Date: Fri, 4 Jun 2004 20:48:33 +1000 (EST)
From: "[iso-8859-1] Wombat" <bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: 'The Old Valley Road Hotel #23' {Wombat} ( MM SciFi Anal Size Musc Biker ) [ 23 ! 50 ]

The Old Valley Road Hotel.

By Wombat.
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Any constructive comments are appreciated.
I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'.
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Chapter 3.  Education and Induction.

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Part 23: A Fruity Melodrama.
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Scott was free that Saturday afternoon, so after lunch he went around
to the garage to see Derek as he had been doing for most of the past
week.  Derek welcomed him warmly and they ran upstairs to the loft.

Scott was really turned on by Derek whose powerfully muscled body was
oiled up and clad in skin-tight blue overalls undone down the front
to below his navel and showing off his thick hard pectorals and the
big well-defined muscles of his abdomen.  Derek was also wearing his
black leather calf-length work boots and he looked a really hot
muscle stud.  Scott became very much aroused and his cock got
painfully stiff in his shorts.  He wanted to be fucked by Derek clad
in his overalls.  Derek agreed.  Scott stripped off his T-shirt and
shorts leaving himself naked except for his work boots.  Then he
jumped onto the bed and lay back on the pillows with his hands
clasped behind his head inviting Derek's attentions.  His big biceps
bulged sexily.  Derek applied a generous dollop of lubricant to
Scott's anus and massaged it into the hole with his fingers.  Scott
groaned with delight as Derek worked first one finger then the next
into Scott's arsehole.  As he did so, he got rid of the shit in
Scott's bowels, using a force field to send it into a black hole.
Derek placed his thumb on Scott's perineum midway between his
arsehole and scrotum and with that and the two fingers inserted up
Scott's arsehole massaged his prostate skilfully.  Scott bucked and
groaned with the tremendously pleasurable sensations in his groin.
Scott's huge uncut cock was as hard as a steel ramrod and fully
expanded to its maximum size, which Derek had increased to eleven
inches long a couple of days before.  It was a magnificent sight with
a well-veined shaft as thick as a coke can with a nice, fat, dark red
cock head the size of a billiard ball.  It had a slight upward curve
as it stood proud of his thickly muscled belly.

Derek licked at Scott's cock head and Scott bucked.  Derek ran his
wet tongue gently down Scott's shaft; Scott groaned with feeling.
One by one, Derek took Scott's balls into his mouth sucking on them
gently.  Scott's scrotum was quite hairless and it was deliciously
sensuous rolling his balls around inside his mouth.  Then Derek ran
his tongue back up Scott's shaft sending a tingling sensation all
over Scott's body.  At the same time Derek kept on massaging Scott's
prostate with his fingers and thumb.  When Derek licked at the point
just below the piss slit where the piss tube meets the rim of the
cock head, Scott just about went into orbit.  Derek blocked Scott's
imminent orgasm for the moment and Scott's muscular body trembled
with the force of the sensations flooding it.

Derek put his mouth over Scott's cock head and sucked on it.  Scott
bucked and groaned with delight.  Derek went down on it taking more
of Scott's cock into his mouth.  Scott was in raptures.  He started
thrusting his cock deeper into Derek's mouth.  Derek was a superman
so he was quite able to adjust to its impressive size.  Soon Derek
had Scott's cock all the way down his throat.  Derek's nose was
buried in Scott's bush of pubic hair.  His nostrils were filled with
the delicious musky smell of Scott's manhood.  Scott revelled in
having his cock surrounded by the soft tissues of Derek's gullet
while Derek sucked on the base of his cock.  Derek released the block
on Scott's orgasm and Scott ejaculated a full load of semen down
Derek's throat.  His groin churned and boiled as his hot spunk
squirted up through his penis down Derek's gullet.  Derek could feel
the intensity of Scott's orgasm not only telepathically but also with
his fingers up Scott's anus pressing on his prostate which was
heaving and pulsating.  It felt beautiful.

Scott's orgasm continued for several minutes.  Derek pumped energy
into Scott so that he would be ready to have another one soon.  He
withdrew his fingers from Scott's arsehole, which was now nice and
relaxed.

This time Scott wanted Derek to come into him from in front so that
he could hold Derek's overall clad and powerfully muscled body in his
arms.  He wanted to see and feel Derek's big muscles.  He wanted to
see Derek fucking him.  Before when Derek had fucked him, Derek had
come in from behind.  Scott had really liked being held in Derek's
powerful arms while being fucked, but now he wanted something
different.

