The Order Chapter 8

The Order

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental, or also used fictitiously.

Content warning: This story contains adult situations, language, and consensual sex between adult men. If said content is illegal in your state or country, please leave now and do not continue.

Chapter Eight

The next morning, Ken and Brad woke up at their regular time and went for a run and then to the Lab gym. After Ken's post-workout exam, by the time they got back home, showered, and had some breakfast it was almost 0900. They didn't have any clients scheduled for the day, so the plan was to stay at the house unless anyone called or needed them. The house was a wreck, and they planned to spend the morning knocking out chores.

While they cleared the table from breakfast Brad told Ken, "I'm going talk with Lane in a few minutes if he's available. Do you want `pool boy' or `clean house' duty to start?"

"I'll take `pool boy' `cause it's nice outside. If you aren't done talkin' with him by the time I'm finished, I'll get started inside."

"Sounds good. I'll see if they can be here for a late lunch and dinner, but we'll need to hit Publix for groceries before they come over."

"Okay, then you better get your Mental ass in gear and start talkin' while I clean the pool in record time. We've been sloppy, and it's gonna take a little longer `ta clean this pigsty of a house."

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Ken changed into swimming trunks and headed outside to clean the pool.

Brad sat on the couch and leaned his head back, taking a deep breath to relax and still his thoughts before calling out to Lane, careful not to make it too loud.

Lane?

After a slight pause, Lane responded, his voice crisp and clear in Brad's Mind.

Hey Brad, how's it hanging?

Is this a good time? If you're busy, I can get with you later.

Naw man, I'm good. Bry and I don't have any clients until tomorrow, so we're chilling at the house. We were going to call you guys in a bit and see if you wanted to get together later.

Great minds think alike. One of the reasons I wanted to talk to you is to see if you and Bryan want to come over for a late lunch and then we can cook some steaks for dinner once it cools off a little. The weather's supposed to be nice, so we can eat by the pool and catch up on stuff.

That sounds great. So, what else has been going on? You guys've been awfully quiet lately. Everything okay?

Yeah man, we're doing better than ever. We appreciate the space everyone's given us, but we were talking last night about how much we've missed spending time with you two and the other guys, and we want to get back in the loop. The other reason I want to talk to you specifically is to go over some things I've learned to do. You and I are a little ahead of the curve, and we should take advantage of learning from each other. I think you and me and the other guys need to start meeting and sharing, even training together, as far as this Mental stuff goes. I'm sure the doc has plans for us, but I'd like to get a jump on it. Just like Bry and Ken, we need to learn to adjust to our new abilities, and we can help each other over any speed bumps that come up.

Wow, Brad, you don't know how happy I am to hear you say that. Bry is super supportive, but he can't relate to some of this new shit, and he's getting frustrated not being able to help me like he thinks he should.

Yeah, that's the kind of stuff I'm talking about. Some of the things I've learned to do will help everyone a LOT, and I'm sure you've got some tricks up your sleeve too. I think it's time you, me, Ken, and Bryan all merge and completely Open up to one another. If you guys decide you don't want to, we'll understand, but I think that if we're going to move forward together, as a group, we need to do that. Once the four of us get it done, it'll be easier to convince the other guys to do it. Honestly, I can't see any of them not wanting to, but I know there'll be some nervousness.

Yeah, I think you're right Brad, I really do. I can't wait to see what you've learned. I've picked up a few things on my own too, so we can compare notes.

Let's see if we can do that now. It'll save time, and I've wanted to try more than just talking over distance anyways.

Alright, I'll let you take the lead. I'm Open.

Brad concentrated and slipped into Lane's Mind. Even though Lane was willing there was mild resistance, but Brad gently pushed through. It wasn't a `deep' merge, but it was deeper than Lane had been with anyone other than Bryan.

As their Minds touched, Brad was in awe of his friend. Lane's Mind was beautiful! For someone who tried so hard to show a tough exterior, he was a very gentle and caring person on the inside. And so creative!

How's that feel Lane?

Wow, this is amazing Brad. Damn! You're a smart fucker! And strong as shit.

Brad Opened his memories of the last few weeks showing Lane the details of the bank robbery, the Mental Constructs, and the Mall of Georgia incident with the little boy, Drew.

Holy shit!

Lane Opened his memories but didn't restrict anything, and Brad saw everything, including Lane and Bryan making out every night and a few times during the day.

Oh shit! You weren't supposed to see that!

Lane's embarrassment came through loud and clear.

Don't worry Lane! Once we merge completely, we'll see all that stuff anyways. You guys are fucking hot together just so you know. Seriously Lane don't be embarrassed. Here, take a look at this.

Brad shared he and Ken reliving the memories of their first time together.

Oh my God, man, that was beautiful!

Lane teared up from the emotional overspill of the shared experience between his two friends.

I had no idea you two had such a rough time back then. When we went through class together, I never had a clue how upset you were. I wish we would've known each other better so I could've helped you through that. Brad, I'm having a hard time putting how I feel into words, but I know you can feel what I mean. This type of sharing is fucking beautiful. I think this is the way people were meant to be, and somehow, we fucked it all up. Even though it stings a little at first, the freedom to be me is phenomenal.

Yeah, I know what you mean. As great as it is with me and Ken, or you and Bry, think of how much better it will be when all of us can have this together. I feel like we'll be making a huge step in getting to that point.

There was a lag in their conversation as they gave themselves a few minutes to rest in each other, enjoy their friendship, and learn more about each other. Even after a twenty-year friendship, there were many things neither man knew about the other. Neither of them was consciously aware of the wetness in their eyes, an outward expression of the intimate bond they shared as friends and Brothers.

Fuck I could spend all day like this. To borrow a phrase from Ken, I thought the outside was nice to look at, but fuck me, Lane, your Mind is a beautiful place to be. Alright, we need to keep things moving if you guys are going to make it over, so let me take a peek at what you've been up to.

The difference between their development was surprising. Lane had tried things Brad never even considered.

Lane, I'm impressed. What you've accomplished so far is astounding, and mostly different from what I've been doing. This makes me wonder if we can all do the same things or not. Obviously, we can talk to one another, but I bet some of us will be better at certain things than others. Like that song you wrote; that probably saved our lives. We can never repay you for that.

At the time, I didn't know what I was doing, and it was frustrating as hell. But the doc said I needed to let my unconscious Mind work it out. I'm not sure, but that song might have been a one-time gig. I haven't had anything like that happen since. It was kind of scary, to be honest. I felt like I was a conduit for something I didn't have any control over.

Yeah, I bet. Don't worry though, we'll figure it out together. We aren't in this alone anymore, especially now. I know if we stick together, we'll be fine.

Brad continued looking and getting comfortable in Lane's presence. His Mind was well organized but in an odd, creative way. It was nothing like Brad's, but once he understood it, everything made perfect sense.

Brad did a double take when he saw the next memory.

Holy shit Lane! You can Heal?!

Yeah pretty cool, huh? A few weeks ago, I cut myself in the kitchen, and it was an instinctive reaction. It hurt like a mother, and when I'm in pain I don't like getting fucked by Bry. It's pretty much the only time I don't like that beast on top of me, but I know his juice is lifeblood to me, so I sort of borrowed some Mentally. I can do it intentionally now, and it has its effect on him, but of course he doesn't mind. He's like a mother hen when I get hurt. For such a big rough looking stud, Bry's a real teddy bear on the inside once you know him like I do.

You know man, I think we all are. Ken and I have been talking a lot about this stuff. As partners, and as a Team, we need to be a refuge for one another and protect ourselves. The doc has given us some great advice on how to handle it all, but it's hard to be around ordinary people now. I hate having to keep barriers up all the time except for when Ken and I are alone, or with you guys. It's painful listening and seeing all the lies and ugliness in people out in public. The brokenness is the worst; it physically hurts. We need to be a Shield for one another and keep each other healthy and grounded. That's why I want to start a new training group with you, me, Bill, Darren, and Loy. Ken and the others will have to be involved too; like with your Healing trick, it looks like we can't do that on our own. I'll talk to the doc about all this and see what he thinks before I move forward.

