possible.


At the constant request of the media we have agreed to an unscripted, unrehearsed interview by a member of the press selected at random and the interview to be shared live with all the media providers.


It is now time for my partner and I to introduce our son Harold John Alexander-Masters. As our son sat comfortably opposite the interviewer Harold and I stood behind him showing our support.


The reporter was good and considerate of the age of our son. When asked she understood he might have supported himself working on the street our son was more mature than we ever believe possible at his age.


He candidly admitted he worked on the street and sold his body to survive. He wasn”t proud of what he did but he had been abandoned by his parents and had no other means to live. Even he was shocked that two such prominent and public men would want to adopt him as their son.


When asked how he felt about having a gay couple as parents he bristled at the question. “I have a loving family and the fact they are two men says much for the love they want to share. I am the luckiest son in the world to have two such loving fathers!”


When asked what his future held? “I”ve had a loving family for less than a month and what the future holds is known only to God. I know my fathers will support me regardless of what the future holds for me.”


After an hour of constantly answering questions it was time for the interview to finally end. The pool reporter thanked our son for being so honest and candid and thanked us both for allowing this interview and also adopting such a wonderful young man.


As the broadcast lights went off and the cameras indicated we were off air, Harold and I hugged our son and said he did better than I did at my first interview. Let”s go raid the kitchen for a big bowl of ice cream and three spoons. (I think the first thing our son did when he moved into the White House is find the quickest path to the kitchen and made friends with the Chef.)


Finally, after a week of sleeping between his two fathers our son announced he was ready to sleep in his own bed. We told him, if he changed his mind just knock at our door so we could be decently dressed and he was always welcomed to cuddle between us.


0600 hours and we awoke to a loud voice yelling “INCOMMING” which unfortunately his landing misjudged his trajectory and his knee landed between Harold”s legs. (The fun of fatherhood no one ever warned us about.) Requesting a large ice pack with our morning coffee our security detail had to chuckle at the new realization of being a father. YOU COULD HAVE WARNED US! They only commented “some things are just better learned from experience”. You”ll love your son even as your balls are aching for hours. (Truer words were never spoken!)


We made an impromptu unannounced trip to Fort Connor with our son and asked Doc to give him the once over to make certain the doctors of Child Services and the Orphanage hadn”t missed anything. Doc kept drawing vial after vial of blood and in private asked if we wanted our son chipped.


“What in the hell are you talking about?” Every imp and every member of senior staff have a locator chip implanted in case of an emergency. All the Worthingtons and members of the “brain trust” and their dependents are chipped. This has been done since the first day Alpha Zulu became operational. This has been shown to save lives many times over the years. I urge you to have it done and I really don”t want to share with you the horror stories of imps of parents who refused the option. I talked with Harold and we both trust Doc! DO IT!


At our evening meal Doc asked if he could talk with us and the Generals in private. I”m sorry to be the one to give you the bad news but your son picked up a very nasty sexually transmitted disease from working on the streets. We can treat it with antibiotics but it will take a series of injections over weeks. I suggest Harold remain with your son at Fort Connor which can provide security as well as confidentiality as we treat him. Once he learns to trust us, I”ll need to do a very invasive test to assure no potential problem will exist down the road but for now we need to develop a level of trust with this young man.


The Generals agreed Harold would stay with his son at Fort Connor as I needed to return to Washington and resume my high profile and public life.


Our son was in tears when Doc told him about catching a disease from one of the men who abused him when he was living on the street. We will treat it and you will not have any long-lasting effects. Your medical records are sealed and no one will ever know of this.


Doc was such a “pussy cat” with imps and so gentle and understanding as he told our Son about putting a shunt in his arms so he wouldn”t have to stick him with a needled every time. All he would feel is a prick and he would go to sleep. When he woke up it would be all over.


It took nearly a month of Antibiotics to treat this “bug” given to my son. I wanted to send out a “black ops team” to exact revenge on the man but Doc said the man had to be so ravaged by disease he would be answering to God before we could locate him.


When the blood tests came back the antibiotics had successfully eliminated the disease from my son and there would be no residual damage. Doc admitted he wanted one last test to be certain our son would have no problem. Our son was embarrassed when Doc told him what he wanted to do. The thought of a scope down his throat didn”t sound as bad as one going up his ass. Doc assured him he would be asleep and other than a sore throat and possibly a sore rectum he would be totally asleep during the test.


