Date: Thu, 10 Jun 2004 16:50:03 +1000 (EST)
From: "[iso-8859-1] Wombat" <bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: 'The Old Valley Road Hotel #25' {Wombat} ( MM SciFi Anal Size Musc Biker ) [ 25 ! 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 25: Pub Night.
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In the afternoon of the following day, which was a Saturday, Hal's
six friends rode away from Derek's garage with an echoing roar from
their powerful motor bikes. When they reached a lonely spot on the
road to Gundagai, they all vanished as they jumped to their various
destinations.
Derek and Hal stood alone together outside the garage after
farewelling them. They felt the six jumping away through the higher
dimensions. Derek put his muscular arm affectionately around Hal's
broad, massively muscled, sloping shoulders. Hal felt like a mighty
bronzed bearded muscle god. Indeed he was. He was like Hercules; he
was so massively muscular, mighty and strong. He was the mighty
warrior king. He was the Muscle King who had come to fuck him.
Derek: << Whew! What a ride it's been with them! They only arrived
the day before yesterday and it feels like I've been with them
forever. I've never had so much fun and fucking as with you and your
friends. I've never had such beautiful and wonderful sex in so many
ways. I've never been so wonderfully loved before. It's been
absolutely incredible. And I just love you so much. What a
fantastic crew of friends you have, Hal! >>
<< But wait. There's more. Thousands more. You're one of a very
special bunch now, Derek. >>
<< I wish I could have gone away with them and with you. >>
Hal looked at Derek with a wicked grin.
<< Don't you want work some of that old sex magic on that luscious
young hunk Scott Reeves and turn him into a telepath? We've got to
set things up for that to happen. You can't just walk in and fuck
him. We've already demonstrated that. >>
Derek agreed. He could see the clever plans forming inside Hal's
mind and was filled with admiration. Hal was like a subtle and wily
old wizard but he was much more than that; he was a god. Admittedly
he was very much a junior as gods go but to Derek he was amazingly
clever, resourceful, intelligent, subtle and loving.
Hal had tuned into the fact that Max Reeves, Scott's father, and Kym
Rowling, the policeman, were having a few quiet beers at the Lion and
Unicorn Hotel in Ringtail Springs. With exquisite dexterity, Hal set
up a clever demonstration.
Hal: << You and I are going out to dinner this Saturday evening at
the Lion and Unicorn. You and I are going to make quite an
impression tonight. >>
Hal looked up and down at Derek's tanned and powerfully muscled body
clad in only a teensy-weensy pair of tight white shorts. Derek's big
cock and balls bulged through the fabric in the crutch. Hal grinned.
<< Not that sort of impression. You need to dress up. >>
Derek: << What! In a penguin suit? >>
Hal formed a picture in his mind of Derek dressed up in an evening
suit complete with black bow tie and laughed at the thought of going
to dinner at the pub dressed like that. He erased the picture and
replaced it with a picture of Derek clad in a short-sleeved button-up
shirt of a beautiful deep cobalt blue colour, a fawn pair of moleskin
slacks and brown leather boots. Derek's huge arm muscles bulged
powerfully under the short sleeves of the close-fitting tailored
shirt. Inside the shirt his torso looked magnificent as it tapered
in a convex curve from his broad thickly muscled shoulders to his
slim muscular waist. His perfect round and muscular buttocks and
thick muscular thighs looked poured into an expensively tailored and
close-fitting pair of fawn moleskins. He looked a stunningly good-
looking and hunky muscle stud with expensive tastes.
Derek protested: << I'd look like some wealthy old college boy who's
seriously taken up bodybuilding. I'd look like some posh city
slicker dressing for the life in the country instead of wearing a
suit or else one of the sons of the local landed gentry. >>
<< That's the idea. Anyway, you are a Lord Kitchener old boy, are
you not? Some people here know that. You need to be seen to be
someone who's taken seriously. In the shape you are in now, you'll
attract attention no matter how you're dressed. You might as well
make a good impression. Clothes matter. >>
Derek could see the point and agreed. Hal's plan was subtle and he
paid attention to detail. He asked what Hal would wear.
Hal pictured himself in a fairly new pair of close-fitting denim
jeans and a khaki long-sleeved army surplus shirt that had the excess
material around the waist trimmed off by a loving seamstress so that
the shirt was a snug fit on Hal's massively muscular torso. The
sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. His huge muscles bulged
powerfully through the material.
Derek snorted derisively. << I thought clothes matter! You look
like a bloody bushie. >>
<< That's the idea. I look like your mate, the rustic gentleman
who's come off his farm somewhere in the sticks. I may look rough
and ready with a beard and huge muscles and all that, but I'm OK.
People will trust me. They will know that I'm not a dangerous sort
of guy despite the fact that I'm built like a grizzly bear. But I'm
also not an important sort of guy. I'm just Derek's mate from
somewhere in the bush. >>
Derek laughed. He could see it all now. Everybody would be ogling
Derek the champion show stallion while they would be paying less
attention to Hal who would sitting in the background quietly
manipulating the interactions with his telepathic ability.
A short while later in the loft, Derek created the clothes out of
nothingness. He created the thought form of the clothes he was going
to wear and filled the thought form with substance. The blue short-
sleeved shirt, the fawn moleskins and the brown boots appeared on the
table out of thin air.