Alright man, sounds like you're on top of things as usual. I can't wait to get over there. Hey Brad, I know you can feel this but I need to say it, buddy. You're an amazing man, and I can see why Ken is head over heels in love with you. I'm so glad you're my Brother and in my life... and my head!

Thanks, Lane. You know I feel the same way. Now to borrow another phrase from Ken, it's time to shut off the waterworks and get things rolling here at the house before you guys come over.

Lane laughed and thought: Okay, bud. Do you want us to bring anything?

Thanks, but we're good. We're going to head to Publix after we clean this pigsty of a house and we'll get everything. We also want to plan a cookout later this week or next weekend and have everybody over. It's been a while, and the last one was a bit too action filled and stressful.

Yeah, you can say that again! Alright, Brad, I'm going to help Bry in the garage.

Oh, yeah! Bring your guitar, if you don't mind?

Sure thing. See you shortly and just give me a holler if you need to until we show up. Jesus man I love this stuff. Fuck AT&T, Sprint, and Verizon, I have like five bars in my head all the time, and we don't get dropped!

Brad laughed at Lane's comment.

Okay Lane, c'ya in a bit.

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Brad went out to the backyard as Ken was finishing up the pool. It was already hot outside, and his darkly tanned skin glowed with a fine sheen of sweat in the bright sunshine. It was just enough to make his muscles look extra hot, and his new sunglasses made him look that much sexier.

Ken looked over and saw Brad coming out of the sliding glass doors, and noticed two things right away. Brad's eyes were red and fresh tear trails showed on his face, and he had a huge erection tenting his shorts.

Ken reached out with his Mind even as he physically moved to Brad, instinctively pulling him into a tight hug.

What's wrong B?

Brad kissed him on the cheek and hugged him back, loving the feel of his warm body and rough, stubble-covered cheek.

Everything's fine Ken. Lane and I just shared some things, and it was awesome but emotional. I didn't realize I was crying until I got up. Fuck Ken, he's got a beautiful Mind. I can't wait for us to merge with him and Bryan.

Brad pulled Ken deeper and shared most of what he and Lane talked about.

Ken shook his head and said, "This is all gonna take some gettin' used to."

He pulled back enough to grip Brad's shoulders and held him at arm's length. Looking down at the tent in Brad's shorts he asked with a grin, "So what caused that? I'll be glad to help but it may have to be a quickie, we need `ta get movin'."

Brad laughed and said, "You'll never guess in a million years! When Lane and I first shared, he's not used to Shielding, and I got an eyeful of him and Bryan making out for the last few weeks. They're smoking hot together."

Ken got that little kid grin on his face and said "No shit!? You are so sharin' that with me! You can make a theater with a bed in it, and we can watch them on IMAX and fuck like rabbits while we watch."

"Damn Ken, I like your thinking, but I think we need to wait until after we've gone deeper with them. I don't want to hurt their feelings."

"Yeah, you're right. But I can't wait!"

"Me, either!" Brad laughed.

"Alright, let's get the house straightened up and head out."

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Just as they finished unloading the groceries, Bryan and Lane pulled into the driveway. Bryan, ever the cook, took charge of marinating the steaks and putting lunch together. Brad stayed in the kitchen to help Bryan, and Lane and Ken went out to the pool. In no time, they were all enjoying good food, beer, and great weather. It was another hot day, so after getting the dishes put away, everybody jumped in the pool to cool off.

Brad broke out the net, and they played a few sets of water volleyball. When they tired of that, Lane wanted to play chicken, so Bryan and Ken were the horses with Lane and Brad on their shoulders. They laughed and roughhoused like teenagers and worked up a serious appetite. It was a pleasant, relaxing afternoon for all of them.

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Around 1700, they were lounging around the backyard, still getting sun or just sitting around being lazy. Brad went into the house to take a leak and decided it was a good time to move forward with his idea. Sticking his head out the sliding glass doors, he hollered, "Hey guys! Can you all come into the kitchen?"

As they came in, Brad had the chairs around the kitchen table pulled out and the table cleared off.

"Everybody take a seat."

"Alright guys, Ken and I have wanted to take this step with you two for a while now, but the opportunity hasn't come up. I say there's no time like the present. I think it's time the four of us, as two couples, merge completely. I know we've talked about it, but does anyone have any reservations? It's going to be a shock, but I think it will be amazing."

Lane seemed excited but looked at Bryan to gauge his reaction.

Bryan seemed calm and in his deep, gravelly voice said, "I'm ready if you sissies are."

Ken smiled and said, "Okay B, start the magic, and hold onto your hats guys."

Brad said, "Everybody join hands. Touching each other makes it even better."

Brad merged with Ken first, and the two of them relaxed into each other.

"Lane, you and Bry merge next. You've already done this between the two of you, so just go there and give yourselves a minute."

Brad and Ken noticed the expression on their faces change immediately. As Lane and Bryan settled into one another, their countenance became still and peaceful, almost serene. Their love and devotion towards one another calmed them and they both had a hint of a smile on their handsome faces. They wrapped their Minds around one another, sinking into the intimacy between them.

Brad and Ken immediately became aware of the depth of love their two Brother's shared. Unshielded, it emanated from them like a beacon. They were surprised it was so apparent, but they had never been around anyone else connected in that way, and Brad wondered if he and Ken radiated the same feeling.

Brad felt the smile in his Mind as his deep voice thought: You do. You two fuckers are hot together when you do that. That's what made us want to try it.

Brad: Alright guys, here we go.

Unlike the first time he and Ken merged when he had no idea what he was doing, Brad gently brought the four of them together.

As expected, it was both harsh and beautiful. Lane and Bryan shared a beautiful Soul. Bryan had a strong, deep-seated strength of character and for such a big, gruff-looking man, he was full of love and compassion for his friends. Of all the team, he was the quietest and the shyest and by far the gentlest. Lane was more whimsical, full of laughter and music. His Mind was creative, and he filtered everything through that part of his brain. He and Bryan seemed made for one another.

The biggest shock to Ken and Brad was how much smarter Bryan was than he let on. He was a quiet, observant man, and contemplative, but shy and rarely said what he thought, not wanting to impose his opinion unwanted or unasked on anyone else. It hurt Bryan when he wanted to share his thoughts, but people overlooked him, thinking he was dumb or his opinion didn't matter. Ken found himself guilty of that and never realized how much he hurt his friend in the past.

Transgressions existed between all of them; apologies and forgiveness followed, and the bonds between them grew. The strength of love between them as Brothers was equally as powerful and profound as the love they shared with their partners. The tears of joy were just as hot, and the devotion, support, and loyalty equally strong. The intimacy they shared was almost excruciating, but at the same time none of them wanted it to end.

The merge took mere seconds and Brad brought them back out, still together just not as deeply. Their handsome faces smiled and their eyes filled with tears.

As their eyes opened, each was making comments under his breath.

Ken said, "Holy shit, guys."

Lane said, "You two are beautiful."

Bryan smiled, giving everyone a Mental hug, and squeezing Lane's and Ken's hands tightly.

Brad said, "That was so much more than I was prepared for guys. You two are incredible."

It took some time for everyone to come down from the emotional high they just experienced. Ken made a point to get up and give Bryan a long bear hug that lasted nearly a minute. He pulled Lane in as well, and Lane pulled Brad into the mix. On top of the comfort it brought, it gave them all the extra time they needed to recover.

Their nearly naked bodies squeezed together and the warmth and comfort of their skin matched the emotional closeness. Their friendship took on a new level of depth and meaning, and none of them wanted to let go.

Brad, ever the practical one, finally said, "I'm starving, let's get dinner started!"

Reluctantly, they broke apart and started getting everything ready.

None of them knew it, but the bonds they built that day would only get stronger with time and would carry them through trials and tribulations for centuries to come.

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For the rest of the evening they remained Linked, continuing to deepen their friendship, knowledge, and awareness of one another. If the neighbors could see, it would have looked strange to see the four men moving about the house and backyard, not saying anything, but occasionally laughing or exchanging facial expressions or gestures.

