Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2015 05:36:18 +0000 (UTC) From: Stuart Stemple Subject: SF-fantasy Cody 14 Cody 14 A reminder: Nifty needs your support. you can help support this vast archive with your help at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Now, jack it, but know you aren't alone and Nifty makes it possible. We stood up. Brad had finally broken his gaze on Cody and he looked at me. He grinned, blushed. "You two going to be OK?" Cody, who's fuck daze had lessened but wasn't still quite back in the land of the living, turned his head "Yeah. " "Convinced?" "Yep." Brad grinned and blushed all the way from his temples to his crotch. beet red. "I'd call y'all cute if you weren't so red hot." Cody looked at Clyde standing behind me, actually sort of shadowing me with a big masculine form, cigar still in his mouth. His eyes got really big. He knew. He looked into my eyes. Questioning. I nodded, once, slightly, telling him with a glance. "Clyde." Cody looked over my shoulder at him. Eyes probing. Clyde's hand dropped onto my shoulder as he looked back down at him. "You smell like piss." "His." "Go take a shower, dude." "I did." Clyde chuckled. "Two of them." Cody smiled. "Clyde and I were about to go to the tent." Brad looked up. "No." "What?" "we're all going up to the room." "Now." "Go get your shit and follow me and the big dog." I looked back and Clyde's eyes were sparkling. "OK, Sir." I really did stink. I liked it, but it was likely very offensive to others. "May I shower?" I asked. "yeah." "dopp kit?" "You know where it is. bring the towels." I retreated to the tent and looked back. Cody had sidled up to Clyde, looking up at him and I'm sure he could smell his chest. He liked him, I think. Clyde could handle that. Big gentle spirit. True mountain man. Brad was still brooding, big blunt dude, not particularly friendly looking but was softer in the middle than he appeared. Four inches taller than Clyde, but not as wide, not as lithely muscular, nor as quick. Clyde could probably take Brad out, but Brad would win. Brad would always fucking win. "Anybody want to carry the box?" I walked over and opened the dock box, dropping cushions and pillows into it. Brad picked up the hospitality box and headed for the staircase. Cody, naked as the day he was born but way more a man than he had ever been, grabbed the cushions off the sofa and deposited them in the dock box on top of the rest. "That shit is going to need to air out tomorrow." I laughed. "Ya'll smell pretty funky yourselves." Cody turned to Clyde "Yours now?" "He seems to like it that way." He turned to me. "You OK?" I looked up at Clyde and smiled. "I think I may be." "well, that's fucking cool." "Yeah." I grinned. The hospitality box ended up on the balcony outside Brad's door. there were two chairs there, and a quick trip to the patio below made it three. the room had a television, a dresser, a desk, two full sized beds, a sofa, a coffee table, one side chair, and... I smiled. a fireplace. a stack of wood. I looked at that, and at Brad. He grinned. We were fucking set. three minutes later, the sound of wood crackling, Clyde draped over me, a hand on Cody's thigh snuggled up to BDB, we were sipping beverages, contemplating our evenings. I had a question. "Cody?" "Yeah, Stu?" "Did he change you in any way tonight?" "Yes." "I mean other than the healing thing." "Yes." "How?" "He helped me see you." Oh. fuck. "how did THAT turn out?" "I got really sad for a little while." "He showed me you're ok." I looked at Brad. "Just what the fuck else did he show you?" Clyde reached down and planted a big paw on my chest, splayed wide out, I don't know if to comfort me or prevent me from coming off the sofa. "He showed me you love me." Fuck that. I DID come off the sofa, out of the comfortable embrace, out of Clyde's warmth, away from that goddam room, stormed down the stairs, right out onto the end of the pier and sat down in the dark. For good measure I threw a log violently into the fireplace, sending sparks flying up into the night sky. I listened to my favorite sound as the river thundered beneath me. Fuck this. I hate companionship. OK. I like fucking. Then THAT shit comes along. I couldn't. I wouldn't. Not again. My truck was in the bat cave. I couldn't very well run away. Well, fuck me. Fucking trapped. I turned. Looked up. He was on a chair on the balcony. Here I was, covered in Clyde's urine, self denying, looking up at Cody, and he was right. I did love him. Fuck him. I cocked my head at him. He reached into the box. Filled a glass with apples and bourbon, grabbed a cigarette, a lighter, and totally naked and vulnerable, came down, hard as a fucking rock, crossed the lawn, walked out onto the pier, held out the offering and put his head against my chest. "I know it hurts." "It does." "I promised not to define it." "You did." "I used Brad's definition." "He's crude." "He's cute." I chuckled. "No. He's not. He's hot." "yeah, that, too." Cody was looking at me staring at the river. "It's like you're transfixed by it, aren't you?" "I don't know why, big guy." "Must call you, I guess." "Maybe." "It's complicated, I think" I turned to him. "Cody." He looked up. "I need something from you tonight." "OK." "I need you to turn the love shit off. Please put that on a back burner. We can deal with it later. Yes, I want to protect you, I have VERY deep feelings for you, but put it away tonight. Please. We can discuss it after I have had time to process the implications, and I know you are patient enough to deal with the time it will take." "Right now, right here, let's enjoy this magic." The river thundered beneath us. He looked up at me and glimmered in the starlight. "OK." I took his hand. kissed his forehead. "care to go rejoin the guys?" "Fuck yes." I laughed. "Sorry Code." We walked to the room. I touched his shoulder on the way. He sighed. Me, too. Opening the door, Cody said loudly "Don't anyone in this room say the L word!!!!" Two big men busted up laughing. I fucking went beet red. Clyde stood up and came to me and wrapped me up in big arms, pulling me onto his lap on the sofa, chuckling. Brad was fucking laughing, his hand on his face, tears in his eyes. Clyde was kissing my neck. no intimacy here, right? I was still embarrassed. yeah... these fuckers. This was a room full of very soft edges. And VERY big dicks. With a fire. and a Bond movie on. Cool. I looked at the three of them. Clyde hugged me tighter. I smiled up at him. Cody said. "Y"all fucking stink." "Go shower." We did. I love the night time. I grabbed Clyde after the shower and asked him to come with me to the pier. "No." "We stay here." "By the fire." "Cody and Brad need us." "probably you more than me." "Something weird?" "Yeah, for you." "What?" "Companionship, fucker." He hugged me. I liked it. It was a start. I turned and looked up at him. "OK." "I'm with you." "I know." He kissed my forehead. I blushed. Grinned, looked up. He was sparkling. "Sofa." Cody looked up on our return. "About time you showered that shit off." "Fuck you." He grinned. "You really like him, don't you?" "Understatement of the year." He looked up at Clyde. "Glad you're with us." "Me, too." "Kind of a fucked up clan." "We'll figure it out." "I'm pretty sure we will." Cody grinned. Clyde dropped a hand on my shoulder. "Possessive much?" "Only if he wants me to be." Cody's eyebrows raised, staring at me. "I want him to be." "Are y'all gonna share?" "When