Benji

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If you are under 18 or are offended by male to male sex, male to boy sex or pain, BDSM, S&M, either willing or unwilling. You should leave this site now. This Story is fiction, and it is in our future. The year is 2030 AD. And this is how it is.

Any names, places, or events are strictly coincidental.

Chapter 28

I sat down and plugged into the internet connection and got on the ISC network. Figured while I waited could work on company business until things started moving. I had been working about an hour when Kimbo walked in. Now dressed in only a tight leather thong and native jewelry adorning his arms and ankles. He was armed with an AK-47 and had several bandoliers over his shoulder.

"Thank you my friend. This is how I prefer to dress."

"Going somewhere Kimbo?"

"Not for a few hours." As he placed the weapons down.

"So what's on your mind?"

"You." he said as he undid the thong around his loins.

There is no doubt Kimbo is one very good looking man, now nude standing before me. It had been along time since I had actually bedded him. Then he was only a Captain. Looking at him definitely got my juices flowing.

"I'm not sure this is a good idea Kimbo."

"I think it is a very good idea. Now are you going get undressed or do I have to undress you. I would prefer if you cooperate, but I am going to have you one way or the other. We will not be disturbed."

As I stood up Kimbo came close and ran his hand over my crotch.

"I see you are very much into this Brin."

"Kimbo I promised my love that I wouldn't do anything without his permission."

"I knew that to be true, so asked him. He told me that as long as he is included at some point in the future, I have his blessing."

"He really said that?"

"Yes he is a very remarkable young man. He was the one who brought the subject up just before he got on your aircraft. He said he knew that you had once been in love with me and would not stand in the way of

friendship."

"You know he is going to hold you to that promise Kimbo."

"Yes."

All the while he had been talking he had being undressing me. I now stood in just my armor. He undid the armor and let it drop. He knelt before me and pulled down my white briefs freeing my raging hard on. He just slipped it into his mouth and right down his throat. Kimbo was very, very good. After he had sucked for a while he stood up and led me to the bed. He gently pushed me down and then laid down beside me. He kissed me on the mouth, running his tongue inside. We kissed for several minutes. He lifted up and turning around, kneeled over me. Like most men of African descent he was very well endowed. Very well. Remembering the last time I had sucked on that monster cock, I had only been able to swallow a little more than half of the 14 inch snake he had. I had a feeling that I was going to have to do better this time. Although very long indeed, it wasn't all that thick. He slowly lower his cock down into my mouth. He kept up the pressure and it slid into my throat. Even as it hit the bottom, he kept up the pressure until I was sure it was in my stomach. His huge balls were resting on my face and I couldn't breath. Keeping his cock buried deep inside me, he rolled onto his side. He finally pulled back so I could breath. At the same time he took my cock into his mouth and started sucking. I started to suck on his cock, pulling about seven or eight inched into my throat. At one point I swallow while his cock was buried in my throat and it pulled him deeper. Almost involuntarily he thrust his hips forward and pushed all 14 inches in. I couldn't help myself as I swallowed again and again. Each time it seemed like he was going deeper and deeper into me. I was becoming light headed, but for some reason I couldn't stop. It was like I wanted him all the way to my stomach. He had stopped sucking me and had looked at my face, now almost blue from lack of oxygen. He pulled back immediately and right out of my mouth.

"Brin are you trying to kill your self?"

"I don't know what came over me. I just wanted more and more of your cock inside me."

"Well if you want it all inside you then I have a solution."

He quickly turned and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He spread my ass cheeks and ran his cock head up and down over my rosebud. Slick with sweat and saliva, he pocked the head at my opening. Applying pressure it slipped inside. He continued to slowly push his humongous cock into my ass. Then I one massive thrust he drove all 14 inches in. The brief jolt of pain was quickly replaced by sheer pleasure, as I felt that cock of his inside me. The pleasure was so intense that my own cock erupted and splashed my seed up over my chest and face. Still deep inside me he leaned over and licked the cum from my face.

