Uncorked

Dear readers; here's the last chapter. I know I seem to just leave them hanging, but this one had an ending and so I've spoken it. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: This is a story of Fantasy, 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 3 by dymondbolt

Pat said " What is going on?" His muscles bunched and flexed as he looked at himself. All eight feet of himself.

Thom said " That's what I'm wondering, too? Steroids don't make you taller after thirty, Pat."

Pat and Mahmud looked to see Thom standing just inside the door. he said " You forgot to lock the door." He smiled up at Pat. Then he looked ad Mahmud and said " You aren't just some guy that got caught in the machinery, are you."

Mahmud shook his head no. Then he said " But I can't remember who I am." He pulled out the only remaining piece of his bottle.

He handed it to Thom and said " And this is all I have left of my bottle. My manacles are gone and my collar of service is gone, too. Allah has thrown me away."

Pat walked over and hugged Mahmud and looked angry as he said " Stop that. You are not a thing. You are alive. You are my friend. " Pat held him from the back and dipped his head over Mahmud's shoulder. He whispered into Mahmud's ear " And you are my lover."

Mahmud smiled through his shining eyes. He had been close to tears once again. Centuries of service and sudden freedom can unnerve the strongest of men or genii.

Mahmud said " Thank you Pat. I love you, too. And I have not felt that in such a very long time." They kissed and Thom waited a good two minutes before clearing his throat.

Thom said " So when did you decide to be so big, Pat. I always thought you looked hot at five foot nine."

Mahmud said " He wished to be my size. I do not know why he is still growing. At least his clothing is keeping up."

Thom walked over and lifted up the bottom of Pats loose shirt and got a good look at the truly massive pecs on Pat . Thom said " Wow. you do good work. But that's no fair. His clothes are supposed to be torn apart as he grows. everyone knows that."

Mahmud pulled the shirt down with a slight flash of jealousy. He told Thom " Perhaps he would like to walk around with out everyone seeing his manhood on display."

Thom stepped back a bit and looked up at pat with a little smile. He said " Perhaps."

Just then Pat seemed to be a little bit heavier as the construction trailer groaned. Thom said " And perhaps you'd like to leave my trailer before you start putting dents in the floor. I'd stick to concrete and steel until you can find a way to stop your expansion."

Pat an Mahmud smiled and waved from the truck as they left.

Mahmud said " Do you wish me to drive?"

Pat was hanging out the window just so he could still drive the truck. Pat said " Maybe soon but not this minute. I'm heading to the new cultural library they just opened. They may have some people who can help us."

By the time they got to the library and Pat started to open his door, it nearly popped of it's hinges. His bulk had been pressing on it all the way there. He handed the keys to Mahmud and said "I'll be riding in the bed of the truck when we leave."

Pat was attracting a bigger crowd than Mahmud and the head librarian Daoud Eskell herded them into a private room.

Daoud said " And how can I help the Giant of the Sands and his large friend?"

Pat said " He's the giant. I was five foot nine inches tall yesterday."

Daoud looked at Mahmud and Pat before he said to Mahmud " It's true what they were saying. You are a genii."

Mahmud looked very sad and said " But I can not remember my name. Or my past."

Pat said " I made a wish last night , to be his size and I'm still growing. Mahmud doesn't know why I haven't stopped."

Daoud looked shocked for a second. then he said " How very strange. Just yesterday an old friend of mine found an ancient journal from a Mahmud Al-Kuwaiti. It was proof of an old story of two brothers and a manservant. They call it the story of Mahmud, Yaqub and Sassoon."

Mahmud doubled over as if in great pain. He held his head. He cried out " No! No. No."

Pat held him as he crumpled to the ground. Pat said " Mahmud! What's wrong?"

Mahmud's eyes were rolling like a kaleidoscope, with every color in the rainbow. Daoud and Pat's eye's became very large, viewing this spectacle.

Mahmud kept shaking his head. He said " Father would not listen after I told him. I betrayed them both. I just wanted Sassoon to be punished. Father had them both executed. He cut off their heads. He put them on pikes on the city gates. I betrayed my brother out of jealousy. He said he would only love me. I caught them making love. I didn't even think what would happen. I was so angry at Yaqub. I betrayed my brother. I couldn't live with his head on that wall, day after day. I threw myself from that wall asking Allah and my brother for fogiveness."

Mahmud started to sob and rock back and forth.

Daoud said " And Allah in his wisdom made you a genii. and trapped you in a bottle for a worthy man who loved children to find you and be your master until he died and then you appeared to another man of similar kindness. Always to a man who protected children. For the story goes that is what you three men really were at the time of your betrayal. You were all only sixteen years of age. Almost men, but still set in childish ways. The story is one of Allah's ability to forgive and remind us to share our love with those we love. Jealousy killed three children. Salah Al-Kuaiti never had another son. he mourned his actions till the day he died. His younger brother, who loved him greatly, had begged him to reconsider his actions. But they had caught Yaqub and Sassoon in the act of love making. And Yaqub would not allow Sassoon to be executed for a crime he too was guilty of. Yaqub was quoted as saying " If Love is a sin, then two must be taken. For I love Sassoon as much as he loves me." They say his unwavering look of calm was what truly sent his father over the edge. As if he had done nothing wrong in Allahs Eye's. The story... I'm sorry. The truth is that they did nothing wrong in Allahs eye's. They cherished the love between them. And they never flaunted that love in public."

Mahmud said " No. They were pure. It was I that destroyed it. I betrayed my brother's love."

Mahmud started sobbing again. Daoud touched Mahmud and said " And you paid for it. Over and over again. Never feeling anything through the years. Thinking of yourself like a thing. Just a tool of Allah's Love and Kindness for lovers and children. Did not every Master you had fall hopelessly in ;love with you? And you could not feel a thing. Only regret when he died. For then your heart was free and you ached for decades until a new master was found for you. And your heart was frozen again."

Pat suddenly groaned and grew much larger. His clothes were slow but they kept up with his growth. He was suddenly over nine feet tall.

Mahmud said " Patrick what am I doing to you?" He looked at Daoud and said " How can I stop this? In a few days he will be unable to move. His size will kill him.Tell me what to do."

Daoud said " I have no idea. Perhaps you should pray to Allah. His compassion has moved mountains."

Pat groaned and he was even taller. He said " Mahmud, help me. I just found you. I don't want to loose you. I love you."

Mahmud stood up and grabbed Pat like he could keep him from growing by sheer strength and strength of will.

Mahmud cried out " Merciful Allah! Punish me! Don't punish the one I love! Forgive me. Don't take away my Patrick. Don't hurt my Love. I love him. I love him, too!"

Mahmuds arms suddenly glowed and Pat started to shrink and shrink until he was seven and a half feet tall. He held Mahmud as the glow died and he slumped into his arms.

Pat got scared and said " No, no, no. Mahmud, you're alright."

Mahmud groaned and came to. He looked into Pat's eye's as Pat smiled and said " I think you're forgiven."

They kissed and then Mahmud hugged Pat and said " Praise Allah."

They held each other for a very long time.