Plan of the Shusheen
By Vic James
Copyright 2012 by Vic James
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After we arrived at the estate, Mike asked "Do you want to meet my folks?"
I was nervous about meeting them, but it had to be done. "OK."
"You sound thrilled."
"Then I must be a good actor, Mike" Mike laughed.
Mike pushed a button and told the driver to take us to his parents.
We pulled up to a nice house that was easily in walking distance of Mike's house. We got out of the car and headed for the front door. Before we got there, the door opened and a middle aged woman said "Hi, Mike."
"Hi, Denise. Are Mom and Dad home?"
"Yeah. In the back yard."
Denise looked at me, and acted like she was going to say something, but she didn't. We walked into the house and I followed Mike to the back of the house.
We walked outside. There was a man and woman eating under a large tree. The man looked like Mike, so I figured it was his brother. The woman was attractive.
"Mom, Dad, this is Ben." We walked up to the couple eating.
The woman said "Glad to meet you, Ben." They definitely didn't look old enough to be my ninety-seven year old mate's parents.
"Nice to meet you, Ben
She said to Mike. "Is this the Ben you went to college with?"
"No, this is the Ben who is my mate."
"You shouldn't joke about such things!" his mom said.
"I don't think he's joking," his father said.
They both stared at me. I waved.
"I'm going to kill you, Mike! Introducing me to your mate when I'm wearing shorts and a sleeveless top."
"It's better this way, Mom. Ben is convinced you're going hate him for being my mate."
They all started laughing. I didn't get it.
His father got up and hugged me. He said "Welcome to the family, Ben."
Mike said "Oh! I don't even know your last name, Ben."
"Yes. If you laugh, you die." They all laughed!
Then his Mom walked up with tears in her eyes and hugged me too. She said "I'm so pleased to meet you."
"Then why are you crying?"
Mike and his father laughed.
"Men!" she said. "Why didn't I get a female mate? Someone who understands women! I'm happy. That's why I'm crying."
They invited me to sit down.
"Is that why you went roaring out of here yesterday morning?" his father asked Mike.
"Yeah. I picked up Ben's scent."
"I'm sorry. What are your names?" I asked them.
"Ben, they don't want to tell you their names before they kill you. It's tacky."
"Ignore my idiot son. I'm Mirabelle and this is Michael." she said pointing to his dad.
"I'm pleased to meet you both. This is really new to me, so if I do or say anything stupid, it's all Mike's fault."
They all laughed.
Michael said to his son "Where did you find Ben?"
"In a gay bar." Oh, lord! Was that humiliating enough?
"Are you from out of town, Ben?" she asked me.
"Yes, I'm from San Antonio."
"I'll bet that was a shock finding out about the Vin-Ta! It was for me."
"You didn't know you are Vin-Ta?"
"No. My parents were Baners and they didn't tell me. They are both dead now."
Mike said "Baners are the Vin-Ta who thing shifting is a curse. Some of them, like Mom's parents never shift thinking they are avoiding the curse. They don't live any longer than humans. Shifting is the reason Vin-Ta live longer."
His mom said "Ben, many Vin-Ta like you never know they are different. They never shift and they live ordinary human lives."
"Why would your parents not want to live longer?" I asked her.
"They were obsessed with being normal. They never spoke to me again after I married Michael and 'gave in to the curse'. That's pretty typical for Baners."
"My parents adopted me. They're dead, but I think they were regular humans," I said.
"They probably were, Ben."
She asked me "Have you shifted yet?"
Mike said "He was so excited, he shifted with his clothes on."
His mother laughed loudly "I did the very same thing! As soon as I found out how, I shifted. You're just lucky you didn't have a bra on!" I laughed. "You mean I shift like this? Aarf, aarf." We all laughed.
"One thing I can't get my head around is the aging thing." I said to his mom. "It doesn't seem possible for you to be his mother. You should look older than him!"
"Well, Michael and I married young. I was twenty six and he was thirty five when we met. We waited a whole day to get married, and I was pregnant two months later.
"So I'm twenty six years older than Mike. That's about 2.6 human years."
Michael said "So that's what happened with David!"
I was looking at Mike and he cringed.
"Who is David?" I asked.
No one said anything.
"Is he your brother?"
Michael and Mirabelle said, "No!" at the same time.
Mirabelle said "You need to tell him Mike. David is still hanging around."
"Who is David, Mike?"