"You taste so good my friend. I should have never let you go. I love you Brin. I have always loved you. I am so envious of Benji. To have you all the time."

"Kimbo there are so many people in my life now. But I have given myself to just one. He has more love in him than anyone I know. And he will share it. He is my soul, my God, my everything. I love you Kimbo and I always will. Now are you just going to hold that cock inside or are you going to ream my ass with it. Fuck me Kimbo, fuck me hard."

Later as we laid on the bed just enjoying the aftermath of our love making, the phone by my bed rang.

I picked it up.

"Yes."

"Thirty minutes."

I hung up.

"We're wanted in the Command Center."

Kimbo stood up and picked up the thong he had being wearing.

"How do you stuff the big cock of yours into that little thong?"

"Ha! Ha! My friend I cheat. This is not leather, but synthetic. It stretches."

I got dressed quickly and then we headed for the Command Center. Following him down the road, I looked at his tight ass and smiled. Hope I had time to fuck his ass, as he had done mine. Thinking about started to get me hard. Kimbo turned and saw the look on my face.

"Yes my friend, I would love to have that nice thick cock of yours in my ass. I hope we will have time."

We stopped by his office and he slipped on a pair of combat pants and then we headed down to the Command Center. As soon as we entered, the first person I ran into was the CNO of NorAm.

"Starkey. What are you doing here?"

"Hey Brin. By Presidential Order. I am to coordinate all naval forces involved."

He brought me over and introduced me to the other two officers that had arrived with him.

"Brin. This is Commander Simpson, Chief Surgeon of the MUST unit. And this is Captain Forester, Air Force. He'll be the Logistics Control Officer."

I shook both there hands and then introduced General Musubo. After hand shakes and idle conversation we moved over to the Command Table. The map of East Africa was still on it.

Jocko finally spook up.

"Brin. The reason I needed you here is that we don't have the transport aircraft with enough range to drop the First at all those camps. Also there is another problem. The World Wide News Net are demanding access to the base."

"Well you can tell the World Wide News Net to go fuck themselves. As to aircraft, I think I might be able to persuade one of the C-17's that are due here to move the First. Any problem with that Starkey?"

"Prime Minister, although I have no authority over your forces, may I make a suggestion?"

"Of course Brin."

"Place a five kilometer interdiction zone around the base. That would keep everyone away and prevent any reporter or cameraman from getting close enough to see or hear anything. They would still see aircraft landing and taking off, but could be kept in the dark as to what is going on. We have to keep what is being planned a secret from the world."

"A very good idea my friend." Jocko said.

He picked up a phone and barked several orders.

"Brin, there are 6 C-17's and about 5 Starlifters enroute here. They are carrying the Second Special Forces and the MUST unit. As soon as they land I will turn one of the C-17's over to the SAF to meet their transport needs. I have carte blanc from the President. Commander Simpson, you will need to be on hand when they arrive. Mr. Prime Minister can you designate an area where the MUST can set up." Starkey said.

With touch of a button, the layout of Kinshasa was shown on the conference table. It showed everything from barracks to revetments' and every building, road and runway. In an area with multiple "H's" shown on the map he indicated that the MUST unit could be set up next to helicopter pads.

"Perfect." said Commander Simpson.

"Well again we are in a holding pattern until all the forces arrive. I think gentlemen we could retire to the officers mess for dinner. Besides I missed lunch." Jocko laughed.

As we left the Command Center, I was thinking of Benji. Wondering how he was making out. Checking the time he should now be in the air enroute to Mumbai. That would put him back here around midnight. He'd only been gone for a few hours, but I missed him already.

"He'll be fine Brin." Kimbo whispered to me.

"You can read minds now Kimbo?"

"No my friend. But I can see the anxiety on your face. You really do love him don't you?"

"Kimbo, more than life itself."