Derek put on the clothes and met with raucous cheers of approval from
Hal who considered that Derek looked a really hot hunk of spunk.
Hal: << Mate, you are really going to turn heads tonight. People are
really going to be enthralled by your muscles. >>
Hal pulled his clothes out of his sausage bag that appeared to have a
far greater capacity than it looked on the outside. He put the
clothes on.
Derek drove Hal down to the town in his Pajero. It was evening but
still broad daylight. They parked outside the Lion and Unicorn Hotel
in High Street. The building was a substantial two-storey brick and
stone structure that dominated the intersection of High Street and
Denison Street opposite the Post Office. Wide deep verandahs covered
the two street frontages.
Derek and Hal entered the front bar of the hotel. People turned and
stared.
The two supermen caught all manner of thoughts and whispered comments
from around the bar.
"Fuck! Have a decko at those two mountains of muscle that just
walked in!"
"Shit! Look at those muscles."
"Who're the dudes with the muscles?"
"Fuck me! What a gorgeous hunk of muscle!"
"Isn't that Derek What's-his-name who bought the old Valley Road
Hotel a couple of years back? Who's the gorilla with him?"
"He's bloody good-looking. Can't say that for his mate the gorilla."
"Christ! Have a captain cook at the muscle-god and his mate."
"Isn't that Derek Powers, the guy that old Liz Nelson from the
newsagency was wetting her pants over? His father's a major-general
in the army, I hear."
"I dunno, but I reckon that huge bugger with the beard is the huge
bikie I saw the copper talking to in High Street a couple of days
ago. And the guy with him must be his mate. Geez! They've both got
huge muscles."
"That's the muscleman I saw swaggering around the supermarket
yesterday."
"Yeah. I saw him at the butcher's yesterday too."
It was clear most of the town knew about Derek. Derek and Hal walked
up to the bar. The publican came up to them.
"G'day, Derek," he said confidently. "How're y'goin'?"
Derek replied then bought two pints of beer.
While the publican was pulling the pints, Derek introduced him to Hal
as he was bursting with curiosity to find out who Hal was. All Derek
told him was that Hal was a mate of his who had a station (ranch) in
the Flinders Ranges in South Australia.
The publican's name was Leo. Derek knew him as he had eaten at the
hotel many times before. Leo was a lean athletic man with brown hair
and brown eyes. Hal started spinning him a few yarns about the
Flinders Ranges, about shooting dingoes and feral goats. Leo lapped
it all up. Derek noticed Kym Rowling and Max Reeves further down the
bar. Both were deep in conversation with pints of beer in front of
them. Max caught Derek's eye briefly then resumed his conversation
with the policeman who was still in uniform.
Into the bar from one of the side rooms walked a girl. She was of
average good looks with short blonde hair. She attracted wolf
whistles from some of the men in the bar. Derek recognised her as
Cynthia McBride.
She breasted up to the bar and Leo served her straight away with a
whisky and coke.
She looked at Derek and Hal and she raised one eyebrow.
"So here's the pretty boy everybody's talking about with his mate the
mountain gorilla," she said.
Derek grinned wolfishly and replied: "You know, with a mouth like
yours, Cynthia, it's no wonder that Scottie Reeves gave you a black
eye."
A ripple of laughter ran around the bar. Cynthia reddened and
flounced out of the bar with her whiskey and coke in hand. The door
slammed behind her. Max Reeves caught Derek's eye again, grinned
broadly and raised his glass to Derek.
Looking flustered, Leo hurried to Derek.
"Christ, Derek, be careful," he said softly. "Her father is George
McBride. He's the local big man in town."
"I thought Max Reeves defeated him in the mayoral elections early
this year," Derek replied quietly.
"Yeah, but surely you know that George just got elected to Federal
Parliament in the Federal election last month. He's a real big shot,
he's filthy rich and he owns half this bloody town."
"Yeah, I do know that. But surely George McBride is a big enough man
not to have it in for people because his daughter can't take a joke."
Leo shrugged. "Whatever. But maybe you don't know that he and Max
Reeves aren't the best of mates, especially since Max defeated him as
mayor."
"Well, I have heard rumours to that effect. But why should that
matter? George McBride is the Liberal Party member for this area and
the Coalition is in power in Canberra. We have a Liberal Prime
Minister running the show. George is a man of influence, I know. He
now has a say in the running of the whole bloody country. Max runs
one small shire in the state of New South Wales."
Hal put in: "I hear on the grapevine he could be a cabinet minister
fairly soon."
Leo shrugged again. "He could be. But look, Derek, don't take
offence," he said anxiously. "But I just don't think you know the
politics of this town. Please be careful. I'm just warning you."
"It's OK. I'll be careful. But surely George McBride isn't going to
take offence because his daughter doesn't have a sense of humour. If
he does take offence, he's a lot smaller man than people think he
is."
Leo shrugged again. "But, just please, be careful."
"OK. Thanks for the tip."
Derek was very much aware of Hal's massively comforting presence
beside him. Hal was listening and watching, weighing the
consequences of all that was happening. He was comfortable with
Derek's conversation.