Derek poured coconut oil onto Scott's body and relished rubbing it
all over the big strong muscles of Scott's body until Scott was slick
and shiny all over.  Then he hoisted Scott's thick strong thighs over
his shoulders and pressed the end of his big rock-hard long fat cock
against Scott's well-lubricated anal opening.  Scott moaned in
anticipation.  Derek had switched on a small force field around his
cock so it felt wonderfully slippery.  Gently, Derek inserted his
cock into Scott's arsehole.  He lay down on top of Scott with Scott's
legs wrapped around his waist and Scott's arms around his shoulders.
He wrapped his arms around Scott's chest and thrust his cock deep
into Scott's anus.  To Scott, it felt wondrously full.  Scott felt
Derek's cock pounding against his prostate driving him wild with the
sexual stimulation.  Derek mouthed the thick hard pectoral muscles on
Scott's deep powerful chest.  Then he licked Scott's nipples while he
kept on thrusting his penis up into Scott's muscular torso.  Scott
bucked wildly with the intense stimulation he was receiving.  He was
really enjoying being fucked by Derek.  It was fantastic to feel
Derek's huge hard penis plunging deep into his arsehole and way up
into his body.  It was wonderful to feel Derek's hard muscular body
clad in overalls working hard as he thrust his groin against Scott's
buttocks.  It was marvellous to feel the hard powerful muscles of
Derek's bare front rubbing against his own naked front.  Derek
delighted in ramming his big stiff cock up through Scott's tight
arsehole past the hard muscles in Scott's groin and up into the soft
pleasures of Scott's bowels.  Scott was strong and willing and he
loved being fucked by Derek whom he saw as a tremendously powerful
and muscular he-man.  He relished Derek's overwhelming masculinity
and the way it seemed to rub off on him.  Derek poured energy into
him and to Scott, Derek's penis felt like a red-hot poker aglow with
fiery energy.

Suddenly Scott went rigid.  He arched his back as a mighty orgasm
seized hold of him.  His groin churned and boiled painfully,
compressed as it was by Derek's long fat cock up his arsehole.  He
was ecstatic as his spunk boiled up through his penis and squirted
out all over his and Derek's fronts.  Derek keep on vigorously
thrusting his cock deep into Scott's body and pumping energy into
him, intensifying and prolonging Scott's orgasm considerably.  It was
a tremendous experience for Scott with Derek keeping on fucking him
while he was having an orgasm.  Finally, Derek released his own
orgasm and it exploded into orgiastic rapture.  He thrust his penis
as deep into Scott's torso as it would go and his semen squirted deep
into Scott's beautiful naked muscular torso which was rigid and
arched back in the earth-shaking throes of his own orgasm that ran on
and on.  Derek clasped Scott's chest in a bear hug and pressed his
mouth against the thick hard pectoral muscles.  Scott screamed in
sheer ecstasy as his orgasm melded with Derek's, intensifying into a
glorious pillar of fire.  His consciousness blurred.  His mind folded
out in its glorious ecstatic state where telepathy could be switched
on.  His body was flooded by the overwhelming flood of pure rapturous
love.  Derek was in a state of wonderful ecstatic joy as his cock
squirted copious amounts of semen deep into Scott's glorious muscly
body.  This was as good as it gets.  It was sheer rapture to have his
ejaculating penis thrust deep into Scott's torso while Scott remained
rigid in the grip of a tremendous orgasm.  Derek knew he loved Scott
and it was going to be fantastic to have sex with him back in the
main time-line.

After what seemed a very long time filled with unbridled rampant
pleasuring of lust, the combined orgasms wound down to an end.
Scott's body relaxed as the orgasmic seizure passed.  Scott looked up
at Derek with wild blue eyes.  Derek kissed him on the lips tenderly
and full of love.  He regretted that he could not switch on Scott's
telepathic sense in this time-line.  It might be beautiful but it
would be cruel to do that and leave him behind in the stub time-line
that they were in now when Derek left.  For a little while, they just
lay together clasped in each other's arms.  Derek and Scott kissed.
Derek ran his hand through Scott's black curly hair and massaged his
strong neck.

"Oh wow!" exclaimed Scott.  "That fuck was fantastic.  Let's do it
again."

Derek's penis was still stiff and hard up inside Scott's torso.  He
responded by rhythmically thrusting his cock into Scott's arsehole
once more.  Scott luxuriated in the feeling of Derek's big thick hard
cock thrusting up into his anus.  It was sheer joy.  He grabbed hold
of Derek's body delighting in feeling the thick hard strong muscles
of Derek's back and shoulders through the material of his overalls.
Derek's naked front rubbed against his own.  Derek felt like a solid
mass of power.

Derek revelled in stimulating so much intense sexual pleasure in
Scott who was really getting off on his powerful body.  Scott had a
big strong muscular body himself, which filled Derek with lust.
Scott was beautiful.  It was marvellous to be able to slake his lust
for Scott in such an enjoyable way.  Scott's arsehole was lovely and
tight and his whole body was tight and firm and bulging with strong
muscles.

Once more Scott roared into orgasm.  He ejaculated copious amounts of
spunk all over their semen-slicked and oily fronts.  Derek thrust his
penis deep into Scott's bowels and thundered into orgasm as well.  It
was marvellous for Derek to feel Scott's orgasm exploding like a
fireworks show along with his own.  Scott was wrapped tight around
Derek's penis as it was thrust deep into his body.  It was like
firestorm gripping them both.  It went on and on.