Bryan took charge of grilling the steaks and the rest of the food. Ken put two cases of beer in a big cooler with ice and took it outside, so they didn't have to keep going back into the house.

It was too hot to use the fire pit, so they lit the bug candles and sat around the pool, drinking and going over everything that had been happening to all of them, and sharing thoughts and expressions of what they just experienced together. It was a special time spent in each other's Minds, relishing the closeness and the sense of freedom it brought.

As they sat down to eat, Ken, Brad, and Lane felt a touch of apprehension and embarrassment coming from Bryan. Lane put his hand on the big ball of Bryan's shoulder and asked: Bry, what's the matter?

Bryan's Mental voice sounded hesitant, almost timid.

I'd like to ask you guys something.

Ken piped in: Bryan, buddy, after everythin' we just shared, you know there's nothin' you can't ask.

Lane stood and moved behind Bryan's chair, wrapping his arms around Bryan's thick shoulders and upper chest in a hug. He pulled Bryans head back against him and kissed the top of his head.

Bry, what's up? You're in the safest place in the world man. Let it out.

Would you guys mind if we said Grace before we eat? After today all this has reminded me how much I have to be thankful for; for Lane being in my life and for you two sissy fuckers. The rest of the guys too. I wish they were here.

Ken smiled and thought: Bry that's a great idea. I wish I'd thought of it.

Ken asked gently, "Do you wanna start, or would you rather me do it?"

"I'll do it... Let's hold hands."

Bryan grabbed Ken and Lane in a firm forearm grip. Lane and Ken did the same to Brad, so they formed a circle.

"I only know the Lord's Prayer. I remember it from when I was a boy."

"That's perfect."

Bryan took a deep breath, and through their Mental touch they all closed their eyes and lowered their heads, and said the words together, "Our Father, who art in Heaven..."

Their voices spoke in unison, expressing their thankfulness for their lives together and the depth of love they felt for their partners, the doctor, and their absent Brothers.

As the prayer came to an end, a light Mental breeze brushed over their Minds. Each of them thought it was tied to the emotions running between them. None of them could yet see the large robed figure of a man, crouched in the den looking at them. A cowl covered most of his face and the only thing visible was a strong square chin.

"Amen."

Beneath the cowl, the corners of his mouth lifted in an almost imperceptible smile of approval, and he vanished.

The four men were silent for another moment, and when they opened their eyes Bryan was smiling, and said, "Thanks, guys. Let's dig in, I'm starving."

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After the dishes were cleaned up, everybody went outside to sit by the pool and relax. Lane pulled out his guitar and started tuning it. Brad noticed when Lane closed his eyes and struck a chord, he felt it in his Mind.

"Lane? I'm not sure if you're aware of it, but I can hear that in my head. Actually, I can feel it more than I can hear it."

"Really? I didn't realize I was doing that. I'll learn to put a cap on it."

"No, let it go; I like it."

Lane took some requests and played for about an hour; Bryan occasionally sang with him if he knew the words. They heard Lane's voice in their Minds as well as their ears, and he shared his love of music with them while he played. Bryan was used to it, and they saw how proud he was of Lane and his talent, but the new sensation enthralled Ken and Brad. It was another facet of their friend that made him unique to them.

Lane finally said, "I have one more, and then we probably need to hit the road. I've been building what I call my `Bryan List.' It's songs I find where the lyrics mean something special to me and how I feel about my man here."

Bryan turned red and with a sheepish grin asked, "You aren't going to embarrass me are you, Little Buddy? You got me worried here."

Lane laughed and said, "Big guy, if me loving you embarrasses you, then I'm putting you on high alert because you are about to turn red as a beet. I've got quite a few of these in my head, but I want to use them on special occasions. It's no secret how we feel about each other, especially after today, so why not express it, and what better place than with our best friends?

Lane played `Time in a Bottle' by Jim Croche.

He played the song through once with no words, and from the second he started playing something in them stirred. Lane played with his eyes closed and an intense look on his face. His love for Bryan permeated the music, and it washed through them, stirring emotions. They flew outside themselves, their Souls uplifted and carried by the music. The song was different from those Lane played earlier. This one had a special meaning to him, and the effect was far more powerful and profound.

The second time through Lane sang the lyrics, and by the end of the song, not only was Bryan beet red, tears fell unashamedly down his cheeks. Brad and Ken had tears in their eyes as well. Lane carried them with him through the music, and he pulled them into his heart and his love for Bryan.

Just as Lane finished the song, a voice from the shadows by the gate, dripping with contempt said, "Pathetic."

They all jumped in surprise. Neither Bryan nor Ken heard anyone come through the gate and the alarm system hadn't chirped from the motion detectors.

A well-dressed man, with black slacks, shiny black shoes, and a black sports coat stood just inside the gate. He was outside the light coming through the sliding glass doors, in the shadows next to the house. He wore a fedora low on his brow making it difficult to see his eyes. Something about him made everyone feel uneasy.

Ken spoke up, "Sir, can I help you? This is a private party, and I think you have the wrong house."

"I know exactly where I am and who you are, Captain Habersham, or should I say, Captain Dutcher. I must say you look very young and fit for a man of your age. All of you do. It's most unnatural."

Lane's emotional sensitivity, still amped up from the song and where it took him, gave him a bad feeling about the man. Whoever he was, Lane knew he didn't have their best interests at heart. Lane's iPhone lay on the ground near his beer, and he unobtrusively reached down to call the doctor on speed dial in case they needed help.

"I'm afraid you will find you have no signal at the moment, Lane Weaver. Besides, the doctor won't be able to help you."

Brad spoke up, not liking the man's tone or the fact he knew who they were, "Who are you?"

"No need to worry that handsome face of yours Brad Wilson. Who I am is not important; who I represent is. You and your other `test subjects' are abominations, and any interference with our plans will not be tolerated. I'm here to warn you... stay out of our business, or you will be very, very sorry."

Ken had heard enough and moved towards the man, intending to escort him through the gate and off their property, but as soon as he got within five feet the man made a backhanded motion, and Ken flew back like he had been struck by a powerful blow. Bryan caught Ken midair, or he would have gone straight into the pool.

Brad shouted, "Ken!"

"Foolish, but expected. I am beyond any of you."

Brad immediately thought: Are you alright?

His concern for Ken flooded their Link.

I'm fine B. He caught me off guard, but it won't happen again. He hits like a girl.

Ken hold back. Lane, Link with Bryan and then merge with me. I'm going to need your help.

Lane and Bryan joined with him, and their strength flowed into him as their Minds came together, available for Brad to draw from. Ken and Brad were both surprised at the anger coming from Bryan. As gentle as he was, one of the few things Bryan would not tolerate was a friend or loved one being hurt. He was breathing heavy and his eyes had a steely, dangerous look to them.

Brad's unconscious Mind put the clues together and what was happening dawned on him. With what the man did to Ken, coupled with his sudden appearance... it made sense.

Looking at the man Brad said, "That was a cheap shot, and I don't think it's going to work again. You're going to leave, NOW, and you aren't coming back."

Brad's defiance angered the man and his eyes turned white as he said, "You have no idea who you are dealing with."

The man raised his hands and a ring of fire erupted from the ground encircling the four men. The sudden, intense heat burned against their bare skin, and within seconds the fire thickened and grew higher until it was a wall around them. The fire blocked their view, and they could no longer see the stranger.

Brad was ready, hoping he had figured out what was happening. If he was wrong someone was about to get seriously hurt. Brad stretched out his palm, his face calm and focused and, Ken, Lane, and Bryan all felt a wave of Power come from him and the wall of fire vanished!

Brad was relieved his intuition proved right, and he smirked slightly.

"Yeah, I thought so you bastard. My turn."

Brad drew strength from Ken and his two Brothers. They were ready, giving no outward sign they felt anything. Brad noted their surprise and concern at what was happening, and he sent out a quick thought: Don't worry guys let me handle this, and I'll explain in a few. Lane get ready to back me up if I need it.

