Dear readers; I just had to continue the story while it was living in my head. And we all like head, right? So here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: This is a Fantasy story with Male to Male Sex and Love Relationships. If you are under eighteen years of age, then you should not be here. You have been warned.
Un-Corked ~ Part 2
Pat woke up in a good mood. But that changed when he found all his normal size cloths dirty. His growth the past few years had been in main part, due to his isolation. A non believer in an Islamic country tends to keep you home more often then not. So Pat had applied himself , to himself. And his body had finally grown stronger and stronger. The past year he'd been reaping the rewards of that strength and growth. He was much more out going. His workers and his boss enjoyed his company much more. But he still came home alone. All that extra money for being a supervisor of ten men and all he had was a big bank account. He never seemed to use it. Except for the anonymous donations to the Children's Hospital. Yeah the children never made him feel like a freak with all that muscle slapped on such a short frame.
But today Pat couldn't find any of his larger clothes.
Pat said " Screw it. Maybe Mahmud will like what he see's and I'll get lucky" Though what lucky meant in regards to Mahmud was another thing Pat wasn't sure of.
Pat had to adjust his seat in his car to be able to drive to the Hospital. That was weird. Then they lost Mahmud from the ER. His doctor finally showed up yawning and said " Your friend is in the Children's Ward, entertaining our young patients. Just like another strong man used to do every other Saturday. Not that I'm complaining. "
Pat smiled and went to the open Children's Ward thinking 'I thought the Doctor was taller than me' He found Mahmud walking on his hands for the kids. Pat thought it would be funny to see Mahmud's reaction (and the children's) if he greeted Mahmud that way. Some how they had located a shirt big enough for Mahmud, along with a pair of pants that wasn't long enough , but it covered the important parts.
For Mahmud the broad shoulders of a doctor in his white jacket with a clipboard in his mouth walking towards him on his hands was almost too much. Then it turned out to be Pat. Pat dropped the clipboard into his hand before he dropped it on the floor. With only one hand supporting them each, they shook hands and said good morning.
Pat said " Well Mahmud we have the diagnosis back from the lab. It says you're crazy." Then they pushed each other till they rolled backwards and stood up. The kids applauded and Pat couldn't miss the chance to hug the big guy. But for some reason Pat's head didn't get stuck under Mahmud's armpit like Pat thought it would. Pat had a good feel of Mahmud's massive pecs with the side of his face. And right in the middle of Mahmud's pecs, too. They walked out of the ward with the nurses and kids still clapping.
Pat pulled away and said " Well you're looking a lot better."
Mahmud blushed through his mocha colored skin and shot Pat a glorious smile full of very very white teeth. And Pat could have sworn Mahmud's eyes shifted through three different shades of deep blue. Pat thought ' Yeah he's looking might fine!'
Mahmud blushed again and looked down for a second. He then said " You are looking mighty fine today , too"
Pat was caught between a blush of his own and shock. He was certain he hadn't spoken out loud, but he must have. Pat thought ' I've gotta watch my mouth.'
Mahmud said " Unless you wish me to watch it for you. It is a very handsome mouth, Pat."
Pat stopped him in front of his bed and said " Are you reading my mind?"
Mahmud picked up on Pat's agitation and cringed a little. He said " I am sorry Master. Please forgive me. I have not been able to stop myself since yesterday. I usually respect people's privacy. But since the accident I can't close my ears. And I hear Allah's voice so loudly now, but he has not spoken to me directly for such a long time now. I thought I could hear him speaking to me in the children's laughter. But it was just his normal voice. It makes me feel so alone."
Mahmud was sitting slumped on the bed now and Pat believed him completely. He sat next to Mahmud and nudged him and said " Ya still got me. I'll be you're friend."
Pat looked up into hurt and vulnerable eyes the color of the Indian Ocean. Pat knew Mahmud could see into his soul and Pat wasn't afraid of what he would see. Mahmud's strength was of the kind that made you feel safe when ever you were in his presence. Mahmud reached over and hugged Pat. He said " I have not had a friend for a very very long time. Thank you Pat. I hear Allah's voice singing when I am near you , too"
Pat just burroughed his head into the hug. Now Pat felt strange. His clothes were a bit tight. But he just passed that off as being a little horny with that much muscle wrapped around him.
Pat pulled back and said " Lets find out if we can spring ya from this place.?"
Mahmud said " The Good Doctor said I was fine and I could leave as soon as you arrived and they could find a wheelchair that wouldn't break with me in it." His smile lit up the room.
Pat said " Then I will be right back with a triple extra large wheel chair."
Pat tried to find the doctor or a nurse that was free. Then he just wanted to find a wheel chair. Pat mumbled " I wish they did make extra large wheel chairs."
Just as he was walking around a corner he tripped into a truly huge wheel chair. Pat said " Huh, and they were joking with him about this." Pat pushed the chair to Mahmud's room just as the Doctor arrived.
The Doctor was shocked. He said " Where in the world did you find that?"