Meanwhile back at the Reeves house, Robert had become very suspicious
about his little brother's activities.  After Scott had left, Robert
resolved to investigate.  The first place where he decided to look
for Scott was Derek's garage because that was where Scott had been
hanging around before.  He did not go directly to Valley Road because
he may have been seen.  Instead he drove his Holden utility over to
the new development at Penny Lane and parked it there because it was
the part of town closest to the old garage on Valley Road.  He got
out of his utility and walked through the forest towards Valley Road.

Finally Derek's and Scott's combined orgasms ended.  They lay quietly
together on the bed with Derek on top of Scott.  They hugged and
kissed, filled with the golden afterglow of glorious sex.

Robert Reeves rapidly strode a couple of kilometres (about a mile)
through the forest until the old garage was in sight.  When he got a
little closer, he could see clearly Scott's bright orange old Ford
utility parked around at the back of the garage out of sight of
Valley Road.  He felt a glow of triumph at being proved right as well
as a grim anger that Scott was having a relationship with Derek.  So
maybe Derek was a queer after all.  Rob realised that he had better
make certain of Scott's activities with Derek before making
accusations.  He decided to climb up a gum tree and see if he could
look into the loft.  He was glad he had brought his binoculars.

Scott wriggled happily underneath Derek who kissed him tenderly.
Derek had telepathically picked up Robert's mind outside and he knew
that the denouement was coming.  Robert the nemesis was climbing up a
gum tree outside to look into the loft with his binoculars.  Hal and
Derek's other invisible friends advised Derek to do nothing about
Robert and leave it all to them.  They were all going to have an
entertaining time.  However, Derek did feel a tremor of apprehension.

Completely unaware, Scott looked at Derek with a cheeky grin that
made Derek melt.

"My turn to fuck you, Mr Muscles," Scott said with a laugh.

Derek readily agreed.

"You have got lovely big strong muscles, too, Scott," said Derek with
passion.  "You are absolutely gorgeous.  You have a fantastic body.
Don't forget that ever.  You are the loveliest, most beautiful,
hunkiest muscle stud ever and I love you."

Scott grinned happily.  "I love you too," he said.

Derek's overalls were soaked with Scott's semen and were getting a
little uncomfortable so he removed them.  They did not have a slit in
the seat so Derek would have had to take them off anyway.  They both
removed their boots as well, then lay back naked on the bed together.
Derek's body was slick and shiny as if it had been covered with oil
and soap.  It felt wonderfully slippery and smooth.  Scott's body was
well oiled up so his smooth skin glistened and shone.  While they
kissed, they ran their hands over each other's bodies celebrating
each other's big muscles.  Their passions rose again as they rubbed
against each other, feeling each other all over.

Robert climbed up a gum tree about a hundred yards away from Derek's
garage until he was high enough to see into the loft through the
windows.  He put his binoculars to his eyes and could see clearly
that both his brother and Derek were writhing naked on the bed
together.  They were obviously indulging in passionate foreplay.
Robert watched with a horrid fascination.  Derek and Scott were
rubbing each other's penises, which had grown huge and stiff.  Robert
was amazed at just how huge his little brother's penis was.

Scott knelt up on the bed, hoisted Derek's muscular thighs up over
his shoulders and pressed his cock head up against Derek's arsehole.
He bucked his hips and with the first push thrust his cock half way
into Derek's wondrously tight and force field lubricated anus.  With
a few more thrusts, his cock was imbedded up to the hilt in Derek's
arsehole.  His cock felt so nice and big and fat inside Derek as
Scott thrust it willing and vigorously into Derek's body that Derek
was in rapturous transports of delight.  Scott lay down on top of
Derek's body and thrust his cock repeatedly into Derek's gloriously
muscular body; he loved Derek's big muscles and it made him terribly
horny.  It was just fantastic to be thrusting his stiff hard cock
into this splendid muscleman who was really getting off on him.

Robert watched with horror as his brother fucked Derek with great
enjoyment.  His eyes were glued to the binoculars.  He could not
believe them.  Scott had his strong arms wrapped around Derek's
chest.  Derek had his arms wrapped around Scott's shoulders and
clasping his back while his legs were wrapped around Scott's waist.
He was really enjoying this.  He was telepathically aware of Robert
staring at them through the window and his ardour was spurred on by
the tumult of shock and horrid fascination in Robert's mind.  Hal and
his other invisible friends advised Derek to do nothing about Robert
yet, but just to enjoy this last fuck with Scott.  Derek was spurred
on by Scott's sheer enjoyment of fucking his muscular body as hard
and as deep as he could.  Scott was lost in rapture.  He really
enjoyed thrusting his really stiff hard cock into Derek's tight and
wonderfully well lubricated anus up past the hard muscles of Derek's
lower pelvis up into the soft pleasures of Derek's bowel in the
centre of his torso covered with big hard muscles.

