Chapter 149
Liz, Max and Isabel pushed the couch as near as they could to the bed and sat reaching over and keeping their hands on Michael. Liz was frustrated as the drug he was receiving still kept her blocked away from him, but the alien connection was much stronger, specially Max’s after their bonding. Max placed both of his hands on Michael’s back as Liz and Isabel grasped his wrists with one of theirs. Liz’s other hand was on Michael’s shoulder and Isabel’s was on his thigh. A blinding light took them straight into his mind. He was in a battlefield, the noise of the soldiers’ voices and the clash of weapons and shields, was deafening. Prince Rath-Michael fought in the midst of it with his constant three personal Royal Guards: one on either side and one fighting back to back with him. Suddenly, four enemies rushed him as he had just got rid of two of their comrades. His guard on the right took the one nearest him and Rath-Michael dealt with the other three, as his other two guards’ absence meant they were probably engaged with other enemies. He was used to be attacked by more than one, so he had his defense ready. He rammed his body length shield into the one on the far left and the upper edge opened a gash on his forehead, so the blood blinded him and he staggered past him, completely dazed. Rath-Michael forgot about him, sure he would be taken care of by one of his soldiers. He held the one who had been in the middle, away from him at arm’s length with his shield and did his move dispatching the one on his right. After cutting off the man’s foot, and his sword was about to receive his throat, he noticed in a fleeting fraction of a second, that he had been so focused in his attack that he hadn’t realized that he had somehow been driven to the edge of the battle itself, and he could see it going on full force over the shoulders of the enemies who were charging him. The guard on his right was there, controlling the attacker, but the other ones had been distanced by the combat. As he felt his sword easily slashing through the falling man’s neck, his left lower ribs at his back were set on fire as the man who had staggered behind him, had recovered and raising his sword, dealt him a shattering blow two handed, wielding it like a baseball bat. The slant of the slash was perfect to reach the angle which enabled it to cut through the almost impenetrable armour. The man grinned wickedly watching the broken ribs poking through the wound and bathing the boy’s back with his blood. His arms were cramped all the way to his shoulders from the strength he had put in the swing and the blow itself, he could hardly feel them. Rath-Michael bit his lip hard, all his will in his extended shield arm holding the remaining enemy away as he fought not to fall. He could feel his enemy’s eyes on him from behind as he expected him to strike him again. His guard dispatched his attacker and rushed to the one behind his Prince’s shield, unaware of the injury he had sustained, as the man behind Rath-Michael began to feel his arms again. But he wasn’t ready for the boy to recover so fast, and watched with unbelieving eyes as the young Prince, gathering his courage, turned and faced him. Assessing his enemy, Rath-Michael saw he was struggling to raise his sword, the point pushed into the ground to hold him up from the jarring jolt his arms had taken, as he was still holding it with both hands. Biting down the excruciating pain, Rath-Michael swung his sword taking his attacker’s hands off at the wrists. The man howled in despair as he watched the stumps bleeding freely, knowing he now had no way of defending himself, and luring the boy away, had also distanced him from his comrades. Now it was his turn to expect the Prince’s sword at his throat, when they were distracted by the Antares screaming their victory cries, and they knew the battle was over. He saw the boy’s eyes fleck with the gandarium blue that the adrenalin gave them in his fury, but then they darkened with pain and closed, as the boy fell over on the man and toppled him back with his weight. The soldier tried to push the boy off of him, digging his elbows into the ground, but he was dizzy with the loss of blood and then a shadow fell over his face and the moaning Prince’s, lying on his chest. He looked up to see the Antares soldier and the sword swooping down to his throat. The Royal Guard started screaming for the Antares and they came at a run to slide their wounded leader onto his shield and away from the battlefield. Rath-Michael was conscious but wracked with pain. The healers did their best but could only control most of the bleeding, as they were not in sync with the Royal Blood, The boy was carefully placed on his horse, lying on its neck, with his Royal Guard plus one, two on each side, holding his thighs and arms to keep him astride, as they started the ride back home to his healer. A messenger was sent to precede them with the news and to alert the King of the outcome. The blinding light was back again for a fraction of a second, and they opened their eyes to the hospital room.
- Max! This happened to him in Antar too! - Isabel exclaimed, her eyes full of tears as she heard Liz sobbing beside her.
- I need to heal him! Why isn’t Stuart calling? - Max said, exasperated.
- Call him yourself! - Liz suggested and Isabel nodded agreeing with her.
Max dialed Stuart’s number on his cell phone.
- Hey Max. -
- Hi Stuart. Listen, sorry to bother you, but I need to do something to heal Michael, or at least hurry the healing the most possible. -
- Well, I have a card up my sleeve. I’m having him on calcium, for which he is probably hating me, cause they’re very rarely used in im injections because they’re very painful, but I was afraid of giving it iv, which don’t hurt much, because there are some negative reactions in sensitive patients. I wasn’t risking it on Michael, cause once it’s in his veins, the effect it might have on him would be too fast and harder to control. In the muscle it’s slower and buys us some time if he doesn’t react well to it. I was waiting to call later to make sure you guys would be there so you can boost up the bone mending and the calcium can take the credit. I have a friend who has a chopper, and owes me big…the advantage of being a doctor…- He chuckled. - It’s not a big one but there’s enough space behind the seats for a stretcher and perhaps another person crouching down. I’m trying to get in touch with him but so far I’ve only been able to leave a message on his cell phone. He should be calling me back any time now, so once I have his confirmation, I’ll call the hospital saying I will pick him up and bring him to a private clinic of a friend here in Arizona, which specializes in fractures. Perfect, huh? -
- Yeah, I guess, but will I be able to heal him there? - Max had his doubts.
- The Clinic is Laurie’s place! C’mon Max! - Stuart laughed. - She’ll sent her people away shopping and wait for us alone. He’ll be ok by the time they come back, and we’ll keep him here a couple of weeks, or so to play it safe, before I take him back to Roswell. I’ll send you right back on a local flight. -
- What about your friend? - Max wondered.
- Oh, he’s a real busy chap. He’ll have to squeeze me in, in his tight schedule, and he’ll take off as soon as we step out of the chopper, I assure you. I just spoke to Susan, but I need your side of the story, ok? As soon as we can get together. I’ll call you whenI have the whole thing going. -
Max informed them of Stuart’s plans and they were so relieved. Liz called Maria with the news while Max informed Kyle. Isabel bent to kiss Michael’s cheek and he moaned and opened his eyes, so she told him the news too. Michael nodded.
- Izzy, I had this weird dream…-
- The battlefield? - She asked, and he nodded.
- It’s ok, you alright? - She asked again.
- No. - He winced.
- You’ll be fine. You’ll probably be out of here by tomorrow. -
- You’ll stay with me? - He locked his eyes with hers.
- Michael, I told you I would be always be here for you, and I meant it. I won’t go until Stuart comes for you. - She squeezed his hand.
Michael brought their clasped hands to his lips and kissed her fingers. Susan came in with a tray and went to them.
- Hi, kid, you need your medication. - She patted his cheek as he gave her a pleading look.
- You need it. - She repeated, adamant.
Max checked the tray and there were three syringes.
- Does he need all that? - He asked frowning.
- I’m afraid he does. - Susan assured him.
- What is it? - Isabel inquired.
- Antibiotic, anti-inflammatory with antipyretic and the sedative, but Dr. Davis made a change with the last one. - She smiled.
- Oh, he changed it? - Max wondered.
- Not exactly, you’ll see. -
Susan injected the first two, and then took the last and rather large syringe but what they had thought was the needle case, was actually an applicator.
- Midazolam can be applied parenteral or rectal, so he chose the second one to spare him some pain, since he’s getting enough. - She used some lubrication and watched Max and Isabel hold Michael’s hands as she applied the sedative. Then she slid in the thermometer and decided to satisfy her curiosity while she waited.
- Were you there when he got hurt? - She asked Max, knowing from Maria that he had.
- Tell me what happened. - She insisted after he nodded.
Max told her the whole incident to almost the last detail. Susan kept staring at Michael, picturing the whole thing. “Yeah, he’s big enough to beat the crap out of anyone who looks for it, but at the same time, he seems so gentle, that it’s like he could split into two different persons.” She thought.
His temperature was almost 103º and Susan said she would come in half an hour to make sure the antipyretic had controlled the fever. As soon as she left, they waited a few minutes and locked the door. Max placed his hands over the bandaged wound and knitted the bones together just enough to ease some of the pain without causing suspicion. He decided not to interfere with the wound cause it would be too obvious. He could do it once they were safely away from the hospital.
- Better? - Max asked Michael.
Michael took a tentative breath, deepened it a little, wincing at the end.
- Yeah, it only hurts if I take a deep breath, which I really don’t need to. -
- Don’t try to move yet, ok? There’s still a lot of healing to do, I can’t risk it. -
- As long as I can sleep…- Michael slurred, the sedative kicking in.
- Sure you will, we’ll be right here. - Isabel whispered.
Susan was back and made sure Michael’s temperature was just a little under 100º, so it meant it was going down and Michael was half asleep already, which she considered a good sign. She said her shift was over, but the other nurse was excellent and to just ring for her if they needed anything. Isabel stretched out on the couch holding Michael’s hand, and Max pulled the armchair on the other side, making the same connection.
Michael slept well, no more nightmares or dreams at all, until the nurse came when it was still dark to apply more sedative. Then Stuart’s call woke them up at 7:30 to tell them he would be picking Michael up at around 11am. He had already spoken to the Doctor in charge of the hospital, and he would get the release paperwork ready by 9:30 am. Susan came at 8 am with the “news” and said she would personally take care that everything would be ready on time. She gave him the calcium plus the other stuff and left him wincing and moaning and left Isabel and Max to take care of the soothing massage. Liz and Maria arrived with breakfast to take over as the aliens ate their fill, and told them all the news, battlefield dream included.
At 9:15, Susan took Michael for an X-ray which showed how well the mending was going, and proved Stuart choice of medication to be the best possible. He was back at 9:45 and the papers were ready for him to sign. Stuart called at 10 am to tell them they were on their way and would be there on time. He said he had already informed the hospital and they would be ready to get him to the place chosen for the landing.
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Chapter 150
Susan came back to get Michael ready. She had her tray and gave him the three injections prescribed. When she finished she gave both his buttocks a gentle squeeze making him wince and smirk at her.
- You see it was worth the pain? The calcium has your ribs mending nicely, if you need it to act quickly, it has to be this way, pills take months. The second injection I gave you is working now, so you’ll be much better sooner than you expect. - They had to agree with her because she looked so satisfied.
“You bet I will,” - Michael thought, “today, after Max heals me, how soon is that, huh?”
Isabel’s phone rang and it was Stuart.
- Ok, Listen, I’ll be there sooner, in about 20 minutes, could you tell Susan for me cause I can’t get through to the hospital…-
- She’s right here, hold it…- Isabel gave Susan the phone.
- Dr. Eriksson said the parking lot will be fine cause it’s practically deserted until visiting hours…- She said after listening to him and nodded at what Stuart said after that, she handed the phone back to Isabel and rushed out of the room.
- There’s been a slight change of plans. Remember uncle Derek? He’s already living in his ranch next door to Laurie and was visiting her when I spoke to her. She told him about Michael and called me back a few minutes after telling me he has this transportation company so he’s sent a larger chopper to pick me up and get Michael, and Laurie has invited all of you to spend the week end here with her. Uncle Derek’s chopper will take you back to Roswell anytime you want! Tell me you’re coming Isabel! -
- WOW! Ok, we’ll be ready! - She cried and hanged up.
She gave them all the good news, but then Liz and Maria exchanged worried looks.
- My dad won’t…- Liz started.
- My mom won’t either. - Interrupted Maria frowning.
- So we’ll tell them when we’re already there! - Liz held Maria’s hand grinning impishly.
- We’ll say it was a last minute thing, which is the truth! - Maria and Liz started hopping around the room.
- And we couldn’t refuse! My dad will kill me! - Liz giggled.
- Same here, but it will be too late! - Maria joined her with her giggles.
- Well, what did you decide, cause I just called Kyle and Jim said he left on his way here about 10 minutes ago so he should be arriving anytime now. - Isabel told them.
- We’re going! - Both Liz and Maria were smiling from ear to ear.
- I’m here! - Shouted Kyle, bursting into the room as he collided with Susan who was coming from the opposite direction, reaching out to steady her.
- Please! Keep it down! - She whispered and smiled at their contrite faces as Kyle apologized and Isabel started giving him the news.
Susan went to Michael with a sedative syringe, and he scoffed when he saw her.
- You’re going to shoot that up my ass again? - He frowned.
- Dr. Erikson insists, and until Dr. Davis picks you up, you’re still his patient. He wants you nice and relaxed for the trip. - She pulled the sheet down.
She efficiently medicated Michael and turned to see Kyle staring open mouthed at what she had just done. The look in his eyes clearly showed jealousy, as if he wanted to slap her hands away from Michael. She shook her head rolling her eyes. “This kid really has a lot of weird sex going on.” She thought. She remembered the last time, the doctors had been baffled by the fact that the scars inside and out proved he had been raped several times yet the muscle tone of his sphincter was so tight that it seemed to indicate the contrary, except…one doctor had said…if he had been tortured into contracting when the penetration took place everytime, maintaining the virgin-like muscle tone. She had thought that was so cruel, and felt so sorry for the boy. But then out of nowhere, when she had been inside him, massaging him, she had got this idea that because of what was done to him, he had developed masochistic tendencies that made him do just that: contract when he was being penetrated to make it hurt and please his lover. And just to prove her right, the kid was doing just that when she pushed into him, making it hurt unnecessarily. It gave her nightmares for a week!
Two orderlies knocked discreetly on the door, and Susan waved them in.
They carefully slid Michael on the stretcher, making him groan, nonetheless and they all headed for the parking lot.
- Oh no! We have no baggage! - Isabel suddenly realized.
- We’ll ask Laurie for a loan and shop at the mall! - Maria was overjoyed at the brilliant idea she had just had.
They were arriving at the emergency reception room, when they heard the chopper arriving. Stuart and the pilot got down a stretcher and the orderlies deftly changed Michael over. Susan hurried over to him and kissed his check, playing with his hair.
- Come visit me when it’s over, to make sure you’re ok, promise? - She asked.
- Promise…- Michael whispered with a smile.
Stuart gave Susan a hug, and thanked her, receiving a file from her, and they all climbed in. It was comfortable enough, and Stuart leafed over the files and then went to check on Michael.
- Hey kid, we’ll be there in no time, ok? Just hang on. Sorry about the calcium shots, but it was the only way we could justify Max’s boost, and allow me to steal their patient. - He apologized.
- Sure man, it’s ok. I’ll live. - He smirked, his voice raspy.
- You ok? -
- Yeah, the Dr. had Susan shoot me up with the sedative just before you arrived, and it’s kicking in. Doesn’t last much though. - He whispered with his eyes closed.
- How’re the ribs? - Stuart asked.
- Hurting like a bitch, the painkillers don’t do squat, just hurt worse. - He protested.
Stuart sighed and tousled his hair, as Maria went over to him. He went to sit beside Max and finally got the whole story from him.
Susan went back to Michael’s room to make sure nothing had been left behind in the last minute rush with Dr. Davis arriving sooner than they had expected. No, everything was ok. She bundled up the sheets for washing and the images that invaded her brain were so astoundingly vivid that if the couch hadn’t been pulled up near the bed, she would have ended sitting on the floor instead. She shut her eyes tight, sobbing “NO!” but it was useless. She was having that same recurring nightmare that lasted during Michael’s last stay at the hospital, only in broad daylight and definitely wide awake. The sheets were soaked in his energy, triggered by his suffering, and when her fingers came in contact with them, it coursed up her arms straight to her head. She saw the battlefield and the apparently naked warrior boy, fighting recklessly and fearlessly. She saw him cowardly wounded, attacked from behind. He saw his eyes flecked with blue for a few seconds, in fury. She saw his blue crested helmet removed and his longish brown hair, in soft curling locks, was flecked with gold. She saw his tortured ride home to a strange citadel with strangely dressed people. She saw this weirdly familiar man rape him mercilessly, uncaring, but then his hand covered Michael’s wound and healed him with the white light coming from it. Then gently now, he helped him up and pushed him into the arms of a tall woman who had been holding his hands during his suffering. She was shocked when she recognized Max and Isabel! Then she saw Michael, still naked, lying over Isabel, making love while her claw-like nails raked his back all the way down to his thighs leaving red bleeding welts as he writhed in pleasure and pain. She saw Max suddenly appear behind them, a wicked grin curving his thin lips. He waved his hand in front of him and his ankle long purple cape split open all the way up to his stomach, the button-like bindings still fastened over his chest and his neck. She couldn’t help gasping at the sight of his huge, bloated dripping penis as he knelt between Michael’s thighs. He grabbed his buttocks and spread him, dipping his head. A long scaly rough looking snake-like tongue licked Michael’s spine, from the small of his back to his balls, making him throw back his head and groan. Then one of Isabel’s hands tangled in his hair and brought his mouth back down on hers. Max’s tongue disappeared into the squirming boy and when it came back out, its tip was dripping blood and the boy was shuddering. Max’s swollen cock was upright against his stomach and it took his two hands to force it down and aim it at his target. He whispered unintelligibly and Isabel’s hands grabbed Michael’s buttocks, her claws digging in, and spread him for Max. In one swift practiced thrust, he plunged his hard cock into Michael to the hilt, his growl muffled in Isabel’s mouth. The sex was violent and lusty, Michael bucked back impaling himself deep against Max to slide back into Isabel, as her claws in his ass, pulled him into her. Isabel started screaming “YES, YES, YES!” as Michael was clearly coming into her and triggering her orgasm. But Max kept ramming hard into Michael, his hands over Isabel’s as their victim braced his body on his knees and forearms, his hands shredding the sheets and his eyes shut tight, protecting Isabel’s body from Max’s pounding. Michael’s back was beaded with sweat and his muscles were tight and tense. Finally Max screamed what sounded like “WRATH! MICHAEL!” and seemed to go into convulsions as he climaxed into the boy under him. When he was done, Michael began to relax and lay over Isabel, his face on her breast, her claws were gone, retracted, like a cat’s as both her hands and Max’s caressed Michael’s back. His hand hovered over the deep scratches but Isabel took hold of his wrist and Michael whispered “No!” Max pulled away and sat back on his heels hanging onto his ankles, his hips pushed forwards and glued to Michael’s butt. They seemed to be swaying, and the air around them kept changing colours subtly until Max moved back and his almost limp red blotched cock slid out of the protesting boy. He pushed his finger into his mouth, bringing it out slick with his saliva and worked it into Michael, kind of screwing it in. The boy grunted and struggled, but Max and Isabel held him down. He shivered and whimpered and soon he sighed, and slumped back over her, with a hiss as Max removed his finger. He patted Michael’s ass fondly, and with another swipe of his hand, fastened his cape completely and walked out of the room. Isabel slammed the door after him hard, with a push of her hand. Susan opened her eyes wide in fright as the door of the hospital room slammed all the way open against the wall, as three women in white came with fresh bed clothes and cleaning implements to get the room ready for the next patient.
- Oh! I’m so sorry! - The guilty one apologized to Susan when she saw she had startled her.
- No, no, thank you, I just dozed off. I have a lot to do! - And she jumped up and left the room in a hurry, taking the sheets in her arms, with her.
Susan came back to get Michael ready. She had her tray and gave him the three injections prescribed. When she finished she gave both his buttocks a gentle squeeze making him wince and smirk at her.
- You see it was worth the pain? The calcium has your ribs mending nicely, if you need it to act quickly, it has to be this way, pills take months. The second injection I gave you is working now, so you’ll be much better sooner than you expect. - They had to agree with her because she looked so satisfied.
“You bet I will,” - Michael thought, “today, after Max heals me, how soon is that, huh?”
Isabel’s phone rang and it was Stuart.
- Ok, Listen, I’ll be there sooner, in about 20 minutes, could you tell Susan for me cause I can’t get through to the hospital…-
- She’s right here, hold it…- Isabel gave Susan the phone.
- Dr. Eriksson said the parking lot will be fine cause it’s practically deserted until visiting hours…- She said after listening to him and nodded at what Stuart said after that, she handed the phone back to Isabel and rushed out of the room.
- There’s been a slight change of plans. Remember uncle Derek? He’s already living in his ranch next door to Laurie and was visiting her when I spoke to her. She told him about Michael and called me back a few minutes after telling me he has this transportation company so he’s sent a larger chopper to pick me up and get Michael, and Laurie has invited all of you to spend the week end here with her. Uncle Derek’s chopper will take you back to Roswell anytime you want! Tell me you’re coming Isabel! -
- WOW! Ok, we’ll be ready! - She cried and hanged up.
She gave them all the good news, but then Liz and Maria exchanged worried looks.
- My dad won’t…- Liz started.
- My mom won’t either. - Interrupted Maria frowning.
- So we’ll tell them when we’re already there! - Liz held Maria’s hand grinning impishly.
- We’ll say it was a last minute thing, which is the truth! - Maria and Liz started hopping around the room.
- And we couldn’t refuse! My dad will kill me! - Liz giggled.
- Same here, but it will be too late! - Maria joined her with her giggles.
- Well, what did you decide, cause I just called Kyle and Jim said he left on his way here about 10 minutes ago so he should be arriving anytime now. - Isabel told them.
- We’re going! - Both Liz and Maria were smiling from ear to ear.
- I’m here! - Shouted Kyle, bursting into the room as he collided with Susan who was coming from the opposite direction, reaching out to steady her.
- Please! Keep it down! - She whispered and smiled at their contrite faces as Kyle apologized and Isabel started giving him the news.
Susan went to Michael with a sedative syringe, and he scoffed when he saw her.
- You’re going to shoot that up my ass again? - He frowned.
- Dr. Erikson insists, and until Dr. Davis picks you up, you’re still his patient. He wants you nice and relaxed for the trip. - She pulled the sheet down.