Brad's eyes turned white, and a strong gust of wind came out of nowhere blowing the man's hat off his head as lightning flashed across the sky, lighting up the backyard. Thunder rumbled ominously, shaking the house, and Brad turned his face skyward, his handsome features still and calm. A bolt of lightning, thick and powerful, struck the ground right in front of the man, blowing him off his feet against the brick wall of the house. The crack of thunder that came with it was deafening, and their ears rang. Ken and Bryan, with their enhanced senses, felt the air crackling with electricity and the barometric pressure change. All of their eyes were wide, looking at Brad and wondering what was going on.

The man picked himself up, his face a mask of anger, and clothes smoking.

"You will pay for that insolence!"

"Yeah, whatever, douchebag. In case there was any doubt, I didn't miss. Consider that a warning shot. The next one will hit you, and it will be a lot harder and a lot more powerful. I don't think your body would appreciate that, wherever it is. Now get the hell out of here. Go back to whoever you work for and tell them that we hear your message loud and clear and tell them to fuck off."

Just for theatrics, Brad caused another crack of thunder overhead, startling the man. He flinched and crouched, expecting another bolt of lightning. He glared at them with hate-filled eyes, making eye contact with each of them. They had seen hate during their time in Syria running missions, but what they saw in the man's eyes was something deeper. It wasn't just hate, it was evil.

He reached for their Minds, but Brad was ready and had a Shield around them. Lane backed him up, and the Shield flared even brighter. With a frustrated grunt, the man straightened his jacket and vanished.

Lane let out a "Holy fuck, Brad! How did you do that?"

They visibly relaxed when the man disappeared but were still wary.

Brad replied, "None of this is real. We're in a Construct. I'm not sure when he pulled us in. He's strong and very smooth, but I figured out what was going on. Get ready, I can get us out of here, but it might sting a bit."

Brad drew energy from Lane's Mind, while Ken and Bryan felt it coming from their bodies. They felt tight like high pressure from a deep dive, and then the backyard shattered like a mirror. For a split second they were disoriented and then they were all sitting where they were moments before, Lane with his guitar in his lap.

Ken looked at Brad and said, "Fuck me, Brad, I'm so hot for you right now. You're amazin'! How the hell did you figure out what was happenin'?"

"As soon as he hit you without touching you, it clicked in my brain that it couldn't be real. That, and his sudden appearance without setting the motion sensors off. It was a chance, but it felt right. No one can throw my man around like that in the real world, so it had to be an illusion. I think we caught him by surprise, and he didn't expect us to be as far along as we are. I don't want to think about meeting him again until we've had time to brush up on our skills."

"You are exactly right, Brad."

Everyone spun around again, to see another man standing inside the gate. Ken and Bryan took up a defensive posture in front of Lane and Brad.

The man put his hands up in a placating gesture.

"No need for that my friends. I'm not with Them. I'm on your side, or I hope I soon will be. My name is Albrecht."

Ken let out a frustrated exclamation.

"Is there a convention here no one told me about?"

Brad was irritated and on edge after what they just experienced, and said, "Look, I don't know who you are, but you need to leave."

"If you wish me to leave, I most certainly will, but I think we should talk first. It would be a shame to waste this opportunity. I must say, Brad that was most impressive for what little training you've had so far. Very well done."

Something about Albrecht's voice jogged Ken's memory, and he could swear he had heard Albrecht's voice before.

"B, wait. I think I know him."

"Ah, so you recognize me? I wasn't sure if you would. We've met before Ken. A few months ago I was in your Mind, although you were in a coma at the time. It was at the Laboratory, while you were recovering from your encounter with that nasty vile creature."

Brad's stomach knotted briefly at the mention of the creature that almost killed him and Ken.

"How do you know about that?"

"I was with you that night. I was not able to see Aaron, but I left him a note. I cannot break his trust by telling you everything that happened, other than that I was present for a short time. Just like then, our Enemy overstepped the Rules, and by doing so, they have allowed me to intervene a second time. I would not say this is fortunate, except it allows me to speak with you directly for a short time. I would have helped you tonight, but you didn't seem to need it."

It dawned on Ken who the man was.

"Oh my God, B, guys, this is the doc's partner."

Everyone was stunned when they realized who Albrecht was. Brad, remembering their conversation with the doctor and how much he missed Albrecht, asked him, "Can you see the doctor? Now? Tonight? Even for a little while? Can we get him here?"

Albrecht's eyes betrayed his emotions, closing tight, and a pained look crossed his face.

"No, Brad, but thank you for thinking of us. Aaron and I have some time yet before we can be together again. We are not permitted to make contact with one another."

Brad was getting pissed off from the events of the night, but mostly from not understanding everything that was going on. Letting his anger go he said, "Fuck that, Albrecht! You won't make contact, I will."

Brad closed his eyes and shouted for the doctor.

Doc!

Bradford?! What is wrong? Why are you contacting me this way?

Doc, I need you to trust me on this. Link with me now ...please.

Bradford, I do not understand...

Doc, please.

Brad concentrated and formed a Construct of the Lab in his Mind. The doctor appeared in front of him looking irritated.

"Doc, I'm sorry, but there isn't a lot of time. I'll be right back."

Brad disappeared as the doctor opened his mouth to ask him what was going on. Brad opened his eyes to look at Albrecht.

"Albrecht, can you please Link with me? Just on the surface. I know you have things I'm not supposed to see or know about, but this is important."

"I'm not sure..."

Brad reached out and gave Albrecht a gentle, Mental tug. He doubted he could force Albrecht into a Link if he wasn't willing. Time wasn't on their side, and Brad felt it had to be now, or it wasn't going to happen.

"Please, Albrecht, trust me."

Albrecht relented and entered Brad's Mind. Just like the doctor, Brad felt how strong and gentle Albrecht was, and he carried the same intense loneliness and sorrow. He and Albrecht appeared in front of the doctor, and the two men stared in shock at one another, not knowing what to say. Neither of them was prepared for it. It had been nearly a hundred years since they stood face to face, or in this case Mind to Mind, and they were caught off-guard from the suddenness of it.

Brad smiled and said, "I'll give you two some privacy."

Brad opened his eyes to see everyone staring at him.

Ken said, "B, I sure hope you know what you're doin'."

"They deserve this, Ken. I don't care about some old-school penance about not being together. I think this is a technicality about letting them be together, and I don't want them in trouble. If there's fallout from this, I'm willing to take the blame."

"B, you continue `ta amaze me. I love you so much."

Ken, standing behind Brad, pulled him back in a hug.

Bryan spoke up, his eyes wide with amazement after everything he just witnessed.

"We need to come over here more often. It's boring at our place."

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Everyone sat, quiet and subdued, thinking over events of the evening. Ken moved Albrecht's body into the house and put him on the couch. After a few minutes Albrecht and the doctor left Brad's Construct.

Brad knelt beside Albrecht as he opened his eyes asking, "Sir, are you alright?"

"I'm more than alright, Brad."

Albrecht sat up with tears in his eyes and squeezed Brad's hands firmly in gratitude.

"Thank you for that. You should not have done it, and I hope there are no ramifications to any of you. I do not think there will be. Technically my superiors have no authority over you at this time. I still don't know if there will be for Aaron and myself, but if so I'm willing to face them."

"Is the doc okay? Should we head over to the Lab?"

"He is well; however, I think he would appreciate solitude for the moment."

"So how is it that you're able to talk to us now? You said that that guy overstepped his bounds? I think it's time we knew a little more about what's going on."

"I wish I could answer your questions more clearly Brad, but at this time I cannot disclose too much information. To put it simply, I belong to a group known as The Order. We face The Enemy, and you met one of their agents tonight. Rules govern our fight. The man tonight overstepped himself by attacking you directly, allowing me to step in as a measure of Balance. If he had not done that, I would not be able to converse with you."

"What are we involved in?"

"I'm afraid Aaron must answer your questions. The time I had to spend with you was taken up by my visit with Aaron, and now I must leave. I have said all I can for the moment, although there is one last thing I wish to leave you with. Tell Aaron of this, and he will know what to do when the time is right."

