Cody

Cody 15

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Somewhere in the night I stirred.

Clyde, somebody, had removed my clothing.

My arm was draped over him, face still where I liked it, breathing in the scent of his armpit.

It made me feel comfort.

I slid my hand down his chest.

cupped his genitals.

He sighed.

Stretched.

He whispered.

"You're awake."

"yeah, dad."

quietly: "we need to talk, man."

"I need a toothbrush."

"Go. I will meet you on the front porch."

"OK."

I finished up the errand.

quietly padded past the truck frame with a big Brad blanketing Cody and turned the knob, door seals releasing as I stepped into the night air.

The fireplace was alight and Clyde's naked back was leaned back in a big chair.

The broken one was gone and another had replaced it. I grabbed it and turned it to face him, and sat down, leaned down.

I put my head in his lap and my arms around his waist and inhaled.

God he smelled good.

Clyde dick. Big hairy nuts. A big paw came to rest on the back of my head.

I had never seen him fully retracted like this, his head inside his foreskin.

I sniffed.

He smelled so good. sweaty. relaxed. just him.

the inside of a jockstrap.

I got very achingly hard. He started to expand in empathy, got large under my face, nuts pulling up closer to his groin.

I sat up.

Looked at him.

"What's on your mind?"

"You damned near pushed Brad off a ledge tonight."

"He broke my fucking jaw and Cody's furniture in the process."

"You're more than partly responsible for that."

"How is he?"

"Hurting."

"Cody helped."

"He took care of him while I came up and got you."

"He's a very good man, Stuart."

"That's a pretty high compliment coming from you, Clyde."

"Maybe. But it's true."

"Before he laid down tonight he asked me to tell you something."

"What?"

"He asked me to thank you for him."

I frowned at Clyde's big sparkling eyes.

"He said he almost fucked up last night. At Serena's."

"Lukas?"

"Yes."

"I took him for a walk after I carried you down."

"I don't know when it happened, but Lukas took Brad out to the outbuilding."

"He said he didn't know what was happening, he felt dazed."

"He said Lukas put Brad's hand on his chest and said 'please.'"

"Wh...?"

"He walked away, Stuart."

"He said it was like walking out of a tunnel."

"The next thing he knew he was back on the pier with you two"

"Did Lukas leave you alone in the room when we went down to the pier?"

"Yeah."

"For about fifteen minutes, maybe twenty."

"Oh."

I looked at him, leaning back, the fire hot against my back.

I stood up.

"I'm gonna catch this chair on fire."

He smiled.

I moved the chair and kneeled down in front of him.

"Mind?"

"No. It's a big fucking compliment."

"OK. good."

I put my face back where I liked it and took big heaving whiffs of him.

"You smell sooooo good, big man."

"You know your adversity to the L word?"

I looked up.

He latched a big paw in the middle of my back.

"Do not move."

"You are going to have to accept it. Right now."

Well I WAS in the man's crotch. It really WAS where I wanted to be. I'm not always a bottom.

I stared up.

"I don't know what it is, but you... complete me."

I sat back on my haunches.

Looked up, his hand now behind my neck.

"Clyde?"

"Yeah?"

"I can't fucking say it."

"We apparently have a lot of time to work that out."

"I have a question."

"Yeah."

"How well do you know Serena?"

His eyebrows raised.

"Are you questioning my intentions, Stuart?"

"In short, yes."

"Not at all."

"I've stayed there before."

"Partaken on occasion."

"I stop sometimes to get a six pack."

"Had you ever met Lukas before tonight?"

"No."

"I think I know where the explosion in my dreams happens."

I said that in my out loud voice.

"What?"

I got up from a very nice world filled with his scent.

Sat down in a chair.

Told him about the dream, Cody running toward me, the fireball behind him.

He stared at me. Like really seriously.

Like almost blankly.

Shocked.

Jaw hanging open.

"Stuart."

I looked up at him.

"I've had the same dream."

"I saw you in the dark, and Cody running toward you."

"A building explode behind him."

I turned and looked into his eyes wide in the firelight.

"Oh. No."

He looked down.

"We're in trouble."

I looked over at him.

"I think we dodged a bullet tonight."

"How?"

"Clyde, you have captured my heart but you are going to have to do something I would never ask another human to do under normal circumstances before we continue."

"What?"

"Kiss me and show me all of it."

He did.

He was a good man because of his father's love for his mother.

His dad was a subsistence farmer, took care of his neighbors, his community. Clyde was one of ten fucking kids. He'd grown up plowing, cutting trees, working hard, going to bed exhausted, starting all over again before dawn.

His father had died of a heart attack on his way back from taking the ridge kids to school in the bed of his pickup truck.

Clyde was a very deeply good man.

I moaned.

He smiled, his eyes glittering.

"OK?"

"Holy shit."

"OK."

He chuckled.

"OK."

I stood up and put another log on the fire.

I looked at him.

"Composing yourself?"

"Am I that easy of a read?"

"That shook you up a little."

"The part about your brother and the cow was hilarious."

"That was pretty funny."

"You had a really great dad."

"Yeah."

"Thank you Clyde."

He looked down, almost sad.

Stared at the fire.

"Thank you, Stuart."

He looked at my eyes, gazing at him.

Nodded.

Got up.

Left the fucking porch.

Well, that went well.

I sat there, staring at the fire, listening to the river.

There really was only one destination from here.

I knew where he'd go.

He looked fine walking away, big hairy ass.

He was magnificently ugly.

I grabbed a bottle, two glasses filled with ice, a handful of apples and skinked off the porch after him. I heard jingling before I left, opened the door.

She came out circling me.

Looking up.

"Go find him."

She disappeared around the corner, tags jingling in the dark.

I followed.

I dropped two more logs in the coals in the patio fireplace.I climbed. He had made me stronger. Two stories later I was on the small patio.

He was GOOD at this shit.

candles.

sparkling in the night air.

the kerosene lantern on the outbuilding ridge beam.

Chairs set back against the bushes, big green cushions laid out to make a bed.

Clyde naked, dick pointing up at Orion in the night sky, arms flexed, legs in the warm water.

