Date: Sun, 6 Aug 2006 17:02:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gay Writer <gaywriter72@yahoo.com>
Subject: Earth Reborn: Chapter 6 - The Dawn

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Chapter 6 		 		  Time To Train



       Pressing the '30' button on the lift we made our way back to my
quarters but stopped at the entrance before pressing my hand onto the
entrance scanner.

	"How about I shower up real quick, and you do the same, and I'll
meet you in your quarters in twenty minutes and then we can decide on a
place for training."  I asked turning to Bransen.

	"Ohhh uhh... okay.." he said looking crestfallen.

	I chuckled a bit sending sensations to his cocks and balls with
my mind intensifying them slowly bringing him gradually but quickly to
the edge.  "There are many forms of training you know." Waiting a few
more moments I halted the sensations just as he was reaching the point
of no return, a wicked grin crossing my face.

	"Mmmmmmm" he whimpered.  "This is going to be the best training
session ever!"

	"Well.... It will definitely be like none you've ever had before I
hope" I grinned.  "Good luck hiding that monster on the way back to
your room." I chuckled looking at his crotch as I activated the
entrance scanner with my palm and entered my quarters.  Glancing at him
over my shoulder I turned slightly and waved to him as the door shut
behind me watching his face flush with embarrassment at his
predicament.

	Entering the bathroom I stripped down and hopped into the shower
to scrub breakfast from my skin and hair. Finally feeling clean enough,
I exited the shower and dried off.  "Now.... What to wear... what to wear"
I thought to my self as picked through the clothes slowly and then I
realized what would be perfect.  The clothing I had arrived in, I only
hoped that they had been cleaned.  They were still at the medical
station on level twenty.

	I threw on a shirt three sizes too big for me and slipped on a
pair of clean shoes, exited my quarters, and ran to the lift.  I was
practically naked, but everything essential was covered.  Besides... I
didn't want to keep my Bransen waiting.  With the state I had left him
in, there was no telling what he might do to alleviate the frustration,
and I needed him 'intact' so to speak.

	The lift doors finally opened and I pressed the '20' button eight
or nine times trying to rush the heap along its course.  The lifts
ascent finally slowed and the doors opened as I jogged over to the
monitor station where Chris was sitting.

       Chris was yet another specimen of beauty.  He was nearly six foot
tall with light brown hair that dusted the tops of his ears and neck.
His sparkling green eyes shown love each time he glanced in the
direction of Doc's office.  He was more than just infatuated.  He was
in love.  His jaw was more square than most, and sported a cleft in his
chin.  He didn't have the muscle many of the others did.  His body was
simply lean without the bulk of muscle that is built from too much
work.

	"Hey... do you have those clothes that I was wearing when I first
arrived?" I said almost desperately.

	"Certainly.  They are right here as he pulled a box from beneath
the counter labeled 'Khore'.

	"I don't suppose you had them cleaned did you?"  I asked afraid
to hear the answer.

	"Not at first, no.  It's policy to leave them as they are incase
we need to investigate possible contamination from any DNA and debris
we might find." He told me as my heart started to sink.  "But..." he
continued. "You were found perfectly fit so I had them cleaned."

	"Thank the gods!" I thought to myself.  "Thank you so much!" I
said beaming a smile at him.  "You're a life saver."

	With that I pulled the clothes from the box and inspected them.
They were clean and ready for use.  Pulling my shirt over my head I got
lost in the tangle and couldn't manage to get the damn thing off!  I
heard a gasp come from Chris's direction.  The fabric was bound up
under one arm as I was in too much a hurry to change.  Basically I was
now stuck there with my shirt hiked up with my left elbow wedged and
suspended at head level while my lower abs and below were completely
exposed.  Yeah... it was ALL hanging out and on display.

	"Hey... do you think you could give me a hand?" I said as I still
fought against the fabric.

	A moment passed and he began tugging on the sleeves of the shirt
and finally was able to break it loose from my body.

	"Thanks a lot." I said grinning at him now completely nude
watching his eyes as they kept making return visits to my crotch.

	"You did see the video didn't you?" I asked as I grabbed the
clean clothing from the box and wrapped it around me fastening it at
the waist.

	"Yeah." He said in a daze still looking at me.  "But it's not the
same as seeing it in person." Most obviously referring to my cock.

	I chuckled and he seemed to snap out of his trance blushing.
"Sorry." He said staring now at the desk top full of paperwork.