She efficiently medicated Michael and turned to see Kyle staring open mouthed at what she had just done. The look in his eyes clearly showed jealousy, as if he wanted to slap her hands away from Michael. She shook her head rolling her eyes. “This kid really has a lot of weird sex going on.” She thought. She remembered the last time, the doctors had been baffled by the fact that the scars inside and out proved he had been raped several times yet the muscle tone of his sphincter was so tight that it seemed to indicate the contrary, except…one doctor had said…if he had been tortured into contracting when the penetration took place everytime, maintaining the virgin-like muscle tone. She had thought that was so cruel, and felt so sorry for the boy. But then out of nowhere, when she had been inside him, massaging him, she had got this idea that because of what was done to him, he had developed masochistic tendencies that made him do just that: contract when he was being penetrated to make it hurt and please his lover. And just to prove her right, the kid was doing just that when she pushed into him, making it hurt unnecessarily. It gave her nightmares for a week!
Two orderlies knocked discreetly on the door, and Susan waved them in.
They carefully slid Michael on the stretcher, making him groan, nonetheless and they all headed for the parking lot.
- Oh no! We have no baggage! - Isabel suddenly realized.
- We’ll ask Laurie for a loan and shop at the mall! - Maria was overjoyed at the brilliant idea she had just had.
They were arriving at the emergency reception room, when they heard the chopper arriving. Stuart and the pilot got down a stretcher and the orderlies deftly changed Michael over. Susan hurried over to him and kissed his check, playing with his hair.
- Come visit me when it’s over, to make sure you’re ok, promise? - She asked.
- Promise…- Michael whispered with a smile.
Stuart gave Susan a hug, and thanked her, receiving a file from her, and they all climbed in. It was comfortable enough, and Stuart leafed over the files and then went to check on Michael.
- Hey kid, we’ll be there in no time, ok? Just hang on. Sorry about the calcium shots, but it was the only way we could justify Max’s boost, and allow me to steal their patient. - He apologized.
- Sure man, it’s ok. I’ll live. - He smirked, his voice raspy.
- You ok? -
- Yeah, the Dr. had Susan shoot me up with the sedative just before you arrived, and it’s kicking in. Doesn’t last much though. - He whispered with his eyes closed.
- How’re the ribs? - Stuart asked.
- Hurting like a bitch, the painkillers don’t do squat, just hurt worse. - He protested.
Stuart sighed and tousled his hair, as Maria went over to him. He went to sit beside Max and finally got the whole story from him.
Susan went back to Michael’s room to make sure nothing had been left behind in the last minute rush with Dr. Davis arriving sooner than they had expected. No, everything was ok. She bundled up the sheets for washing and the images that invaded her brain were so astoundingly vivid that if the couch hadn’t been pulled up near the bed, she would have ended sitting on the floor instead. She shut her eyes tight, sobbing “NO!” but it was useless. She was having that same recurring nightmare that lasted during Michael’s last stay at the hospital, only in broad daylight and definitely wide awake. The sheets were soaked in his energy, triggered by his suffering, and when her fingers came in contact with them, it coursed up her arms straight to her head. She saw the battlefield and the apparently naked warrior boy, fighting recklessly and fearlessly. She saw him cowardly wounded, attacked from behind. He saw his eyes flecked with blue for a few seconds, in fury. She saw his blue crested helmet removed and his longish brown hair, in soft curling locks, was flecked with gold. She saw his tortured ride home to a strange citadel with strangely dressed people. She saw this weirdly familiar man rape him mercilessly, uncaring, but then his hand covered Michael’s wound and healed him with the white light coming from it. Then gently now, he helped him up and pushed him into the arms of a tall woman who had been holding his hands during his suffering. She was shocked when she recognized Max and Isabel! Then she saw Michael, still naked, lying over Isabel, making love while her claw-like nails raked his back all the way down to his thighs leaving red bleeding welts as he writhed in pleasure and pain. She saw Max suddenly appear behind them, a wicked grin curving his thin lips. He waved his hand in front of him and his ankle long purple cape split open all the way up to his stomach, the button-like bindings still fastened over his chest and his neck. She couldn’t help gasping at the sight of his huge, bloated dripping penis as he knelt between Michael’s thighs. He grabbed his buttocks and spread him, dipping his head. A long scaly rough looking snake-like tongue licked Michael’s spine, from the small of his back to his balls, making him throw back his head and groan. Then one of Isabel’s hands tangled in his hair and brought his mouth back down on hers. Max’s tongue disappeared into the squirming boy and when it came back out, its tip was dripping blood and the boy was shuddering. Max’s swollen cock was upright against his stomach and it took his two hands to force it down and aim it at his target. He whispered unintelligibly and Isabel’s hands grabbed Michael’s buttocks, her claws digging in, and spread him for Max. In one swift practiced thrust, he plunged his hard cock into Michael to the hilt, his growl muffled in Isabel’s mouth. The sex was violent and lusty, Michael bucked back impaling himself deep against Max to slide back into Isabel, as her claws in his ass, pulled him into her. Isabel started screaming “YES, YES, YES!” as Michael was clearly coming into her and triggering her orgasm. But Max kept ramming hard into Michael, his hands over Isabel’s as their victim braced his body on his knees and forearms, his hands shredding the sheets and his eyes shut tight, protecting Isabel’s body from Max’s pounding. Michael’s back was beaded with sweat and his muscles were tight and tense. Finally Max screamed what sounded like “WRATH! MICHAEL!” and seemed to go into convulsions as he climaxed into the boy under him. When he was done, Michael began to relax and lay over Isabel, his face on her breast, her claws were gone, retracted, like a cat’s as both her hands and Max’s caressed Michael’s back. His hand hovered over the deep scratches but Isabel took hold of his wrist and Michael whispered “No!” Max pulled away and sat back on his heels hanging onto his ankles, his hips pushed forwards and glued to Michael’s butt. They seemed to be swaying, and the air around them kept changing colours subtly until Max moved back and his almost limp red blotched cock slid out of the protesting boy. He pushed his finger into his mouth, bringing it out slick with his saliva and worked it into Michael, kind of screwing it in. The boy grunted and struggled, but Max and Isabel held him down. He shivered and whimpered and soon he sighed, and slumped back over her, with a hiss as Max removed his finger. He patted Michael’s ass fondly, and with another swipe of his hand, fastened his cape completely and walked out of the room. Isabel slammed the door after him hard, with a push of her hand. Susan opened her eyes wide in fright as the door of the hospital room slammed all the way open against the wall, as three women in white came with fresh bed clothes and cleaning implements to get the room ready for the next patient.
- Oh! I’m so sorry! - The guilty one apologized to Susan when she saw she had startled her.
- No, no, thank you, I just dozed off. I have a lot to do! - And she jumped up and left the room in a hurry, taking the sheets in her arms, with her.
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Kyle sat beside the pilot, enjoying the view, as Max and Liz sat behind them in the passenger area, with Isabel hanging on to Stuart’s arm. Maria was all over Michael as he lay still dazed by the sedative. The chopper had been airborne for just a few minutes when Kyle decided he would lose his breakfast if the went on playing co-pilot. He excused himself to the smiling pilot and headed back to his friends. Maria was kissing the almost sleeping Michael when she suddenly gave a little cry, which went unregistered by the two chatting couples but not to Kyle, being right beside them. He approached them and saw Maria’s surprised face hovering over Michael’s as she held his hand, and Kyle reached for Michael’s other hand and Maria’s free one too. Their eyes locked in shock but somehow, try as they might, no sound came out of them to warn the others of their predicament, not even another barely audible sound like Maria had managed to utter a few seconds before. They had no way of knowing that they were going through the same experience simultaneously with Susan. Liz kept getting these soft jolts, but everytime she looked at Michael, she saw him resting quietly with Kyle and Maria holding his hands. After three glances their way, she decided something was kind of off, since they seemed to be paralyzed, frozen in time.
- Hey! Something’s going on there! - Liz warned Max, catching Isabel’s and Stuart’s attention.
They approached the trio and reached out to them making a connection to make sure they were alright, and were drawn into their vision. As they saw the wounded leader riding back with the victorious Antares army, they realized there was much more to it. They shared unknowingly Susan’s disturbing experience, thankful that the pilot was completely unaware of what was going on right behind him. The helicopter veering to the left towards Tucson coincided with Susan’s interruption and pulled them out of the flash. Liz gave Maria and Kyle a weak smile and shrugged at Max and Isabel.
- We went through that last night, so now you not only saw it too, but much more than we originally did. So Michael was reliving another experience but didn’t reach closure yesterday. That’s what probably triggered it on again. He’s hurting here…- She said to Stuart, pointing to the iv. - I don’t think he needs it anymore, right? -
- No, not really. - Stuart pulled the needle out of Michael’s thigh and Max’s hand stopped the bleeding immediately.
Michael sighed in relief and Liz’s hand started massaging him, easing the dull pain from the drip.
- That’s better, right? - She whispered, patting his other thigh.
Michael smiled and nodded. He felt Liz’s love and concern through her empathy and was surrounded by the energy from the others around him, soothing him and reassuring him. Liz’s hands went to the small of his back and started rubbing in circles, and she felt Maria’s eyes on her as her minisitrations made him purr.
- I hate you! - Maria said in mock anger, grinning at her best friend.
Liz reached over and placed Maria’s hands where hers had been, then hers over Maria’s, guiding them exactly like she had been doing. Michael was about to protest and started purring again as he felt the two sets of hands pleasuring him. Then he totally forgot his condition and tried to push up to turn his face away from the back of the pilot’s seat.
- Oh shit! - He moaned, and Liz sensed what had happened.
- Here, keep still, we’ll help you. - She told him and turned to the guys. - He wants to face the other way, we need male strength here. -
Max and Stuart slid their hands palms up under Michael’s chest and Kyle went to the top of the stretcher and did the same under his shoulders.
- Ok, Michael, you just relax and on three, we’ll raise you enough so you can turn your face the other way, ready? - Stuart told him.
- Ok…- Michael winced.
They did it efficiently and earned the girls’ appreciation.
- Hey, you guys should work in a hospital! - Isabel said.
- I already do! - Stuart joked.
- Well, thank you but Spaceboy needs me! - Said Maria and moved in front of Stuart as Liz did the same with Max.
They started their massage again and Isabel joined them rubbing Michael’s still sore thigh. Kyle went to the opposite side and took care of his other thigh just because he wanted to feel Michael’s strong muscles under the velvet skin, specially on the silky inside. Isabel watched Kyle’s fingertips skimming over Michael’s flesh and the almost orgasmic expression on his face, his eyes half closing with the lustful sensation. Isabel imitated him and she knew she was looking just like Kyle, she had to give it to him, he was absolutely right! Max and Stuart shrugged and rolled their eyes at Kyle, not aware of Isabel’s version of the same experience as she was facing away from them. Maria and Liz were totally focused in their thing, Isabel and Kyle completely out of their picture.
- Since you don’t need us any longer…- Max pulled at Stuart’s sleeve and went to sit with him for a manly chat.
- No offense, but what Michael needs right now is just us girls. - Maria assured them.
- I’m NOT a girl! - Kyle protested.
- Well, from what we have recently found out, there doesn’t seem to be any doubts about it! - Isabel teased, glad for the distraction, and the three girls locked their eyes on Kyle’s crotch, watching him blush furiously as they tried hard not to laugh.
Kyle gave Michael’s thigh a squeeze and turned grumbling to sit with the guys. Max and Stuart pretended not to have seen or heard anything and went on chatting on the possibilities Max was considering of studying medicine when he graduated. They turned to Kyle as he joined them.
- What about you Kyle? What are you planning to do? Medicine here with Max? - Stuart asked him. -
- Medicine! No way! Michael has already had me puking twice, I’m not risking a third embarrassment! I don’t know, I’m good with cars, so to become a top class mechanic and open my own shop, wouldn’t be out of the question…- Kyle considered.
- You’d be the best, with a little alien help, of course! - Stuart chuckled.
- Only when absolutely necessary. - Kyle assured him.
- Excuse me, sir? We should be in Tucson in about 5 minutes, I know we’re expected in the property next door to my boss’, but could you please check exactly where we should be landing? - The pilot said.
- Just a sec…- Stuart called Laurie’s cell phone and told her the pilot’s request.
- Hold it…- She talked with someone else, surprising Stuart since she was presumedly alone. - Uncle Derek says right here in front of the house, will be fine, there’s enough space for the helicopter to land safely. -
- Uncle Derek’s there with you? - Knowing she had already tactfully answered that question.
- Yes, he’ll fly immediately to Houston for a business meeting. - Laurie said.
- Have you told him exactly what Michael’s condition is? - Stuart asked.
- No, tell Michael he’ll be resting here fine and I will finally know why he had to be hospitalized. - Laurie answered him subtly again.
- Ok, we’ll be there right away. - Stuart turned to them with the last minute news and told them to leave it to him.
The pilot told them to strap themselves up for the descent and soon they were touching down at Laurie’s.
The girls were the first ones out of the chopper, hugging and greeting Laurie and uncle Derek. Then the pilot with the three guys brought down the stretcher and took Michael to the principal bedroom again. They slid Michael onto the bed, not too deftly, his growl making clear their lack of expertise. and left him with the girls as the guys accompanied uncle Derek back to the chopper.
- What happened to him? - Uncle Derek asked Stuart.
- Well, we needed to make another internal exploration to make sure the intestinal injury he suffered before the spring break was back to normal. - Stuart explained.
- Oh, I know, I’ve had to swallow those little cameras as the end of a tube a couple of times myself. - Uncle Derek said frowning and shaking his head.
- Unfortunately his injury was further down, so we had to go up the opposite end. It was a little painful, but mostly uncomfortable. The problem was that the nurse misunderstood my horrid handwriting and gave him a strong sedative instead of a light one for the trip. It will wear off in a couple of hours and he’ll be fine. - Stuart was absolutely convincing and Uncle Derek patted his back, and thanked him.
- No, thank you sir, the trip was excellent! My friend’s chopper is less than half the size and only Max, Michael and I would have fit, with one of us crouching on the floor! - Stuart laughed.
- Anythime, son! Got to rush now! Maybe lunch tomorrow so you’ll meet my wife and see our place? - Uncle Derek smiled at them.
- Great! Thanks a lot! - Stuart said and Max and Kyle thanked him too.
- See you then! - Uncle Derek’s voice was hardly heard as the pilot turned on the engine and as soon as the old chap buckled up, they rose into the sky.
Kyle sat beside the pilot, enjoying the view, as Max and Liz sat behind them in the passenger area, with Isabel hanging on to Stuart’s arm. Maria was all over Michael as he lay still dazed by the sedative. The chopper had been airborne for just a few minutes when Kyle decided he would lose his breakfast if the went on playing co-pilot. He excused himself to the smiling pilot and headed back to his friends. Maria was kissing the almost sleeping Michael when she suddenly gave a little cry, which went unregistered by the two chatting couples but not to Kyle, being right beside them. He approached them and saw Maria’s surprised face hovering over Michael’s as she held his hand, and Kyle reached for Michael’s other hand and Maria’s free one too. Their eyes locked in shock but somehow, try as they might, no sound came out of them to warn the others of their predicament, not even another barely audible sound like Maria had managed to utter a few seconds before. They had no way of knowing that they were going through the same experience simultaneously with Susan. Liz kept getting these soft jolts, but everytime she looked at Michael, she saw him resting quietly with Kyle and Maria holding his hands. After three glances their way, she decided something was kind of off, since they seemed to be paralyzed, frozen in time.
- Hey! Something’s going on there! - Liz warned Max, catching Isabel’s and Stuart’s attention.
They approached the trio and reached out to them making a connection to make sure they were alright, and were drawn into their vision. As they saw the wounded leader riding back with the victorious Antares army, they realized there was much more to it. They shared unknowingly Susan’s disturbing experience, thankful that the pilot was completely unaware of what was going on right behind him. The helicopter veering to the left towards Tucson coincided with Susan’s interruption and pulled them out of the flash. Liz gave Maria and Kyle a weak smile and shrugged at Max and Isabel.
- We went through that last night, so now you not only saw it too, but much more than we originally did. So Michael was reliving another experience but didn’t reach closure yesterday. That’s what probably triggered it on again. He’s hurting here…- She said to Stuart, pointing to the iv. - I don’t think he needs it anymore, right? -
- No, not really. - Stuart pulled the needle out of Michael’s thigh and Max’s hand stopped the bleeding immediately.
Michael sighed in relief and Liz’s hand started massaging him, easing the dull pain from the drip.
- That’s better, right? - She whispered, patting his other thigh.
Michael smiled and nodded. He felt Liz’s love and concern through her empathy and was surrounded by the energy from the others around him, soothing him and reassuring him. Liz’s hands went to the small of his back and started rubbing in circles, and she felt Maria’s eyes on her as her minisitrations made him purr.
- I hate you! - Maria said in mock anger, grinning at her best friend.
Liz reached over and placed Maria’s hands where hers had been, then hers over Maria’s, guiding them exactly like she had been doing. Michael was about to protest and started purring again as he felt the two sets of hands pleasuring him. Then he totally forgot his condition and tried to push up to turn his face away from the back of the pilot’s seat.
- Oh shit! - He moaned, and Liz sensed what had happened.
- Here, keep still, we’ll help you. - She told him and turned to the guys. - He wants to face the other way, we need male strength here. -
Max and Stuart slid their hands palms up under Michael’s chest and Kyle went to the top of the stretcher and did the same under his shoulders.
- Ok, Michael, you just relax and on three, we’ll raise you enough so you can turn your face the other way, ready? - Stuart told him.
- Ok…- Michael winced.
They did it efficiently and earned the girls’ appreciation.
- Hey, you guys should work in a hospital! - Isabel said.
- I already do! - Stuart joked.
- Well, thank you but Spaceboy needs me! - Said Maria and moved in front of Stuart as Liz did the same with Max.
They started their massage again and Isabel joined them rubbing Michael’s still sore thigh. Kyle went to the opposite side and took care of his other thigh just because he wanted to feel Michael’s strong muscles under the velvet skin, specially on the silky inside. Isabel watched Kyle’s fingertips skimming over Michael’s flesh and the almost orgasmic expression on his face, his eyes half closing with the lustful sensation. Isabel imitated him and she knew she was looking just like Kyle, she had to give it to him, he was absolutely right! Max and Stuart shrugged and rolled their eyes at Kyle, not aware of Isabel’s version of the same experience as she was facing away from them. Maria and Liz were totally focused in their thing, Isabel and Kyle completely out of their picture.
- Since you don’t need us any longer…- Max pulled at Stuart’s sleeve and went to sit with him for a manly chat.
- No offense, but what Michael needs right now is just us girls. - Maria assured them.
- I’m NOT a girl! - Kyle protested.
- Well, from what we have recently found out, there doesn’t seem to be any doubts about it! - Isabel teased, glad for the distraction, and the three girls locked their eyes on Kyle’s crotch, watching him blush furiously as they tried hard not to laugh.
Kyle gave Michael’s thigh a squeeze and turned grumbling to sit with the guys. Max and Stuart pretended not to have seen or heard anything and went on chatting on the possibilities Max was considering of studying medicine when he graduated. They turned to Kyle as he joined them.
- What about you Kyle? What are you planning to do? Medicine here with Max? - Stuart asked him. -
- Medicine! No way! Michael has already had me puking twice, I’m not risking a third embarrassment! I don’t know, I’m good with cars, so to become a top class mechanic and open my own shop, wouldn’t be out of the question…- Kyle considered.
- You’d be the best, with a little alien help, of course! - Stuart chuckled.
- Only when absolutely necessary. - Kyle assured him.
- Excuse me, sir? We should be in Tucson in about 5 minutes, I know we’re expected in the property next door to my boss’, but could you please check exactly where we should be landing? - The pilot said.
- Just a sec…- Stuart called Laurie’s cell phone and told her the pilot’s request.
- Hold it…- She talked with someone else, surprising Stuart since she was presumedly alone. - Uncle Derek says right here in front of the house, will be fine, there’s enough space for the helicopter to land safely. -
- Uncle Derek’s there with you? - Knowing she had already tactfully answered that question.
- Yes, he’ll fly immediately to Houston for a business meeting. - Laurie said.
- Have you told him exactly what Michael’s condition is? - Stuart asked.
- No, tell Michael he’ll be resting here fine and I will finally know why he had to be hospitalized. - Laurie answered him subtly again.
- Ok, we’ll be there right away. - Stuart turned to them with the last minute news and told them to leave it to him.
The pilot told them to strap themselves up for the descent and soon they were touching down at Laurie’s.
The girls were the first ones out of the chopper, hugging and greeting Laurie and uncle Derek. Then the pilot with the three guys brought down the stretcher and took Michael to the principal bedroom again. They slid Michael onto the bed, not too deftly, his growl making clear their lack of expertise. and left him with the girls as the guys accompanied uncle Derek back to the chopper.
- What happened to him? - Uncle Derek asked Stuart.
- Well, we needed to make another internal exploration to make sure the intestinal injury he suffered before the spring break was back to normal. - Stuart explained.
- Oh, I know, I’ve had to swallow those little cameras as the end of a tube a couple of times myself. - Uncle Derek said frowning and shaking his head.
- Unfortunately his injury was further down, so we had to go up the opposite end. It was a little painful, but mostly uncomfortable. The problem was that the nurse misunderstood my horrid handwriting and gave him a strong sedative instead of a light one for the trip. It will wear off in a couple of hours and he’ll be fine. - Stuart was absolutely convincing and Uncle Derek patted his back, and thanked him.
- No, thank you sir, the trip was excellent! My friend’s chopper is less than half the size and only Max, Michael and I would have fit, with one of us crouching on the floor! - Stuart laughed.
- Anythime, son! Got to rush now! Maybe lunch tomorrow so you’ll meet my wife and see our place? - Uncle Derek smiled at them.
