Brian

Benji

Chapters 20-27

Chapter 20

"All units, This is White Knight. Honor goes to the Eddies. Execute Benji Blitz in 20 out.

"He said my name." Benji said.

Colonel White handed the General a large portfolio.

"This should help Sir. The Benji Blitz is on page 22."

The General leafed through the portfolio.

"This is unbelievable. Your General, Brin has set up multiple plans for every contingency. Let see now, Benji Blitz. Ah! Here we are. Ok White Knight is General Israel. Black Knight is Admiral Cunningham. Green Grocer is the Israeli light artillery."

"The basic plan is real simple. With the Marines doing a end run to get behind. The main force will attack in three separate directions. The Loyal Eddies with two squadrons of Leopard Tanks will assault the center under the gun fire from the cruisers. The 1st Heavy Infantry moves right to cut the Sudanese supply lines and prevent escape of the main body. The 2nd moves left to prevent Enemy forces from escaping south. The Light Artillery is set up to support which ever Heavy Infantry Battalion needs it. With the Eddies pushing up the middle it will force the Sudanese to split their forces to prevent encirclement. But when the Marines hit them from the rear they will only two choices. Either surrender or die."

Less than two hours later it was all over. The Sudanese figuring out what was happening surrendered in mass. The captured troops were stripped of their weapons, tanks, and carriers. All AA Artillery was captured. The wounded were transferred by air to the Good Hope. All others were ordered to start walking back to Sudanese lines, about 40 km [25 miles] to the north. We did not have the means to hold over 15,000 men, nor did we want to. The loss of over 1000 tanks and 2000 other combat vehicles, plus personal weapons would be a real blow to the Sudan Armed Forces. And now with almost a full Division sitting less than 350 km [220 miles] from Khartoum, the Sudan Government might have to rethink their invasion of Chad. Especially after I got through with them. The message set down on my console by Colonel White said all I needed.

To: Commander Brin Sadac INTERSEC.

The Loss of the Destroyer Benton was felt throughout the halls of Congress. With a vote in both houses, The Senate and Congress, with no dissensions voted, NorAm has declared unrestricted warfare with Sudan.

Not Surprisingly you have the only Division on Sudanese soil. The Government of NorAm has decided to contract The International Security Command to lead the Attack on the Sudanese Capital Khartoum. You have the complete support of all NorAm forces in theater.

Lt. General Blake will be both the liaison with Intersec and overall commander of all ground, air and sea forces of NorAm. Under the Umbrella of the Red Sea Combat Zone.

The augmented forces at your disposal are the Nuclear Carriers JFK II, and the Pearson. The 5th , 6th, and 10th Marine Assault Brigades. The 3rd Armored Division in Germany and the 22nd Fighter Bomber Group in Bagdad.

God go with you Sir. Although I sometimes think He goes with you.

The President of NorAm.

"Jesus what does all this mean?"

"To me Sir not much. My only concern is the liberation of all the boys and girls presently in slavery, specifically sex slavery world wide. We have a war. Or should I say Ari has a war to fight. Now he has all the resources he needs. But I have to get back to my needs. Good Luck General."

"Brin are you mad at me?" Tom said.

"No Tom. Not You. Sudan, this whole sordid affair. Sudan had to know that to attack a NorAm fleet was like attacking NorAm at home. To sink a destroyer, just made the retribution worse. I don't like war. It's wasteful. It kills more innocents than combat soldiers. Christ it's 2030, can't people just get along."

"Brin you're the one with a now battle hardened Division in a theater of war. Their almost all your troops. At least you pay most of them."

"General I work on an old adage. Want peace prepare for war. But make sure the men and women you are sending in harms way have the best weapons available. And Never, Never back down or go back on your word."

"My original mandate, coming here was at the request of the Sultan of Burundi. He was sure that Sudan was going to attack and occupy Burundi. His request gave me an in, so to speak. I wanted to bring the Sultan down, end the child slavery. By allowing me to deploy a combat Brigade to Burundi, brought all his plans down. Weather Sudan wanted his oil or not is irrevelavent. Sudan did Attack a NorAm Fleet. They Sunk a Destroyer. They killed over 600 men. They deserve what they get. But I really want no part of it. I have what I want. A free Burundi, out from under the despicable Sultan and his henchmen. And almost 3000 free boys and girls."

"Now Lt. Gen Blake, Tom, I suggest you do what your good, very good at. I'm going to continue what I'm think I'm good at."

For the first time since I'd met him less than twenty four hours before Tom stood up. Standing ramrod straight. He saluted and said.

"Commander you Command one of the best units I have ever seen in combat. They work with a precision that is unknown in most modern armies. And they seem to be fearless. I'm not sure I could command the respect they show to you. Would they accept my orders as easily as they accept yours?"

"Colonel White. "O" group all commands in 60 minutes in the conference room at my hotel."

"Yes Sir."

"Benji, Tom, lets go."

We walked out into the sunshine. Damn it was hot, mad even hotter by the coming and going of Helicopters, and Osprey, transporting the kids to the New Hope.

"Tom I hate being saluted. Don't do it again, I'm not your superior, I'm just a man on a mission.

A security officer turned and saluted me or maybe Tom.

"We've moved almost 900 so far Sirs'"

"Good keep it up."

We turned and climbed into an armored Humvee.

"My hotel please."

Fifteen minutes later we were in my suite drinking ice cold 100 year old scotch. Benji too.

"So what's next for you Brin?" Tom asked

"The interrogations of the Sultan and the other persons under arrest."

"So what exactly are you after?"

"I want to know where else the Sultan has slaves working. I want to know where Bor-Dango is. I want to know where he has more sex slaves working. Benji told me when he was on board the ship they stopped at numerous ports and picked up more young men. I want to know where all these ports are."

"And then?"

"General, Tom, I'm not sure. I only know I'm going to end this evil trade."

At two in the afternoon all Commanders of Combat Units arrived for the conference. Tom, Benji and I walked in at two ten. Every single person in the room rose and saluted.

"Relax gentlemen." General Blake said

No one moved until I said at ease guys. Sit down.

"General Israel!"

"Yes Sir."

"Effective immediately. All units of the Third International Security Command Brigade are placed under the command of Lt. General Blake NorAm armed forces. All unit commanders will only take orders from him from now on. INTERSEC forces are now under contract to NorAm."

"A singular honor Sir and congratulations General Blake."

"From you Ari your support and congratulations bring warmth to my heart Sir." Tom said

"Ari as my last command to the Third (Benji) Brigade, you detach the Loyal Eddies."

When General Mayes rose to pretest.

"I need you Geordie."

"Yes Sir."

"If you don't need me anymore Tom, I think I'll leave now. Take very good care of my Brigade. I love them all. Give them the support and they could take the world."

As I stood to leave, the whole room stood and saluted. God how I loved these men. To put your life in harms way for just me, brought such an ache to my heart. Even Tom was saluting as I left the room.

"Lets go make love Benji."

"Yes." he said.

As an after thought I turned and addressed all the Commanders in the room.

"Gentlemen. Tomorrow at 12:00, Benji and I are going to married. I call it an honor if you all were there. However if your particular sexual attitude would raise a conflict within your mind. I won't take offense if you say no. The ceremony will be onboard the Good Hope II."

I turned and left with Benji on my arm. We were almost to the elevator when we ran into Mo.

"Mo! Benji almost yelled and grabbed him and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Hi Benji, Brin. Was just looking for you. Told you were in a conference."

"I was, but not anymore. What's on your mind?"

"Can we go someplace and talk. It is most urgent."

I heard Benji groan.

"Lets go up to my suite. Sorry Benji."

After we were comfortably seated in the suite.

"Brin I hope I haven't missed the wedding. I was hoping I could act as Benji's Best Man."

"Your in luck, it's happening tomorrow onboard the Good Hope II. Captain Fontaine as agreed to marry us."

"Good. Now there is a little protocol involved here so first off I want you Benji to go pack everything you will need for tomorrow."

"Why. Why can't I just meet you there?"

"It's bad luck to have sex with your soon to be partner for life the night before your wedding."

I chuckled.

"Brin do you have a best man?"

"No Mo, but I think one will knock on my door before the day is done."

"Now what was so urgent?"

Mo opened his brief case and set a leather bound book on the table.

"Do you know what this is?"

"It's the ledger from the palace."

"Yes it is but do know what's in it."

"It list all the boys who were brought to the palace and their eventual disposition."

"It tells a far worse story than that Brin. It does indeed list all the boys and some girls, but I note mostly boys, between the ages of 9 and 16. It also shows what eventually happened to them once they left the employ, for want of a better word, of the palace and the Sultan and his guests. The dates go back almost 10 years. In that time over 12,000 Boys were abducted, brought to Burundi, Trained and abused by the Sultan and his men. Those that didn't measure up to the Sultans standards were simply killed. Thanks in part to a citizen of Burundi we have found a mass grave site. The boys who have been found so far, had there hands tied behind there backs and a single bullet in the scull. The Sultan is a mass murderer. Of those that were deemed suitable we have the names of their buyers. It's like a chapter out of who's who of the Elite of the world."

"So what's this all mean."

"Brin this reaches the upper echelon of some of the major governments of the world, including NorAm."

"In other words, I've opened a can of tuna and found it was a can of worms."

"In a nutshell yes."

"So now what?"

"Under orders from the President of NorAm we are going to pursue prosecution of them all."

"So is that going to stop me from pursuing all the other places boy slaves are used?"

"No. It's going to take a year maybe more to get all "The Dirt" we need to ensure convictions."

"Have you talked to the interrogators at the palace yet?" I asked.

"Not yet. I was told by the chief interrogator, that it will ten to twelve days before we have all the information needed for prosecution. Tell Ari thank you. For the Israeli interrogators."

During our talk I hadn't noticed that Benji had left the room. He now walked in wearing what I found him in when he first came into my life. Tattered cutoffs and a t-shirt.

"Before I marry Brin, I need to tell you the rest of my story. I said I would tell you Mo."

"Are you sure of this Benji?" I said.

"Yes my love. I need you both to know it all. Maybe then my heart will be more at ease. Maybe then I can begin to heal my heart."

"Okay love. Give me minute. I picked up my lap top and brought up the end of his last talk we had.

"Now you were in a limo on your way to the mansion."

"Do you remember any other signs or names while you were in the car Benji?" Mo asked.

"Only one. A sign said welcome to blue grass country. What's blue grass? I know grass is green."

"Kentucky." Mo murmured.

"I was in the limo and we arrived a walled and fenced estate. The sign over the gate just said welcome. As we drove inside the first thing we came to was a high fence with barbed wire on top. We had to stop at a gate and wait for some men to open it. I noticed when the gates were opened they blocked off the area between the fences. When I looked out as we drove past the double gate several huge dogs standing at the fence. After we inside the gates were closed and dogs were able to pass through the area that was blocked as we entered. As soon as we arrived. I was uncuffed and led into the mansion. As soon as I entered I met the man who had bought me.

"You are the newest boy in my stable. Let me show you around."

He first led me back outside.

"You see the dog runs? If you try to escape from here you will have to cross that fenced area. I keep my dogs always hungry. So you will end up as a small meal for my dogs." he laughed.

"It is very simple to keep me happy. Please my guests. If you don't please them you will be punished. Severly punished. Most of my guests like to inflict pain on a boys body. However they are not allowed to do any permanent or lasting damage. They like to hear a boy screaming. I don't mind either. If asked you will of course submit to any request. No matter what is asked. Some of my guests like to have my boys drink their piss and eat their shit. If asked you will do it. If you refuse I will have you whipped. The first time 25 lashes, after that they are doubled. If you continue to refuse my guest requests I might decide to feed you to my dogs. After I have cut your balls off and cooked and eaten them in front of you."

All this time we had been walking around the mansion. We came to a door in back of the building. He unlocked the door and led me down stairs to a well lighted hallway. There were about 12 doors stretching down the hallway on each side. He stopped at door and unlocked it.

"This will be your room for as long as you are here."

When we entered I saw it had a large bed on one wall. A table with one chair. Through another opening was a shower and toilet. He opened another smaller door.

"This is where you will sleep."

In the small room was a thick pad on the floor, a single pillow and a blanket.

"The bed is only for the use of my guests. You will keep it clean and tidy. After one of my guest have finished having their fun with you, you will change the bed, sweep and wash the floor, clean the bathroom. Food will be brought to you at specified times. If upon entering with your food the room is not immaculate, you will go hungry. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Now undress."

I quickly removed all my clothes. And stood naked in front of him.

"Very good." was all he said.

He then picked up my clothes and left the room. I heard the door being locked after he left. I looked around my new home. The room was spotless. The floor was white tile, as were the walls. The ceiling was all mirrors. I really need to relieve myself so I went in and used the washroom. Remembering what he said I made sure I cleaned it after I used the toilet. I then went and laid down on my pallet in the small room.

A very short time later I heard the door being unlocked. I quickly got up and stood waiting. All I heard was. "No permanent Damage or you will never be allowed back here again."

An old man walked in with a case in his hand. He totally ignored me as he set it down on the table opened it and started to place things on the table.

"Come here boy and stand with your legs apart."

I did as he said. He grabbed my ball sack and wrapped a fine wire around them and pulled it very tight. When I screamed at the pain he just chuckled. He then picked up a long metal rod and after putting on some lube inserted it into my cock. He pushed it in about 7". It didn't hurt but felt weird. It made my cock very hard. As soon as I was hard he wrapped another piece of wire around the base of my cock and again pulled it very tight. Now the rod he had put in my cock hurt really bad and I saw a trickle of blood running from my piss whole. He ran his finger through it and then tasted it. "Good" was all he said.

"Put your hands on your head boy."

He then attached alligator clips to my teats. They bit in really hard and even drew more blood. He just laughed as I groaned in pain. He was fondling my balls and then picked a long steel needle. He smiled as he shoved into one of my balls. Surprisingly it didn't hurt too much. He then put another into my other ball. He told me to turn around and bend over. I felt a cold metal object being shoved into my ass.

"Now come over to the bed." he ordered.

As soon as I was laying on the bed he tied my hands and feet to rings in the bed ends. I was now spread eagle on the bed. He picked up a box from the case and plugged it into a wall socket and then came over and sat down on the bed.

"You are a very good looking boy Benji. It's going to be a real pleasure to have some fun with you. It's too bad they won't let me fry your cock and balls. But I guess if I did that I wouldn't be able to come back and do it again would I."

He proceeded to attach wires to all the metal items he had put into me or on me.

"I think I'll start with a hundred volts first."

He flicked a switch on the box and my whole body seemed to leap off the bed as my cock, my balls, my ass and teats were constricted in the most awful pain I had ever felt. I knew I was screaming, but couldn't hear myself.

I could see in the mirrors him laughing as he adjusted one switch or another. The pain went on and on, sometimes my teats or my balls would be hurting and then my ass and cock. Sometimes only one part. But it just continued and he kept laughing at my torment.

All at once it stopped.

As I looked at him he had the most evil grin on his face I had ever seen on anyone.

I saw as he moved all the switches to maximum settings on his electro torture machine.

"I've changed my mind. I am going to fry your young balls and cock. So I won't be able come back here, there are other places I can find young boys to torture to death. It's been fun and I look forward to eating your balls after I fry them."

The next thing I remember as waking up in a bed in another room. I was hand cuffed to the metal head board.

The Senator walked in.

"Ah good your awake. I'm a little sorry that your first session was with that man. Luckily someone was monitoring your room when he decided to fry your balls or I wouldn't be talking to you. He won't ever be back here and he even paid me your whole cost to me. He really wanted to buy you so he could finish what he had started. But I declined his offer. As soon as your healed you will go back to your room to please other clients. Your more valuable to me now that your paid for."

A couple of days later I was once again locked in my room. Over the next several months I was required to suck, be fucked, drink piss, eat shit, be whipped, have my balls beaten, my cock stretched until I thought it would come off. Every second day a new torment and a new tormenter. Sometimes I couldn't please a guest and I was taken from the room and whipped until I passed out from the pain. It just went on and on. After seemed like ages fewer and fewer guests were sent to my room. One day a man came and handed me a pair of cutoffs and a t-shirt.

"Put them on. He ordered.

After I was dressed I was taken before the Senator.

"You've done very well Benji. I've made almost a 100 grand off of you. But you no longer attract clients. You are all used up. Rather than just feed you to my dogs, I have found a client who is interested in buying you."

A hood was slipped over my head and my hands and feet were tied. I was carried out and put in a vehicle. Sometime later I was carried aboard an aircraft. The flight was very long. When we landed it was very cold. I was just dumped into a van and later put in stone cell. I was uncuffed and given a warm blanket to cover me up and left alone. Several hours later a hooded man unlocked my door and put a plate with food on it and a steel mug of water. I was so hungry I just wolfed it all down. I was left in the room for several days. Then one night, I knew it was night because there was no light coming through the window high up on the wall of my cell, two men came and removed me from the cell. I was taken up and told to strip and shower. The hot shower made me the warmest I had been for days. Afterward I taken up and tied down to a slab of stone in the middle of a vast room. It was lighted by torches around the walls of the room. I heard chanting, and then saw a long line of robed and hooded people walking slowly into the chamber. The line seemed endless. After they were all lined up surrounding me tied naked to the stone slab.

"Brothers! Brothers we are here to save this young man from the devil within him."

"First we must force the devil out. The devil likes pain given to others, but hates pain given to him. Therefore we must force the devil out of him. Beat him my brothers, force the devil from his young body. Cleanse him. Beat the devil from him. The hooded men each came up and started to use belts on me, whipping me until I almost passed out. They stopped and I was turned over. As my whipped back was again tied to the slab it hurt even more. Then they continued for almost an hour or more. They didn't seem to care that I screamed and cried as they beat me.

"Enough Brothers, I feel the devil has left him. Now feed his soul with our seed."

I was roughly dragged off he slab and had my hand and head put in a sort of stock. I was bent at the waist. I felt a large cock being forced into my ass and as I opened my mouth to scream one was shoved into my mouth. I was forced to sucked and fucked for like seemed like forever. I must have passed out. The next face I saw was you Brin. I was again so scared. I just wanted to die."

Benji had his head down, not looking at either me or Mo. I stood up and gently lifted his chin until I could look into his tear filled eyes.

"And now my love?"

"But you know what I have done, how can you still love me?"

"Benji that was yesterday, last year or last century. Today is when I am. I will always love you. Your past can't change that. Ever."

I wrapped my arms around him as he started to really cry. Deep down sobs from a past he was totally ashamed of but couldn't change. I just Held him as he cried.

"Benji, Benji, Benji I will always love you. You are part of me now. I could never stop loving you."

"After tomorrow you will be my heart and soul."

Then a knock at my door. Mo got up and answered. Geordie came in.

"I'm sorry to bother you Sir, but I was wondering if I could be your best man tomorrow. I love you Sir and would find it a singular honor if you accepted."

"What do you think Benji?" I said.

Before he could answer another tap on my door.

Mo again opened the door.

Ari walked in.

"Excuse my intrusion Sir, Brin. Would you consider a double wedding tomorrow. I think I want to marry Jacob, No I know I want to marry Jacob."

Benji spoke up.

"On one condition. You will give me to Brin and Brin will give Jacob to you."

"A hard bargain that I am only happy to accept."

"I think a toast is in order." Mo said.

After drinks were handed out all around.

Mo stood and as he started another knock at my suite.

Damn my apartment was becoming crowded.

Lt. General Thomas Blake walked in.

"Hope I didn't miss anything Commander."

"We were about to toast our marriges, Benji to me and Jacob to Ari."

"Good then you will happy to know your route to the Good Hope will be guarded by the Fourth Marine Assault Brigade. Also every single Commander will be present. Now give me a drink and I'll join you."

Mo stood.

"First to you Benji. You through all your trials have found a true soul mate to hold you and love you. And to you to my old and dear friend Ari. I hope now you will find the happiness your soul begs for. I find that I love you all."

I give you Benji and Brin, Ari and Jacob. Long life and happiness to you all."

We all drank down our toast and then smashed the glasses on the floor.

"Now Benji are you packed?'

"Yes Mo, but do I really have to leave?"

"Yes."

After Mo and Benji left I felt empty not having him here. I needed him even more now. I guess I wanted him, in my bed. No more than that I wanted him always in my bed. So I could love him and make love to him and he could make love to me. Without him I just felt empty.

Geordie sensing my mood. Walked over and pulled me to my feet.

"Commander, my Friend."