"He's an ex-lover."
"When did you break up?" Mike cringed again.
I felt like I'd been hit with a baseball bat. I crumpled to the ground and started crying.
People were talking and I heard shouting. But I couldn't make out the words.
"Ar-Tan-Bey. Why is my endocrine system slacking off?"
"Do you want me to keep you from feeling happiness and unhappiness?"
"No, I guess not."
I continued crying for a while. I felt so betrayed. I could smell Mike, but I didn't want to talk to him.
He was trying to pull me up off the ground. I looked at him and he was crying too. I was glad! No, I wasn't.
"Ninety seven year old men shouldn't cry. It makes them look like seventy year olds."
Mike laughed but then said, "I am so sorry I've hurt you, Ben."
"Did you have time to even change your sheets, Mike?"
Mike looked so miserable.
"I will never be unfaithful to you, Ben."
I sighed and said "You probably said the same thing to David."
"He wasn't my mate. I didn't even like him anymore. I had been trying to get him to move out for three months. He always had some excuse for why he couldn't. I had his stuff moved into another bedroom. We weren't sleeping together and we hadn't for months. I told him six weeks ago that if he didn't move out, I would dump his stuff out in the road outside the fence and change all the locks. I had a lock installed on my bedroom door, so he couldn't sneak into my bedroom at night."
"Really. You can ask Mrs. Lawry. You can probably guess how fond she was of him."
"So what happened yesterday morning?"
"I finally did what I said I would do six weeks ago."
"Is he a Vin-Ta?"
"So for 900 more years, your ex-lover is going to be hanging around?"
"No. He's older than I am."
"How old is he?"
"So only 700 years?" Mike laughed.
"He's hanging around, Mike! How am I going to deal with that? How angry is he? How interested in revenge is he? Who does he hate more? Me? Or you?"
"Can we go inside, Ben?"
"OK. Now your parents really hate me!"
"No. They hate me. I guess you didn't hear what my father said to me."
"Was it awful?"
We walked into the house.
Michael said, "Mike, I need to speak to you." They left.
"How are you, Ben?" Mirabelle asked. "No, never mind. I know how I'd be in that situation. Mad. Betrayed. Hurt."
"Yes, that about sums it up."
"Would you like some tea, or maybe a valium?" She asked. I laughed.
"Tea would be nice."
"Will these horrible feelings last? Will I remember this for a really, really long time? In six hundred years will I still be wondering if I can trust him?"
"Well, I can answer the last question. The answer to that is no. By then you'll know what kind of person he is and because of that, you'll trust him. Now, you don't have that. You just met him. He is a stranger to you."
I sighed. "You know, I really wish I could blame the mating bond. But if we were both humans, this would still hurt as badly. Mike told me he loved me yesterday. And he broke up with his ex hours before."
"Well, they actually broke up months ago. But you are right.
"Mike has, or had, a way of attracting manipulative people. David was like that and Mike's second wife was the same. They knew just want to say to get him to do what they wanted. With David, it was his poor sick mother! 'If you break up with me, the shock would kill her'. He actually said that!"
"Good lord! If he was 328, how old was his poor sick mother? At that age she should expect to be sick." Mirabelle laughed.
"I'm glad you can laugh. I..." She stopped.
She paused before she said "These kinds of things don't always have happy endings."
"I asked Mike how long will I have to worry about David trying to get revenge."
"I wish I could help you there."
"If he's that manipulative, he's probably not going to give up."
"No. I don't think any of us expect that."
"Boy, Mike really left David for a younger man! I'm three hundred years younger than him!" She laughed again.
She hugged me and said "I am so glad my son has finally found someone I can stand! Every single one of them made me cringe. Please don't leave him. David will move back in!"
I laughed and said "I'm not going to leave him. But...I just wonder how long it will be before I trust him." She just shook her head.
Michael and Mike walked back in the room. Mike's eyes didn't meet mine. I didn't like that!
"Don't start snubbing me now!" I said to him.
He looked at me with a shocked expression. He walked over and hugged me. He said "I really do love you, Ben." I just laid my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms tightly around me.
Finally I decided I needed to allow myself to be happy. "Let's go home, Mike."
"It was very nice meeting you Mirabelle and Michael."
"You, too, Ben. We'll see you soon."
I grabbed Mike's arm and pulled him along with me. He seemed surprised, and...afraid.