- Great! Thanks a lot! - Stuart said and Max and Kyle thanked him too.
- See you then! - Uncle Derek’s voice was hardly heard as the pilot turned on the engine and as soon as the old chap buckled up, they rose into the sky.
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Chapter 152
The three friends rushed back to Michael and locked the door behind them when they entered the room.
Max looked down at Michael, checking his still not normal breathing, his constant slight wince, and the tension in his muscles expecting pain with every breath, not being able to relax completely, thus making the pain happen. The touch of Liz’s hands did relax him, though, and it gave Max and unexplainable jolt in his genitals. He was still pondering on what action he should take, when a chorus of voices made him jump.
- Max? - All together.
- What are you waiting for, man? - Stuart, impatient.
- In the vision, I had to connect with him, but the Antares bonding ritual was just a couple of days ago, so our link should be strong enough…-
- The what? - Went Kyle and Laurie.
- Sorry, we’ll update you when this is over, ok? - Max watched them nod.
- Well, give it a try and if you need a boost, then you’ll connect with him. - Liz was making sense as usual.
Max nodded and approached Michael, spreading his thighs gently, so he could fit between them, and reaching out, undid the hospital gown he was still wearing and did almost nothing to cover his back.
- Stuart…- He whispered.
- I will need some scissors, not to move him much…- Stuart turned to Laurie, who ran out of the room and was back right away.
Stuart cut the tighly binding bandages and expertly uncovered the wound, balling them up with the gauze, mesh and tape. Due to the area, the wound itself wasn’t deep, and had already started healing once the jagged broken ribs had been pressed back in place and the mending had begun. Still the whole damaged area looked inflamed and a little swollen, in spite of all the medication, and the removal of the bandages and the other stuff had been painful no matter what. Michael was still moaning softly, as Max placed his hand over the injury. The redness went down to bright pink, and the swelling lessened considerably, but not completely. Max scoffed in frustration. He dreaded causing Michael any more suffering, but it was inevitable. He climbed off the bed and crouched by Michael’s head, pushing his fingers in his hair, he kissed his cheek, then using his hand to cup his chin, he pulled his face to him and kissed his lips with amazing tenderness, his other hand playing with his silky curling locks.
- Michael…- He whispered.
- I’m ready for you Max, it’s ok, if it comes from you, I will love the pain. - He whispered before they kissed again.
- Michael, I don’t want to hurt you, I hate to see you suffer, I hate to make you suffer…- Max sobbed against Michael’s soft lips.
“Yes, I do, yet at the same time it excites me terribly to see you wincing and moaning and to know I’m making you do it! I don’t understand why I need to be so mean to you!” Max thought, and immediately he perceived Michael’s answering thought. “You must do it Max, to make me strong, I’m your warrior, I was made to get hurt, I’m your lover, I was made for you to fuck. I need pain to deal with my life, my destiny. I was made to suffer, to keep you safe.” Max shook his head in denial. “No, it’s not fair!” Max knew Michael was smirking. “I can take it, Max, so must you. Now do it! The pain must get worse to get better, you should know that by now. Please, I need you.” They had no way of knowing that their audience were astonished to hear their thoughts even though they could see their lips were unmoving. They stared in awe at the heart rending scene they had just witnessed and the deep feelings the king and his warrior had for each other. Max gave another sob and accepted. He slowly got up and went back to the bed. He turned his soulful eyes at Liz and she fished her chapped lips relief tube
from her purse and handed it to Max. Then, as if on cue, the four girls slumped to the floor, two on each side of the bed, holding Michael’s hands and shoulders, their backs to Max to allow him the privacy he required. Stuart and Kyle stood on either side to assist him in anything he might need. This time Michael allowed the penetration to go slowly, at Max’s careful pace, tears falling from his eyes at each moan and wince he elicited from his cousin, warrior and lover. Michael took it as he said he would, with his typical display of courage and incredible resistance to pain, with just a whimper when their bodies finally met. Then when Max’s hand approached the wound, the white light was so bright, that Kyle and Stuart had to shield their eyes with one hand, the doctor peeking between his fingers not to miss the slightest detail of the miraculous healing process which didn’t cease to astound him. The skin returned to its natural colour, the swelling disappeared, and the tissue healed leaving slightly darker scars as the ribs welded together, stronger at the place of the fracture than they had ever been. Michael bucked back against Max and smirked, when he found the movement rendered him just quite bearable pain. Max took the hint and rose a little above him, reaching the spot he wanted and Michael started shuddering and gasping, taking Max over the edge along with him. The girls enjoyed the alien orgasm through their contact with Michael, but Kyle cunningly placed one hand over Max’s, which was grasping and spreading Michael’s buttock, and the other on the alien healer’s wrist, enjoying both Max’s and Michael’s pleasure at the same time. Stuart caught on right away and did the same on his side. It was so strong, that before they knew it, they were sitting on the floor by the bed, almost in convulsions.
- Shit! - Cried out Kyle, when he was finally able to speak and saw Max looking and him and then at Stuart, his eyes darting from one to the other, the girls looking scared behind him.
- What the hell did you guys do? - Asked Max, looking very worried.
Stuart told him and came to the conclusion that they could take Max’s pleasure anytime as they had done before, but Michael’s was too strong, and they weren’t up to it…never again! The girls, and Liz specially knew exactly what they meant, Michael’s left them weak and shaking like leaves. No wonder both together almost fried their human brains.
- Just get us some caffeine, that’ll do the trick. - Stuart grinned, visibly shaken. - Laurie tentatively called the kitchen and was glad when Anita picked up after almost seven buzzes as she was about to hang up. She said they had just arrived and had raced to pick up cause they were unloading the van. Laurie asked her for a pot of coffee and eight mugs.
- Just milk for me. - Michael asked Laurie, and she passed it on to Anita.
- I can’t believe you don’t like coffee! I couldn’t live without it! - Laurie exclaimed dramatically.
- You drink coffee, Michael…- Isabel said rather confused.
- Only when I have a dire need to stay awake. - Michael eyes were avoiding them, and Liz looked at him with pity in her eyes.
- Ok Guerin, spill, we won’t give you a break until you do! - Kyle demanded.
- Lay off him, Kyle. - Liz came to Michael’s defense.
- It’s ok. - Michael said. - It’s Hank. Although I’ve made my peace with him, he was a heavy coffee drinker and it was constantly in his breath, even when he was boozed up. I can’t help relating it with some bad times, so I keep away from it unless it’s absolutely necessary. -
- Sorry dude, I should’ve respected your reasons. I had no right to…- Kyle really felt bad.
- It’s alright man, now that you know, it’s dead and buried. Bad choice of words, huh? - He smirked.
- Hey baby, you’ve got us now, ok? We’re your family. - Maria hugged him tight.
- I still get spankings, and the belt and fucked up the ass…- Said Michael with a sigh.
- Oh my god, Michael, oh my god! - Maria’s eyes started filling with tears as she pulled away from him.
- Hey! I’m just kidding! Come here! - Michael wrapped his arms around her and kissed her tears away. - I love it when you punish me. You know it! -
- Shit, Michael! - She sobbed, as his lips found hers to shut her up.
- You better thank Max here, or the fucking part wouldn’t have happened in at least a month, unless you really wanted to kill me. - He chuckled.
- I hadn’t thought of that! - Maria’s mouth gaped open and both her hands went over it.
Now they were all laughing at her, and Maria couldn’t help joining them.
- Michael! - Anita and Sylvia burst into the room. They laid the trays on the table by the door and rushed to the bed to smother him in their arms.
Anita was the first to realize they had outdone it and hastily straightened up, clearing her throat and pulling Sylvia up by the sleeve of her blouse. She was clearly embarrassed at her outburst, and although Michael had forbidden them to call him “mister” or anything of the sort, she still thought they had been out of line. Michael realized her discomfort, and reached out catching their hands and pulling them down on the bed with him.
- Hey! I’m also glad to see you! Come sit by me! I don’t bite…I think. Right, Maria? - And they were both giggling quite at home with him.
Anita reached out and patted his cheek fondly, and Sylvia leant over and kissed his cheek.
- Ya, ya, hija! - Anita told Sylvia. - Let’s pour the coffee. -
Sylvia got up grinning and went to join her mother. Laurie was smiling from ear to ear, rolling her eyes. Sylvia passed the mugs around as her mother filled them with the steaming coffee, and then Anita brought Michael his cold milk, straight from the fridge, as she knew he liked it. He received it from her and took one of her hands to his lips and kissed it, making her blush like a schoolgirl.
- Ya, ya, mami! - Sylvia teased her mother, as the older woman dragged her out of the room giggling as she had done not so long ago.
Once they were alone again, Laurie locked eyes with Kyle and nodded.
- We’re waiting for the update you promised. - Laurie said and Kyle backed her up.
- Ok. - Max sighed as he herded them to the couch, leaving the others to take care of Michael.
The three friends rushed back to Michael and locked the door behind them when they entered the room.
Max looked down at Michael, checking his still not normal breathing, his constant slight wince, and the tension in his muscles expecting pain with every breath, not being able to relax completely, thus making the pain happen. The touch of Liz’s hands did relax him, though, and it gave Max and unexplainable jolt in his genitals. He was still pondering on what action he should take, when a chorus of voices made him jump.
- Max? - All together.
- What are you waiting for, man? - Stuart, impatient.
- In the vision, I had to connect with him, but the Antares bonding ritual was just a couple of days ago, so our link should be strong enough…-
- The what? - Went Kyle and Laurie.
- Sorry, we’ll update you when this is over, ok? - Max watched them nod.
- Well, give it a try and if you need a boost, then you’ll connect with him. - Liz was making sense as usual.
Max nodded and approached Michael, spreading his thighs gently, so he could fit between them, and reaching out, undid the hospital gown he was still wearing and did almost nothing to cover his back.
- Stuart…- He whispered.
- I will need some scissors, not to move him much…- Stuart turned to Laurie, who ran out of the room and was back right away.
Stuart cut the tighly binding bandages and expertly uncovered the wound, balling them up with the gauze, mesh and tape. Due to the area, the wound itself wasn’t deep, and had already started healing once the jagged broken ribs had been pressed back in place and the mending had begun. Still the whole damaged area looked inflamed and a little swollen, in spite of all the medication, and the removal of the bandages and the other stuff had been painful no matter what. Michael was still moaning softly, as Max placed his hand over the injury. The redness went down to bright pink, and the swelling lessened considerably, but not completely. Max scoffed in frustration. He dreaded causing Michael any more suffering, but it was inevitable. He climbed off the bed and crouched by Michael’s head, pushing his fingers in his hair, he kissed his cheek, then using his hand to cup his chin, he pulled his face to him and kissed his lips with amazing tenderness, his other hand playing with his silky curling locks.
- Michael…- He whispered.
- I’m ready for you Max, it’s ok, if it comes from you, I will love the pain. - He whispered before they kissed again.
- Michael, I don’t want to hurt you, I hate to see you suffer, I hate to make you suffer…- Max sobbed against Michael’s soft lips.
“Yes, I do, yet at the same time it excites me terribly to see you wincing and moaning and to know I’m making you do it! I don’t understand why I need to be so mean to you!” Max thought, and immediately he perceived Michael’s answering thought. “You must do it Max, to make me strong, I’m your warrior, I was made to get hurt, I’m your lover, I was made for you to fuck. I need pain to deal with my life, my destiny. I was made to suffer, to keep you safe.” Max shook his head in denial. “No, it’s not fair!” Max knew Michael was smirking. “I can take it, Max, so must you. Now do it! The pain must get worse to get better, you should know that by now. Please, I need you.” They had no way of knowing that their audience were astonished to hear their thoughts even though they could see their lips were unmoving. They stared in awe at the heart rending scene they had just witnessed and the deep feelings the king and his warrior had for each other. Max gave another sob and accepted. He slowly got up and went back to the bed. He turned his soulful eyes at Liz and she fished her chapped lips relief tube
from her purse and handed it to Max. Then, as if on cue, the four girls slumped to the floor, two on each side of the bed, holding Michael’s hands and shoulders, their backs to Max to allow him the privacy he required. Stuart and Kyle stood on either side to assist him in anything he might need. This time Michael allowed the penetration to go slowly, at Max’s careful pace, tears falling from his eyes at each moan and wince he elicited from his cousin, warrior and lover. Michael took it as he said he would, with his typical display of courage and incredible resistance to pain, with just a whimper when their bodies finally met. Then when Max’s hand approached the wound, the white light was so bright, that Kyle and Stuart had to shield their eyes with one hand, the doctor peeking between his fingers not to miss the slightest detail of the miraculous healing process which didn’t cease to astound him. The skin returned to its natural colour, the swelling disappeared, and the tissue healed leaving slightly darker scars as the ribs welded together, stronger at the place of the fracture than they had ever been. Michael bucked back against Max and smirked, when he found the movement rendered him just quite bearable pain. Max took the hint and rose a little above him, reaching the spot he wanted and Michael started shuddering and gasping, taking Max over the edge along with him. The girls enjoyed the alien orgasm through their contact with Michael, but Kyle cunningly placed one hand over Max’s, which was grasping and spreading Michael’s buttock, and the other on the alien healer’s wrist, enjoying both Max’s and Michael’s pleasure at the same time. Stuart caught on right away and did the same on his side. It was so strong, that before they knew it, they were sitting on the floor by the bed, almost in convulsions.
- Shit! - Cried out Kyle, when he was finally able to speak and saw Max looking and him and then at Stuart, his eyes darting from one to the other, the girls looking scared behind him.
- What the hell did you guys do? - Asked Max, looking very worried.
Stuart told him and came to the conclusion that they could take Max’s pleasure anytime as they had done before, but Michael’s was too strong, and they weren’t up to it…never again! The girls, and Liz specially knew exactly what they meant, Michael’s left them weak and shaking like leaves. No wonder both together almost fried their human brains.
- Just get us some caffeine, that’ll do the trick. - Stuart grinned, visibly shaken. - Laurie tentatively called the kitchen and was glad when Anita picked up after almost seven buzzes as she was about to hang up. She said they had just arrived and had raced to pick up cause they were unloading the van. Laurie asked her for a pot of coffee and eight mugs.
- Just milk for me. - Michael asked Laurie, and she passed it on to Anita.
- I can’t believe you don’t like coffee! I couldn’t live without it! - Laurie exclaimed dramatically.
- You drink coffee, Michael…- Isabel said rather confused.
- Only when I have a dire need to stay awake. - Michael eyes were avoiding them, and Liz looked at him with pity in her eyes.
- Ok Guerin, spill, we won’t give you a break until you do! - Kyle demanded.
- Lay off him, Kyle. - Liz came to Michael’s defense.
- It’s ok. - Michael said. - It’s Hank. Although I’ve made my peace with him, he was a heavy coffee drinker and it was constantly in his breath, even when he was boozed up. I can’t help relating it with some bad times, so I keep away from it unless it’s absolutely necessary. -
- Sorry dude, I should’ve respected your reasons. I had no right to…- Kyle really felt bad.
- It’s alright man, now that you know, it’s dead and buried. Bad choice of words, huh? - He smirked.
- Hey baby, you’ve got us now, ok? We’re your family. - Maria hugged him tight.
- I still get spankings, and the belt and fucked up the ass…- Said Michael with a sigh.
- Oh my god, Michael, oh my god! - Maria’s eyes started filling with tears as she pulled away from him.
- Hey! I’m just kidding! Come here! - Michael wrapped his arms around her and kissed her tears away. - I love it when you punish me. You know it! -
- Shit, Michael! - She sobbed, as his lips found hers to shut her up.
- You better thank Max here, or the fucking part wouldn’t have happened in at least a month, unless you really wanted to kill me. - He chuckled.
- I hadn’t thought of that! - Maria’s mouth gaped open and both her hands went over it.
Now they were all laughing at her, and Maria couldn’t help joining them.
- Michael! - Anita and Sylvia burst into the room. They laid the trays on the table by the door and rushed to the bed to smother him in their arms.
Anita was the first to realize they had outdone it and hastily straightened up, clearing her throat and pulling Sylvia up by the sleeve of her blouse. She was clearly embarrassed at her outburst, and although Michael had forbidden them to call him “mister” or anything of the sort, she still thought they had been out of line. Michael realized her discomfort, and reached out catching their hands and pulling them down on the bed with him.
- Hey! I’m also glad to see you! Come sit by me! I don’t bite…I think. Right, Maria? - And they were both giggling quite at home with him.
Anita reached out and patted his cheek fondly, and Sylvia leant over and kissed his cheek.
- Ya, ya, hija! - Anita told Sylvia. - Let’s pour the coffee. -
Sylvia got up grinning and went to join her mother. Laurie was smiling from ear to ear, rolling her eyes. Sylvia passed the mugs around as her mother filled them with the steaming coffee, and then Anita brought Michael his cold milk, straight from the fridge, as she knew he liked it. He received it from her and took one of her hands to his lips and kissed it, making her blush like a schoolgirl.
- Ya, ya, mami! - Sylvia teased her mother, as the older woman dragged her out of the room giggling as she had done not so long ago.
Once they were alone again, Laurie locked eyes with Kyle and nodded.
- We’re waiting for the update you promised. - Laurie said and Kyle backed her up.
- Ok. - Max sighed as he herded them to the couch, leaving the others to take care of Michael.
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 153
- Hope you’re feeling better, Spaceboy. - Maria whispered as they all sat with him on the huge bed.
- Yeah…- Michael said, and just to prove it, he stretched out luxuriously where he was lying smack in the middle of the bed. The single sheet that Max had pulled up to his waist, for decency’s sake when he finished the healing, slid down to halway down his ass. Then he writhed, squirmed, slithered and snuggled in total abandonment, endulging himself in the fact that the pain he still had, allowed him to move anyway he wanted. The sheet had worked its way now halfway down his thighs and the girls watched him entranced, unable to utter a sound.
- Michael, you’re about to give Maria a heart attack! - Laurie somehow managed to form intelligible words. “And Liz and Isabel” She thought, from the way the three girls’ eyes were glazed and just about drooling…“and probably me too, kid brother or not…WOW! What’s wrong with me?”
- Huh? - Michael went, lazily finding a comfortable position still on his belly with his legs indecently apart, completely unaware of the effect he was having on the girls.
The updating had hardly taken about a couple of minutes and as they approached the bed, they had seen Michael’s carefree display of his tempting body. The guys were also speechless, and it was Max the one who was able to come forward.
- Hey, kid, you’re naked here, remember? - He pushed his way to him between Isabel and Liz and pulled up the sheet up to his waist again. He was finding it hard to admit but he was jealous of every person in the room with him and Michael.
Laurie felt the tension, and thinking the jealousy thing was coming from Maria, decided to change the subject for everyone’s sake.
- You’re really ok now, kid bro? - She joked, noticing her voice a little funny and hoping it went unnoticed.
- Yeah, big sis, I’m lucky to have two great doctors taking care of me…eventually! - He couldn’t help rubbing it in, jokingly though.
- Michael, you know I couldn’t…- Max began with a guilty conscience.
- Shit Max! You’re so uptight! I’m kidding, man! Look at Stuart, he’s just taking in like the joke it is! - Michael chuckled at Max’s contrite expression.
- It’s not a joking thing to me Michael. Under normal circumstances, it would have taken you at least a month, popping pills by the handful, stiff but without much discomfort with the medication. And believe me, I would rather have that than spend like you did, about 24 hours in pain because of your alien status…- Stuart admitted.
- What do you mean? - Laurie didn’t quite get it.
- His alien side neutralizes most of the medication, being of a human source, protecting itself from what is alien to it, so it hardly has any effect in him, and what does, is for a very short time. If he could take pills, well, not much harm done, but most of the injections he needed were very painful, specially the calcium, and there was no way I could spare him that if I wanted him out that soon. -
- You mean that liquid fire did nothing at all? - Michael exploded.
- Sorry, no, I doubt it. Let me explain. If given intra venously, the blood vessels get very inflamed and even damaged. With intra muscular injections the tissue surrounding the site suffer considerably, and even ulcers may occur, that’s why it’s practically never given that way, though it’s very effective. You were in no danger due to the protective effect of your alien side, neutralizing it as you absorb it, but the problem is that it makes you absorb it very slowly to be able to cancel its effects completely, and it makes the pain just as bad, and lasting much longer. Sorry…- He repeated.
- Shit! And I got one on each side! How am I going to sit? - Michael wondered, as the rest laughed discreetly at his problem.
- You won’t Spaceboy, you can lie over my lap, and keep your tush safely in the air. - Maria giggled.
- It’s not funny! - Michael protested, and winced.
- No it’s not, but massage will help, you know…- Stuart watched everyone grin wickedly as Laurie shared a concerned look with him.
- Oh man, I wanted to ride…- Whined Michael disappointed.
- Let’s say it would be a kind of masochistic massage, but a massage still. - Stuart observed.
- Hey, you’re right! Moonshadow would just about kill me right now, but the pacer would be a great option, right Stuart? - Michael gave him a hopeful look.
- It’s your ass, Michael, and anyway, we’ll be there to pick you up. - Stuart chuckled.
- Ok then, you’re my guests, what do you feel like doing? - Laurie asked.
- I’m hungry. - Michael caught Maria’s wrist just in time not to get whacked.
- Hey! Watch out, I’m hurt, remember? What about a Jacuzzi and the pool? That ok for me Stuart? -
- Sure kid, you deserve it. But it’s quite sunny so I would suggest some strong sunscreen on the recent scar. - Stuart knew it was the perfect solution.
- We have a slight problem. - Isabel reminded them, turning to Laurie. - We have no luggage, maybe we can borrow some swimming gear from you? I’ll fix them so they’ll fit and then back again. We can maybe go to the mall later on for clothes. - Her voice trembled a little remembering the shooting incident.
- Problem solved, we have a quick lunch, and Rubén will take us to then mall and get what you need in half an hour tops! - Laurie beamed.
