Date: Fri, 18 Apr 2008 08:40:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: JMH <trandar2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Son Chapter 23

Joshua awoke, his arms wrapped around thenaked body of his Protector.
Letting asmall smile grow on his face, he placed several kisses on Drake's
muscular,broad shoulders while he let one of his hands reach down between
hisProtector's legs to take hold of his sex, massaging it with his fingers.

When Drake raised his head to kiss theunderside of his chin, Joshua knew he
had his Protector's attention.  "What would you like to do thismorning?"
Joshua chuckled, as he usedhis free hand to stroke Drake's stretched
throat.

"I know what I would like."  Drake laughed as he rubbed his rear
againstJoshua's hardening groin.

"You like me inside you?"

"I always want you inside me.  I wished I could keep you in me forever.  I
want more than your body... I want your soulin me as well."

Rolling Drake onto his stomach, Joshuaclimbed on top of his Protector,
pushing two long fingers inside him,stretching his lover before entering
him with his manhood.  Feeling Joshua inside him, Drake raisedhimself up on
all fours, moving his body back and forth so that Joshua's sexwould slide
in and out of him while Joshua ran his hands across the sweaty skinof
Drake's back.

All during their sexual frenzy both men madelove, not just with their
bodies but with their souls as well.  Sending parts of themselves to each
other,letting their souls join and mix, the resulting friction produced
intenseamounts of energy in each man.  At themoment of climax, Drake sat up
on his knees, burying Joshua's sex within him asdeep as possible.  Sparks
of power dancedacross their skin like chain lighting.  Itgrew ever brighter
until the moment of sexual release when both men releasedtheir seed.  The
lightening that had beenbuilding around their bodies, exploded from them.
A pillar of pure light blasted a holethrough the ceiling, racing all the
way into space, to disappear into the Void.

Slowly, the two men disengaged their soulsfrom one another, Joshua
collapsing on top of Drake's back as both loweredthemselves down on the
bed.

"What did we just do?"  Drake whispered with a faint smile on hisface.

"I don't know... I've never done something likethis before.  It was what
Gerick wantedfrom me... to join souls with his."

"You never did this with Vard?"

"I never thought about it until you asked meto.  Now that I have, I think
have aninteresting surprise for my husband."

"I can still feel a part of you in me."

"Is that not what you wished for?  For me to always be inside you?"  Joshua
replied as he kissed Drake's tannedback.

"Is there a part of me in you?"

"Yes... right next to my heart."  Joshua promised.

Rolling on to his back, Drake turned to faceJoshua.  "Sometimes I feel
jealous thatit is Vard's ring you wear."

"Sometimes Vard feels jealous of you,Protector."  Joshua chuckled as he
ranhis fingers through the brown hair that covered Drake's chest.

"He does?"  Drake asked surprised.

"I would not have told you so if it were nottrue."

"He is not mad at me is he?"  Drake asked worried.

     "Of course not... he just wants to talk toyou."

     "About?"

     "About us getting a bigger bed," Joshuagrinned.

     "I don't understand."

     "How long have we been sharing the samebed?"

     "A little over a month now," Drake said,surprised by how fast time had
passed.

     "Do you even want a time where you do notwake up next to me?"

     "By the light, no!"

     "Then we will need a bigger bed... and youwill have to get used to
Vard's snoring."

     "Vard is willing to share you with me?"

     "No... not really.  He is willing, however, to share you with
me,"Joshua winked.

     It took Drake a few moments before herealized what Joshua had just
said.  "Vard wants to..."

     "He has always been fond of you Drake."

     Drake closed his eyes and imagined beingloved by both men at the same
time, Vard with his long, hard, tanned body,Joshua, slightly shorter, with
his miner muscles, and pale skin.  He became hard again just envisioning
thekissing that would be involved.

     Joshua, feeling Drake's erect sex againsthis body, reached down to
take hold of it.  "I see the idea has caught your interest."

     Drake, kept his eyes closed as he held thevision in his head.  He felt
Joshua runhis tongue down his body until he took his sex into his mouth,
swirling histongue around it while burying his nose into Drake's
pubes. Blindly Drakereached down to for Joshua's blond highlighted brown
hair, running his fingersthrough the wavy locks.

     Having earlier released his seed, Drake'ssecond orgasm was not as
strong as the first, but was just as satisfying.  After sucking Drake dry,
Joshua climbed backup to his Protector's face and gave him a deep kiss,
laced with the taste ofDrake.