	"Don't be." I paused. "It is flattering to know that others find
me attractive, or at least parts of me." I laughed.

	"Could I ask you a big favor?" I pleaded. "Could you keep this
shirt and those things until tomorrow?  I have to meet someone and I'm
already running late."

	"For that... I would keep these clothes for an eternity." He said
with a wicked grin as his blue eyes sparkled at me.

	"Great thanks!" I said as I raced back to the lift.  "You're a
life saver" I belted out as the door to the lift opened and I slipped
inside immediately pushing the '30' button over and over again as the
lift doors seemed to move slower than normally to close taunting me.  I
suppose that is the way of things... When we are in a rush... everything
takes ten times longer to happen.  Its life's way of saying 'relax'.  I
didn't want to relax though... I had a hot body attached to the man I
loved that I wanted to attend to.

	Checking myself in the reflection of the door I straitened the
garment I was wearing.  It was a tunic of sorts, a large opalescent
shirt, open at the chest that tapered and belted at the waist with just
enough fabric to conceal your 'interest' going only as low as mid thigh
level.  Straitening myself the doors opened and I walked quickly to
where Bransen's quarters were.  His quarters were just down the hall
from my own and to the left.  I made my way there without running and
finally arriving I gave myself one last primp before hitting his call
button placing my hand on the entrance scanner to identify myself.

       The doors opened immediately as Bransen stood waiting behind the
door.

       "I wondered if you..." He paused... "You are beautiful!" he said
moving his eyes across my body from head to toe.

       Scanning him from top to bottom I was more than impressed.  He
had chosen a two piece work out set of black silk that draped obscenely
across his muscles.  It seemed to caress his skin with each movement
and I was nearly jealous of it.  It was open at the shoulders much like
my own and tapered into a V where it was belted at his waist.  Then a
pair of black shiny silk pants covered him from hip to ankle.

       Returning my eyes to his face after glancing down his body I
lifted my hand to his head running the tips of my fingers through the
soft blond shoulder length hair at his temples.  It curled just enough
to wrap around my fingers as I explored it.

       He was perfect in my eyes.  His powder blue eyes and high
cheekbones tilted as I brushed his sweet plump pink lips with my own.
His square jaw framed his face which peaked at his slightly upturned
nose all of which was center to his slightly curly blond hair.
Everything below that was a mass of writhing moving muscle.  His thick
neck rode into broad powerful shoulders to chiseled pecs dotted with
small nipples.  He had that middle muscle body, that was not too big or
too small, but beautiful by its simple but powerful lines that tapered
to his hips.  His thighs were massive and graduated down to strong
calves separated by a very ample concealed cock I had committed to
memory.  He was perfect in my mind, and my heart craved him.

       "So do I get to come in? Or are you going to make me stand out
here?" a grin on my face.

       "Come in! Come in!" he repeated as he moved to allow me access.

       "I was thinking we could train in Hydroponics on Level four.
What do you think?" I asked as I pressed against him letting my
fingertips trail across his neck.

       Reaching around me letting his hand slide gently down the curve
of my back and cupping my ass, "I think that sounds like an excellent
Idea" he said as he pulled me a bit more into his hard body.

       Trailing my fingers along his strong arms I stretched to reach
his lips with my own and gave him a sweeping kiss on his lips as I ran
both hands through his mane of hair.

       "Well then... We better get going." I whispered still making small
delicate circles against his scalp.

       Nearly ripping my arm from its socket Bransen actived the exit
and we left his quarters him yanking me quickly in tow to the lift.

       "Hey... hey!" I giggled... "Be gentle."

       I felt his grasp on my wrist loosen as he continued to drag me
toward the lift hitting the call button.

       When the lift doors opened, we entered and he slapped the four
button in passing as he pressed me against the wall grinding into me
before the doors had even begun to close.

       I wanted it so badly as I felt him press into me, but reluctantly
pushed him back grinning.  "Lesson One.  Control" I said panting.

       We separated as the lift slowed to a stop and we exited with him
leading me by the hand.  Even the way his hand engulfed mine was
sensual as we let our loose fingers dance across each others skin.

       It was a good thing we didn't meet up with anyone in the hall.
It was not by coincidence I had picked this level.  No one came here
because of the environmental controls.  It was hot sticky wet.  The
kind of humidity that makes you sweat just from sitting idle in the
shade.  Luckily the wind created by a large ventilation fan gave enough
movement to make it less than stifling.  This was the perfect place to
be for our first training session.