That elicited a lot of laughter from the guys, making her look back at them in confusion.
- You’ve never gone shopping with Isabel and Maria…- Max covered his head just in case. - I would change that to half a day tops, in case of an emergency. -
- Well, this is one, and to prove it, we won’t go. Max, Stuart and Kyle will, with our shopping list, I can fix what we don’t like. Deal? - Isabel efficiently shut their mouths and Liz and Maria congratulated her.
- Great, we’ll have our Jacuzzi and the pool while you guys prove your point and make yourselves useful. - Maria agreed.
- Let me check what Anita has been up to, or we can order some stuff, ok?-
Laurie left the room and returned with a handful of swimming gear and tossed it on Michael’s bed so they could choose.
- It’s all girls’ stuff, don’t you have anything for us? - Kyle whined, disappointed.
- Only this, which was left behind after your last stay…- She fished around and came up with Michael’s red lycra swimming trunks. - But you guys are going shopping right after lunch, so you’ll get what you want. -
- Oh, right, ok. - Kyle said, wishing he could stay.
- You get something for me too, ok? - Michael begged with his eyes.
- Don’t worry, we will…- Max assured him.
- Be right back. - Laurie left the room in a hurry, the perfect host, as the girls raced to the bathroom to change.
- Hey, you guys, help Michael into these, cause it’s all he has to wear. - Maria tossed them the red lycra thing.
- Ok, you heard the girls, let’s get our baby ready. - Kyle rubbed his hands and he and Max approached the bed, and before Michael knew it, they were sliding the clingy material up his long legs.
They could hear the girls’ squeals from the bathroom and wondered what was going on. The door burst open and the guys couldn’t help thinking “That was fast”, knowing Isabel’s powers had had something to do with it.
They looked great, and they pushed Michael off the bed and whisked him down the terrace door to the pool. The guys followed, ready to eat fast, and shop even faster to join them as soon as possible. It was almost 2pm, no wonder they were starving. Laurie received them with a platter of very appetizing sandwiches.
- This is Anita’s latest discovery. It’s completely natural full grain bread with freshly made mayo with real eggs, and cream cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, and grated carrots and beets, skin and all. Very nourishing and delicious! - She delivered, with a big smug smile.
- I’m turning into a rabbit! - Michael sighed but reached out for one anyway.
When he was done, he had another one, grinning and agreeing with Laurie that they were awesome. Then he had the last one left.
- Watch it, Michael, I think you’re growing a rabbit’s tail! - Laughed Maria, patting his ass, as Sylvia brought the ice cream, catching Maria’s words and bursting into giggles.
By the time the improvised lunch was over, Max, Kyle and Stuart decided that walking in the mall was the best that could happen to them for digestion’s sake. Laurie had produced a strong sunblock and they kept dabbing it over Michael’s fresh scar, and took turns massaging him. Michael just closed his eyes and enjoyed their girly prattle, faking sleep each time they pinched, prodded and kissed him to make sure he wasn’t listening. He laughed inside at the free way they talked about boys and was surprised about the way they thought about him. A hunk? Wow! Wait until he got Maria in bed tonight! He was really going to prove her right! Michael’s breath caught when Isabel and Liz confessed openly their crushes on him, and even Laurie admitted that if he weren’t her brother, she would be on to him, the hell with the age difference! Michael felt his face getting hot and he knew he was blushing, so he pretended to move in his sleep and turned his face towards the pool, not to give himself away. He sighed and relaxed and the girls went right on.
The guys shopped with lightning speed, made sure they had everything they needed, and Rubén produced Laurie’s card and wouldn’t let them pay for a single item. They were back in 45 minutes, considering the drive over and back, they had kept up their word. The shopping was ok too, no complains at all.
- Hey, what about me? - Michael asked, stretching and pretending he had just woken up.
- Oh right! You’ll love this. - Kyle said in Maria’s direction, which made Michael very suspicious and distrustful.
Kyle went to their shopping bags and approached Michael with both hands behind his back.
- Choose! - He taunted him.
- Anyone, c’mon! - Michael snapped impatiently.
- Ta daaa! - Kyle pulled out a big bag and spilled out of it three pairs of jeans, blue, black and tan. Several sleeveless t-shirts and sweat shirts in sundry colours, at least three were black, and two jackets, black and tan. Two pairs of boots, black and brown and lots of socks. - Like? -
- Sure, but what about the swim thing? - He wondered.
Kyle played again behind his back and pulled out his right hand with another lycra small one, white of all colours! And then his left hand with another one as small as the white one, but black, the sides were just net.
- WOW! They’re gorgeous! - The girls went.
Michael gaped speechless, as Maria pulled him by the hand and pushed him into the pool. He came up shaking the water from his hair as Maria, already in the water beside him, ducked down and pulled his red lycras all the way off. She got one of the new ones over his feet and slid them up. Michael’s eyes were closed, enjoying Maria’s touch, and then she came up and pushed him to the shallow part of the pool. As Michael’s body emerged from the water, they could see he was wearing the white ones, the double material in front did it’s job but the rest was practically transparent. The three aliens had a sudden déjà vu of the secret pond where Michael had got hurt with the canes, and Max laughing at his bathing trunks which looked just the same as the ones he was now wearing. Liz got it through Michael and watched amused, picturing him at that age. Maria let her hands hover over Michael’s butt as she stood behind him and winked at the others.
- Ummm, yes, I have to admit, they get totally transparent when they’re wet, come here! - She led him back to the deeper water and waded to the side of the pool picking up the black ones.
She got him rid of the white ones and slid the next pair on him, taking him to the shallows to get a good look.
- These are gorgeous on you too! What do you say? - She turned to their audience and got thumbs up all around. - Ok Spaceboy, you get to keep these on. Off you go! -
She gave him a shove on the butt and Michael waded to his spot and heaved himself effortlessly out of the pool, where he stretched out to keep his hard on out of sight, pressed on the warm floor.
- Hope you’re feeling better, Spaceboy. - Maria whispered as they all sat with him on the huge bed.
- Yeah…- Michael said, and just to prove it, he stretched out luxuriously where he was lying smack in the middle of the bed. The single sheet that Max had pulled up to his waist, for decency’s sake when he finished the healing, slid down to halway down his ass. Then he writhed, squirmed, slithered and snuggled in total abandonment, endulging himself in the fact that the pain he still had, allowed him to move anyway he wanted. The sheet had worked its way now halfway down his thighs and the girls watched him entranced, unable to utter a sound.
- Michael, you’re about to give Maria a heart attack! - Laurie somehow managed to form intelligible words. “And Liz and Isabel” She thought, from the way the three girls’ eyes were glazed and just about drooling…“and probably me too, kid brother or not…WOW! What’s wrong with me?”
- Huh? - Michael went, lazily finding a comfortable position still on his belly with his legs indecently apart, completely unaware of the effect he was having on the girls.
The updating had hardly taken about a couple of minutes and as they approached the bed, they had seen Michael’s carefree display of his tempting body. The guys were also speechless, and it was Max the one who was able to come forward.
- Hey, kid, you’re naked here, remember? - He pushed his way to him between Isabel and Liz and pulled up the sheet up to his waist again. He was finding it hard to admit but he was jealous of every person in the room with him and Michael.
Laurie felt the tension, and thinking the jealousy thing was coming from Maria, decided to change the subject for everyone’s sake.
- You’re really ok now, kid bro? - She joked, noticing her voice a little funny and hoping it went unnoticed.
- Yeah, big sis, I’m lucky to have two great doctors taking care of me…eventually! - He couldn’t help rubbing it in, jokingly though.
- Michael, you know I couldn’t…- Max began with a guilty conscience.
- Shit Max! You’re so uptight! I’m kidding, man! Look at Stuart, he’s just taking in like the joke it is! - Michael chuckled at Max’s contrite expression.
- It’s not a joking thing to me Michael. Under normal circumstances, it would have taken you at least a month, popping pills by the handful, stiff but without much discomfort with the medication. And believe me, I would rather have that than spend like you did, about 24 hours in pain because of your alien status…- Stuart admitted.
- What do you mean? - Laurie didn’t quite get it.
- His alien side neutralizes most of the medication, being of a human source, protecting itself from what is alien to it, so it hardly has any effect in him, and what does, is for a very short time. If he could take pills, well, not much harm done, but most of the injections he needed were very painful, specially the calcium, and there was no way I could spare him that if I wanted him out that soon. -
- You mean that liquid fire did nothing at all? - Michael exploded.
- Sorry, no, I doubt it. Let me explain. If given intra venously, the blood vessels get very inflamed and even damaged. With intra muscular injections the tissue surrounding the site suffer considerably, and even ulcers may occur, that’s why it’s practically never given that way, though it’s very effective. You were in no danger due to the protective effect of your alien side, neutralizing it as you absorb it, but the problem is that it makes you absorb it very slowly to be able to cancel its effects completely, and it makes the pain just as bad, and lasting much longer. Sorry…- He repeated.
- Shit! And I got one on each side! How am I going to sit? - Michael wondered, as the rest laughed discreetly at his problem.
- You won’t Spaceboy, you can lie over my lap, and keep your tush safely in the air. - Maria giggled.
- It’s not funny! - Michael protested, and winced.
- No it’s not, but massage will help, you know…- Stuart watched everyone grin wickedly as Laurie shared a concerned look with him.
- Oh man, I wanted to ride…- Whined Michael disappointed.
- Let’s say it would be a kind of masochistic massage, but a massage still. - Stuart observed.
- Hey, you’re right! Moonshadow would just about kill me right now, but the pacer would be a great option, right Stuart? - Michael gave him a hopeful look.
- It’s your ass, Michael, and anyway, we’ll be there to pick you up. - Stuart chuckled.
- Ok then, you’re my guests, what do you feel like doing? - Laurie asked.
- I’m hungry. - Michael caught Maria’s wrist just in time not to get whacked.
- Hey! Watch out, I’m hurt, remember? What about a Jacuzzi and the pool? That ok for me Stuart? -
- Sure kid, you deserve it. But it’s quite sunny so I would suggest some strong sunscreen on the recent scar. - Stuart knew it was the perfect solution.
- We have a slight problem. - Isabel reminded them, turning to Laurie. - We have no luggage, maybe we can borrow some swimming gear from you? I’ll fix them so they’ll fit and then back again. We can maybe go to the mall later on for clothes. - Her voice trembled a little remembering the shooting incident.
- Problem solved, we have a quick lunch, and Rubén will take us to then mall and get what you need in half an hour tops! - Laurie beamed.
That elicited a lot of laughter from the guys, making her look back at them in confusion.
- You’ve never gone shopping with Isabel and Maria…- Max covered his head just in case. - I would change that to half a day tops, in case of an emergency. -
- Well, this is one, and to prove it, we won’t go. Max, Stuart and Kyle will, with our shopping list, I can fix what we don’t like. Deal? - Isabel efficiently shut their mouths and Liz and Maria congratulated her.
- Great, we’ll have our Jacuzzi and the pool while you guys prove your point and make yourselves useful. - Maria agreed.
- Let me check what Anita has been up to, or we can order some stuff, ok?-
Laurie left the room and returned with a handful of swimming gear and tossed it on Michael’s bed so they could choose.
- It’s all girls’ stuff, don’t you have anything for us? - Kyle whined, disappointed.
- Only this, which was left behind after your last stay…- She fished around and came up with Michael’s red lycra swimming trunks. - But you guys are going shopping right after lunch, so you’ll get what you want. -
- Oh, right, ok. - Kyle said, wishing he could stay.
- You get something for me too, ok? - Michael begged with his eyes.
- Don’t worry, we will…- Max assured him.
- Be right back. - Laurie left the room in a hurry, the perfect host, as the girls raced to the bathroom to change.
- Hey, you guys, help Michael into these, cause it’s all he has to wear. - Maria tossed them the red lycra thing.
- Ok, you heard the girls, let’s get our baby ready. - Kyle rubbed his hands and he and Max approached the bed, and before Michael knew it, they were sliding the clingy material up his long legs.
They could hear the girls’ squeals from the bathroom and wondered what was going on. The door burst open and the guys couldn’t help thinking “That was fast”, knowing Isabel’s powers had had something to do with it.
They looked great, and they pushed Michael off the bed and whisked him down the terrace door to the pool. The guys followed, ready to eat fast, and shop even faster to join them as soon as possible. It was almost 2pm, no wonder they were starving. Laurie received them with a platter of very appetizing sandwiches.
- This is Anita’s latest discovery. It’s completely natural full grain bread with freshly made mayo with real eggs, and cream cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, and grated carrots and beets, skin and all. Very nourishing and delicious! - She delivered, with a big smug smile.
- I’m turning into a rabbit! - Michael sighed but reached out for one anyway.
When he was done, he had another one, grinning and agreeing with Laurie that they were awesome. Then he had the last one left.
- Watch it, Michael, I think you’re growing a rabbit’s tail! - Laughed Maria, patting his ass, as Sylvia brought the ice cream, catching Maria’s words and bursting into giggles.
By the time the improvised lunch was over, Max, Kyle and Stuart decided that walking in the mall was the best that could happen to them for digestion’s sake. Laurie had produced a strong sunblock and they kept dabbing it over Michael’s fresh scar, and took turns massaging him. Michael just closed his eyes and enjoyed their girly prattle, faking sleep each time they pinched, prodded and kissed him to make sure he wasn’t listening. He laughed inside at the free way they talked about boys and was surprised about the way they thought about him. A hunk? Wow! Wait until he got Maria in bed tonight! He was really going to prove her right! Michael’s breath caught when Isabel and Liz confessed openly their crushes on him, and even Laurie admitted that if he weren’t her brother, she would be on to him, the hell with the age difference! Michael felt his face getting hot and he knew he was blushing, so he pretended to move in his sleep and turned his face towards the pool, not to give himself away. He sighed and relaxed and the girls went right on.
The guys shopped with lightning speed, made sure they had everything they needed, and Rubén produced Laurie’s card and wouldn’t let them pay for a single item. They were back in 45 minutes, considering the drive over and back, they had kept up their word. The shopping was ok too, no complains at all.
- Hey, what about me? - Michael asked, stretching and pretending he had just woken up.
- Oh right! You’ll love this. - Kyle said in Maria’s direction, which made Michael very suspicious and distrustful.
Kyle went to their shopping bags and approached Michael with both hands behind his back.
- Choose! - He taunted him.
- Anyone, c’mon! - Michael snapped impatiently.
- Ta daaa! - Kyle pulled out a big bag and spilled out of it three pairs of jeans, blue, black and tan. Several sleeveless t-shirts and sweat shirts in sundry colours, at least three were black, and two jackets, black and tan. Two pairs of boots, black and brown and lots of socks. - Like? -
- Sure, but what about the swim thing? - He wondered.
Kyle played again behind his back and pulled out his right hand with another lycra small one, white of all colours! And then his left hand with another one as small as the white one, but black, the sides were just net.
- WOW! They’re gorgeous! - The girls went.
Michael gaped speechless, as Maria pulled him by the hand and pushed him into the pool. He came up shaking the water from his hair as Maria, already in the water beside him, ducked down and pulled his red lycras all the way off. She got one of the new ones over his feet and slid them up. Michael’s eyes were closed, enjoying Maria’s touch, and then she came up and pushed him to the shallow part of the pool. As Michael’s body emerged from the water, they could see he was wearing the white ones, the double material in front did it’s job but the rest was practically transparent. The three aliens had a sudden déjà vu of the secret pond where Michael had got hurt with the canes, and Max laughing at his bathing trunks which looked just the same as the ones he was now wearing. Liz got it through Michael and watched amused, picturing him at that age. Maria let her hands hover over Michael’s butt as she stood behind him and winked at the others.
- Ummm, yes, I have to admit, they get totally transparent when they’re wet, come here! - She led him back to the deeper water and waded to the side of the pool picking up the black ones.
She got him rid of the white ones and slid the next pair on him, taking him to the shallows to get a good look.
- These are gorgeous on you too! What do you say? - She turned to their audience and got thumbs up all around. - Ok Spaceboy, you get to keep these on. Off you go! -
She gave him a shove on the butt and Michael waded to his spot and heaved himself effortlessly out of the pool, where he stretched out to keep his hard on out of sight, pressed on the warm floor.
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Chapter 54
Michael just let go as he fell asleep. The déjà vu he had with the white bathing trunks was still with him. He couldn’t help remembering the stabbing pain he felt in his heart when Isabel, after seducing him, started pushing him away, only using him to make her friends jealous. She was the last person he thought would hurt him. He loved her so much, perhaps what they had done was wrong, being brother and sister, but it had felt so good, so right, like they belonged together. Why had she changed her mind? It was killing him, but then his life was full of pain and constant disappointment, what else could he expect? Just take it Michael, grit your teeth and take it, that was all he could do. And then Maria…after so many years of suffering in silence…she wouldn’t hurt him, would she? He wouldn’t if it killed him, then why didn’t she understand him, why did she always react in anger when he tried to protect her? Dammit, why couldn’t he get through to her? “Michael?” He could hear her voice, like this, sweetly, not upset, like she usually was, but he could almost hope it was with…love? Concern? It made everything worth it. The love in her voice, for him. He couldn’t believe it. For him? “Michael…” Now he could even feel her soft hands on his cheek and he thought he was dying. If that would get her to love him, he would gladly do it, die for her. She wouldn’t use him like Isabel, would she? Not his Maria, she had cried for him, when he had been hurt, as if she really cared. But did she? Why was he so doubtful? After all he had been through, he couldn’t help it. One way or another, they all seemed to enjoy hurting him, so he had learnt to enjoy it too, before it killed him. “Hey Spaceboy, baby?” Her lips on his were just too real, he had to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, so he slowly opened his eyes and found himself surrounded in a golden haze: Maria’s hair. He reached up and ran his fingers through it, feeling her lips curve in a smile against his.
- I love you…- He whispered into her mouth.
- I love you more…- She whispered back.
- Maria…-
- Michael…-
- Oh my god, they’re getting worse than Liz and Max! - Exclaimed Kyle, kneeling beside them.
- Shut up Kyle! - Both together.
- That’s what I like! Fight me back! - Kyle reached over and tugged at Michael’s hair. - Love you man, Max and I can always count on you to save our hides. I haven’t thanked you, I’m doing it now. -
Their eyes locked and for a fraction of a second, Michael felt Kyle was trying to get something through to him before he let go and disappeared into the pool.
- That was nice! - Maria said.
- He’s a great guy, I never thought I’d say that! - Michael smirked.
Maria caressed his cheek and the look in her eyes held such love, that Michael’s eyes filled with tears.
- Michael, what is it? - Maria asked him, alarmed.
- Nothing, baby, it’s just that I love the way you look at me. - He hugged her tight against him.
- Chimney room? It’s getting kind of chilly…- Laurie suggested.
- Hot cocoa? - Michael asked Laurie.
- Anything you want, kid, with melting marshmallows? - She smiled.
- Deal! - He pushed up slowly, wincing a little, holding on to Maria.
- You ok? - She arched her eyebrows staring into his eyes.
- Yeah, bed early? - He whispered.
She nodded and wrapped her arm around his waist, leading him into the house.
- How about a Jacuzzi? - Michael wondered.
- With bubble bath! - Isabel beamed.
- Great idea! - Liz and Isabel totally agreed with Michael and changed directions to the room by the pool where Isabel had the water bubbling and warm enough for Michael to accept it.
- It’s Ivory soap, guess it’s ok with everyone, right? - She didn’t need an answer, and they all jumped in.
Michael stretched out, one arm over the edge and his face resting on Maria’s shoulder, his other hand in hers. He was snoozing again, and Maria turned her head and kissed his hair.
- You can’t imagine what all those hours in constant pain does to a body. His best recovery is sleep, no wonder he keeps dozing off. - Stuart said.
- He’ll be as good as new after a good night’s sleep, you’ll see. -
- If he gets to sleep…- Max thought aloud before he could stop himself.
- “Girlfriend!” Shame on you! I want the best for him, and will hold him in my arms all night, making sure he gets all the sleep he needs! - Maria was outraged, but they knew Michael as well as she did, no wonder they had their doubts.
- Congratulations on your shopping, boys, I must admit I’m impressed! - Isabel said sincerely, giving them a break.
- Well, Kyle here wasn’t much help, we lost him on the way to the store and when he reappeared, we were almost over. - Max gave Kyle the chance to explain his behaviour.
- Yeah, where did you go Kyle? - Teased Stuart.
- Mmm…To buy something you don’t like…licorice sticks…- He looked guilty.
- Ewww, don’t you dare chew the foul things where we can smell them! - Isabel shot back at him.
- Don’t worry, I’ll only share them with anyone who wants them. - He assured her. - I’m sure I’ll find someone who does. -
- I doubt it! Does anyone here like the stuff? - Liz wondered and was answered with visual and sound effects confirming no one did.
Anita and Sylvia arrived with the mugs and thermos flasks full of steaming cocoa, plus two bags of jumbo marshmallows.
- Hey baby, wake up…- Maria squeezed Michael’s hand and used her other hand to tickle his stomach.
- Need some help? - Liz and Isabel went for his legs and tickled the insides of his thighs, knowing how ticklish he was there.
- Mmm…yes…- Michael purred and rubbed himself against Maria, making her blush furiously.
- Michael! - She snapped at him, pushing him away.
- Maria? - Michael opened his eyes, confused by her tone, and saw her red face. - Maria? - He repeated, still half asleep.
Then he realized the four hands on his thighs weren’t hers. He turned over his shoulder and met Liz and Isabel grinning at him. He went back to face Maria, a question in his eyes. She was shaking her head at him, smiling fondly.
- What? - His voice slurred with sleep.
Laurie handed over a mug and the sweet smell woke him up completely.
- Oh! Thanks! - He waved his hand over it to make it just as he liked it and sipped, closing his eyes in pleasure. Just what he needed! He had two mugs and relaxed again.