"By the way, Leo," Derek continued. "Isn't Cynthia a bit young to be
getting drinks in a bar."
Leo was getting a little irritable but he took care not to show it.
The big handsome muscleman was on dangerous ground and the publican
was nervous.
"She's just turned eighteen a couple of weeks ago. She's legal now.
It was a really big party her parents threw for her. Half the town
turned up. But of course you weren't invited."
Derek grinned cheerfully. "Oh well, I must be living in the wrong
half. Never mind."
Leo relaxed.
"What's on the menu?" rumbled Hal.
Leo indicated the menu over the bar. "Fancy a piece of rump?" he
asked with a leer.
"If you're talking about the piece who slammed the door not five
minutes ago, no thanks," said Derek. "I hear she's bit of a cow."
Leo rolled his eyes. Hal laughed merrily and slapped his thigh. He
was enjoying himself. Derek had put Leo on the defensive. Leo did
not know how to handle the big handsome muscleman who was obviously
quite intelligent.
Hal: << Derek, you'd better ease up on the poor bastard. You are
making him quite nervous. >>
Hal spoke to Leo in his genial amiable manner sending out good
vibrations. "I'll have one of those 500 gram pieces of rump steak
done rare and I'll have it with salad and chips, thanks."
Leo visibly relaxed. He liked the big bearded longhaired mountain of
a man instinctively. Hal struck him as a man one could trust. He
looked as if he could be an ex-soldier. Maybe he had served in the
army with Derek's father. Derek was different. He was a big,
powerful, extremely handsome, quick-witted, smart-arse muscleman.
Leo did not know what to make of him. That scared him. Maybe Hal
could restrain his high-spirited young stallion of a friend. Hal
looked about thirty, older than Derek and he had wise kind eyes.
Derek ordered the same as Hal and paid for them both. Leo went and
placed the orders to the kitchen.
Max and Kym gulped down the last of their beers and came over to
Derek and Hal. Derek noticed that the uniformed policeman was
looking glassy eyed and his mind was quite fuzzy. He had downed a
few too many beers. On the other hand, Max, a big strong fit-looking
man, was still quite sober. He had joined Kym at the bar only
recently. Max reached out and shook Derek by the hand.
"Thank you, Derek, for sticking up for young Scottie," he said
gratefully. "He has few friends in this town. He seems to like you
and you're of the few people who'll put up with his moods. Thank
you."
"No worries at all," replied Derek. "He's OK."
"That's really good to hear."
Derek felt Hal's relief. Derek had negotiated a tricky situation
well. Derek did not go overboard and praise Scott to the skies.
That would have made Max suspicious. They were off to a good start.
Derek introduced Hal to the mayor and the policeman. They shook
hands.
Kym burped loudly. Beer fumes wafted over the others. Max was about
to say something when Kym jumped in.
"I know who you are," he declared to Hal. His speech was starting to
slur. "You're Hal Wray, the International Grand Master of the
Roadknights Motor Cycle Club worldwide."
Hal smiled graciously. "I am."
Kym continued on inexorably. "What I want to know is what the hell
is the International Grand Master doing here in little old Ringtail
Springs."
"I've come to visit my mate Derek," replied Hal amiably.
"Oh yeah? You see, I've done my research. I know about you
Roadknights."
"Yes. If you remember your research, you'll know that we're good
guys. I've come here to teach Derek a few things to enhance his
life. He's learnt them well."
Kym looked Derek up and down.
"So I see. To think that he was hiding all that muscle under those
baggy old overalls. I reckon it's a good idea to get him out of
them. Derek, you look pretty crash hot."
Derek smiled. "Thanks. I'll take this opportunity to tell you both
that I'll be heading off with Hal to his property in South Australia
for about six or seven weeks. We'll be leaving either tomorrow
afternoon or early Monday morning. I'm going to grab the chance to
get Hal to extend my education and have some fun knocking around on
his property as well. I reckon I'll be back around Christmas time."
"So you're going to have a holiday," said Kym.
"Yep."
"Well, I hope it turns out to be worthwhile," said Max.
The plumber looked from Derek to Hal. His eyes were alive with
curiosity. He wondered what it was that Hal taught Derek. It
certainly seemed to have made a difference. He did not feel able to
say anything much with his inebriated mate the policeman present. He
wished he had the time to get to know Derek and his mate Hal better.
In any case, his wife was expecting him home for dinner right now.
He spoke to Kym while he pulled out his mobile phone.
"You're coming to our place for dinner tonight. I'll just let Ronnie
know."
The policeman protested but Max was already speaking to his wife on
his mobile phone.
"What, you already know? ... "How did you know Kym was coming?" ...
"What do you mean you've got spies everywhere? ... "OK, then, thanks
a lot, love" ... "See you shortly." ... "Bye, love."
Max looked around the group then at Leo.
"How did Ronnie know that I was bringing Kym home for dinner
tonight?" he asked.
"You know women," rumbled Hal. "They seem to have some sort of
telepathic sixth sense."
Derek and Leo laughed.
"Bullshit!" expostulated Kym. "They just know what they want and
they go all out to get it."
Max looked at Leo who smiled back smoothly.
"I don't know, Max," he replied. "Maybe someone rang and told her."