Albrecht raised his hands to the center of his chest and put his forefingers and his thumbs together to form a diamond. Much to their amazement, a small ball of light appeared between his hands. It floated gently in the air giving off a warm, pleasant glow. Holding out his palm, the ball of light followed his hand. His brow furrowed in concentration and the ball split into four smaller pieces. Each ball slowly floated over in front of each of the men and hovered inches from their foreheads.

"Do not be afraid."

The little balls of light went into their foreheads and disappeared, the only sensation was a slight sense of warmth and comfort where it touched their skin. Their eyes were wide in surprise.

Albrecht lowered his hands as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened.

"I cannot thank you enough for what you did for Aaron and me tonight. It was dangerous, and there still might be repercussions."

Brad took a deep breath, clearly not understanding what just happened.

"I'm more than willing to pay that price, Sir, if there is one. I don't understand everything yet, and may not for a while, but my gut tells me you don't deserve whatever is keeping you apart."

"Unfortunately Brad, that is not for you or me to decide. Rest assured I will be close at hand. Given The Enemy's boldness tonight, we must assume they will attack again. Although you surprised them tonight, do not count on it again. Aaron must accelerate your training if you are to remain safe."

"We'll see him tomorrow morning, sir."

Albrecht stood and one by one he gripped their forearms as he readied himself to depart.

"Until we meet again."

They didn't notice him leave, but suddenly he was gone from the room.

They looked at one another, not knowing what to say or how to react.

Lane gave a wistful sigh and said, "Damn. I feel like we got a visit from Emperor Palpatine and Obi-Wan on the same night."

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After gathering his guitar Lane and Bryan left for home, and a few minutes later Ken and Brad sat on the couch in the den. Brad leaned forward and rubbed his face in his hands. He looked tired, and Ken scooted back saying, "Hey B, lay down and put your head in my lap."

Brad did as Ken instructed and let out a contented sigh. Ken started running his fingers through Brad's short blond hair, lightly rubbing his forehead and temples.

"You're amazin', B. I know I've said it a lot lately, but you were badass tonight. I'm proud of you."

"I just wish I knew what the hell I was doing, or what's going on. I want to know who these guys are, and what we're caught up in."

Ken continued his ministrations with one hand, while his other hand ran through the hair on Brad's chest.

Brad moaned and said, "Fuck, your hands feel good Ken."

Brad inhaled deeply, breathing in the strong scent of Ken's body, a mixture of his natural scent, chlorine from the pool, and sweat. Brad closed his eyes with a lazy smile as Ken's warm hands touched him, roaming over his body, lulling him into a state of relaxed tranquility.

Brad was so comfortable he didn't want to move, content to let Ken touch him however and wherever he wanted. After a while, Ken pulled him up, so Brad's back rested against his chest. Ken wrapped his arms snuggly around Brad and held their bodies together, nestling his chin over Brad's shoulder so their cheeks were touching. He encircled Brad with his legs, wrapping him up.

There was no better feeling in the world to either one of them than the touch of their skin and the feel of their bodies resting against one another. Brad pulled their Minds together so they could be intimate on both levels. The love, support, admiration, and comfort they held for one another blended in with the physical sensations, turning both of them on even more.

Ken whispered in Brad's ear, "Fuck, B, I love you so much. I know I keep sayin' it, but I can't help myself."

Ken nibbled on Brad's ear and neck, and his hands sensually roamed over Brad's stomach and chest. Brad let Ken have his way for a few minutes before rolling over, so their chests pressed tightly against one another. Ken spread his legs wide, positioning himself so their dicks pressed together.

Brad started a passionate kiss that stoked the fires already smoldering between them. Each had his arms wrapped around the other, caressing the muscles up and down their backs. By that time, both their trunks had a wet spot showing. The kiss seemed to go on forever until Brad finally broke it off.

"I need to back off."

"What's wrong with that B? Don't hold back. We got all night, and we both know we got more than one load in us."

Ken pulled Brad back into his embrace and reached down to get their trunks off. Both of them were leaking precum, and when their dicks were released their stomachs soon became a slick muscled surface to grind against. They both let the sensations build without holding back, their tongues wrestling in union with their grinding, their erections sliding and moving against each other, their breathing almost frantic as their excitement increased.

Brad finally pulled back from their kiss and moaned, "Oh fuck Ken, Ohhhhh!"

He clung to Ken with all his strength, his entire body flexed and tightened with pleasure as a powerful orgasm wracked his body. He buried his head in the nook of Ken's shoulder, shuddering with contractions as his load shot between them.

Ken was on the edge, and as soon as Brad started shooting the sight and emotions of his reaction triggered his own orgasm. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful. He held Brad against him, squeezing as tight as he knew Brad could stand, knowing the limits because of their bond. Their orgasms went on for almost a minute, and they held one another the entire time, lost in their physical and Mental intimacy.

They lay together for a while, kissing and touching; enjoying the post-orgasmic pleasure before they continued. Brad kissed his way down Ken's chest to his stomach and licked up the combined cum spread between their bodies. He felt stronger as he absorbed Ken's DNA, and once he was charged up, Brad let Ken take him as hard as he wanted for as long as he wanted. Their bedroom reeked of sweat and sex so strongly they had to shower and change the sheets before they could fall asleep.

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Over the next week, Brad and Ken worked on a new set of training programs for the Team. With input from the doctor, Brad outlined a series of Mental disciplines designed to sharpen their abilities, strengthen them, and use them in combat, either singly or as a group. As couples their abilities were enhanced when they were together, which made them realize the doctor's mandate about traveling alone wasn't just for physical protection. Ken was stronger when Brad was around and vice versa. It was a side effect they hadn't noticed before, hardly ever being apart.

Bill, Loy, and Darren made excellent progress, rapidly closing the gap between themselves and Brad and Lane. It quickly became apparent they shared a core group of abilities, like telepathy. All of them could make basic Constructs, but none of them came close to Brad on size or complexity. All of them could Heal to some degree, but none of them as well as Lane. Brad was sure over time each of them would find their niche as they grew stronger and practiced.

Over the next month, all of them merged with one another as couples and as a group, and as Brad predicted, it changed every aspect of their lives and abilities. They thrived in the time spent together, and their friendships, already tight, deepened to an entirely new level. The love they had for one another as Brothers became a haven and sanctuary for each of them to fall back on when needed.

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Everyone was surprised and intrigued when they received an email from the doctor for a mandatory meeting on Saturday morning at 1000. He asked them not to eat anything the morning of the meeting but didn't explain why.

As usual, everyone arrived early. With all of them being retired military, their work ethic was exemplary and ingrained for life. The mood was light-hearted, and all the guys joked around, hanging shit on one another in fun as they waited for the meeting to start. They were all big men, and the conference room seemed small once everyone was seated around the table. When the doctor entered the room, they fell silent.

For a moment he stood at the lectern, silently making eye contact with each of them. He noted how handsome they were, how perfect. He helped with that to some degree, but he selected them carefully based on their DNA, and he only improved on what they already were.

He was quiet long enough for some of the men to look questioningly at one another, wondering what was going on. Finally, he squared his shoulders and with both hands gripping the edge of the lectern he broke the silence.

"It has been a long road my sons, and some years since we started this journey together. I find it necessary to apologize, for while I have not lied to you, and never will, there is much you still do not know or understand.

"Recent events have accelerated matters far sooner than I would have liked. It was my hope you would have years yet before being thrust into what we now face. I wanted you to have many more years of peace and growth. Your lives are just beginning, and it is always a father's wish for their sons not to grow up too quickly."

The doctor hung his head, his shoulders slumping as he paused to collect his thoughts. With a heavy sigh, he continued, "But, that is not to be. Nearly twenty years ago when I selected you for the Program, you were all in the Military and exemplary soldiers, already the best of the best, and willing to sacrifice your lives for your country. Because of that, I was perhaps, presumptuous. You see when I selected you it was, in reality, for a much Greater and Higher Purpose.