- I think I should get him to bed before he becomes a Jacuzzi casualty. Doctor’s orders, right? - Maria arched her eyebrows at Stuart for confirmation.
- As long as he gets to sleep eight hours…- He grinned.
- Oh, not you too! - Maria said dismayed.
- Don’t worry, nothing will wake me up until I’m ready for it. Right? - Michael asked, looking around at all his friends.
- Amen to that! - Said Max and got them all agreeing and laughing.
- Ok, guys, get dressed and we’ll have a light supper in the dining room, so Michael can turn in early. - Laurie stepped out of the water followed by Kyle and they both took Michael’s hands and hauled him out with Maria’s help pushing his ass with both hands.
- Ow! Owww! Maria! - Michael complained.
- Ooops, sorry Spaceboy…- Maria apologized, making a face as she climbed out behind Michael.
The others followed suit, amused at their friends’ antics and went to their bedrooms.
Michael just let go as he fell asleep. The déjà vu he had with the white bathing trunks was still with him. He couldn’t help remembering the stabbing pain he felt in his heart when Isabel, after seducing him, started pushing him away, only using him to make her friends jealous. She was the last person he thought would hurt him. He loved her so much, perhaps what they had done was wrong, being brother and sister, but it had felt so good, so right, like they belonged together. Why had she changed her mind? It was killing him, but then his life was full of pain and constant disappointment, what else could he expect? Just take it Michael, grit your teeth and take it, that was all he could do. And then Maria…after so many years of suffering in silence…she wouldn’t hurt him, would she? He wouldn’t if it killed him, then why didn’t she understand him, why did she always react in anger when he tried to protect her? Dammit, why couldn’t he get through to her? “Michael?” He could hear her voice, like this, sweetly, not upset, like she usually was, but he could almost hope it was with…love? Concern? It made everything worth it. The love in her voice, for him. He couldn’t believe it. For him? “Michael…” Now he could even feel her soft hands on his cheek and he thought he was dying. If that would get her to love him, he would gladly do it, die for her. She wouldn’t use him like Isabel, would she? Not his Maria, she had cried for him, when he had been hurt, as if she really cared. But did she? Why was he so doubtful? After all he had been through, he couldn’t help it. One way or another, they all seemed to enjoy hurting him, so he had learnt to enjoy it too, before it killed him. “Hey Spaceboy, baby?” Her lips on his were just too real, he had to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, so he slowly opened his eyes and found himself surrounded in a golden haze: Maria’s hair. He reached up and ran his fingers through it, feeling her lips curve in a smile against his.
- I love you…- He whispered into her mouth.
- I love you more…- She whispered back.
- Maria…-
- Michael…-
- Oh my god, they’re getting worse than Liz and Max! - Exclaimed Kyle, kneeling beside them.
- Shut up Kyle! - Both together.
- That’s what I like! Fight me back! - Kyle reached over and tugged at Michael’s hair. - Love you man, Max and I can always count on you to save our hides. I haven’t thanked you, I’m doing it now. -
Their eyes locked and for a fraction of a second, Michael felt Kyle was trying to get something through to him before he let go and disappeared into the pool.
- That was nice! - Maria said.
- He’s a great guy, I never thought I’d say that! - Michael smirked.
Maria caressed his cheek and the look in her eyes held such love, that Michael’s eyes filled with tears.
- Michael, what is it? - Maria asked him, alarmed.
- Nothing, baby, it’s just that I love the way you look at me. - He hugged her tight against him.
- Chimney room? It’s getting kind of chilly…- Laurie suggested.
- Hot cocoa? - Michael asked Laurie.
- Anything you want, kid, with melting marshmallows? - She smiled.
- Deal! - He pushed up slowly, wincing a little, holding on to Maria.
- You ok? - She arched her eyebrows staring into his eyes.
- Yeah, bed early? - He whispered.
She nodded and wrapped her arm around his waist, leading him into the house.
- How about a Jacuzzi? - Michael wondered.
- With bubble bath! - Isabel beamed.
- Great idea! - Liz and Isabel totally agreed with Michael and changed directions to the room by the pool where Isabel had the water bubbling and warm enough for Michael to accept it.
- It’s Ivory soap, guess it’s ok with everyone, right? - She didn’t need an answer, and they all jumped in.
Michael stretched out, one arm over the edge and his face resting on Maria’s shoulder, his other hand in hers. He was snoozing again, and Maria turned her head and kissed his hair.
- You can’t imagine what all those hours in constant pain does to a body. His best recovery is sleep, no wonder he keeps dozing off. - Stuart said.
- He’ll be as good as new after a good night’s sleep, you’ll see. -
- If he gets to sleep…- Max thought aloud before he could stop himself.
- “Girlfriend!” Shame on you! I want the best for him, and will hold him in my arms all night, making sure he gets all the sleep he needs! - Maria was outraged, but they knew Michael as well as she did, no wonder they had their doubts.
- Congratulations on your shopping, boys, I must admit I’m impressed! - Isabel said sincerely, giving them a break.
- Well, Kyle here wasn’t much help, we lost him on the way to the store and when he reappeared, we were almost over. - Max gave Kyle the chance to explain his behaviour.
- Yeah, where did you go Kyle? - Teased Stuart.
- Mmm…To buy something you don’t like…licorice sticks…- He looked guilty.
- Ewww, don’t you dare chew the foul things where we can smell them! - Isabel shot back at him.
- Don’t worry, I’ll only share them with anyone who wants them. - He assured her. - I’m sure I’ll find someone who does. -
- I doubt it! Does anyone here like the stuff? - Liz wondered and was answered with visual and sound effects confirming no one did.
Anita and Sylvia arrived with the mugs and thermos flasks full of steaming cocoa, plus two bags of jumbo marshmallows.
- Hey baby, wake up…- Maria squeezed Michael’s hand and used her other hand to tickle his stomach.
- Need some help? - Liz and Isabel went for his legs and tickled the insides of his thighs, knowing how ticklish he was there.
- Mmm…yes…- Michael purred and rubbed himself against Maria, making her blush furiously.
- Michael! - She snapped at him, pushing him away.
- Maria? - Michael opened his eyes, confused by her tone, and saw her red face. - Maria? - He repeated, still half asleep.
Then he realized the four hands on his thighs weren’t hers. He turned over his shoulder and met Liz and Isabel grinning at him. He went back to face Maria, a question in his eyes. She was shaking her head at him, smiling fondly.
- What? - His voice slurred with sleep.
Laurie handed over a mug and the sweet smell woke him up completely.
- Oh! Thanks! - He waved his hand over it to make it just as he liked it and sipped, closing his eyes in pleasure. Just what he needed! He had two mugs and relaxed again.
- I think I should get him to bed before he becomes a Jacuzzi casualty. Doctor’s orders, right? - Maria arched her eyebrows at Stuart for confirmation.
- As long as he gets to sleep eight hours…- He grinned.
- Oh, not you too! - Maria said dismayed.
- Don’t worry, nothing will wake me up until I’m ready for it. Right? - Michael asked, looking around at all his friends.
- Amen to that! - Said Max and got them all agreeing and laughing.
- Ok, guys, get dressed and we’ll have a light supper in the dining room, so Michael can turn in early. - Laurie stepped out of the water followed by Kyle and they both took Michael’s hands and hauled him out with Maria’s help pushing his ass with both hands.
- Ow! Owww! Maria! - Michael complained.
- Ooops, sorry Spaceboy…- Maria apologized, making a face as she climbed out behind Michael.
The others followed suit, amused at their friends’ antics and went to their bedrooms.
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Chapter 155
As they entered their bedroom, Maria shivered and dropped her bag of new clothes on the armchair, fishing around inside. She was wondering how she was going to explain Laurie’s gifts to her mother. She heard Michael moan somewhere behind her and saw him stretching around on the bed. She grinned at him and quickly choose a pair of baggies, with a tank top and a jacket. Then she went over to the bed and sat down to put on some socks and the silver stitched sneakers she had just loved.
- Ready here! Let’s get you dressed, but first, we must get rid of these. -
Maria pushed her fingers under the waist of the black lycras and peeled them away from Michael’s flesh.
- Push up a little, Spaceboy, so I can get them down. - She suggested.
Michael obeyed raising his hips from the bed and allowed Maria to take care of him. She had already eased the clingy material about halfway down his ass, when the front got really uncomfortable with the pulling and Michael’s balls started to protest. Michael dipped his body hoping she realized she was creaming his balls and his unexpected movement threw Maria out of balance and her fingers slid off the slippery waistband. The latex bounced back whiplashing hard on Michael’s sore butt, right where he was most sore. Michael grunted and fell back on the bed, his hands in tight fists.
- Michael! I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you? Oh shit! - Maria exclaimed, as she reached under Michael grabbing the front of the waistband with one hand and the middle of the back with the other. She wasn’t risking it this time and she yanked them down to his thighs with a hard tug. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw the blood red welts that crossed both buttocks where the waistband had almost bitten into the inflamed tissue. Michael was shuddering and his back was beaded with sweat.
- Baby, honey, I’m sorry, you must be hurting so bad, oh, Michael…- She placed her hands very gently covering the welts and felt them burning like brands.
Her hands felt cool against the burning flesh, making Michael gasp and hiss. She didn’t rub or massage, knowing it would just cause more pain, she just laid her hands softly on him and kept them there, hoping her touch would sooth him by some miracle.
Liz felt a jolt as if her brain had been prodded with a stick.
- Michael’s hurting…- She said.
- I’ll kill Maria! - Max exploded.
- Don’t jump to conclusions, let’s see what’s happened. - Liz defended her friend as they rushed to the bedroom next door.
They found Maria straddling Michael’s thighs, with her hands on his butt and tears falling down her cheeks.
- What is it? - Asked Max, intrigued.
Maria told them between sobs and hiccoughs.
- How you doing, man? - Max asked Michael who had his eyes closed and was biting his lip.
- I’m fine. - He whispered. - Stupid accident, that’s all, Maria, please don’t cry. It’s already passing. Just give me a sec and you’ll help me dress, ok? -
Maria nodded, as Liz patted her arm and tried to console her with her typical prattle.
- It’s kind of what they call “Murphy’s law” or something like that. What doesn’t happen in a year, happens in a fraction of a second, or of all your body, you have to bump just the only spot that’s sore. - Liz told her.
- You’re not helping! I still feel bad! - Maria whined.
.
- Let me see…- Max reached over and held both her wrists, lifting her hands away from Michael.
Both Max and Liz couldn’t help grimacing. Max placed his hands over the welts and the red went down to deep pink, the burning lost half its intensity. Michael took a deep breath.
Michael felt Maria’s fingers closing around his fist and he opened his hand and held hers in his. Maria immediately stopped crying and sighed.
- Maybe I should just tuck you in and bring your food here…- Maria suggested.
- What? No! Did I get any soft sweat pants? - Michael asked Max.
- We just got you jeans, but I got a couple of sweat pants. I’ll get them. -
- Does it hurt too much? - Maria whispered against Michael’s hair.
- It just throbs a little, but it’s passing, don’t worry, here, kiss me, that will make me alright, you’ll see. - He whispered back as she leant over to capture his lips.
Max arrived with the sweat pants and placed them on the bed, waiting patiently for the making out session to stop.
- Let me help you up. - Max said when they broke apart.
Between the three, the got him slowly to his hands and knees, and slid the sweat pants up his legs.
- They should fit alright, cause I like them quite baggy. - Max said.
They carefully got them over his ass, and still Michael hissed at the contact with the soft cotton.
- They’ll loosen up as you move, just like after you wash them. - Max assured him. They got him in a sweat shirt, socks and boots, and with the girls’ arms wrapped around his waist, they headed for the chimney room, where the others were already waiting for them.
- Supper’s ready, so let’s go to the dining room. - Laurie said as they got up and noticed Michael was walking a little stiff.
- What did Maria do to you? - Kyle was immediately on to it, as Max caught his eye and shook his head no.
His warning came too late and Maria started bawling into Michael’s shoulder as he held her close to him, his fingers in her hair.
- What? - Asked Kyle in defensive mode.
So Max told them hoping they wouldn’t make Maria feel any worse.
- Ewww! - Went Kyle. - He’s going to need a lot of massage to make it stop smarting! -
- Ok, change the subject…I’m going riding as soon as I get up if it kills me. - Michael told them, turning a chair around and straddling it so his ass was mostly in the air.
- Ohhh, he’s so into pain! - Kyle chuckled, and Maria gave him a well deserved whack up the head.
Anita and Sylvia came in with a covered platter and their usual smiles. When they uncovered it, Michael’s mouth watered. They had read his mind with one of his favourites: Cheese and mushrooms omelette with fresh tomato slices and lettuce. He couldn’t believe it, and Laurie caught his eye and winked at him. Michael grinned, wondering who had been responsible. After two helpings plus a heaping bowl of caramel custard, they decided to call it a night, mostly for Michael’s sake. As they were saying goodnight at the door of the large main bedroom, Maria noticed Michael give a start and wince. She looked down and saw Max’s hand possessively cupping one of Michael’s buttocks. As they all turned to their own bedrooms, Maria’s hand darted out and grabbed Max’s wrist, making him turn to face her. She leant over and hissed into his ear.
- Don’t make me hate you Max. Don’t you dare hurt him in front of me. I can’t help what you do to him when you two are alone together, but don’t make me watch it, cause I won’t be able to help myself. -
Max nodded, his eyed downcast, not daring to look at her. He let go of Michael and locked eyes with him, brushing his fingers on his cheek with an intriguing smile that definitely held a promise. He turned away with a quick glance at Maria, who was seething with defeat.
As they entered their bedroom, Maria shivered and dropped her bag of new clothes on the armchair, fishing around inside. She was wondering how she was going to explain Laurie’s gifts to her mother. She heard Michael moan somewhere behind her and saw him stretching around on the bed. She grinned at him and quickly choose a pair of baggies, with a tank top and a jacket. Then she went over to the bed and sat down to put on some socks and the silver stitched sneakers she had just loved.
- Ready here! Let’s get you dressed, but first, we must get rid of these. -
Maria pushed her fingers under the waist of the black lycras and peeled them away from Michael’s flesh.
- Push up a little, Spaceboy, so I can get them down. - She suggested.
Michael obeyed raising his hips from the bed and allowed Maria to take care of him. She had already eased the clingy material about halfway down his ass, when the front got really uncomfortable with the pulling and Michael’s balls started to protest. Michael dipped his body hoping she realized she was creaming his balls and his unexpected movement threw Maria out of balance and her fingers slid off the slippery waistband. The latex bounced back whiplashing hard on Michael’s sore butt, right where he was most sore. Michael grunted and fell back on the bed, his hands in tight fists.
- Michael! I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you? Oh shit! - Maria exclaimed, as she reached under Michael grabbing the front of the waistband with one hand and the middle of the back with the other. She wasn’t risking it this time and she yanked them down to his thighs with a hard tug. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw the blood red welts that crossed both buttocks where the waistband had almost bitten into the inflamed tissue. Michael was shuddering and his back was beaded with sweat.
- Baby, honey, I’m sorry, you must be hurting so bad, oh, Michael…- She placed her hands very gently covering the welts and felt them burning like brands.
Her hands felt cool against the burning flesh, making Michael gasp and hiss. She didn’t rub or massage, knowing it would just cause more pain, she just laid her hands softly on him and kept them there, hoping her touch would sooth him by some miracle.
Liz felt a jolt as if her brain had been prodded with a stick.
- Michael’s hurting…- She said.
- I’ll kill Maria! - Max exploded.
- Don’t jump to conclusions, let’s see what’s happened. - Liz defended her friend as they rushed to the bedroom next door.
They found Maria straddling Michael’s thighs, with her hands on his butt and tears falling down her cheeks.
- What is it? - Asked Max, intrigued.
Maria told them between sobs and hiccoughs.
- How you doing, man? - Max asked Michael who had his eyes closed and was biting his lip.
- I’m fine. - He whispered. - Stupid accident, that’s all, Maria, please don’t cry. It’s already passing. Just give me a sec and you’ll help me dress, ok? -
Maria nodded, as Liz patted her arm and tried to console her with her typical prattle.
- It’s kind of what they call “Murphy’s law” or something like that. What doesn’t happen in a year, happens in a fraction of a second, or of all your body, you have to bump just the only spot that’s sore. - Liz told her.
- You’re not helping! I still feel bad! - Maria whined.
.
- Let me see…- Max reached over and held both her wrists, lifting her hands away from Michael.
Both Max and Liz couldn’t help grimacing. Max placed his hands over the welts and the red went down to deep pink, the burning lost half its intensity. Michael took a deep breath.
Michael felt Maria’s fingers closing around his fist and he opened his hand and held hers in his. Maria immediately stopped crying and sighed.
- Maybe I should just tuck you in and bring your food here…- Maria suggested.
- What? No! Did I get any soft sweat pants? - Michael asked Max.
- We just got you jeans, but I got a couple of sweat pants. I’ll get them. -
- Does it hurt too much? - Maria whispered against Michael’s hair.
- It just throbs a little, but it’s passing, don’t worry, here, kiss me, that will make me alright, you’ll see. - He whispered back as she leant over to capture his lips.
Max arrived with the sweat pants and placed them on the bed, waiting patiently for the making out session to stop.
- Let me help you up. - Max said when they broke apart.
Between the three, the got him slowly to his hands and knees, and slid the sweat pants up his legs.
- They should fit alright, cause I like them quite baggy. - Max said.
They carefully got them over his ass, and still Michael hissed at the contact with the soft cotton.
- They’ll loosen up as you move, just like after you wash them. - Max assured him. They got him in a sweat shirt, socks and boots, and with the girls’ arms wrapped around his waist, they headed for the chimney room, where the others were already waiting for them.
- Supper’s ready, so let’s go to the dining room. - Laurie said as they got up and noticed Michael was walking a little stiff.
- What did Maria do to you? - Kyle was immediately on to it, as Max caught his eye and shook his head no.
His warning came too late and Maria started bawling into Michael’s shoulder as he held her close to him, his fingers in her hair.
- What? - Asked Kyle in defensive mode.
So Max told them hoping they wouldn’t make Maria feel any worse.
- Ewww! - Went Kyle. - He’s going to need a lot of massage to make it stop smarting! -
- Ok, change the subject…I’m going riding as soon as I get up if it kills me. - Michael told them, turning a chair around and straddling it so his ass was mostly in the air.
- Ohhh, he’s so into pain! - Kyle chuckled, and Maria gave him a well deserved whack up the head.
Anita and Sylvia came in with a covered platter and their usual smiles. When they uncovered it, Michael’s mouth watered. They had read his mind with one of his favourites: Cheese and mushrooms omelette with fresh tomato slices and lettuce. He couldn’t believe it, and Laurie caught his eye and winked at him. Michael grinned, wondering who had been responsible. After two helpings plus a heaping bowl of caramel custard, they decided to call it a night, mostly for Michael’s sake. As they were saying goodnight at the door of the large main bedroom, Maria noticed Michael give a start and wince. She looked down and saw Max’s hand possessively cupping one of Michael’s buttocks. As they all turned to their own bedrooms, Maria’s hand darted out and grabbed Max’s wrist, making him turn to face her. She leant over and hissed into his ear.
- Don’t make me hate you Max. Don’t you dare hurt him in front of me. I can’t help what you do to him when you two are alone together, but don’t make me watch it, cause I won’t be able to help myself. -
Max nodded, his eyed downcast, not daring to look at her. He let go of Michael and locked eyes with him, brushing his fingers on his cheek with an intriguing smile that definitely held a promise. He turned away with a quick glance at Maria, who was seething with defeat.
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 156
Maria placed her hands on Michael’s hips, and pushed him from behind into the room. As Max turned to walk into his room, his eyes darted to his left and shot a glance first at Michael just before he disappeared across the door, and then at Maria. She felt Max’s eyes on her but ignored it and closed the door behind her. Michael was smirking at the thought of his Maria threatening no other than his king and lover who didn’t dare meet her eyes. Maria undressed him, and this time both hers and his hands grabbed the waistband and made sure it cleared his ass safely. Michael lowered himself slowly on the bed as Maria undressed herself and lay beside him.
Michael was immediately over her, fondling her breasts, kissing her lips and then going down her neck to her breasts. Maria’s hands were touching every part of his body within her reach, making his blood boil, her nails scratching his skin softly, his muscles responding to her touch. One of her hands slid between their bodies and followed his erection all the way down, then cupped his balls, playing with them until he was moaning. Then her hand skimmed very gently over his buttock and wedged between them, feeling how hot he was there. She placed her finger against his opening and prodded him, moving her finger in a circle. He kept bucking against it but she was dry. Then she cunningly turned her hand to her pussy and scooped her flowing juices, lubricating her finger. This time it slid into him easily and he hissed and pushed back until it was all the way up to the knuckle.
- Ohhh yes, Maria…fill me up…mmm…- He shifted his body so she was right where he wanted it.
She bent her finger tapping the tip repeatedly against his prostate, making him squeeze it each time, and when she felt him freeze tight, she pulled out. He shuddered and sobbed, and she wrapped her legs around his, holding his thighs apart as she expertly eased him into her.
- Maria! - He gasped, feeling eight of her fingers digging between his buttocks but none inside now. - Please! -
He begged as he bucked back against them each time just before he buried into her.
- Play with me Michael, I’ll spread you and it’s up to you to make it happen. Feel me and you will feel it inside you too. - He started backing out of her, feeling her fingers pulling in opposite directions, exposing him. And there it was, warm and teasing, as he went back into her, stretching him inside as it entered him. She hummed, and her vibrations carried on to his cock taking the same stimulus inside him, making them both shiver.
- What do you want, Michael? How do you want it? Do it just how you want it, so we can both enjoy it! - She spurred him on.