he's finished, maybe." Clyde was more direct. "After he's shown me." "Y'all need time, I see." "Care for a group hug?" I'm not particularly big, Clyde was probably four inches shorter than Brad but much wider, Cody was four inches shorter than me, and Brad was a fucking mountain of a man. Together we probably put 900 pounds of male on the bed when we laid down. The tv was off, the lights had been turned down, and the fire was crackling, windows still open and the front door had been left wide open. Crickets. Brad was surprisingly deferential. New bottom Brad? I grasped Clyde's neck and kissed his clavicle. He dropped his chin on top of my head and sighed. Shit happens. You can't plan it. Maybe Serena had but I didn't see this coming. I grabbed Cody's head, looking up at Clyde, questioning him. He nodded. I pushed him closer to Clyde's chest. Cody sniffed the air. His eyes got wide. He looked up. Clyde was looking down at him. He stared up. Clyde cocked his head and grinned at him. Cody leaned forward and Clyde grew. Big wide areola, flowered open, the nipple in front of Cody expanded, became erect, and Cody smelled Daddy. He dove onto Clyde, his tongue circling the nipple, his lips encasing him, happy fucking sounds coming from him as he sucked hard on Clyde's chest. Clyde looked down. "Feel ok, buddy?" "Mmm hmm" Cody was looking up with a look of ecstasy in his eyes. Sucking more Dad juice. "Feels good buddy." "Mmm hmm." Eyes still staring at Clyde's. "Feel like taking a ride?" "Mmmm." "climb up." "I want to make you feel good." Cody straddled him and his ass split open over that big fucking dick. Hairy butt, wet ass crack, big slot dripping, hungry, my favorite view. Cody asshole gaping open, closing, dripping wet, kissing air. I hadn't made Clyde any bigger but I did give him the talents I mentioned and didn't describe. They became very apparent very quickly. That impossibly large dickhead actually reduced its size and his dick found Cody's hole without either one of them grasping it. It teased it, leaking over it, and Cody flowered open, groaning in need. The skin pulled all the way up over Clyde's head and kissed Cody's hole, wetly sucking on it. Cody's hole spasmed against the monster, liquid coating it, making it slippery. Freaky shit to watch. Cody reacted, like he was plugged into a vacuum cleaner. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!" "OOOOH" "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME???" "OH MY GOD." Clyde's dick had expanded over Cody's hole and his skin was sucking wetly, expanded over his opening. It had flowered open and enveloped the wet anus, spasming, chewing on him. Cody was limp in his arms. It was hot, strange, beautiful. So fucking masculine. So fucking hot seeing Cody totally lose his shit and Clyde lay there like it was another day on the job, ginning at seeing Cody happy. Brad was jacking it. I wasn't. I was rock hard, but dumbfounded. I knew Brad had a magic foreskin too, but this was ridiculous. Clyde's was sucking wetly on on Cody's hole. expanding out into his ass crack, pulsing around his opening. Clyde reached up and grasped Cody's neck. Kissed him very fucking gently. Then kissed his eyes. Stroked his back. Cody was still keening at getting his ass eaten by Clyde's skin, which was dripping shit all over his hole, the sound of the suction was loud now. It was really fucking weird. Obscene, the skin expanding and contracting over Cody's slot, and Cody was almost crying the feelings were so intense. He was shaking in Clyde's arms. Clyde was smiling at him. Happy he was feeling so good. The skin was expanding and contracting, the moisture from his precum making him slippery and I could see him opening further, smacking his ass lips on the head of the dick under the foreskin enveloping his hole. He put his hand on Cody's neck and guided him down to the other nipple. I knew what was coming. Cody smelled it before he reacted. I could see him sniff. He looked up at Clyde, like asking permission. Clyde smiled. Nodded. He leaned down still looking up. His tongue extended and he touched the nipple. Clyde grinned wider. Cody dropped his lips around it and... yeah. Sucked. Clyde's head dropped back, his eyes closed and he said "COOOOOOODY." I looked down at the sucking connection and it changed, Cody sliding back slightly, Clyde growing, and suddenly, the head of his dick was swallowed by Cody's slot. He was inside. He started to grow in him. Cody was still looking up, his eyes getting very wide, Clyde's eyes shot open and he looked down and wrapped his big guns around his back. "Suck me, sport." Cody did. He sucked him empty. Clyde bent up and kissed him and Cody rode down all the way to the root, groaning loudly. "Ooooohhhhh." Cody was fully impaled on him. I knew what the big head was doing to him. I knew exactly what he was feeling, moving millimeters back, and forth, gently rocking that fig fucking thing in and out of that muscle way up inside him. Brad was entranced. I was rooted to my spot. I looked at Brad, big boner sticking up in the air covered by that beautiful skin. What the fuck was I supposed to do? I leaned down, opened wide, and licked big Brad dick. He tasted awesome. I watched Cody ride, out of the corner of my eye, and ate big fucking smarmy Brad meat. I made him cream me. Once, twice. He batted my head away. I licked cum off my jaw. "This will take some time." I got up and walked out the door. grabbed a chair, and reached into Serena's hospitality box. I pulled out a bottle and restocked a glass with ice and dark brown gold. I grabbed a cigarette from the pack and the lighter, brought it to life, put shit back, and closed the box. I could hear Cody keening inside, and Clyde chuckling. I heard a faint "You ok, baby boy?" and a long protracted "yeeeeeeah." in response. The firelight was flickering on the porch roof. Brad came out of the room, carrying a beer, sat down beside me. "That's gonna take a while." He looked at me and smiled. "I like Clyde." "Wait until he fucks you." His eyes got big like that shit never happens with him and then they changed. Yeah, he wanted that to happen. He just forgot. "He's different, Brad." This was the longest conversation I had had with Brad. "He teaches compassion." "He doesn't just fuck." "He gives a lot." Brad turned to me, confused. I laughed. "I know you don't get it. You will." He stared at the river. I looked at him in the twinkling firelight. "You are a really beautiful man." He put his head down and turned it slightly, looking up at me. "Thank you." "Thanks for the companionship." He looked down again. Nodded. Looked back out at the water. "You wouldn't think you would be such a mean sonofabitch on the water." "I can't explain that shit." "You fly." "It's scary." "I have good hardware." He turned, and his eyes raked up and down my lean naked body. "Yeah, you do." I leaned back and grinned at him. "Shut the fuck up." He snickered, turning on a thousand watts with eyes sparkling. "Just don't drop it on my head again." "That hurt." I belly laughed. I heard "OH FUCK!!!" "SHIT!" "FUCK ME HARDER!!!" "GOD!!!!" I smiled. "I think Clyde just hit gold." "Cody sounds pretty damned happy." "I'm looking forward to you experiencing the Clyde dick dance." "Dick dance?" "You have no idea yet, but you will never forget it." "My guess is Clyde may actually be happier than Cody right now." "This is what he really likes." "He makes people happy." Cody had started to moan continuously. His