       Bransen led the way out into the depths of the hydroponics bay
moving along man made paths through the palms and underbrush.
Traveling for about nearly ten minutes he veered from the path pulling
me through thicker growth to a small clearing.  We stopped at a lagoon
like area surrounded by palms near a deep pool that was fed by an over
head twenty foot waterfall that helped to maintain the humidity.
Around it was a white sand beach leading down the slope that contained
the lagoon.

       It was a perfect place hearing the rush of water beside us and
feeling the spray collecting on our bodies and clothes.

       "Remove your clothes please." I said as I loosened the belt on my
own.  Once I got them loose I draped them over the branch of a nearby
tree, knowing they would never fully dry, but would also remain
somewhat wearable.

       Bransen ceremoniously removed his clothes and lay them next to
mine on the odd shaped branch.

       Fully nude, I sat on the sand and motioned Bransen to do the same
directly in front of me.  Our knees touching we sat with our legs
crossed.  We were both already hard with anticipation which made
concentrating that much more difficult as precum seeped from both of
us.

       "Okay... I am going to teach you.  Relax your mind," I said as I
touched his temple gently with the fingertips of my right hand. "This
is going to be a little intense... try to let it roll through you... Don't
resist." I said and paused a moment before flooding his mind with
memories.  Our backs arched letting trickles of sweat find a new trail
to the sand.  Finally finishing the transfer I released his mind.

       "Woah!" he said as the knowledge was absorbed.   "Is that what it
was like when Kelay merged with you?" he asked in a whisper.

       "No.." I took a breath.  "When I merged with Kelay, it was about
182000 years worth of memories." I explained.  "What I've given you
just now was about 5000 years worth of information."

       "How... how did handle it?" he asked amazed.

       "Not well from what I gather, but you helped me sort it out." I
said smiling back at him.

       "182000 years." Bransen whispered shaking his head.

	"Anyway"... I interrupted.... "What have you learned?" I asked.

	"We'll play a game I played a very very long time ago but we'll
make it fun." I grinned.

	"I will give you a sensation, and then you return it."  I said as
I activated the nerves in the head of his softening cock.

	"Ohhh..!" he said his breath changing.  "Ummm ... just out of
curiosity... how much can you increase that?" he asked as he squirmed
from the feeling.

        "There is no limit." I said remembering my escape from the
Sphere Major.

	Bransen was quiet for a moment as his mind wrapped around it and
then asked, "That was the method use used to kill him wasn't it?"

	"Yes." I said flatly not really wanting to think about it.
"We'll get to that later... Now concentrate."

	"Return the feelings I have given you.  Think of the nerve cells...
think of the electrical impulses that pass between them.  Enhance the
signals and maintain them like weaving a tapestry." I said to him.

	His face became very resolute and I could literally see him
strain.

	"What are you doing?" I asked.  "You cannot force this.  Envision
it in your mind, know what your goal is and let it happen. Guide it." I
urged.

	I felt a pulse in my cock which quickly faded. "Yes... that's it!"
I told him as he lost his focus.

	Placing my hands on his shoulders letting my thumbs tickle into
his flesh I said "Listen... Close your eyes.  Let it happen.  Envision
your goal. Give a little nudge and do it."

	Bransen took a deep breath again and relaxed.  I felt his mind
clear and he released control.  The sensation hit me almost immediately
and my breath caught.

	"Yes.. that's it... Oh god damn that feels good..." I said grinding
into the sand where I sat.  "Now... back off a bit.... Lets not kill it
with kindness.... " I urged him.

	The sensation diminished but didn't stop.  My cock had a low
burning feel in it that was just enough.  He was doing very well.

	"Now... I want you to increase the feeling to match this." I said
in a whisper as I increased the sensations coursing through him ten
fold.

	He groaned with his concentration wavering slightly.  "Let it
happen, but be gentle" I whispered as I felt his mind shift.

	"MMMMmmmm yes.." I groaned.  "Just like that." It was like being
touched in every perfect place all at once.

	"Now match this." I said starting to pant and sent additional
sensations to his ass and balls.

	"uh uh uh" he grunted seeing him shift with his eyes squeezed
shut as more sweat beaded up on his body.  We were both speeding to our
climax.

	After a moment to regain his composure he was able to send my ass
and balls to the same level of pleasure as my cock.  I could feel it
wouldn't be much longer for the both of us.