"I am here for you. Now, tomorrow or next year. Brin you have brought something back to me that I always thought was buried in my past. I have a confession. I love you. No more than that I guess I really want you."

Before he could continue both Ari and Tom said they were leaving to prepare for the next days ceremony.

I released the embrace with Geordie and thanked both and walked to the door.

"Thank you my friends."

They left and I turned to see Geordie undressing.

What the fuck are you doing?" I asked.

"Very simple Sir, either I'm going to get fucked by my best friend or he is going to fuck me. Either way I win."

I had never seen Geordie nude and after he was undressed I saw he had a 8" very thick hard cock standing out from his body, very well muscled body.

"Well are you going to undress of do I have to do it for you. I would rather this be just two old friends enjoying each other, but I am going to do what I said, one way or an other.

I have to admit that seeing that hard cock and wonderful body did turn me on. Now how do I explain what I knew was going to happen to Benji.

A hard cock has no conscious. I started to undress. After I was nude Geordie walked up and kissed me full on the mouth. He was a very good kisser and at the same time he held my raging hard on.

"I think I want to suck on this great piece of meat Brin. Afterward you can put it my ass. I need to feel you inside me, but go slow it will be a first for me."

"Geordie are you sure about this?"

"Yes! I guess I have always wanted you. I love you more than you will ever know. Not just the pure love of friendship, but the deep down love that permeates my soul. I want you and I need you Brin."

"How long have we been friends?"

"Jesus Brin, I can remember you and I going to a bar when we were both just 16. How many years ago was that. Or do you remember me offering you my girl friend. She really wanted to be fucked by you. You said no. I could never understand that until later when you hired me to lead the Loyal Eddies. You told me then you were Gay and that sexual preference was not an issue in The International Security Command. I was totally astounded. But I think it was then that I knew I loved you. I guess deep down I had always loved you."

We had moved over to the bed as Geordie was talking and I was playing with his cock. It was so thick I could barely put my whole hand around it. I knew I wanted this cock inside me.

"Stop Talking."

I gently pushed him down on his back and then ran my tongue into his mouth. After kissing him for a few minutes I ran tongue down over his chest, sucking each teat in turn and then slowly moving down to that huge cock sticking straight up. I ran my tongue around the corona and then down the shaft. His balls were so big I could only suck one at a time. As I worked on him his groans of pleasure got louder. I finally slipped that monster cock into my mouth and let slide deep into my throat. It was so smooth, like a silken shaft. My jaw ached as I forced it deep into my throat. I let it out and then forced myself to drive it deeper into my throat. I just couldn't get enough of that cock into my throat it was so big. Geordie finally pulled me off him.

"Brin you were turning blue from lack of air."

"I don't care Geordie, I want all of you in my throat and then in my ass. I want first to taste that nectar stored down in your balls and then have you unload more inside me."

"If your sure Brin!"

"Yes Geordie fuck my face and then turn me over and fuck my ass."

Geordie grabbed my head and forced his cock into my mouth. He held me there and then thrust his cock into my throat. He pulled back and drove in again. Deeper. Again he pulled back and as he thrust in he pulled my head down on him. His cock was buried to the hilt. My nose was crushed into his crotch. He held me there for a bit then pulled out and drove back in. Soon he was pulling and pushing his cock deep into me. He pulled one last time and I tasted his cum as his balls erupted. As he started to cum he pushed hard down on my head and thrust up with his cock and buried it deep in my throat as he unloaded. He held me with his cock buried in me until he was spent. My head was seeing stars when he relaxed his grip and let me breath again.

"God! That was unbelievable."

"Yes It was. I said.

I licked up all the cum that had escaped my mouth as he had unloaded. I wrapped my lips around the corona of his cock and he squirmed as the sensations caused his cock to expand once more.

"Now Take me Geordie."

"But go slow my friend, you are very big."

Geordie rolled me over and pushed my legs up. I reached over and retrieved a tube of lube. I handed it to him.

He put a liberal amount on his cock and then worked more onto and into my opening.

"Ready my Friend?"

"Yes fuck me Geordie."

Geordie brought the tip of his humongous cock up to my anal entrance. He started to apply pressure. The head slipped in easily. As he continued the pressure the thick meat started to expand my opening with an alarming rate. The pain was so great I had to close my eyes and silently scream. I vowed not to say a word until he was all the way in. Geordie kept up the pressure and slowly, ever so slowly forced that 4" [10 cm] diameter cock into me. After he was totally in he just held it there. The pain was indescribable. But the feelings were unbelievable. I could feel his heart beat emanating from his cock buried deep inside me. AS much as it hurt I wanted him now to fuck me. And fuck me hard. I wanted that huge cock to split me wide open.

"Fuck me now Geordie. Fuck me hard. Drive that wonderful cock into me. Drive it hard."

He started slow, pulling out to the head and then back in, allowing my ass to get used to that huge cock plowing my ass.

"I love you Brin, but you might hate me later."

He then started to drive his cock into me harder, faster, Always going deep to the hilt each time then pulling back and driving in again. Faster and faster until he was like a mad man his head tilted back as he drove his cock in and out of my ass. It went on for an hour, then two, still he fucked me. Always all the way in and out. The sweat from his body was dripping on us both as he continued. He was like a fucking machine. But oh how good it felt, I never wanted it to stop. But it did stop as he drove in and then collapsed over me and I felt his hot sperm splashing inside me.

Our lips met and he kissed me.

He was still inside me and like Benji was still hard.

"Brin I feel so at peace now, even still inside you. I feel apart of you."

"I wish, I wish."

Geordie slowly pulled out of me and stood up. His cock was still ramrod straight. I sat up and sucked his cock into my mouth savoring the taste of us both.

"Brin now what. I love you. I don't think I could ever love anyone else. But you have Benji. And I don't and won't ever have you."

"Geordie you will always have me. I love you as I love Benji. With Benji it's a different love. But you have to remember Benji loves everyone including you. He's like a young God finding his way in the new world. He says I'm a god, but in reality he is the god, the god of love."

"So what happens now. I love you with everything in my body an soul and tomorrow you marry Benji?"

"When I tell Benji what happened tonight between friends, I think Geordie he will place you on a pedestal. And will ask you to be part of his life too."

"Really."

"Geordie. Benji has more love in him than anyone, anyone in the whole world. I promised to marry him. And I will. I said I needed you in the meeting today. I do need you, now more than ever. I've always loved you. I've always wanted you, well specifically I wanted to suck your cock, but now I guess I love you too."

"So this was a way to find your dream then."

"No! General Mayes I need you and the Loyal Edmonton Regiment. It doesn't stop here in Burundi. I am going to fight my war where ever it takes me. And I want the Best Regiment and the best Regimental Commander I know with me."

"I'm sorry Commander, Brin, I just thought that maybe there would be a place in your love life for me. I was wrong. And you will have the best Regiment supporting you Sir."

"Geordie I have to ask permission of my love before I can invite you into our bed."

"But even if his answer is no, not that I think it will be, You will always be welcome in my bed when he is away."

"And he won't mind?"

"Not Benji. He knows everyone loves me. Some more than others."

Chapter 21

We slept together that night and although I didn't get to fuck him, he did suck me off as I sucked him early in the morning. I wondered as I lay awake how Benji made out with Mo. Knowing him I was sure he had a good time with Mo, weather Mo wanted to or not. I was awake when my alarm went off and climbed out of bed and headed for the shower. When I came back into the room Geordie was on the phone ordering breakfast. Just looking at his muscular body and great ass sent a stir to my cock. I definitely wanted him again, but not without Benji's permission. He just smiled as he walked into the bathroom.

I slipped on armor pants and then a pair of work pants. The armor was superior protection, but it was also very hot in desert climbs. I wondered how the new air conditioned ones under development were coming along. Could sure use them here.

Geordie came out drying his sparse hair. He picked up his armor pants.

"Damn I hate these things. There so damn hot."

But he put them on. And then a pair of work pants as a knock came to the door. He picked up his Glock and slipped it in pants by his back and answered the door. A middle ages man in a white uniform wheeled in our breakfast. He lifted the lids. Fresh bacon, eggs, sliced tomatoes, cubed melon, and a pot of coffee. To say I was astounded would be an understatement. I hadn't seen a tomato or fresh melon since I had arrived.

"The border with New Babylon is open again and fresh produce is coming into the city again Sir."

I handed him a large tip, but he refused it.

"No Sir. We are very happy you are here and got rid of the Sultan."

Geordie and I enjoyed the breakfast and several cups of coffee. We didn't talk about the previous night.

"So what's next for My Regiment Brin?"

"Interested in a sea voyage?"

"A sea Voyage? Where?"

"Well my plan is only in the early stages but this is what I have in mind. After I have all the information from the Sultan and his henchmen, I plan to use one of his cargo ships to pay a visit to all the places he has slaves working. Your Regiment would be my assault force."

"Wouldn't that involve invading sovereign nations Sir?"

"I think that will depend on how we go about it. Like I said things are only preliminary right now. For now you will act as the City Defense Force, until I can fly in more security people."

"Very Good Sir."

How's the News Crew doing?"

"Clarence has been using the television studio to edit his stuff. He got some great footage of all the arrests and even had a camera man with our assault force. He very pleased to working for you and expressed an interest along with his crew to maybe become permanent staff with Intersec."

"Interesting."

"Now about this wedding. What exactly do I do as your best man?"

"Well first you have make sure I make it there on time, although I don't think that will be a problem. Then of course you take care of the rings."

I walked to my brief case and pulled out the two rings I had bought for Benji and me and gave them to Geordie.

Geordie opened the box and gave a low whistle.

"Those are very nice."

"I also have a set for Ari and Jacob, I'll have to give to Ari's best man when we see him."

"So what is going to happen?"

"To be honest I don't know what Captain Fontaine has laid on. I know all the kids we rescued will be there, plus I'm sure most of his crew and probably a lot of troops and naval personal."

"Christ where is he holding it?"

"There's a five thousand seat theatre on B Deck aft."

"And security Brin."

"Geordie, there's going to be about a thousand troops around. Do you think I need more? Plus I'm sure my personal security detail will be near by no matter what I say."

"Yeah, I guess your right Sir."

I looked at the clock. 9:30, 2½ hours to go. I think I was starting to get nervous.

"Am I doing the right thing. I mean marrying Benji."

"Yes my friend you are. Although I am of two minds. And very envious of Benji. But I love him too, just as every man and women in the Loyal Eddies do. Yes you are definitely doing the right thing. Now lets start getting you ready."

"We've still got over two hours?"

"I want to make sure you look perfect Sir."

Reluctantly I walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out my dress uniform. I carefully laid it across a chair. I slipped off the work pants and put on the dress pants, and then sat down to put on the spit shone boots. I didn't blouse my pants over my boots as my men did. I put on my white shirt and black tie. Geordie put on the miniature rank tabs on my shirt collar making sure the were exactly right. After putting my jacket, Geordie again made sure the small ISC insignia was straight on my lapels. My name tag was level and the small old Canadian Flag was correct on my left pocket flap. Everyone in the ISC wore the flag of their birth country on their breast pocket, weather it was Canada, USA, Germany, France or any other country. It showed that INTERSEC really was an International Company. Geordie handed me the forage cap.

"No not that, I'll wear a beret."

Geordie stepped back.

"Damn you look good in that uniform Sir."

"Damned uncomfortable!" I said.

Geordie quickly dressed in his tan dress uniform. All combat units had tan uniforms. Only security troops wore black. His tunic must of weighed 40 pounds [18 kg] with all the decorations and medals that were on it. He too wore the ISC insignia on his lapels, but also had L EDM R. in Gold on his shoulder boards. And a Loyal Edmonton Regiment hat badge on his beret.

Now I needed a drink. I walked to the bar and poured a shot of scotch into a tumbler.

"A little early isn't it Sir."

"Suns over the yardarm somewhere." I said.

"Your right Sir, I'll join you."

As we were sipping our drinks a knock came at the door and then Ari and a young Lieutenant walked in.

"Good Morning Brin. A little early for a drink isn't it."

I was about to answer when the young man said.

"Suns over the yardarm somewhere Sir.

Both Geordie and I burst out laughing.

"Yes well I guess when in Rome."

I poured two more shots.

"Brin I would like to introduce you to my Son. Aaron. He is a Lieutenant in the Israeli Armed Forces. He has agreed to be my best man."

"Very nice to meet you Aaron." And I handed him the two rings I had bought for Ari and Jacob.

Aaron looked at the rings.

"These are beautiful Dad, uh Sir."

"Damn you Brin, I said I would buy the rings for Jacob and Me."

"Ari, a wedding gift."

"Brin, before Jacob was dragged from my room last night he told me you had invited a man you met in Tel Aviv. I took the liberty of having him flown over last night. I will also make sure he is at the ceremony."

"Thank you Ari. That was very thoughtful of you."

"I would fly in half the world if you asked old friend."

"Well we still have time so I'd like to discuss my new plan with you."

"Actually Brin, we don't have time for that now. Everything is arranged and set up. We need to leave now to be on time."

"Christ it's almost two hours until the ceremony and it's only a forty minute drive."

"Was a forty minute drive." Ari laughed.

Mike walked in at that point.

"It's time to leave Commander. The escort is set and ready."

"Okay, okay I give. Lets go."

We exited the suite. The two security guards were at full attention in full dress uniforms. We walked down the hall and onto the elevator. Exiting at the main floor, my path was lined with security personal in full dress uniforms, all armed. Exiting the building I was hit with a wave of cheering by thousands of Burundi Citizens. They filled the square in front of the hotel and were on every roof top. It really brought home what I had done for Burundi. An open top Humvee, polished and shinning sat at the curb. It was in Marine Corp camo pattern, but shone. They must have applied a hundred coats of wax to make it shine. There were flags everywhere. NorAm, Burundi, Intersec, New Babylon, USA, and Canadian. I couldn't believe it. But the cheering really had an effect on me.

A marine in Dress Blues opened my door to the Humvee. His salute was precise.

Only myself and Geordie were in the Humvee. Ari and Aaron got in the second Humvee. I noticed a small flag with the ISC emblem flying from the fender of my Humvee. The cheering went on and on until I finally stood up.

"All I can say is thank you."

I remained standing as the Humvee slowly moved forward. The vehicle was inundated with bouquets of flowers. We were moving at about ten miles per hour. The road ahead was covered in flowers. I was totally awe struck by this reception. I looked ahead and every fifty meters on both sides was a Marine in full dress uniform. I remembered the Marine Hymn. The streets are guarded by the United States Marines. But I wasn't God and this wasn't heaven.

It took a long time to exit the City. Once we were on the highway, it was still lined with Marines. Tom was as good as his word. My route was guarded by the United States Marine Corp, although they were called The NorAm Marines now.

"Still worried about my security Geordie?"

"No Sir." He was looking at the several Apache Attack helicopters covering our route.

Every two to three kilometers a set of two or three M1A8 Tanks could be seen close to the road.

The trip to New Babylon Port took about 60 minutes. Again as we arrived the streets were lined with cheering people, this time from New Babylon. As we entered the port area it was totally blocked off to civilians. We were driving down a connecting road to the wharfs to the port when I saw the NAS San Francisco tied up. I ordered the driver to turn down onto the jetty. We pulled up to the San Francisco and I got out and looked at her damage.

I looked up at her Bridge and could see a man in White Uniform staring down at me.

"I'm going on board."

"Sir we don't have time. Geordie said.

"Benji will wait for me. We have all the time in the world."

I headed for the gangplank and as I reached it could see a flurry of activity at it's head.

I walked up it to the entrance way.

"Permission to come aboard Sir." I asked.

"Permission Granted Sir, and welcome aboard."

"Sgt. At Arms. Escort the Commander to the Bridge."

"Aye, aye Sir."

"This way Sir."

He led me to a hatch, warning me to duck my head as I went through and then up several stairs and halls and finally to the Bridge.

I walked in and saluted the Captain.

He stepped forward and put out his hand.

"Welcome aboard the San Francisco Commander."

"It's a real honor to meet you Sir."

We walked out onto a bridge wing.

"You have a beautiful ship Sir. I just wanted to see the ship that sent the message that she would stand on line with her sisters. I am truly sorry for your losses. I wish I could turn back the clock."

"Commander, when you join the Navy, it is a taken that you might have to suffer the ultimate fate. Those men died doing what they wanted and under fire. I did what was required and if I could I would do it again. But I fear our next voyage will be the last for this old ship."

"Why do you say that?"

"We have been ordered to Bremerton, Washington. To the Navy yard to assess damage and maybe make repairs."

"Only Maybe make repairs?" I asked.

"Sir this ship is over thirty years old. I think the navy will decide to decommission her rather than repair her."

"Over my dead body!" I almost yelled.

"Easy Commander. I know how you feel."

"No Captain you don't know how I feel. I am in part responsible for your ships damage and the loss of your men. And I will make good on that loss. Without your escort the Good Hope II might have been lost and then I would have had nowhere, no where to turn to help my kids. You and your ship are now apart of my family although you are still a ship of the NorAm Navy."

"Now are you planning to come to my wedding?

"Actually Sir I was almost ready to leave when you arrived. I was going to walk over with Captain Edwards of the San Jose."

"Well why don't both of you ride over with me."

"Accepted Commander."

We were escorted back down to the brow. Saluted off the ship and down to the wharf. I was introduced to the Captain of the San Jose, another of the four sisters, and we climbed into my humvee to head for the Good Hope. As usual my side trip threw all the timings set up out the window, so to speak. So when I did arrive no one was ready. I sort of took everyone by surprise.

As I drove up I saw two Companies of Loyal Eddies standing easy. The Band of the LER just talking.

The guard Commander was talking to an officer when he looked around and saw me arrive. It was almost comical as he ran to his position. Geordie, by the look on his face was not amused.

"GUARD ATTENTION."

"GUARD PRESENT ARMS!"

The Band played Bonnie Dundee, the Regimental March of the Loyal Edmonton Regiment.

I stepped down and saluted as the band played. After they were done I walked to the entrance plank to the Good Hope II. As I stepped on the first step a piper started playing. I was then piped a board the Good Hope. On deck it was the same my way to the theater was lined with Marines in Dress Blues.

"What time is it Geordie?" I asked.

"12:15, Sir."

"Great best man you are, get me here late." I laughed.

We entered a wide set of doors then down a very wide hallway to another set. This one was where everyone was waiting. An officer of the Good Hope was there.

"Welcome Aboard the Good Hope. You will lead off Sir, With General Israel behind you about ten paces.

The Officer picked up a phone and spoke a few words.

"Whenever your ready Commander."

As I stepped toward the double doors, they opened inward. As soon as I entered the kids in the theater broke into load cheering and clapping. It was so loud I thought they might bring the roof down. I just stood and looked in awe. After several minutes the theater quieted down and I stepped forward. A band, I later found out the Good Hope Band, broke into the Coronation March. They played as I walked down to the stage and continued until both Ari and Myself, with our Best men were standing on either side of Captain Fontaine.

There were several minutes of silence and I was becoming more nervous. The doors were again opened by two Marines and Benji and Mo walked in. Again the cheering and clapping went on for a longer time than it had for me. They really loved Benji. After things quieted down Benji and Mo started forward. The Band started the Wedding March.

As Benji got closer I could see tears running down his face. Tears of Joy I knew. When they reached the stage Benji stood by Ari and Jacob stood by me. Captain Fontaine was a little confused. Geordie whispered to him and he smiled and nodded his understanding.

Captain Fontaine stepped forward.

"Friends, Family, Officers, Men and Women we are gathered here to join these four men in Wedlock. If there is any among that can tell me a good reason they should not be, Speak now or forever hold thy peace."

"Who here amongst us will give Benji to Brin?"

"I do." Said Ari.

"Who here amongst us will give Jacob to Ari?"

"I do." I said.

Benji walked to my right side and Jacob walked to Ari's left side.

Captain Fontaine stepped forward.

"Do You Brin Sadac take Benjamin Watson to be your partner in Life and in Death. Will you hold him, comfort him, love him from now until the day you die.?"

"Yes!"

"Do you Benjamin Watson take Brin Sadac to be your partner in Life and in Death. Will you hold him, comfort him, love him from now until the day you die?"

"Oh Yes!"

Captain Fontaine repeated the same to Ari and Jacob.

"Do you have the rings?" Captain Fontaine whispered.

Geordie handed his rings to the Captain and Aaron did the same. The Captain then handed each of us a ring.

"Repeat after me."

"With this ring I now wed thee."

"Say the name of each other to each other." He whispered again.

