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The following is a pure work of fiction and is the property of the author. If you are looking to get off quick, read something else. This story is presented in serial form and you'll read a lot of background, before you get any mind-blowing sex scenes. If you are bothered by same sex relationships, read no farther.
This is a story about the interaction of males with each other in a fanciful setting. It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story.
Thanks to those who are encouraging me to continue with the presentation of this series.
I do not usually acknowledge e-mails, instead using my time to write. I do appreciate hearing from you. Hope that you continue enjoying the story. LJB
To Fulfill a Prophesy
Section 45
Brian - Thursday afternoon
Out of the blue, my greatest desire became a reality in the matter of five minutes. Davey and I are to be together. As totally unexpected as this could be, having Ted and Dean's approvals of our relationship, was completely unimagined. I had always considered my desires for Davey to be a secret longing, forbidden, because of our age difference and beyond my grasp. Yet, I knew he was the one. And then, there he was. And he was asking me, if we could belong to each other. It all seemed so unreal.
But in the afternoon, it became very real. After Dale spoke with me, I went directly to the office wing and told my mother, I needed to speak to her, before she left for the day. Mr. Dennis overheard my request and said we could go and talk then, everything was quiet and there was as much time as we needed available. I escorted Mom out to the gardens and we went and sat in a quiet, secluded area.
"Mom, I have two things I need to tell you." I started. She sat quietly, giving me her full attention, just as she always would, when I talked about something important with her. "Since I came to work here, I have made several discoveries about myself. The most important one is, I am gay." I watched her face and there was no discernible change in her expression. I wasn't sure what to say next.
"Brian," she addressed me, "this is not a shock to me and I am not disappointed by your discovery. A mother knows when her son shows interests in certain things. I realized a long time ago, girls were never going to be a big interest for you. I didn't know when you would realize it. I know, this is not a choice on your part and my only concern, is the difficulties a gay man can face in the world, the risks, the hazards and the attitudes of others."
"This is a good company and a good place, for a gay man to work." I told her. "The people here are gay friendly and it will not interfere with my opportunities, or friendships."
"It's not difficult to see the openness here, especially when you find, you're the only woman working in a huge group of men." she replied. "That huge group, is not necessarily a bad thing. I have definitely found already, not everyone here is uninterested in women. How would you feel, if I had a date with someone ?"
"I think it would be great, Mom." I responded. "It's about time you had someone give you the attention, you have always deserved. A man being around, would be good for Len and Gus as well, but that should be incidental, to seeing to your interests." She seemed pleased with my acceptance of her inquiry. "There is something else I need to tell you, Mom. Do you trust me ?"
"You know I trust you and believe in you, Brian." she assured me. "I have always had total faith in your abilities and your judgment."
"Can you maintain that faith in me, even if I can't tell you all the details about something and from what you do know, you may have serious doubts, about the wisdom of what I'm involved in ?" I asked.
"That's an awfully big question." she said. "But the answer would be `yes'. I have relied on your judgment and responsibility for years, in caring for your brothers and in large part, raising yourself. If you are certain about what you are doing, even if I don't know everything about it, I will trust you are making sound and valid choices."
"Thank you, Mom." I replied. "your confidence has always been a source of empowerment and pride for me. I am going to enter into a relationship. This is not an affair, it will be a lifetime commitment for both of us. We are starting out by getting to know each other as individuals. Like any loving couple's relationship, there will eventually be physical sex, but we are starting out very slowly and have agreed to being monitored."
"Well that sounds very responsible and even a little strange." she responded. "I can see, there is more to this. I take it I get to hear the down side now."
"Yes, Mom." I answered. "The down side is age. My partner is unusually mature, but he is six years my junior." She had a little, involuntary gasp and then sat there looking like I had struck her.
"What about his parents ?" she asked. "Have you spoken with them ? Do they approve of you, of the two of you ? Brian, I realize you are an adult, but I want to talk with them, with him. He's the same age as Lenny, your brother."