"You did, you liar, Leo," declared Kym.
"I did not, Kym."
"You did so. I am a policeman and I have a hunch that you told
Ronnie yourself. My hunches are always right." Kym was almost
shouting. People stared at him.
"Right now you are a pissed policeman and I am taking you home before
you make a complete idiot of yourself," said Max quietly. He took
Kym by the arm and propelled him out the bar door. The door closed
with a sigh and a bang.
"Geez! The copper is as pissed as a parrot tonight," said one of the
men at the bar in a clearly heard voice.
"Yeah! Poor bastard. Must be missing his wife. He's never got over
her leaving him," replied his mate.
"That was a couple of years ago and he still hits the booze."
"Yeah. I reckon it's going to be lively in the Reeves household this
evening."
"Dicken! Rowling's lucky he's got a friend like Max to look after
him."
Leo looked at Derek and Hal.
"OK, gentlemen?" he asked.
Derek responded to a telepathic suggestion from Hal.
"We might just grab a table," he said. "Someone'll bring our meals
out, won't they?"
"Yes. Sure."
Leo walked off down the bar to the group of drinkers talking earlier
while Derek and Hal found an empty table and sat down. The chairs
creaked under their weight.
Hal: << I'd be careful of Leo. He's a slippery customer. He told a
barefaced lie to Max and Kym. And Kym picked it up, he isn't drunk
enough to have missed it but he is drunk enough to make an issue of
it. OK, it was a small thing, but it shows the tendency in Leo. And
he's real gossip as well. He and those other guys are talking about
us right now. He's a bit scared of you. I don't worry him, but then
I took care not to threaten him. You did, particularly about George
McBride."
Derek: << Why is Leo so afraid of George McBride?" >>
<< You played Leo well just now. I was able to find out quite a lot.
Leo has had a run-in with McBride before and McBride could break him.
Leo owns this pub and it is the most popular one of the four in this
town so on the surface he's safe. But all McBride has to do is put
the word out around the district that Leo is undesirable and Leo will
lose half to three-quarters of his business. He could go broke.
McBride has a lot of influence. A lot of people suck up to him,
particularly now that he's in Federal Parliament. So Leo is being
very careful not to offend McBride. It won't affect people like Max
Reeves. Max is an excellent plumber and he's the only one in the
district these days. The town can't afford to lose him. Maybe now
that McBride is in Federal Parliament, he could get over his tiff and
rebuild his bridges with Max. One could assist them to see that they
could benefit each other. >>
The two supermen took in the mental activity of the people in the
bar. Derek admired the way that Hal could so easily assess the
situation and extract so much information from people's thoughts.
There were quite a number of people in the hotel.
Hal: << Don't worry, mate. You'll be doing all this yourself in a
week or two. >>
Derek was impressed.
Hal drained his beer glass with one gulp. Derek drained his glass
which was nearly empty. Derek then flicked Leo's attention with his
telepathic sense. Leo came scurrying over from the bar. He was all
smiles and attentiveness. Derek ordered and paid for two more pints
of beer. Leo quickly returned with two foaming glasses of the amber
liquid. He bowed slightly as he placed them on the table and
departed.
Derek: << He's being very eager to please. >>
Hal: << Yes. You put the wind up him and he's afraid that he may
have offended you. He's eager to make amends. He's seen you come
out of your shell and you're a very impressive sight. And he's heard
that you're sitting on a pot of money. You're reinforcing that
impression by shouting me the drinks and the meal. >>
<< Can't the bank keep a secret? >>
<< It's not the bank although one of the tellers may have gossiped.
He's heard it from other sources. People in the town have noticed
that you're never short of money. You always have a few one hundred-
dollar notes in your wallet. So Leo is eager to keep on good terms
with you. >>
<< What a suck-arse! >>
Hal laughed merrily.
A young waitress brought out their meals to them and put them on the
table. She was so overcome by Derek's extraordinary good looks and
muscles that she just stood there staring at him with dumb
admiration.
There was a torrent of thoughts tumbling through her head like: <<
Omigod! He's so handsome. He is so beautiful. Omigod! He has such
fantastic big muscles. Omigod! He is just so beautiful. Omigod!
Look at those muscles. He is so fantastic. I've never seen anyone
like him before. He looks like a movie star. >>
Hal broke the spell by asking her gently if there was anything else.
He smiled at her. She blushed and left the table. Leo motioned her
over to the bar and reprimanded her for hanging around the customer
and staring at him; he considered it was unprofessional.
While they were eating, Hal and Derek tuned into the Reeves
household. Scott, Max and Kym had already been tagged telepathically
so it was easy.
The Reeves family had sat down to dinner along with Kym Rowling, who
had been to eat there many times before. Veronica Reeves had cooked
up an excellent meal and they all tucked in.
Max mentioned to his family at the dinner table that Derek was going
with Hal off to Hal's property in South Australia very soon and will
be away until Christmas time. Scott immediately resolved to go
around and see Derek and Hal at the old garage on Valley Road as soon
as he could get away after lunch the next day. Hal and Derek could
sense clearly that Scott was firm in his resolution. They did not
need to reinforce Scott telepathically.