"Benji, Brin, Jacob, Ari."

"This ring is my solemn promise to always love, honor and obey you."

"You can put them on now."

"By the power invested in me as Captain of the Good Hope II and under the International Law of the Sea I now pronounce you Partners in Wedlock."

"You all may now kiss."

I pulled Benji into my arms and kissed him. The tears were running down his face and mixed with my own tears. I was so happy. The whole theater broke into wild cheers and clapping that when on and on. It only started to quiet down when we broke our embrace. I kissed Jacob and congratulated him, as Ari kissed Benji.

After things quieted down the Captain said.

"The reception will be on the wharf next to the ship. I'm sorry but we just don't have the space on board."

As we turned to walk down the aisle I saw it was lined with US Marines in Dress Blues, all at Present Arms. The Band played the Coronation March again as Benji and I and Ari and Jacob made our way out of the theater. At the Gang Plank a lone Piper stood to pipe us off the ship. At the bottom of the gang plank, I saw that almost every officer who could be spared stood in a long line with swords out. I was totally astounded. The wharf had been turned into a huge outdoor reception area.

"Officers Present."

The officers crossed swords in an arch as we walked though it. I noticed we were on a red carpet that led to a head table. Sitting on a table in front of the head table were two of the biggest Wedding cakes I had ever seen. We walked to our places at the head table. I noticed my seat was dead center. Not the way I would have liked. At this point I really didn't care anymore. I had Benji that's all I would ever want.

"I hope you know how to dance Love?"

"Why" Benji asked.

"Its sort of a tradition that the first dance is made by the bride and groom. In this case it will be the groom and groom." I laughed.

The whole layout was in concentric half circles surrounding the head table. How they had managed to do this in the time we were inside boggled my mind. The kids from the theater started to fill up the tables. All of them trying to be as close to the head table as possible.

The band was set up under a canopy. It truly was an International Band. White of the navy, Blue and Red of the Marines and Khaki of the Loyal Eddies.

After everyone was seated and the noise level had dropped. Captain Fontaine stood up and walked to a microphone in front of a stand.

"I have taken it upon myself to the master of ceremonies. Today we witnessed the joining in matrimony of four very dear friends. Indeed in four people who truly know the meaning of love. Not just the love for each other, but the love for all of you. I know deep down in my heart that Brin, Ari, Benji and Jacob have come to love all of you as much as they love each other. But I must say this, Brin considers you, all of you part of his family as much as Benji is now part of Brin. To have such love raises him to a level above all of us."

"Now before we get into the more fun things, I have a few anecdotes that will help you understand Brin."

"I now relinquish my spot to Major General Rarog, Mike to his friends."

Mike stepped up to the microphone.

"I love my Commander and I hate him too. I hate him because he keeps me away from my wonderful wife and two sons. Where he goes, I go. Doesn't matter what he is into or what he wants. I go. Why? I love him. It hard to explain what I love about him. I guess its part in parcel in what he does. Once he has his teeth into something he never lets go. His word is his bond."

"He made a vow to me that he would not stop until every single girl or boy held in bondage in this world was free. Free to chose. Chose what they want to be. I'll stand with him. He is Peter."

Mike stepped away.

I was not sure of his reference that I was Peter.

Captain Fontaine stepped up again to the Mike.

"I have a Message from the most powerful man on Earth. The President of NorAm."

Congratulations Commander on your joining. Although I am of several minds as to both your motives and your reasoning, I respect your beliefs. You are Gay, I am Straight. However I and the entire Government of NorAm congratulate you. What you have done is more than most people can do in a lifetime. Know this, this plague must be stopped, and who better than the man who stands in the shoes of the fisherman.

The President.

"Benji."

As Benji walked to the podium the clapping and cheering drowned out conversation.

"Hi!"

Not looking out at all the kids, but looking at me he said.

"My name is Benjamin Sadac. Until today I was Benjamin Watson, boy toy, sex slave. Now I'm free as all of you are. My lover, my mate gave you that. He says over and over again he is not a God. I know he isn't. But what he has done makes him seem like a God. Even more is that he still going looking for more boys held in slavery. The President called him a fisherman. I think he is a fisher for boys. Boys that are held in slavery, boys that don't have the choice you do. Boys that must obey on point of punishment or death. Just boys. To him your all his family. I'm not sure what that means, but I think, no I know you will all have a place in my heart for as long as I know you."

The cheers and clapping lasted a lot longer than Captain Fontaine figured.

"Now I give you your God, the man that is I think first in your heart."

"Commander."

"I thought that I should just stand up here so you could see that I am not a God, but just a simple person."

There was not a sound. After I spoke.

"I have to be totally honest. My sole purpose in coming here was to kill the man that had abused Benji. I had never dreamed that there were almost three thousand boys and girls in sex slavery here. Now that I know and finding myself in a deep quandary, I have found that I love each and every one of you. Not as I love Benji, but a simple love as a father to his sons and daughters. It's a deep love I feel. And I guess you really are all part of my family now. It won't be in a week, a month, or even a year, but you will have a place in my life. I'll make it happen. I don't know how, but I Will Make it Happen."

"God Bless you All. Thank you."

It was like a dam burst. The podium was inundated with all the boys and girls trying to just touch me. I was surrounded on every side. 2900 kids trying to just get close.

Almost an hour later things settled down.

The band stated a waltz.

"Come my love, we're expected to dance the first waltz."

"But I don't know how!"

"Benji, just hold onto me, I'll lead, one step back, two forward."

We danced alone for about 5 minutes and then Ari and Jacob came out. Later others started to dance to. Soon I found myself dancing with a young man for a few steps then another and another. That first dance lasted far longer than anyone could imagine. It seemed like I was dancing with every one of my kids. Yes my kids.

After a very long dance, we returned to the head table. I turned and surveyed the area. Tables were piled high with all manor of food. Civilians in white uniforms stood behind them serving all the kids and people at the reception.

The Captain stepped back up to the microphone.

"I have been informed that there are a few gifts to be presented to you all of you. Brin, Benji, Ari and Jacob."

A few was a real understatement. The two tables set aside were piled high with presents and letters. Ninety percent were addressed to Benji, with the rest split evenly between Myself and Ari and Jacob. Most were simple thank you notes from the kids, but some were more elaborate. The most astounding gift was a miniature statue of me surrounded by a bunch of kids all reaching up to me. I was told that it was a miniature of the one that would be built and placed in the square in front of the hotel in Burundi where I was staying.

Benji was having a heyday opening his gifts and letters. Most were just short notes. Even some inviting him to bed. I saw him discard those. But I also some tears as he read others. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

"You okay love of my life."

"Yes I guess, its just so overwhelming. All of these for me. I didn't do anything to deserve all this."

"Benji you showed all these kids love. Real love, something they have never experienced. You even showed me real love."

The reception went on for almost eight hours. As nightfall was coming on a helicopter landed just outside the reception area. It looked like the party would go on well into the night.

Mike walked up.

"Commander your transport is ready."

I grabbed Benji by the arm.

"Time to go my love."

"Where?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure they have something in mind."

We said our good byes and were escorted to the Cormorant. I noticed it was a New Babylon machine by he flags on it. After we were in the helicopter spooled up and soon we were in the air. The helicopter flew low over the reception and then out to sea. All the ships were lit up and flag draped. Several minutes later we landed at Burundi Airport. I was very surprised to see that the only aircraft with civilian markings was my SST. Where the fuck did they hide all the others. We were quickly shown aboard my aircraft and in no time were in the air going where?

"Where are we headed?" I asked one of the security men.

"I don't know Sir. I was ordered to accompany you. That's all I was told."

I picked up the intercom phone and asked the Pilot.

"Sorry Sir, I was ordered not to say by General Israel."

"Well if he had a hand in it, I won't worry. How long is the flight?"

"About two hours Sir."

Good as his word, less than two hours later the seatbelt signs lit up. I looked out the window, but could see nothing but blackness. I then saw the landing lights flash by, but then they too went out. As I looked out the window I could see buildings going by, but not a light was shining. We stopped inside a hanger and after the doors closed the lights came on. The security guards lowered the stairs and then went out ahead of myself and Benji. As we exited the aircraft, an officer, at least he looked like and officer in whites, walked up and saluted.

"Welcome to Exeter Naval Station Commander. I hope you enjoyed your flight." he said in very English accent.

"I'm sorry I have never heard of this Station. But thank you the flight was good."

"We'll take you to your quarters now Sir. The explanations will come tomorrow from my Captain."

It was then I noticed two black Suburban Vehicles. One was being loaded with our luggage and other my two security men were standing by. After we climbed in, one of my security got in the front seat and the other I presumed got in the second Suburban. The lights went out, the doors were opened and we drove off the base. Less than thirty minutes later we arrived at a very well lit, walled Estate. There was no mistaking the people guarding this Estate. Black Uniforms, Black Berets and armed to the teeth. SAS! Very interesting. After our Identification was very carefully checked we drove up to a very old and very ornate mansion. A man in a white uniform came out, opened our door and then escorted us inside.

"Welcome to Governors House Sirs."

"You must be tired from all your days exertions. I'll show you to your room."

I looked around the entrance hall of the mansion. It had very high ceilings, similar to those found in some of the old English Manor houses. But these were all in pure white. As he lead the way up the long spiral staircase I noticed portraits lining the walls. I stopped and read one.

"Admiral of the Red Sir John Blanchard. 1799-1855."

I looked at his portrait and saw a very portly man in a 19th Century Naval Uniform. I knew then this house was very old indeed. Other portraits had different names and dates, but I assumed they all had been Governors of this Island. The man opened a door at the top of the stairway and walked in.

"I think you will be comfortable here. This is the Governor's Suite. The lavatory is through that door over there and the bed room through the door adjacent. The library and Office are in the other rooms."

I looked around the room we were in. It was huge. Portraits covered the walls and soft comfortable looking chairs and couches were scattered around the room. A bar covered a third of one wall. Windows to the ceiling covered the open spaces. Evenly splitting the windows was a massive stone fireplace.

Two boys delivered our luggage and then left. I noticed they were negro boys.

"Those two boys are Jonah and James. They are house boys employed by the Government to work here Commander. Both have top security clearances."

All three then just left.

"Well my love. What would you like to do now, as if I didn't know?"

"A hot shower, then maybe a cuddle or two." he said slyly.

We both undressed and headed for the lavatory. Inside was a huge hot tub, a steam room, a sauna, and a shower/tub combination. We climbed into the shower and quickly washed and cleaned ourselves. We were both very hard when we were done. When I reached for Benji he slapped my hand.

"Not yet my love. First things first."

"Okay. I laughed. "What's first."

"First I want to just sit and cuddle."

We put on bathrobes that were hanging on the door and walked out into the sitting room. A cooler with a bottle of Champagne was sitting on a table. I noticed our uniforms were gone and that our baggage had been unpacked. Very quick and efficient houseboys here.

I looked out the window and saw it was getting light. Our watches only said it was midnight, we have traversed several time zones getting here.

I poured two glasses and handed one to Benji.

"To a long and happy life together my love."

We both drank and then I smashed my glass in the fireplace.

"Why did you do that Brin?"

"Benji it ensures that the toast is never broken."

Benji then smashed his glass.

We picked up two new glasses and refilled them.

"Lets go watch the sun rise my love."

Chapter 22

We sat and watched as the sun slowly rose over the ocean.

"It's so huge." he said.

"Just an illusion."

I felt his slit shudders as he silently cried.

"What's the matter love?"

"I am just so happy, happier than I have ever been before. I just needed to cry."

I pulled him into my arms and just held him as he cried tears of happiness. After a few minutes he looked up at me and then kissed me.

"Can we go to bed now?"

I just smiled and picked him up in my arms. He was definitely heavier now than when we first met, how long ago? Not even two months. All that's happened in so short a time. I found my love and my new family. Now I was the one that was crying.

"Why are you crying Brin?"

"Because I have you and I now have a whole family. Must mostly because I have you."

I set him down by the bed and he shucked the robe off. God he was beautiful. Smooth skin, tanned from the time on the beach in Israel. His ribs no longer showed and now real muscle had started to replace the scarecrow I had found. I ran hand lightly over his chest, stopping and gently squeezing each teat. He reached up and push the robe down off my shoulders. As soon as my robe hit the floor he was all over my body. Squeezing, touching, licking and kissing. He knelt down and slipped my raging cock into his mouth. He grabbed my ass and pulled me to him forcing all of my cock deep into his throat. He then started to slowing suck me off. Always coming fully out and then driving my cock deep into him. I held back, loving his ministrations on my cock. He was such a wonderful cock sucker, I couldn't hold out for long. I knew I was Cumming and grabbed his head and held in my mouth as unloaded stream after stream of cum. He gulped and swallowed never missing a single drop. When I was done he pulled out and looked up and a smile lit his face.

"You taste so good Brin, I could live on just your cock for my whole life."

"Might be a short life without real food." I laughed.

I laid down on the bed.

"Take me Benji. I really need part of you inside me now and forever. Take me lover."

He knelt down on the bed between my legs. His cock was dripping liberal amounts of precum. He pushed my legs up and dived down into the crack of my ass. I could feel his tongue as it licked and probed my rosebud. He worked his tongue inside me and lubed me with his tongue and saliva. He then brought his cock up and slowly entered me. Pushing all of his cock deep into me. The feeling were so nice I almost fainted. No matter how many times he was in me it was a new and different experience. He then started to fuck me, slow and easy strokes, all the way and then back until just his head was in me. He was driving me crazy.

"Faster please love, harder too."

Every time he pushed in his cock slid over my prostrate, causing my whole body to squirm. He started to go faster, but always pushing to the hilt and pulling back. I had learned that he could hold off orgasim for a long time. He finally started to drive in harder and faster. In no time he was pile driving my ass with his cock. It went on for almost an hour before he pushed hard in all the way and I felt the flash as he unloaded into me. He then collapsed over me, worn out, and as his hot body touched my cock I exploded, covering both our bodies with my juice. He slowly pulled out and leaned back.

"Now I want you inside me Brin."

Looking down at my deflated cock.

"You will have to give me time to recover. You're a lot younger than this old body."

"Your not old love. I'll help."

With that declaration, he pushed my legs up and rimmed me, tasting his come that had drain from my ass along the ass juices. He then sucked on my balls and ran his tongue up over my cock and licked my cum off my body.

"Mmmmmmm. That tastes good."

To be honest, after getting off twice in less than a hour, I didn't think I could get it up again. But Benji was very good. I soon had another raging hard on. I rolled him over onto his back, lifted his legs and started rim his nice ass. As soon as my tongue touched his rosebud it opened like a flower. I drove my tongue deep as I could into his opening. His moans of pleasure just pushed me onward. Each time his ass muscles contracted and opened again I drove my tongue deeper into him.

"NOW! Now please Brin." he almost screamed.

I placed my cock at his open door and shoved all 8" all the way in. His eyes rolled up into his head and I thought he had passed out. But.

"Fuck me Brin, fuck me love, oh fuck me like you have never done before."

I started slow as he had done, but soon the passion overtook me. Feeling his muscles clinch my cock each time I went and pulled back drove me almost over the edge in a pleasure frenzy. I started to drive in harder, always trying to push in farther. Soon I was driving into him like a fucking machine. Harder each time and faster. His moans of pleasure only made me go faster and harder. Could I ever satisfy this young man I loved so much. It seemed like hours, the sweat pouring off both our bodies, but I knew it was almost an hour before I felt the churning in my balls that signaled I was ready to unload. I pushed with all my strength as far in as I could and held it while I unloaded. Benji's cock erupted like a fountain spewing cum every where. I collapsed over him, found his mouth and kissed him for ever. We rolled on our sides, with me still deep inside him.

As I started to pull out.

"No Brin. I like you inside me. Please stay in."

Feeling the heat of his insides on my cock, started to get me hard again. I knew I could not blow another load for a few hours. Benji knew too. Carefully he rolled over until we were spooned together. Me still inside his ass, but him pushing back on me. I wrapped my arms around him and we both went to sleep. I awoke several hours later with Benji slowly sliding his ass on and off my cock. He sensed that I was awake.

"Are you awake my love. I've been trying for a hour now to wake you."

"Interesting alarm clock, or should I say alarm cock."

He laughed and then pulled his ass off my cock and pushed me down and took my cock into his mouth. He slurped all the cum and juices from my cock and wrapped his arms around me and pushed his tongue into my mouth. The taste almost made me cum. I could taste him, me and him, mostly him.

I looked over at the clock on the bed stand, 12:30 local. Damn we had slept almost 6 hours.

"Time to get that nice ass out of bed love."

"Oh is that all I am. A nice ass?"

"No you are my lover, my partner, and you have a nice ass, plus other things."

He rolled out of bed, "Want me to suck you off lover?" he asked.

"Benji unless I get a hot shower and real food, I might not be able to get off for all the time we're here."

"Ok love."

I picked up the phone.

"Yes Sir!"

"Any chance of getting Breakfast."

"Yes Sir. Anything you like."

"Sausage and eggs with potatoes and a pot of coffee."

"Very good Sir. Bangers and hash with eggs and coffee. 15 minutes, unless you need longer." he chuckled.

"Make it 30 minutes please, need to shower and dress."

"Thirty minutes it is Sir."

Benji and I had a quick shower and then dressed. Fatigue pants for me, no armor, Benji in one of his tight jeans and t-shirt.

"Why no armor Brin?" he asked.

"Benji I believe we are being protected by the SAS, Special Air Service, Commando's. I saw them when we arrived last night or was it this morning."

The breakfast was delivered by the two houseboys.

"Anything else Sirs." they asked.

"Do you have any milk. I hate coffee." Benji asked.

"Yes Commander." And one of the boys scurried out of the suite.

"I'm not the Commander. I'm Benji."

"But that is how we were instructed to address you sir."

"Well he is the Commander." Benji indicated me.

"I am Benji. That is how I want to be addressed."

"Ok Benji Sir."

"No just Benji."

"Ok Benji."

The other boy returned with a pitcher of milk. Both boys talked and then.

"Everything ok Commander and Benji."

I burst out laughing.

"What's so funny Brin?"

"Benji, you have been here less than 24 hours and your already corrupting these good looking young men."

"Benji now that we are wed, you are in reality the deputy Commander of the International Security Command. You are in reality Commander. These two boys will address you as Benji, but only when no one else is listening. To do otherwise might cost them there jobs and lively hood."

"Brin I didn't mean to put them in any danger of losing their jobs, I just like to be called Benji."

"I know my love but, in the bigger picture, being part of me makes you a very important person, very important."

"Now lets forget this bullshit and enjoy our week."

We finished breakfast and then headed down stairs. We were met at the bottom by the officer who had escorted us here the night, or should I say this morning.

"Good morning Sirs."

"In future, as long as we are on this estate you can call me Brin. And this is Benji."

"Well that I am not sure that is quite on Sir."

"Okay can it be while we are in the house then?"

"Yes Sir, uh Brin."

"Good, now can we get a tour of the Estate?"

"Well Brin, my CO wishes to talk to you first. Afterward I would be happy to show you the entire Estate. You also have free reign to go anywhere on the island."

"Lead the way please."

He walked down a long hallway to a huge wooden door. Punching in a set of numbers on a key pad opened the door. We went down several sets of stone stairs. We came to another door. This one was I was sure solid steel. He again punched several numbers and then bent to a scope for what I was sure was a retinal scan. Very, very secure place they have here. When we entered.

"ID Please." said one of two very well armed men.

The officer gave him his ID and he was passed.

"Do you have any Identification Sir."

I handed him my INTERSEC ID Card.

He looked at it very closely and then handed it back. As Benji started to hand him his.

"Not necessary Commander."

"Why?" Benji asked.

"If your with Commander Sadac, then your bonifides are guaranteed."

We walked into what I could only call a Command Center. We were above on a slight catwalk looking down on about ten huge screens. The maps were of The Caribbean, NorAm, Northern South America and Western Africa. About ten men were manning computer terminals around the room. A single man sat in a Command Chair overseeing all.

"Come on down Commander Sadac and Commander… Sadac." then he laughed.

We walked down to the level of the center. He got up and met us.

"I'm Captain Sir John Neville at you service Sirs."

"Sir John. May I make a simple suggestion?"

"Of course Sir."

"Call me Brin and this is Benji."

He put out his hand.

"I am very glad to meet you Brin and Benji."

"Quite a set up you have here Sir John. Makes me think that this more than just training center for the SAS."

