Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 13:23:26 -0400 From: Mark Koziarski Subject: Uncle Bull2 Uncle Bull Day to day Karl woke with the light of morning coming thru the open window. He felt Bull's big arm draped over him, he heard the deep soft snoring of the man behind him. The Bull, he thought, such a enigma. This huge deadly man was so gentle with him. Those big calloused hands had such a deft touch. His mind spun with all that happened in one short night. The tragedy of Jimmy and what could have been a deadly encounter for Bull, followed then with the sex and accumulating with the announcement of being brought into the fold of family, nearly brought the old veteran to tears. Sliding out from under Bull's arm, Karl sat on the edge of the bed. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and scanned the room for his clothes. He recalled leaving them downstairs, when he and Bull finally retired to Bull's room last night. Karl laughed to himself, and looked at the sleeping man. Karl never considered himself handsome, or a catch, usual needing to satisfy his needs by himself. Being more prone to younger and smoother types, his advances were often met with scorn, that was till Travis came along. How he ended up in this mans bed, when he would have hardly given him a second look on the streets, leaves him baffled. Being that as it may, it felt so right. It was akin to the camaraderie Karl hadn't felt since the Military. Men united in a cause, watching each others backs and helping with their needs. Karl leaned over and gave Bull a peck on his cheek. The sleeping man, grabbed the pillow tighter and growled softly. Karl stood, stretched and headed down stairs, to retrieve his clothes and get some coffee. Karl descended the stairs, the creaking announced his arrival. Wearing only a smile, he walked up to the awaiting Bear, who returned the smile. "Good morning, get some rest?" Greeted Bear. "Good morning," Karl returned the greeting. "Yea. What I got of it, never seems to be enough." Briskly rubbing his arms and looking around the cleaned bar. He turned back to Bear and opened his mouth to ask where his clothes were and was stopped, as Bear placed clothes upon the bar. "I sent your uniform out for a cleaning, these should do for a bit. I'll get Tommy to work on your boots, soon as he get's back." Speechless, Karl placed a hand on the clothes and looked at Bear. "Coffee?" Bear asked. With a blink, "Aye, please," Karl replied. Bear smiled at Karl as turned to get the coffee. Bear stepped around bar and placed a mug before Karl, Bear looked at the man. Karl, with a hand on the old clothes, and a confused look upon his face. "What's wrong?" Bear inquired. Karl looking up to the man, and slack jawed shook his head. Bear reached over, and gently placed his hand on Karl's shoulder, said "You realize, when we called you "brother" last night, we meant it. You had our backs, we will always have yours." Karl nodded with a smile and Bear brought the man in, and hugged him. Bear broke the hug Bear and said, "If you wanna get cleaned up." Karl shook his head and said, "Naw, not yet, thanks." "The kitchen won't open till Geno gets here, but I could rustle up something for ya," Bear explained. Karl grabbed a shirt from the pile, unfolded it, put it on, and replied. "No. No thank you. Just coffee." The large shirt fell across Karl's body and dropped to almost his knees. He looked up at Bear and said, "Don't think I'll be needing the bottoms either." Both men chuckled. "That's one of Bull's old shirts," Bear explained. Karl nodded his understanding as he took a sip of coffee. "How's your boy doing," Karl inquired of Bear. "Sleeping. He woke during the night confused and shaken. I had to reassure him he was safe, till he drifted off again." Bear shrugs, "I'm at a loss of what I'm supposed to do." "There's not much that ya can do. Perhaps that's the most frustrating thing," Karl shrugged. "Just be there for him. He'll have to work it all out for himself." Karl offered. The big man sighed, and walked back around the bar. The men heard Tommy call from the back, "I'm back Pa!" He came around the corner, "Sargent Karl's uniform..." he paused as he saw Karl. "Oh! Good morning Sargent. Mr. Kerrning said your uniform will be ready in a few hours." Karl smiled at the boy and said, "Thanks Tommy." "I hope that's soon enough. If not I can get you one from your place." "No. Thanks son," Karl shook his head. "No hurries, no worries. I got the next few day's off." The boy nodded to Karl and turned to his father and asked, "Pa? If it's OK, can I grab something to eat?" "Yea, go ahead. After you fill that bottomless pit, don't forget Karl's