The dog had taken up position against the chimney again.

I smelled pine burning.

I set my burden down on the table.

He sparkled at me.

"Stop it."

He raised his eyebrows.

"No."

I smiled.

Kissed him.

"I found a quilt and pillows."

"I really wanted to be alone with you cowboy."

"Me, too."

"Four in a bed is nice."

"Two is better."

"Mind if I take up my favorite spot again?"

He didn't ask. He just grinned.

I slid into the tub and walked over and wrapped my arms around his hips, planted face in his lap and inhaled. sighed.

He chuckled.

"Men are strange animals."

"You get it."

I didn't look up. I was in his crotch, surrounded by the smell of him, comforted.

"We are base."

"Like pack wolves sort of."

I inhaled. sighed again.

Clyde in my lungs.

"OK. Not that simple."

"I need you, Stuart."

"Came up here with a purpose."

His dick was getting big under my chin.

"I want you."

Pulled himself out the tub, toweled off and laid face down on those cushions, big ass to the stars.

Turned and grinned at me over his shoulder. My eyes were looking at that fuzzy butt, his eyes, and he looked really fucking ornery.

Ooooh. man meal.

I hoisted myself out of the tub, toweled dry, and laid down on the stone under huge thighs parted and leaned in and smelled...

my partner.

ohhhhhhh.

he smelled dusky, sweaty.

I smelled need.

He had a very tight hole.

He was NOT a bottom.

Well, he was tonight.

Hairy as fuck... right down to the fine hairs surrounding his hole.

THIS was Clyde.

All natural.

all, smelling like horses.

all, sweaty.

all smelling like balls.

I grew.

Not like I did with Cody when I was inside him.

I got big.

The head of my dick got really small.

I was leaking a lot.

I ate him.

Like, a lot. Ravenous. My tongue dripped saliva, it... wanted to be buried in him for fucking ever. He tasted so good, so raw, so.. animal.

He flowered open, moaned.

"Clyde?"

"Yeah buddy?"

"Are you ok?"

"I need you."

"OK."

I leaned up and dropped this unfamiliar member on the crack of Clyde's ass.

He sighed.

"Please."

I slid in.

The foreskin peeled back.

Clyde sighed really deeply.

"Stuart?"

"I need you."

"All yours."

"Don't move."

"OK buddy."

"Cover us."

"OK."

I pulled the quilt up.

He was out like a light.

I woke up.

Seriously.

If this was my debut at topping Clyde I was a fucking lousy top.

I had my hand draped over him, rock hard inside him, and had not even made one stroke, other than entering him.

And he fell asleep.

I chuckled.

He sort of moaned, moved in front of me, grabbed my hand, pulled me tighter

"You feel so fucking good inside me."

OK.

That big fuzzy butt ground back against me.

"Clyde?"

"Yeeeeah."

"Don't take it out."

"OK, man."

"Stuart?"

"Yeah?"

"Stay like this."

"What?"

"Protecting us."

He held my hand tighter, seemed to drift off again.

I moved.

Moans.

It happened.

I mean, I felt it with Cody but this time it was... a little different.

Clyde was a little bigger than Cody.

I felt it get longer.

I felt myself sliding farther into him.

I felt it thickening.

Something weird.

My foreskin, retracted, moved inside him, recovering the head of my dick.

I got bigger.

Clyde stretched slightly, his head falling back into my neck, scrubbing his ass into my groin.

Way up inside him I felt him relax.

I felt the apple growing.

Inside my skin.

Clyde felt it too.

"Ooooooh."

"Easy big man."

"This is just for you. shhhhh."

Clyde was a beautiful bottom. This was like... quiet poetry. Like "I love you,,, just don't say it out loud."

He was almost silent except for sighs, little moans and that big ass rubbing hairy flanks into me.

I grew. twice, the base of my dick thickened up and I got that sensitive feeling back, against his prostate. I could feel it pulse against my shaft.

I pulsed right back.

big bear moving in front of me.

My head slid out of my skin, probing deeper up into him.

"Ungh."

"Clyde?"

"Mmmm?"

"OK?"

"Yeaaaaah."

I stroked his chest.

"Stuart."

"Yeah?"

"This is nice."

"Good."

"Um..."

"Yeah?"

"That thing you're doing?"

"You mean this?"

I pulsed against his gland again, felt him getting slicker.

"Yeah."

"Can you ...?"

"What?"

"Move?"

I did.

"Holy shit."

"I like making you feel good big man."

He chuckled "Sorry I fell asleep."

"Don't be."

"I wasn't sure I was a very good lover for you."

His head turned.

I was looking down, his big curly headed face looking up.

"I have never fallen asleep feeling so comforted."

I kissed him and moved... just slightly

"ooooh."

His eyes rolled up.

"Stuart."

"Yeah?"

"Don't stop that shit."

Well ok.

I grinned.

"hey," I whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Can I have some armpit?"

"How about both of them?"

He twisted below me, his ashole rotating around me, threw a leg behind me and I was looking down at him, his legs in the air, my dick buried inside him, his eyes shining up at me.

He raised his arms up.

"Take your choice."

"Both, please."

I moved.

He grunted.

"Don't stop that shit."

I leaned down, chuckling.

"Hey Clyde."

"Yeah?"

"Um..."

"I can make this whatever you need it to be."

"You already have."

The apple was performing interestingly.

it was expanding and contracting, sliding in and out of my skin slowly, way up inside him.

Clyde, in as much as a guy his size could, was writhing below me.

I wanted to taste him.

I had my face in both pits already. God he smelled good.

I leaned down, looking up at him.

"Going for the gold?"

He grinned.

"Yeah."

I stuck my tongue out and teased the left one. The areola got really fucking big, and secreted what looked like sweat, then contracted, and the nipple got long, fat. I licked the liquid off and it made me thirsty. I dropped my lips around him and licked tentatively.

"It's going to make you feel me."

If I was about to feel was Clyde I was not afraid at all.

I sucked.

Warmth.