When we got in the limo for our long, long two block ride home I said "Is everything OK with your Dad?"
"No. He told me he was ashamed of me." Mike started to cry. "He said only the lowest of the low hurt the people who love them."
I put my arm around him and said "I'm just glad they don't hate me. Thanks for running interference."
He laughed but then said somberly "I couldn't bear it if you hated me."
"I don't hate you. I love you...I think. We'll see how I feel tomorrow. OK?" Mike nodded
"I do think we should stop having sex though, don't you? Just until I can trust you again. I wonder how long that will be." The look on his face was priceless. He was speechless.
"Can I say 'No', Ben?"
"You could try to be agreeable to make me happy."
"Isn't there a less drastic way to make you happy?"
"Don't need a well. Live by a lake," I said. He laughed.
We pulled up to the house and went inside. We walked out to the veranda.
"What can I do to make you happy, Ben?"
"You can tell me what we are going to do about David. I don't want to spend the rest of my life worrying about what he's up to."
"Ar-Tan-Bey can you think of anything? Can you trick some poor helpless Vin-Ta into being his mate?"
"I think you know the answer to that one, Ben."
Mike said "I already tried buying him off. I offered him a million dollars."
"I'm sure we could use that information to get him committed to an asylum. All I have to do is have you appear at the sanity hearing."
"Thanks a lot, Ben."
"Hey, I'm just trying to make you feel bad."
"Do you mean good?"
"No! Tell me the truth, Mike. Do you think he will try to get revenge? If we are going to have kids, I won't allow them to be threatened."
Mike didn't say anything. "Will he try to get revenge?"
"Do you have a plan to protect us and our kids?"
Mike just looked miserable.
"I can see I'll have to deal with David, Mike. Do you know where he is?"
"Yes, my parents said he was at the Murchesons. They live about 30 miles away."
"How do I get there?"
"Can I fly Ar-Tan-Bey?"
"Yes. What are you planning?"
"Can I shape shift into something that will terrify him enough to go far, far away?"
"We would need to know what terrifies him..."
"Mike, what does David fear?"
"Being ugly, being old, being poor, being poorly dressed, being ignored, being told no...Oh, yes! Rodents and spiders. He's ever terrified of gerbils."
"Giant gerbils or regular sized."
"How can you fear gerbils?"
"I think they fall under 'poorly dressed'."
"Ar-Tan-Bey? How big a spider could I be?"
"Very, very big. The legs don't take much mass."
"Mike, what if you were to invite him back to his old bedroom at the house and the only thing in the bedroom was a giant spider. With dripping fangs, of course."
"He'll piss all over my carpet."
"It probably cost less than a million."
"You could tell him as you show him to his room that you've discovered a valuable arthropod with venom that can help sick old ladies. You're breeding them now at your house."
"He'll ask me what an arthropod is."
"No. Wait! I have a better idea. I will be your new mate who has bred tarantulas his whole life. You can brag about me being the largest tarantula breeder in the world. You wanted to brag right?"
"Yeah...not necessarily about spiders, though."
"We will need to order a lot of live tarantulas..."
"Oh, Mrs. Lawry will love that! Not to mention Evie!"
"Is Evie the housekeeper?"
"Did either of them like David?"
Mike laughed. "No one likes David. Not even his poor sick mother."
"Why on earth did you take up with someone like that? Are you that poor a judge of character?"
"Ben, he can act really nice. He kept telling me how much he loved me. He would tell me I was the handsomest man in the world. I just...fell for it. Plus, he's very good looking."
"Maybe Mrs. Lawry and Evie will agree if they know it may keep David far, far away. Maybe they will like tarantulas better than they like David."
"Ben, what are you going to do with the tarantulas afterwards?"
"Sell them, I suppose. We can give them away to pet shops."
"Please stay away from pet shops, Ben."
"I can afford to hire someone to take care of fish now. That's how rich people do it...I think."
"Mike, do you want to try it?"
"Why don't I hire a private detective to keep an eye on him? He may not do anything. Then if we think he's planning anything, we can do something else."
"How is a private detective going to know what he's planning if he doesn't do it in public?"
"Bugs, hidden cameras."
"Oh, OK! That does seem a little more straightforward. Tarantulas don't always do what you tell them. I read that in a book a tarantula wrote, so I know it's true. Still, I was really looking forward to terrifying him."
Mike said "I know a Vin-Ta who specializes in that."
I felt better about everything.