Derek and Hal finished their meal, left the hotel and drove back up
the hill to the garage. The sun had set behind the hills when they
arrived.
Derek: << It's great. We hit the road to S.A. tomorrow. We blow
this joint. Why don't we do it now? >>
Hal: << Because you would like Scott to look after this place while
you're away. He's coming around tomorrow afternoon. >>
Derek grinned.
<< It won't take long to pack up my things, will it? >>
<< Only a few seconds at super speed. You won't need to take very
much. >>
Inside the loft they removed their clothes. Derek decided to write
to his father congratulating him on his promotion to major general.
It'll give the old man a buzz, he thought. Hal approved.
It did not take long for Derek to finish writing it. He said nothing
of his adventures with Hal but he did say that he was going to South
Australia with a friend and stay on his property. He sealed the
envelope and addressed it to his father at the Australian Embassy in
Washington.
His letter to his sister required more thought. He reread the letter
she had sent him.
His sister was five years older than he and married to a wealthy
sheep grazier in southwestern Victoria. It was a cheerful, chatty
letter full of news about the doings of her, her husband and their
three small children. She regretted that she would not be able to
have him to stay with them this Christmas, but they were expecting a
full house then. Derek thought back to the last Christmas
sardonically. He had been quite rude to his brother-in-law's
sister's husband who was a rich businessman in the City of Melbourne
and a frightful stuffed shirt as well, who had said that Derek was a
loser. There had been a dreadful row and it was only the diplomatic
skills of his sister that had retrieved the situation. Obviously
this time, they did not want him around at Christmas. However, his
sister would very much like to have him come to stay with them in the
New Year. We'll see, through Derek to himself. He considered the
amusing prospect of his sister and her husband looking with boggling
eyes at his huge new muscles. It might be worth it. There was no
mention of the promotion of their father. Derek looked again at the
date of the letter; it had been written about four weeks before. His
sister was probably thinking by now that he was being his usual tardy
self in replying. He considered tapping into her mind but decided it
was too much trouble right now to go back in time to the last time he
saw her and tag her mind.
He wrote that he had seen the news of their father's promotion in the
newspaper. He wished her a merry Christmas and wrote that he will be
going to South Australia with a friend and stay on his property up
until Christmastime. Maybe he would catch up with her sometime in
the New Year. It was a fairly short letter.
He picked up both letters, jumped outside the loft and flew to the
post office in the town. It was after sunset and nearly dark.
Nobody saw him as he alighted from the sky, posted the letters and
flew back up into the evening sky.
He kept on flying straight up thousands of kilometres until the whole
globe of planet Earth was visible below him. The eastern half of
Australia was in darkness while the western half was still in
daylight. He could see the sunlit half on Antarctica and the green
islands of Indonesia and a small part of the Asian landmass. Half
the planet in view was in darkness and most of what Derek could see
was ocean, the Indian and Southern Oceans.
It was a splendid sight as Derek hung naked in the vacuum of space.
He was overcome with joy.
He gave a great telepathic shout. << I love you. I love you all. >>
Thousands of minds around the planet answered in kind. It was
wonderful to be part of such a network. One mind, Hal's, stood out
and it was linked to his own mind. Hal loved him and was seriously
horny. He wanted to fuck Derek urgently. Derek grinned and streaked
exuberantly back to Earth. His speed through the atmosphere was so
great that the superheated gases formed a meteor trail behind him.
He came to a halt above the lights of Ringtail Springs. A sonic boom
echoed hollowly from the surrounding hills. Derek jumped back into
the loft.
Derek and Hal looked at one another. Both were naked.
Derek: << Want a goodnight fuck? >>
<< Sure thing, mate. >>
Hal swaggered over to the bed. His massive stiff penis stuck out
horizontally as it swung heavily between his massive thighs. He lay
back on the bed with his hands behind his head. His huge biceps
bulged mightily. His stiff penis stood straight up from his groin.
His huge powerful body glistened in the yellow light from the
chromium standard lamps. He had a small repulsive force field
switched on over his skin so that his whole body looked slick and
oily.
Derek gleefully jumped onto the bed with Hal. He lay on Hal's body
and eagerly mouthed Hal's great big stiff penis that stood vertically
from his groin. He ran his tongue up and down the thick shaft
covered with thick dark veins. The skin felt soft and silky. Hal
moaned gently under Derek's ministrations. Derek ran his tongue up
the ridge of Hal's urethra and licked the spot where it met the crown
of the penis. Hal moaned and writhed underneath Derek, running his
hands over Derek's powerfully muscled back and shoulders. Derek put
his mouth over Hal's great big cock head and sucked, running his hand
up and down the shaft of Hal's cock. His own cock was ramrod stiff
as he lay on Hal's writhing body. Hal's mighty penis was as stiff
and hard as it could possibly be. Hal had locked down his orgasm
waiting for Derek to move to the next stage. Hal ran one hand over
Derek's hard round arse cheek and groped around until his fingers
found Derek's arsehole. He pushed one finger against the anus and it
opened easily. Hal inserted his finger up into Derek's anal canal
until he found the prostate. He started massaged it and Derek jolted
with the stimulation. His own cock was rock hard. He writhed as
Hal's thick finger rubbed against his prostate. His arsehole
loosened up rapidly. He was ready to go.