boots... and take your Uncles old pants. Karl won't be needing em," Bear smiled at his son. "Thanks Pa," replied Tommy as he grabbed the pants and ran to the back area. Karl and Bear watch the lad run off. Karl shook his head saying, "Youth." Bear refilled his mug, and grunted his agreement. "Got any plans for your day's off?" Bear asked Karl. "Just relaxing and chores. Living alone, I still need to clean and do laundry." Karl explained. "What of Travis?" Bear inquired. "Travis?" Karl exclaimed. "I told ya, he's a street rat at heart. He comes by when he needs something but, he's good sex." "We thought you two were together," Bear stated. "You said you two had been together for two years." "Well we have been and are in a way. I want it to appear that way. When you have a street kid, like Travis, seen with a member of the Watch. Well it gives him a certain sort of protection. He's a good kid and I don't want to see him hurt. Bear nodded, "Got ya." He Leaned closer, his elbows rested on the bar, Bear asks, "Can I ask something?" "Sure." Karl responded. Bear took a moment to gather his thoughts, finally he came to the way he wanted to ask the question. "You seem to be smitten with that boy. Young, smooth types." Karl nodded. Bear continued, "What's with Bull? Gods know, he none of that." Karl's eyebrows knitted close, "Don't know. At first he almost made me mess my breeches. After that I saw a caring man, not a monster. When he touched me I tingled, then I got a whiff of him and was snared." Karl smiled at Bear. "Your both big sexy men, but Bull put's off..." Karl at a loss for words finally say's, "Something." Bear nodded his understanding, and said, "I know what you mean. We've been shagging each other since we were kids." A shocked Karl asked, "By the gods, How....?" The men's conversation was interrupted as Bull ran down the stairs, his hard cock led the way. Bull ran toward the bathing area. Soon the sound of a horse pissing was heard with a loud satisfied, "Ah!" Bull exits the baths, and walked over to join his brothers, his deflating cock swinging side to side. "You could have used the chamber pot, ya big lug," Bear said. Bull stepped up to the bar, placed a hand of Karl's shoulder and said, "Then the room would smell like piss all day, no thanks. Morning you two." Karl looked up at Bull and said, "We were just talking about you." Bull nodded, "Had a feeling," he said. Bear placed a mug of coffee in front of his brother and said, smirking. "Were your ears itching brother?" "Naw. My ass." The men chuckle. Bull took a sip of coffee, and grunted his approval. Bull looked over at Karl, and asked, "What are you up to today?" Karl smiled, and said, "Got off." With a little leer Bull asked, "Gonna hang around? I got some letters to write, but later...." "Well I need to wash some clothes, but sure. I could use some R & R." "I've been thinking," interjected Bear. "With all the shit coming down, why don't you move in. We've got plenty of room and having a member of the Watch staying here, well wouldn't hurt." "Hey! Now there's a idea," Supplied Bull. "I'm not sure," Karl said. "I mean where I live is no palace, but it's bigger then a room upstairs." "Been thinking about that as well," Bear said. "There is a in law apartment, off to the side. Hasn't been used since Tad was born. Needs a good cleaning and some repairs, but...." "I forgot about that." Bull admitted. "Since Bette is living in White Cap now," Bull looked to his brother. "Unless you plan on having more kids." Bear smirked, "Don't think so. God's know I got enough." "It sounds nice and I do like the idea of being, closer." Karl looked over at Bull. Bull smiled back, and reached over to rub Karl's back. "Excuse me." A wide eyed young man asked. The three turn to see the new comer. The man, slightly dusty from the road is stunned. He stood open mouthed and stared, at this huge, naked and hairy man in front of him. Bear, broke the mans gawking of Bull by replying. "Yes?" "I ah...," The stranger, suddenly red in the face asked. "We were wondering if this is Manover." Bull stopped leaning on the bar, stood upright and faced the man. "Aye That it is," Supplied Bull. The three then saw that this man had four companions. One ribbed another, and whispered to him, "See?! The stories must be true." Another asked, "How'd ya like to meet that in a dark alley?" The ribbed man responds, "I'd probably piss my self, first." The first man, lost as he took in Bull's massive, naked form, absently licked his lips. He received a shove from one of his friends, and stumbled a step toward Bull. His big eyes traced Bull from his cock to his face, slowly. A amused Bull looked down at this stranger. The