Daddy.

sweat.

piss.

come

the inside of a jockstrap.

hugs.

hair.

intimacy.

sensitivity.

sexuality.

masculinity.

care.

giving.

nurturing.

hahaha - smelly ass.

smiles.

back to warmth.

I moaned and moved.

He grunted up at me.

I grinned up from tit.

"OK?"

I raised my head.

"Yes."

"You taste wonderful."

"Thank you."

"Fuck you."

I did.

He sighed and smiled.

I liked topping Clyde. He was grateful.

I would normally be intimidated by someone his size but... well, we had already defined ourselves as a team, so we could set our own rules.

He wrapped his big thighs up around my lean ass and ground himself against my root.

smiling up.

"Want another taste? You left me kinda lopsided."

I did.

I leaned down.

He got big in my mouth.

MORE DADDY

I sucked in. drank sweat. semen. dad juice. jock juice. pure masculinity. I felt comforted, loved, needed, confided in, trusted, believed in.

I felt grateful.

I looked up.

"The right one appears to always be a bitch."

He was grinning.

"That was fucking awesome." I grinned back.

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Gonna make you come."

I moved

He grunted

my dickhead got really big and slid into him further.

His eyes got big.

I moved. pulsed against his gland.

his eyes closed and he sighed.

"Ooooh"

"Yeah."

His eyes opened and an ornery grin crossed his face.

"For a skinny guy you sure pack a wallop"

"Fucker."

I moved again. pulsed over and over and over again.

My head drove up into him.

He came.

He came again.

Again.

He looked up at me, sobbing.

He fucking came again.

"Skinny?"

My head expanded into him further.

He came again.

He started laughing through his tears.

"STOP."

I smiled.

"Oh," I said, falling onto his wet chest.

"I know that was cold, but you were begging for it."

"Yeah I was Champ."

"Thank you."

"Can we rest now?"

"No."

"Well, yes, but we need to plan."

"Hey Stuart?"

"Yeah?"

"That was my first time."

I looked at him wide eyed.

He smiled.

"Glad it was you."

I laid down on him. Kissed him.

"Thank you."

Big arms around me. "Thank you."

"Skinny fucker."

"I have a really kinky request."

"Yeah?"

"This is my own personal kink. I like scent."

"Oh?"

"would you mind terribly if I spent the rest of the night with my face in your crotch?"

"FUCK NO."

"I just want to .., smell you."

"It's... soothing to me."

"OK buddy."

"Let's 69."

There in front of me, big Clyde meat.

I had pulled a pillow close to his thigh.

he did me a big favor and slung his right thigh over my head and I was buried in Clyde groin. genitals, ass, the whole fucking pheromone filled package. I went rock hard right up the bridge of his fucking nose.

Served him right for being so fucking masculine.

I was dripping on his forehead.

He was lengthening down my neck.

His nuts were draped over the bridge of my nose.

He smelled phenomenal.

"Clyde."

"Yeah?"

"This is..."

"Yeah it is."

I breathed in.

"Mmmmm"

He scrubbed his lips into my nuts, inhaling.

I flipped around.

"You feel really good on me Stuart."

I grinned down at him, kissed him.

I smiled. He stared up.

The big head of my dick slipped in and did that thing again.

He grunted as I entered.

"More?"

"Yes please."

"Greedy fucker."

I pulsed.

"You wouldn't"

"Yes, I would."

I did,

He came.

I laughed.

He did, too.

I leaned down and sucked daddy tit.

Gleaming up at him.

He smiled down.

"Getting fucked is nice."

"I have something for you."

"What?"

"Promise you won't freak out."

"What?"

My dick was more demanding than my head. It moved up inside him and belched out a load of (apparently loaded) precum and he became really light headed.

"Stuart?"

"Sorry."

"That was to relax you I think."

I leaned down and kissed his neck.

"I'm going to give you everything I have."

His eyes looked up at me not entirely comprehending.

"Everything."

"This will make us equals."

"Soulmates."

He actually looked a little scared.

"Are you sure?"

"What?"

"That's pretty big."

"I trust you."

"Wanna go for a ride?"

He grinned and his ass contracted on my root.

I looked at him.

didn't move.

my dick pulsed against his gland and he came again.

I got longer, my dickhead moved in and out of his muscle deep inside.

I got really warm, started to sweat over him.

"I'm scared Stuart."

"Big guy like you? Scared by a skinny runt like me?"

"Yes."

"Very."

"Wimp."

"Have you ever done this before?"

"No. not what I'm about to."

My head got bigger in him, lodged way up inside him.

I moved. Pulsed.

He came again.

"ooooh."

"Yeah, Daddy."

"I wanna make you happy."

He smiled.

His eyes were still wide.

"Can I say no?"

I thought about it just for a second and looked at him very seriously

"I have never had the compulsion to do this before and if you refuse, I think we lose our bond."

"No."

"I'm not sure, but that's how it feels."

"I think I only get to do this once."

"What will happen?"

"I'm not sure."

"I just want to."

"With you, Clyde."

I looked at him, did that thing again with my dickhead.

Pulsed.

Made him come again.

Wagged my eyebrows.

Sparkled at him

He giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Quit."

"You wanna?"

He got serious.

"Will it hurt?"

"I don't think so."

"You can only do this once?"

"That's the way it feels."

"I want it to be with you."

"Fuck."

"I am."

eyebrows raised and grinning down.

"I know and it's more incredible than I ever dreamed possible."

For kicks I pulsed and made him come again.

"You gotta quit that shit."

I did it again. He moaned and coated his chest with more sperm.

I laughed.

He grinned up at me.

"What will happen?"

"I may be wrong, but I don't think there will be any notable physical changes."

He stared up at me and ground his asslips up at me, smacking at my root.

"I LOVE you, fucker."

"You said the L word."

"Yeah."

"Wanna make that forever?"

I leaned down.

Looked deep into those eyes.

"I'm scared."

"Me, too."

"Let's ride."

I came.

Clyde wrapped his big legs around me and spasmed.

He groaned.

His stomach retracted. He started to sweat. He was bruising me he was holding me so hard. I couldn't stop creaming him.