Derek hauled himself up on all fours over Hal's body and positioned
his arsehole against the head of Hal's cock. He leant back and
joyfully impaled himself on Hal's huge stiff cock. Hal grasped
Derek's muscular body and thrust his cock up Derek's arse deep into
his torso. With only a few thrusts he had imbedded the entire 40-
centimetre (16-inch) length of his penis in Derek's bowels. Hal was
delirious with lust as he thrust his huge hard cock enthusiastically
up into Derek's bowels. He was enjoying to the utmost fucking the
beautiful hunky muscular super stud that Derek had become. He loved
Derek's big thick hard pectoral muscles. The hard muscles inside
Derek's pelvis gripped the shaft of Hal's cock while the cock head
revelled in the soft pleasures deep inside Derek's torso. Derek
arched his back in sheer delight as he felt Hal's cock thrust up past
his navel right up into his chest behind his pectoral muscles while
Hal ran his great hands over the big bulging muscles of Derek's
torso.
With orgiastic abandon, Derek sat astride Hal's massively muscular
body and rode Hal's mighty fuck-pole while Hal rammed it again and
again the full length deep up into his torso with long sweeping
strokes that drove Derek wild. Derek's anal sphincters were
stretched wide. The stimulation was enormous as his insides were
shaken and stirred by the great ramrod thrusting up into his bowels.
It was marvellous to feel Hal's mighty penis sliding again and again
in through his anus up his anal canal, deep into his colon and up to
his thick bulging pectoral muscles. His bowels felt full and his
groin felt congested.
Hal curled himself forward and took Derek's big hot stiff penis into
his mouth. With joyful glee, Derek thrust his cock into Hal's mouth
and down his throat while Hal continued thrusting his cock up Derek's
anus. A small part of Derek's mind marvelled at the flexibility of
the huge man. Hal's beard and hair tickled his belly, groin and the
inside of his thighs, intensifying his sexual pleasure. Derek
revelled in the feel of Hal's facial hair rubbing on his body. He
did not realise what a turn on facial hair could be. Hal's throat
was tight around Derek's raging cock. Hal kept on fucking and
sucking Derek and their sexual tension mounted greatly.
With a loud scream, Derek let go and exploded. The muscles inside
his groin churned and boiled. The orgasm seemed to start deep within
his pelvis from around his anus stretched and moulded by Hal's
thrusting cock. It spread into his balls and cock, then all over his
body. It felt wonderful.
His semen gushed out of his cock and down Hal's throat in great
quantities. Hal continued sucking and Derek's spunk coursed down his
gullet. Derek was wild with sexual lust and fury.
Orgasm, orgasm, orgasm, orgasm, orgasm, orgasm, orgasm, orgasm,
orgasm, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
It was huge. Hal's cock continued thrusting mightily up into him.
It was fantastic to be fucked while he was in the throes of his
orgasm.
Hal groaned as the pressure for his own orgasm mounted. Hal held
Derek's big cock firmly with both hands as he eased it out of his
mouth, which was brimming with Derek's spunk. He swallowed and lay
back, still holding firmly Derek's gushing cock.
Great white ropes of spunk squirted out of Derek's stiff hard cock
and splashed all over the huge bulging muscles of Hal's massive hairy
chest. Hal continued thrusting his penis up Derek's arse. Each wild
thrust from Hal spurred Derek's huge orgasm on and on and Derek kept
on squirting his spunk over Hal's chest. There was so much gushing
out that it was getting into Hal's beard.
Hal gave a great cry. His whole body stiffened as he thrust his cock
as far as it could go up into Derek's torso. His semen gushed into
Derek's colon, filling it with hot sweetness. Derek's back was
arched; his head was thrust back; his mouth was open in an echoing
scream; his body was stiff and hard; he was in the ecstatic throes of
orgasm. The wild orgasmic firestorm enveloped them both in its
flames.
A darker, wilder spirit being came into Hal and seemed to merge with
him. Their orgasms became much more intense. Hal's penis imbedded
in Derek's torso became a conduit of a fiery torrent of energy.
Thick sizzling blue arcs of energy sprang from Hal's body and ran
over Derek's body like continual bolts of lightning. Derek felt as
if he were being turned inside out and on fire both inside and out.
It was like he was the centre of a fierce thunderstorm. The inside
of the loft flickered with blue light.
Derek's mind blurred and stretched out like molten toffee. He merged
with Hal and the dark wild being in a blissful and ecstatic
communion. The intense experience was beyond description. It was
ineffable.
When the tumultuous combined orgasm finally came to an end, Derek
collapsed limply on Hal's hairy semen-slicked chest and went to sleep
instantly. The spirit being separated from them both and departed.
Hal lay awake a little while with Derek's sleeping form lying heavily
on his chest. He reflected that this was the first sleep Derek had
since the night in Paris. It seemed a long time ago, particularly
when he took into account the side trip they took back in time to
three weeks ago when Derek and Scott had the excellent sexual
relationship. Derek's mind just switched off like a light. Hal
called up a pixie who switched off the standard lamps. The loft
became dark. Hal wrapped his arms around the man he loved and
drifted off to sleep.