"Welcome to HM Southern Command Center Brin. Oh this is a training Base for the SAS and the SBS and Royal Marines, plus a few others."

But I think Sir John it is much more."

"Well Yes, uh, we like to keep an eye, so to speak on any possible problems down here."

"What might your connection with Ari be?"

"I'm not sure I have the authority to answer that Brin."

"Sir John, Ari is commanding a very large contingent of My Men in Sudan, another of your compatriots is about to take another large contingent into Chad. I'm not your enemy unless you want me to be. And I must say this, I have the cooperation of the entire NorAm Armed Forces."

"Damn you really are all they say about you. You would take on the whole world if it meant to save just one boy."

"Yes I would."

"Then Sir I will bow to you."

"Don't bow just talk to me, man to man, or warrior to accolade. I have no experience in war, all I want is peace."

"Brin I'm sorry I needed to know you. I needed to know the man, behind the International Security Command. You presently command more men under arms than the entire Royal Armed Forces. You also command the loyalty of thousands of others. To be honest His Majesty was really, or still is worried of your intentions."

"To be totally honest, all I really want is Benji, forever."

I grabbed Benji and pulled him into my arms and kissed him.

"ROOM!"

Every single man stood at attention in the room.

Standing up ram rod straight.

"How may His Majesties Armed Forces assist you Sir."

"Well you can start by relaxing and stop calling me Sir."

"Stand Down."

"Anything else Brin."

"What can you tell me of Bor-Dango?"

"And why sir would you want to know anything about that particular Island?

"Because I am going to put the ruler of that Island against a wall, castrate him and then blow his brains out."

"Holy Mother. What did Count Erich Von Garston do for you to hate him so much."

"That was not my question. What can you tell me about Bor-Dango?"

"I am afraid Sir, who will have to put that request through our Home Office."

"Then I take you won't tell me anything?"

"I am deeply sorry Sir. I can't."

"No Problem. Would you have a secure line that I can talk to Washington and my Head Office in Edmonton?"

"Yes Sir you can use the console there. I'm afraid your conversations will be recorded."

"That's not a problem."

I sat down and asked the operator to connect me with my offices in Edmonton.

"ISC Headquarters. How may I assist you Sir."

"This is Commander Sadac. Connect me with R&D."

"R&D. John Webster here." I noted the no Sir attached.

"John this Brin Sadac. How's the progress on the new A/C Armor?"

"It's ready Brin and so is the new camo uniforms."

"Have you started production yet?"

"Yes Sir. Almost 300 unit's a day, both armor and uniforms."

"Any problems with the uniforms, besides sizes?"

"Actually Brin that was the latest breakthrough we made. One size fits all in the uniforms. But the Armor still has to fitted."

"Hold on a minute John."

I turned to Sir John.

"How do I get a cargo pack and two men delivered here?"

"I'm not sure Brin?"

"Sir John trust me on this. I promise you and the SAS and SBS won't regret it."

He looked at me long and hard.

"There is a supply plane coming out of Trenton in Ontario. Leaves Tomorrow at 19:00. I'll arrange to have them loaded. This might cost me my job Brin."

"Well I can always use another experienced hand." I laughed.

"John. Thirty sets and two techs. I want them in Trenton by 15:00 tomorrow. Tell them to report to the RAF Commander."

"Yes Sir."

I hung up. "Connect me with the CNO's Office in Washington please."

"Chief of Naval Operations, Commander Stark Sir."

"This is Commander Brin Sadac, International Security Command. Connect me with Admiral Starcross now."

"I'm sorry Sir the Admiral is in a meeting."

"Commander Stark connect me now and you just might make Captain someday. If you don't I'll make sure you never ever command a tug in Fairbanks Alaska."

There was a click.

"Brin you son of a bitch, didn't Commander Stark tell you I was in a meeting with the Joint Chiefs?"

"No actually he didn't. But don't blame him I threatened his most cherished dream."

"So what do you want besides more ships and men?"

"Actually Starky I only want one ship."

"Okay I'll bite which one."

"NAS San Francisco."

"Sorry Brin. She's on her way to be decommissioned and struck from the list."

"Admiral in all the time I have known you and had dealings with you I have never asked a favor. I need one now. Without the San Francisco, the Good Hope II might not have made it to Burundi, Without the Good Hope I would not have had a place for all the kids we found. I am partly responsible for her Damage and losses. I will pay to have her repaired."

"Brin it would cost almost half a billion dollars to have her repaired in any shipyard in NorAm."

"Actually I was hoping you would send her to the Mitsubishi Shipyard in Pusan. The place where all Pacific Units are upgraded."

Another man came on the line.

"You'll get the sister back Commander. Now have a good day Commander and good luck."

He hung up and the line went dead.

"Who was that? Sir John asked.

"The Vice President of NorAm."

"You really do have very high powered friends in high places."

"It helps sometimes."

"Brin, I am going to take a chance. What can I tell you about Bor-Dango?"

"Before we get into that I need you to read something. Do you have some place private we can talk?"

"Of course Brin. Captain take over."

He led us up a set of stairs I hadn't noticed and into a very plush office. The windows overlooked the command center. He sat down at a desk and indicated seats for Benji and I to sit in.

"Now what would you like to talk about?"

"Could you have my brief case brought from my room Sir John?"

He picked a phone, dialed a number, said a few words and hung up.

"About 5 minutes Brin."

"What I am about to let you read is about this young man sitting beside me. Make no mistake I love him more than life itself. Only a few no the whole story and you will the first man outside of NorAm, with notable exceptions to have read it. It's not a short account, and deals with some things your mind or soul may not want to believe. But believe Sir John it is all true."

Shortly my brief case was delivered and I handed Sir John a very thick file.

"Take your time please Sir John."

"Help yourself to a drink if you wish and order anything you want." Sir John said as settled into his chair and opened the file.

Benji and I sat and cuddled together on a leather sofa. On occasion Sir John looked up. He wasn't looking at us, but into distance as if trying to find something or see it in his mind. Benji got up and mixed two drinks and came back and sat down. As an after thought he got up again made another and set close to Sir John's right hand. Not a word was said for an hour. I could tell Sir John was a very good Intelligence Officer as he went back to this page or that as he read. At one point I saw a tear sliding down his face. He also quickly wiped it away. He finally set the file down. He sat and looked at the glass of whiskey Benji had set in front of him. He stood and then looked at the glass. He picked it up, held it up, looked at the amber liquid. I was sure he didn't even see Benji and I sitting in front of him. In one gulp downed the drink and the with primeval scream threw it at the windows to the command center with such force that it smashed into a thousand pieces. It must have heard all over the center. In less than a moment 6 men burst in guns cocked and loaded and trained on Benji and I.

"GET OUT! GET OUT NOW! He screamed.

"Sir John?"

"GET OUT!"

After the men left he slumped into his chair, placed his hand over his face and cried. Deep down sobs of man who has lost the whole world, all he's ever believed in, all that he has spent his life defending. Benji was beside him in a flash.

He wrapped his arms around him.

"It's okay Sir John. It's okay. I am alive. I have my love now. No one can hurt me anymore. No one!"

"Thank you Benji. Thank you."

Sir John got up walked into the lavatory and heard him splashing water on his face. He came out a few minutes later.

"I apologize Brin, Benji for my outburst."

"Accepted." I said.

"Brin would you consider letting His Majesty read this?"

"Is it going to have the same reaction you had or is his reaction going to be worse?"

"Worse, probably. He has two very wonderful sons. Where as I am unmarried."

"The problem is Sir John, wherever I travel the press follows. I can't afford to have the press onto what I am doing. It might cause all the slave states to cut their losses and kill off all those young men and women in slavery."

"I just can't take that chance."

"If I could guarantee you access to His Majesty?

"Would Andrew even speak to me?"

Sir John looked at me as if I had just taken his word in vain.

"Sir John he is just one man, less powerful than the President of NorAm, or even the Prime Minister of Israel."

"What good can he do for me? Besides get every news service in the world on my case."

"He could order us to take the gloves off."

"You mean the SAS or the SBS?"

"That and more. Since I was assigned here I have wanted to invade and destroy all Bor-Dango stands for. It is a den of thief's, smugglers, drug dealers, arm merchants and more. They have their own air force and the island is a fortress."

"I quote." "Anything built by man can be destroyed by Man."

"Sorry Brin."

"General George S Patton."

"Ah! Third Army during WW2. He was formidable. But I think you might just be more so."

"I owe that to the people who work for me."

"His Majesty has a summer home in Jamaica. I think I could impress on him the need to travel there. Once there I could set up a meeting between you two. I'm sure he would not only meet with you, but after reading this file, agree to any proposal to end this trade in boys and girls world wide."

How soon would that happen? I'm sure he can't just up and decide to travel somewhere without some sort of notice."

"Actually he can. He is more than just figure head now. When he was crowned his first order was to relinquish all the crowns holdings. He built hospitals, schools and thousands of affordable housing units. He is the most popular monarch in late history. Even more so than his Grandmother, Elizabeth II, God rest her Soul."

"I'm sure he would welcome any excuse to get away from the wind and rain for a few days."

"I will talk to him Sir John."

"Excellent."

"Now Sir John, I think Benji and I would like to get out into the sunshine."

"Yes, I agree wholeheartedly. Let me show you around."

We exited the command center and walked back up to the main floor. For over an hour Sir John showed us around. The Estate had everything you could ever need, pool, squash courts, tennis, stables with some very fine horses, wide expanses of green grass and beautiful gardens. After returning inside.

"In the garage there are several vehicles you are free to use. You have access to the entire island, with exception of the airfield." Sir John said.

"I think I'm hungry again."

Would you prefer to eat up here or with my men Brin?"

"Why not. Lets eat with the troops."

We had a wonderful and relaxing meal down in the general mess. Afterward Benji and just walked, talked, held hands and necked a lot. It was so relaxing. About three a soldier walked up to us and asked if we'd like to join Sir John on the terrace for afternoon refreshments. He lead to the terrace.

"Did you enjoy your afternoon Brin, Benji?"

"Yes thank you this estate is beautiful and so quiet. It was really nice for a change."

"HM has agreed to fly down to Jamaica on Friday next. We'll fly in on Thursday. You will be dressed as part of the security force. The only thing the Press will know is that King Andrew has decided he needs a few days in the sun as a break from the winter in England."

"Sounds good Sir John."

We sat and talked about everything, excluding work. He told me there was a very nice view point about 10 km up the mountain. Might want to take a picnic basket and spend a day. About a steward came out and said dinner would be at seven. We all retired to change. Sir John impressed upon me that the dinner was casual.

After a quick shower, Benji always being hard at a moments notice wanted me to fuck him, but instead I just pulled him down on the bed and took his cock into my mouth. He quickly switched around into 69 position so he could suck me too. We enjoyed a long slow session of just sucking, both of us blowing twice in under an hour. We then dressed in Black ISC Uniform of the day. This was as casual for dinner as I get.

Chapter 23

The dinner was indeed casual. All his officers were in either undress whites or civilian attire. The meal was great too, several fish dishes, roast pork, chicken, some vegetables I didn't recognize but tasted really good. There was no shop talk, a rule I supposed. Talk of home, wives, kids, and even some of the antics that took place when the 3rd SBS was on leave in Jamaica. It lasted about two hours and then we retired to the library for drinks.

Benji and I were still feeling the effects of jet lag and after an hour or so begged off to sleep.

When we got to our room Benji quickly stripped off his uniform. I thought I knew what he wanted next and although tired I would have done anything he wanted.

"I'm so full, and so tired. Can we just cuddle and sleep tonight?"

"Benji we can do anything you want. And I like to cuddle with you. I love you so much it hurts."

"Where does it hurt most Love?"

I pulled his hand up to my chest.

"In my heart and brain."

I grabbed him and pulled him into my arms and just held him.

"Are you going to undress or do want me to undress you?" he laughed.

"I thought you just wanted to cuddle."

He just laughed as I stripped off my uniform and then laid down on the bed. It was really warm so we just cuddled together on the bed with no covers. I dimmed the lights and then pulled him close. Sleep came easy. I had everything I ever needed spooned up against me.

My internal clock adapts quickly and almost dead on 5 AM I woke up. It was quite cool so I pulled a blanket over Benji and myself. I thought I saw someone in the room but just passed it off as a late dream phase. I looked and saw that the curtains to the outside had been closed. I was sure we left them open the night before. As I laid thinking about it Benji stirred. He rolled over and planted a kiss on my mouth.

"Morning love." he slurred.

"Now that your awake I suppose you need a good blow job?" I laughed.

"God I hate waking so early. Your teaching me habits I hate."

"Go back to sleep love. I need to get up and shower and then maybe go for a run. I'm getting fat with all this good food and good company."

"Your not fat. Your just the way I like you."

"I think you also like this too?"

I reached over and grabbed his morning woody, ran my hand over his nice butt and quickly slapped it and rolled out of bed before he could retaliate.

"Ouch Damn."

I laughed as I headed for the bathroom. Benji was beside me before I even started to drain my bladder. We both pissed in the toilet, a lot. I was curious what he tasted like, but put it out of mind for another occasion. We showered together, but surprising to me, he didn't want to do anything. We got out, I shaved while Benji went out to dress. I walked out nude, Benji was trying to decide what to where.

I simply pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. So he did too. I picked up the phone.

"Yes Sir."

"Ham and eggs, hash browns, toast and Jam, a large pot of coffee, and two large glasses of milk."

"Fifteen or thirty Sir."

"Fifteen is fine thank you."

Breakfast was delivered by the two house boys. After they laid everything out they stood back.

"Everything okay Commander and Benji."

"Yes Thank you everything is very good."

For the next two days Benji and I explored the Island. Sometimes up high in the hills and then down to the wonderful beaches. We always had a hamper with us supplied by the cook. Sandwiches or salads, with a bottle of wine or a few beers in a cold pack. We had a wonderful time, relaxed, and we enjoyed each other, everything we could. And almost anywhere.

We were sitting on the balcony about ten Tuesday evening when we saw the airstrip light up. A plane landed and the lights went out. Another training cycle I thought.

The next morning after breakfast Sir John called.

"Your bloody great container has arrived with two men. I thought you said a package. Instead what was delivered was a 20 foot [6 m] container. We had to get NorAm to deliver it for you. This had better be good Brin or I'm in deep shit."

"I think you will be impressed. Where is it now?"

"We have it in hanger at the air strip. The two techs are in the crews quarters. And they are very tight lipped. Won't say a thing."

"Okay can you arrange to set up a session with your most senior NCO and me and Benji, with of course you. And the two techs."

"I'll pick you up out front in thirty minutes."

"Work dress Benji, no armor."

We rode in total silence to the airstrip. Sir John never said a word. I knew he wanted to really scream out his real dislike at the situation he was now in. Once in the hanger and after the door was closed. One of techs walked up to me and saluted.

"We can't open the container. It has a special lock and a self destruct built in. We were told you could open it safely. Sir."

"And if I put in the wrong code?

"Sir. We were told the container is lined with C4 explosive. If you don't enter the correct code the first time, we have 5 seconds to run. And then the container goes up and probably destroy everything for a quarter of a mile [400 m] around it.

"Guess I better be right." I laughed

I walked over to the container. I looked at the locking mechanism.

PLEASE ENTER CODE, was running over and over again across a small screen. It had a standard 10 digit keypad. I punched in my twelve digit command code. The screen went blank.. after a few seconds ACCEPTED, ENTER DAY CODE.

Fuck.

"Benji!"

Benji ran over to me.

"Do you know the day code for today?"

"2114504076653"

"How did you know that when I don't?

"Mike told me to check each morning the day code and memorize it cause you never remember."

"Okay my love punch it in on the keypad."

Benji punched in the number code. The container just unlocked.

In the hanger were the two techs, Sir John, the RSM of the base, Benji and me.

"Get one set of armor out and one uniform." I ordered the techs.

"Strip Benji."

Benji quickly took all his clothes off and stood nude.

"Fit Him."

Put these on Sir." one of the techs gave Benji a set of armor.

Benji put on the pants and then the shirt. The shirt looked really loose, but the pants were really tight. The tech then groped Benji. And he got hard, as usual. The tech connected wires to the suit and adjusted it.

"Bloody hell." The RSM said

"Okay now?"

Yes"

Can you tighten it across the shoulders please?'

The tech applied his trade to the shirt and soon it was comfortable on Benji.

"No bloody faggot techs going to grope me." The RSM intoned.

I just smiled at his discomfort.

"Now the uniform please."

When Benji put it on it looked about 6 sizes to big. The RSM laughed out loud. The tech handed Benji a pair of boots to put on and then strapped instrument to his arm. After connecting the top and bottom with wires he touched a control on Benji's arm and uniform fitted itself to Benji's frame.

"Christ that's a neat trick." Again from the RSM.

After Benji was fully dressed, the tech handed him a helmet to put on.

"I hate these there so heavy." he said.

"Not anymore Sir, go ahead try it on."

Benji put the helmet on and the tech attached it to the uniform with simple slide in connectors.

"How's that Sir."

"Wow, Brin these are really light and comfortable too but also warm."

The tech showed Benji how to adjust the temperature. After a few seconds.

"Wow! This neat."

"Comfortable Love?"

"Yes Brin."

"What Cam do you have for the uniforms? I asked.

"Forest Green, Desert, and Black Sir."

"What's going on with the chameleon?

"Sir at present we don't have enough computing power to program it yet. I understand R&D has put in a request for a bigger mainframe, but lead time is two years for a Super Seven."

The Super series Mainframe computers from IBM were the most powerful Computers in the world. My headquarters had a super four. R&D had a Super 6, but still needed more computing power. More money, always more money.

"Okay switch to black for this demonstration."

The tech showed Benji how to change his uniform color.

"Holy shit." The RSM said.

Benji was now standing before us in a black uniform.

"Take off your armor Sgt/Maj and help Benji into it."

When he hesitated.

"NOW! Sgt/Maj."

The RSM, being used to being ordered quickly unhooked his armor and then helped Benji put it on.

"Brin do these guys actually wear this in combat. Its so heavy."

"Yeah they do, but maybe after today they won't."

Sir John had not said a word. Just stood and watched.

"Give me your sidearm Sgt/Maj."

"No Sir."

"Sir John."

"Give it to him RSM."

The RSM pulled out his sidearm and handed it to me butt first. I ejected the magazine and saw they were using hollow point ammo. I ejected the round from the chamber and set it and the magazine down. I opened a case I had brought with me and pulled out a magazine. I slipped one round off the magazine and handed it to the Sgt/Maj.

"What's this?"

"That's a depleted uranium round."

"Benji go stand by the hanger door."

"Yes Love." He knew what came next.

I loaded the 11mm Glock with a full magazine. I then slipped a sound suppressor on the end of the barrel.

"Ready Benji?"

"Yes."

Before anyone could react, I turned and in a two handed stance fired 9 rounds at Benji. The first two rounds hardly moved him, but the rest pushed him back a couple of feet. The looks on everyone's face was of pure astonishment.

"You ok Love?

"Yeah I think so, but that hurts."

I quickly walked over to him and took him in my arms.

"Sorry. But they needed to know. I'm sorry if I hurt you."

I led him back to the others. We removed the ballistic armor of the Sgt/Majors. Every single round had gone right through. When Benji undid his uniform shirt the nine rounds dropped to the floor.

"Sir John is this worth the cost."

"Brin I apologize. I was so into my own needs that I never thought of the bigger picture. Christ if I could equip the entire Special Forces with these uniforms and armor we would be almost invincible. With the exception of your entire organization."

"How many sets in the container?" I asked the tech.

"Three Hundred Sir. One days production."

"Could you train one of Sir Johns men to fit them?"

"Yes Sir in about thirty minutes."

"Well that would save the RSM an embarrassment of having a 'Fag' grope him." I laughed.

"Sir John the entire container is yours with my compliments. However any more you may need will cost you about 12,000 NorAm dollars each."

"I must say your generosity has no boundary. But what else is it going to cost me. I know you don't do anything for nothing."

"Just keep on collecting information on Bor-Dango and I will be happy."

"And I presume transmitting it to you."

"No Sir John. But I will ask for all that you can give me next time I visit these wonderful islands."

I put out my hand to him. He warmly accepted it and then hugged me.

"Bring a full set to my quarters and you can outfit me. I told one of the techs.

"Well I think I am done here. Can you arrange a ride back to the Estate. I think I need a swim."

"No not yet Brin."

"RSM Strip!"

"Sir?"

"You heard me, undress now."