cries got higher pitched. He was grunting. Clyde was giggling. I looked in, and Cody was buried under him, Clyde moving in and out of him by centimeters, just rocking into him, Cody's legs wrapped around him, his arms flung over his sweaty back. "OH." "DADDY." I heard Clyde whisper to him. "Want more, kid?" He stretched his torso up and a big dripping nipple dangled over Cody's face. He sniffed the air. He leaned up and touched it with his tongue, sucked the expanding thing into his mouth. I knew exactly what he was feeling. As the liquid filled him he began to feel warmth, wanted, cared for, fulfilled, and tasted dad sweat, semen, smelled armpit, and felt enveloped in a sense of well being. Yeah, Cody was getting the full on Clyde ride. I was almost jealous but I had had it first, so I identified. I kind of felt sorry for Brad, who had no fucking idea what was going on, other than they were noisy as fuck. I was surprised the bed hadn't broken. Well, we both knew they were fucking. Brad just hadn't experienced Clyde's unique style. Don't misunderstand me. Brad was hot in bed, he was like the ultimate fuck, big passionate dick swinging fantasy man (like magazine centerfold material, and he was that ugly/beautiful/masculine/traffic stopping), but, again, he was a blunt instrument. He was not particularly emotional, except when he was pissed off, and then you better get the fuck out the way. I looked at him. He was still looking at the river, sipping his beer. I heard Cody coming. Again. Keening at Clyde, who laughed quietly and I could barely hear "again?" whispered. Cody said quietly, out of breath "Yes please." The bed creaked. "Well that could go on all night." "Yeah, sort of my fault." Brad looked over at me, a question in his eyes. "I didn't intend for Clyde to join us but when he did, I sort of made him... better than the three of us." "Wha...?" "He has no refractory period." "He produces testosterone at a rate that it probably is exhumed through his sweat." "If you fire a gun at Clyde, he would rebuild himself in seconds." "He's totally immortal." Brad stared at me. "You can do that?" "It wasn't fucking intentional." "He deserved it." "He was bruised." "I touched him." "That shit happened." "How do you decide, Stuart?" "I don't, fucker." "The galaxy decides." "I CAN decide, with small shit, that makes people happier." "I cannot decide what happens if ... it happens." "Do you know when it will happen?" "Never." "So... what happened with me?" "You wanted to be OK with being masculine and a big fucking faggot." He laughed and sucked down the rest of his beer staring up at the canyon rim, and the stars silhouetting it. He looked over at me, eyes sparkling, smiling. "You're direct." "You were closeted." "You were not happy." "How do you feel now?" I pointed at his big naked frame, sitting outside a room where one of our buddies was getting the shit fucked out of him, drinking a beer with me in flickering firelight. "I like it." "OK." "Boom." "Mission accomplished." "Hey Brad." "Yeah Stuart?" "You are a flaming homosexual." "Fuck you." I looked at him gleaming "You're really fucking good at that shit." He fell back in the chair and belly laughed. "I am, aren't I?" "Yeah. You can do that shit to me any day of the week." He looked at me with big serious eyes " I like fucking you." "I like you fucking me." "You make me feel ok with who I am... this way, like I wanted to be." "That's the way this shit works." "I don't understand." "Neither do I." "Look, I can change shit, like what your nipples do, or what your testosterone count is, or heal your bruises, little shit, but I cannot change what the galaxy needs you to be." "That's way above my pay grade. If I fucked with that, if I even considered it, my grandmother would reach down from the heavens and snuff me the fuck out. And her omelettes were too good to disrespect, man." "This is not something I can manipulate. You... made you. This is what you wanted." "Yeah" He looked down at the porch floor, the firelight flickering over his back. turned his head to me, big lug feeling really small. eyes peering out from under him. "Yeah," he said softly, small voice, surprising coming from such a big man, "I did." I got really assertive very quickly, before the shit ended behind us. "What are you going to do with it?" I reached into the cabinet and poured him a bourbon. Handed it to him. "What. Are. You. Going. to. do. with. this?" He looked at me. He frowned. I raised my eyebrows. He stared at me. "Holy shit." "Oh yeah." "Sinkin' in?" "Like a fricking thousand pound anchor." "Sorry." "You suck." "Yeah. You like it." "Fuck you." "you are really good at that." "Are we like gay vampires or something?" "No man." "This is ... I'm stuck." "Can we lay down for a little bit?" "I'm hurting." Brad took me to bed. We laid down and watched them Cody was still entranced. Clyde was grinning down at him. Cody was the center of his world, and he was taking him places he'd never been. Code was staring up at him... not lost, full of Clyde and his caring. Sincerity. Clyde was a big animal but he was very sharing. Cody was enraptured. he was hugging him, eyebrows winced, pleading silently for him for fill him, just make it more intense. Clyde was complying. Code was sighing., tears in his eyes. Clyde had eyes full of compassion. He just wanted Cody to feel good and he was so happy he was taking him to this level. He moved a little. Cody moaned. Looked up at him with big wide eyes. Clyde stopped moving and grinned at him, pulled back a fraction of an inch, and moved forward. Cody's eyes got really big and he slapped his hands onto Clyde's ass. Gripping him. Pulling him in tight. He was grinding that pretty ass up against Clyde's thighs and he wanted that big dick all the way in him. "Daddy." he whispered. "Big boy," Clyde grinned. "You take me so good." "You are soo big." "Please don't stop fucking me." "OK, big man." "Daddy?" "Yeah boy?" "Can I have more?" "You mean this?" Clyde stretched over him until his pecs were over Cody's face. "Yes, Sir." "Help yourself champ." Cody leaned up and licked a nipple and it grew, the areola pulsing around it. He leaned up, sucked. Clyde sighed. "Yeah, little buddy, suck it." Cody whimpered. Daddy's big dick was making him full, he wanted the big man to hold him, he loved making him feel happy. He wrapped his arms around him and pulled his torso up against Clyde for maximum contact. Cody was scrubbing himself against Clyde's hair belly. He came, convulsing against the big man. Clyde looked down at him and smiled. "Having fun?" "Yes sir. Fill me up." "You want more?" Cody blushed. "If that's ok with you." "It's more than OK." Clyde hit him hard and deep. Cody's eyes shot open. "OOOOH." "Yeah, buddy." Again. "FUCK" "You." "HARDER," "OK." Slam "PLEASE." Head slamming into the headboard. "GOD." He was pushing the little fucker up the wall, had his hand under his ass and was fucking plowing into him, Cody's ass chewing on his root. He was coming over and over and over. "OHHHH." "Happy?" "Yes, Daddy." "Here." Clyde stretched up. The other nipple. right there. He smelled it. Didn't even open his eyes. Reached out and tasted it. It leaked. Lips closed around it, his arms flung around that big torso and he suckled on Clyde, his hips riding up and down on him, grinding ass lips onto his root, groaning heavily as the big head penetrated that third sphincter over and over again. Dick dancing. Cody was in heaven. Sucking on