"His parents were there when he asked me to be his partner, Mom." I assured her. "I'm sure they will talk with you and I know he will." I closed my eyes for a minute and concentrated very hard on needing Davey. I had no idea if he would really hear me, but after what had happened when we were last together, I thought I would try. "I've tried to call him and if he heard, he will come." Mom, just looked at me, quizzically. We sat quietly for about three minutes, speaking occasionally. I first saw him walking through the gardens toward us. Mom followed my gaze.
"Davey ?" she questioned. "Davey ? You want to have an affair with one of our boss' sons and you're telling me he's approved ?" Davey walked up to us and flashed one of those smiles that could win your heart, if he didn't already own it.
"You wanted to talk with me, Mrs. Taylor ?" he asked. He extended his hand to me and I reached out and held it, while he sat down beside me. "Did he tell you I'm the one who proposed ?"
"Davey, I'm concerned." she replied. "You're still so very young."
"I have not had time yet to talk seriously with Brian," he told her, "so I think, I should tell both of you about myself, now. You may find, I'm not quite the new toy, I might seem to be." Davey began to talk. He told us about his life, before he came to live at the `castle'. He told us about living with a drug addicted mother, about her death and his entry into the fostering system. He told us about being on the streets, selling himself for money to eat, when he was starving. Mom and I both shed tears, as we learned about the life this beautiful young man had lived. He spoke of the beating he had sustained and Dean rescuing him. He described his wonder at the love Ted had given him and the emptiness he still felt. He also told us that if we believed in such things, it had been forecast, he and I would be joined, forever.
"I'm so sorry." Mom told him. "I wish we had known you earlier, so we might have been able to try to spare you some of the things you have lived through."
"I believe in destiny, Mrs. Talyor." Davey said. "What happened to me was my destiny, all of it. What Brian and I will share, is our destiny. We have the opportunity to be with each other, for the rest of our lives."
"I now understand how and why, you are so much more Brian's age then Lenny's, no matter how many years have been counted." she responded. "I will support the decisions the two of you make, whether or not I understand completely." She gave both of us a hug, which we returned to her enthusiastically.
Davey and I were together again Thursday afternoon, after I was done my shift. He told me, there was much more about his life I needed to know. This time Tim and Kevin joined us. Kevin explained to me Tim was his life partner and although Tim knew much more about them than I did, there were some things he had not yet been told. We spent the next two hours, listening with fascination as Davey and Kevin told us The Prophesy of the Guardians and explained, how this applied to them and their brothers.
We learned the role they each played in the Prophesy and the gifts they and Denny and Jamie had received and how they were finding the gifts effected all of them. They told us of the healing process and I finally learned how Kevin's injury at the carnival had turned out to be so minor. As they described each detail, I knew in my heart, without reservation, it was all true. Pieces of a puzzle, which had formed in the back of my mind, since coming to work here, were filled in, until I could see the entire picture. They told us of Denny's look into the future and how it had initiated Tim's being sought out and my acceptance into the family. They also warned us, of the dangers which existed and how the security team watched over them and the `Dads'.
By the time our talk was over, I needed time alone, to think and sort out, all the information I had been given. Davey seemed to understand this, without my saying anything and having hugged me and kissing me on the cheek, told me he would see me and my brothers, at Dojo that evening. Kevin and Tim said `good bye' and I was left on my own, in the garden, with my thoughts. The more I pondered, the more I realized how wonderful it all was, that I was to have a part in it, observing everything. It seemed my life, was to be far beyond what I had ever imagined it would be. Then my thoughts turned to Davey. I had been so busy this day, concentrating on events and opinions, my feelings for Davey had not been considered. But when everything was laid out, he was the only thing that was really important to me.
I thought about how he looked and talked and walked and smiled. He was perfection. I finally let myself admit my every erotic thoughts, since the day I first saw him, included his image. When Anson told me his age and diplomatically suggested Davey and Denny were like younger brothers to him, I knew he was telling me my lust was futile. He was protecting me as much as Davey. But it had not stopped the vivid images of us making love to each other. I truly had never wanted just sex with Davey. It had always been totally making love with him and I realized, it was always with my accepting him orally or anally. I had never even imagined my entering him. It had always been the pleasure of having him thrust into me. Just thinking of it now, I was hard as a rock and leaking enough that a quarter size wet spot had appeared on the front of my pants.