"Sir I don't think I can do that."

"RSM undress now or would you prefer to spend the rest of your career in England pushing pencils?"

"Sir I." and then he undressed.

"Very good RSM." Then Sir John started to undress too.

"Will one of you outfit the RSM, the other can fit me."

One of the techs went and got two more sets.

"Boot size Sir. He asked both the Captain and the RSM.

"11 wide, and Sir John said 10.

When Benji saw the RSM nude he almost swooned. He had an 7" uncut soft cock. The Captain had about four inches [10 cm] uncut. The tech just shook his head. After both had the pants on the tech walked over to the RSM.

"My apologies Sir, but it is necessary to ensure in any situation this armor is comfortable."

He then grabbed the RSM's cock and played with it until the RSM was very hard.

"Bloody hell, bloody hell. Damn that hurts."

The tech applied two wires to the crotch of the Sgt/Maj armor and then asked.

"Better Sir."

"Yes much better."

The tech then groped the RSM again.

"Damn all, it hurts again."

The tech again adjusted the armor.

"And now?"

"That's good."

The tech grabbed the RSM's cock again.

"Still good Sir?

"Yes!"

"Fine now the shirt. Is it comfortable?"

"Very tight across the shoulders."

After making several adjustments the RSM said he was quite comfortable now. The tech handed him the uniform and boots, After he was dressed and all the connections were made the uniform conformed to the Sgt/Maj's body.

At the same time the other tech was outfitting Sir John. When both were outfitted.

Both were instructed in the temperature control and uniform color controls. The Sgt/Maj went from one color to the next trying them all. He was beside himself with the ease with which he could control the different camo patterns.

"Commander Sadac. I apologize now. I just wasn't ready to accept what is evident. Your armor is far more superior to anything I have worn before and I salute you Sir

"Accepted Sgt/Maj. I'll also tell you that the tech who outfitted you is married with both a son and a daughter. He isn't a 'FAG' as you said, he's just a man who knows his job."

The RSM turned to the tech.

"Thank you and I am sorry for saying what I did."

"Just doing my job Sir."

"Now how about that ride."

Quick as a wink we were driven back to Governors House. Benji and I went up to our room. I helped him undress. He had several big bruises on his upper body. I almost cried that I had hurt him so. After he was undressed I just held him.

"I'm sorry I hurt you so much love."

"Brin I knew we had to prove to these guys that our armor is better than theirs. You need not apologize to me. You could have shot me naked and I would still love you. I am in heaven. And you are my God. I love you. I will always love you no matter what."

I undressed.

"Make love to me Benji. I want all of you now. I need all of you now, Please love."

Benji dropped down and took my cock into his mouth. He sucked and sucked like a man possessed. Very quickly he brought me to ejaculation. He then led me over to the bed and gently pushed me down. He lifted my legs up and attacked my rosebud with his tongue. God how good it felt. He was so good.

"Take me Benji, fuck me Benji, fuck me like you have never fucked me before."

Chapter 24

We spent most of the rest of the day in bed. Really enjoying each other with a sort of weird abandon, which we had never done before. We tried multiple positions and ways to satisfy each other. It really was a fun day for both of us.

Later as we laid on the bed, I was running my hands over the bruises caused by the Glock. As I ran my hand over the really big one on his lower right side he screamed in agony as my hand touched it.

"Oh Brin that hurts so bad, please don't touch me there."

"Jesus love maybe you cracked a rib. I think we should get you checked out right away."

I picked up the phone.

"Yes Sir. How may I help you?"

"Do you have a doctor here or an infirmary? I think Benji may have a cracked or broken rib."

"Yes Sir we have a top notch Doctor. Do you want me send him up or would you like to come down?"

"We'll come down."

"I'll meet you downstairs right away Sir."

I helped Benji put on a pair of sweat pants and then helped to sit up. As he sat up he started to cough and I say several flecks of blood on his lips. The tears started down his face as the pain from coughing hurt him more. I grabbed the phone.

"Sir!"

"I think he's punctured his lung. I need to get him to a hospital Now!"

I heard a faint alarm go off in the Mansion. And then several sets of boots on the stairs. The Doctor came straight into our room, not even knocking. He took one look at Benji and ordered a medi-vac helicopter from the mainland.

"Thirty minutes minimum." the RSM said.

"Damn isn't there anything closer? I almost yelled.

The Doctor laid Benji back down on his back and ordered a stretcher to be brought. I started to dress. Less than 5 minutes later four men came in with a stretcher. While I was dressing they loaded Benji on the stretcher and wrapped him in warm blankets. The RSM had been on the phone all this time.

"Sir. The NorAm Special Forces have a Super Stallion here. Its on it way here now. Will be on the ground in 5 minutes."

I wasn't even half dressed as they took Benji out and down the stairs. I followed with only my pants and t-shirt on. Not even my boots. I went down and watched as they loaded him on the helicopter. God it was huge. I ordered my two security guards to accompany him. They climbed aboard and then it took off for Kingston.

Sir John walked out of the house.

"Brin, I have ordered a helicopter from the Devonshire. It'll be here in 15 minutes. Give you time to dress. Sgt/Maj lay on a security detail to accompany the Commander. This will put paid to your quiet honeymoon Sir."

"I don't care as long as he is okay."

"Go get ready Brin. Benji will be good hands at the Royal Kingston Hospital. Their the best in the whole Caribbean."

I went back up to my room and finished dressing. Complete armor and uniform. I strapped on my sidearm and hooked up my radio. Then I walked back down to the landing pad as a Cormorant Transport helicopter landed.

As I waited for it to spool down a man walked up to me.

"Sir. I'm Lt. Witherspoon. I'll be in charge of your security. Were on channel 3 Sir."

I quickly switched my channel to theirs.

I heard in my ear piece. "Ready when you are Sir."

No sooner than we were all on board then the helicopter spooled up and lifted off.

"Destination Sir."

"Put us on the pad at Kingston Royal."

"Fifteen minutes Sir."

Watching the sea speed by, I thought of how stupid I was to use Benji as a guinea pig to prove something. Never again, never would I put my love in danger. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"He's in good hands Sir."

I had to wipe the tears that were running down my face.

Every single soldier on that helicopter knew what I was feeling.

The helicopter flew in over the city and set down on the pad at the Royal Kingston Hospital. We exited and I walked into the main doors.

A security guard.

"Sorry Sir, no weapons allowed in the hospital."

I ignored him and walked to the main desk.

"Benji Sadac! Where is he?"

"He's in operating room "C". But you can't go there Sir."

"Where's operating room C?"

"It's on the third floor, west wing but."

"Thank you." And I headed for the elevator. I was stopped by a security guard.

"Sorry Sir you can't go any further."

"Get out of my way Son."

He looked at me and then at the twelve SAS men behind me and then stepped aside.

"Lt. secure this floor. Check all ID's of any visitors. Have some of your men accompany me."

"Yes Sir."

I entered the elevator with eight very heavily armed men. We exited on the third floor and walked down to operating room C. My two security guards were standing outside the door.

"What's happening?" I asked.

One flipped his visor up.

"Their operating on him now Sir. They won't let us in. The doctor said it would be about a hour."

"Switch to channel 3."

"Secure this floor."

"Yes Sir."

Then we waited, I paced up and down the hall, back and forth. No one dared even to think of talking to me. About forty minutes later a smocked man walked out of the operating room. I was next to him in a flash.

"How is he?"

"He's resting comfortably. He had a small puncture in his left lung. I repaired the damage and set his broken rib. Considering his age he should pull through with little or no complications. We have him in ICU, sedated."

"When I can I talk to him?"

"Several hours, he needs to rest to allow the healing to start. Who are you anyway?"

"Brin Sadac."

"His father, no problem sir he will be fine."

"I'm not his father. I'm his partner, lover, were married."

"Well what ever you are he needs to rest now. Come back in 3-4 hours and we'll see."

"I'll wait."

"Could be a long wait Mr. Sadac."

"Actually that's Commander Sadac of the International Security Command Doctor."

"And that young man in there is my Deputy, Lover, and Partner for life."

"Well I suggest Sir that you find a place to relax. It will be a few hours before he wakes up. But can I ask how he came by all the other scares on his body?"

"I wish I could Doctor, but he is part of an investigation by the NPF."

"Well I need to book off and get some rest Commander. But I'll be here when he wakes up."

"Thank you Doctor."

I retreated to the cafeteria for a coffee and a snack, always with two or four SAS boys close by. It didn't take long before word got out that I was in Kingston. The World News Net sent a crew to find me. A long with several other reporters.

So much for a secret honeymoon.

Ignore them or talk to them, ignore them and they would speculate, talk and maybe disarm them.

"Lt. I'm coming down to talk to the reporters. Full security screen please."

"Done Sir. Where would you like them?"

"On the pad."

I walked out the same door I entered the hospital. I was met by a dozens flashing lights of cameras. And inundated with questions. I held up my arms until quiet took over.

"First off I have agreed to talk to you. I have to honest I hate reporters. If you ask a question that might put me or any of my men and women working anywhere in the world in danger I will refuse to answer. Ask away, but one at a time please."

"Commander why are you here?"

"Here in Jamaica? Or here in the Caribbean."

"Ah Jamaica Sir."

"On Holidays."

"Just Holidays Sir?"

"Don't any one of you take holidays?"

"Who are you visiting here in hospital Sir?"

"If I said my boyfriend would you believe me?"

"Would that boyfriend be Benjamin Watson?"

"Actually no. I'll clarify. Benjamin Watson became Benjamin Sadac in a ceremony in Israel ten days ago. So who I am visiting is my partner for life."

"Can you tell us what happened to him?

"We were rock climbing on an Island we had been camping on and he fell. At first I thought he had only bruised himself. When I found out he had broken a rib and punctured his lung I sent an SOS. I was lucky a NorAm Special Forces unit working on an island close by answered my distress call and transported him here. I'm told he will make a full recovery."

"Can you tell us what's happening in Africa. We understand you have several units deployed in East Africa.

"Next Question."

"Are you saying you won't comment on what's happening in East Africa?"

"No."

"Where do you plan to go from here Commander?"

"Home."

"Home, you mean Edmonton?"

"Benji wants to go home. I do too."

"Do you love Benji?"

"With everything I have. With everything that I can give. He is my star. The Star I go by. Love him, its so much more than love."

"That's it I'm done, no more questions. Long life gentlemen and women. Now I go to check on my love. See to yours."

I turned and reentered the hospital.

When I walked back into the hospital I was met by a man who made me take a step back. He looked exactly like Captain Fontaine of the Good Hope II. Although quite a bit older.

"Hello Commander Sadac. I'm Doctor Fontaine the hospital administrator."

"I'm sorry Doctor but you look exactly like Captain Fontaine of the Good Hope II."

He laughed out loud.

"That's probably because he is my younger brother. Small world eh. Lets go to my office where can talk."

I followed him down several corridors and into a very plush office. He sat down in one of the many comfortable looking chairs and gestered for me to sit down.

"I checked on Benji before I met you. His vital signs are all normal and he's sleeping comfortably. The Surgeon who attended him is one of our best. And this hospital is the best in the area, so he is in good hands."

"Thank you Sir."

"I need to clear the air so to speak. My brother has been in contact with me and I know what you have done so far. He speaks very highly of you Commander. And from what I have seen you are no man to back down from anything. I don't suppose your going to tell me how Benji really got hurt are you?"

"No I'm sorry that's very classified."

"I have been informed that King Andrew will be landing shortly at Kingston International. We are always notified when he travels here in case he or his family need medical attention while their here."

"I notice your being escorted by a unit of the SAS and I have been informed another is enroute to supply security for Andrew. I think there might be a connection. Andrew doesn't normally travel here in the spring or late winter. So I suggest he coming to talk to you."

"I can't honestly answer that Sir."

"Well Commander, when your ready to take Benji away from here and back to Governors Island, I think you will be in for a surprise. The King is planning on staying at Governors House while he is here. His Summer home is under renovation."

"Is there anything you don't know?"

"Not much. I have a reserve Commission in the Royal Navy as a Captain and this hospital tends to all the major injuries that occur on the SAS training Center."

"So what would you like from me?"

"Have you thought about what your going to do with all the young men and women you have rescued? I'm told the total is up to 3400 now. And if my brother has it right you are going to rescue all young men and women working as slaves world wide. That could mean in the tens of thousands. Enough to fill a small city."

"To be honest no. But I will find a place for them. All of them. Benji decided they were part of his family, so they are part of my family too. If I have to build a city just for them then I will."

"You relies if the News networks get wind of this all hell could break loose."

"I know and that's what scares me the most. If even a word leaks out that I'm gunning for all the slave States or Slave owners, they could just cut their losses. That would be the worst thing in the world to me."

"Well your secret is safe with me. But thinking on your problem, there are several unoccupied islands here around Jamaica. You might consider building your town or city here."

"Its definitely something to think about. Thank you for mentioning it."

"Now you can use my office here to wait until Benji wakes up. From the look of you, you could use some sleep."

"Thank you Sir, I'll take you up on your offer."

Doctor Fontaine got up and left the office. I stretched out on one of couches.

It seemed like I just closed my eyes when I was awakened by a tap on the Administrators door. I came awake instantly and for a moment was totally disoriented.

"Come, Come in. I said.

"Benji's awake Sir. He's been asking for you."

"How long was I asleep and what time is it?"

"About three hours Sir. Its almost Midnight."

I got up and headed up to his room. He was sitting up and although not smiling was looking good. As soon as I walked in his eyes lit up and a smile filled his face.

"Hi lover. How do you feel?"

Before he could answer I walked over to his bed and leaned down and kissed him.

"Mmmmm. That was nice Brin."

"More where that came from." I smiled.

I turned to the doctor in the room.

"Can he be moved without any complications?"

"Yes Sir, however we'd like to keep him for twenty four hours."

"I relies your concern doctor but there is a very good doctor at the residence we are staying at and I would prefer to have him there away from prying eyes of reporters and the World Wide News."

"Lt. Witherspoon. Think you could get that Super Stallion to come and pick us up?"

"Yes Sir but the Cormorant would be more comfortable."

"Yes but with the Stallion we can keep the reporters away."

"True Sir. I'll contact the Island and have them lay it on."

"Can you get Benji ready to travel?" I said to the room at large.

"Yes Sir but it will have to be on a stretcher. I don't want him up and walking around for at least a week."

"A week?" I heard Benji moan.

"Hey Love, I want you in the best condition possible, and I want no complications."

"Lt. Witherspoon? How long?"

"Thirty Minutes Sir. They said they would supply their own security. I'm not sure what that means Sir."

"No problem."

"Okay lets get a stretcher in here and lets get this side show on the road."

"The hospital staff used to Military personal giving orders, quickly had Benji transferred to a stretcher and in no time at all we were in the lobby waiting for the Super Stallion.

The Super Stallion was with out a doubt the most versatile Helicopter ever built. Capable of inter-continental travel, with in air refueling, it could travel almost any where in the world. Normally transported in the belly of a C-5 Galaxy, It could be on the ground and setup and ready in under an hour. As an assault helicopter, there was no peer in the world. Heavily armed and armored it could land in the most hostile environments with out worry. Delivering 35 men or almost 15,000 lbs [7,000 kg] of supplies.

At almost fifty, it was one of the oldest designs still flying and still being used world wide. But not as much as the Special forces of NorAm or the Special Operations Group.

We Heard it coming long before it settled on the pad at the hospital. It landed with the loading ramp facing the lobby entrance. No less than 15 heavily armed men exited and took up positions around the pad. They ordered at gun point everyone off the pad and away from the hospital. Well this would make things a little hard on the Commander of The Special Forces. Nice. Maybe World News Net would bother some one else for a change.

As soon as everyone was forced away from the entrance to the Hospital, we wheeled Benji out and straight aboard the Stallion. As soon as we were on board the troops were recalled and when everyone was on board we lifted off. The whole show took less than five minutes.

An officer walked up to me when we were in the air.

"Where to Commander?"

"I think Governors House Sir."

"We could put you down anywhere in the world you wish Sir, but Governors House it is Sir."

"Thank you."

"Commander I think you should know that we have orders to support you in any way we can. The Third Special Forces is ready for anything you want."

"Thank you. But what I want right now is to get my love safely on the ground."

Less than twenty minutes later the Stallion landed in the courtyard of Governors House.

Benji was quickly wheeled off the helicopter and carried upstairs to our room. I heard the helicopter taking off, but was more interested in my love. The base doctor came in.

"How are you feeling Commander."

I saw tears in his eyes and knew he was in pain. That brought tears to my eyes. I so loved him.

"Doctor. I'm Benji and I hurt."

"Okay Benji. I'm going to give you a shot, to ease the pain and let you sleep."

After Benji was sleeping, I too needed sleep. I had been up for almost twenty four hours with only a short sleep.

I looked out side. It was almost dawn. Damn I was tired. The Doctor was telling me all things that we could and not do. Couldn't stress the wound. Needed to give Benji time, time to heal. It was almost as if I was in a trance.

"I'm sorry Doctor, I missed some of that. I need to sleep. Been a very long day."

"Go to sleep Commander. I'll check in later."

The Doctor left and I stripped and laid down beside my love.

When I awoke, Benji was spooned up against me. I reached over and his cock was like a shaft of steel. As I touched it he moaned.

Take me love. Please I need you inside me. I won't move, I'll let you do it all. Oh please Brin."

I would move mountains for Benji. I slowly entered him, sliding my cock deep into his anal cavity. He just moaned in pleasure. I fucked him slow and deliberate. Easy in and easy out, wanting it to last as long as possible. As much as he tried he couldn't not move as I moved inside him. I reached over and just held him tight. Preventing him from moving or hurting himself. After almost an hour, I pushed in deep and shot off my load.

"I love you Sir, Brin, my Commander, my love. Don't ever leave me. I would die without you Brin. You make me feel so good it hurts."

"Your stuck with me for life Benji, my Sir, My Commander, My Love."

I gently rolled Benji onto his back and then went down and sucked his wonderful cock into my mouth. He bucked once and then I held him down and sucked and sucked his cock until he came in a blast of sweet and tasty come. Even after he came he remained rock hard and although now I wanted him inside me, I would have to wait.

"Now go back to sleep love. Get better quick. I need you as much if not more than you need me."

I eased myself out of bed. Benji just rolled back on his side and drifted off. I looked outside. Early afternoon. I picked up the phone and ordered a light lunch with lots of coffee. When it arrived the young houseboy asked.

"How's Benji. Is he going to be alright Commander."

"He's fine. Just needs a few days to heal. Thank you for asking."

"We love him too Sir."

"Your not alone Son. Your not alone."

I went into the office in the suite and went to work. Catching up on all the back log of stuff. I received an email from Mo. I printed it off and was surprised when the printer ran out of paper. I could see almost 50 sheets had been printed. I refilled the printer and received almost another 20 sheets. Christ was he sending me a book. I sat down and started reading. Jesus, this was dynamite. No more like TNT. Fuck what do I do now. I had all the places the Sultan had slaves working. Seven. Fuck seven different places so spread apart that to take them down would result, if I didn't get them all at once, they would know, and the world would know and I would have a lot of dead kids. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Mo had also included the interviews from the kids now on board the Good Hope. He had listed them by country of origin. Fully 90% were from NorAm, the rest from almost every country in the world. The Sultan it seemed wasn't too choosy. He liked all kinds of boys, as long as they were under 13 or 14. Young he liked them young.

The last two pages were devoted to the mass grave site. All the body's so far found, 842, had all been either shot in the back of the head, strangled or beheaded. Only a handful had been identified to date from DNA.

What do I do now?

I was lost in thought.

"Sir."

I looked up startled. A man I had never seen before was standing at the office door. He had the coldest eyes of anyone I had ever met. A real killer.

"Yes." I said.

"Commander. King Andrew would like to speak to you if you have the time Sir."

"Of course. I come now." I started to stand.

"No Sir. He's outside your suite. He would like to come in here."

"Okay. Please show him in."

When King Andrew came in I wasn't sure what I should do. Bow, kneel or just shake hands. I had never been in presence of royalty before. As I started to bow.

"No Commander. It is I who should be bowing to you. I have read your file called EDSON BOY. I have also talked with the man in charge down here. Commander I have always been a little in awe of your corporation. And I guess a little in awe of you. But I never knew exactly what you were. I know now. And I guess I am your servant Sir. Command me and I and my Country and my countrymen will serve."

"Your Majesty. Don't bow to me. I'm just a man. No less no more. And you need not be my servant. You may be a servant to Great Britain and the Commonwealth but not to me."