I was filling him up. He was in pain, ecstasy, he was coming over and over.

Neither of us could stop.

I was crying. I kissed his neck. sobbing.

He said very quietly, whispered it my my ear "stuart."

His asslips were convulsing around me.

I was pouring shit into him.

He was slippery with sweat under me.

that jockstrap smell.

My dick had gotten really fucking big.

he was keening.

The pulsing started to slow.

It took a long time... maybe twenty minutes. Maybe more.

He started to come out of it.

Me, too.

"You ok?"

He looked up.

"That was intense."

I laughed

"You are a master of the understatement."

"Can you stand?

"I think."

"we should wash off."

"Why?"

"I like wearing you."

"I just don't think Cody would like it in his goddam hot tub and I'm sore. You hurt me."

He frowned.

"Not your fault. I just want to soak."

I stood.

Reached out a hand.

He grabbed me and hoisted his big frame vertical.

Well, he had changed a little.

He seemed a little wider, more compact physically. Tighter.

His dick was still the same, surrounded by that big fucking hairy bush.

His ass was still... ooooooh.

I loved his physicality. His eyes.

Oh shit.

"Clyde?"

"Yeah?"

"Your eyes."

He smiled.

"What?"

"They're green."

"What?"

"God."

"You are beautiful."

He blushed.

I kissed him gently.

His arms wrapped around me.

Big jockstrap envelope. I loved the way he smelled.

Made me want to kneel and suck dick all day long.

Something about Clyde, made a man want to stick his nuts in his mouth.

I snickered. reached a hand down and grabbed his, pulling him toward the stone platform beside the outbuilding.

"I hadn't noticed this."

"I don't think you can use that right now."

I pointed at the shower shot.

"but this."

I turned on the shower head and reached in feeling it warm and grabbing the soap, pushing his big frame under it

"Is essential."

we washed, played with slippery bodies.

I don't like wet sex so it was short but playful.

He'd really bruised me. He may have broken a couple ribs.

I was really hurting.

The dark spots were already showing on my ribs and back.

Clyde looked at me as we toweled off.

He was sad.

I looked up at him, looking at the marks.

He touched me. I winced. He looked stricken.

"I'm proud of those, fucker."

"I will only have them once in my life."

"DO NOT heal them."

"OK."

He got it. He smiled.

Big wings.

I fell in.

"Tub?"

"Yeah."

We sat down on cold flagstone, slipped over the edge into warm water, found each other, and kissed.

Cody had built a seat wide and deep enough for two on the back side of the tub.

I sat down, looking up at Orion.

Clyde copped the space next to me.

"What was it like?"

"What?"

He grinned at me

"Fuck you."

"You did. You're really good at that shit."

I laughed.

"Tell me."

"I don't know exactly how to describe it."

"Every perception of the world I had shattered."

"I felt the galaxy. weighing on me. demanding my attention."

"I felt a lot of pain. suffering."

"cruelty."

I looked at him and he had tears in his eyes.

"Beauty. so much beauty."

He looked down.

"I saw you."

he said, looking up at the night sky.

"Believing in me."

He turned those beautiful eyes and looked at me.

Blinked.

Yeah. Good choice. I was fucked.

"Anything else?"

"yes."

I glanced.

"You're not going to like it."

"You were wrong about what's coming."

"There's a reason nobody was around last night."

"You were right about Lukas."

"It's organized."

I looked at him.

"is there anything we can do?"

"Ask Brad."

"Does he know them?"

"Remotely."

"Can he.. deal with them?"

"Crudely, in his way."

"Can we stop them?"

"I don't know."

Panic was rising in my heart.

This meant Cody was in danger.

I looked at Clyde.

He sighed.

He knew it too, and what it meant to my promise.

I was devastated.

Scared.

sore.

happy. I looked over. shy.

"Yeah." he grinned at me and touched me.

I flinched.

"Sorry you're sore."

"I'm not"

"I know."

"Promise not to make you feel better."

"Thanks."

"This is way more fun than smelling you wearing my urine."

"Fuck you," I said, looking up at the Milky Way.

"You did... and I never imagined that could be so special."

"Kinda nice having a man inside yourself, isn't it?"

He glanced sideways.

"If he's you."

"Fucker."

He leaned down and kissed me.

"Yeah, I am."

I smiled.

"And you are EXTREMELY good at it."

"Do you have any off the wall compulsions?"

"I feel panic."

"No."

"I do feel a need."

I looked down at his dick.

"Me too."

"Shut the fuck up."

"We need to go wake the boys up."

"Tell them."

"Put the cars away."

"OK."

The dog looked at Clyde.

"You're ok girl."

"Come here."

She stood, stretched, and went straight to him.

That's the first time she had ever responded to another human without looking at me for a release.

I looked up at him and he smiled.

"Team."

I grinned back.

"Yep."

I stood up.

Put Pillows and cushions in the outbuilding. Folded the quilt.

Laid it on a shelf. Hung the towels on the bars to dry.

Closed the door and turned to Clyde, who had covered the tub.

He had glasses and a bottle of bourbon in his right hand. Big fucking hand.

I would have swooned if we had just met. As it was I started at his fig fucking hairy toes and swept my way up over him, and landed in those big green eyes and beamed at him.

He giggled.

"This shit is hot."

I nodded, grinning.

His smile faded.

"Lots of work."

I turned.

"You too girl."

She looked up at him.

Sat.

I was first.

Clyde.

"C'mon."

tags jingling.

"I can feel you now, Stuart."

We had arrived on the big back patio.

"What do you mean?"

"I know what you're thinking."

He looked at me.

`you really like the way I smell, don't you?'

`Yeah. It really turns me on.'

I was staring at him. were were having that conversation inside my head.

That was pretty fucked up.

Clyde grinned.

"I think those pretty bruises were worth it." He belly laughed walking across the flagstones away from me. "C'mon. we have a shit ton of work to do."

I smiled at the stones, looking up at his retreating ass, covered in hair, I could still smell him on my moustache and I thought so, too. My partner.

Big Clyde. Brute. Gentle as they come.

This was special.

We were fucked.

Majorly.