Daddy Tit. "Y'all gonna take a break sometime tonight?" Clyde turned his head from Cody's eyes and looked into mine. "He's hard to resist." "I think the feeling is mutual." I raised my eyebrows. He looked back at Cody and kissed his forehead. "Champ." Cody looked up at him. "We need to take a break." He hugged him tight and looked closely into his eyes. "OK." Clyde was STILL rock hard. Had I done that? Cody was still hanging onto his shoulders. He knee walked back on the bed and laid him down on the sheets. Released him. Cody reluctantly let go. he raised his face up and kissed him. Clyde caressed his face and kissed him back. Stood up. Walked out the door. I looked at Cody, who hadn't even been put away wet. He was still rock solid and raring to go. He had not even dropped back into reality yet. He was floating on a sea of dick. man sweat, and daddy milk. lucky man. Brad was transfixed. I looked at Brad. He was staring at him. Uh, oh. Cody opened his eyes and caught Brad's. Brad was fucking dripping. No, his dick was leaking. So were his nipples. shit was pouring down his chest. I walked over and threw a log in the fireplace and walked out the door. The noise started inside. "You're special, big man." I sat down beside him, reaching for a bottle and refilling my glass. He reached into the box and pulled out a cigar. I took it from him and reached in and got the cutters, set him up and handed it back. "Thanks." I held up the lighter. He leaned in and I touched his neck. This time it was VERY deliberate. I poured into him how I felt about him. Quick. He started. Sat up. Turned to me. "Really?" I turned my head down. Looked at the floor. "Yeah." "You..." "Shut the fuck up." "OK." "Is it ok?" I looked at him really shyly, from under my brows. "No." "FUCK YES." I looked down again. I looked out at the river. I looked over at his legs. big thighs. big feet. Up his flat torso, covered in thick hair. Big fucking nipples. adams apple sticking way out of his neck. square jaw line covered in stubble. He was watching me intently with sparkling eyes. "You're fucking serious?" I looked back down. "Yeah," I said, very quietly. I felt a very gentle very big paw on my back. I looked up into those eyes. "It's mutual." I stared at him. "No." "I mean PERMANENTLY mutual." Well holy fuck. Tears. The paw pulled me in tight. I reached around him. I fucking poured shit out of my eyes. He stroked my head. "Serena didn't mention THIS shit." "You have a very kind spirit, Stuart." "I believe in people, Clyde." "I am not very trusting." "Why me?" I looked out at the river again. "I didn't even have to look at you twice." "I felt you." "You changed me." "Not into what I wanted you to be." "Yeah... this shit is pretty hot." "Fuck yeah it is, but it's all you." "Well, with the possible exception of..." I reached up and tweaked a nipple and the air filled with DADDY scent. "No. I think that's me, too. I like it this way." "You're serious?" I looked down again. quietly... after a silence. "yeah." He palmed the back of my head, scratched my neck with a finger. "OK." I sat up straight and started to laugh and he stared at me. Turned to him. "You better be good with a paddle." "WH...?" Cody came around the corner of the door frame, freshly fucked for the fucking third time tonight. "Official?" I looked down at the floor again, turned my eyes up and looked at his, glinting at me., gave a nod. Clyde looked up at him and nodded. "About fucking time." "Can we go start another fire on the pier now to celebrate?" "The room needs to air out." "It smells like ass and armpits." I laughed. "grab a bottle of bourbon and some apples, Code." I looked at Clyde. I thought I was feeling shy. He was staring at the floor. The secret was out. I said very quietly: "hey." He looked up. I extended a hand. He stood up, wide, masculine, big man, hairy, a couple of inches taller, but broad, flat planes of muscle, big biceps. not particularly pretty, but all fucking man, looking down at me. Big fucking dick, drooping down over hairy balls, his hair covering his stomach. Man he was pretty ugly. I grinned up at him, reached down, pulled his foreskin down over the head of his dick. "HEY." "Fucker." I hit his chest with my forehead. "Let's go listen to the river." He led. I watched that big furry ass make its way across the lawn. I wanted to touch it. I knew I would have the chance later so I didn't rush to it. The fire had been reduced to coals and was still smoldering. Clyde threw a couple of logs in and in minutes it was blazing again. I reached into the dock box and pulled out cushions for the sofa. Thundering footfalls. Couldn't be anyone else. three glasses. a bowl of apples. a bottle of bourbon. A cigar. A pack of cigarettes. Brad. naked, big thick uncut dick swinging over monsterous nuts. arms crossed across big fucking loaded pectorals, staring at us. "Trying to pull the wool over our eyes?" Clyde looked up. "No." "We didn't know." "Sure enough took y'all long enough to figure out." I looked up this time "Fuck you Brad." "He hasn't yet but I am certainly looking forward to it." Clyde stood up and for the first time I saw him turn aggressive. He fucking slugged Brad in the jaw. Knocked him out. The big fucker collapsed. fell onto the pier floor. I was speechless. Cody stared down at Brad's stricken form. I'll be damned. Glass jaw. Clyde walked off the dock. I watched his retreating frame. Cody looked at me. I looked back. I leaned over and touched Brad and he roused. I looked back at Cody. "Bad." He frowned. "Angry." "not good." I called out "CLYDE." No response. "I have to find him." Cody nodded. I went. He was at his tent, tearing down. "NO." "Clyde. You, of all people." "You don't run away." "You help." "Not that fucker." "I'm still right here." "I need you." He looked at me, in pain. quietly: "hey." "yeah?" "help?" he looked at me and dropped the fucking tent stakes. "ok." I leaned in and smelled him. Ohhhhhh. reached my arms around him and felt his warmth and his heart beating. Oooooh. flattened my head against his chest and inhaled big whiffs of Clyde. so sincere. so real, so soft, so masculine, so ... oooooh. I turned, not looking to see if he was following. I could hear his footfalls behind me. I slowed. The big paw found my shoulder. we walked toward the pier. Brad was standing. Cody was sitting on the sofa. Brad was Pacing. Pissed. Clyde whispered. "me first." His big feet make heavy sounds on the timbers. Brad glowered at him. Clyde walked up to him, cat like, and extended a hand. Reflexively, Brad took it. He was gullible as shit. His eyes got wide. He stared at Clyde. I looked at Cody, watching. Cody was blown away. Brad was frozen. Clyde said very quietly, I almost didn't hear it. "No. more. anger. no. more. hate." Brad seemed to wake up. He stared at Clyde. He seemed to get really horny. His dick lengthened, filling the hood, he started dripping. I looked at Cody. He looked up at me. "Cushions." Cody was on the dock box in seconds, cushions, pillows spread out. I lit lanterns. Clyde pulled Brad into him and Brad leaned down for a kiss. Big man, against big smaller man, mashing mouths. I looked at Cody. He was smiling. Clyde reached up and caressed Brad's face. he leaned in and kissed his nose. Brad sighed. Holding Brad's head he brought it down and held it against his chest. Brad inhaled Clyde scent. Well, that about sums that up. He smelled it. Daddy scent. The next thing that happened of course is that Brad's eyes