But what Michael wanted was out of the question. He simply couldn’t rough Maria up. What he needed was raw male sex, hard and hurting, very close to rape, something he would never be able to do to her. He knew where he could get it without bringing her along for the ride. So he went faster, and a little harder, just enough to make it different, to give her the illusion that it was more compelling. And she responded, rising to meet him harder than she usually did, her legs forcing him into her as hard as she could, which he easily limited pretending he wasn’t, so it wasn’t him being rough, but her. When she came, he just let go, her orgasm and his, bubbling inside him together, as he twisted his body in the sweet amazing explosion going on so deep inside him he felt he would pass out. Maria had to admit it had been quite different. She untangled her legs carefully to keep him inside her as long as she could, and noticed he was totally relaxed. The aftermath was different too, as if they were lying on a boat, gently rocked by the tide. Then she realized that Michael had fallen asleep. She wrapped her arms around him and peeked at the clock on the night stand over his shoulder. It was just 9:45 pm! She rubbed his back and he sighed and snuggled against her. Maria kissed his hair and closed her eyes.
Maria started feeling footsteps and activity outside the room and checked the time. 7:45 am. No surprise, after they had gone to bed so early yesterday, no wonder they were already up and about. Michael had turned to face away from her in his sleep and his butt was pushed into her hip, his arm between their bodies had his hand in hers. She slid her fingers away from his and sat up. Michael was fast asleep, so she went to the terrace and saw they were all heading for a walk. She ran back into the room and got dressed hurriedly to catch up with them.
- Morning! Where’s Kyle? - Maria wondered seeing he wasn’t with them.
- In the kitchen with Anita and Sylvia teaching him how to make French toast and their special hotcakes. - Laurie told her.
There was no need to ask about Michael, cause they all knew he was sleeping. Laurie had programmed a trek to take easily a couple of hours.
Michael woke up and just lay there lazying for a few minutes. He reached back but Maria wasn’t there. He turned his face and yes, he was alone. Well, not completely. the two dogs were stretched out with him. He grinned and reached over stroking and patting them. He had an incredible connection with animals, but he had never wanted any pets not to endanger them. He got up, washed his hands and dressed in riding gear, meanng to keep his promise of riding as soon as he was up. He sat down gingerly on the corner of the bed to check how his ass would feel on the horse, and it wasn’t as bad as he had expected. He was sure he would survive the experience. He headed to the kitchen to get some oj and milk and was surprised to find Kyle keeping himself busy with some eggs.
- You’re trying to steal my job? - Michael joked.
- Hi! No, dad loves French Toast and Anita`s are excellent so I’m going to do them at home for him when we return. Going riding, I presume? -
- Looks like it, huh? - Michael downed his glass of milk right after the oj.
- Mind if I come along? The others have gone to check on the new mall they’re building, remember? - Kyle didn’t want to mention the abandoned barn where Max had healed him after the mall mugging. - They said not to expect them in at least two hours. -
- Sure, come along. - Michael nodded and they headed for the stables.
Kyle watched entranced as Michael brushed the horse, bridled him and placed the soft plush pad on his back with the elastic girth. Then he placed his hands on his broad back and pushed himself up first, lying across it, then he swung his leg over it and he was up. He winced and bit his lip as he made contact with the animal, but then the pain seemed to ease and he turned to Kyle.
- You can walk or ride with me, depends on you…- He invited.
- Can he take both of us? - Kyle asked.
- Sure, he’s big and strong enough, but only at a walk, not to strain his legs.- Michael said.
- And to spare your ass…- Kyle chuckled.
- Yeah, that too. - Michael accepted. - Here, step on my foot as if it were a stirrup and give me your hand and I’ll heave you up. -
Kyle did as Michael told him and he was eased behind him as if he were light as a feather. He glued his body to Michael’s, feeling totally out of place, wrapping his arms around the larger boy’s chest. Michael grabbed his arms and lowered them to his stomach. Kyle had ridden Michael’s bike, sitting just like this behind him, and knowing what the hum of the engine, plus Michael’s ass pressed against his cock did to him, but the movement of the horse as it began to walk, was even more erotic. Kyle started relaxing as he got used to the movement, and was really enjoying the ride.
The horse’s movement kept rubbing them together and Kyle’s erection was obvious to Michael.
- So, you’re planning to fuck me again? - Michael teased.
- What? Michael, I…- Kyle stuttered.
- Sorry, my mistake. A snake crawled into the front of your pants, then? - Michael insisted.
- Shit man, you know, I can’t help it, feels so good, I’m not hurting you, right? - Kyle was worried now.
- Sure you are, but I knew it would, so I’m dealing. - Michael told him. - It’s ok, I like it too. -
- Michael…- Kyle’s hands had dropped to Michael’s thighs and were rubbing and kneading.
- It’s really going to hurt, you know, cause my butt is damn sore, but I’ll take it if you want it…- Michael winced.
- No Michael, you don’t have to. Not like this, not when you’re hurting…-
- I’m into pain, Kyle. It makes the high just awesome! It’s amazing how I come when I’m hurting! You can’t imagine! - Michael confessed.
- No, I can’t. It’s not my thing at all. Sorry. - Kyle apologized.
- It’s going to hurt me, not you, Kyle, and I like it like that…you’ve got me damn horny dude, you’ll just have to do it, cause I really need it now. Kyle, I know you planned this, you can’t fool me. -
- How did you…oh, fuck you aliens! - Kyle cursed.
- You sure will, now tell me, what were you up to when Max and Stuart were shopping for the clothes? - Michael’s voice was husky.
Kyle’s hands went to his pocket and came up with two little square flat cardboard boxes and a round thin tin. He was blushing red and Michael smirked making him grin.
- You’re sneaky, you know? - Michael shook his head.
- The guy said they were the most, he was sold out every day before closing. - Kyle smiled eagerly.
- What exactly are they? - Michael asked out of curiosity.
- They are both studded and ribbed, extremely lubricated, plus the menthol tin. - Kyle’s voice showed his excitement. - We can go to the cabin...-
- No, let’s do it right here, on the horse. - Michael decided.
- What? You nuts man? We’ll break our necks! - Kyle protested.
- Take it or leave it…- Michael was sure Kyle would have to comply.
- Shit Michael, I’m kind of scared…- Kyle hesitated.
- Just cling to me, and if we fall, I’ll make sure you fall on me, ok? -
His answer came with the sound of his zipper opening. Then he pulled away from Michael as the alien boy saw the box being tossed to the ground, and he brought it back to his hand with his powers before it hit the floor.
- Hey! You want them to find this? - He changed it into a leaf and dropped it.
- Sorry, you’re right! Jerk! - Kyle berated himself. - Now, you’ll have to drop your pants…-
- Got a better idea…- Michael waved his hand over his thighs and the pants disappeared.
- WOW! You know, those alien powers really come handy when you need them. I can’t wait to have mine! Oh, one last small detail. -
Kyle brought a small nail clipper from his other pocket, the baby kind, and snipped the tip of the condon. He wanted to feel himself shooting into Michael, and he knew it was mutual. He told him what he was doing and Michael agreed completely.
- You have to bend over so I can stick it in. - Kyle placed his hands on Michael’s back and pushed him forwards. Michael lay over the horse’s neck and wrapped his arms around it to hold himself steady. His position on the animal had his thighs wide spread and Kyle drooled as he clearly saw his target right in front of him. He opened the menthol tin and spread some of the pungent greasy stuff on Michael, not being able to stop himself from plunging his finger into the tight passage. Michael grunted and clenched his ass hard. Kyle pumped his finger in and out a few times, enjoying the way Michael fought it, then he screwed it left and right and very slowly, pulled it out. He had to force his cock down to press the head against Michael. If he hadn’t done it before, he would have sworn there was no way he could fit into him. The opening he wanted to enter was so…tiny, that it seemed a physical impossibility. Kyle scooped a glob of the menthol and smeared it on Michael’s ass, just to make sure he wouldn’t tear him all around. Then giving it a second thought, he shoved both his indexes in as deep as they would go, and this time, when Michael squeezed, he simply couldn’t move them. He had to wait until Michael relaxed some, and he could feel them again. He overlapped them a few times from both directions, having to use a lot of force to accomplish his purpose and knew he couldn’t wait another second. He pulled out, first one then the other and pressed the tip of his monstrous organ against Michael. He pushed and Michael gasped. The lubricated rubber did its thing and the head buried in with a lot of effort and a loud gasp from the victim..Kyle waited until it was Michael who was pushing back and he reached forwards grabbing Michael’s thighs, his fingers digging bruisingly into the delicate insides, sliding them between the velvety flesh and the pad. Now that his hands were securely anchored, Kyle used his body weight to force himself inside, very slowly, as the stretch of Michael’s resisting insides allowed him. The progress was painstakingly slow, both active and passive partner feeling every millimeter, the studs and ribs plus the bonus of the menthol enhancing the excruciating torture Michael was suffering and enjoying. Kyle knew beyond doubt, that he couldn’t find anyone tighter than Michael, and the way his huge cock was sheathing into the alien boy, gave him such pleasure, that it was imposible to beat. The fact that Michael didn’t try to relax to ease his pain or try to make it bearable, made all the difference. The way he contracted was only equal to rape, making the experience of fucking Michael unsurpassable. When Kyle’s body jammed against Michael’s butt, the painful contact made Michael’s vice like grip go even tighter, and Kyle swore it was only through Buddah’s divine intervention that he was able to hold back and keep from coming. Now it was Kyle who was frozen, fighting not to spoil it, just as Michael was fighting to control the piercing pain that was transfixing his guts. Kyle was taking deep breaths to stabilize himself, while Michael was barely breathing. Michael shuddered and Kyle almost lost it again. Buddah to the rescue. Kyle’s eyes were shut tight not to see Michael’s ass taking all his cock inside it because that would be the end of him. He was finding it hard to admit that the fact that he was picturing himself buggering the fat gross figure of Buddah instead of Michael, was the only thing that was keeping him from getting his rocks off. Sorry, Buddah, and thank you at the same time. He got back his control, and he dared open his eyes. The sight that met them was so erotic, he had to close them back again. He waited, concentrating on the slight breeze and the warm sun, and then he felt Michael relax just a tad, and buck, grinding his round ass against him. That only meant one thing: he was ready for action. Kyle didn’t need to be asked twice. He pulled out just an inch and shoved back in. Then two, then three, and soon he was pulling completely out, and shoving it all back in till their bodies were jammed together again, Michael was growling as Kyle whined with each stroke, in and out, slowly, faster, hard, deep short stabbing, long penetrations, angling their bodies to stimulate to the maximum Michael’s sweet spot, making him writhe and squirm, moaning and whimpering, the audio and visual effects were making Kyle’s brain melt, blabbering like an idiot, as he chanted: Michael, Michael! MICHAEL! Not caring if they heard him or who did. He had a sudden recollection of Liz’s empathy with Michael but at that moment, he couldn’t care less. By some miracle he was holding back, and then the horse had the brilliant idea of beginning to pace. The sideways gait made Kyle enter Michael from one side and then from the other, Michael’s insides were on fire with the chafing of the studs and ribs. Kyle clung to Michael’s thighs, not because he was in danger of falling at all, but because he wanted to prolong the amazing feeling as long as he could. Michael was going wild with pleasure, it was hurting so good, he was also fighting to keep the agony up unendingly. The horse broke into a canter, and now Kyle was thrusting deep into Michael non stop, skimming against his prostate on the way deep in. It only took about five thrusts and Michael was coming with such intensity than he braced his knees against the horse to keep his ass jutted back taking Kyle’s pounding full force, sobbing with what he considered a near death experience in its intensity. When he thought he couldn’t possibly feel more pleasure, Kyle shot his load into him and a rainbow of every existing colour exploded in his tightly shut eyes making every stud and rib shoot a jolt of electricity into his ultra sensitive internal tissues. The pain was exquisite, branching out thoughout his body, like a bolt of lightning. Then the horse started stopping and was walking in a sluggish way. The sun warmed water that climbed up their legs indicated the animal had entered the shallow pond and when they were almost on the opposite shore, they simply slid off the horse, clinging tight to each other, the water breaking their fall smoothly. Just as Michael had promised, Kyle landed on him, Michael’s weight taking him down faster. They lay in the water with Michael slowly crawling to the shore which was barely a yard away, Kyle holding tight to him, and ended with just their heads on dry ground. Kyle rolled off Michael’s back and slid under him, holding Michael in his arms.The water that lapped at them now felt cool and perfect to sooth their sweating bodies, as the aftermath transported them to feather soft clouds that enveloped them in their safe environment. Time stood still for them, until Kyle started stirring and turned his face to capture Michael’s lips in a passionate kiss. When Kyle pulled back, he saw Michael’s liquid eyes open slowly and he could swear he saw them flecked with bright blue for a fraction of a second. He was trying to remember where he had seen that shade of blue, but it was gone before he could identify it. He caressed Michael’s cheek brushing his hair away from his face and smiled.
- Michael, we need to go back, they must be waiting for us. - Kyle whispered as he kissed his lips again, this time very soft and gently.
Michael nodded and got up reaching down to pull Kyle upright. He looked around and saw the horse calmly grazing, so they went over to it. Michael dried their bodies and materialized his pants back with his powers before they got on the horse and walked back to the house.
Maria placed her hands on Michael’s hips, and pushed him from behind into the room. As Max turned to walk into his room, his eyes darted to his left and shot a glance first at Michael just before he disappeared across the door, and then at Maria. She felt Max’s eyes on her but ignored it and closed the door behind her. Michael was smirking at the thought of his Maria threatening no other than his king and lover who didn’t dare meet her eyes. Maria undressed him, and this time both hers and his hands grabbed the waistband and made sure it cleared his ass safely. Michael lowered himself slowly on the bed as Maria undressed herself and lay beside him.
Michael was immediately over her, fondling her breasts, kissing her lips and then going down her neck to her breasts. Maria’s hands were touching every part of his body within her reach, making his blood boil, her nails scratching his skin softly, his muscles responding to her touch. One of her hands slid between their bodies and followed his erection all the way down, then cupped his balls, playing with them until he was moaning. Then her hand skimmed very gently over his buttock and wedged between them, feeling how hot he was there. She placed her finger against his opening and prodded him, moving her finger in a circle. He kept bucking against it but she was dry. Then she cunningly turned her hand to her pussy and scooped her flowing juices, lubricating her finger. This time it slid into him easily and he hissed and pushed back until it was all the way up to the knuckle.
- Ohhh yes, Maria…fill me up…mmm…- He shifted his body so she was right where he wanted it.
She bent her finger tapping the tip repeatedly against his prostate, making him squeeze it each time, and when she felt him freeze tight, she pulled out. He shuddered and sobbed, and she wrapped her legs around his, holding his thighs apart as she expertly eased him into her.
- Maria! - He gasped, feeling eight of her fingers digging between his buttocks but none inside now. - Please! -
He begged as he bucked back against them each time just before he buried into her.
- Play with me Michael, I’ll spread you and it’s up to you to make it happen. Feel me and you will feel it inside you too. - He started backing out of her, feeling her fingers pulling in opposite directions, exposing him. And there it was, warm and teasing, as he went back into her, stretching him inside as it entered him. She hummed, and her vibrations carried on to his cock taking the same stimulus inside him, making them both shiver.
- What do you want, Michael? How do you want it? Do it just how you want it, so we can both enjoy it! - She spurred him on.
But what Michael wanted was out of the question. He simply couldn’t rough Maria up. What he needed was raw male sex, hard and hurting, very close to rape, something he would never be able to do to her. He knew where he could get it without bringing her along for the ride. So he went faster, and a little harder, just enough to make it different, to give her the illusion that it was more compelling. And she responded, rising to meet him harder than she usually did, her legs forcing him into her as hard as she could, which he easily limited pretending he wasn’t, so it wasn’t him being rough, but her. When she came, he just let go, her orgasm and his, bubbling inside him together, as he twisted his body in the sweet amazing explosion going on so deep inside him he felt he would pass out. Maria had to admit it had been quite different. She untangled her legs carefully to keep him inside her as long as she could, and noticed he was totally relaxed. The aftermath was different too, as if they were lying on a boat, gently rocked by the tide. Then she realized that Michael had fallen asleep. She wrapped her arms around him and peeked at the clock on the night stand over his shoulder. It was just 9:45 pm! She rubbed his back and he sighed and snuggled against her. Maria kissed his hair and closed her eyes.
Maria started feeling footsteps and activity outside the room and checked the time. 7:45 am. No surprise, after they had gone to bed so early yesterday, no wonder they were already up and about. Michael had turned to face away from her in his sleep and his butt was pushed into her hip, his arm between their bodies had his hand in hers. She slid her fingers away from his and sat up. Michael was fast asleep, so she went to the terrace and saw they were all heading for a walk. She ran back into the room and got dressed hurriedly to catch up with them.
- Morning! Where’s Kyle? - Maria wondered seeing he wasn’t with them.
- In the kitchen with Anita and Sylvia teaching him how to make French toast and their special hotcakes. - Laurie told her.
There was no need to ask about Michael, cause they all knew he was sleeping. Laurie had programmed a trek to take easily a couple of hours.
Michael woke up and just lay there lazying for a few minutes. He reached back but Maria wasn’t there. He turned his face and yes, he was alone. Well, not completely. the two dogs were stretched out with him. He grinned and reached over stroking and patting them. He had an incredible connection with animals, but he had never wanted any pets not to endanger them. He got up, washed his hands and dressed in riding gear, meanng to keep his promise of riding as soon as he was up. He sat down gingerly on the corner of the bed to check how his ass would feel on the horse, and it wasn’t as bad as he had expected. He was sure he would survive the experience. He headed to the kitchen to get some oj and milk and was surprised to find Kyle keeping himself busy with some eggs.
- You’re trying to steal my job? - Michael joked.
- Hi! No, dad loves French Toast and Anita`s are excellent so I’m going to do them at home for him when we return. Going riding, I presume? -
- Looks like it, huh? - Michael downed his glass of milk right after the oj.
- Mind if I come along? The others have gone to check on the new mall they’re building, remember? - Kyle didn’t want to mention the abandoned barn where Max had healed him after the mall mugging. - They said not to expect them in at least two hours. -
- Sure, come along. - Michael nodded and they headed for the stables.
Kyle watched entranced as Michael brushed the horse, bridled him and placed the soft plush pad on his back with the elastic girth. Then he placed his hands on his broad back and pushed himself up first, lying across it, then he swung his leg over it and he was up. He winced and bit his lip as he made contact with the animal, but then the pain seemed to ease and he turned to Kyle.
- You can walk or ride with me, depends on you…- He invited.
- Can he take both of us? - Kyle asked.
- Sure, he’s big and strong enough, but only at a walk, not to strain his legs.- Michael said.
- And to spare your ass…- Kyle chuckled.
- Yeah, that too. - Michael accepted. - Here, step on my foot as if it were a stirrup and give me your hand and I’ll heave you up. -
Kyle did as Michael told him and he was eased behind him as if he were light as a feather. He glued his body to Michael’s, feeling totally out of place, wrapping his arms around the larger boy’s chest. Michael grabbed his arms and lowered them to his stomach. Kyle had ridden Michael’s bike, sitting just like this behind him, and knowing what the hum of the engine, plus Michael’s ass pressed against his cock did to him, but the movement of the horse as it began to walk, was even more erotic. Kyle started relaxing as he got used to the movement, and was really enjoying the ride.
The horse’s movement kept rubbing them together and Kyle’s erection was obvious to Michael.
- So, you’re planning to fuck me again? - Michael teased.
- What? Michael, I…- Kyle stuttered.
- Sorry, my mistake. A snake crawled into the front of your pants, then? - Michael insisted.
- Shit man, you know, I can’t help it, feels so good, I’m not hurting you, right? - Kyle was worried now.
- Sure you are, but I knew it would, so I’m dealing. - Michael told him. - It’s ok, I like it too. -
- Michael…- Kyle’s hands had dropped to Michael’s thighs and were rubbing and kneading.
- It’s really going to hurt, you know, cause my butt is damn sore, but I’ll take it if you want it…- Michael winced.
- No Michael, you don’t have to. Not like this, not when you’re hurting…-
- I’m into pain, Kyle. It makes the high just awesome! It’s amazing how I come when I’m hurting! You can’t imagine! - Michael confessed.
- No, I can’t. It’s not my thing at all. Sorry. - Kyle apologized.
- It’s going to hurt me, not you, Kyle, and I like it like that…you’ve got me damn horny dude, you’ll just have to do it, cause I really need it now. Kyle, I know you planned this, you can’t fool me. -
- How did you…oh, fuck you aliens! - Kyle cursed.
- You sure will, now tell me, what were you up to when Max and Stuart were shopping for the clothes? - Michael’s voice was husky.
Kyle’s hands went to his pocket and came up with two little square flat cardboard boxes and a round thin tin. He was blushing red and Michael smirked making him grin.
- You’re sneaky, you know? - Michael shook his head.
- The guy said they were the most, he was sold out every day before closing. - Kyle smiled eagerly.
- What exactly are they? - Michael asked out of curiosity.
- They are both studded and ribbed, extremely lubricated, plus the menthol tin. - Kyle’s voice showed his excitement. - We can go to the cabin...-
- No, let’s do it right here, on the horse. - Michael decided.
- What? You nuts man? We’ll break our necks! - Kyle protested.
- Take it or leave it…- Michael was sure Kyle would have to comply.
- Shit Michael, I’m kind of scared…- Kyle hesitated.
- Just cling to me, and if we fall, I’ll make sure you fall on me, ok? -
His answer came with the sound of his zipper opening. Then he pulled away from Michael as the alien boy saw the box being tossed to the ground, and he brought it back to his hand with his powers before it hit the floor.
- Hey! You want them to find this? - He changed it into a leaf and dropped it.
- Sorry, you’re right! Jerk! - Kyle berated himself. - Now, you’ll have to drop your pants…-
- Got a better idea…- Michael waved his hand over his thighs and the pants disappeared.