All this over asking me if I wanted to go for a ride.

I hated Cody right now. Not really, but... that goddam dog.

Clyde walked into the cabin in front of me and shouted at the top of his lungs

`ASSHOLES. GET THE FUCK UP.'

Cody and Brad rolled over and looked up at him. I took the bottle and glasses from him and set them on the counter.

"SHOWER. NOW."

They sat up.

Cody looked at me.

I nodded.

He grabbed Brad's shoulder.

Brad looked at him. Cody looked serious.

They went.

I heard water.

"You turned out different."

I was looking at him.

"You asked me to protect you."

I nodded.

"What the fuck was my response?"

"I'll never forget it, Clyde."

"Until my last breath."

"OK."

"Get this shit straightened up and make it tight."

"Then come back to me."

I went outside and stacked chairs and stowed them in concrete boxes with steel doors.

I went to my favorite roost and pulled bottles and cans off the table, stowing everything, pulled chairs into the living room.

The shower had emptied.

Clyde looked at me.

"Go get clean."

I did.

"Inside too!"

I used the shower shot.

twice.

He looked down at me.

"I love you."

I looked up at him.

"OK."

"Come wash me."

"Mmmm"

"OK."

He was gloriously ugly under water.

except when he opened his eyes.

God he was gorgeous.

Minutes later. Driveway.

Hardware.

Had to be stowed.

Cody was frantic.

"When?"

"We don't know."

Clyde looked at him.

"I got you bud."

Turned to Brad.

"You with me?"

"Yep."

We got the hardware stowed in the bat cave.

Walked through the basement shop and up the staircase.

Clyde was not saying anything aloud but I heard his amazement in my head.

`wow"

"Cody."

He looked at me.

"Show Clyde what the house can do."

He looked up at Clyde.

Brad hadn't seen this.

Big wide defensive posture. arms out.

Armored doors.

Elevators full of artillery.

ammunition.

Clyde's eyes got really big.

I pointed to the gun ports.

Brad freaked out.

"WAR??????"

I looked at Clyde.

He looked at me and then at Brad.

"Possibly."

"What the fuck??""

"Remember that tunnel last night big guy?"

"She intended to own you."

"To take you away from Cody,"

"and she used her own fucking brother to try to do it."

He sat down on Cody's truck frame.

Cody walked up to him.

"maybe we're preparing over nothing."

Brad looked up.

He seemed scared.

Clyde was more direct.

"You fucking derelict."

Brad looked at him.

"You need help."

Clyde reached down and put his hand on Brad's shoulder.

Just for a second. Brad got... a little blonder. a little rounder.

A lot more ... structured.

Seemed more muscular without having gained weight.

Clyde looked at me.

"OK with you?"

I nodded.

Brad stood up and looked at Cody and apologized.

Again.

I laughed.

Brad looked at me. "Sorry sir."

Clyde said "Brad."

"Yes sir?"

"Protect Cody."

"OK."

"Don't fuck up."

"Clyde."

He looked at me.

"That's like putting lipstick on a pig."

"Change him back."

"And let him know you did it to him."

Clyde touched Brad.

Brad stood up.

"You make a cute beach dude, stud"

Brad had changed back, hauled back and heaved.

Clyde reached out a hand and stopped the fist travel.

"You deserved that shit"

Even Cody laughed.

Brad glowered at him.

Cody looked at me.

He nodded. He looked at Brad.

"You're gonna have to deal with him."

"He's Stuart's mate now"

Brad clenched his fists.

Stared at him

I looked at them both.

"Stop being stupid."

I went to the counter.

"Cody."

"Screens."

the walls opened. Shit lit up. Everything looked green.

I started making food.

"We ok champ?"

"Right now."

"Let the dog out."

"Clyde?"

"Yes dear?" he said, teasingly.

"Kiss Brad."

"Let him know you mean it."

I heard a groan.

He meant it.

"Brad."

"Yeah, you fuck?"

"Come help me cook."

I laid out a cutting board.

Brad diced.

I looked over at him.

He was grinning.

Muttered "Fucker."

I chuckled.

"You have a tomato, cilantro, and an onion to go."

I reached into the small fridge and pulled out one chicken breast already diced.

I opened the back door.

"SPORT?"

"Yeah?"

"She ok?"

"Yeah."

"Bring her in."

"Is there a way you can keep an eye on us if we go onto the porch?"

"The system tracks every movement on the property."

"I got that already."

"if we have dinner outside will it let us know if there is a threat?"

"Yes."

"We won't have much time."

"But we can get to safety?"

"With Clyde and Brad's help, yes."

"Brad."

"Yeah?"

"As much as I liked making fun of you as the blond beach bimbo, we need every ounce of your big testosterone filled bullshit right now."

"Cody happens to love you."

He looked down at the little man.

Big eyes sparkling up at him.

"We ALL have one job."

I pointed at everyone's object of love in the room, and it wasn't the dog.

"See that?"

Brad looked at Cody, over at me.

"That."

"That is the gift to the world you will have to protect."

He stared at me, looked over to Clyde, looked at Cody, and walked right out the back door.

I thought I was obstinate.

"Cody."

"I can't explain it."

"Me either."

"Why Stuart?"

"I don't know."

"Go get him."

It had to be 45 minutes. It was a long fucking talk.

After, when I walked back in and Cody went out seeing me without him, Clyde took me onto the front porch, lit a fire, gave me a glass of bourbon, shared a cigar.

Cody came up the front porch stairs with Brad.

"We both have questions."

"You guys seemed to have figured this out."

Clyde looked at me, took a tug on his cigar and surrounded us with a smell I loved. Chuckled with a deep bass voice and looked up at Orion.

I turned to both of them.

"You are deeply mistaken."

I leaned into Clyde's chest and he put a big paw on my forehead and left it there, half covering my eyes.

"Neither one of us has a clue how this works."

Clyde looked back up at Orion and took another big drag.

Brad: "But.."

"Yeah.. you changed,"

"Cody did, too."

I pointed at my chest.

"Conduit."

"Not the answer."

Cody looked at Brad.

"I told you."