opened and he could see the source, dripping, inches from his eyes. Big fucking nipple, daddy juice. his eyes crossed and he leaned forward, tongue extended. Mmmmmm. Dad milk. He latched on. Sucked hard. Clyde sighed. "Braaaaaaaaad." "Ohhhhhhh." "Mmmmmm hmmmmm?" "Taste good?" "MMMMMMmmmmmmmm." still sucking. "oooohhhhh. so good buddy." "Wanna go for a ride?" still sucking. "MMMMmm hmm." Clyde laid down on the cushions Cody had laid out and Brad followed. "Climb up." Brad straddled him, and Clyde's pec emptied. Brad looked up, his face plastered with Clyde's lactation. "Are you done, or are you still hungry?" Brad stared at him. "More please." Clyde ran his fingers through Brad's hair and guided him. the other areola grew wide, contracted and the nipple got fat and protruded. Brad licked it. It started to leak. Brad closed his lips around it and groaned. He bit and chewed and sucked. "Mmmmmm." "Hey sport.?" "Mmmm hmmm?" "Your ass." "Wanna fuck?" "Mmmmm." "bring it up here." He had been straddling Clyde with his ass in the air but now he brought it down and laid on his stomach, Clyde's big dick below him, big fucking double basketball barrel ass covered in hair open to the air spread out with a really tight hole exposed within the dense hair. Sweaty. Actually responding to Clyde, it was pulsing already. He didn't even know he wanted him yet and he wanted him. I looked at Cody and he was fascinated by the seduction. He looked at me and smiled. Beautiful right? I nodded. Clyde reached up and ran his hands down Brad's back. He leaned up and kissed him. "This is going to feel a little weird, buddy" His dick did this amazing thing. It got longer. Not thicker. It just raised up and attached itself to Brad's asshole. Like weird alien kind of ... well... it just did. Foreskin spread out and Brad's eyes flew open. "WHAT THE FUCK?????" "Shhhhh." "Come here." Clyde's arms opened. Brad fell into them. Clyde smothered him in kisses. Brad responded in kind, very passionately Clyde's very talented dick made BDB whine. I would have laughed if it hadn't been so fucking breathtakingly hot. Clyde was a consummate lover but with Brad he was exceptionally tender. He stroked him very gently. Brad was vibrating from his attentions. Big Brad. I'd warned him, or at least given him a heads up. Once you Clyde, you never came back. It was about to happen. Cody looked over at me. I looked at him. I nodded. We both got up simultaneously. "Wanna go back up to the room?" "Yeah." "I need a hug." "OK bud." We walked across the lawn, still bare assed naked. Up the stairs. I sat down on a chair outside the door and Cody went inside. I reached into the box, pulled out a bottle and filled a glass, lit a smoke. Noticed there was a new bottle and another cigar. Serena aimed to see to us tonight. I leaned back and exhaled tobacco smoke into the night air, watched it drift off. Cody reappeared, gorgeous. Sat down. "Big guy's boyfriend now?" "Yeah, I think." "Good." "I think Clyde will be good for him tonight." "I think Clyde will change him tonight." "I hope so." "I'm really happy for you Stuart." "Thank you, Cody." "You really need him, you know." "Well.. I never thought I would meet HIM." "Weird, right?" "No shit weird." "He like matches you head to foot, well with the exception of being able to throw you across a room." I laughed. "He has an exceptional spirit." "So do you." "Thank you Cody." "I'm not going to..." "Shut. the fuck. up. or I will. deck. you." He rolled back in his chair belly laughing. just fucking holding his stomach laughing at the sky. "NO L words!!!" Fucker. "Hey Cody." "Yeah?" "I think I love you buddy." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Back at you, big man." I looked down at the pier and Brad was doing squats on big Clyde dick and singing to the stars. Moaning like a little girl fucked for the first time. Clyde was ear to ear grinning up at him. I turned to Cody. "How'd you like your ride on the Clyde cycle?" "I don't think I have ever met another human being that can do what he does." "I very much doubt that I will ever be that well fucked again in my life." "Well... you have been that well fucked. Be grateful. He is." "Yeah, I get it." "Oh." His head turned. He looked at me wide eyed. "Oh." My head dropped. I stared at the floor. I looked out at the river. I nodded. "He..." "Mmmmm Hmmm." "Fuck. That's fucking weird." "here." "You guys..." "Yep." I added, "I think Serena is a witch." "Pretty sure he didn't just wander in tonight." "I had a really bad dream night before last." I told him. Cody listened, and watched the big show on the pier, Brad bottoming for the first time, and Clyde doing what he does, Brad groaning filled with him and loving his company, never wanting the occupation to end, grasping hard, gasping up at him. Cody was really scared. "We're ok here tonight buddy. This is safe. I don't know how I know but I know Serena has something to to do with it, and it won't happen here." "I'm gonna go get my jeans and boots and a tee shirt and walk down and ask a couple questions." "Coming?" We walked in. She was gorgeous. I would fuck her if I were straight. "Hey sweetheart." I didn't miss a heartbeat and didn't allow him to speak. "Clyde." She looked into my eyes and knew exactly what I meant. "Yes." I walked right back out the door, leaving her and Cody alone. I walked out in the parking lot and sat in Cody's Jeep. He came out after about twenty minutes. "She ,,," "No Code." "No" "I don't care what the motivations were." I turned to him. "You first." "EVERYTHING ELSE second." Big eyes. "Nothing else." "Clyde?" "Maybe." "YOU." "FIRST." "OK." "Take me to bed." He did. On the way up to the room we looked down onto the pier and Clyde had Brad under him, big thighs parted, kissing him, Brad groaning...spread wide open, pulling on Clyde's hips. Stuffing himself full of big fucking dick. Moaning into the night air. We went into the room, threw another log on the fire and Cody wrapped me up in a hug, pulled a blanket over us and gentled me into slumber. I loved this little man. Yeah. The L word. We caught maybe twenty minutes of z's Lumbering footsteps coming up the stairs. Guess who. He was giggling like a schoolgirl. The door was open. Clyde looked in, Brad, walked over and slapped my ass, covered in Cody blanket. "Lazy fucker." "Get up." "We need to celebrate my first time bottoming." I looked at Clyde. He smirked. "Lead a horse, eh?" "He liked it, think he got a lot of it, but he's still... Brad." Brad had already bounded out of the room. He was sitting on a chair, with a beer. Cody was groggy. Clyde was stroking him. "Come on bud." Cody leaned into him like an infant not willing to give up sleep. "Daddy." "Come on Champ." He roused. They stood. Came out. Quiet footsteps. The staircase. There had been nobody else here all evening. A blond set of locks emerged followed by a handsome tanned face. Blazing blue eyes. Big shoulders, covered in blond fur. Big fucking pectorals, wide, flat, Big biceps all covered in golden down. A fucking twelve pack of abdominals. You could punch this man with a battering ram and it would not hurt him. "Y'all seem to be havin' a nice night." "My sister sends her compliments on making this extra special." He was carrying a basket and set it on top of the hospitality box. "Serena is your sister?" I asked. "Yes, sir." "You are?" "Luke, sir." "Luke, this is Cody." Luke raised a hand and shook. "Brad." Another handshake. "Um... Clyde." Clyde didn't