I could feel the tears on my face and then Kimbo pulled me into his arms, even with all the others looking on he just held me as I cried. I don't know what came over me, but I couldn't stop. I just felt so alone without him it hurt.

I stepped back from Kimbo.

"I'm sorry gentlemen, but I think I need to be alone for a bit."

I turned and just walked away from them. Where I was going I didn't know, I just needed to be alone. I just wandered. Not even seeing. Eventually I just sat down. Not really knowing where I was. My thoughts were interrupted by the roar of an aircraft passing overhead. I turned and watched as a C-17 dropped onto the runway. Even before that aircraft had cleared the runway another flew overhead and landed. I watched as 7 aircraft landed, one after another. What I had put in motion was happening. God I hoped I was right.

"Are you alright my Friend."

Kimbo was sitting barely three feet away, yet until he spoke I hadn't known he was there.

Although his words startled me, it brought me back.

"Yes Kimbo. I'm fine. I just needed some time."

"That is good my Friend."

"So how long have you watching me."

"Only a few minutes, but you were never alone. There is at least 30 men spread around you. Don't bother looking. You won't see them. When I was informed that you had sat down, I came to you. Brin you need to know that most of my men were once slaves to the White Regime. What you are doing is very close to their hearts. I don't think I command them anymore. I think they have a new Commander. You. You have produced a new love and hate in them. Love of you my Friend and hate of slavery, that goes beyond the slavery that consumed my country for so many years. To them slavery was a way of life. Some body slaves, sex slaves, and just laborers in the mines and fields. But all were adults. The White Regime was bad, very bad, but they didn't exploit children. Now you have given them a new meaning to slavery. The slavery of children. Now, them and I will walk into hell for you. There is no price on freedom. What ever it takes, what ever it costs, wherever it leads us, we will follow you."

I sat down beside Kimbo and watched the sun set. I was finally at peace. I knew Benji was safe. Even as I missed him, I knew I had friends close by. Kimbo draped one of his arms over my shoulder and pulled me close. I really did love him, not as I loved Benji, but with a deep respect of a man who could hold my heart and love me even as I loved another.

I hadn't noticed that he was wearing an ear piece and mike.

"Thank you." I heard him say.

"Brin my love, Benjis' aircraft is 300 miles out, I think you would want to be there when he arrives."

"So soon? What time is it?"

"Almost 22:00"

"Christ John must have really been pushing it."

"Brin when the aircraft was picked up on radar it was doing close to Mach 5. We don't have aircraft that could have kept up and surprisingly neither does anyone else in the world. That is some kind of aircraft."

"I quite honestly didn't know that the aircraft could do Mach 5. He must be in a hurry."

"I think he is lonely for you too Brin."

"Yeah."

We got up and Kimbo led me toward the hanger that the aircraft would be put. I could see a lot of activity going on around the airbase. We stopped and waited by the open hanger doors.

Less than fifteen minutes later the pure white Icarius set down on the runway. We stood back as a few minutes later it taxied into the hanger and shut down. After the door was opened and stairs let down the first one off the aircraft was Benji. He never even stopped, just ran up to me and jumped into my arms.

"I so missed you Brin." as he kissed me.

"I missed you to Love."

As we watched Geordie and Tom came down the steps followed by Captain Fontaine and another man, this one towered over Captain Fontaine and had heavy black beard. I presumed it was Captain Mateo of the Saint Peter. I introduced Geordie and Tom to Kimbo and walked to meet Captain Fontaine. He warmly grabbed my hand.

"Commander it good to see you. You have been fine I hope."

"Yes, I'm fine but."

"Yes, yes, always a but. Commander may I introduce Captain Mateo of the Saint Peter."

"This a real honor Commander. I have heard nothing but praise for you in the short time from my ship to here. You have a very brave and very wonderful young man in Benji. To think what he has been through and yet still has so much love and understanding in him is astounding for one so young."

Kimbo said he would escort our new guests to their quarters.