"Even though you stopped physically aging with the first changes, I have seen you grow and mature into amazing men. You have surpassed my wildest hopes and dreams, and I love each and every one of you as if you were my own, and I am proud of you.

"However, after you hear what I have to say, if you wish to leave I will understand. As I have learned in my own life decisions and actions have consequences, but I can help mitigate yours if you choose to leave."

It was deathly silent in the room, and all eyes were on the doctor. Everyone looked at him intently, wondering what he could possibly say that would cause any of them to break from the Team and abandon what they now shared.

"If you choose to stay, you will embark on a further journey, one that you cannot walk away from once you have made your choice."

He paused again to let the importance of what he was about to say sink in.

"On the night Kenneth forced his confrontation with the creature, I told him I was not permitted to be present. We have never discussed this, and up to this point there has been no need, but I do report to a Higher Authority. It is now time for me to divulge the truth to you about my intent in bringing all of you to this point.

"A war exists that few on earth are aware of; a war over the Fate of Mankind. I serve, and am dedicated to, one side of this War. I am a member of an ancient Brotherhood known as The Order, and if you choose to stay, you will be as well."

"For thousands of years, our Purpose has been to protect mankind and his Free Will. Our Enemy, which you have seen a glimpse of recently, wishes to control man and subjugate his Will to their own ends. The conflict we are engaged in has continued across countless ages and over periods of history, one or the other of us has held a dominant position. Currently The Order is in a precarious state, and for the last century has been on the verge of utter destruction."

"I recruited you to help save The Order, and thereby save mankind, from a horrible fate. There are not many of us left, and our leadership is forced to stay hidden. It is my hope you will make the difference, and bring us back from the brink of destruction, by becoming a beacon to rally around and turn the tide against The Enemy."

"I understand this must come as a shock to all of you and the burden, if you stay, will be immense. The abilities you have begun to experience are merely the beginning if you wish to continue down this path. It will be dangerous and some, or all of us, might not survive. It is a noble cause, but I cannot ask anyone to go blindly down such a path without their knowledge and consent. I asked you all to fast this morning out of tradition. It helps clear the Mind and allows you to focus when making important decisions. It also helps to be empty so you can Listen to the Voice of our Creator, to help find the answer within you. This decision, either way, will change your lives forever. I do not wish you to make your choice lightly, and you may take all the time you need to think it over, but if any of you wishes to leave, I will reverse the effects of the Program, and reinsert you into society with a normal life, and no memory of the last twenty years."

The doctor stood silently, looking at them for some type of reaction. Brad was about to say something but felt through their Link that Ken wanted to respond. Ken had always been their leader, and Brad thought it best he be the spokesperson.

Ken stood and said, "Sir, I can't speak for everyone, but I can't imagine not movin' forward with you on this. What we are, what you've helped us to become, and what we're meant `ta be... it seems a bit overwhelmin', but I can't think of a more noble reason to exist and follow the path you've set us all on. I've known, and I think deep down all of us have known, that we've been waitin' for somethin'; some Higher Purpose. Just livin' and workin' at the security firm has been nice, but recently I've sensed a lack of direction, and aside from you, Brad, and these yahoo's around the table, my life has started feelin' a bit stale. I think we've all felt this comin', but just didn't realize what it was `til now."

Ken turned, looking at the rest of the men.

"I understand if anyone wants to back out. There is, and will be, no shame. If any of you decide to leave, I want you to know how much of an honor it's been to know and serve with you."

All eyes were on Ken, and he scanned the room making eye contact with every one of the men he called Brothers. He didn't need to be Linked with them to know their answer. He had been their Captain when they were in the Navy, and after merging with all of them he knew them as well as he knew himself.

Brad stood, putting a hand on Ken's shoulder. He closed his eyes and pulled everyone together. He didn't bother creating a Construct of the Conference room, he just wanted everyone to be together and Open, so no one could hide their feelings.

Neither Ken nor Brad were surprised by what they saw. Everyone was 100% on board and behind the doctor. Ever since they left the Navy in the early 1990's, all of them felt like something was missing. The security company was a poor substitute, and they were drawn to the doctor's revelation as if being a part of the fight was what they were meant for all along.

Brad looked at the doctor and with a grin on his face asked, "Doc, would you care to join us?"

The doctor smoothly entered their Link, and his love and support surrounded them.

I cannot tell you how pleased I am that you all wish to continue. I am so proud of you. I thought perhaps you were meant for this; however, our Creator works in mysterious ways, and we must never forget that the Free Will we strive to protect in mankind also applies to us as its Protectors. Nothing is pre-determined, and I could not be absolutely sure, however, I have hoped and dreamed of this moment for many years.

Tomorrow I will begin the last and final phase of your development, and you will come into your Heritage.

The doctor left the Link gently, and everyone else followed suit. Brad opened his eyes and gave Ken's shoulder an affectionate squeeze.

As everyone started to get up, Ken said, "Since we're all committed to movin' forward with this, I have somethin' I need `ta bring up."

A few of the guys gave over-exaggerated groans as they sat back down, bringing a smile to Ken's face.

"Alright ladies, that's enough."

Again, all eyes focused on Ken. Brad looked at him, loving it when he took on the role as their leader. He was so well suited for it; he didn't play the part, he was the part, and everyone else knew it. Every one of them would follow Ken wherever their new path took them.

"Thanks to the doc, we're all financially comfortable. The security firm served a purpose, but I think it's time we let it go. We don't need the money, and I think it will only be a distraction movin' forward. I'd like `ta take good care of Sally; we could never have done it without her. Does anyone have any objections?"

Once Ken brought it up, they knew what he said was true. The company served as a stopgap, a Band-Aid to help scratch an itch until they could move on to their actual Purpose.

No one shook their head.

"Alright then, Dar I'll need your help `ta get things rollin'."

Darren piped up, "You bet, boss."

Darren was the financial guru of the group aside from the doctor and kept the books for the company along with Sally's help.

"Alright ladies, I can hear your stomachs from a mile away. Let's all head out for some food. I'm starvin'!"

Even with the rumbling of empty stomachs, everybody ended up hanging out for nearly an hour before they broke up. Most of the guys went out to eat together, but Ken, Brad, Bryan, and Lane still needed to work out, so they grabbed some protein bars and sports drinks from the kitchen to tide them over. Ken and Bryan sparred in the ring, while Brad and Lane hit the weights.

After an hour and a half of heavy exertion, their shirtless bodies were fully pumped and coated in sweat. They were ready to hit the showers when the doctor wandered into the gym and motioned for them to come over.

"I am glad you are still here. There is something I wish to try."

Once they made it over to where he stood, he continued, "As you know, in the past I required a post workout exam of the Physical partner. There were many reasons for this, the most important being to keep the body adjusted through continuing physical changes. That will continue, but after tomorrow it will not be as important as in the past. There will be a new exercise Bradford, Lane, and the other Mentalists will need to go through, which you, Kenneth and Bryan, and the other Physical partners will need to facilitate.

"Please remove the rest of your workout clothes. Bradford, you and Lane sit on the mat with your legs crossed, shoulders out, and backs straight. Kenneth, please kneel behind Bradford, and Bryan you do the same behind Lane.

"What I wish you to attempt will be easier after tomorrow, but I want to see how well you perform today, before tomorrow's procedure. This will give me an indication of how tomorrow will proceed.

"There are three points in our bodies that are central to the flow of energies we produce. You are familiar by now with the concept of the Program based on the Body, Mind, and Spirit. So far, you have gone through the first two stages as partners of the Body and Mind. Kenneth and Bradford correctly surmised that your Spirits, or more appropriately, your Souls are shared between you."

Brad interrupted, "So doc, do we each only have half a soul?"

The doctor chuckled and replied, "No, Bradford. You each have two halves, half your own and half your partners. That is why the love between you is so strong."

"How could you have possibly done that, sir? No disrespect intended but even for you that's a stretch!"

"I will be happy to explain it one day when we have a few months of uninterrupted time."

As usual, the guys didn't know if he was joking or not.