man who shoved his friend asked, "Are you open, proprietor and do you have rooms?" "Yes and yes." Bear supplied. "Then five ales good man and we'll need two of your larger rooms." The man reaches over and grabbed his stunned friend by the arm, steering him toward a table. "Come along Johnathan, it's not nice to stare." "Coming up," responded Bear as he began to fill the order. Bull and Karl watched the men get situated. Bull stood with his massive arms crossed,and leaned back against the bar. "Bet you get a lot of that." Karl stated. "Aye." Responded Bull, then turned toward Karl and mused, "Sometimes it's cute. Other times it just annoying." Bull turned, grabbed his coffee and drank. He looked into his cup, then to Karl asked, "More?" "Aye! Please." Karl responded. Bull headed to the back of the bar to get refills. While refilling Bull said, "Gonna go get cleaned up. Care to join me?" "Sounds good to me," Karl replied, with a smile. Both men headed to the bathing area. Karl followed his new friend and watched his beefy, red hair covered ass as he walks. His cock began to wake as he mused to him self. "God's Karl. Your not a kid anymore. What have you gotten into?" He smiled and answered his question aloud, "Who cares." Bull partially turned and asked, "What?" "Oh nothing. Was just thinking out loud," Karl responded with a shit eating grin. Both men disappeared into the baths as they hear Bear. "So! Where are you gentlemen from?" "Dorst," Replied one man. "What brings you to Manover?" prodded Bear. Another man responded, sitting back with his ale. "Relaxation. Our large eyed friend here, well.... needs to unwind a bit. So we told our wives we had business here." "Do you?" asked Bear. "Just the business of pleasure, good man. See, our young friend Johnathan, has never had the pleasure of a boy. In a causal way, mind you. So we thought to bring him here. Is what we hear about Manover true?" Bear stood, with hands on hips, "Aye. Most likely. Just remember, here our legal age is sixteen summers. Unless they have a red heart tattooed on their arse, then that's a pay as you go. You can go naked anywhere, but ones pleasures needs to be done inside. If out side is your thing, you'll see we have a big court yard on your way to your rooms." The men nod that they understood. "That will be a silver and a copper for the ales. Your rooms? Well..... The cost is two silvers a day, per person. That includes the rooms and use of the baths. The suite rooms are another two silvers. Your mounts are extra." "No need for that," the man who seemed to be in charge replies. "We took a carriage and our driver will be back on one day morning. Here you go Sir," he said as he slid three golds toward Bear. "Thank you," responds Bear. "Just let me know when that runs out," the man said with a smile. Bear nodded to the man, turned then stopped. "Oh. One more thing. Some of the men here like to parade their 'boy's' around. So if you see a lad with a chain around his neck? Hands off. Unless his handler say's otherwise." The men look at each other as they final comprehend Bear's last statement. "Slavery?" One man asked. "Aye," Bear responded. "Here it's more mutual, then outright slavery. Let me know when ya need a refill." Bear walked away and tossed the golds in his big paw. "Alec! You old lush!" Bear greeted the gray bearded, balding man. "Bout time you got here." Alec Deval, the head of local teamsters humped a reply, glanced at the new comers then sat. His large firm gut tucked under the lip of the bar, as he rested his elbows on the bar. "I need to talk to you before you get sloshed." Bear filled a mug for Alec. Delivered it, and leaned forward to have a private conversation with the man. "What do you need to talk about?" asked Alec. His gray eyes, looked to Bear from under thick, bushy eyebrows. Bear returned the look and stated. "I need to borrow or rent one of your wagons." "What's the cargo?" asked Alec. "My boy's," supplied Bear. Alec's eyebrows knitted together and asked, "All of em?" Bear nodded and answered, "Aye." Alec, having known the man for years, realized something was wrong. "I assume you need this soon and quietly done?" "Aye," replied Bear. "Where to?" inquired Alec. "I'm sending them to their mothers, in White Cap." Alex shifted in his seat, and thought for a moment. "Do ya have a driver in mind?" "I do. I need to discuss it with Bull first." Bear rubbed his face with a thick furry paw, then continued. "Is there a problem being without a wagon for a while?" "Naw." Alec replied. "With the harvest in, they'd just be sitting around anyways." Bear nodded then asks. "Good. The price?" "You just buy me a few and we'll call it even." Alec