	"Now... maintain this level." I said as I was leaning forward.
This would definitely test his concentration.  I took his leaking cock
completely in my mouth until I felt his neatly trimmed blond hairs
tickle my nose.   Arching back he thrust his cock forward and began
shooting instantly into my mouth as I worked the length of him with my
tongue watching his muscled abdomen expand and contract.  He had
slipped in concentration and had tripled my own feelings of pleasure
and I shot out across my chest and legs as I drank in his very large
load groaning around his cock.

	Giving his now softening cock a last tug with my lips and tongue
I let it fall from my mouth with a slight pop and lay my head on his
thigh as we recovered.  We lay there for several minutes just enjoying
the silence and the touch of each other as I ran my fingertips along
his abdomen occasionally bumping his cock noticing it coming back to
life.

	"Oh you are a horny devil aren't you" I said grinning wickedly as
I began to massage his balls with my tongue.  In a matter of perhaps
five seconds I raced the sensations through his cock at lightning speed
causing him to yell out and shoot a somewhat smaller load across his
chest.

	"No more! No more!" he begged as I crawled my way up the side of
his body to give him a kiss.  We wrapped our gritty hands around each
other gently letting our tongues dance with each other for a while
before parting to get some badly needed air into our lungs.

	"Let's get some of this sand off of us." I tugged his hand as I
stood up.

	I pulled us to the lagoon and we walked down the slope of sand
hand in hand stopping as the water covered our feet.  It felt cool to
the touch, but not uncomfortably so.  It was the perfect temperature to
refresh, but would also make you catch your breath if you entered too
quickly.  We waded further into the water clutching to each other as we
made our way carefully to the side wall of the man made lagoon.  At the
edge we found a very convenient ledge to sit that kept us emerged to
our shoulders but comfortably high enough to lean back against its
rough surface without having to worry about a surprise splash to the
face.  I was sure this was by design and not just coincidence.  We
leaned back our heads completely relaxed and resting in the sand, our
arms wrapped around each others waste.  The water's current caused our
legs to brush against each other like two winding dandelion seeds
floating in the breeze.

	Leaning my head to the left against his should I used right hand
to pull his head toward me for a few soft and gentle kisses.

	"Are you ready for the next lesson?" I asked him staring into his
beautiful blue eyes.  I could gaze into those eyes all day.  Even his
blink seemed to be a gentle wave "Hello" from his soul with his long
think eyelashes.

	"I don't know if I can take another lesson like the last one." He
answered giggling.

	"Good" I said smiling to him "because this one isn't quite the
same." I reluctantly wiggled from our partial embrace and searched the
area of sand near us.

	Finding a black stone about the size of a marble I placed it on
the ridge that now separated us as I scooted back from him.

	"Pick it up." I said.

	He had instantly moved his hand to pick up the small stone.  I
pressed the molecules closer together with my mind maintaining a
constant pressure upon it making it equal to something approximately
150 pounds.

	"What the hell?  You're holding it there?" he asked me looking
somewhat confused at me.

	"No... it's just heavier now... try harder... push on it.  At least try
to scoot it a little."  I answered with a smile.  I couldn't help but
to smile when I looked at his beautiful muscles flex and strain to move
the pebble.

	Pressing with a great deal of muscle and effort he was able to
budge the stone a foot or so.

	"Okay..." I said picking the stone up with my finger tips and
dropping it back to where it had started.

	"Now blow on it." I said as he looked at me as though I were some
crazy person.

	"Okay..." he sighed heavily in confusion causing the pebble to waft
off into the air like a leaf circling on the currents of air as it
falls from the tree.

	He just stared watching it drift its way back before finally
settling again onto the sand.

	"How'd you do that?" He said a little too loudly.

	"Much like the way we quickened and amplified the sensations in
each other.  You compress the atoms and molecules closely together to
increase the density and weight, and then the opposite to decrease it.
Honestly... I don't expect you to get this right off, but I want you to
practice this every chance you have a spare moment.  It is an important
skill.  It will save your life some day." I explained to him.

	"Okay... moving on... lesson three.  You know the barrier or seam of
matter.  The rock separates from the sand.  There is a barrier there.
The atomic particles clinging to each other to maintain the things that
they are, not wanting so much to really merge with the other.  I want
for you to see the barrier around the rock and lift it from the
ground." I explained again.  "Don't force it up. Just simply lift the
barrier around it upward.  There is no real effort involved..."