Robert watched them fucking from his perch in the gum tree.  Then he
pulled out his mobile phone and dialled home.  He waited impatiently
as the phone rang.  His father answered and Robert quietly and
urgently told him what Scott and Derek were doing.  Max had
difficulty understanding the situation.  His mind rebelled at
accepting the information that Rob was passing to him.  Eventually
Max agreed to do something.  He would gather together Matt, his
eldest son, Mick Shanahan, Mick's two eldest sons Shane and Shaun and
also their boarder, Douglas Lugg or Doug the Thug as he was known; he
also worked for Max.  Then Max would call up the local policeman,
Sergeant Kym Rowling.  Rob was to sit tight for the moment.  Someone
would ring him when the posse arrived at the garage.  Rob turned off
the ring tone of his phone and set it to vibrate instead.

Through his binoculars Robert went on watching Scott and Derek
enthusiastically copulating.  He could see every detail.  His cock
started to stiffen.  Angrily he fought down his arousal.  He was no
poofter.  He was not like that poofter bastard Derek who had led his
little brother astray.

Scott was really enjoying himself thrusting his stiff cock into
Derek's arsehole.  Derek poured energy into Scott, spurring him on.
Scott felt as though he was on fire with passion.  This was joy
beyond compare.  He loved Derek and he revelled in Derek's love of
him.  Scott roared into a humungous orgasm; he thrust his huge big
fat cock as deep in Derek as it was possible to go; his powerful body
went rigid and hard; his groin churned and contracted and his hot
semen gushed out of his cock into Derek's torso.  That was quite
enough to tip Derek into a thunderous explosion of an orgasm.  His
muscular body went into a rigid spasm and his anus clamped tight on
Scott's penis that was thrust up into his rectum.  His cock spurted
forth copious amounts of spunk all over his and Scott's fronts as
they clasped each with fervent passion.  Derek pumped energy into
Scott prolonging his orgasm, sending Scott into the highest pitch of
pleasure.

Robert watched his brother and Derek locked together in the throes of
a tremendous orgasm.  Derek was arched back with his mouth open in a
scream of the utmost joy while Scott had his cock rammed into Derek's
arsehole as far as it would go and Derek was loving every bit of it.
His mind was a tumult of conflicting impulses.  His cock was stiff
and hard now through watching the two young men clasped naked
together in orgasmic embrace.  He was angry with himself as his cock
begged for release.  He fought down the impulse to masturbate.

Time passed.  After about half an hour the two lovers' enormous
orgasms faded to a close.  They remained clasped together in a loving
embrace kissing tenderly.  Scott's cock remained stiff up Derek's
anus and Derek was keen to keep it there.

Hal suggested to Derek that when the posse charged in, Derek
refrained from using any obvious super powers.  Derek was to be
strong and fight hard and quickly, but not to display super powers
like invulnerability, flying and throwing lightning bolts.  Hal and
the others were planning an amusing entertainment for the edification
and mortification of the posse.

Robert watched in disbelief as his brother and Derek remained locked
together in orgasmic bliss for so long.  His mobile phone vibrated in
his pocket stimulating his hard cock that refused to go down.  It was
his father to tell him that the posse would arrive just down the road
from the garage in five minutes.  He quickly climbed down the tree
and walked grimly through the forest around the garage to join them.
They were all strong muscular men except for Greg Lane, a thin wiry
man who was one of Max's labourers and the fat Sergeant Rowling.  The
policeman led the charge into the garage.

The gang of men thundered up both sets of stairs and burst into the
loft.  Scott was seized by rough hands and pulled off Derek.  He was
held by his eldest brother and Greg Lane while his father berated him
furiously.  Scott stared back at his father with a cold look of anger
and contempt that chilled Max to the core.  Scott's blue eyes were
like chips of icebergs.

Meanwhile Derek was dragged off the bed by Robert, Shane, Shaun and
Doug the Thug.  Naked, he was held firmly by Shane and Doug.

Robert stood before him with his fist drawn back ready to punch.

"I'm gonna mess your pretty poofter face up real good," he snarled in
a rage.  "I'll teach you to screw around with my little brother."

As he started to swing his fist towards Derek, Derek lashed out with
a foot and kicked Robert hard in the belly.  Robert grunted and fell
back onto the floor as intense pain exploded in his guts.  Derek felt
Robert's pain telepathically but he hardened his heart.  It serves
the gay bashing bastard right.  Mercilessly, Derek brought his foot
back hard and kicked Shane in the leg just under the kneecap.  The
resulting muscle spasm caused Shane to scream in agony and let go
Derek's arm.  The wave of pain from Shane shrieked through Derek's
mind but Derek was ruthless.  Derek immediately whipped his fist
around and punched Doug the Thug hard in the side of the head.  The
big, heavily built young man dropped unconscious like a pole-axed
steer onto the floor.  His mind just switched off like a light from
the force of the blow.  Robert lay curled up on the floor gasping and
holding his belly.  He was in too much pain to cry out.  Shane also
fell to the floor clutching his leg and screaming like a tortured
dog.  Derek stood over the three bodies on the floor.  His muscles
bulged powerfully.  He was angry and he was surprised at how easy it
was to deal with his three attackers.