Brad: "Where does it come from?"

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!!!!"

He stared at me.

"You have to know."

"I don't."

At least I had a big green eyed ally in the conversation now.

"He doesn't."

"OK. I can let that go."

"Here's a 24 million dollar question and I know goddam well Cody is wondering the same goddam thing."

"WHY US???"

"The answer for Cody... well... tell him, buddy."

His eyes rolled up in his head.

He sighed.

"I wanted it."

"Cody. Be honest."

"I heard about this guy in town."

"He could... do stuff."

"I heard he was cute but really standoffish., but weird shit happened around him."

Cody looked at me.

"You are hilarious."

"The cab driver getting fucked by the coal miner was FUCKED UP dude."

"They had fun."

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Tell him."

"He has no more control of this shit than you have control of the fact that the sun will come up tomorrow."

"Zero"

"Thanks Code."

"Dinner needs some rack and aluminum and I am feeling very sore and very lazy."

I listened to the river while the boys worked.

Clyde leaned down at one point in passing, dropping a glass of apple filled bourbon in front of me "You are masterful."

I looked up at him after he had dropped the log on the fire on his way back into the house, leaning up. He leaned down to kiss me

I shook my head. Even that hurt. "Just trying to be a decent dude."

He grinned, completed the kiss... went inside.

Brad returned.

"Oh, and you..."

He turned and looked at me.

"You just wanted this.."

A lot."

Apparently there was light shining on me.

"Man... you're hurt."

I looked up and smiled.

"Superficial."

His fists balled.

"Did Clyde do that to you?"

I nodded.

"It's not what you think."

"Are you ok?"

"it hurts."

"I like it."

"What happened?"

"We mated."

"Oh."

"OH."

"Yeah."

"Oh FUCK yeah."

"hahahaha!"

"Does Cody know?"

"Sort of."

"Can you do that a lot?"

"Only once."

"So...?"

"Yeah. Clyde."

"Oh dude."

"mmm hmmm."

I stared out at stars.

Brad reached a hand down.

I looked up sharply.

"DON'T heal me."

He snatched his hand away.

"I want to feel this."

"I only GET to feel it once."

"So what happens?"

"What's it like?"

"Do you have a memory of a really great orgasm while fucking someone?"

"Yeah, one in particular."

"Imagine that not stopping for half an hour."

"Holy shit."

"imagine them coming uncontrollably the whole time and their body locked around you."

"You're fucking kidding me."

"no."

"It hurts."

"It's wonderful, but it's really fucking painful."

"Sounds pretty fucked up."

"Like I said... it only happens once."

"So what does it mean?"

"We're still figuring it out."

"Probably the biggest thing so far is complete nonverbal communication."

"Y'all can...?"

"Read each other's thoughts."

"Yeah."

"He's in the kitchen with Cody, wondering if you are being nice to me."

"Is it, like, hard wired?"

"No... not full stereo..."

"It's sort of... on demand."

"When I need to hear him I can. When he needs to tell me something I can sense it."

"But always on the same frequency."

"Yeah."

"Anything else?"

"We're still figuring it out."

"I'm happy for you both. He's a good dude. Even if he DID flatten me"

"In a couple ways."

"Yeah."

"What did you think, getting fucked by him?"

"I thought it would be humiliating."

"It was probably the most loving thing I have ever experienced in my life."

"No one has ever made me feel more cared for and comforted in their company than Clyde."

"I'm a little jealous of you, bro."

I smiled.

"That's a big compliment coming from the biggest dick in the room."

He laughed.

Put a hand on my shoulder.

I winced.

"Sorry."

"Nah."

"No pain no gain."

He sat down, after putting another log on the fire.

"This shit that's coming down..."

The sun was rising.

I turned and looked at him.

Brad's eyes were slits, questioning.

"What IS it?"

I looked at him sincerely.

"I don't know."

"It's big."

"Is that why you and Clyde...?"

He left it hanging.

"no."

"That happened because we..."

I left that part hanging.

"SO..."

"Yes. These are love tracks," pointing to my busted ribs and bruised torso

"You just used the L word."

He giggled.

I smiled and stared into the fire.

"Oh yeah, I did."

"You fucking mean it this time. You're not even running away like a scared little girl."

I grinned. "No way to run away from THAT."

He looked over at me.

"I'm very proud of you."

I nodded at him, glinting in the dawn light. "Thank you."

"Oh."

"Here comes breakfast."

I moved shit away from the fireplace and heard the footsteps.

The grate slid in, and another above it.

Cody saw me in the light.

He turned to Clyde.

"Did you...?"

"Cody."

He looked at me.

"Yes. he did."

"It's not what you think."

He looked back and forth between the two of us.

Cody is a pretty good read.

Clyde had his arms crossed looking down at me.

I was looking into his eyes smiling.

Cody said... "OH."

Clyde turned to him smirking and said "yeah."

He started to reach down to my bruised shoulder and I looked up at him sharply "NO HEALING!!!!!!"

Brad looked up. "he needs to feel Clyde."

Clyde said "I, we, haven't figured it out but for Stuart, this is part of the acceptance process. He really needs to hurt a little right now."

"Do you have any injuries?"

"My thighs and arms are sore from locking around him, I don't feel any pain."

"Is anything physically markedly different?"

Clyde had been looking out at the Canyon.

He turned and looked at Cody.

Just a look.

"HOLY SHIT."

"MMmmm hmmm."

He looked at me.

"Was that deliberate???"

"no."

"It's beautiful but I had absofuckinglutely nothing to do with it."

Cody was still staring.

"You are beautiful."

He sighed.

Brad grunted. Stood up.

"Not yours."

Cody looked up and grinned.

"Think I had forgotten about you?"

"You fucking better not." BDB grinned down.

Cody's eyes started at his feet and slowly crawled up his calves and across his big thighs to that monster dick hanging over monstrous hairy nuts, up the furry abdomen to those pecs full of juice waiting to be drunk, up to Brad's gorgeous eyes.

"You are kind of hard to misplace, big man."

We all laughed.

The bacon was sizzling.