The morning sunlight was shining into the loft when Derek awoke. He
opened his eyes. His vision was partially obscured by Hal's beard
but he could appreciate the shafts of sunlight streaming through the
windows into the loft. It was a warm spring morning. Derek was
still lying on top of Hal's massive form with his head nestled
against Hal's neck. He felt Hal's beard against his face. Hal's
huge thick arms were still wrapped around Derek's body. Derek felt
really snug and comfortable.
Hal was sound asleep and snoring gently. His huge muscles were
completely relaxed and felt like cushions filled with jelly. His
body felt soft and very comfortable. His chest rose and fell beneath
Derek who could sense his heart beating slowly and strongly. He
probed Hal's sleeping mind but little was happening that Derek could
make sense of. There seemed to be a confused mass of faint
impressions. Some part of Hal's brain was registering the laughs of
the kookaburras and the screeches of the parrots outside in the
forest. Hal's sleep seemed to be slowly lightening.
Derek's nostrils were filled with the scent of his dried semen that
was caked all over Hal's hairy chest and the lower part of his beard.
Hal's cock had fallen out of his arsehole long ago.
Derek watched the dust motes swirling in the shafts of sunlight. He
focused his eyes on Hal's face only a couple of inches away. He
admired the wide high noble forehead and the straight aristocratic
nose. Hal was such a marvellous being and Derek was full of joy that
he had such a magnificent and lordly man as a lover. The wise, kind
and beautiful brown eyes were hidden behind the closed eyelids.
Derek loved Hal more than anything else in the world; he was filled
with love for Hal.
Gently Derek ran his finger over Hal's smooth uncreased forehead
under his fringe then down his nose. Hal's eyes flickered under his
eyelids. He stirred. Derek watched fascinated as Hal slowly awoke.
His brain started up; his mind became active. It was like watching a
great big powerful piece of machinery starting up and accelerating up
to speed. An image of a woman named Annie flashed into Hal's mind.
Hal loved this woman. His hands moved over Derek's body. To his
surprise it did not feel right. It did not feel soft and curved and
luscious. It felt like a hard and muscular body of a powerful man -
Derek.
His eyes flicked open. He turned his head and regarded Derek's face.
He was full of love for Derek.
"Good morning, hot stuff," rumbled Hal amiably.
He pulled Derek's head to him. Their lips met and they kissed.
A few minutes passed. Derek flashed a thought to Hal. <+ Who's
Annie? +>
Hal: << My wife. >>
<< What? Are you married? >>
<< Yes. And I have twelve beautiful children by her. I love her
dearly. >> - <+ Image of his children; his eldest son, twenty years
old, was a beautiful, muscular and magnificent man who truly looked
like a god. His next three sons in their late teens were similar,
all incredibly good-looking, muscular and magnificent specimens of
manhood who looked like gods also. They were all supermen. Two of
his daughters in their mid teens were superwomen; they were beautiful
women, like goddesses. The next daughter was not superhuman yet. He
had three prepubescent boys; they were not superhuman yet either and
two more little girls; the youngest girl was three years old. +>
<+ Confusion. How does his wife cope with Hal having male lovers
like Derek? And Peter and Wolf and Kevin and Andy and Paul and Big
Dick? And all the others? +>
<< I have 57 regular lovers including you, Derek. I am big enough to
be able to accommodate you all. But people come and go. I become a
lover with some people for a while and then they move on. Others
stay with me. It's a dynamic equilibrium. Annie is my wife. She is
the mother of our children. If you like, she is the constant in my
life. She understood from the very beginning that I would be having
lovers in order to spread the magic of our superhumanity. She
understands and supports that. We have an open relationship. She
takes lovers too and educates them in our special magic. But she has
decided not to have any children by any man other than me. >>
Derek's mind was a whirl as he digested this new information. This
was a shock. He felt flashes of jealousy but with Hal's hug and
outpouring of love they were quickly washed away.
Derek: << So you have heaps of lovers. How do I fit in? >>
<< However you like. You can stay with me or you can move on if you
like. You are at liberty to do what ever you want to do. >>
Derek's eyes filled with tears. Hal loved him. There was no
doubting that. Derek could see it with his telepathic sense. But
Hal was offering Derek his liberty. He could come and go as he
pleased. An image formed in Hal's mind of a magnificent young great
wedge-tail eagle with beautiful golden brown to black plumage that
was perched on Hal's wrist. He had fierce golden eyes and a wicked-
looking grey to grey-brown hooked beak. He spread his wings out over
a seven-foot (2.1 metre) wingspan. He took off, flapping his mighty
wings. He flew up and away into the rugged mountains of the Flinders
Ranges. An indefinite time, many days, weeks or months later, Hal
heard the high keening cry of the wedge-tail eagle in the sky above
him. He looked up and saw that the eagle had returned. He held out
his wrist and the eagle swooped down. His great wings were spread;
his fearsome talons were outstretched. The eagle landed on Hal's
invulnerable wrist, clutching it with his talons. Hal was filled
with joy at the eagle's return but he would never ever cage the
eagle. He would never curtail his freedom.
Derek was crying. Tears ran down his face as he buried it in Hal's
neck and beard. He clasped Hal's chest in a passionate bear hug.