- WOW! You know, those alien powers really come handy when you need them. I can’t wait to have mine! Oh, one last small detail. -
Kyle brought a small nail clipper from his other pocket, the baby kind, and snipped the tip of the condon. He wanted to feel himself shooting into Michael, and he knew it was mutual. He told him what he was doing and Michael agreed completely.
- You have to bend over so I can stick it in. - Kyle placed his hands on Michael’s back and pushed him forwards. Michael lay over the horse’s neck and wrapped his arms around it to hold himself steady. His position on the animal had his thighs wide spread and Kyle drooled as he clearly saw his target right in front of him. He opened the menthol tin and spread some of the pungent greasy stuff on Michael, not being able to stop himself from plunging his finger into the tight passage. Michael grunted and clenched his ass hard. Kyle pumped his finger in and out a few times, enjoying the way Michael fought it, then he screwed it left and right and very slowly, pulled it out. He had to force his cock down to press the head against Michael. If he hadn’t done it before, he would have sworn there was no way he could fit into him. The opening he wanted to enter was so…tiny, that it seemed a physical impossibility. Kyle scooped a glob of the menthol and smeared it on Michael’s ass, just to make sure he wouldn’t tear him all around. Then giving it a second thought, he shoved both his indexes in as deep as they would go, and this time, when Michael squeezed, he simply couldn’t move them. He had to wait until Michael relaxed some, and he could feel them again. He overlapped them a few times from both directions, having to use a lot of force to accomplish his purpose and knew he couldn’t wait another second. He pulled out, first one then the other and pressed the tip of his monstrous organ against Michael. He pushed and Michael gasped. The lubricated rubber did its thing and the head buried in with a lot of effort and a loud gasp from the victim..Kyle waited until it was Michael who was pushing back and he reached forwards grabbing Michael’s thighs, his fingers digging bruisingly into the delicate insides, sliding them between the velvety flesh and the pad. Now that his hands were securely anchored, Kyle used his body weight to force himself inside, very slowly, as the stretch of Michael’s resisting insides allowed him. The progress was painstakingly slow, both active and passive partner feeling every millimeter, the studs and ribs plus the bonus of the menthol enhancing the excruciating torture Michael was suffering and enjoying. Kyle knew beyond doubt, that he couldn’t find anyone tighter than Michael, and the way his huge cock was sheathing into the alien boy, gave him such pleasure, that it was imposible to beat. The fact that Michael didn’t try to relax to ease his pain or try to make it bearable, made all the difference. The way he contracted was only equal to rape, making the experience of fucking Michael unsurpassable. When Kyle’s body jammed against Michael’s butt, the painful contact made Michael’s vice like grip go even tighter, and Kyle swore it was only through Buddah’s divine intervention that he was able to hold back and keep from coming. Now it was Kyle who was frozen, fighting not to spoil it, just as Michael was fighting to control the piercing pain that was transfixing his guts. Kyle was taking deep breaths to stabilize himself, while Michael was barely breathing. Michael shuddered and Kyle almost lost it again. Buddah to the rescue. Kyle’s eyes were shut tight not to see Michael’s ass taking all his cock inside it because that would be the end of him. He was finding it hard to admit that the fact that he was picturing himself buggering the fat gross figure of Buddah instead of Michael, was the only thing that was keeping him from getting his rocks off. Sorry, Buddah, and thank you at the same time. He got back his control, and he dared open his eyes. The sight that met them was so erotic, he had to close them back again. He waited, concentrating on the slight breeze and the warm sun, and then he felt Michael relax just a tad, and buck, grinding his round ass against him. That only meant one thing: he was ready for action. Kyle didn’t need to be asked twice. He pulled out just an inch and shoved back in. Then two, then three, and soon he was pulling completely out, and shoving it all back in till their bodies were jammed together again, Michael was growling as Kyle whined with each stroke, in and out, slowly, faster, hard, deep short stabbing, long penetrations, angling their bodies to stimulate to the maximum Michael’s sweet spot, making him writhe and squirm, moaning and whimpering, the audio and visual effects were making Kyle’s brain melt, blabbering like an idiot, as he chanted: Michael, Michael! MICHAEL! Not caring if they heard him or who did. He had a sudden recollection of Liz’s empathy with Michael but at that moment, he couldn’t care less. By some miracle he was holding back, and then the horse had the brilliant idea of beginning to pace. The sideways gait made Kyle enter Michael from one side and then from the other, Michael’s insides were on fire with the chafing of the studs and ribs. Kyle clung to Michael’s thighs, not because he was in danger of falling at all, but because he wanted to prolong the amazing feeling as long as he could. Michael was going wild with pleasure, it was hurting so good, he was also fighting to keep the agony up unendingly. The horse broke into a canter, and now Kyle was thrusting deep into Michael non stop, skimming against his prostate on the way deep in. It only took about five thrusts and Michael was coming with such intensity than he braced his knees against the horse to keep his ass jutted back taking Kyle’s pounding full force, sobbing with what he considered a near death experience in its intensity. When he thought he couldn’t possibly feel more pleasure, Kyle shot his load into him and a rainbow of every existing colour exploded in his tightly shut eyes making every stud and rib shoot a jolt of electricity into his ultra sensitive internal tissues. The pain was exquisite, branching out thoughout his body, like a bolt of lightning. Then the horse started stopping and was walking in a sluggish way. The sun warmed water that climbed up their legs indicated the animal had entered the shallow pond and when they were almost on the opposite shore, they simply slid off the horse, clinging tight to each other, the water breaking their fall smoothly. Just as Michael had promised, Kyle landed on him, Michael’s weight taking him down faster. They lay in the water with Michael slowly crawling to the shore which was barely a yard away, Kyle holding tight to him, and ended with just their heads on dry ground. Kyle rolled off Michael’s back and slid under him, holding Michael in his arms.The water that lapped at them now felt cool and perfect to sooth their sweating bodies, as the aftermath transported them to feather soft clouds that enveloped them in their safe environment. Time stood still for them, until Kyle started stirring and turned his face to capture Michael’s lips in a passionate kiss. When Kyle pulled back, he saw Michael’s liquid eyes open slowly and he could swear he saw them flecked with bright blue for a fraction of a second. He was trying to remember where he had seen that shade of blue, but it was gone before he could identify it. He caressed Michael’s cheek brushing his hair away from his face and smiled.
- Michael, we need to go back, they must be waiting for us. - Kyle whispered as he kissed his lips again, this time very soft and gently.
Michael nodded and got up reaching down to pull Kyle upright. He looked around and saw the horse calmly grazing, so they went over to it. Michael dried their bodies and materialized his pants back with his powers before they got on the horse and walked back to the house.
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Chapter 157
When they reached the construction site, one of the architects recognized Laurie and gave her and her friends a tour of the whole place. It was going to be really awesome. Then they thanked him and started the long walk back. Liz suddenly felt a jolt of pleasure in her brain. “Uh oh, Michael’s up to something and it’s definitely with Kyle!” Thought Liz. She decided to keep it to herself and when Max turned to see why she had strayed behind, she told him she had a pebble in her sneaker and she would catch up right away. She sat on a stone and sensed it was going to get worse. So she jogged up to the group and since there was a gas station right by the road to the left, she was sure she could make it there on time.
- Hey guys, sorry but I need to go to the bathroom, could we stop at the gas station? - Without waiting for their answer she started heading towards it.
They all followed suit eager for a coke or any kind of thirst quencher, cause the day was rather hot and they hadn’t brought anyting to drink not expecting to spend so much time at the future mall. Liz arrived at the restrooms at a run, and locked herself in one of the two small stalls. She had just sat on the toilet, pulled her legs up against her body and wrapped her arms around them, when the next jolt almost toppled her to the floor. She stretched out her arms and steadied herself pressing her palms on the walls on both sides. “What the hell are they doing?” She thought, as her vision became blurred with the mounting amount of pleasure she was experiencing. Then the door to the restroom opened.
- Liz, you ok? - Maria asked.
- Yeah, something at breakfast didn’t’ agree with me, that’s all. Give me a couple of minutes, ok? - Her voice sounded shaky but added to the effect.
- Oh Liz! You puking? - Maria said full of concern.
- Not exactly…- Liz wanted to be left alone.
- Ok, take your time. - The door closed again.
Liz sighed and jumped with the next jolt. She remembered the allusions they had jokingly made about the size of Kyle’s equipment and she just hoped Michael would be alright. She wasn’t sure how Max was going to take this, after his bonding thing with Michael, so she was going to keep it to herself until she found the right moment to inform Max, or perhaps he would find it directly from the porn stars themselves. Michael was going wild with whatever Kyle was doing to him, and Liz closed her eyes as a strong dizzy spell overtook her. She couldn’t tell which way was up or down, her sense of direction was totally out of whack. She could see the most astounding range of colours yet her eyes were closed. Max was going to have one of Grandma Claudia’s conniption fits when and if he found out how intense Michael’s orgasm had been. He had thrown fits before where Michael was concerned, but this was going to be one of the major ones! Liz couldn’t stay here much longer or they would suspect what was going on if they already weren’t, so she struggled to block out Michael, but he was too strong for her. She begged him to let go, and her senses came back so fast, she tumbled against the door. She was splashing her face with cold water when Isabel came to check on her.
- It’s Michael, isn’t it? - She paled when Liz nodded.
- He’s alright, he’s just…- Liz didn’t know how to put it without lying to Isabel, cause the alien girl could always see through her.
- He’s getting fucked…no wonder Kyle decided to stay, that sneaky little…-
- Isabel, when Michael wants something, he gets it…and when he doesn’t, no one can force him. You know that. Whatever Kyle is doing to him, I can assure you Michael is enjoying it. - Liz was just confirming what Isabel already knew.
- Dammit Michael! Can’t you keep your pants on? Sorry, I know it’s in his blood, he’s such a whore, I don’t know how else to put it. - She shook her head.
- That’s the way he survived for years, it’s been part of his life for too long. He didn’t ask for it, it was forced on him, and in his words, he had to learn to enjoy it or it would kill him. Yes, shocking, huh? You were so lucky to be adopted by the Evans. - Liz hated to be a bitch, but she just had to rub it in.
Isabel sighed and knew she had been defeated. She reached out for Liz.
- C’mon. Let’s see what we can come up with by the time we arrive, ok? -
Liz smiled at Isabel and took her hand. They walked out and Max rushed up to her very worried.
- You ok? Everything’s ok? - He asked, his eyes searching hers.
- Big breakfasts have never been my thing, I just outdid it today, sorry. -
Liz took Max’s hand and they walked back to Laurie’s.
Michael and Kyle arrived but no one was there yet. They went to the pool and Kyle sat on a deck chair while Michael went to lie on his favourite spot by the pool.
- You ok Michael? - Kyle stretched his foot and nudged Michael’s thigh.
Michael nodded. Kyle suddenly, was full of remorse, and felt bad for him.
- Michael…I…I’m sorry…- He wasn’t quite sure what he was sorry for.
Michael turned to face him and smirked. Then he broke into a grin, his tongue licked his lower lip before his teeth bit into it. Kyle felt his cock jump to attention. He wanted to touch those full lips with his own, but they were in the wrong place. Anita and Sylvia would probably see them if he did. He thought it had been much safer when he had been afraid of Michael, but now that he lusted after him, he was afraid he would make a fool of himself in front of the wrong audience, so he had to be very careful. The sound of laughter announced the arrival of the rest of the group, hot and sweaty from their long walk. They rushed to their bedrooms to change into bathing suits and have a short pool session, since Uncle Derek had invited them over at 12:30 and it was still 11:25. Maria had bent to kiss Michael and he followed her to their room, leaving Kyle alone with his thoughts. As Michael passed by him, Kyle raised his hand and the back of his fingers grazed Michael’s butt as his hand gave Kyle’s a quick squeeze. Kyle smiled and knew everything was alright between them. He felt a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Maria kept babbling about their walk, and when she told him about Liz’s little problem, Michael knew exactly what it had been about and felt sorry for what he had caused her. He heard her taking a shower and was about to get up from the bed where he lay all sprawled out, when she was already out of the bathroom getting the top of her bikini on. Isabel popped her head into the room and when she saw Michael, she forced a smile.
- Ready? - She knew she was faking it blatantly, but Maria seemed to buy it.
Michael was another story. She knew she wasn’t fooling him. Maria rushed to him tugging at his hand.
- C’mon, Spaceboy! - She saw he would get up too slow for her and let go of him running down the back door straight to the pool.
- Michael, come here. - Isabel said in her “don’t mess with me” voice.
Michael got up at his own pace and went to her. She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom. He was surprised to find Liz sitting on the bed and he flopped down beside her. He felt Isabel sitting on the bed too.
- Michael, we need to talk to you, so will you please get your face off the pillow? - Liz’s hand was on his back and he sensed she was nervous.
Michael rolled on his side and faced the two girls.
- Ok, bring it on. - He braced himself.
- Alright Michael, you want to give your ass to Kyle, that’s your business, Max doesn’t know a thing, because Liz here is afraid of how he will react. Come to think of it, so am I. What about you, any comments? - Isabel said sarcastically.
- I’m supposed to be afraid of Max’s reaction? Is that it? - His smirk was definitely mocking them.
- Max seems to feel he kind of owns you sexually after the bonding thing you did, he will probably get very jealous. I’m afraid Zan might come out and get violent like that day…-.Liz rambled.
-.He’s not drunk, is he? - Michael asked still smirking, interrupting her.
- Not that day, Michael, I mean the one at the hospital, he wasn’t drunk there, it was plain jealousy. I felt totally threatened and frightened. - She said as Isabel nodded in complete agreement.
- So I should be afraid of Max...- He looked at them straight in the eyes, first Liz, then Isabel and then, somehow, both at the same time, alien, no doubt. They both could see his eyes locked on theirs at the same time.
- You’ve seen how I died in Antar, you know how many battles I fought, how badly hurt I was in many of them, I didn’t come out of anyone unscathed, you know I’ll use my body to shield you from any harm, no matter what it does to me, you’ve seen what I’ve been through here in this life, and you expect me to be afraid of Max’s anger? What can he do to me that I haven’t suffered already? He knows that whatever he feels like doing to me, I’ll take, cause I can’t raise a finger against him any longer, Whatever Nasedo did to me in the pod, is over and out of my system. It can never happen again. That’s why I’m pledged to him, cause if I wasn’t, I could kill him in a fraction of a second before he could even think of putting up his shield. I’m the only one fast enough to fry his brain before he even knows what’s about to happen. That’s why I gave him my body, to protect him against me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t fool around, as long as he knows who they are, he will allow it. He was there the first time Kyle did it to me, the next time, when he was drunk and he hurt me, Max forgave him, cause it had also happened to him. And this time, he knew why Kyle stayed behind. Oh sure, he’ll punish me, you’ll see. It’s a guy thing, sorry. -
He knew how much that pissed them off, he hated to do it, but he had to get them off his back. They were stepping into forbidden territory, the male side, where they did not belong and had no way of understanding. Isabel knew her limitations. She grabbed Liz’s hand and they got up from the bed.
- I’m afraid he’s right Liz, they will deal with this under their rules. It’s totally out of our league. C’mon. - Isabel glared at Michael and he reached out and caught her hand.
- Iz…- Michael pleaded with his eyes as he rose to his knees.
Liz found it amazing how much that single syllable could do to Isabel. She leapt into his arms, dragging Liz with her. Michael’s arms wrapped around both of them and Liz felt the love irradiating from him, pouring into every cell in her body. She could just imagine what Maria felt when they made love and she was the jealous one now. Maria’s voice calling him got them moving and the girls walked down the stairs to the pool as Michael took the ones leading from his bedroom, this one would be on Liz to get through to Maria, hopefully not during their stay here in Houston. It had been decided that they would come visiting every week end until Michael was ready to go back, although he wouldn’t graduate with them. So they would find a propitious time to have a chat over ice cream, Michael was sure of that
When they reached the construction site, one of the architects recognized Laurie and gave her and her friends a tour of the whole place. It was going to be really awesome. Then they thanked him and started the long walk back. Liz suddenly felt a jolt of pleasure in her brain. “Uh oh, Michael’s up to something and it’s definitely with Kyle!” Thought Liz. She decided to keep it to herself and when Max turned to see why she had strayed behind, she told him she had a pebble in her sneaker and she would catch up right away. She sat on a stone and sensed it was going to get worse. So she jogged up to the group and since there was a gas station right by the road to the left, she was sure she could make it there on time.
- Hey guys, sorry but I need to go to the bathroom, could we stop at the gas station? - Without waiting for their answer she started heading towards it.
They all followed suit eager for a coke or any kind of thirst quencher, cause the day was rather hot and they hadn’t brought anyting to drink not expecting to spend so much time at the future mall. Liz arrived at the restrooms at a run, and locked herself in one of the two small stalls. She had just sat on the toilet, pulled her legs up against her body and wrapped her arms around them, when the next jolt almost toppled her to the floor. She stretched out her arms and steadied herself pressing her palms on the walls on both sides. “What the hell are they doing?” She thought, as her vision became blurred with the mounting amount of pleasure she was experiencing. Then the door to the restroom opened.
- Liz, you ok? - Maria asked.
- Yeah, something at breakfast didn’t’ agree with me, that’s all. Give me a couple of minutes, ok? - Her voice sounded shaky but added to the effect.
- Oh Liz! You puking? - Maria said full of concern.
- Not exactly…- Liz wanted to be left alone.
- Ok, take your time. - The door closed again.
Liz sighed and jumped with the next jolt. She remembered the allusions they had jokingly made about the size of Kyle’s equipment and she just hoped Michael would be alright. She wasn’t sure how Max was going to take this, after his bonding thing with Michael, so she was going to keep it to herself until she found the right moment to inform Max, or perhaps he would find it directly from the porn stars themselves. Michael was going wild with whatever Kyle was doing to him, and Liz closed her eyes as a strong dizzy spell overtook her. She couldn’t tell which way was up or down, her sense of direction was totally out of whack. She could see the most astounding range of colours yet her eyes were closed. Max was going to have one of Grandma Claudia’s conniption fits when and if he found out how intense Michael’s orgasm had been. He had thrown fits before where Michael was concerned, but this was going to be one of the major ones! Liz couldn’t stay here much longer or they would suspect what was going on if they already weren’t, so she struggled to block out Michael, but he was too strong for her. She begged him to let go, and her senses came back so fast, she tumbled against the door. She was splashing her face with cold water when Isabel came to check on her.
- It’s Michael, isn’t it? - She paled when Liz nodded.
- He’s alright, he’s just…- Liz didn’t know how to put it without lying to Isabel, cause the alien girl could always see through her.
- He’s getting fucked…no wonder Kyle decided to stay, that sneaky little…-
- Isabel, when Michael wants something, he gets it…and when he doesn’t, no one can force him. You know that. Whatever Kyle is doing to him, I can assure you Michael is enjoying it. - Liz was just confirming what Isabel already knew.
- Dammit Michael! Can’t you keep your pants on? Sorry, I know it’s in his blood, he’s such a whore, I don’t know how else to put it. - She shook her head.
- That’s the way he survived for years, it’s been part of his life for too long. He didn’t ask for it, it was forced on him, and in his words, he had to learn to enjoy it or it would kill him. Yes, shocking, huh? You were so lucky to be adopted by the Evans. - Liz hated to be a bitch, but she just had to rub it in.
Isabel sighed and knew she had been defeated. She reached out for Liz.
- C’mon. Let’s see what we can come up with by the time we arrive, ok? -
Liz smiled at Isabel and took her hand. They walked out and Max rushed up to her very worried.
- You ok? Everything’s ok? - He asked, his eyes searching hers.
- Big breakfasts have never been my thing, I just outdid it today, sorry. -
Liz took Max’s hand and they walked back to Laurie’s.
Michael and Kyle arrived but no one was there yet. They went to the pool and Kyle sat on a deck chair while Michael went to lie on his favourite spot by the pool.
- You ok Michael? - Kyle stretched his foot and nudged Michael’s thigh.
Michael nodded. Kyle suddenly, was full of remorse, and felt bad for him.
- Michael…I…I’m sorry…- He wasn’t quite sure what he was sorry for.
Michael turned to face him and smirked. Then he broke into a grin, his tongue licked his lower lip before his teeth bit into it. Kyle felt his cock jump to attention. He wanted to touch those full lips with his own, but they were in the wrong place. Anita and Sylvia would probably see them if he did. He thought it had been much safer when he had been afraid of Michael, but now that he lusted after him, he was afraid he would make a fool of himself in front of the wrong audience, so he had to be very careful. The sound of laughter announced the arrival of the rest of the group, hot and sweaty from their long walk. They rushed to their bedrooms to change into bathing suits and have a short pool session, since Uncle Derek had invited them over at 12:30 and it was still 11:25. Maria had bent to kiss Michael and he followed her to their room, leaving Kyle alone with his thoughts. As Michael passed by him, Kyle raised his hand and the back of his fingers grazed Michael’s butt as his hand gave Kyle’s a quick squeeze. Kyle smiled and knew everything was alright between them. He felt a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Maria kept babbling about their walk, and when she told him about Liz’s little problem, Michael knew exactly what it had been about and felt sorry for what he had caused her. He heard her taking a shower and was about to get up from the bed where he lay all sprawled out, when she was already out of the bathroom getting the top of her bikini on. Isabel popped her head into the room and when she saw Michael, she forced a smile.
- Ready? - She knew she was faking it blatantly, but Maria seemed to buy it.
Michael was another story. She knew she wasn’t fooling him. Maria rushed to him tugging at his hand.
- C’mon, Spaceboy! - She saw he would get up too slow for her and let go of him running down the back door straight to the pool.
- Michael, come here. - Isabel said in her “don’t mess with me” voice.
Michael got up at his own pace and went to her. She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom. He was surprised to find Liz sitting on the bed and he flopped down beside her. He felt Isabel sitting on the bed too.
- Michael, we need to talk to you, so will you please get your face off the pillow? - Liz’s hand was on his back and he sensed she was nervous.
Michael rolled on his side and faced the two girls.