raise his hand. He stepped forward. Stood right in front of Luke. Luke looked up. Caught a whiff. I just turned the fuck away. I looked at Cody and smiled. We found another staircase and went to the pier. I heard the sounds, the whining. The pleading. The quiet whispers to him. Lukas was well fucked an hour later, we were all enjoying the fire on the pier. I had not changed him, nor had Clyde. He was still the same innocent (sort of) dude that had brought us a restock of crackers, apples, and bourbon and cigars. Happier, to be sure. Clyde had certainly shown him the ropes. NObody is fully fucked until they have been fucked by Clyde. Luke was feeling the effects. "Join the club, brother," I slapped my palm on his shoulder grinning, looking at Clyde. "Fucker leaves all of us mere mortals speechless." "That was..." "Yeah it was." "Yer gonna miss that shit." Luke turned to Clyde and looked up at him. Questioning. "Yeah. OK." "I'll come back." He looked down, sad, resigned, relieved. "First time, I was begging on his dick." Cody piped up. "I could not get enough fucking daddy" Brad pitched in "Fucker is the ultimate fucking top. I whined. I don't fucking whine." Clyde blushed. I touched his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head. "Clyde." I said it out loud. He looked over at me. Past Luke, past Cody, up at Brad, back to me. I was looking at the river. Listening to it. He was staring at me. I could feel it. I looked over. I know this can happen without touching. I just didn't expect this. Luke sensed the brotherhood. "You guys." "Yeah?" "You're..." I looked at Luke's bright blue eyes. "What?" "You're..." "Yeah?" "Family." "OK. That's a good way to put it." "Not brothers." "Not exactly." "You're all gay." "Queer as they come." "I've never been fucked like that." Clyde gestured. Luke hadn't gotten aftercare. Luke walked to him. Clyde reached out a big palm and pulled him into his lap and Luke sighed. Clyde wrapped big guns around him and leaned down to his ear "More questions?" "Why tonight, why here?" I looked at Cody. He shrugged. I looked at Brad. He nodded, looking at the floor regretfully. "The big guy over there, Brad... beat the fuck out of the most handsome man in the room there, Cody." Cody looked at him and nodded. "Cody kicked him out of his house." Brad nodded, looking at Luke. "Brad came and got a room here." "He left a key for Cody with your sister." "Hoping Cody would come and accept his very sincere regretful apologies." "Brad's not one to be regretful much." Luke looked at him. He looked back. Serious. BDB. Mucho Macho Brad. Big stare. "You hurt him?" He pointed at Cody. They both nodded slowly. He turned to Cody. "Why did you come?" "Stuart brought me." "Oh." "YOU are Stuart." He looked at me. I looked at Luke very hard. "Serena." "She said I would like meeting you." I furrowed my eyebrows. "Did she say anything else?" "Yes." "She said your partner was a really nice man and to treat you guys like family." I looked at Clyde with a big eyed stare. He raised his eyebrows. "I know we are NOW" "That had to be before it happened." "What the fuck?" Clyde was caressing Luke's chest. Kissing his ears. Luke was sighing, loving his touch. Clyde was an incredibly caring man. Luke scrubbed his head against Clyde pecs. He inhaled. Big mistake. Daddy scent. Sweat, piss, come, sweat. Turned his head. Clyde couldn't help it. It was how he was built now. The areola got wider, started to sweat, the nipple enlarged, he started to leak. He pulsed. Lukas reached his tongue out. Daddy tit. Yep. sucked. Well, I'll be damned. Clyde scored again. He grinned down and closed his eyes in ecstasy and sighed. Head fell back. That's my daddy. That big dick rose up tight against his torso. Luke was sucking hard on him, still sitting in front of him, twisted around with his mouth attached to his chest. very quietly and gently he touched Luke's torso. "hey buddy." "turn around." "Mmmmm." still sucking. "Don't stop." "Hmmm mmm." "Climb up." "Mmmm hmmm." Luke was now straddling Clyde's waist, sitting there with his big dick pointed to the stars. Luke was sucking on his left pectoral. Looking up at him. "Like that?" "Mmmmm." sucking. "You might like this too." Clyde's dick started to move. It came to rest just below Luke's asshole. The skin retraced off the head, which seemed to get smaller, but belched out an ounce of fluid, coating the skin and the length of his cock. The skin crawled up over the head, and found Luke's tight puckered asshole and surrounded it. Luke gasped It started pulsing against him. He wrapped his arms tight around Clyde. "What's happening???" Scared. "Just kissing you, big man." "Here." He put a hand on his scalp and laid him down against his chest. Caressed him. Luke calmed down. Not his groans but his shock went away. He was in ecstasy. Now the hard shit would start. Clyde started to lengthen. It started to slip in, under the wet foreskin. Luke grunted as it opened him. Here is where it stings. No avoiding the inevitable. Clyde grew. Got wider. This was getting fucked. No denying that shit. It was beautiful. Luke was clinging to Clyde's shoulders, his eyes focused into Clyde's. Clyde was looking back, smiling. Luke's eyes were pleading at him. Clyde was smiling. "Happy, kid?" "Oh yeah." "good." That is what tripped Clyde's trigger. It wasn't getting off. I'd seen that happen a few times but not any measurable count. Clyde got off on people getting off. He leaned up. Like I said I had made his refractory period very short. "Hey Luke." He leaned down. kissed the top of his head. "Want some more?" Luke sniffed. "yeah." he sighed and latched onto a big nipple. Sucked hard. Legs up over Clyde's back, arms around him, asshole plugged to his root sucking on daddy tit. Grinding himself onto his root. "Cody." "Let's go to the dock." Brad grinned. "That's four for four." Brad was fucking crude but he was right. Clyde could top anyone. Make them happy. Make them whine. "Lukas." He looked up at me, dazed in his dick filled reality. "Take good care of him." "He just wants you to feel good." "He's my daddy." "Ungh." "Ooooh." "OOOOkay." He fell against Clyde's chest. Moaning, hugging him. Clyde smiled at me and blew me a kiss. I grinned at him. "You take care of Luke." His big eyes regarded me. He nodded. "That's Serena's brother." His eyes got really big. I nodded. Both arms came up and held Luke very gently and raised him up and down on his dick while he stared at me. "This is important." "Don't change him." "He's not our family." Luke was deaf to the words, so full of daddy dick and moans. Clyde got it. He added a distraction. He bent Luke's head down with a big paw, and raised an arm. Luke busied himself licking armpit. "Serious about the witch thing?" "Maybe." "How did you get here tonight?" "I was just going to the grocery store." "Compelled to stop?" "For a six pack I could have gotten up the street." "She mated us." "I don't mind it." "Well, fucker, neither do I." We were having this conversation while Luke was sucking sweat out of Clyde's armpit, riding his dick. "You better attend to your charge." "Don't fuck with him." Clyde touched Luke's neck and leaned down and kissed him gently. He applied a little pressure and the blond hunk fell into his big hairy chest and groaned while that big dick did scary things way deep inside him. "Oooooh." "Yeaaaah." "Fucker." Luke smiled and swooned. fell back against him and hugged him inhaling daddy smell. Jesus Clyde was