"To continue, you have all reached a point where you can merge and blend your Minds and bodies together, but there is one aspect that until now has been unavailable to you. The last stage of the Program will allow your Souls to merge as well. This will bring about another, final transformation, the last one that is part of the Plan."

Everyone's eyes were open wide at what the doctor was telling them.

"I will explain this more fully later, but I want you to know the basic concept to help with this exercise."

"Initially, it will be helpful for you to touch these points to identify them and begin to feel the energy flow. Eventually, you will not need to do this. The purpose of this exercise is to determine these points, feel the energy flow in both of you, and make sure it is flowing freely and healthily. These energy flows have been, and will be, the source of your abilities both physical and Mental, although you have been unaware of them up until now."

"We will start at the forehead, which represents the Mind. Kenneth and Bryan, place your hands, one atop the other, on your partner's forehead, gently but firmly. If you concentrate, with your enhanced tactile sense, you should feel a warmth at that spot.

"Bradford and Lane, rather than focus tightly as you have in the past, keep your Minds Open and remain calm. Empty yourself of active thoughts and visualize the spot at the center of your forehead where your partner is touching. I want you to feel the flow of energy in your own body, and if you can, in your partners through their touch, emanating from that spot."

Brad breathed out, emptying his Mind. Ken's touch always made him feel calm and safe, and in this case it was a clinical touch and not sexual, which helped to not distract him. After a minute of absolute silence and keeping his Mind Open along with Ken's warm touch, the darkness behind his eyes filled with small bursts of a beautiful shade of blue.

If he focused on the color, it eluded him. It was difficult not to chase it, but Brad quickly figured out how to let his Mental peripheral vision sense it. Once he got the hang of it, his Mind filled with color and the spot where Ken's hands touched his skin tingled. He followed the flow back through Ken's hands to his forehead, and he noted Ken's reaction of surprise and curiosity through their Link.

The doctor's voice entered his Mind.

Excellent, Bradford. Link with Lane so he can see and feel what you are experiencing.

Lane joined the Link and explored Brad's approach to the task. He grasped the concept immediately and within seconds his Mind filled with the same brilliant shade of blue.

Brad heard Lane say, "Whoah!" under his breath, his delight at his accomplishment apparent through their Link.

Bryan opened his eyes briefly and quietly exclaimed, "Lane, you're glowing! We all are!"

The doctor said, "Yes, it is quite beautiful is it not? You see this through your Mind's Eye. If you shift your perception solely back to the Physical Realm, it is not visible. If the energy levels are extremely high, an ordinary person might perceive a slight glow, but with their Minds closed they will not see what you are seeing."

"Now relax for a few moments and continue to feel the flow of energy, as it passes through you, into your partner, and back to you. Think of it as a circuit between the two of you. Become acquainted with the feeling and comfortable with it so it will be easier to sense the next time."

After a few moments the doctor continued, "Now, Kenneth and Bryan move your hand to the middle of their chest. This center represents the Heart, or metaphorically, the Soul, and is the center we will focus on Opening tomorrow."

Ken and Bryan moved their hands down, but this time, while Brad could sense something, he couldn't reach it. He tried harder and saw small spots of a warm, golden yellow but it was inconsistent, and he couldn't get a grasp on it.

"Do not be frustrated. The fact that you can sense this spot at all is more than I expected. I am encouraged, and it bodes well for the results of tomorrow's procedure."

"You are all doing very well. Kenneth and Bryan, for this exercise, moving forward, you will keep them focused for five minutes at each location. Today there is no need since we are just exploring and discovering. Now move your hands down to the lower abdominal area, just below the navel."

In a few moments both Brad and Lane found the spot and their Minds filled with a brilliant, deep red, almost the color of blood. Seconds after feeling the energy flow, they became aroused.

"This center represents the Body. Do not be alarmed or ashamed at your reaction. The Body's energy center represents, among other Aspects, the core of your physical needs and strength. In the future, I'm sure you will find many interesting ways to experiment with that knowledge."

Brad was suddenly acutely aware of Ken's body pressing against his, in particular, his erection pushing against his back. Through the Link, he was cognizant of the same thing in Lane and Bryan. Brad started to pull back, not wanting to intrude, but Lane stopped him.

It's okay, Brad. There are no secrets between us anymore, and we're all big boys here.

He glanced down at their erections and smirked.

No pun intended!

Even the doctor laughed at his comment.

The doctor said, "Now that you have discovered the three centers, see if you can focus on all of them at once."

It took a moment, but Brad, in his Mind's Eye, visualized the three centers. He sensed all three and saw the colors emanating from the two centers that were fully Open. He started to control the flows between himself and Ken, sharing their energies, and feeling them run between them.

Ken said with a smile, "That feels strange. Amazin', but strange."

Bryan said, "It's beautiful."

"You have all done remarkably well. This will be even easier after tomorrow, and far more potent. I will explain then what the purpose of this exercise is and how it is important to you both.

"Now go home and have fun."

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On the drive home, Ken either kept his hand on Brad's leg or held his hand, playing with it. The aftereffects from what the doctor showed them were strong, and both of them were extremely horny. Despite the fire in their libidos, their stomachs were ravenous, so they stopped, picked up food, and ate in the car on the way home.

As soon as they entered the kitchen, Ken punched in his code to secure the house.

Before the sound of the seals finished, Ken grabbed Brad by his shoulders, turned him around, and brought him into a tight hug and passionate kiss. Brad was ready and wrapped his arms around Ken's strong shoulders, hugging him back, his tongue fiercely battling with Ken's. Both of them were hard, their erections straining against the fabric of their shorts.

They broke apart just long enough to pull their shirts off and head back to the bedroom. This was going to be a fast and furious session with one goal, to get off fast and hard! Ken initiated their physical bond to maximize their pleasure, and now they were aware of it, they saw the red flow of energy between them.

Ken got on the bed and Brad climbed on top, straddling his waist. He grabbed some lube from the nightstand and liberally coated Ken's erection. He positioned Ken's his arms above his head and said, "Don't move your arms!" Brad knew it would excite Ken by him taking control, plus he wanted Ken to cum in him quickly to get him physically charged up.

Brad raised himself up and guided Ken into him, pushing back firmly until Ken was buried to the hilt. Ken arched his back, moaning loudly as he slid in, suddenly surrounded by hot tightness.

"Ohhhh fuck, B. You feel so good."

Brad put his hands on Ken's hard chest with his fingers splayed out, palming his pecs and using his fingertips to rub his chest and nipples at the same time. Ken tensed his chest to take Brad's full weight as Brad started grinding and clenching around Ken's solid dick, stroking him like a tight velvety hand.

With Brad in control and Ken letting him take charge, it drove them both to the edge quickly. Brad's dick slapped against his abs as he bounced up and down, splattering precum over both their abs. At the angle they were at, Ken hit Brad's prostate with every stroke, pushing his pleasure higher and higher.

Sweat soon covered both men as every muscle in their bodies was flexed and tight. Ken was beside himself, his back arched, pushing his chest out against Brad's hands. His eyes were clenched shut and his head thrashed back and forth as his breath came in ragged gasps.

Brad read the signs in Ken, and as soon as he felt the first pulse of Ken's dick, he pushed himself all the way down.

With Ken's first shot, renewed strength rushed into Brad's body and his clenching ass muscles. Ken's eyes flew open, his face red, and his arms reached up to pull Brad against him, one hand on his ass and the other around his lower back. Ken started frantically thrusting, grinding his sweaty abs against Brad's dick. In just a few strokes Brad exploded, and he collapsed on Ken, his body shuddering with every shot.

They lay together a few minutes, holding each other before they both let out a "Fuck me!" making them both laugh.

Ken's hot breath filled Brad's ear as he whispered, "Damn B, just when I think it can't get any better..."

Brad smiled and held him tighter, saying, "Yeah I know, Ken. We're the luckiest men in the world."

Following his words, Brad gave Ken a long, slow, passionate kiss that got them both hard again. They continued holding each other with Brad on top, snuggling and caressing. After a while, Brad lifted himself up and put his arms on either side of Ken's head and looked into his eyes with a hungry expression on his face.