Cody got mitts and pulled out trays, Clyde had wood planks, with plates on them.

"Does it hurt bad?"

Cody to my left... munching on a tortilla.

"Yeah. hurts to move."

"Does it make you happy?"

"I have never been happier."

"Is he ok?"

"Look at him."

Clyde was smiling, joking with BDB.

Cody turned to me and very quietly asked "How?"

"I don't know, buddy."

"I just knew I could."

"Did you ask him?"

"Yes."

"He accepted."

"Obviously."

"So... How does it work?"

"I don't know."

"I know it hurt."

"A lot."

"I know it was wonderful."

"And now, (looking over at him and his eyes sparkling back at me knowing exactly what we were saying) it's like having an extension of myself... but different. I feel him with me."

"So you guys are,,,"

"Permanent."

Cody finished his tortilla.

"Brad?"

He helped him clean up.

Clyde came and sat with me.

Kissed my forehead.

slid a big arm around me and held me.

"You skinny fucker."

I tingled. God I hurt.

He stroked my back. He could feel what I was feeling.

"Sorry I hurt you."

"No apologies."

"I am grateful I made you feel that good and you accepted."

"It was intense."

"Yes. It was."

"I am really glad I only have to do that shit once."

"HAVE to?"

I sat up and thought.

stared at the fire. listened to the river.

turned to him with a questioning look on my face.

looked up at the moon disappearing in the blue sky.

back at him, frowning.

Sat up straight.

Turned to him with direct eyes.

"Yes."

"HAVE TO."

"This only works if WE are together."

"What works?"

"We are going to figure that out."

"Can you figure that out while you are riding my dick, because you have the nicest ass."

I raised up, he moved over, he filled me up.

I leaned back and he caressed the bruises he'd given me.

I finally felt comfortable.

Cody and Brad returned.

"Oh."

Brad grinned.

"Clyde, Clyding."

Cody smirked.

"Mmmm hmmm."

"Nice seeing Stuart on the receiving end."

I came.

"Fuck y'all."

Brad laughed.

I came again.

"Ooooh."

"Daddy."

"Stop."

"Y'OK?"

"Brad."

"Cody."

A chime.

"FUCK."

I whistled.

dog tags.

I dragged furniture into the house.

Cody gestured.

Every screen was red.

"Cody?"

"Yes"

"Is the metal roof fireproof?"

"It had better be. There are fourteen inches of reinforced concrete under it."

He gestured left. a screen opened and I could see a FUCKING armoured HUMMER coming up the hill.

This was almost stupid.

I looked at Clyde. He touched me.

I winced. He smiled.

I smiled back.

This was love.

It didn't warrant violence.

Yet... here it came.

"Cody?"

"Downstairs."

"Stuart."

"Yes?

"Brad is savvy with guns."

Brad looked at him.

"You are."

"Stu, you are a computer guru."

"Go let the system show you how to slow them down."

He gestured over his shoulder. The floor opened.

Clyde and I descended.

I didn't like leaving Cody above grade.

The armoured Hummer pulled up in the driveway, on the flagstones.

Serena got out.

She knew goddam well she was not supposed to be here.

She was in incredible danger.

Big tits, tight ass, beautiful woman... seductive.

She skinked across flags, walked up the steps, and knocked on the door.

Bitch.

Clyde reached out but before he could grab me I was up the steps pointing to the stairs.

Cody and Brad descended and the planks fell into the floor.

I opened the door.

"We said our goodbyes already."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry you didn't enjoy the evening."

"We did, very much."

"Where's your brother?"

"He's in the truck."

"You are a very cruel woman."

"I get what I want."

"Not this time."

"I cannot believe you would victimize your own brother to get something you have ... no concept of."

I looked up.

Orion sparkled.

Serena disappeared.

She fucking vanished. OK... the whole Brad story with the truck and the ... No... the bitch was GONE.

I don't think she'd be back.

I walked out into the driveway and looked at the Hummer.

Walked up to the back door.

grabbed the handle

There was Lukas, tied to the back seat with a gag in his mouth.

I broke into tears.

I turned around and walked away. This required less sensitivity and more objectivity that I possessed. I walked back in the house.

"BRAD. CLYDE."

The floor opened. Big footfalls.

"Go out and get Lukas. He's hurt."

They brought him in. He was abraded, and crying.

"She..."

I left the room, went outside.

I had to stay objective.

It could be a ploy.

He was really hurt.

I grabbed the door frame and cracked the opening.

"No sharing."

I sent Clyde a message that he was surrounded by danger.

`yeah... it's bad. I want to help but know I can't'

`awful.'

`yeah. love you.'

`do what you can.'

`just don't let the boys share.'

`no fucking way.'

`still sore?'

`Yeah. happy as fuck about it.'

`love you.'

`be careful.'

I went to the Hummer. It was full of ammunition, artillery, and I scarfed it all, unloading it, and hauling it to a dumbwaiter I had discovered on the side of the cabin.

I took all of the hardware out of it I could find and then I slid into the driver's seat.

Keys still in the goddam thing.

`Clyde?'

`Yeah?'

`Luke ok?'

`Dazed. beat up. hurt.'

`send Cody out if you can spare him.'

I started the engine.

Cody slid out the back door of the house.

"Y'all are fucked up with this sixth sense shit."

"You have a gps tracer?"

"Yeah."

"Be right back"

He disappeared inside and returned in seconds, a small device in his hand.

"Found it."

"Fuck it up."

One loud sound.

"Boom."

"Hey Cody?"

"Yeah?"

"Come here."

He came to the driver's door and I stepped out.

I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him.

"Fuck the L word, dude."

"Drive. We have to hide this thing."

So the property went green again after the Hummer was stored in the bat cave.

The pieces of the gps device were scattered in the woods.

The house was back open, the boys were doing home chores, raking, I was doing my best to walk and breath under broken ribs.

I was loving every fucking minute of it.

Clyde was glorious.

Big ugly beautiful fuck.

He was caring for Lukas.

We had spent several hours of the morning trying to piece together what had transpired. He didn't remember. Anything.