Pat ignored the look as part of the joke and said " As if you didn't know." Mahmud sat in the chair and said " Thank you for such good care given to me."
The Doctor smiled into those deep blue eyes and said " Your welcome, Mahmud. I hope you two are able to find out your real name. Though I think Patrick has chosen a very good one for you."
Mahmud blushed again. The Doctor put the release form in his lap as they headed to the entrance of the Hospital. Pat was perving on Mahmud's wide back and huge muscles. Then the thought ' How am I going to get him in my car?' Pat didn't even notice how easy it was to push such a massive man, even in a wheel chair.
Near the entrance Pat thought ' I wish I had a bigger car.'
All of a sudden the sound of screeching breaks and a nasty thud got all the people near the entrance to rush out to the parking lot. A very expensive sports car had just crushed a little Toyota Corolla. Pat's Car !
Mahmud stood up out of the Wheelchair as Par rushed over to his compacted compact car. Pat yelled " Oh my god!" Then he looked at the driver in the sports car. He frowned and then looked concerned for the kid in the drivers seat. The Airbag went off but the kid wasn't moving. Then Pat said " Oh my God!" and pulled the door off the sports car. He didn't even think about it.
Pat crouched down and felt for a pulse. The kids eyes fluttered open and Pat said " Don't move. You are so lucky you're at a hospital."
Doctors and EMT personnel walked up and took over. Then a Rolls Royce Silver Shadow drove up right next to them all and a man that looked quite a bit like the kid jumped out shouting "Ben!"
Mahmud put a hand on his shoulder and said " It look's like he will be alright, Sir."
The Doctor that had been taking care of Mahmud was the one checking his vitals. He said " Pull him out gently after getting the neck brace on. He look's alright but we should get an X-ray of his head and upper thoracic before we know for sure. The EMT people got him in a neck brace and hooked up to monitors before they pulled him out and put him on a backboard for transport to the hospital bed. One of the nurses got smart and pulled out an empty ER bed.
The Doctor looked up to the anxious Father and said " Mr Patel, this has not been a good week for your family. But I do have good news. Your lovely wife is drinking fluids and the lab test just came back. The kidney tumor was benign. She should be able to leave with in the week.
Mr Patel broke down and hugged the doctor. Then he looked at his son's car.
Patel said " Ben has not been sleeping at all. a warned him to drive with us but he wanted to see his college friends after visiting his Mother. Now they will have to come visit him. Oh my boy."
Mahmud said " The Doctor is the finest in Dubai. I think your son will be fine."
Patel looked up at Mahmud and said " You must be the Giant from the Sands. The city is talking about you and your escape from the jaws of Death."
Mahmud pulled Pat to his side and said " Patrick saved me from being buried alive."
Pat finally realized who he was standing in front of. Pat said " Mr Patel. Of Fineman and Patel Dredging Inc."
Patel smiled and said " Yes Patrick. I own half of the company you work for. And do a very fine job. We are ahead of schedule due to your crew and their labors. Oh my! Is that your car?"
Pat said " It was. But I was probably going to have trouble getting Mahmud inside it even before it's little alteration."
Patel frowned and said " And I saw how you were more concerned with my son than your car. And you didn't even know he was my son. My son."
Pat looked down at Mr. Patel, put his hand on his shoulder and said "It's just a thing. Why don't you go see to your son and we'll wait in the waiting room. You can tell us how he's doing."
Patel put his hand on Pat's shoulder and said " I see we only employee the finest people. Thank you Patrick."
They had sat in the waiting room for only fifteen minutes when a young man came up to them with keys in his hands and a clip board. He asked " Patrick Shaffer?" Pat said " Yes?" The guy said " Sign here. And here." Pat saw the Company logo so he started to sign, but before he could ask what was going on the kid said " And here." He handed Pat keys. Then he said " And your new bright red truck is in the parking lot where your car was. Mr Patel said He couldn't have a construction supervisor such as yourself driving around in a small car. I think he called your old one a sub-sub-compact. It sure looked like it when we towed it away." Pat was speechless and he followed the kid outside to find his brand new King cab truck. Pat said " Wow! " Mr Patel was in back of Mahmud and walked around him. He said " My son will be fine. Just a little knock to the head. He had been staying up late worrying about his mother. I get to take my family home in a few days." Pat couldn't help himself. He hugged Mr Patel " Thank you so much , Sir. I always wanted one of these. I thought I'd buy one when I got back to the States." Patel looked like he was telling a joke and said " Hopefully we'll have you here for a few more years. There are plans already for a second Palm Island. They are very happy with our work. And I am very happy with yours. Think about staying another few years. Besides, you're family now. No one worries about my son like that and isn't part of my family." Patel hugged Pat and touched Mahmud's shoulder , then went back into the hospital. Pat hugged Mahmud and completely missed the fact that he was less than a foot shorter than the seven and a half foot tall giant. He said " Let's go for a drive." Mahmud smiled and