Ken said, "Oh-oh... I think someone's about to start playin' mad doctor."

Brad raised his eyebrows, and said with his sexiest smile, "You have no idea, mister."

Ken laughed, asking, "Should I be scared?"

"Never... At least I don't think so."

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Brad continued gazing intently into Ken's eyes, as he sat up and moved to the middle of the bed on his knees.

He patted the spot in front of him and said, "Move over here, Ken."

Ken did as he was told. They were both still hard and sweaty from the lovemaking that just ensued, and Ken's dick was upright against his abs.

Brad moved closer, so their chests and thighs touched with their dicks trapped between them, pressing together. Instead of hugging like normal, Brad leaned forward, so their foreheads touched.

"Now put your arms around me and hold us together. I want our foreheads, chests, and stomachs touching."

"B, what're you doin'?"

"Just go with me on this. It might take me a few minutes, so be patient. Close your eyes and relax."

When they were both in position, Brad took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, clearing his Mind. His single focus was where their foreheads touched. It didn't take as long find the energy as earlier in the day. Like a small flare going off in their Mind's Eye, Brad and Ken both saw the brilliant blue energy flowing between their Minds.

Their Core was already Open with their Physical Bond active, and Brad started the flow between them, strengthening their arousal even more. Brad increased the two streams between them and in their Mind's Eye, brilliant blue and red ribbons of energy arced between their bodies. It almost looked like colored lightning arcing between them, accompanied by a low-frequency hum they could hear in their Minds.

Unexpectedly, Brad plunged them deeper together than he ever had. Ken wasn't prepared for the intensity of emotion, and it took his breath away. Brad anchored him, holding him tight with his arms and his Mind.

Hold me tight Ken, with your Body and your Mind, as tightly as you can.

Based on the doctor's explanation, Ken and Brad had half their own and half the others Soul in them. He sensed the connection earlier in the day, but he couldn't reach it. With he and Ken more fully immersed in one another than ever, Brad reached for it again.

Just like earlier in the day, he felt it but could not quite reach it. He kept trying, struggling harder, pushing with all his strength. Their bodies were tense and sweating with the strain of his effort. Ken's arms tightened around him, supporting him and lending him strength.

They belonged together. Their Souls belonged together. He and Ken believed that with every iota of their being. With that assertion, Brad reached for that spot with every ounce of his Will. The blue and red energies of their Mind and Body swirled around them, causing a hot wind to blow their hair. The wind felt soothing on their sweaty skin, emphasizing their nakedness.

There! Finally, it was so small he barely caught it, but a tiny ribbon of yellow arced between their Hearts, adding to and completing the flows between them.

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A silent explosion of blue, yellow, and red energies arced between them, and where they touched, they blending into a White Light so intense it consumed their bodies.

To Ken, when he and Brad merged Mentally, the closeness was almost overwhelming. Sharing the absolute and utter truth with someone about who you are and who they are to you is unbelievably intense and intimate, and once over the shock, immensely liberating.

With the addition of their Souls they were truly One, complete on every level simultaneously, and what they experienced was something entirely new. Now, they knew what it was to be the other person, to be in their body, and feel the naked skin of the other person against them, not just the sensation and memory but their existence.

Ken could barely talk and rasped out, "Oh my God, B. I know what it's like to be you. I know what you feel when I touch you, not just the sensation, but the emotion, the connection between us. I knew it before from mergin', but now I feel it and understand it on a whole new level."

Their eyes still closed, foreheads pressed together, they smiled and their hands tightened where they were touching one another. Brad controlled the energy flows and one by one he enhanced one flow and let the other two diminish, to learn the difference and purpose of each.

Ken's Mind expanded like never before, similar to how Brad received a physical charge from their lovemaking. He didn't try to do anything, not wanting to interfere with Brad's control, but he monitored what was happening and understood it in a manner he had never been able to before. It was like waking up to a new world and seeing things new and fresh for the first time.

Ken was aware of Brad's pleasure at his realization of what just happened, and the last small piece, the tiniest bit of inequality between them, shattered, never to return.

Continuing on the path he started, Brad lessened the blue and yellow flows of energy and moved on to the last one, their Core.

"Okay Ken, get ready!"

In their Mind's Eye, red fire erupted between them, and they were both unprepared for the wave of pleasure that gripped them. Both of them shouted, "FUCK!" and cum shot uncontrollably from their dicks, covering their abs and chests.

Shocked by the sudden intense pleasure, Brad lost control and grabbed hold of Ken, hanging on for dear life as spurt after spurt of cum shot out of him. Ken moved his arms down and around his lover, holding their bodies together, grinding their pulsing dicks against each other. Ken squeezed Brad so hard it took his breath away, and Ken felt the emotional rush in Brad when Ken became `that guy.'

Both men were aware of the tears streaming down their faces as their senses returned to a less heightened state. Brad's Mind raced, trying to take in the ramifications of what just happened. His body started shaking as he tried to process everything and what it meant. He was having a hard time wrapping his Mind around the fact that after tomorrow's procedure what he and Ken felt would be even stronger.

Ken lowered them onto the bed with Brad underneath, his body still trembling. Brad clung to Ken with desperate strength, not wanting to let go. He needed an anchor to keep him grounded; it was like his Mind and Soul didn't want to return to his Body. He wanted to stay inside Ken forever and lose himself. Ken put his weight on Brad, knowing it would help him focus.

With his Mind still Open and their Souls One, Ken knew what Brad felt. He felt it too. It was hard to go back to himself after experiencing such a profound and intimate, loving bond with his Soulmate. It was like a drug, and the separation after being so close was painful, even being naked and pressed together as intimately as they were.

Ken whispered in Brad's ear, wanting him to hear it from his own mouth, with his own breath.

"It's okay B. I'm havin' a hard time with this too. I could stay in you forever until we both die of starvation. I didn't know humans could have anythin' like this. I don't think we're entirely human anymore. But, I know we're closer than ever, and I hope to God we live together forever. I don't think either one of us could make it alone anymore. I need you so bad it hurts like I never knew it could hurt, and I know you feel the same way. Not only do I know it, but I feel it like you're a part of me. Just when I think I can't love you any more Brad, somethin' like this blows me away."

Brad still couldn't talk, but hearing Ken's words, feeling the vibrations of his deep voice through his chest, the weight of his body and his hot breath in his ear soothed Brad's racing Mind and emotions. He hugged Ken tighter burying his face into the crux of Ken's thick neck and shoulder. They stayed that way for almost an hour, holding each other, their bodies together, caressing each other, wide awake and loving the other, being each other.

Brad fell asleep first, feeling safe and protected, wrapped in Ken's strong arms. Ken stayed awake most of the night, content to feel Brad's body against his own, and watch him while he slept. Occasionally he would tear up, overcome with love for the man in his arms. No matter what tomorrow brought, Ken knew as long as they were together they could face anything. Finally, he leaned down and kissed Brad's forehead and drifted off for a few hours' sleep.

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As each of the five couples slept that night, they were unaware of a tall robed figure crouched at the foot of their beds. Even if they had been awake, they could not have seen them. After tomorrow, the Nephilim were unsure if they could remain Veiled to these men, and they would have to be more careful about revealing themselves.

The cowled figures kept still, focused and intent on the sleeping men, discussing in their Minds the events about to unfold.

Tomorrow will be difficult. The full strength of The Enemy will come down upon them, and Unawakened they will have no chance.

The Enemy is desperate to keep them from attaining their Heritage. We must protect them, whatever the cost. Balance is no longer an issue.

We have never been instructed to intervene in such a manner.

Agreed. But times have never been this Dark. The Order must survive.

It frightens me, what they will become. Once they reach their full potential, they could destroy us.

That day is too far ahead to see, and the path unclear. We must trust that as Unbound and Unfettered as they are, they will make the right choices. They love as we cannot. That must make a difference.

Their voices fell silent as the Nephilim continued their vigil over the sleeping men, waiting for tomorrow and the final changes the doctor had planned.

The End of Chapter Eight

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