     Drake, feeling Joshua's need against hisbody, rolled the counterpart
onto his back before placing his face betweenJoshua's legs, taking Joshua's
manhood into his mouth.  Soon he was rewarded with Joshua's essence.

     Once the wave of euphoria had passed,Joshua lifted Drake up so that he
could rest his head on his chest.  The two men slept, arms wrapped around
eachother, Drake's body rising and falling with each breath Joshua took.

     When there was a knock on the door, Drakelet out a sigh and rolled off
Joshua, but neither man bothered to cover himself.  "Enter."  Joshua called
out.

     Clive stepped in, wearing the green emeraldmask of one of the four
Legates.  "Joshua... the Assembly is now gathered and is waiting for you."

     Letting out a sigh, Joshua got out ofbed.  "Very well."

     Clive, raising his right hand, snapped hisfingers, summoning a half
dozen, clay masked, servants who bathed and dressedJoshua and Drake,
covering their faces with the grinning masks that marked themas members of
the Guild.

     Taking a staff made of ebony and mother ofpearl, Joshua, with Drake
and Clive following, left the palace and boarded aheavily armored hover car
which took them to the domed building that served as headquartersof the
Assembly of Worlds.  Entering thegigantic domed chamber Joshua found
himself bathed in a warm golden light thatlit every part of the council,
leaving not a single shadow.  In the middle of the chamber, on a
circularpedestal was the obsidian throne, the seat of power for the Guild.

     When Joshua came into view of theAssemblymen and Guild Mistresses
sitting on the raised benches that circled thechamber, he heard a few
colorful curses and shouted boos, but most of the menand women gathered
rose to their feet and cheered loudly... the result of weeksof negotiations
and meetings Joshua had been forced to endure.

     As Joshua came closer to the throne, fourjeweled masked men, the
Legates, moved to stand at each of the chair's fourcorners.  This was to
symbolize thecompromise to which Joshua had agreed, in order to keep his
position.  He would be the head of the Guild, but wouldnot have the power
to rule by fiat, as the Prelates had been able to do.  Power was now to be
shared, with Joshualeading a council made up of the four Legates.


As Clive was one of the four, Joshua's powerwas only limited in needing to
find one of the other Legates to agree with hisposition.  This was not too
difficult,given that the three other High Ambassadors each ruled a
different quadrant ofhuman colonized space and therefore had competing
interests.

If that failed, Joshua always had the powerto call on his husband.  Where
Joshua hadgiven up some of his authority to the Legates, he had convinced
the Assemblythat it would be a mistake not to give Vard a position within
the Guild.  As a result, a new position had been createdfor the Prelate:
that of Grand General, serving as the senior officer of allGuild forces.
Considering that Vard hadrefused to give up command of his fleet, it was a
fitting position for him.  He already had control of over half of all
militaryforces.  If the Legates would not listento reason, Joshua was sure
they would pay attention to threats.

When Joshua reached the first step of thepedestal all four Legates lowered
themselves to one knee, bowing their headslow in an act of submission.  On
thesecond step they rose.  On the third andlast they each placed a hand on
the throne, showing their connection to thepower.  Joshua then took the
final stepsto the throne, stood in front of it knowing that every eye in
the chamber wason him as he sat himself down.

There was no cheering, clapping or any soundof celebration.  Instead all
the goldmasked Assemblymen and silver masked Guild Mistresses went down on
their kneesand removed their masks.

Joshua looked at the revealed faces.  He wished he had the power to keep
the masksoff forever. One of the sacrifices he had made in taking the
leadership of theGuild was making their customs his own.  The mother of
pearl mask, with the insincere grin he so hated, would nowbe the way most
people would recognize him.

Looking up into the balconies, Joshuasearched for at least one smiling face
but every man and woman wore only a lookof awe and reverence.  It was while
hewas scanning the room that Joshua noticed an empty seat among the
manyAssemblymen.  Staring hard at thenameplate Joshua felt his heart sink
when he noticed it was the spot reservedfor the Assemblyman of Aquarius.

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John woke to find himself on a soft spongybed, his skin tingling all over.
Lookingaround he saw Trak on the bed with him.  It was the Chimera's white
hair tendrils that were wrapped all overJohn's body, tickling his skin.

John tried not to move, knowing it would wakeTrak, but having just awakened
he could not stop his body from yawning, themovement of his chest
triggering Trak to open his blue eyes.  Extending his mandibles he showed
his lips anda bemused smile.