"No! captain Mateo said.

"No?" Kimbo said.

"I need to know exactly what you need my ship for and where you need it. I will automatically presume it is not tied up in Mumbai."

"Kimbo lets go to the Command Center."

"Okay Brin. This way gentlemen."

As we started to walk toward Kimbo' headquarters, about 30 men materialized out the shadows. They took up positions around us as we walked.

Captain Mateo was visibly shaken.

"Is all this necessary?" he asked.

Kimbo laughed.

"They are not there to protect you my good Captain, although that would happen. They are protecting the Commander and Benji. And even I could not order them away. They are my men but, I fear I have lost them. In the short time he has been here, he has won the hearts and soul of my entire Battalion."

"Harrumph" was all he said.

Shortly we arrived at the headquarters and Kimbo ushered us into a much lager elevator than the first one we had used. It looked more like a freight elevator and quite a bit slower going down. After stopping on the lower level he led us into the Command Center. The only Officer present was Starkey.

He was talking on a phone as we entered.

"Working late Starkey?"

I looked at the screen on the conference table. It showed most of the central and south Atlantic. Several fleets were pin pointed on the map.

"Just making sure every thing is going according to the basic plan of deployment."

"So what do we see?"

"Okay. The Atlantic Fleet out of Norfolk is here about 600 miles south of Cape Hatters. It is enroute to Cape Town. The Second SEABEE Battalion is almost in the Bermuda Straight and should arrive at Gilbert NAS at about 0700 tomorrow."

He hit a button on the keyboard.

A map of South East Asia came up.

"The Pacific Fleet out of Yokohama is approaching the Formosa Straight."

"This has got to have the World News Net going bonkers." I laughed.

"We leaked it that NorAm is holding an unscheduled fleet readiness exercise. But we have blacked out all embedded reporters on the flagships."

"I can bet their pissed about that." I said.

"Fuck them." Starkey laughed.

"While you have that map up can you show me where Kahchingo in Malaysia is and Coufu in Indonesia."

He typed the names into the keyboard. Both showed up with stars on the area.

"Captain Mateo. For your benefit. I need your ship about here."

I indicated a spot about midway between the two places highlighted.

"The Marines supported by the NorAm navy will assault this Island in Indonesia. They are going to attacking a plantation that uses child slave labor. They are going to rescue all the young men and girls there and evacuate them to the Marine Assault carriers. At the same time, The Second British Fleet based at Singapore will attack the plantation at Kahchingo. It is also using boy and girl slaves. I have no idea what kind of condition they all will be in but I know they will all need the best care that is available. Neither the NorAm fleet or the British Fleet will be able to cope. That why I need your ship."

Without a moments hesitation Captain Mateo picked up a phone and ordered he be connected with the Saint Peter. He barked several orders in Spanish into the phone. He then ordered he be connected with Genoa. This time he talked at length in Italian. His hands gestured in the air as he talked. Finally he hung up.

"My ship will be at sea in twenty four hours. I gave them the general area they were to head for. You will have to supply exact coordinates."

"And your owners?"

"They will cooperate."

Benji spook a few words in French to Captain Mateo.

"I'm sorry Commander. I will explain. I told my Superiors in Genoa that I had come across a report of Spotted fever in two places in the Indian Ocean. I asked them to keep it quiet to prevent widespread panic if the places were known. I told them that I had requested assistance from both NorAm and Britain. They agreed to keep the "epidemic" quiet and said they would also render all assistance when requested."

"Thank you Captain. Thank you very, very much."

Now all I needed was the two Admirals from the Pacific, plus a few hundred helicopters, two Marine Assault Battalions, the Loyal Eddies and a lot of luck. Oh and all the information I could get on the five camps in Africa and the two in the Indian Ocean. Fuck. As I was brooding Benji walked over and put his arms around me.

"It will work Brin. I know it will work."