"Your wrong Commander. Your more than just a man. You're a savior. You've brought almost four thousand kids out of bondage. And if I have it right you plan to free as many again until there are no kids held in bondage anywhere. That makes you much more than just a man. You say I'm not your servant, but my Armed Forces with the permission of my Prime Minister are ready to be your servant. Command me and they will follow you Sir."

I stood thinking and then just sat down. A sacrilege in the presence of King Andrew.

"Please sit down Your Majesty."

"Could you just call me Andrew Commander."

"Only if you will call me Brin?"

"Brin it is and thank you."

We sat and talked for almost an hour. I told him of my biggest problem now. How to hit all of the slave farms and plantations spread around the Indian Ocean.

"I understand Brin that you have the complete support of the NorAm Armed forces and government. You now have the complete support of the Armed Forces of Great Britain and all of our allies. Tell me what you want and I will deliver or I will give up my position willingly. Slavery to me is the worst crime in the world today. The enslavement of young boys and girls is beyond my comprehension. To end it I will go to any lengths regardless of the consequences."

"Even to war against a sovereign nation Sir."

"Yes."

"No reservations. All or nothing."

"I need to think Andrew."

"Brin I will leave now. But make no mistake, I will and my country will back you 100%. Take care of that young man of yours. If but, well suffice to say I could love as you do more. And maybe I do, and I haven't even met him yet."

"Thank you Andrew. I do love him more than life itself. There will never be anyone in my life I will love more. And now I have 3400 boys and girls in my life. And all are very precious to me. All are my family. They love Benji and I love Benji. Benji calls them family. So his family is my family. And I love them all."

Andrew stood up to leave. I got up and shook his hand and thanked him. He walked to the door of the office and turned.

"You are Peter."

Before I could say anything he turned and left.

I sat back down. The reference to Peter again fucking with my mind. Some one else said that. Right Mike. I wasn't a fisher for souls. All I wanted was to end child slavery world wide.

I just sat and thought for an hour or so. What to do? What to do?

Yes.

I picked up my phone and dialed the quarters my pilots were sharing.

"Yes, ah Yes Sir."

"When you to John's have finished." I laughed. How I ended up with the two best pilots in Intersec and both being gay and both named John was beyond me.

"Can you check out the plane, make sure it has been serviced and plan a quiet trip into South Africa, Pretoria. Inform our South African office that I am visiting quietly."

"Yes Sir. When do you plan on leaving?"

"Monday at the latest."

"Yes Sir. And thank you Sir."

"So are a top or a bottom John." I laughed again.

"Actually Sir were both versatile." he laughed.

"There you go John, best of both worlds."

I hung up.

Three days. Hope Benji is back up by then. The Doctor said a week, but I never did have time for Doctors.

Chapter 25

I had an idea, but to pull it off was going to take the cooperation of three different countries and their Armed Forces and my own corporation. From the numbers listed in Mo's reports, the Good Hope II wouldn't be big enough to handle all the boys. The only other Hospital ship of the size I needed was operated by the Swiss. How do I get them on line with what I needed. Sitting thinking, I was surprised when Benji walked in.

"You shouldn't be out of bed love."

"I'm sorry Brin, but I am so bored. Could I lay out on the balcony?"

"Sure love. Lets go. Does it hurt?"

"A little. Not as much as yesterday. I promise I won't strain anything. Even though I really want you."

We went and sat in the sun.

I wasn't much of a talker while we sat there. My mind was on the problem I had now.

"What the matter Brin. You seem so preoccupied."

I looked at him.

"I'm trying to figure out how I can rescue the rest of the boys held in slavery. There are seven places they are being held and all are in instant communication with each other. If I take them down one at a time, the others will know something's happened and might just kill off all their slaves. I can't and won't let that happen. Then there's Bor-Dango."

"How many slaves do they have working?"

"If I understand Mo's Message, more than five thousand, with largest amounts in Malaysia and Indonesia."

"That many. Wow. What are we going to do with them?"

"That's another problem."

"I have a plan but, I don't know if NorAm or Great Britain or any of the others will back it. Benji I'm so far over my head here I just don't know."

Benji was on me in a flash. The tears starting down his face.

"You promised Brin. You Promised."

"Easy Love. Yes I promised and I will get them all even if I have to do this alone. What ever the cost. You and our family are now more important to me than anything else."

We were just sitting cuddling when.

"Oh excuse me Brin. I hope I'm not interrupting."

Before I could answer Benji got up and went to one knee.

"Your welcome here Your Majesty."

Andrew bent down and lifted Benji up.

"You need not kneel to me. As someone once said I am just a man."

Sir John had told Andrew what I had said when we were discussing him.

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, but you are more than just a man as Brin is more than just my love. You have the love of an entire Nation. You command such loyalty that goes beyond what other men have. I am still just a boy. Maybe a little more than that but not as much as you. To me you are King Andrew."

Andrew laughed out loud.

"Benji you just proved that you more of man than many of my loyal subjects who are many times your age."

"Now sit down Benji."

"Brin. I have been in contact with the Prime Minister. He has reluctantly agreed to support your war against slavery. But it was only after I threatened to abdicate my throne. You now have what ever forces you deem you will need and the complete cooperation of all units and forces any where they are."

That's one. I thought.

"Andrew I am at loss for words."

"Would thank you sincerely Sir do?"

"And you very welcome Brin. Now Benji you take very good care of that man of yours. Good luck Brin. God has already blessed you."

He turned and left.

After he was gone Benji and I sat and necked. He was as usual hard as a rock and his squirming on my lap didn't help me at all. I ran my hand over the small pucker on his chest where the doctor had opened him up to repair his lung. He never flinched. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock.

"I want you inside me Benji."

I pushed him off me, got up and walked inside. Dropped my pants on the floor and bent over the bed. I found I loved the doggie style. Besides it would give less strain to his wound. He dropped his cutoffs, simply lined up and entered me. He was streaming so much precum that no other lube was needed. He fucked me with long hard strokes for over two hours. I just could never get enough of him inside me. I never wanted it to stop. But eventually he just held it deep inside and blew and blew and blew. Wow. The feeling of his hot juice spraying my insides forced my own orgasim. I blew on the sheets. He collapsed over me.

"That was best ever Brin my love."

He pulled out and I turned and sucked on his still hard cock.

"Do you want to fuck my face love?" I said.

"Can we go for dinner tonight?"

"Indeed we can. But I think a shower and I need a shave first."

I picked up the phone to inform the house master we would be eating with them tonight.

"Commander the dinner tonight is formal. King Andrew is departing tomorrow. Tonight is a Royal Dinner. Eight Sharp Sir."

"Shower and a shave Benji. Then dress for dinner tonight."

Benji and I went into the shower. Benji wanted me to fuck him, but I said I would fuck him all night later. When we came out the two house boys were in the suite. One was putting the finishing touches on my boots. They helped us dress. It didn't help that Benji got very hard while one them was helping him. Both of them noticed and I noticed both of them were hard. And it didn't help when I got hard looking at them. Young males still turned me on even though I had the best young boy in the world.

"When dinners over we will be here to help you get ready for bed Commander and Benji."

Now that had a double meaning. But Benji just said thank you.

I didn't know the guest list for dinner. As we walked in.

"Commander Sadac and Benjamin Sadac, the International Security Command."

Behind us.

"The Right Honorable Sir Edmund Chafee, Governor of Jamaica."

The dinning room was filled to overflowing with people. Every head of State in the Caribbean seemed to be there.

The dinner when it started was a seven course meal with a different wine for each course. I was seated across from Benji, directly next to King Andrew. This brought a lot of comment, that I was more than just a corporate CEO. Uniforms were everywhere. Generals, Officers, Heads of State. A who's who of the Islands close to Jamaica. The dinner also lasted almost three hours. I was so stuffed with ham, chicken, turtle, grouse, shark, and strawberries, melon, dates and other sundries. The amount of food consumed would have fed a small town for a month. But I understood. A Royal Banquet didn't happen very often here in the Islands. So they went all out. An Invitation to Dine with royalty was a gem of immeasurable value. Even in 2030.

After the dinner and several Royal Toasts, Benji walked up to me.

"Brin I need to lie down. My chest hurts."

I turned to Andrew.

"Your Majesty. Benji is still hurting. I need to leave now."

"Thank you Commander. God go with you and with Benji. Although I think God may just be in awe of you too."

As I turned to leave.

"A Toast Ladies and Gentlemen."

"To Commander Brin Sadac of the International Security Command and his Deputy Benjamin Sadac. They walk in Peter's shoes."

After the toast we were applauded out of the dinning area.

Back up in our room, both house boys helped undress and prepare for bed.

Benji sporting a huge hard on.

"Brin could they stay the night?"

"Only if they want to Benji."

The two young men conferred.

"But there is only one bed." One of them said.

"Then I guess we will all have to sleep together." I said.

The night was a mixture of sucking, fucking and everything the two young boys wanted. It was very early in the morning when I was awoken by the sound of a helicopter landing and then taking off. King Andrew had left. What a week this had been. The two boys had left some time during the night. I rolled over and cuddled up close to Benji. This was I loved most. Just laying beside him and holding him. He opened his eyes yawned and then kissed me.

"Morning my love."

"Morning Benji."

I looked at the clock on the wall. Christ 10:00 already. Time to get moving.

"Time to get moving Lover. Lots to do today."

"Like what Brin?"

"Well we have to pack. Say our good byes."

"Where are we going?"

"South Africa first, and then back to Burundi."

"Okay! Great!"

We both went and had a quick shower. Benji was really motivated now that he was going back to Burundi. We dressed in work clothes. Ordered brunch. And talked while we waited. The two house boys came in with brunch. Before they left I handed each an envelope.

"Just a thank you for a very nice visit and all your help."

When one of the boys opened the envelope.

"Sir we can't accept this it's way too much."

He pulled out three hundred dollar bills.

"Accept it. I would have given you more after last night." Benji said,

Both boys reluctantly accepted the gift. Before they left Benji kissed both very passionately. Both left with red faces. I just laughed.

"I can't believe it Benji. We're here one week and you corrupted them enough for them to jump in the sack with us both. Lucky we weren't here a month. Must be that animal magnetism you have." I laughed.

"It's not that Brin. It's just I, I, oh I don't know."

I pulled Benji into my arms and kissed him like he kissed the boys. He just melted into my arms.

"I was only funning with you love."

"I think I wish we were going home from here. But I know duty comes first. I just wish this was all over."

"Soon my Love. Soon."

We finished dressing.

"Now lets go thank our host Sir John."

We left the suite and walked down stairs. We were met by the same Lt.

"Good Morning Brin , Benji."

"Good Morning Lt. Is Sir John about."

"Yes Sir. He is in the Command Center. This way please."

We went down the stairs and through the steel door. Sir John was in his customary place overseeing the Center.

"Good Morning Brin, Benji. How are you feeling Benji?"

"Better, much better Sir John."

"That's very good to hear. Brin I understand your leaving today. I am very glad I met you. Come on up to my office. I have a few things I would like to show you before you leave us."

We walked up to his office overlooking the Command Center.

"First off, this is a complete dossier on Bor-Dango. It's all we know to date. Second I understand you looking for a place to accommodate your new found family. "

"Yes John I am."

"Well this might suit. This Island is owned by the NorAm navy. It hasn't been used since WW2. It was an anti-submarine base. It has a 5,000 ft runway. A deep sea port. Fresh water from a damn built during WW2 and although mothballed a hydro electric plant. The buildings have long since disintegrated. However the pads are still there. At the end of World War 2 there were almost 7,000 personal on the island."

"Sounds very interesting."

"It's called NAS Gilbert. Have no idea where the name came from, but you could probably get it for a song."

"Thank you John."

He handed me another dossier.

"So where to now?"

"I think South Africa first and then back to Burundi."

"Interesting. Well it has been a real pleasure having you here and I might add you have given more than you have received. I hope you will come again soon. Remember Commander, His Majesty's Forces are at your beck and call, anytime you want us."

"Thank you again for your hospitality. It has been a wonderful ten days."

WE left and went up and walked around the grounds. Stopping and necking and just enjoying the quiet of the Estate. About 2:30 we headed back to our room to finish packing. When we got there, we found the two house boys had already packed all our clothes, leaving out our weapons and jackets. I called our pilots and told them we would leave in two hours. We went down and had dinner with the staff. Then went back to our room finished dressing to leave and walked down to the entrance way. Sir John was there.

"Brin, Benji, it has been a real honor to have you here. Come back soon. Our door will always be open to you."

"Thank you Sir John. We will be back. Soon. Right my love."

"YES Sir, we will, even if I have to twist his arm."

Sir John laughed. Then.

"Long Life and Happiness Brin and Benji. God definitely smiles on you two."

As we exited the Governors House.

"GUARD ATTENTION!"

"GUARD PRESENT ARMS!"

On one side were over 65 SAS and SBS personal at present arms. On the other side were 70 Special Forces Personal at present arms. Waiting on the end of them was two Suburban's.

I saluted both guards, but they didn't move until we were in the Suburban's and headed out the gate. The trip to the airbase was real quick and after transferring our bags we were sitting inside my aircraft.

My chief pilot walked in.

"Leaving now will put us in Pretoria about 21:30 Sir."

"Do we still have full clearance into Andrews?"

"Yes Sir and its been upgraded to Priority One Sir."

"We'll go there first."

"Yes Commander."

"How Long to Andrews?"

"Just over an hour Sir."

"Good."

"What's Andrews Brin?" Benji asked.

"Washington. I need to see the President."

"But you said we were going back to Burundi?"

"Love, Benji, this aircraft is only three hours from anywhere. We'll be back to your family as soon as possible. And my family. But love I need help. The President can give us that help."

We took off and climbed to altitude.

"Andrews in 30 minutes Sir."

"Put it on the Cabin speaker please."

"Andrews Control. This ISC 01 at angles 30 for landing."

"ISC 01 you are cleared for a direct approach to runway 24.

"ISC 01."

"ISC 01 report 5000 AGL."

"ISC 01."

"ISC 01, 5000, have runway in site."

"Air Force 21 Alfa abort your landing, we have Priority traffic."

"ISC 01 you are cleared to land. Winds are light and variable, barometer 98.6, check wheels down. A follow me vehicle will meet you on taxi way 2 left.

"ISC 01, roger."

Bang we were on the ground in Washington. Now I understood what Priority One meant.

The follow me vehicle led us right into a hanger. After we had deplaned.

"Welcome to Andrews Commander. How may we help you?"

"I need my aircraft refueled and I need a car."

"Destination Sir?"

"The White House."

"Yes Sir. Five minutes."

Good as his word five minutes later a blue Air Force sedan pulled up.

"You two stay here. We shouldn't be too long." I told my security guys.

The drive took about 30 minutes. We pulled up to the gate. Rolled our window down.

"Identification Sir."

I handed him my ISC Identification.

"Who do you wish to see Sir."

"The President."

"Do you have an appointment Sir?"

"No but, if you tell him I'm here, I'm sure he will see me."

"One moment Sir."

He went into the guard shack and picked up a phone. Talked a bit and then waited. Several minutes later he hung up and walked back to the car.

"West Entrance." he told the driver.

We were met by two SS men and escorted to the Oval Office. As soon as we walked in.

"Commander this is a very, very unexpected and welcome visit. Sit down. Coffee?"

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."

"Coffee for you too Benji or would you like something else?"

"Coffee's fine Mr. President."

"I heard you were hurt Benji. I hope your feeling better now."

"Much better Mr. President. Thank you.

"Now to business. Commander I have received the latest news from Mo in Burundi. To say I was a little shocked would be an understatement. To think fully ninety five percent of the young men and women are from NorAm is just a little hard to believe. However I do believe it. I presume you are here to request additional help in taking out the rest of the known slave camps?"

"Yes Mr. President."

"Do you know exactly what you require?"

"Yes. I think so."

"Then I take it you have a specific plan in mind."

"Yes Sir."

"I think before we continue, we should go down to the Situation Room."

He stood up and led us out a door and down to an elevator. After going down I'm not sure how many floors, we entered a room with map screens covering all the walls. In the center of the room was a large conference table.

He sat down and picked up a phone.

"I want the CDS, CNO, and Joint Chiefs from the Navy, Army, Marines and Air Force in the Situation Room ASAP." and hung up.

Coffee was served again as we sat and waited. The room was very quiet, just the soft conversations of operators and the hum of air conditioners.

Even though it was a Sunday all the requested officers showed up in less than 30 minutes. In full uniform too. I was impressed.

"Gentlemen. If you don't know, this is Commander Brin Sadac of the International Security Command. That young man beside him is his Deputy and Life Partner."

All the Generals and Admirals shook my hand and Benji's.

"Please be seated Gentlemen." The President said.

"What I am about to tell all of you is to be considered Eyes Only. Level Blue."

With the mention of Level Blue, all the Officers sat a little straighter and looked around at each other. Level Blue was considered the highest security level in the NorAm Forces.

"Less than two months ago that young man sitting beside the Commander was found half frozen on the road into the mountain Estate of Brin Sadac. When found he had been beaten, Sodommized, and tortured. With the good graces of Brin Sadac and his doctor the young man was saved. When he was able he told Brin his story of how he ended up on the road. In time his wounds healed and his mind, although I still think he hurts inside. But he has the total and I mean total love of not just the Commander but almost everyone he meets. With the considerable assets available to him, the Commander was able to trace Benji's journey from an orphanage in Ontario to a slave dealer in Saskatchewan to a slave market in Algeria and then to Burundi. With the considerable help of both the Israeli Armed Forces and units of NorAm he was able to destroy the home city of this slave trade."

A sergeant placed files in front of all the officers present. All the file folders were marked Top Secret Blue.

"Inside this folder you will find all information gleaned through chemical interrogation of the Sultan of Burundi and several foreign Nationals as well as several of his henchmen. Before you begin reading, I would like you to turn to Annex 1."

"Gentlemen this is a list of all the other places the Sultan has boy and girl slaves working. The Commander has told me he has a plan to take them all down. Commander?"

I stood up.

"Before I start I would be remiss if I didn't thank all of you who have given me support to date."

"I have been told that all these camps and plantations are in constant contact with each other. So all these camps and plantations have to be taken at the same time. One by one would result in the probable death of any slaves working in these places. I can't and won't let that happen. Five of the camps are in or near the African Continent. Three are in Somalia, one is in Mozambique and one is in Madagascar. Of the two plantations, one is in the northern Malaysian peninsula and the other is on the island of Coufu in Indonesia."

"What I need from NorAm is the 2nd Pacific Fleet based at Yokohama with both Marine Assault Brigades."

"The 4th Atlantic Fleet based at Norfolk Virginia with the Assault carrier Tacoma attached.

"The Second Special Forces."

"Twenty Super Stallion Assault Helicopters."

"Two MUST units, a Logistical Support unit and as many Osprey and transport helicopters as are available."

"And I want them all within ten days."

"Ten days is out of the question." Admiral Ted Morley said.

"If my good Friend in the Air Force here can supply me with ten C-5's I can have your 20 Super Stallions anywhere in the world you want them Commander. Along with the Second Special Forces."

"Admiral Morley."

"Yes Commander."

"Do you have any children?"

"Yes. I have two boys, 14 and 17, why?"

"If one of them disappeared, how far would you go to find and rescue him?"

"I would go to the ends of the earth to find him."

"Admiral I have over 3000 boys and girls I now call my family. I love them all. I also know of over 5000 more of my family been held in slave labor all over the world. I will strip my security from the entire world to rescue them. Weather it is one boy or girl or thousands, it is all the same to me."

"And me too Admiral." Benji said.

"I think we will take a break at this point." The President said.

The CNO walked over and shook my hand.

"Christ Brin do you know what your asking. There are already three fleets in support of the operations' in Africa. Now you want two more. It will put us very thin on the water."

"Starky I only need them for a week or two."

"Well Teddy will scream and holler, but you get them. Anything else I need to know?"

"Can you arrange transport to pick up the Admiral Commanding the Pacific Fleet, his two Marine Commanders and Admiral James Gordon of the British 2nd Fleet at Singapore and have them delivered to Kinshasa ANAF base in Africa in four days."

"Christ. Brin if you didn't have the ear of the President. Oh fuck it anything else?"

"Commanders of the Atlantic Fleet. Commander of the Second Special Forces. Log support Commander and the Chief Medical Officer of the MUST units."

"That's it?"