a perfect lover. I walked out on the pier. Brad was sitting on the sofa, Cody was laying on the cushions, ass up pointing perfect hairy globes up to the stars. Both enjoying the firelight, happy. "Y'all are gay man's wet dream." "Fuck you." "You both have. It was hot, both times." Brad smiled. "You have a great ass." "You have a really big dick." "Power fucker." He snickered. "How about you sport?" "You are like a centerfold there, all ass and vee torso on those cushions." "All yours, big man." "Ohhhkaaaaay." I laid my length across him, slid my dripping dick up his back while I kissed his neck, stood up and walked to the end of the pier and sat down with my legs in the river by the fireplace. "Thank you both." I said into the darkness. Cody got it first. "I love you Stuart." "Fuck you, Cody." "You did." "It was good." "I intend to do it again." "Good." "I like you. In me." "outside of me." "OK." I smiled. looked at his sparkling eyes. We both meant it. the water was dragging my legs. I was distracted. Cody stood. he walked over to me and pulled me up. "This is too much for you." "Go sit by Brad." "Wh...?" "You should see your face." "I..."" "No." "You were about to go in." "I..." "Shut the fuck up." "Go sit with Brad." Cody threw another log on the fire. I sat down on the sofa, and BDB in an exceptionally and unexpected gesture, placed a hand on my abdomen and stroked me in affection. He even leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Stop daydreaming about the river. We're right here and we want your company." I looked up at him. Brad didn't say shit like that. He didn't even THINK shit like that. Clyde lessons. All four of us had had them now. Empathy. Lukas had screamed into the night a couple of times already. He was keening now, begging. Impaling himself on big fucking Clyde meat. It was tearing his insides up and he was stretched wider that he ever thought possible. He was happier than he might ever be again in his life. I looked up at Brad. "You are really ugly." He looked at me, surprised. "Big fucker." He was offended. seriously hurt. "I find big ugly men exceptionally hot." He smiled. "I think skinny fag assholes are pretty cool, too." I laughed. I sat down. The sound of Luke in the background giving it up to Clyde was beautiful. I turned to Brad. He grinned at me. I leaned up. Got a kiss. Brad was learning manners. I looked up at him. Nodded down at Cody. "Why aren't you hitting that?" "Two things." "You didn't give me the refractory period of a god," nodding up at the balcony. "I also like seeing Cody just enjoy himself without fucking him." I fucking laughed so hard I almost lost control of my bladder. "Yeah, me, too big guy." "I love seeing Cody happy." He looked up at me. "I love you back, big guy, but stop talking about me in the third person." "OK, handsome." "Brad." "Yeah." "Go show him who's boss." I got up and went up to the balcony and filled my glass and got a smoke. I sat down and watched Brad stand and kneel behind him and kiss the center of his back. Learning Clyde technique. He was a big dog, huge. all fours, shadowing Cody in the lantern and firelight. He leaned down and kissed Cody's neck. Cody arched his back and even from this distance I heard a soft groan. Brad leaned down and kissed his ear. Cody turned his head and sighed. Good boy, Brad. He lifted an arm and gently placed it in the center of Cody's back and traced his spine with two fingers, lightly. Brad was becoming an artist. Cody flowered open. His legs spread. He groaned. Brad smiled. He was facing away from me but I could tell. His dick was dripping on Cody's fuzzy butt. I could hear Lukas behind me keening but there on the pier Cody was writhing. Brad hadn't even started. I was proud of these boys. These men. Well.. ok... none of us had touched Luke. There was something in the back of my mind that said Serena wanted us to do that. I was extremely reluctant. I wasn't sure of the implications. Her brother? No. He seemed to be having a good time regardless. I looked into the window and he was under Clyde sucking a nipple being filled with daddy dick. Doesn't get much better than that. Brad was having a good time. He had taken up position between those hairy frogs leg and was eating Cody butt. Luke was whining. "Ohhh daddy." "Yeah, buddy." "Deep?" "Like that?" A grunt. a moan. "Yeeeeeah." "Heh." "OK," "You like being filled up?" "Yes sir." "Let's try something." I knew I had given Clyde a gift aside from the immortal testosterone laced masculinity thing. I heard him want to experiment with it and got curious. I reached over and put a couple of apples in my glass. Filled it back up. Walked into the room and put a log in the fire. Luke was underneath him. He was covered in sweat. He saw me come in and sit down. I was limp dicked and just interested in what he had in mind. He didn't change. He looked at me while it happened. Luke grunted. He smiled at me. Smiled down at Luke. Kissed his forehead. "OK big man?" "Hell yes, sir." "What do you want?" "Please don't stop fucking me sir." "OK." I identified. Lukas was being gutted. Clyde looked at me, not mean, not egotistical, not even snide. "Wanna see what you did?" I looked into those eyes. "Not sure." He pulled out. Luke keened "NOOOOOOOO!!!!" "Shhhhh buddy." He stroked his chest. "Sorry." If it was less than a foot long I'm a dumbass. The head was gargantuan. bigger than my fist. Wrist thick. Clyde was a man menace. He put it back. Lukas whined. "More please." "OK buddy." He kissed him very gently and reached up and stroked his brow. Lukas ground his ass up to meet him. That was fucked up. I stood up. I wasn't that much of a voyeur but I wanted to know how they were. Luke was flying, total dick daze. I leaned down and kissed my man's hairy sweaty back, wiped some of his shit off him and let him see me spread it on my chest and face. I put my face in his asscrack and tasted him, rubbing my moustache in deep so I would have the smell of Clyde below my nose, He smelled so good. Holy shit all man, sweat, ass, nuts, good man smells. I thought Cody smelled like a great locker room. Clyde smelled like the inside of a perfect jockstrap after a really hard workout. Nasty, sweaty. covered in come and urine, sweat... nutsack scent. Daddy. Lukas was still moaning below him. He looked at me, gripping the boy still. I leaned down. He smiled. kissed me. Looked down. "OK boy?" "Mmmmmm." "Harder?" "Like this?" I hear Luke's head hit the wall when I walked out. A deep breathy sigh saying "Yeeeeees." I smiled. THAT was a man I would trust to the end of my days. "OK boy?" "Yes sir." "Good." THAT was Clyde. I smiled and sat down. While Luke was being gutted inside I watched the pier. Brad was sitting astride his legs now, facing away from me, big furry ass moving back and forth. His big fucking arms were massaging Cody's back, big paws splayed out. He was sighing into the night air. I felt for a moment like I had walked into a Joe Gage Movie. The really weird thing was... There were no other truckers or bikers. That had been bugging me all fucking night. Nobody else. Not one footstep by this door, not one other visitor on the pier other than Clyde. I got up, walked inside, grabbed my jeans and boots, walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water. While it heated I listened to Luke keening happy being fucked sounds, proud of what Clyde did. I wetted a washcloth and wiped my face. Filled it with soap and wiped out my pits and my chest. I