"I hope so love. It just scares me more and more as I think of all the things that could go wrong."

"Take me to bed Brin. I need you now." he whispered.

"Sounds like a plan." I whispered back.

"You will have to excuse me gentlemen. It's been a very long day and I really need some sleep."

We turned and left the Command Center and walked hand in hand to my quarters. We helped each other undress and then climbed into bed. I was so tired. But Benji had other ideas. He slipped down and sucked my cock, soft cock into his mouth. In no time at all he had me hard as a rock. He then slipped up and positioning my cock on his rosebud just dropped driving my cock deep into him. His eyes rolled up into his head and a moan of pure pleasure escaped his mouth. He started to bounce up and down on my cock. Each time he dropped he would grind his ass on my cock. In no time I couldn't hold back and unloaded into him. After I came in him he slipped forward and put his cock into my mouth. It had hardly entered me when he blew and blew. He then collapsed, with his hard cock deep in my throat. I rolled him over and then pulled him up into a spooning position. I wrapped my arms around him and fell into a deep sleep.

I was awakened from my sleep by the ringing of the telephone.

"Yes." I said rather groggily.

"Okay fine."

I got up and staggered into the bathroom. I turned on the shower. And stepped into the luke warm water. As I started to wake up fully I turned the water to hot. After showering I was just stepping out when Benji came in.

"Damn." he said. "Was hoping to catch you still in."

"Too slow love." As I slapped his pert butt.

He laughed and jumped into the shower. I shaved while he showered and then went to dress. I only had my shorts on when Kimbo and another man walked in with breakfast.

He was now dressed back in full combat dress.

"Thought you were going in with your Battalion Kimbo."

"The Prime Minister forbid me from going."

At that point Benji walked into the living area nude.

"Ah! Brin I see what you see in this young man. You are very good looking man Benji."

Thank you General Masubo."

"No! You will call me Kimbo."

"General I."

"Benji that is an order. You may be Commander Sadac, but I am Kimbo."

"Okay Kimbo."

"Ah. I am remiss. This is my son Kisha, Brin, Benji. I named after his Grand Father. He hates the name. Says it sounds like a women's name.

When I looked at him I saw a twin to Kimbo. Proud features, 6 foot 7 inches at least tall and built like a brick shit house.

"It is an honor to meet you Commanders."

I pulled on my armor and then a pair of combat pants and sat down. Benji sat down nude and we ate breakfast with Kimbo and his son. I noticed that Kisha was paying a lot of attention to Benji. Now that was interesting. Benji was being himself. Nudity to him was natural, but it usually did things to other men around him, including me.

"Brin. I think all the Admirals and Generals have arrived. They have set up a meeting for ten hundred in the Command Center. So we have about 2 hours to kill. I thought I might give you a tour of the base. Kisha will you escort Benji and let him see anything he wishes?"

"Yes Sir."

We finished breakfast and Kimbo said he would be back in 15 minutes. After they had left I told Benji that I had slept with Kimbo.

"I know love. Would you mind if I went to bed with his son?"

"No. not at all. I thought that's what you had in mind. You will have to tell me how he is." I laughed.

"How come you can read me so well Brin."

"Benji you are the greatest thing in the world. To have you in my bed is the greatest joy for me. But knowing how much love is in you means even more to me. I love with all of me and I know you love me too. I also know you have love left over for others. You need it as much and more than I

do."

He walked over and gave me a peck on the cheek.

"Thanks love."

"Just remember you have to share." I laughed.

"You Too." he giggled.

Kimbo and his son returned about 20 minutes later. I was fully dressed, but Benji only had his pants on.

Kimbo and I left for a tour of the base. I told Benji to meet us at the Command Center at 10:00 hours.

Kimbo climbed into a jeep and we took off on our tour. There was an enormous amount of activity going on. The MUST was up and several Osprey were now parked on the apron nearby. Like wise ten Super Stallions were lined up on the ramp. I hadn't relized Kinshas was so big. After about 90 minutes we headed for the Command Center.