Sergeant Kym Rowling immediately drew his gun when he saw how easily
Derek disposed of the three men.  Shaun hesitated, then drew back
from Derek.  That muscular poofter was too bloody dangerous.
Sergeant Rowling held his gun firmly in both hands and pointed it at
Derek as Derek started to advance towards Shaun who shrank back in
fear.

"Freeze," yelled the fat policeman.  "Raise your hands slowly."

Derek looked at the Police Special .357 Magnum revolver that Rowling
was pointing at him.  Derek was invulnerable, but Hal was keen for
Derek not to spoil the amusement he had planned.  Derek obeyed.

Max was distracted from his tirade by Shane's screaming and turned
around.  He saw his son Robert writhing soundlessly in pure agony on
the floor and Shane looked as if Derek had broken his leg.  Doug was
sprawled unconscious on the floor.  Mick Shanahan ran over to his
screaming son in a panic.  Max ran over towards them and stood in
between Derek and Kym like a confused bull.

"You bastard," he shouted at Derek, his voice thick with fury.  "Are
you happy now?  You've fucked up my boy and now you go smashing up my
other son and two good men too.  Scott's only seventeen, he's only a
boy and you've screwed him up good and proper, you fucking
paedophile.  I hope you rot in jail."

Derek looked at Max expressionlessly.

The thought of big strong Scott being a paedophile's victim seemed
funny to Greg.  As he held onto Scott's powerfully muscled arm, he
started giggling.

"Max," yelled Kym in frustration.  "Get out of the bloody way.  I
need to get a clear shot."

Thinking that Kym wanted to shoot Derek, Scott let out a yell of
anguish.  He kicked his brother Matt hard in the shin.  Matt yelped
in pain and dropped Scott's arm.  Scott easily tore himself away from
Greg who was still giggling.  He ran over to Derek.  Max backed
uncertainly out of Kym's line of fire.  Matt hobbled painfully over
towards them, angrily yelling a string of vituperative expletives.
Scott positioned himself him between Derek and Kym's gun.  He held
Derek behind him.

"If you gonna kill Derek, you've gotta kill me first," Scott shouted
at Kym with passion.  "If he dies, I die too.  I love Derek and I
will die to save him."

Max put his head in his hands in dismay.  He sobbed once.

"Dear Jesus," he muttered.  "What do I do now?"

Invisible, Hal sent out a healing vibration to Shane and the painful
muscle spasm in Shane's leg eased rapidly.  His father sighed with
relief as Shane sat up.  He stood up and went over to Max.

"Max, I've got something to say to you right now," said Mick.
"Scottie is so like Big Mattie, your late brother, it breaks my heart
even now.  Scottie and Derek are like me and Mattie when we were in
Vietnam together."

Max stared at Mick.

"What do you mean?" he asked quietly.

Mick shuffled uncomfortably.  "Well," he said to Max quickly.  "Your
brother Matt and I were lovers when we were in Vietnam."

"You mean you and Uncle Matt were poofter buddies?" asked Matt in
amazement as he stood next to his father.

"Shut up, Mattie," snarled Max at his son.  "Go on, Mick."

"I really used to love it when Big Matt used to fuck me up the arse,"
said Mick.  "It really was the most beautiful thing in the world.
And it was all my fault that Matt died.  He died saving me.  He saved
my life and got killed for it.  It was all my fault."

Mick sank down on his knees crying.  His body shook with sobs.

"Max, don't be hard on Scottie.  He looks just so much like Matt it's
not funny.  It is just so beautiful like when Matt and I were lovers.
And now Matt's dead.  Don't let it be like that with Scottie, please.
I tell you, Matt was the bravest fucking soldier in Vietnam.  He was
scared of nothing.  He was so big and brave and strong.  I just loved
him so much and he died saving me.  He bloody died in my arms."

Mick shook with gusts of weeping.

Shane and Shaun looked at their father dumbstruck with horror.  There
was silence in the loft broken only by Mick's weeping and Robert's
whimpering in pain as he lay curled up on the floor.  Kym lowered his
gun uncertainly.  Matt stared at Mick.  Greg grinned foolishly.

Max spoke.  "You mean, Mick, that you've been keeping all this
bottled up inside you for over thirty years?" he said gently.  "It's
no bloody wonder that you've been hitting the booze so much all these
years.  You're a bloody idiot!  You reckon it's your fault my brother
died.  Well, mate, that was not what I was told."

Mick looked up at Max uncertainly.