- Ok, bring it on. - He braced himself.
- Alright Michael, you want to give your ass to Kyle, that’s your business, Max doesn’t know a thing, because Liz here is afraid of how he will react. Come to think of it, so am I. What about you, any comments? - Isabel said sarcastically.
- I’m supposed to be afraid of Max’s reaction? Is that it? - His smirk was definitely mocking them.
- Max seems to feel he kind of owns you sexually after the bonding thing you did, he will probably get very jealous. I’m afraid Zan might come out and get violent like that day…-.Liz rambled.
-.He’s not drunk, is he? - Michael asked still smirking, interrupting her.
- Not that day, Michael, I mean the one at the hospital, he wasn’t drunk there, it was plain jealousy. I felt totally threatened and frightened. - She said as Isabel nodded in complete agreement.
- So I should be afraid of Max...- He looked at them straight in the eyes, first Liz, then Isabel and then, somehow, both at the same time, alien, no doubt. They both could see his eyes locked on theirs at the same time.
- You’ve seen how I died in Antar, you know how many battles I fought, how badly hurt I was in many of them, I didn’t come out of anyone unscathed, you know I’ll use my body to shield you from any harm, no matter what it does to me, you’ve seen what I’ve been through here in this life, and you expect me to be afraid of Max’s anger? What can he do to me that I haven’t suffered already? He knows that whatever he feels like doing to me, I’ll take, cause I can’t raise a finger against him any longer, Whatever Nasedo did to me in the pod, is over and out of my system. It can never happen again. That’s why I’m pledged to him, cause if I wasn’t, I could kill him in a fraction of a second before he could even think of putting up his shield. I’m the only one fast enough to fry his brain before he even knows what’s about to happen. That’s why I gave him my body, to protect him against me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t fool around, as long as he knows who they are, he will allow it. He was there the first time Kyle did it to me, the next time, when he was drunk and he hurt me, Max forgave him, cause it had also happened to him. And this time, he knew why Kyle stayed behind. Oh sure, he’ll punish me, you’ll see. It’s a guy thing, sorry. -
He knew how much that pissed them off, he hated to do it, but he had to get them off his back. They were stepping into forbidden territory, the male side, where they did not belong and had no way of understanding. Isabel knew her limitations. She grabbed Liz’s hand and they got up from the bed.
- I’m afraid he’s right Liz, they will deal with this under their rules. It’s totally out of our league. C’mon. - Isabel glared at Michael and he reached out and caught her hand.
- Iz…- Michael pleaded with his eyes as he rose to his knees.
Liz found it amazing how much that single syllable could do to Isabel. She leapt into his arms, dragging Liz with her. Michael’s arms wrapped around both of them and Liz felt the love irradiating from him, pouring into every cell in her body. She could just imagine what Maria felt when they made love and she was the jealous one now. Maria’s voice calling him got them moving and the girls walked down the stairs to the pool as Michael took the ones leading from his bedroom, this one would be on Liz to get through to Maria, hopefully not during their stay here in Houston. It had been decided that they would come visiting every week end until Michael was ready to go back, although he wouldn’t graduate with them. So they would find a propitious time to have a chat over ice cream, Michael was sure of that
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Chapter 158.
- Hey Spaceboy, you dozed off?- Maria leered at him.
Michael just gave her one of those special sweet smiles he saved for her, then he took her in his arms and kissed her. He simply avoided the answer not to lie to her. She would have all the details later, when they were alone.
- Hey guys, better get ready, Uncle Derek’s invitation is at 12:30 and it’s already 5 past! - Laurie wanted to get them moving.
- Oh my god! I’ll never be ready on time! - Isabel whined.
-You just need jeans and a t-shirt, it’s not a party, just lunch with a nice old couple. - Laurie reminded her. - Michael, you don’t even need to change. -
- But I’m in riding gear…- Michael protested.
- You’re clean? - Laurie asked.
- Yeah…- He sounded doubtful, and just in case, checked himself out with an extra glance over his shoulder at his back area.
Kyle didn’t miss his chance and smacked off an imaginary smudge from his butt. Feeling Max’s eyes on him, Kyle turned and saw the alien king giving him a weird disapproving look, not quite a frowning, more of the jealous kind. Kyle decided it was safer to play stupid, and went to tease Isabel as she hurried into the house.
- Sylvia! Tell your dad to have the van at the door in 15 minutes, ok? - Laurie had seen Sylvia making her way to the kitchen from the study on her right, and the girl nodded back.
Once they reached the hallway outside the bedrooms, Laurie gave them some last minute instructions.
- The chimney room in 10 minutes! - And she disappeared into her room, not giving them time to protest.
10 minutes later, she met Max with Liz, Kyle and Stuart as they left their rooms. Then Michael came out with Maria as they were knocking on Isabel’s door. She opened it to step out, when her eyes went just as wide as Maria’s as they noticed their outfits were almost identical. They both rushed back into their rooms, to the others’ dismay, to come out just a couple of minutes later, with almost identical t-shirts again. Michael held Maria against him as she frowned, and Isabel gave a sigh.
- Ok, I’ll fix it. - She waved her hand and changed the colour, sleeves and neckline of her t-shirt. Both girls smiled, satisfied, and they all headed for the front door. Rubén was already there, and Michael and Maria went straight to the long seat at the back so he could stretch out real comfy. They were ringing Uncle Dereks’s doorbell in a matter of minutes. He opened the door and waved at Rubén as he took off, chuckling good naturedly.
- You could have just walked over. - His eyes twinkled with laughter.
- We didn’t want to be late. - Laurie explained.
- Aunt Serena will have to let you in on with her “hora peruana” thing. - He chuckled again.
- What’s that? - From more than one of the guests.
- Oh you know that she spent several years working in Peru, and when she had an invitation, say, for midday, she knew no one arrived before at least 1:00 or 1:30 pm, because if they did, the hosts wouldn’t be expecting anyone yet, and wouldn’t even be ready and sometimes not even home. So midday, in Peruvian time, meant from 1 to 2 hours later. Honest! I witnessed it myself on the few times I travelled over there. And it’s still a minute away from 12:30! - He joked, checking his watch. - Serena! Our guests are here! -
He called over his shoulder and herded them into the living room. As they went past him, the guys shook hands with him and the girls gave him a peck on the cheek. Michael was the last in line, and Uncle Derek wrapped his arms around him with his eyes shut tight, but still a tear or two managed to escape them. When he let go, he put an arm around the boy’s shoulder and led him into the house. Just then, a thin woman with ash blonde long hair and hazel eyes came in through a door on the right. drying her hands on her apron. She had an ankle length cotton dress of a flowery print and flip flops on her feet.
- Laurie! - She screamed and received the girl in her arms as if she hadn’t seen her in years. Uncle Derek rolled his eyes and grinned affectionately.
- Well, introduce me to your friends…- Serena sounded impatient.
Laurie started introducing them beginning by the nearest to her.
- This is Dr. Stuart Davis, he’s at the Tucson Medical centre. -
Stuart shook Serena’s hand and smiled back at her.
- This is Kyle Valenti, his father saved my life when I was attacked here at home last year. -
Kyle also shook hands with Serena, who squeezed his hand in both of hers.
- This is Maria, she helped me get rid of…you know who. -
Maria walked up to Serena and was received with a warm hug as they exchanged pecks of the cheeks.
- This is Liz, her parents own a cafeteria in Roswell. -
Liz was greeted just as Maria. When she was in Serena’s arms, she felt a slight jolt in her brain, it was weird, as if she expected it. It was something about the name…she couldn’t quite place it…she had heard it before, but when? She sensed she was a good person and a true friend.
- This is Isabel, she’s already graduated high school. -
Isabel embraced and kissed Serena and something seemed to click. The woman’s vibes were totally familiar. When she pulled away, Liz noticed she had a funny look in her eyes.
- This is Max, Isabel’s brother. He’s Liz’s boyfriend. -
Max shook hands with Serena and Liz noticed he also got the funny look like Isabel, and then locked eyes with his sister, in a silent communication.
Surprisingly, none of the others seemed to notice any of the things Liz was getting through, and she thought her empathy was just getting a little more widespread, like Kal Langley said it would, but not as strong as it was with Michael.
- And this is my brother Michael, he’s Maria’s boyfriend, he also saved her life along with mine and Kyle’s father. -
Uncle Derek put his hand on the small of Michael’s back and pushed him towards his wife. She reached out for him with a big smile, her eyes shining with tears. She received him in her arms and at least to Liz, her expressive face said clearly: “So you’re the kid half brother! You’re the one I couldn’t wait to meet! Thank you for what you’ve done for Laurie.” She stood on tiptoes and reached up with one hand, tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him down to meet her uptilted head. She gave him a lingering kiss on his cheek and Michael had the feeling that during those seconds her lips were pressed against him, she used the contact to download all his human life into her brain at the speed of light. Of course Liz felt it too, her heart skipping a beat but managing to keep it to herself. When Serena finally stepped back, she held Michael at arms length and the shocked look in her eyes confirmed what they had thought was just their minds playing tricks.
- Oh you poor child! You have been so hurt! You’ve suffered so much! - Her tears were running down her cheeks and she let go of one hand to wipe them away.
Everyone thought she referred to what he had been through the last months which Laurie had probably told her about, but Michael and Liz felt she was referring to his whole life on Earth.
- I’m ok now…- He assured her.
- You kids must be hungry, it’s too hot to stay indoors so we’ll have lunch in the back porch. - She led Michael by the hand and they all followed. It was just as Laurie had said, very informal. There was a table full of food, the kind she guessed they would like, set so it was self service. You took your dish and filled it with what you wanted. There was a cooler full of different soda cans and a big jug of simple lemonade. Serena headed for a soft plush looking couch when two huge dogs came racing up the steps that lead to a huge garden. Serena notice Michael was grinning, but the rest seemed quite alarmed.
- Oh, my baby girls have come to greet our guests too! - She beamed putting them all at ease cause she wouldn’t have been so amused if they had been dangerous.
The dogs ran past them, paying little attention to the strangers and went straight to Serena. They nudged her with their noses and turned to Michael.
They were Great Danes and they were huge! The white one with black spots in clusters, goosed Michael making him laugh and go “Hey!” as she stood on her hind legs and placed the front ones on his shoulders. The other one, which was jet black with four white paws that looked like ankle socks, did the same from the front, stabilizing him. She gave his face a lick and Michael reached over and stroke her ears, which she enjoyed to the point that she was whining and whipping her tail in delight. The one at his back was jabbing her snout between his shoulder blades demanding his equal attention, her tail just as wild. Uncle Derek was holding his stomach, laughing out loud with the others helplessly joining in.
- Alright, alright! Lay off the boy! Off you go! - Serena clapped her hands making them obey her and they left the way they had come criss crossing each other. - Oh they’ve fallen in love with you! - Serena was shaking her head and couldn’t stop laughing.
- Thank god they’re females! - Said Isabel, and that got the gang on a fresh bout of laughter at the private joke.
- Ok, Michael, you’ll be comfortable here where you can stretch out. Derek here tells me you’ve just been through a painful medical experience. - She watched him snuggle to his heart’s content and tousled his hair fondly. She took Maria’s hand. - Here, let’s go get him some food, you know what he will like. -
Soon they were all sitting down with their full dishes, digging in, and enjoying a great home cooked meal which uncle Derek informed that Serena had prepared everything herself.
- We girls are lucky, you know? Those explorations that males have to go through must be very uncomfortable and painful I guess. - Serena frowned.
- You bet. - Michael said wincing.
- Derek here was lucky too cause he started having these mild male problems which in his case were caused by age, and we travelled to Lima just then, so I took him to a Chinese doctor, who’s the best there, and he just found everything through his pulse. Then he gave him these packets of herbs that you have to boil in two pints of water and let them simmer down to one cup. You let it cool, and you take half a cup in the morning and the other half in the evening. He said they were foul tasting, but he was as good as new in a week. He insisted on getting an extra package just to make sure even though the doctor said he didn’t need it, so he gave him one with this funny grin. When Derek tried to take a sip, he threw the whole thing up. He called the doctor and told him what had happened and he just laughed and went: “I told you so”. He said you tolerated them when you needed them, but your body rejected them when you didn’t. They are amazing. We should have those Chinese doctors over here too. -
- I have no complaints about my doctors. - Michael smirked in the direction of Max and Stuart who were sitting side by side.
- Oh, I meant no disrespect to the medical profession! - She gave Stuart an apologizing look that had him chuckling.
- Don’t worry, it’s the first time I hear about them, so I will do some research on the subject. It’s very interesting! - Stuart meant every word.
- Hey Spaceboy, you dozed off?- Maria leered at him.
Michael just gave her one of those special sweet smiles he saved for her, then he took her in his arms and kissed her. He simply avoided the answer not to lie to her. She would have all the details later, when they were alone.
- Hey guys, better get ready, Uncle Derek’s invitation is at 12:30 and it’s already 5 past! - Laurie wanted to get them moving.
- Oh my god! I’ll never be ready on time! - Isabel whined.
-You just need jeans and a t-shirt, it’s not a party, just lunch with a nice old couple. - Laurie reminded her. - Michael, you don’t even need to change. -
- But I’m in riding gear…- Michael protested.
- You’re clean? - Laurie asked.
- Yeah…- He sounded doubtful, and just in case, checked himself out with an extra glance over his shoulder at his back area.
Kyle didn’t miss his chance and smacked off an imaginary smudge from his butt. Feeling Max’s eyes on him, Kyle turned and saw the alien king giving him a weird disapproving look, not quite a frowning, more of the jealous kind. Kyle decided it was safer to play stupid, and went to tease Isabel as she hurried into the house.
- Sylvia! Tell your dad to have the van at the door in 15 minutes, ok? - Laurie had seen Sylvia making her way to the kitchen from the study on her right, and the girl nodded back.
Once they reached the hallway outside the bedrooms, Laurie gave them some last minute instructions.
- The chimney room in 10 minutes! - And she disappeared into her room, not giving them time to protest.
10 minutes later, she met Max with Liz, Kyle and Stuart as they left their rooms. Then Michael came out with Maria as they were knocking on Isabel’s door. She opened it to step out, when her eyes went just as wide as Maria’s as they noticed their outfits were almost identical. They both rushed back into their rooms, to the others’ dismay, to come out just a couple of minutes later, with almost identical t-shirts again. Michael held Maria against him as she frowned, and Isabel gave a sigh.
- Ok, I’ll fix it. - She waved her hand and changed the colour, sleeves and neckline of her t-shirt. Both girls smiled, satisfied, and they all headed for the front door. Rubén was already there, and Michael and Maria went straight to the long seat at the back so he could stretch out real comfy. They were ringing Uncle Dereks’s doorbell in a matter of minutes. He opened the door and waved at Rubén as he took off, chuckling good naturedly.
- You could have just walked over. - His eyes twinkled with laughter.
- We didn’t want to be late. - Laurie explained.
- Aunt Serena will have to let you in on with her “hora peruana” thing. - He chuckled again.
- What’s that? - From more than one of the guests.
- Oh you know that she spent several years working in Peru, and when she had an invitation, say, for midday, she knew no one arrived before at least 1:00 or 1:30 pm, because if they did, the hosts wouldn’t be expecting anyone yet, and wouldn’t even be ready and sometimes not even home. So midday, in Peruvian time, meant from 1 to 2 hours later. Honest! I witnessed it myself on the few times I travelled over there. And it’s still a minute away from 12:30! - He joked, checking his watch. - Serena! Our guests are here! -
He called over his shoulder and herded them into the living room. As they went past him, the guys shook hands with him and the girls gave him a peck on the cheek. Michael was the last in line, and Uncle Derek wrapped his arms around him with his eyes shut tight, but still a tear or two managed to escape them. When he let go, he put an arm around the boy’s shoulder and led him into the house. Just then, a thin woman with ash blonde long hair and hazel eyes came in through a door on the right. drying her hands on her apron. She had an ankle length cotton dress of a flowery print and flip flops on her feet.
- Laurie! - She screamed and received the girl in her arms as if she hadn’t seen her in years. Uncle Derek rolled his eyes and grinned affectionately.
- Well, introduce me to your friends…- Serena sounded impatient.
Laurie started introducing them beginning by the nearest to her.
- This is Dr. Stuart Davis, he’s at the Tucson Medical centre. -
Stuart shook Serena’s hand and smiled back at her.
- This is Kyle Valenti, his father saved my life when I was attacked here at home last year. -
Kyle also shook hands with Serena, who squeezed his hand in both of hers.
- This is Maria, she helped me get rid of…you know who. -
Maria walked up to Serena and was received with a warm hug as they exchanged pecks of the cheeks.
- This is Liz, her parents own a cafeteria in Roswell. -
Liz was greeted just as Maria. When she was in Serena’s arms, she felt a slight jolt in her brain, it was weird, as if she expected it. It was something about the name…she couldn’t quite place it…she had heard it before, but when? She sensed she was a good person and a true friend.
- This is Isabel, she’s already graduated high school. -
Isabel embraced and kissed Serena and something seemed to click. The woman’s vibes were totally familiar. When she pulled away, Liz noticed she had a funny look in her eyes.
- This is Max, Isabel’s brother. He’s Liz’s boyfriend. -
Max shook hands with Serena and Liz noticed he also got the funny look like Isabel, and then locked eyes with his sister, in a silent communication.
Surprisingly, none of the others seemed to notice any of the things Liz was getting through, and she thought her empathy was just getting a little more widespread, like Kal Langley said it would, but not as strong as it was with Michael.
- And this is my brother Michael, he’s Maria’s boyfriend, he also saved her life along with mine and Kyle’s father. -
Uncle Derek put his hand on the small of Michael’s back and pushed him towards his wife. She reached out for him with a big smile, her eyes shining with tears. She received him in her arms and at least to Liz, her expressive face said clearly: “So you’re the kid half brother! You’re the one I couldn’t wait to meet! Thank you for what you’ve done for Laurie.” She stood on tiptoes and reached up with one hand, tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him down to meet her uptilted head. She gave him a lingering kiss on his cheek and Michael had the feeling that during those seconds her lips were pressed against him, she used the contact to download all his human life into her brain at the speed of light. Of course Liz felt it too, her heart skipping a beat but managing to keep it to herself. When Serena finally stepped back, she held Michael at arms length and the shocked look in her eyes confirmed what they had thought was just their minds playing tricks.
- Oh you poor child! You have been so hurt! You’ve suffered so much! - Her tears were running down her cheeks and she let go of one hand to wipe them away.
Everyone thought she referred to what he had been through the last months which Laurie had probably told her about, but Michael and Liz felt she was referring to his whole life on Earth.
- I’m ok now…- He assured her.
- You kids must be hungry, it’s too hot to stay indoors so we’ll have lunch in the back porch. - She led Michael by the hand and they all followed. It was just as Laurie had said, very informal. There was a table full of food, the kind she guessed they would like, set so it was self service. You took your dish and filled it with what you wanted. There was a cooler full of different soda cans and a big jug of simple lemonade. Serena headed for a soft plush looking couch when two huge dogs came racing up the steps that lead to a huge garden. Serena notice Michael was grinning, but the rest seemed quite alarmed.
- Oh, my baby girls have come to greet our guests too! - She beamed putting them all at ease cause she wouldn’t have been so amused if they had been dangerous.
The dogs ran past them, paying little attention to the strangers and went straight to Serena. They nudged her with their noses and turned to Michael.
They were Great Danes and they were huge! The white one with black spots in clusters, goosed Michael making him laugh and go “Hey!” as she stood on her hind legs and placed the front ones on his shoulders. The other one, which was jet black with four white paws that looked like ankle socks, did the same from the front, stabilizing him. She gave his face a lick and Michael reached over and stroke her ears, which she enjoyed to the point that she was whining and whipping her tail in delight. The one at his back was jabbing her snout between his shoulder blades demanding his equal attention, her tail just as wild. Uncle Derek was holding his stomach, laughing out loud with the others helplessly joining in.
- Alright, alright! Lay off the boy! Off you go! - Serena clapped her hands making them obey her and they left the way they had come criss crossing each other. - Oh they’ve fallen in love with you! - Serena was shaking her head and couldn’t stop laughing.
- Thank god they’re females! - Said Isabel, and that got the gang on a fresh bout of laughter at the private joke.
- Ok, Michael, you’ll be comfortable here where you can stretch out. Derek here tells me you’ve just been through a painful medical experience. - She watched him snuggle to his heart’s content and tousled his hair fondly. She took Maria’s hand. - Here, let’s go get him some food, you know what he will like. -
Soon they were all sitting down with their full dishes, digging in, and enjoying a great home cooked meal which uncle Derek informed that Serena had prepared everything herself.
- We girls are lucky, you know? Those explorations that males have to go through must be very uncomfortable and painful I guess. - Serena frowned.
- You bet. - Michael said wincing.
- Derek here was lucky too cause he started having these mild male problems which in his case were caused by age, and we travelled to Lima just then, so I took him to a Chinese doctor, who’s the best there, and he just found everything through his pulse. Then he gave him these packets of herbs that you have to boil in two pints of water and let them simmer down to one cup. You let it cool, and you take half a cup in the morning and the other half in the evening. He said they were foul tasting, but he was as good as new in a week. He insisted on getting an extra package just to make sure even though the doctor said he didn’t need it, so he gave him one with this funny grin. When Derek tried to take a sip, he threw the whole thing up. He called the doctor and told him what had happened and he just laughed and went: “I told you so”. He said you tolerated them when you needed them, but your body rejected them when you didn’t. They are amazing. We should have those Chinese doctors over here too. -
- I have no complaints about my doctors. - Michael smirked in the direction of Max and Stuart who were sitting side by side.
- Oh, I meant no disrespect to the medical profession! - She gave Stuart an apologizing look that had him chuckling.
- Don’t worry, it’s the first time I hear about them, so I will do some research on the subject. It’s very interesting! - Stuart meant every word.
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