As we arrived, Benji and Kisha were just walking up. Both were smiling, so I figured they had more than got to know each other. Well Benji would tell me later.

We entered the Head Quarters and took the elevator to the Command Center. We were met by Starkey. He introduced us to all that he knew I didn't know. Most particularly to Admiral James Gordon of the 2nd British Fleet. He stood out in the field of camouflage uniforms, wearing an immaculate White Uniform.

"It is an honor to finally meet you Sir." he said. "I have been ordered to give you any thing you wish Commander for as long as you may need it."

"Thank you Admiral."

The Prime Minister said.

"I think everyone is here now, so I think we can begin. The first thing all you gentlemen should know is that the South African Armed forces are now on condition 2. Also that Mozambique has refused us fly over permission. Their Fundamentalist Government are technically at war with South Africa."

"Commander I think you should now outline exactly what you have in mind."

"First off I wish to thank all of you for being here."

"Now. Just for the sake of those that don't know. There are seven facilities spread around both the African continent, notably five, in Somalia, Mozambique, and Zanzibar on the African Coast and two in the Indian Ocean, Coufu Island off Indonesia and Kahchingo in Malaysia. All of these facilities are using child slave labor. It is my intention to rescue all of the slaves working at these facilities."

"I'll start with the Indian Ocean Theater of operations. Admiral Gordon, I would like you and your forces to handle Kahchingo in Malaysia. Admiral Masterson, you and your Pacific Fleet would be responsible for Corfu Island. You will have to get together with Captain Mateo of the Saint Peter to figure out the best place for his Hospital ship."

"Now in Africa it is going to a bit more complicated. The five camps are spread over a very wide area. Tom, I'm going to need two of your Marine Battalions. One will assault Tombasa Somalia, the other Himcosha. They will need to use their own air support.

Geordie, you and the Loyal Eddies will be responsible for Mogadishu. Primarily because the camp is on the western edge of Mogadishu and you will have to move either through or around the city to get to it. The Second Special forces will be responsible for both Jimwatu in Mozambique and Tamawatu in Zanzibar. Four of the places are being reconnoitered by the South African Special Forces. The camp in Zanzibar will have to be reconnoitered by either the SBS or the SAS."

"Now I can't stress this enough. All the camps have to taken at the exact same time. All are in constant communications with each other and if anyone of them falls before the other they may just liquidate all the kids. I won't even contemplate that."

"Once the camps are taken, you will all be responsible for getting the boys and girls out. In Africa we use every helicopter and Osprey that is available. They will be evacuated to the Good Hope. Admiral Cunningham you will have to pick the best position to be in range of all those camps or in range of an Assault carrier."

"In the case of the British and NorAm fleets in the Indian Ocean the kids are going to have to evacuated to your ships. After which they will have to moved to the Saint Peter as soon as humanly possible."

"Any questions?"

"Time line Commander."

"Sunday night, Monday morning, at the latest. Sooner if it possible."

"Christ, in five days."

Every one started talking at once.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen." finally. GENTLEMEN!"

"I believe I am senior Officer here." Lt. General Blake said.

"What my friend Brin, Commander Sadac has proposed is doable. All the forces are in theater. It only a matter of issuing the orders. Because of the difference in time zones we will be all attacking at different times. Here now we have best forces available anywhere on the planet. So lets get at it. No arguments."

With that statement the Command Center became very quiet as officers quietly talked and confirmed what they had to do. What they had to order. I noticed both Tom and Geordie in conversation even as Tom was talking on a phone. Admiral Gordon and Admiral Masterson were talking with Captain Mateo of The Saint Peter. I felt left out, but knew these were the professionals, these men knew their jobs, knew how to make war.

"I think you are the fly on the wall my friend." Kimbo said.

"Yah. I guess I am. I just hope it all comes together."

End of Chapter 28

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