replied with a toothy grin, not too often seen. Bear grabbed the mans forearm with a big paw, "Done! Thank you." "No problem." Alec replied. Bear straightened, pushed away from the bar and saw Jason coming thru the entrance. "Ah good, your here. Watch the bar for me lad." Jason, walked up to Bear and said, "Yes sir." Bear patted Jason on the shoulder. "Good lad." Bear headed down to the other end of the bar. "Good morning Mr. Deval," Jason greets the man. "Jason." Alec nodded to the lad. "How's your Pa?" Alec inquired. "He's good. You'll probably be seeing him later." Jason replied. Bear returned with a handful of wooden tokens, he stacked them in front of Alec. The man smiled up at Bear who returned the smile. Knocking the bar twice, Bear headed to the back to check on Jimmy. The weekend regulars began to stagger in. Some to drink away their hangovers, others to Leer at the flesh of the trade they know will be in. Bear returned from back and with a hand on Jason's shoulder told the lad. "I'm gonna get cleaned up." Jason nodded as he continued to fill patrons orders. Bear headed to the bathing area and entered to see Bull and Karl. Both men stood in a big tiled tub, soapy water to mid thigh. Both men are erect as they scrubbed away with washing cloths. Bear stripped off the under breeches he has had on since last night, stepped into the bath and said. "Alright you two, do me up quick like. I got a business to run." "Who's watching the bar?" Bull asked. "Jason," Bear answered. Bull and Karl began to lather up Bear. The faint scent of lavender greeted Bears nose. Karl in front, washed his neck, chest and lingered at Bears cock and balls. Bull behind does his brother's shoulders, back and hairy crack. Bear, now fully erect, enjoyed the bath. "Alright," he stated, and broke away. "Anymore of that and I won't be going to work." Bear stepped out of the warm water and into the cool, rinse tub. Taking a plunge he rinsed the soap from his hairy body. He stepped out of the tub, and brushed the excess water off his large frame. Still damp, decided to air dry as he walked naked, back to the bar. After all, it is six-day. Looking to each other, Bull and Karl decide to follow Bears example. There are things that need seeing to. Both men, naked, wet and aroused walk back in the bar area. Bull with his old shirt, draped over a shoulder. Karl walked up to the bar, and leaned forward, called. "Jason." Jason stepped up to Karl, "Yes Captain?" "You know my friend, Travis?" Karl asked. "Yes sir," responded Jason. Looking over at Bull and seeing the mischievous grin on his face, Jason became red in the face and turned back to Karl. "You know where he be at this time of day?" Jason nodded, then replied, "Yes sir, I do." "Be a good lad and go get him for me." Jason turned to his employer standing next to him. "Go." Bear said. Jason is out the door in a flash. Bear looked to his brother. "What did you do?" Bear demanded from Bull. "Me?" Bull feigned innocence. "Yes YOU! That boy got so red." Bear stated. Bull chuckled and answered his brother. "Cute kid. I'll tell you later." Bull slapped the bar and stated. "Well I got some messages to send. Let me know if Jimmy wakes." Bear nodded, "Will do." Bull turned, and headed up to his room. The stairs once again protest. Once in his room, Bull went thru the pile of his things till he found the case used for writing, and took it to the desk. He then turned to the wardrobe and opened it, reached up and removed a small box from the top shelf. He sat at the desk has he opened the small box, removed and lit a well used red candle. He set the candle in a holder, and reached in the box once more and removed a metal matrices. The metal stamp used to imprint the wax, and make his seal. With the matrices in hand, he looked at it as old memories filled his head. He set it down, then opened the writing case, removed a quill, ink pot and parchment. The missive is simple. Brother In the past, we watched each others backs. The time has come when I need your assistance. Meet me in Manover, at the Rainbow Tavern. Your lodgings will be taken care of. Your haste is needed at this time. Your brother in soul The Bull Bull set the pen in the ink pot, and reached for the shaker and sprinkled the missive, setting the ink. He blew off the excess, and folded the missive in thirds. He then took the candle, poured the hot wax then used the matrices to seal his letter. The image of a bull's head stared back at him as he then wrote a name above the seal. He then set the letter aside and repeated the process four more times. He then wrote a separate letter to DeMonte. Explaining his actions and wishes. After he finished, Bull put his writing tools away and sat back. He looked out the window and thought to himself. 