"Well Starky if you know anyone in the Swiss Embassy that would totally trust worthy, I would like to talk to him or her."

"I'm sorry Brin I don't."

I looked over and saw Admiral Morley talking to the President. From his gestures I could tell he was not pleased with the idea of using another of his fleets.

"Gentlemen lets resume." the President said.

"Commander. I take it you have a plan in mind."

"Yes Mr. President. I was just talking to Starky."

Everyone burst out laughing when I said Starky. They all knew how he got that moniker. During his third year at Annapolis he was caught outside the dorm with nothing on. He claimed a group of seniors had dragged him naked from the dorm.

I'd like all the involved Commanders for a briefing at Kinshasa ANAF base in South Africa in four days. There I will outline my plan and then they can pick it apart and shape it to work. I'm not a military planner."

"Admiral?" the President asked.

"Commander where do you want the Atlantic Fleet and the Pacific Fleet."

"The Atlantic Fleet at Cape Town. The Pacific Fleet exercising in the Banda Straight. In five days."

"Consider it done Sir."

"General Jackson, could you have the Helicopters and the Second at Kinshasa by Friday?"

"Yes Commander and it will be a honor."

"Thank you General."

General Arnold stood up.

"I am presuming you are not going to let the Army get all the glory here." then he laughed.

"Commandant Arnold. I already have two of your Assault Brigades. One will support the Loyal Eddies in Madagascar. One will I hope assault one of the camps in Somalia."

"Next to my own Loyal Edmonton Regiment, I consider your marines to be the best in the world."

"Second Best to the Loyal Eddies is an honor indeed Commander,"

"Who are these Loyal Eddies your talking about General?" The President asked.

"Sir. The Loyal Edmonton Regiment has been around for over 130 years. They fought in the first World War, the Second. One Battalion became part of the PPCLI and went into Korea. After that action they became a reserve unit, but over the years continued to supply totally committed soldiers to the Canadian Armed Forces. In their entire History they have never retreated or given up ground. Sir they led the assault in Sudan. I would hate to be an enemy of them. They would eat my marines for lunch. Their totally fearless and totally committed to the International Security Command and its Commander."

"Sir I have been told they love Commander Sadac."

"As I have been told time and time again. All his people love him. With such devotion he could rule the world, yet I also trust him far more than anyone I have met and NorAm will support him regardless of cost Gentlemen."

"Commander Sadac. NorAm and all its resources will support you. You will bear no cost. Anything you need will be granted up until you have freed all boys or girls working in slavery anywhere in the world."

"Thank you Mr. President.

Chapter 26

"Thank you Mr. President."

"Is there anything else Commander or are we finished here?"

"Well Mr. President I have still not figured out what I am going to do with all these young men and women. I have been told of an Island in the Bermuda Chain that was a US Navy anti-submarine base during World War Two. I have also been told it is still on the Navy Books. It's called NAS Gilbert. I would like to lease it from the NorAm Navy."

"Admiral?"

"Sorry Sir. I've never heard of it. How about you Starky?"

"No Sir."

"Well Gentlemen I suggest you find out about it and have it transferred to the International Security Command. Before weeks end."

"Yes Mr. President."

"Anything else Commander?"

"No Mr. President. You have given me more than I expected or have the right to ask for."

"Your leaving something out Commander." The President smiled.

"I'm not sure I understand Sir."

"Bor-Dango."

"Sir I don't honestly know what to do about that Island."

"I do. Believe me Commander, I know all about Bor-Dango. I want to stop the illegal drugs coming into this country and the biggest culprit is Bor-Dango."

"Mr. President it is also one of the places using slave labor. Benji has been there. Someone special is, if he is still alive, on that Island."

"Commander. We, meaning the NorAm armed Forces will deal with Bor-Dango sooner rather than later. Good Luck Commander."

The president got up and left.

"Jesus Christ. You sure know how to get his dander up." Starky laughed.

"Thanks Starky. I really owe you one on this."

I handed Starky two thick files. One was on NAS Gilbert, the other about Bor-Dango. He handed the Bor-Dango file back.

"Keep it Brin. The file I've seen on that Island is twice as thick as this one. I don't think there is anything we don't know."

"Well this one was compiled by the Brits. Using Bor-Dango as a training exercise. They might just have seen and recorded things you don't have. Don't sell the SBS and the SAS short."

"Your right Brin. And I don't sell them short. They are some of the best commando's in the world."

"Can you get my car Starky. I need to get going."

"Yeah you have a lot to do in four days."

Starky showed us up to the west entrance. We shook hands. He shook Benji's hand too and then we were in the Air Force car heading back to Andrews. As soon as we were there we boarded and taxied out.

The speaker from the cockpit was still on.

"ISC 01 at hanger 103 for taxi instructions."

"01 you are cleared to taxi to runway 24 on taxi way 24 left A."

"01 Roger 24 left A."

Benji looked out the window.

"Brin there's a whole line up of aircraft to our right."

"Air Force 26 Bravo at 24 Left threshold."

"26 Bravo hold for Priority Traffic."

"26 Bravo."

"01 approaching 24."

"ISC 01 you are cleared for immediate take off on runway 24. Safe Journey 01."

"01 Roger and thank you."

"01 Rolling."

Thirty seconds later we were in the air and climbing for altitude.

"Where to Commander?" My pilot asked.

I looked at Benji. He was looking at me.

"Take us home John. Take us home."

"Yes Sir."

"Home!" Benji said.

"Yes Love Home. Our Home."

He was in my arms in a flash. Crying and kissing me and hugging me.

He then just snuggled up close and held me.

"Helicopter Sir."

"No John ground transport please. No use waking the neighbors. They hate me enough already."

Having a police escort on busy afternoons and helicopters landing in the wee hours of the morning didn't help me get along with my rich neighbors. I think they were just jealous. The trip to Edmonton from Washington was just over an hour at 3000 mph. It seemed like we just get to altitude and were starting the glide down. After we were down the aircraft taxied into the ISC hanger and shut down. A long black Limo was waiting, along with several escort vehicles.

"Welcome home Commander."

"Thanks Dale. But its only a short stopover. Have to be in South Africa day after tomorrow."

"Well it's still good to see you Sir. How are you Benji?"

"I'm fine Sir."

"Actually its me that calls you Sir. You can call me Dale Please."

"Only if you continue to call me Benji."

"It would be an honor Benji."

"Any thing I should be made aware of Dale?"

"Sudan made a raid into Burundi City yesterday evening. They destroyed a C-17 on the ground and shot up the MUST unit and Mess Tents. Four boys in the mess tent died and three Loyal Eddies were injured. If they had attacked a hour later or earlier none of the men would have been in armor and it might have been a different story. There were about 30 wounded. None of the raiders survived.

"Damn."

"Now take us home please. And fuck my neighbors."

We got in the Limo and sped away from the airport. A car in front and one behind. Red and blue lights flashing and sirens wailing. Well at least they'll all know I'm back. The trip took all of 30 minutes. When we arrived Chen was waiting.

"Welcome Home Sir."

"Hello Chen, how are you?"

"Fine Sir. And how is young Benji?"

"I'm fine thank you Chen."

Two security guards unloaded our bags and took them in and up to my room. As Benji made to walk in I stopped him.

"What Brin?"

"Benji this was my home. Now it is our home."

I picked him up in my arms and carried him into the house.

"Welcome to our home Benji."

He wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me. Tears were running down his face and they were mixing with mine. God how I loved him. I didn't even set him down just walked up to our room. I set him down by our bed.

I looked at the clock by my bed. Fuck. Three AM. Plus jet lag. And I knew Benji would want to play for a while, well hell so did I. I picked up the phone.

"Yes Sir."

"Eight AM wake up please."

"Yes Sir. Have a nice night Sir."

Actually I was wrong. Benji just wanted to cuddle. Even though I would love to have him fuck my brains out, we just stripped and then spooned together. And went to sleep.

I came fully awake, but not refreshed when my phone rang.

"Eight AM Sir."

"Thank you." and hung up.

"Come on my love time to get moving. Full Dress Uniform today."

"I just want to sleep Brin."

After getting up ordering breakfast and then showering we both started to dress. Chen arrived with breakfast and the latest newspapers. After putting our pants on we sat down to eat. I perused the news papers. The head line on one was interesting.

WHERE IS COMMANDER SADAC

"Reports state that Commander Sadac and Benjamin Sadac left Washington last night and simply disappeared."

The story went on to speculate where I was and what I was doing. No Mention was made of Burundi or Sudan. Surely they knew I had both Security troops and combat troops in Burundi. Some one was suppressing the story. I wondered who.

I handed the paper to Benji.

"Well there going to know pretty quick aren't they love?"

"Yup." Pretty damn quick."

I picked up the phone.

"Yes Sir."

"How's the traffic look this morning Dale?"

"Wall to wall Sir. Usual Monday morning rush hour."

"Better lay on an escort. Don't have much time today and a lot to do in a few short hours.

After breakfast we finished dressing. Benji picked up his beret.

"Not today love. Forage caps today."

I picked his up and showed him how to put it on right. The two fingers along the nose to bring the brim down straight and level. I always thought I looked like a WW 2 German Officer in a forage cap.

We walked out the door to our room and down the stairs. Dale was waiting.

"Everything ready when you are Sir."

We climbed into an armored Humvee. Out the gate and with full police escort headed for ISC Headquarters. The trip took longer than usual due to the high volume of Traffic this late on a Monday. I normally traveled to my office before seven. I stopped my driver before we entered the underground garage. Causing a bigger traffic jam. There were about a hundred reporters waiting by my underground entrance. Well they knew where I was now.

I stepped out of my Vehicle.

I was met by the din of a hundred different questions, plus the honking horns of a shit load of pissed off citizens trying to get to work. The avenue was now totally blocked.

I raised my hands.

Surprisingly the din subsided, even the cars stopped honking.

"I'll answer a few questions at this time gentlemen. But be forewarned ask me about any where I have security personal or Combat troops working I will refuse to answer."

"Commander Why are you home? Sorry Sir I relies this is your home. What I meant was why did you come back at this time?"

"Because my love wanted to."

"Where are you heading next Commander?"

"Darfur."

"That would have to do with your UN Contract."

"Yes."

"We all know that NorAm is in a state of war against Sudan. Does your travels to Darfur have anything to do with that?"

"No actually I'm going to see the transfer of the 1st ISC Division to control from the African Defense Force."

"Well Sir, do you think Sudan will now be worried that there is an armored division on their western border and another on their southern,"

"I hope so,"

"Why are the flags here all at half staff Commander?"

"Because some of my family died."

"Can you tell us how Commander?"

"Not now."

"Sorry gentlemen I have a lot of work to do today."

I turned and walked down the ramp to the garage. Walked to the elevator and after Benji was in punched the penthouse key. Whoops forgot to run my thumb print. Tried again. Fuck it still didn't work.

"Benji put your thumb on the keypad."

Benji put his thumb on the reader and the elevator started up. What was going on. Must be a glitch in the system. When the door opened we were confronted by two Security people I didn't know.

"Identification."

Both Benji and I produced our Intersec ID cards.

"Thank you Commanders."

I walked over to my secretaries desk.

"Irene. What's the hells wrong with the elevator. It wouldn't accept my thumb print. And where are my usual Security People?"

"Most Commander are overseas. The headquarters has been almost stripped of Combat trained security officers. As to the elevator we are in the process of upgrading all systems."

"Thank Irene."

"Your welcome Commander and welcome home."

"Can you access the Education Equivalency tests for applicants?"

"Yes Commander."

"Good. I want you administer one to Benji. I need to know how far he is educationally."

"Do you know how to use a computer Benji?"

"Yes Mame."

"Good come with me."

Benji looked at me.

"Go ahead Benji. She doesn't bite. It's just a test of your education standards. Takes about a hour. When your done come to my office."

"Okay Brin." And he walked off with Irene.

I walked into my office and sat down. First things first. Super Seven. I picked up the telephone and had myself connected with IBM in Houston.

"Good Morning IBM."

"Brin Sadac of Intersec for Sandy Devine."

"One Moment Sir."

"Hello Brin. What can I do for you today?"

"I want to purchase or lease a Super Seven."

Sandy laughed out loud.

"Not a chance Brin."

"Why not!"

"Brin there are only two Super Sevens in the whole world. NSA has one. The other is installed here at IBM head Office. It was developed for the NSA and is really just an upgraded Super Five."

"So where does that leave me?"

"Well Brin we could lease you space on our Super Seven. Were presently using about 10% of its capacity. Would cost you about $100,000.00 dollars a year."

"So how much space would we get?"

"Really as much as you need. Up to 1 trillion Giga bites."

"Jesus that sound like a lot."

"Well think of it this way. Your Super four has about half that amount of space total."

"Well I don't know jack about computers. I'll have my R&D guy contact you and set it up."

"Sounds good. Have a nice day Commander." he hung up.

My day was going to be everything except nice.

I called John and told him of the set up I had put in motion. When I

mentioned 1 trillion Giga bites he was ecstatic.

"Irene Connect me with Personal."

"Personal, Edward Swanson Sir."

"Eddy how many men in Training right now?"

"Sir. We have 160 men in Security Training. 123 in Combat Training. 26 in University, 12 in med school."

"What's the strength of the Ready Reaction Force?"

"Including Armor, 450 men."

"Eddy I want you to redesnignate the Ready Reaction Force as the Second Battalion Loyal Edmonton Regiment. All combat trainees will be transferred to it. How long until we can bring it to a full strength battalion?"

"Minimum three months Sir. But they would still have to go through the Battle School. So given that maybe six months Sir if we push it."

"And Officers?"

"Sir I would like to rotate officers out of the first battalion to be officers in the second. That way we would have combat trained officers in the second."

"Make it happen."

I hung up.

"Irene how's Benji doing?"

"He just finished Commander."

"How did he do?"

"Well. I would say his educational level is about grade 11. He's very good in math and English. But really bad in Science and history. His spelling is good. But I think with a few good courses in History, Science and higher math he could write for a GED."

"Thanks Irene. Send him in when your done."

Benji walked in with his head down. I could tell he was really upset with his score.

"Come here love."

"I'm sorry Brin I really tried. But the questions were so hard." Tears were running down his face.

"Benji it doesn't matter to me. I still love you."

I pulled him into my arms and just held him. He really was upset and

crying.

"Benji. I only had you take the test so I could find out what school grade we could start you in. Now I know."

"Now lets forget it. What would you like for lunch?"

"You!"

I looked at the clock on my desk. 11:00.

"Irene I'm not to be disturbed for anything short of nuclear war."

"Yes Commander."

"Benji we have 90 minutes. I want you to go into my suite and undress. Remember you have to put your uniform back on in 90 minutes. So be careful. The only way your going to have me is if I have you first, anyway you want it love."

He kissed me on the nose and then ran into my inner sanctum. After I

undressed in my office I walked into my suite. For the next 90 minutes it was a total suck and fuck session that I wished would go on all day and all night. After ninety minutes of total abandonment we redressed. I picked up my phone.

"Irene we'll be doing a full inspection this afternoon. Are you free?"

"Yes Commander."

"Okay we'll be out in five minutes."

Mean while.

"Good afternoon Sir. Chief of Naval Operations Office."

"Yes Sir. One moment I'll connect you.

"Admiral Starkley Sir."

"No Sir not yet."

…

"Today Sir, its almost 16:00. Sir."

…

"Yes Sir."

…

"Ah Sir. I don't have any control over them."

…

"Yes Sir."

…

"You have a good day too Sir."

"Dorothy connect me with Base Operations please.

"Base Operations. Commander Simpson Sir."

"Commander Simpson what is happening with the orders to transfer NAS

Gilbert to the International Security Command?"

"Well Nothing at the moment Sir."

"Why not?"

"Well Sir we haven't received the lease agreement from Intersec and no one has agreed yet on the price."

"There will be no lease agreement and there is no price to decide on. NAS Gilbert is to transferred to Intersec, lock, stock and barrel. No charge."

"Very Well Sir, I can have it on your desk by 12:00 hrs tomorrow."

"You will have it on my desk in twenty minutes."

"Sir it's after 16:00. All my staff have left already."

"Then type it up yourself. Or I will guarantee you one thing Commander. You will retire in that office."

"Twenty minutes Sir."

"We have another problem Starky."

"I'm sorry Sir. I didn't here you come in."

"Relax Starkey."

"I'm presuming this all has to do with a talk with the man?"

"Yes Sir."

"The other problem is Bor-Dango."

"Sir?"

"He wants it removed."

"I'm not sure I understand Sir."

"He said to me."

"Admiral, It is very clear to me that Bor-Dango presents a very clear danger to NorAm and the rest of the world."

"But he did say the words."

"Yes."

"Well I guess that puts it in CENT COM hands, doesn't it?"

The reality in NorAm now is that there are only three Commands. Pacific Command in Hawaii. European Command in Brussels. And Central Command in NorAm. Anything that happens in the Pacific, Indian Oceans is their concern of Pacific Command. In Europe it is European Commands problem. All the other areas of Earth are covered by Central Command.

"Yah I guess it does Starky. I'll notify General Stuart."

"So where do you figure you will find Admiral Chambers at this time of day?"

"The golf course. Sir."

"Well the President has pissed off enough people today, why not one more. Good luck Starky."

"I'm only here to serve Sir."

"Don't sell your self short Starky. You're the best CNO I have ever had to deal with.

"Thank you Sir."

"Dorothy can you connect me with the SEABEE Headquarters in Savannah

please."

"Their waiting on line two now Sir."

"What do you do read my mind?"

"Naval Construction Sir."

"I want to speak to Admiral Chambers."

"I believe he is on the golf course Sir."

"I didn't ask you where he was. I want to speak to him now."

"It will take a few minutes Sir."

"I'll wait."

Several minutes later.

"Admiral Chambers. This better be important."

"Admiral Chambers. This is Admiral Starkley. By Presidential Order you will activate as many battalions as may be required to activate NAS Gilbert and bring up to full active status. Including temporary quarters, mess facilities, MUST facilities, and the port and airfield."

The quarters are to be able to accommodate up to 10,000 people. Both male and female. This is Priority One."

"Could you at least tell me where this NAS Gilbert is Admiral."

"Actually I don't know exactly, but I know it is some where around Bermuda."

"There's a lot of Islands in the Bermuda Chain Sir."

"I'm sure some one on your staff can find it for you."

"I'll get right on it first thing in the morning Admiral."

"No Admiral Chambers. You get right on it now. The base needs to up and running ASAP. As in yesterday. Written orders will arrive today by courier. I expect to hear your Battalions are enroute by tomorrow."

"Jesus Christ. Yes Sir."

Well now that I have pissed off another Admiral who else can I do it too.

A light tap at my door.

"Enter."

"Well how did he take it Starky?"

"Not very well. I think he must have been having a good game." I laughed.

"I ordered General Stuart to put a security force on the island. He told me it would be in place by 0600 hrs tomorrow. Didn't even ask where it was, even though I couldn't have told him if he asked."

"Well anything else I need to do Sir."

"All this movement of ships and men is going to really peak the interest of the news nets. Any idea how to handle them."

"Fleet Readiness Exercises Sir."

"Might work. You have a good day Starky. I'm going home to put my feet up. It's going to a bitch around here tomorrow."

"Good afternoon Sir."

"Well Benji. What do you think of my company now?"

"Brin I don't know how you think I could run all this. You have so many people doing different things all the time. I can't do what you want. I just want you."

"You'll learn Benji that I couldn't run this company without all these people. Their the ones that keep it running. All I am is the Figure Head. They don't really need me."

"That's not the way it looked to me Brin."

"Looks can be deceiving Benji. Sure I own it. Everything. But I don't run it. I couldn't. Benji there are almost 300,000 people working for Intersec. No one man can control all that. It takes team work, team work from a thousands of people. I can order something, but its these people that make sure that I can do what I order."

"And Benji I pay them very well. Probably more than I should."

"I think Brin their worth every penny."

"Yah. Your probably right love. Now let me show you my city, no our city."

Too much on my mind, I was wide awake at two AM. I carefully slipped out of bed and put on a robe and went down to my office. I'd no sooner sat down when Chen looked in.

"Coffee Commander?"

"What the fuck are you doing up."

"Packing Sir. I'm coming along this time. Someone needs to look out for your meals. Your looking a little gaunt."

"Fine Chen. Coffee would be nice, thank you."

I started to go over my outline plan to take out all the slave labor camps. Sitting back thinking I turned on World Wide News net.

"This John Breckenridge reporting."