Max continued.  "When your battalion came back to Australia in 1970,
your commanding officer came to see me and my parents here in
Ringtail Springs.  I remember he was a young bloke called Lieutenant
William Powers.  I was only seventeen then and still at school.  You
were still in hospital.  He said that my brother Matt saved the whole
platoon when it was caught in an ambush by a North Vietnamese Army
company.  You and your mates were greatly outnumbered.  Mattie held
the little yellow bastards off with his machine gun while the
helicopters came and rescued you and your platoon.  There were a few
casualties that day.  You, you silly brave bastard, went and dragged
Matt back to the chopper and copped a few bullets in the process.  It
was a bloody shame he died before they could get back to base.  He
was really badly wounded.  Lieutenant Powers said it was extremely
brave of you.  He said that you and Matt were the two best and
bravest and most courageous soldiers that he had ever seen.  The Viet
Cong used to turn tail and run when they saw you two.  He said it was
a really great privilege to have you two under his command.  You were
just wonderful guys.  In fact, he told me and Mum and Dad that he
wanted to recommend Matt and you for a Victoria Cross.  Mickey, I
wish you had told me sooner.  Look, it's bit of a shock now, but I do
understand about you and Matt.  I realise now that Scott takes after
his uncle Matt in more ways than one, because I found out years ago
that Matt had fucked a couple of other guys before you and he went
off to Vietnam.  Lieutenant Powers said that you and Matt saved his
life several times.  He owed his life to you."

Max put a comforting hand on Mick's shoulder.

Derek realised that the lieutenant whom Max spoke of was his father.
He knew that now was not the time to say anything.  There was silence
in the loft.  Derek had a sense of Hal flipping out and back in to
existence; Hal had jumped out of this time-line to do something and
had returned a split second later.

Scott turned his back to Kym who was still trying to absorb Mick's
revelation.  Scott held Derek tight and kissed him passionately on
the lips.  Derek responded with fervour.

A deep rumble like an earthquake shook the loft.  A dazzlingly bright
vertical line of light appeared in the middle of the loft.  Chords of
warm, uplifting, joyous and majestic music swelled into the loft.
The blazing line opened out into a big round portal.  Singing angels
flew out into the loft followed by a procession of human figures.
Derek recognised Wolf, Peter, Paul, Scooter, Kevin and Big Dick who
were all wearing long white robes.  They were followed by a tall
woman of regal appearance and the most marvellous beauty.  She was
wearing sky-blue robes and long blonde hair flowed behind her.  Derek
stared at her in amazement when he perceived telepathically that she
was Hal transformed into a woman of saintly beauty and noble bearing.
Derek was astonished at his audacity and inventiveness.  How had he
managed to persuade the angels to participate?  Muscular white-robed
seraphim settled into serried ranks around the loft, while small
child-like cherubim flew hither and thither checking out the humans.

Derek: << Hal, you look like the Fairy Godmother. >>

Hal with well-concealed amusement: << Be quiet, you impudent boy.
But I am, for now. >>

Derek was surprised by the blueness of her eyes.

The other men gaped in utter astonishment and bewilderment tinged
with fear.  Scott held Derek's hand tightly, drawing courage from
him.  The woman who was Hal went over to Robert who was still curled
up on the floor whimpering in pain.  She bent down and rubbed his
belly.  The stabbing pain vanished instantly.  Robert looked up at
her with dumb relief and gratitude like a dog.

There was a groan from Douglas as consciousness started to return.
He struggled to get up.  His head throbbed painfully.  He passed out
again and collapsed back onto the floor.

Hal: << Derek, you certainly hit the big fellow hard. >>

She bent down over Doug and put her hands on his head.  His
consciousness cleared and his headache stopped immediately.  He sat
up and looked up at her with open-mouthed amazement.

To Matt, Hal sent a pink glowing ball of energy.  It touched his shin
and the pain where Scott had kicked him disappeared.  Matt looked at
her with silent worshipful gratitude.

A cherub flew over to Kym and touched his revolver.

"That weapon is nasty and dangerous.  A good man has no need for such
a thing."

The gun liquefied and poured like cold mercury through Kym's fingers
onto the floor with a wet plop.  It formed a silvery puddle at his
feet.  The plastic handles floated in the middle.  It solidified
quickly.  Kym stared in utter bewilderment.

"What am I going to do?  What am I going to tell my superiors?" he
wailed.

The cherub laughed.  "I'm sure an intelligent man like you can think
of something.  You could always try telling the truth."

"They'd all think I'd gone completely mad."

"You have a crowd of witnesses to support your story," was the
cherub's reply.  "You can show your superiors what remains of your
gun."

Mick was still on his knees.  He started babbling the 'Ave Maria' in
Latin.  Hal smiled at him sweetly.

"I do understand English, Mick," Hal said in a sweet, sonorous and
nobly accented voice.  "But I am not the Virgin Mary."

"Who are you, then?" asked Mick.  "What are you?"

"I am Hildegard," replied Hal.  "I am a person whose privilege and
pleasure is to serve the Lord God and His Son the Lord Jesus Christ
for all eternity."

"Oh Blessed Holy Presence, have mercy on me, most miserable sinner,"
cried Mick.