Jason - Thursday night
When I went into our bedroom on Monday night and saw the paddle and collars sitting on the bed, I knew Dale had made a determination. He had not said a word about my talking with Anson after he had told me not to do so. I knew he was not angry, he was hurt. And I was feeling very guilty. I considered the options at hand. He could do what I had done when he blamed me for Kevin being injured, pout and wait for an apology. Not likely. He could ignore it and just go on. Didn't sound like Dale to me He could discipline us and reestablish order. It would appear, he had selected number three.
Was this a problem for me ? No one likes discipline. Well, I take that back. Let's just say I don't care for it and I didn't expect Anson would either. But I had broken the trust which was a part of the bond between Dale and myself. We have committed to each other and I have accepted him as the alpha male in our relationship. That is his established role and I had challenged his right to hold it. Anson was different. He was just starting to feel his way in his relationship. Anson needed to learn first hand how ignoring the boundaries is resolved. I believe Dale is a better teacher to show him than anyone else, including Digger.
Although we both knew better, I had known what my actions would mean. I had put Anson's wishes ahead of my man and I knew that was never an acceptable action. It occurred to me, if Dale had not seen us, I would have had to tell him anyway, just because what we did was wrong. I knew the discipline would resolve the rift for both of us. Dale would never injure me, he knew my limits and would never exceed them. I trusted no one more. All I needed to do was say `No' and the discipline would not take place, but this was the way to resolve my foolish choice which caused both his hurt and my guilt. Collecting my resolve, I began to undress.
One of the things I find most fascinating about this place is nothing remains constant, except for change. I get up yesterday morning and figure, end of another week coming, fairly quiet weekend coming, guess we're actually starting to get a routine. By Thursday night, plans with Anson and Brian for that night have been changed, Davey and Brian are becoming a couple. Davey and Denny's room has now become Denny's room. Jamie's room, now has a new king size bed. Davey has moved into the bedroom of Dean's suite. Anson has accepted a new king size bed in his room and Kevin and Tim turned one down for their room, wanting to keep, the bed they have for `sentimental' reasons. Dale and I didn't need anything, but we were asked if we did.
When I checked the master schedule, in the Observation Room, I note Ted has blocked out Monday to Thursday for next week, on the schedule for himself, Anson and the three boys, with no explanation note. He has assigned Dale and me, to cover Dean for security and also has Brian training a new man in his job, all during that same period. I mentioned this to Dale, when I returned to our suite and he told me, he knows and he didn't tell me, because its just been settled and this is the first time, he has seen me. He also says he does not know what Ted is doing with Anson and the boys, that was not part of his briefing. There's nothing we like more, than having a mystery to figure out and knowing Ted, he knows us well enough, to leave some clues around, to see if we get to the bottom of it.
Dojo went well. There was a smaller class, but this was one of the rare weeks, meetings were held on four nights, instead of just three. There were still quite enough people for a sizable class and a good number, stayed for community swim. Brian brought Gus and Len with him. I noted Gus had no problems and we all made a point of praising the work he did in class and in the pool. Davey and Brian seemed awkward around each other. They were tense and rigid. Fact is, I noticed a couple of times, when they were both very rigid. I knew from Dale he was monitoring them and had restricted them, other than kissing and hand holding, from skin to skin contact. When you're naked in a pool, it's very difficult to interact with someone, without skin to skin contact. Dale could be a real hard prick, when he wanted someone to exercise restraint and discover sensuality. I knew though, in the end, they would both be better off for it.
I found myself looking at Brian and Davey, very intensely at the pool. I had, of course, seen them both naked many time, but I had only considered them as friends, never as sexual beings. I had very protective feelings toward Davey and had always just passed over him, as one of the kids. I knew his history and I knew he was handsome and well hung, but it had no meaning or relevance. Brian, on the other hand, was a co-worker. Because he was younger and lacked experience, I also tended to be protective in my thoughts and actions toward him. He too was very handsome and again, well endowed. I liked both of these boys and in fact, loved Davey like a little brother, the same way as I felt about Denny.