'So it begins.' Bull stood, turned and went to his pile in the corner. "Need to put this away," he told himself. He reached forward and grabbed the sword that leaned against the wall. He pulled forth the Kumaten blade from a tired scabbard. The long, golden, slightly curved blade caught the light from the window. The Hajji-do was acquired, what seems ages ago, when he traveled thru the southern lands. The water drop steel, sharpened on only one side, was never the less razor sharp and extremely strong. It was said the soul of a warrior inhabited the blade. It then survived by feasting on the blood of the blades victims. Bull slammed the sword back in it's hilt. He wasn't sure about the superstition, however, if true it was a healthy soul and about to get healthy-er. Bull leaned the Hajji-do in a corner of the wardrobe. There was a knock on the door and Bull responded, "Yes!" Tommy opened the door, a pair of shinny boots in hand and said, "These are Sargent Karl's, Uncle Bull. Pa said to bring then up here." "That's fine Tommy, just put em down." Tommy set the boots against the wall. "Is Geno in yet?" Bull asked. "Yes sir and Captain Karl said to tell you that Travis is here." "Good." Bull responded. "Thanks Tommy." Bull smiled at the boy. Tommy left quietly and closed the door. Bull thought for a while and decided naked is good as dressed. Bull grabbed a bag and filled it with his dirty laundry from his trip, he then grabbed the missives and headed down to the bar. Bull saw Karl talking to the lad, Travis. Just seeing the man again put a smile on his face and a twinge in his cock. He walked up and placed his laundry on the bar, next to a package of wrapped clothes. "Ah. Bull." Karl greeted him. "Mr. Bull" Travis nodded at the man. Bull extended his sealed letters to Travis and said, "Take these to General DeMont at the barracks in Twine. No one else! If anyone gives you a hard time, tell them these are from 'The Bull' and for General D's eyes only. If you need to spend the night, so be it." Travis repeated the instructions and finished with, "Yes Sir." Travis turned to leave and was stopped by Bull. "Hold on Lad." Bull went to the back of the bar and fished under, returned with coins that he handed to Travis. "Here. Three golds. That will cover the cost of sending these, food and lodging for you and my horse." "Your horse?" Travis asked. "Can't have you walking all that way son. Plus it's much quicker. Jimmy will...." Bull stopped and remembered Jimmy won't. Bull wrapped a arm around Travis and lead him out, said, "Common. I'll introduce you to 'Sugar lip's'." Daden Sweet, sipped his tea while he sat at the break fast nook, he looked out over the Azure Sea. He felt good this six-day. He has slept well, after he dumped three loads in that beer swiller's brat. He cocked his head as he heard a knock at the outer door. Shortly a young boy steps up to him. Young, hairless except for the long dark hair on his head, he wore a chain around his neck. The boy stood, hands behind his back and head bowed, waiting to be recognized. Daden looked to the slave, and smirked. "What is it, boy?" "Mr. Banks to see you my Lord." "Show him in boy." With a bow the youth replied, "Yes my Lord," and hurried away from his master, Daden looked at the red welts on the boy's arse and smiled. Stiles 'Rat' Banks, strode in the room, in the clothes he wore last night sans rapier, and stood before his employer. "Message sent, I assume," stated Daden. "Yes my Lord," Stiles replied. "Any problems?" asked the wood-be Lord. "No my Lord. However there was a large man there, he seemed rather upset and Sargent Karl happened by during." Daden glanced at the Rat. "This 'large man', red head?" Daden inquired. "Yes my Lord." "That would be the traveling brother. Fine. Take today and the marrow off. Go back on one-day to get the payment." Daden instructed Stiles. With a slight bow, Stiles conferred his gratitude. "With thanks my Lord. It shall be done as you say." Daden waved him off. Stiles may be good at what he does, however he is still a commoner. Daden sat back and pondered, The Bull. Karl, he smirks, is just a old vet. However the Bull, now there is some history. His father spoke of this 'Bull'. With a sigh Daden resigned to the fates, "Oh well." he say's to no one. "What's done is done." 'If he get's in the way, I'll just dispose of him like any other.' he thought to himself. "BOY!" Daden bellowed. The boy ran in the room, assumed the position, hands behind and head bowed. "My Lord?" Daden adjusted the chair and lounged back with leg's spread, cleared his throat and pointed to his crotch.