I whispered in Mike's ear "Can I suck your cock?"
Mike grinned at me. "Yes, Ben. My answer to that question from you...and you only, will always be yes."
I pulled Mike up and we ran into the bedroom laughing. I undressed him slowly enjoying the wonderful view as more of his body became visible. Once he was completely naked, I leaned down and kissed his very erect cock. Then I got undressed.
"Mike, will you lie down on your stomach?"
He got on the bed and I climbed over him. I ran my hands over his muscular back, Mike's back was hairier than most men's chests. But I loved it! Feeling the fur and muscles was making my own cock drip. I looked at Mike's powerful buttocks. I pulled his cheeks apart. I leaned forward and took a sniff of his scent. It made me moan, it was so good! My brain seemed to shut down and I began licking and stabbing at his hole with my tongue. I could hear my mate's moans and I wanted to make him moan even more. To make him moan forever. I wanted to please him.
He said something. I pulled away from him. "What did you say, Mike?"
"I asked you if you want to fuck me, Ben."
That seemed like a ridiculous idea to me. I said "No, but after you come in my mouth, I want you to fuck me. Will you do that Mike?" My mate moaned again. It was musical to me. I sucked on his balls next, rolling them around in my mouth.
"Turn over on your back, will you?"
Mike flipped over and looked at me with lust filled eyes. I climbed over him and sucked on each of his nipples. Then I pressed my mouth to his and we kissed passionately. I pulled away because I wanted his cock. I began licking it with long licks. Mike moaned and his cock throbbed against my tongue. I pulled Mike's foreskin back and licked the head. It was wet with pre-come and I loved the flavor of it. I ran my tongue over the head making Mike moan continuously. Finally, I had to have his come. I took him inside my mouth and began bobbing on him. Then I took him all the way to the base of his cock, with my lips against his pubes. I began humming, I reached for his nipples and twisted them hard. Mike screamed and began coming. I could feel with my tongue the pulsing of his cock with each spurt. I pulled back so I could taste him. His orgasm went on and on and I swallowed every drop.
Mike pulled my head off of him and pulled me on top of him. I lay on him and we kissed.
"I love you, Ben."
"I love you, Mike."
"Can you forgive me for David?"
"Yes. But only if you promise to keep having sex with me. Over and over and over."
"I promise Ben. And I really, really, really mean it."
I laughed and kissed him. I could feel his cock was still hard.
"I think you should fuck me, Mike. What do you think?" He growled at me and bit my bottom lip. He rolled us over so I was on my back.
"I am going to fuck you until all you can think about is my cock." I grinned at him.
"You are too late. It already is."
He got off me and pushed my legs back to my chest. He began licking my hole and moaning. It was clear he liked my scent as well as I liked his. He rubbed his face in my groin and moaned some more.
Finally, he climbed on top of me. He placed his cock at my hole and pushed it slowly into me.
"Oh, fuck! Mike!"
Once he was in me, he began fucking. He made powerful thrusts and changed his angle periodically. His body was slapping hard against mine.
He stopped and kissed me, and then he started up again. He leaned down and licked the side of my face. Then he bit my ear and I came! My come shot out and some of it hit my face.
My coming caused him to come. He shouted and I felt his cock pumping his come into me. His thrusting slowed and he reached down and wiped some of my come off my face. He brought his fingers to his lips and licked my come off of them. He groaned. I could feel his come spreading inside me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me tightly on to his cock.
The pulsing of his cock slowed but he was still hard.
He grinned at me and began thrusting again.
He kept it up. After a while, he was sweating and a drop of sweat fell from his nose onto my lips. I licked it and moaned at the taste and scent of my mate.
"You like that, baby?"
"Oh, yes!" I moaned.
He brought his face closer to me as he continued to thrust into me. I leaned up and began licking his sweaty face. The flavor made me come.
I shouted "Ah! Mike!"
"Fuck, Ben, I'm coming!"
This time Mike caught my come in his hand. I felt Mike's cock discharging inside of me again while he licked my come off his hand. I reached my legs around him and pushed my feet against his butt. I pushed him deeper inside me. He leaned down and bit my ear again.
"Mike!" I shouted as I came a third time.
The spasms in my butt started and Mike howled.
Then he yelled "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" as he came again.
Mike collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his sweaty body. He was still hard and inside me and I could feel his cock was still pulsing. He howled again and I lost consciousness.