	Staring at the pebble I could feel some confusion in Bransen's
mind clearing.  Concentrating deeply I interrupted "Only upward" I
reminded.

	Moments later the rock shifted in its position kind of tumbling
in place, and then rose about five inches from the ground.

	"I did it!" he practically yelled as the rock dropped with a soft
thud back into the sand.

	"Yes... you're a fast learner and should be proud of your
accomplishments here today... and... if I do say so myself, were quite
enjoyable." I said grinning.

	"I need you to practice this every day as well.  You must move
and direct these small objects.  Once you have this mastered, I want
you to practice with larger objects.  The size never matters, but being
able to concentrate and see the barrier in your mind is key.  There is
no limit to this ability other than your ability to concentrate and
see." I said to him quite seriously.  "Every rock, every pebble, and
blade of grass can be your weapons if you master this ability."  I then
moved the pebble with my mind to the front pocket of his black silk
pants where they hang on the tree branch.

	"You keep saying there is no limit.  How can there not be some
kind of limit to this?" he looked at me perplexed.

	"Well... I don't know how to explain it other than your limits
are by your own mind.  If you can conceive it in your mind it is
possible.  If you do not believe it is possible, then it will not be."
I said as he looked at me skeptically.

	"Okay... I will show you." I said wading out to the center of the
lagoon.

	Clearing my mind I gathered energy and sent out a small sensing
pulse.  Every molecule, its position and purpose drew their myriad of
function and position in my mind.  Opening my eyes I let them blaze
with the blue white light and focusing my mind on everything around me
with all my senses I let the blue fire erupt across my skin.  Lifting
myself completely from the center of the lagoon I floated a few inches
above its surface.

	"Watch" I said to his mind by thought only, as I bound every
barrier to stop its movement.  A fraction of a moment later everything
stopped as though time itself had come to a grinding and abrupt halt
like a quick snapshot of a thing moving too fast.  The waterfall and
each drop of its stray mist, the leaves of the trees and every insect
and dust particle froze in place.  A complete silence surrounded us.
Raising a small boulder about 6 foot across that dotted the exterior of
the man made beach I told him "Pick a drop of the mist."

	He watched me amazed and moved through the air as the suspended
droplets clung to his skin as he pointed out a singular specific drop
of water.

	"Okay..." I said...  I compressed the water to a linear blade only
perceivable two dimensionally.  I molded it into something so thin that
unless you were above or below it you would not see it.  Increasing its
density I sent it through the boulder slicing it in half as I let the
lower half fall to the ground with an enormous crash.  Then to get the
point across I brought up thousands of water droplets that writhed
around me like a living tornado of diamonds.

	"Each of these is a killing thing if done properly." I said to
his mind letting them flow around me.  "It can just as easily be done
with grains of sand, blades of grass or even the air around you."   I
let tornado of water gradually lower back into the surface of the man
made lagoon.  I released my hold on everything and then lowered myself
back into the water letting everything stuttered back to life again.

	Bransen looked at me in horror and it broke my heart.  I turned
and tried to suck back the tears as they fell from my eyes and I hung
my head making my way out of the lagoon back toward the sand and my
clothing on the tree.

	"Yes... I know I'm a monster, a freak even by Thoren standards." I
choked out as I pulled my white tunic from the tree branch and
stretched it over my head carelessly.

	"Wait!! I'm sorry!" he shouted as he bounded in my direction
through the water hugging his wet body to me rocking me back and forth
as he placed light kisses on my neck.

	"Its okay hun... Its OK!" he whispered in my ear as he hugged me
from behind still rocking side to side.

	We stayed like that for some time before he released me turning
me by the shoulders to face him as I stared at the ground.

	"One thing I don't understand.." he started.

	"Is why I don't just use these abilities to kill them all right?"
I interrupted him as a shudder caused my voice to quake.

	"Could you?" I asked looking up into his eyes?  "Could you live
with that?  Could you kill an entire race of people that were already
speeding to their own destruction?" I looked questioningly into his
eyes.


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Per suggestions from others, and a bit of work, I have re-written the
entire story.  Much of it is the same and the changes were cosmetic.  I
have also added some more depth to beginning characters and added a few
other things.  The chapters are for the most part longer and I have
corrected some continuity problems.  I know that I have much to learn
as a writer, and would greatly appreciate any constructive criticism
regarding this story.  Please contact me at gaywriter72@yahoo.com with
suggestions and criticisms.     Thanks!