at least smelled and looked better. Grabbed my flannel shirt and tucked it into my jeans. The confrontation. I walked in. She really is magnificent. Just a store clerk, right? "Hi." "Luke's your brother?" "Yes." "Thank you for all of the incredible hospitality tonight." "I was expecting y'all. You're more than welcome here, any time." "Luke." "Yes?" "You would sacrifice one of your own?" She stared at me. "You didn't." "No." "And we won't." "He's a good boy." "Don't use him as a tool." "You know goddam well what's coming and you used your brother." "He's your own fucking blood." She looked at me. wide eyed. Helpless. "Serena." "You have given me perhaps the most special night of my life." "We are about to be faced with some really nasty shit." "Where the fuck did you find Clyde?" "Oh honey, Clyde has been waiting for you for years... ever since he was a kid," "Waiting for me?" "What do you mean?" "On the swingset he used to tell me when he was little, a big guy's going to come get me one day and help me be a daddy." "That's you, Stuart." Well fuck me again. Luke was prolly still grinding ass against root. I didn't give a flying fuck. "Serena?" "Do you want this?' I made a stupid head to foot gesture with both hands. She looked at me very seriously. "Yes." "You cannot have it." I turned and caught the angry look as I left the building. I swftly walked up the stairs. "CLYDE." "WH..?" "Grab your shit." "NOW" I Yelled at the pier. "BRAD. CODY. GET THE FUCK UP." "NOW" "COME ON." I looked at Lukas disconnected from Clyde, confused. "I'm sorry buddy. You better have a talk with your sister." "We have to go." Brad jumped in the Chevy, Cody jumped in the Jeep, and Clyde jumped into a 1960s Jeep pickup truck with no doors. I jumped in with Clyde. I put my hand on his thigh. "I hope we are gonna be ok." ""me too." "Let's get the fuck out of here." Lots of dust and groaning transmissions. I slid out of Clyde's truck in the dark. The dog was circling us, glad we were back. "She wanted us to convert her brother." "That was what the whole evening was about." Brad was himself, ridiculously humorous. "He was cute." "We could have made him a porch statue that gave really good blowjobs." "No." "We could not alter him." "Otherwise he'd have this ability." "Brad. Before you discount how easy this must seem, as far as I know, there are now four of us on this planet." "Four." "Cody. You. Clyde. Me." "Us." Brad: "So you're the source." "Yeah." "What does it do?' "Where does it come from?" "I have no idea." "Can you control it?" "Not in a large sense." "I can make it do fun shit, like this" I glanced at his dick and he blew a load I laughed and the other two did as well. He finally stopped convulsing. "I can't do life changing stuff." "I can make people happier." "That's a great gift." "That's probably the reason..." I pointed to Clyde. He smiled. shrugged. Cody went into the cabin. Came back with a basket. Set it on the table in front of the fireplace. "Who the fuck is lighting the fire??" we were all so fucked up by the hasty exit we had not considered where we were landing. Brad got up... went and built the kindling. lit the fireplace. "You know this isn't where he wants to be, right?" "We may want to use the tub." "Go take care of him" Brad disappeared. Five minutes later a big hand blanketed my shoulder. I looked up expecting Clyde with the soft touch. Brad was sparkling down at me. "Come here." "I want to show you something." He reached down and grabbed my hand. He was like a little kid. They knew I loved the porch. He led me around the side of the building. Every split log had an oil lantern on it. The hemlock planks were sparkling with candles. The rafters were filled with light from railroad lanterns. The fireplace was blazing. I looked up at BDB and cried. Big fucking tears. Nicest shit someone has done for me in for fucking ever. Glorious. sitting on the table was a glass of apples that happened to have bourbon in it. There was a cigarette in an ashtray beside it, with a lighter laying next to that. I looked up. "Clyde said I need to take care of you." I got big eyed. "He actually said if I didn't take care of you he would fucking kill me." "I prefer not following orders. But I do prefer you happy." "Vice versa, big fucker." I leaned up and he leaned down. Kissed him, Hugged him. "Hey Brad." "Yeah?" "This is beautiful." "Yeah it is." "I want to fuck you Stuart." "What about Cody?" "Wait a few." "Have a seat." I did. Listening to the river roar in the canyon watching Orion grandly pronounce himself in the sky over the canyon rim, the candles sparkling around me... I sat and tasted bourbon over green apples. Brad was pacing. He was never good at being calm. "Sit down with me. Please." "This was sort of Clyde's idea." "I got that feeling. You are not this creative." Goddammit. He packed a wallop. This is the fucking fifth time today I had been punched and this time Brad broke a fucking chair in the process. What the fuck? I passed out. The next thing I knew Cody was wiping a warm washcloth over my face. Clyde was holding me, laying me on Cody's truck frame. I looked at the two of them. "Thanks." Clyde smiled. Cody looked really pissed. "Where's Brad?" "By the fire." I raised up. Cody: "No." "Absolutely." "Now." "Before he regrets it." Cody touched my jaw. It was broken. It healed. Oh. an extra gift. I smiled. Clyde was going to like this. "let me see him." They both stood back while I got up. I was furious. Cody looked at me very fucking seriously. "Calm down Stuart." "Leave this to us, Code." "Where is he?" "On the porch he decorated for you." "stay inside. both of you." They sat down. in the dark. I grasped the doorknob, turned it and seals slipped out of the metal frame. I was pissed off but calm. It walked out on to the beautiful porch glittering with candles and romance. "How is it you can fuck up your own fucking wet dream?" He looked down. "I don't know." "You can fucking beat the shit out of me all day long and I will stand up and say `keep it coming fucker.'" "I'm not as frail as I look." "Don't. fuck. with. me." "Brad." He looked up at me. It was clearly evident that he realized the implications of his actions. "We are here to protect Cody." "That means you can't hurt the crew." He stared at the ground. "Don't do this Brad." "Look at me." He did. I poured it into him. Poor fucking big dude. He was probably really hurting. Fuck him. I walked away. I was sitting by the tub. it was covered. There in the warmth coming off it and I felt a soft hand on my thigh. I opened my eyes and turned to be greeted by big beautiful caring eyes in an ugly face, a wide body turned toward me in concern. "Clyde," "Mmmm hmm." He kissed me. "You sure know how to raise a shit storm." "Resolved?" "Brad is really trying." "He's going to make it happen." "I'm really glad you gave Cody the healing thing." "He hurt you pretty badly." "I really need you right now, Clyde." "How?" "Just... with me." He wrapped his arms around me and fully clothed there in the dark he covered me in Clyde warmth. I fell asleep in his comfort. I felt like I was floating.,, drifting, secure, safe. dreaming, but embraced. I heard voices. One deep one. I felt a kiss. soft. a body. big .Oh. Clyde. Him. oh thank God. I needed him so badly. He had carried me to bed. "Clyde?" "Yeah bud?" "I promised to protect Cody." "Yeah. I know." "Will you protect me?" "Until my last breath." I fell into his armpit, breathed in his scent, and slept.