"Early indications show ships of the NorAm Navy quietly putting to sea. All along the east coast blacked out ships have been seen slowly moving into the Atlantic. From Norfolk Virginia to Savannah Georgia. There has been a total news blackout. Even from embedded reporters aboard the flagships."

"If this is an exercise, it is on a scale far beyond any in the near past. Reports indicate that there are no less than 6 Nuclear Attack Carriers now at sea with over 150 support ships. Two SEE BEE Battalions are also at sea. One moment…"

"A new report says that the 2nd Pacific Fleet based in Yokohama Japan has also put to sea and the 1st Pacific Fleet from Pearl Harbour."

"Why the silence from the White House."

I turned it off.

"Why indeed. The President was as good as his word. Not that I ever doubted him."

What the hell have I got myself into? Well I guess I knew. Benji.

I looked at the clock. Jesus almost four. Been sitting here for two hours and accomplished nothing. Time to get my love up. Long day today. Got up and headed for my bedroom. Benji was already up and in the shower. I dropped my robe and joined him.

"Where have you been Brin?"

"Thinking love, just thinking."

I soaped his hair and then helped wash his body. He had a hard on even before I started on his body. I worked my way down and then slipped his cock into my mouth. It was barely in when he blew his load. Even after a couple of hours the night before. He still blew a great load.

"Oh Brin! I needed that."

"I did to love. You always taste Soooooo Good."

Benji just turned and bent over. I slipped my hard cock into him and drove it deep.

"Oh Yes! Oh yes Brin. Fuck me. Fuck me hard please."

I held his hips as I drove in and out of him.

"Harder, please Brin harder." He kept saying.

I started to drive into him and pull back on his hips driving my cock as far as it would go. Too soon I felt my ball churning. When I started to come I drove in as hard as I could and just held it as I unloaded. Benji shot his second load as I came in him.

"Wow Brin. That was the best ever."

Benji turned and planted a kiss on my mouth. I just held him as we kissed. We got out dried off and dressed. Chen came in and dropped the morning papers and breakfast.

"Good morning Chen."

"Good morning young Benji."

We ate quietly, although Benji kept looking at me.

"What's the problem Benji?"

"I just think sometimes I'm going to wake up and find this all a dream."

"This is no dream love. Well maybe a little bit. But its my dream come true. I have the only person in the whole world I could ever love or will ever love. You are my dream come true."

Dale knocked and looked in.

"Good morning Commanders. Helicopter will be on the pad in ten minutes. And this came by courier last night."

He handed me a package.

"This is not for me."

I handed the package to Benji.

"This is for me?" Benji asked.

"Its addressed to you, so I presume its for you."

"What is it?"

"Why don't you open it and find out. I didn't send it."

Benji tore open the package. Inside was a leather case. Inside the case was a lap top computer, with a note attached.

"Thought you might need this Commander. It has been loaded with all information on the Company and also several programs to help you with your schooling."

Irene.

He handed me the message.

"Well now you can start doing some of the work. Bout time too." I laughed.

Our bags had never even being unpacked. Dale and another security guard grabbed them and headed down stairs. Benji and I finished dressing and then went down to leave. Chen was already onboard and shortly after we entered the helicopter we were airborne and headed to the airport.

Less than ten minutes later we landed along side the gleaming white Challenger. Five minutes later we were inside and buckling up. John came out of the cockpit.

"We will be stopping in Montreal to change planes Commander. Bombardier wants to run a systems check on this aircraft. They said they would have another waiting for us."

"Okay John, no problem."

Take off was real quick and we flew into the rising sun. We landed at Mirabel Airport 45 minutes later and taxied to the Bombardier Hangers. I looked out and could see at least seven Icarius aircraft sitting on the ramp. There was also numerous Challenger 3's and 4's. Bombardier after many years of near bankrupsy was now a thriving Corporation with over ten thousand employees in NorAm and almost as many overseas. Maybe now I would finally start receiving some dividends from my investments in the Company. We were met by the CEO Jacques Moutain.

"Welcome Commander." he said as he stepped forward and took my hand warmly.

"Hello Jack. Good to see you. Looks like business is good."

"Very good. We have sold 19 Icarius, thanks in part to you. Come along your replacement aircraft is still in the hanger."

We walked into the hanger. Sitting dead center was the gleaming white Icarius. But it was painted in ISC colors. Complete with the NorAm colors on the high tail and global insignia of INTERSEC on the nose.

"A small gift from the company Commander. This is the latest version of the Icarius. The Icarius II. It's a bit bigger than the One, but also has a longer range and higher speed."

"Jack even I can't afford to buy one of these."

"I think you miss understood me Commander. This is a gift, no charge from the Company for your many years of support and your faith in the company. Without your support it might have been a different story. We have sold 19 Icarius 1's, and have order for 6 Icarius 2's. Our break even point was 15. And I have another surprise for you if you have time."

I just looked at him.

John and John had already gone aboard the new aircraft and my security was loading our baggage.

"Okay. I'll bite."

Jacques motioned me toward an electric golf cart.

"Jack. I don't think you have met Deputy. Jacques this Benji. He is also my life partner and my love."

"Bonjour Commander."

"Bonjour Jacques."

And then Benji started to talk to Jack in French. I never even knew that he could speak it. The conversed for a couple of minutes.

"You are a very lucky man Commander to have such a wonderful young man."

The hanger doors had been opened while Benji and Jack had been talking. We climbed into golf cart and Jack headed for one of the huge new hangers I had seen when we landed. We stopped outside and walked to a man door in side of the building. Armed Intersec security guards guarded the door but snapped to attention as we approached. We entered and I was confronted by the view of a huge aircraft. It looked exactly like an Icarius, but was at least 200 ft long with a massive wing span.

"This is the Phoenix."

"God its huge. It looks like a very large Icarius."

"Well it is based on the design but, it is 225 ft [68 m] long with a wing span of 165 ft [[50 m]. It has eight 20,000 lb thrust ram jet engines. It's speed on test flights over the arctic is just over Mach 4, with a range of 10,000 miles [16,000 km]. It will seat 200 passengers."

"A passenger SST."

"Not just a passenger SST, but a new generation of Passenger SST's. It is totally none polluting. Hydrogen fueled. New York to Paris in 45 minutes. Or anywhere in the world in less than four hours."

"But the cost of the aircraft Jack must me huge?"

"Actually quite a bit less than you might think. All the systems are basically the same as the Icarius, but somewhat larger. You could call it the Icarius' giant brother. Our break even point would only be about 12-15 aircraft. It makes it's public debut at the Paris International Air Show in July."

"Wow Brin it sure is a nice looking plane." Benji said.

"It sure is Benji, it sure is."

"We, as in I was hoping Commander that you and your staff might make up its inaugural flight to Paris."

"I would be honored Jack, but I am so committed to other matters that I'm not sure if I could make it."

"I understand Commander."

"Jack how many times have I asked you to call me Brin?"

"Many, many times. But you and your investments in the company and the faith you have shown for this company have proved time and time again that you really are to me and our company that you are our Commander. As such I have told everyone that you are only to addressed as Commander. We are your servant Sir."

"Fuck. Excuse my foul language Jack, but nobody is my servant."

Benji rattled off in French to Jacques.

"Agreed. Jack said.

Now what had they agreed too.

"I'll take you back to your aircraft now Brin."

"What did you say to him Benji?"

"Later love, later."

As we taxied out to take off, John came on the intercom.

"Where to Sir."

"Pretoria."

"Yes Sir.

I asked Dale to contact our office in South Africa and arrange transportation and to inform the Prime Minister of South Africa that I needed to see him today if it was at all possible.

A few minutes later I was informed that the Prime Minister was not in Pretoria. He was on an inspection tour of the Military. Knowing Prime Minister Mutamba was also the Minister of Defense, meant he could be anywhere. Damn.

"Dale see if you can find out where he is and we'll go to him."

"Just under two hours to Pretoria." John notified me.

I looked over at Benji. He had the lap top open and was reading what was on the screen. I got up and looked over his shoulder. He was going through the table of organization of Intersec. Well that would keep him busy for a few weeks I figured. Even I didn't know the whole table myself.

"Benji. Want to have a look in the cockpit?"

"Yes!"

We walked up and entered the cockpit. The co-pilot seemed to be dozing. The pilot had his hand lightly on a pistol grip next to his chair.

"Hi John. Thought I'd show Benji the cockpit."

"Yes Sir. Not much to see. Were on autopilot. Speed is just under 2500 knots and were at an altitude of 45000 ft [14 km]."

What's a knot." Benji asked.

"That's about 1 and 1/8th mile [1,8 km]." John told him.

"You mean were going 2800 mph [4,500 km/h]. Wow! That's fast."

"Yeah she really moves. We could go faster but this is best speed for fuel consumption."

I was surprised he could calculate the speed so fast. After looking around we went back and sat down. Benji opened his laptop and went back to reading. I sat down and went back to thinking about my outline plan to rescue the kids.

Dale came back and sat down.

"Sir the Prime Minister will be at Kinshasa Air Force Base at 1300. Although the base is closed to civilian aircraft, we have been given permission to land. We are to notify their air controllers when we are 300 miles [500 km] out at 25,000 ft [7,500 m]."

"Did you tell John?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good thanks Dale."

"Ask him what our ETA is please."

"About 1130 local Sir." he came back and told me.

I reset my watch to local time. Shit less than an hour. Both Benji and I were dressed in standard combat dress. Both now black. As were my security officers.

"Benji."

"Yes Brin."

"Switch to desert."

I was still astounded me when I touched the control on my wrist and the uniform turned to desert tan instantly. I looked and all my security had done the same thing.

I felt the aircraft begin to slow and descend. I looked out the window and saw two aircraft off the left wing tip. Both had ANAF Insignia on their wings.

"Looks like we have an escort." I said out loud.

Benji looked up and out his window.

"Wow! They sure seem close." he said.

The fasten seat belt sign lit up. I buckled my belt. Several minutes later we heard the landing gear coming down and shortly after that we touched down. I unbuckled and then sat and waited for the aircraft to stop. Looking out I noticed we were being escorted right inside a hanger. The aircraft stopped and shut down. When I looked out a second time I could see about 20 men standing with weapons pointed at the aircraft.

"Keep your weapons on safe and no quick moves. Leave your weapons Benji."

Dale hit the release for the cabin door and then the stairs. I got up and with Benji just behind me exited the aircraft and walked down the stairs. As I stopped at the bottom of the stairs a huge black man with a deep scowl on his face walked toward us. He stopped about two feet [60 cm] away. The scowl on his face turned to a grin and he grabbed me and lift me off my feet and planted a kiss on both cheeks.

"Brin you white bastard, where have you been all these years?"

"Jesus Kimbo, let me down."

"Not until you tell me you still love me."

"Of course I still love you, you black SOB. Now let me down damn it."

He set me down, but still kept his arm around my shoulder. He was at least 6 inches taller than me. I looked at his face and saw a real smile, but with a slight tear in his eyes.

I wrapped my arms around him.

"It is really good to see you my old friend. It has been far too long."

He released me and then turned and looked at Benji.

"And who is this young man?"

"Kimbo, this Benji. My deputy, lover, and life partner."

"So I have competition."

Then grabbed Benji and lifted him off his feet and kissed him on both cheeks.

"Welcome to my country Benji."

He set him down and casually waved at the men surrounding the aircraft. They dispersed, although I saw a few remain on alert.

"Come we will get out of this heat."

He walked toward a jeep, jumped in the drivers seat. I sat in front and Benji jumped into the back. He then screamed out of the hanger going like a bat out of hell. Both Benji and I hung on for dear life. He was laughing at the top of his lungs. Lucky for us the trip was real short. We screeched to halt by a low brick building and Kimbo jumped out. Before we were out another jeep screeched to a halt behind us. Kimbo again just waved his hand and men inside the jeep just sat still. We walked inside and the temperature change was like a wall. It went from around 30°C [85 F] outside to 20°C [68 F] inside. He walked down a hall and into an office. After we were both in he closed the door and gestered to several comfortable chairs around a huge desk. After we were seated he handed us each a cold bottle of beer. He then sat down behind his desk.

"So just passing through, I don't think."

"No Kimbo, I need to speak to Prime Minister Mutamba."

"So important that you couldn't wait until he returns to Pretoria later today?"

"Yes."

"You are being very tight lipped Brin. It is not like you."

"Kimbo, I would like to explain my reasons when he is here. So I don't have to tell it twice. It is very important to me and to Benji."

He looked at his watch and then picked up a phone. Spoke a few words and then hung up.

"The Prime Minister is going to be early. He'll be here in about 15 minutes. Gives you time to finish your beer. Do you want to meet him when he lands or surprise him?"

"Well I'm not sure how he is going to react to my visit. What do you think Kimbo?"

"Ha. Ha. Yes I think he will be surprised either way. He'll be landing on the pad outside. So you might just as well wait here for him. He will want to get into cooler air in here as quick as possible. He's become too used to air conditioning since he has been in office."

Kimbo got up and looked out the window. He stood there until we could hear the helicopter. Then strode outside to greet the Prime Minister.

I stood and watched as the helicopter landed. Jocko Mutamba, I saw had put on a considerable amount of weight, not that he was a small man when I first met him almost 15 years before. I watched as Kimbo saluted him and then was embraced in hug by the Prime Minister. I saw them talking as he was escorted to the building. I remained standing waiting.

They were both laughing as they walked in the office. When Jocko saw me he stopped dead in his tracks and just stood there for about ten seconds.

Then almost in a flash he was across the office, grabbing me in a bear hug.

"BRIN! Brin. A very welcome surprise. Oh Brin it is so good to see you my hero, my friend."

"How are you doing Jocko? It's been a very long time."

"Good, very good. And you."

"Okay I guess."

"I can tell from your voice that things are not as good as they should be. And you being here is not just a coincident."

"No Jocko, things are not as I would like them to be and I need your help very badly."

"Anything Brin. Anything at all. Both myself and my country are at your service."

"You might not after I explain what I need."

"Oh is it that bad now. Tell me Brin how we can help."

"First I need you both to read something."

I opened my briefcase and handed both Jocko and Kimbo a copy of Benji's story.

Both sat down and started reading. Neither said a word until they had finished.

Jocko looked at Benji.

"This is the young man in the story?"

"Yes." I said.

He got up slowly and walked around the desk and then pulled Benji into his massive arms. Benji was almost invisible in his embrace.

"You are a very lucky young man."

It was then that I noticed the tears on Jocko's face.

"So you rescued this young man and?" Kimbo asked.

"I also rescued about 3500 other boys and girls from slavery. And I know of another 5 to 6 thousand more who are also in slavery. I'm going to rescue them all."

"But how can you, just you accomplish this…? Ah! Now I think I am beginning to see. Brin my Country and our Armed forces are at your disposal. General Masubo place the SAAF on condition 2."

Kimbo stood up and picked up a phone. He barked several words into the mouth piece and then a moment later rattled off several more. I couldn't understand what he said but the reaction from outside was immediate. I watched as several hundred men burst from barracks and ran to vehicles lined up along their barracks. I heard the faint sound of a siren.

"Kimbo. The NorAm armed forces are dispatching several C-5's and C-17's here carrying troops and heavy helicopters. But I need absolute secrecy. If even a single word leaks out it could put all those young men and women in real jeopardy."

"The base is sealed Brin. No one will be allowed out or in without my permission."

"Anything else you need Brin?" Jocko asked.

"A secure place to make some calls. Possibly a secure IE hub."

"I think it is time to move to the Command Center." Jocko said.

We walked out of the office and down a short hall. Kimbo opened a door and we entered what looked like a small closet. He opened a panel on the wall and hit the lower of three buttons.

"This was an old diamond mine. The Command post is about 300 ft underground. It was installed by the White Regime when they were still in power. Now it is the Central Command Center for the South African Armed Forces."

The elevator door opened on rough stone walls. We walked down the mine shaft to another door. This one was solid steel. After punching in several numbers on a keypad the door slowly opened on a vast cavern. In the center I could see a huge oval table with several chairs around it. Spread around the cavern were many stations with computer screens on the walls. The soft hum of air conditioners could be heard. We walked to the central table and Kimbo motioned us to be seated.

"The telephone is a secure line and you can connect to the internet." Jocko said.

I plugged in my lap top and connected with the Intersec Web site. After keying in my password I checked for any important messages. Finding nothing I needed to answer right away, I disconnected. I picked up the phone, dialed the South African office and had them connect me with Burundi.

"Command Center. Colonel White Sir."

"Colonel White, this is Commander Sadac. Bring me up to date."

I listened for several minutes. Most notable was the search of Burundi city had turned up 3226 slaves, 2960 boys and 266 girls. 23 boys and 17 girls had died from their injuries prior to being shipped to the Good Hope. Twenty Six foreign nationals were under arrest. Sudan had been firing Surface to Surface missiles into Burundi City and New Babylon. To safe guard the Good Hope, Admiral Cunningham had ordered her to sea. She was now running a figure eight course off the coast. The interim government of Burundi and New Babylon were in negotiations for reunification.

"Thank you Colonel. Can you connect me with the Good Hope."

"Good Hope. Commander Silverman."

"Commander Sadac for the Captain."

"One moment Sir."

"Commander it is very good to hear from you. Your family is in good hands here."

"To get right to the point Captain Fontaine, how are your relations with the Swiss Hospital ship?"

"Very good Commander. The Saint Peter is currently at Mumbai in India. She was there helping with a cholera outbreak. I think she is due to sail for her home port of Genoa."

"If I said I needed her, would her Captain cooperate?"

"I think he would have to know what you need her for and I believe he would need permission from the Swiss Government."

"This probably asking too much Captain Fontaine but, Could you talk to him and have him fly here, I will supply transportation for him and you."

"And where is here Commander."

"South Africa."

"I can only ask Commander."

"Captain. We need that ship. I need that ship. Benji will be in Burundi to pick you up in under two hours. My plane will then fly you to Mumbai and you can pick the Captain of the Saint Peter and bring him here."

"Once he is here, I think he will agree to help after I explain to him what I need from him and the Saint Peter."

"Commander he may still need permission from his owners."

"I don't have a problem with that as long as his government will hold its purpose in total secrecy."

"No promises Commander. But I will try."

"Good that's all I can ask. Thank you."

I hung up.

"Kimbo. Can you arrange for my aircraft to be readied for immediate take off?"

"Yes Brin."

"Benji, I want you to fly to Burundi and pick up Captain Fontaine, Geordie and Tom and take them to Mumbai and pick up Captain Mateo of the Saint Peter and bring them here."

"Yes Commander." Benji said. He then headed for the elevator.

"I'll go with him." Kimbo said.

They both left.

"Brin you need to explain exactly what you want. I said myself and my country are at your service, but you need to tell me what you have in mind."

"Sorry Jocko. Can you bring up a map of East Africa and maybe one of South East Asia, including the Philippines and Malaysia."

I was totally taken by surprise when a map of East Africa appeared on the conference table. It showed everything from the border of Sudan to the tip of Africa.

"Very nice Jocko. Can you show me where Tombasa, Himcosha, Mogadishu, Jimwatu and Tamawatu are."

Jocko keyed in the names on his keyboard. The towns were now highlighted on the map.

"Those five towns all have slave camps. The camps are using child slave labor. I suspect they are processing plants for cocaine or heroine. Not that I care. All I'm interested in is the kids that are being used. I plan to destroy those camps and rescue all the boys and girls."

"And what do you need from me Brin."

"Your Special Forces. And this base as a staging point to make the assaults."

With a straight face.

"Brin. South Africa does not have any Special Forces."

With an equally straight face I said.

"Bears don't shit in the woods either."

Jocko laughed out loud.

"So what do you want our fictious Special Forces to do?"

"I want them to give me all the information they can from each of the camps in Ethiopia. Full reconnaissance."

"And when would you like this information?"

"Yesterday Jocko."

He was about to open his mouth when a phone next to him rang. He picked it up and listened.

"Allow them to land. Place the First on alert. Order General Musubo to the Command Center."

"Two C-5's are on final to land. Also an executive jet."

"The C-5's are bringing Super Stallions. I'm not sure who is on the executive jet. But I think it could be officers from NorAm."

"Brin. I think you should relax for a while. I'll have one of my aides escort you to quarters. I will let you know when I have information for you."

"Escort the Commander to the VIP Quarters. Make sure he is comfortable."

I was ushered out of the Command Center and up to ground level and then to a very well equipped suite. Now all I had to was wait. I hated just waiting.

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