"Love is a beautiful, precious and ennobling gift," said Hal-
Hildegard.  "It is not to be disregarded, whatever form it takes.
Mick, it is sad indeed that your love for Matthew has caused you such
torment.  From now on, be free of that torment.  Hold the memory of
your love for Matthew, your dead comrade and lover with joy and
gladness.  And remember that you now have the love of a good woman,
your wife Shirley, who has stuck with you through thick and thin, for
richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health for twenty-five years.
Honour and love her.  You also have fathered four fine, strong,
healthy sons, Shane, Shaun, Shannon and Shamus.  They too need your
love and care.  Be a loving father for them."

Hildegard turned to Max.  "You are a good man.  It is clear that you
love your son Scott.  Of all your seven children, he is the one who
most needs his freedom.  Max, let him spread his mighty pinions and
soar like an eagle into the firmament.  Do not keep him caged.  Let
him grow and be strong.  Will not it be a glorious thing when he
returns to you of his own free will because he loves you his father,
your wife his mother, and his brothers and sisters?"

Hildegard looked at Robert who was on his feet now.  "Do not let fear
of homosexuality sour your life or blind you to the friendship or
even the love of another man.  Love is a many-splendoured thing.
Never condemn love, no matter what form it takes."

She looked at Scott and Derek still holding hands.  "Love is indeed a
beautiful and wonderful thing.  Scott, it is clear that you love
Derek so much that you are willing to die for him.  Derek is very
fortunate to have the love of such a beautiful man.  May you stay
strong and beautiful for ever."

Hildegard addressed the men as one.  "Remember this, my friends, that
love is the greatest gift that Our Loving Father in Heaven has
bestowed upon us.  Love is not just for the lucky and the strong; it
is for everyone."

She continued.  "The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of
God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit, be with us all evermore."

With that, she turned towards the portal.  The music swelled into
prominence once more as the seven processed into it.  The silent
angels broke ranks and flew through the portal.

Hal-Hildegard: << Derek, we're closing the portal now.  You need to
come back to the main time-line as soon as we are gone.  Do not
delay, otherwise it will only make things harder for you. >>

The portal closed.  The bright thin line vanished.  Derek hugged
Scott with tears streaming from his eyes.  He hated what he was about
to do.  Scott put his arms around him and kissed him tenderly,
perplexed by his tears.

With a horrid wrench, Derek jumped out of the stub time-line.  In
that instant Scott and all the rest of the stub universe vanished out
of existence.  Derek lingered in the grey misty in-between for a
while.  He looked at the last frozen instant of that stub time-line
in Scott's arms with profound regret.  He loved Scott very much.  He
knew that Scott loved him deeply, so much so that he was willing to
lay down his life for Derek.  Derek's heart was heavy with the pain
of relinquished love.

Wise old Hal was right.  The longer Derek would have delayed
departure, the more difficult it would be.  Derek realised that Hal
and the others had already gone back to the main time-line more than
three weeks in the future.  Derek recognised that he loved Hal still
very much indeed.  Hal had done so much for him in helping him become
a superman and if Derek was to do the same for Scott, there was still
much he had to learn from Hal.  Hal was willing to teach him, dear
old indestructible, superhuman, loving, wise and noble Hal.  And he
was still the best lover Derek had ever had.

Scott had the potential to grow into a remarkable human being.  For
Derek to be able to facilitate that, it was clear that Scott had to
be away from his family for at least a few weeks.

Derek sighed and jumped into the main time-line, rejoining his
friends a few seconds after they had arrived back at the time from
which they had come three weeks later.  He buried his teary face in
Hal's huge hairy chest.  He loved Hal and he was glad that Hal had
reverted to his big heavily muscled male form.  He had been
disconcerted by Hal appearing as Hildegard.

The other supermen had reverted back to their physical forms.  Derek
grew back to the 6'1" 300-lb muscle monster with the 24-inch biceps
that he had been before.  Kevin expressed some chagrin when Derek
expanded; he had come to like Derek as the muscular 240-lb hunk he
had been in the stub time-lime when he had been having sex with
Scott.

Kevin: << However, Derek, you'd be extremely hot and sexy no matter
what size you are, provided you didn't get too big. >>

Hal: << I agree. >>

Derek sighed, full of regret at leaving Scott in the stub time-line.

<< You know, I really fell in love with that guy. >>

Hal: << And Scott fell completely in love with you.  He was prepared
to die for you, that was how much he loved you.  That takes real guts
to stand in front of someone pointing a gun.  He has got guts and
balls.  He is really special and it is going to be really easy for
you to switch on his telepathic sense.  His mind just opened up
beautifully when you were fucking him.  He really is ready to be
switched on.  But you can do that soon enough when you're ready. >>

Andy: << I got the impression, Derek, that Scott was willing to drown
himself in the river of your love.  He wanted total immersion in you.
That's a good thing when you want to turn on his telepathy. >>

Big Dick: << It's interesting how the family history came out.  Max
Reeves did not know of his brother's affair with Mick Shanahan in
Vietnam.  However, he did wonder if something like that been going on
between Mick and Matt.  He's certainly not stupid.  Mick had kept it
to himself all these years.  No-one else here knew about it.  Derek,
I wonder if your father knew about it because he was their commanding
officer in Vietnam.  He might have. >>

Derek shrugged.  He did not know.