got in the passenger side and buckled in. Pat smiled but mumbled " I thought these things were roomier than the normal trucks." But he still was missing the change. They drove around Dubai for a while then went to the contractors office to see just where the dredge was sucking up material when Mahmud was pulled into the pumper. The lead man for the Dredge company knew Pat and let him look over the computer records from the previous day. Pat shook his head and stood up right next to Mahmud. Pat looked into Mahmud's eyes and said " You sure are solid." Mahmud smiled and rubbed his belly then his right nipple as he flexed his pec muscles. Pat licked his lower lip. Mahmud said " You also are a very substantial man." Pat rubbed his belly then looked down to find his shirt was too short. He mumbled " Damn shirt keeps shrinking." His friend Thom walked up and asked " Any help with the computer logs?" Pat turned to him and said " No. The dredged area is just the same as fifty other locations we've used for the fill material." Thom said " Hey you're wearing lifts now?" Pat frowned and then smiled. He lifted his tennis shoed foot and said " In tennis shoes? Thanks Thom. I'll see you with the other guys tomorrow night." Thom said " See ya big guy. Or should I now say Big guys?" Pat had a 'Yeah right' look on his face like Thom was having fun with Pat. They got to Pats truck and he finally noticed how tall he was compared to the truck. He crouched down and noticed that the truck was raised a good eight inches. Pat hadn't had any trouble bouncing right into the drivers seat. He stood up and looked shocked. He looked at Mahmud and the lights went on. His eyes got big and he pointed at Mahmud. He mimed a cork coming out of a bottle and he made a fizzing sound as he mimed a cloud forming above it. Then he crossed his arms and blinked as he nodded his head. Then he pointed at Mahmud again. Mahmud saw all this and pointed at himself and smiled. Then he nodded yes. Then Pat fainted straight backwards away from the truck. Pat came to in the contractors private office. He could hear Thom saying " ..And he weighs a lot more than a year ago. I had to drag his ass back to my place when that idiot from peru had some fermented Llama milk." Pat felt a cold cloth on his forehead and Mahmud's big hand on his chest. Mahmud said " Are you feeling better Pat?" Pat looked at mahmud and said " You heard my wish last night, didn't you?" Mahmud said " Yes, and started to grant it. You should have been as big as me last night when you got home. I don't understand why it's taking so long." Thom said " What's taking so long?" Mahmud turned and smiled and said " This is a very private conversation." Thom held up his hands and said " I get the hint. As long as Pat's alright you two take as long as you want." Just before he closed the door Thom said "The door does lock if you need it to." Pat threw the cloth at Thom but it missed and hit the door. Thom was one of the few guys in Dubai that knew Pat was gay. They agreed their wasn't the right chemistry for them to try anything. But they loved to get each other's goat, verbally. Mahmud sat on the floor next to the couch they had put Pat on. Pat laid on his side to look right at Mahmud. Pat looked over Mahmud's body. Mahmud straightened up and flexed a bit. Mahmud said " I am very happy you like my body. It's strange but you are the first man in a very very long time that admires my body and that I enjoy you doing it. It has been a very long time since I recall admiring my master's body as much as i admire yours." He started to reach out to touch Pat's growing erection then stopped himself. Like he was being presumptuous. He looked into Pat's eyes and the clasped his hand around Pats very very large dong. Pat had wanted that to happen since the first time he got lost in Mahmud's eyes. Mahmud unzipped Pat's pants and started to stroke Pats huge cock. Pat's eyes closed in pleasure and Mahmud's closed to half slits as a happy little kid look went across his face. It was like he was getting as much pleasure stroking Pat as Pat was getting stroked. Then Mahmud's deep bass voice softly said " May I taste you Pat?" Pat's eyes shot open and he slowly nodded yes. His hand reached out and caressed Mahmud's pearlescent white hair. Mahmud's tongue licked the side of Pats throbbing cock and flipped the jewel of pre-cum off of the tip. Mahmud sucked in the taste of Pat's cock honey like it was ambrosia. Mahmud could wait. He started to suck on Pat's thick dick. He would pull off and nuzzle Pats balls for a second , only to go back to milking Pats fat cock.. Pat was stroking Mahmud's head and rubbing an ear. Pat was loving Mahmud's head as much as his hands would let him. It didn't take long, half an hour? Then Pat's breathing caught and he said " I'm coming, love." Pat had been at the receiving end of some truly great orgasms. But Mahmud just caused real fireworks to go off in Pats head. At least that was how Pat would describe it for years to come. (pun intended) Pat pulled Mahmud's head up for a very long kiss. When they came up for air, they both had goofy grins on their faces. Mahmud had another wet cloth and he cleaned Pat before putting him back in his pants. Mahmud helped Pat stand up and Pat said " Well you must be a genii. My clothes fit now." And they did. For an eight foot tall man. Pat was now looking down at Mahmud and was much bigger in the muscle department. All Mahmud could say was " Oh dear." The End Part 2 I hope you liked this , so far. At least four more chapters. Any feedback will help extend it in ways you suggest. So...