He didn't remember bringing the basket, didn't remember getting plowed by the big dude, did not remember one goddam thing.

`Let me have a minute.'

`OK.'

"Luke."

"Do you know my name?"

"Sure."

"You're Stuart."

"But we've never met before."

"Serena told me who you were."

"What else did she tell you?"

"She said you were very important."

"To very very nice to you and your friends."

"Lukas."

"Yes?"

"I am going to touch you and something is going to happen."

"I hope it won't hurt, and I don't want you to be scared."

"It will startle you."

"Don't be frightened."

He nodded.

I did.

The boy woke the fuck up.

I didn't give it to him but I figured out what she had done and with a touch, just fucking undid it.

He was beautiful. She had no fucking right.

What a fucking cunt.

Her own brother.

I hoped she had ended up in hell, burning.

I looked at Clyde.

He felt what I had seen, tears streaming down his face.

Yeah.

No words.

`Are we going to be able to protect him?'

`We're fucked if we try.'

`we're fucked if we don't'

"Cody?"

"You have my permission."

"Brad?"

"Whatever Cody decides..."

"Lukas."

I looked into his eyes.

"Are you ok Lukas?"

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"My sister."

tears.

"It hurts."

Clyde wrapped his arms around me and whispered "Help him."

I helped.

and I turned my face up to him and said "You are hugging three ribs you broke you big ox."

"You like it. Hurry up and heal."

"Yeah. Fuck you."

"You are really good at that."

"You, too."

I liked the exchange.

"Lukas?"

"Yes sir?"

"With us?"

"No."

He passed out.

Fuck.

Clyde already knew what I was thinking.

I turned to Brad, who was staring at Lukas.

"He is in traumatic shock."

Clyde was propping him up, getting ice and had already covered him in a blanket.

"Serena is gone. for now."

"I get that it's not permanent, after you."

"She may be back at the gas station at the bottom of the hill."

"Her brother here, is apparently someone she does not particularly care for."

I had had a very small moment when I opened the back door of the hummer and wanted to share it so they all know how bad it was.

"Lukas. can you hear me?"

"Mmmm hmmm."

"Tell Clyde what your sister calls you."

Clyde laid his hand on Luke's chest.

His eyes opened and tears fell out, looking up at the big man

"Disgusting faggot."

I looked at Clyde.

He sighed.

I looked at Brad.

He winced.

I looked at Cody.

He was staring at me wide eyed.

`fix him.'

Clyde.

I looked up.

`this will mean...'

I looked into those eyes.

Those big green beautiful eyes.

`you can't let this stand.'

I felt helpless.

Cody did it.

He leaned down

He touched Luke's chest, and kissed him.

Luke sighed. inhaled. His eyes opened.

I knew Cody could heal.

I had no idea he could...

Luke sat up.

He started crying, bawling.

Clyde sat down beside him and wrapped a big dad arm around him and pulled him into his chest.

I heard it. Luke sniffed.

I just turned and walked away.

Cody chuckled. It took a second before Brad came around.

"Porch?"

"OK."

Fireplace lit, chairs, bourbon.

I smiled through the pain and the anguish Luke had lived.

I knew he was in some small way being healed, vindicated right now in the arms of a very caring man.

His sister.

Fuck her.

Brad looked at me in the firelight.

"Still sore?"

"Yeah. I hurt all over, man."

Cody looked at him.

nodded.

"Come here buddy."

"I know this is sort of a badge of honor for you but..."

I walked over and sat in front of Brad in his chair.

"This shit is big."

"We're all together."

"I have a really big question."

I was nearly passed out in Brad's big warm embrace.

"Wh...?"

"How does it happen?"

"What?"

"Mating."

I looked over at Cody.

His eyebrows were raised.

"Oh."

"You two."

Cody laughed.

Brad giggled like a little girl.

"What?"

"You didn't fucking guess?"

"I knew."

"I just don't know how to tell you."

"definitely don't have the handbook."

"I am guessing that you, looking up at Brad, are going to have to bottom."

He looked over at Cody.

Cody was sparkling.

"You will change, Brad."

He looked down.

"I can live with anything as long as I live with Cody."

"I'm going to give you something."

I reached up and touched his big ugly chin.

He stroked my very sore chest.

"Thank you."

I connected to Cody, weirdly.

`he needs you.'

Cody stood, permanently hard dick pointing to the stars.

Brad slid from underneath me and stood.

They went to the tub.

I grabbed more ice and a bourbon.

Odd man out.

I listened to the river in the canyon below and put a log in the fire.

I heard door seals move. soft big footfalls. two sets.

"Lukas."

"Grab a chair."

He did.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"You need some time."

"Get your ass up."

I did.

He sat down.

He pointed at his spread legs.

"Right here."

"OK dad."

I sat down, leaned back into fucking heaven.

Big arms fell over me and...fuck.

I sighed.

Luke looked at us.

wide blue eyes.

"Y'all are... ?"

Clyde said it first.

"locked together for all eternity."

I hadn't put it in those terms but it did actually sum it up.

Luke smiled.

He looked into my eyes.

"I have never been fucked like I wanted to be fucked."

"how was it?

"I have never been fucked until Clyde fucked me."

"Yeah."

"That's the way it works."

"So Luke."

`you sure you want to try this?'

`Yes.'

`We need him.'

"Can I touch you?"

"OK."

"This isn't casual."

"This is like life changingly permanent."

"Then don't"

"OK."

I went and found the truck frame.

I laid down and went to sleep.

My daddy came and laid down on my sore body.

God I hurt

Cody and Brad were still on the front porch... I could hear them.

I drifted off with Clyde protecting me... Lukas beside us.

He liked us.

I liked him.

Good guy.

I drifted.

Clyde tried to comfort my pain. I reveled in it and it made me very happy.

I woke for a brief moment...

"Clyde?"

"mmmm?

I didnt even say it aloud.

I was face to big Clyde meat,

`like that?'

`ooooooh.'

`rest handsome.'

face against big fucking nuts with an uncut dick in my face I inhaled and fell into a very happy slumber.

His hand against my very sore back didn't hurt one bit.