Hal: << Interesting thought though. >>

Wolf: << The others were shocked out of their brains when Mick made
his confession to Scott's father.  It was funny watching those big
muscly labourers standing there open-mouthed with shock. >>

Big Dick: << I reckon it might have been the opening Max was, or
rather is, waiting for.  He suspected that there was more to the
story than Mick was telling him.  He took it very well. >>

Kevin: << Young Robert is bit of a worry.  He's a right homophobe.  I
get the sense he's like that because he was such a pretty boy when he
was young, the other boys teased him, so he had to prove how tough he
was and he was no sissy.  It's made him a bit ugly unfortunately. >>

Hal: << What this exercise has shown is that Scott is ready for
transformation into a superman.  However, Derek, to be successful,
you will have to get him away from his family for a while.  Robert is
likely to present a real problem as we have demonstrated and the
others will follow his lead.  It's going to be a challenge, but,
Derek, you will soon be ready to meet it.  You will acquire a real
bag of tricks. >> - <+ Amusement +>

Derek: << Hal, how did you managed to get the angels to take part in
your entertainment? >>

As he sent that thought, he realised that there was a ninth member of
their group.  Hal indicated the huge, massively powerful form of the
Archangel Michael standing next to him.  The archangel almost dwarfed
Hal.  He had made his wings vanish and looked like a very big and
powerful human being.

Michael: << I am quite willing to help Hal with most of his requests.
I think this was a useful exercise to demonstrate the power of love
to you.  Therefore I gave permission for the angels to participate in
this demonstration.  Their presence gave the exercise a strong
impact. >>

Derek realised with surprise that the archangel liked him.  Michael
had been impressed by Derek's courage in facing the horde of demons
that had been cleansed from the hotel.  Derek looked at him in awe.
Michael was indeed a great and noble being of impossibly great age
and wisdom.  He was a fully developed god-archangel who was one of
the Lord God's most senior assistants, a most exalted being.  And he
was Hal's mentor.

The archangel put his arm on Derek's shoulder kindly.

<< You are worth taking trouble over.  Most humans are. >>

Derek: << Hal, you just blew me away when you appeared looking like
Cate Blanchett.  You looked so pure and holy and virginal, it's no
wonder Mick Shanahan thought you were the Virgin Mary.  You, of all
people, you old dog! >>

There was laughter all round.  Michael gave Derek's shoulder a
friendly squeeze.

Andy: << Derek, you got any idea what you are going to do with the
old pub you own next door that you've got all boarded up on the
outside? >>

Derek: << Nup. >>

Paul: << It'd be a great place for a small community. >>

Andy: << I agree. >>

Hal: << Give him a chance, fellows.  Derek has only just become a
superman.  He needs time to think things through. >>

Paul: << The building looks and feels as sound as a bell, especially
considering it was built the century before last. >>

Hal: << When Derek and I initiated the clean out from the hotel of
the ghoulies and ghosties and other assorted nasties that go bump in
the night, the angels who came along and did the job, completely
rejuvenated the building's structure when they were removing all the
bad energies from its fabric.  It would probably last at least
another couple of hundred years now.  It really is as good as new
now. >>

Kevin: << Except it needs a coat of paint. >>

Michael: << We can't make the supernatural phenomenon too obvious. >>

Derek: << I kind of like the idea of a community here though. >>

Michael: << Good! >>

Hal: << Derek, you are still coming with me to the Mount Remarkable
community, aren't you? >>

Derek: << Sure thing, mate.  I really appreciate someone like you
showing me the ropes. >>

Hal: << Good, that's settled, then. >>

Wolf: << Hal, are you going to train Derek up as a prior? >>

Hal: << Maybe, if he wants. >>

Derek looked at Hal in wonderment.  Things were moving along rather
too quickly.  This was a complete surprise from Hal that he
considered Derek as a potential prior.  Derek shook his head in
disbelief.

Hal put a friendly arm around Derek's shoulders.

<< Don't worry, Derek.  It's not an onerous job and someone should
fill the position.  The prior is elected by the membership of the
community.  It is basically being the person who keeps an eye over
the community as a whole.  The communities run themselves without
much effort from the prior.  I see no reason why a community here
should be an exception. >>

Big Dick grinned cheerfully. << Basically, someone's got to be the
mug. >>

Derek smiled weakly.

Hal: << Fear not, it's not that bad.  You are the public spokesperson
for the community.  In the public's eyes, you are the head of the
community.  However, it is a titular role as far as the community is
concerned.  There is no bossing people around.  We're all telepaths.
We are all equal.  People do what needs to be done.  That's the way
it works. >>

Derek understood the concept as it flowed from Hal's mind.

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