Derek: << I don't want to leave you. I want to be with you for ever
and ever and ever. I want to love you and make love to you for ever
and ever. >>
Hal: << Why of course you can. But what about Scott? What about all
the other men to whom you will bring the joy of your love? Don't
forget. I'll always be there for you, you beautiful studly spunky
hunk of muscle. You will always be bringing people into our magic
band. >>
God: << DEREK, DO NOT CRY. I WANT YOU TO BE A LIGHT TO MANY OTHER
PEOPLE. I WANT YOU TO BRING PEOPLE TO THE DIVINE FIRE, JUST AS HAL
HAS BROUGHT YOU TO THE DIVINE FIRE. I WANT YOU TO FILL PEOPLE WITH
LOVE AND JOY. YOU WILL HAVE MANY LOVERS, JUST AS HAL HAS. >>
An image filled Derek's mind of many thousands, perhaps millions of
lovers that Derek will fill with love over the many millennia and
aeons that stretched ahead in Derek's life. Derek was pictured
fucking a grey-skinned alien with a high domed head and large black
upswept almond-shaped eyes. Then again he was fucking a big well
muscled centaur-like alien with tawny fur. The creature had his
maned lion-like head thrown back; his fang-filled mouth gaped open as
Derek's powerfully muscled body fucked him into ecstasy.
God: << SEE WHAT A SPLENDID FUTURE I HAVE FOR YOU. THERE IS MUCH FOR
YOU TO DO, DEREK. THERE IS NO REASON WHY HAL CANNOT REMAIN ONE OF
YOUR LOVERS BUT YOU WILL HAVE MANY MORE. I KNOW THAT YOU ARE A MAN
OF GREAT COURAGE WHO IS LEARNING TO LOVE GREATLY. I PLAN TO HAVE
MOST OF THE HUMAN RACE BECOME SUPERHUMAN AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. THEN
THEY WILL CARRY MY LIGHT AND LOVE OUT INTO THE REST OF THE UNIVERSE,
WHICH, AS YOU KNOW, IS AN ENORMOUS PLACE. YOU, DEREK, ARE PART OF MY
PLANS. >>
Hal affectionately ran one hand through Derek's thick mop of dark
brown hair and stroked the back of Derek's neck with the other. He
ran his tongue over Derek's hot teary eyes. Derek stopped crying but
he kept on holding onto Hal tightly.
Hal: << Right now at the moment, you are a bit like a little kid.
You want to hang on to me as much as possible. And so you can. But
one day soon, you will spread those mighty pinions of yours and fly
off up into the wide blue sky. You will return. I know you will.
Because you are big and strong and beautiful. >>
<< But sharing you with 56 other people, that's going to be hard to
take. >>
<< No, it's not. You'll get used to it. People like Annie, Peter,
Kevin, Paul, Andy, Big Dick and Wolf got used to it years ago. Your
soul grows and becomes bigger and stronger so it is well able to love
a lot of people at the same time. A great soul is able to do that.
You too, Derek, will develop a great soul. It is part of the
maturation process of a superman. Very soon, Derek, I confidently
predict that you yourself will have a circle of lovers. I'll be just
one of a number. Don't worry. I shall teach you all that you want
and need to know. I certainly won't push you away. You make the
decision yourself and I shall support you. There will be men like
Scott and lots of others. I certainly do not claim exclusive rights
over you as I have explained before. You are a free agent. And
remember all the fun you had having sex with my friends before they
left yesterday. You'll be all right, Derek. I know you will. >>
<< But you're such a wonderful man and you've done such wonderful
things for me. I've never loved anyone as much as you. I've never
known anyone like you. >>
<< You have grown into a wonderful man yourself, Derek. You're a
superman now, a beautiful great big muscular superman. You are
making great progress and you will continue to make great progress.
You have learned a lot. Don't forget. This is only the ninth day
since I arrived here and the sixth day since you became a superman.
It is still very early days for you. I know a lot has happened but I
know you will do well. It is good that you're coming to Mount
Remarkable with me. You will learn a lot more in the community
there. >>
Derek understood. He smiled as he snuggled into Hal's big comforting
body. He was happy now. Hal had faith in him and he was not going
to let Hal down. He was aware of God's mighty loving presence very
close to them and overarching them both.
Derek: << Why did you think I was your wife Annie? >>
Hal: << She often strokes my forehead and nose like you did. She
loves me like you do. I was still fast asleep when you did that and
I thought it was her. I was a bit surprised to feel your body up
next to mine when I woke up instead of hers. >>
<< Annie sounds like a really nice person. >>
<< She is. >>
<< Who was that spirit who came last night while we were having sex
and sort of merged with you? >>
<< He was Pan. He is the god of Nature, wild things and wilderness.
He works for the Lord God too. He is another mentor of mine. I have
learnt a lot from him. He is a wild and passionate god but he is
secretive in this modern world. >>
<< It was mind-blowing last night. I thought I was going to explode.
It was incredible the way the lightning was playing about me and
tickling me. And then afterwards I just slept and slept. Pan must
be a really powerful being. >>
<< He certainly is. >>
Derek's mind skittered off to another topic. What was Scott doing?
Hal suggested that Derek tune into his mind and find out.
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Continued in Part 26.
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