The most difficult part is the prep the day before the test. You”ll take a pill the night before and you”ll be in the john most of the day passing everything in your gut into the stool. As our son looked quizzical at Doc”s comment I whispered in his ear: “You”ll be shitting your brains out”… that he understood!


Our son had learned to trust Doc over the past few weeks and only commented “when do we do this”. Eat a good dinner tonight and I”ll give your father the pill for you to swallow before you go to bed. We”ll plan the procedure late tomorrow afternoon.


As my son was terrified, I asked the Master Sergeant in the mess if I could have a large bowl of vanilla ice cream with mega hot fudge topping with two spoons. As we sat quietly at dinner, we shared this delicious desert as I held his free hand assuring him he would never be alone.


After dinner I gave him his pill to swallow and he did it without any hesitation. Terrified of the next day, I picked him up and carried him to my bed. He would be sleeping with me tonight. About 0300 hours Harold made a mad dash for the bathroom and I knew the events of the day had started. I made certain every waking hour he had a bottle of water in his hand and was keeping hydrated. Finally, when nothing was passing from his body but clear water, we walked hand in hand to Medical and Doc was ready.


Asking the imp to put on a hospital gown and lay on the exam table. Doc affirmed to him you”ll only feel a prick and when you wake up it will all be over. As soon as our son was “OUT” doc turned to me and ordered I could wait outside, Doc would let me know the results of the exam.


Frankly, I had no interest in seeing the invasive test Doc felt was so necessary. I only wish Doc had sedated me when he did my son.


An hour later Doc exited the exam room and talked with me as a father. You son has some nasty scaring in his throat, but it shouldn”t cause him any problem in the future. As for his ass someone really tore him up. I repaired the damage and he”ll have some tender bowel movements for a week so I”ll order a soft diet. Make sure the mess reads my Email because at times it just slips into the spam folder. You”ll have a groggy “drunk” son for the rest of the evening so I suggest bed rest (for both of you).


The next morning after flag raising and breakfast, we returned to our quarters I shared with my son and his father via secure video conference what Doc had shared with me after the procedure. Our son was mortified at what had been determined and he never planned to tell anyone about that part of his life. We assured him he had no reason to be ashamed, he was the victim and the adult was a criminal. He will die from his disease and a death sentence is fitting for a sexual predator. Other than a sore butt for a week, you”ll are a normal young imp and will enjoy a full life.


Our young imp interacted with his peers and loved the free time and laser room challenging every imps he could to “lethal combat”. We knew this was the first step in his life to wanting to live and study in the secure surroundings of Fort Connor and with the men of Alpha Zulu.


The 90 day trial with our son finally arrived and POTUS cleared his schedule and the Presidential Motorcade made its way to the Orphanage admid a mass show of media when we arrived. As the police held them at a distance the orphanage director only commented this was the perfect venue for you as President to encourage people to provide a FOREVER HOME to a needy imp.


It took hours for the orphanage staff and some very pointed and personal questions as to our parenting skills both current and in our future. The moment finally arrived when our son was asked for one last time if he wanted us as his FOREVER FAMILY and we were so proud when he said YES as proud and as loud as any General barking an order. We were then asked if we still wanted this young man as our son. Harold and I looked at each other and only commented he has stolen our hearts and he IS our son forever. THE ADOPTION WAS APPROVED!


As we took the security risk and faced a member of the media we knew from the White House, we were asked how the final evaluation had gone. I assured everyone we were not given any special consideration due to my being the President of the United States. We met the same standards of any parents seeking adoptions. We urge any family that has room in their hearts to share it with a deserving child to consider giving them a FOREVER HOME and support the worthwhile programs of the Worthington Foundation.


When our son was asked how he felt now that he truly was the son of the President of the United States he smiled as he wrapped his arms around the necks of both fathers and smothered us with kisses. Guess what lead the evening news in every market in the United States and around the world. Adoption applications reached an all-time high that month and I knew I couldn”t refuse Dale and Dwight when they asked me to be the speaker at the annual Worthington Charity Fund Raising Dinner. It would be a labor of love and I would be truly speaking from my heart.


Returning to the White House a Rocket Propelled Grenade struck the lead security vehicle and the individuals behind the attack quickly learned how much security accompanies a President when he is outside of the White House Bubble. An Apache gunship destroyed the area where the attack took place and it would take DNA to determine who the attackers were.


Someone had picked a fight with the wrong President and they would quickly learn the power of the Oval Office.





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