Now, however, I saw them both sexually. I compared them to each other. Brian was 20 years old and stood around 5'8" in height. His light, blonde crew-cut hair, set off a handsome face with a squared jaw, full lips and dark blue eyes. He had a solid, compact body, which would weigh in about 145 lbs. His chest was thick and the natural contour of his muscles, could be seen as he moved. His upper arms, were also well muscled and his forearms, had a light, blonde fuzz on them which could hardly be seen at all. The hair under each arm was a little darker in colour and swirled in curls. Two, pink, quarter sized nipples blended into the light coloured skin on his hairless chest, which narrowed to six pack abdominals and a slightly protruding navel, at his thin waist. His hips, remained narrow and dropped into two muscular thighs and legs. His shins again had the light blonde fuzz of his forearms.
Between his muscular legs, swung 4" of flaccid, circumcised shaft, which I had noted in the pool extending to about 6 «", with a tapered head and about a 5" circumference. The crown looked somewhat like a derby hat, and was a dark rose colour. His pubic mound, appeared to be the hairiest part of his body. The golden curls were thick and covered the entire area, without intruding below his shaft. His scrotal sac was loose and dangled from the base of his shaft, bearing two walnut sized organs. From the rear, he was hard, hairless and a wet dream, to any `top'. His butt was like two, ripe melons, laid side by side, waiting to be squeezed and when he walked, they barely moved, they were so firm. This was a sexual and exciting man and given other circumstances, I don't think I would be refusing him anything he wanted.
Then, we had Davey. Fourteen years old, but looking every day of 16 or 17 and standing 5'6" or so. His strawberry, blonde hair was also in a crew-cut, just a little longer than Kevin's. His handsome face had a smooth jaw line, full lips and the same dark blue eyes. Davey's eyelashes were very noticeable, being exceptionally long. He was solidly built, but not as compact as Kevin and would weigh about 130 lbs. His chest was well developed and showed the muscular definition of a developing man. His upper arms were solid and muscles protruded from them, while his forearms had curls of fine, whitish hair, clearly visible. Under each arm, he had a bundle of short, blonde hairs. The nipples on his defined pecs were nickel sized and had a few, blonde hairs, around their outer rims. They were a light rose colour and when not excited and pointing outward as sharp tacks, they withdrew and sank inward, leaving small indentations in his chest. His abdominals showed the six pack outline of an active, strong body and at the well of his navel, a fuzzy hair line ran downward to the short, reddish, blonde forest, above and around his man tool. His hips were narrow, like his waist and his muscular thighs, led to shins and calves, covered with little blonde hairs from his knees to his ankles.
Two golf ball sized testicles were suspended in a loose, skin bag with a few hairs growing from it. The bag hung down about 5", from the base of the 4", flaccid, circumcised tool, which lay downward over it. and this one had extended in the pool to about 6 «", pointing directly up his body to his chin. From the rear, he was hairless and his buttocks showed the last vestiges of baby fat, that were developing into two hands full of solid muscle. He was our boy, but he was also a stud.
Dale and I spoke about the new couple, when we returned to our suite, while we were waiting for Anson to make his arrival. Dale had told me about the meeting held earlier in the day and he was still amazed by what had occurred.
"I swear to you Jason," he told me, "Brian sat there and answered questions, that Davey never spoke. I'm certain, Davey was tuned directly into his thoughts. Brian likely didn't have to say anything either, he just didn't know any better."
"I wouldn't be surprised." I commented back to him. "The things the boys are able to do, astound me. I don't think we've seen the best of it yet though. They seem to be working up to something." Dale was silent and I thought he might not have heard me. I turned around to locate him and he was just standing there, looking at me.
"Jason," he finally said, "if anything happened to me, if I should have a terrible accident, would you do something for me ?" I looked at him intently and realized, he was very serious about this. I nodded to him, afraid if I spoke, my emotions might overtake me.
"If something fatal happened to me," he explained carefully, "I want you to leave me, no matter what and get to Denny as quickly as you can. You must then do as he tells you, no matter whether it sounds right, or not. Will you be sure to do that for me ?" I walked over and hugged him tightly.
"I promise you, I will do as you say." I vowed. "But there will be no need. You are mine, forever."
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