"Good morning uncle," Trak said in the humantongue.

"Where am I Trak?"

"You are with me."

"I can see that.  Where have you brought me?"

"You are aboard the command ship of theChimera fleet now in orbit around
Aquarius.  It is where my sisters and I live.

"Where is my husband?"

"He is being prepared for you."

"Prepared?"  John asked, not liking the sound of that.

"Yes... all your people are beingprepared."  Trak replied as he stroked
John'sface with his mandibles.

"What do you mean by being prepared?"

"They are right now being cocooned so that theycan receive the gifts of the
Chimera."

"You have stolen my people from their homesto turn them into monsters?"
Johnshouted as he struggled to free himself from Trak's tendrils.

"Only a few have turned down our gift."  Trak said in his defense as he
tightened hishold on John.

"Were my people given much of a choice?"

"Yes... yes they were." Trak said nervously.

"What choice were they given?"

"To join the Chimera people in our goal tohelp all of humanity, or to
remain as they are in the care of the old ones."

"Who are the old ones?"

"They are more of a what than a who as theylack emotions.  They are the
oldergeneration of Chimera, the ones who existed before your sister gave
birth to meand my siblings.

"Do they treat my people well?"

"They see that all their needs are met andwill continue to take care of
them until old age or sickness."

"So they will be well cared for until theydie?"

"No... they will be taken care of until theybecome old or sick, then as it
has always been our way, the old ones will endtheir suffering and their
bodies given to feed the next generation of Chimera."

"And my people have seen this... seen the oldones killing the old and sick
and eating them?"

"Of course... we want your people to knoweverything about becoming
Chimera."

"Trak... are you really that naïve?  The reason my people are all agreeing
tobecome Chimera is that they are afraid you will kill and eat them."

"But only if they are sick or old," Trak saiddefensively.

"And who decides that... your inhuman oldones?  Do you even have doctors
andnurses who understand human physiology?"

"Doctors and nurses are humanprofessions.  We do not have any amongour
people."

"So, let me see if I understand, one of mypeople slips and breaks his leg
leaving him `sick' and since you do not haveanyone to treat his wounds your
people will kill and eat him to put him out ofhis suffering?"

     Trak lay silent as his mind went throughthe scenario.  "Yes... is that
wrong?"

     "Yes, it is wrong Trak!  We are humans... and as humans we do
sufferinjury, become sick, and grow old but we don't kill each other just
to end oursuffering.  That is why we have doctorsand nurses, so we can live
as long as possible."

     "I see... humans injure more easily than usChimera.  You're bodies are
soft and weakbut that should give your people even more reason to join
mine.  It will free them from all that suffering."

     "Trak you are not listening to me... part ofwhat makes us human is our
free will, to make our own choices.  You say you have offered my people a
freechoice to join you or not but in truth you haven't.  For most humans a
choice between living anddying is no choice at all."

     Trak's mandibles began to tremble.  He wanted his uncle to love
him... to tell himstories like his mother had.  At thismoment however John
was clearly angry and Trak could not help but feel it washis fault.  "I'm
sorry uncle if I made amistake," Trak whispered as his antennae curled down
in submission and heremoved his hair tendrils from John.

     "You made a very serious mistake." Johnnodded, some of the sharpness
fading from his voice.  Even though Trak's face was alien to him,John could
read the emotions on it well enough to know that Trak's heart wouldbreak if
he showed much more anger.  Itwas then that John realized something.  While
Trak was much larger than he, and was the leader of the Chimerainvasion,
Trak could only be several months old.  For the old ones, they could easily
handletheir rapid growth into adults.  For Trak,and the rest of the new
generation of Chimera, their growth was made morecomplex with the addition
of human emotions that only time and experience couldtame.

     "By the light... you are nothing more than achild."  John whispered
while Trakquivered next to him.

     "I'm sorry uncle... I will do better nexttime," Trak said as he tried
to hide his face from John.

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The rest of The Son can be found on the yahoo group for those wishing to
jump ahead of the pack.  The Centurion and The Academy are back up for sale
on Amazon so if you love great gay themed sci-fi I hope you would consider
checking the two books out.  Other than that... the last few chapters of
The Children of Mir will be posting in the coming weeks.  As this series
won't be posted on Nifty the only way to read it is on the yahoo group or
The Story Lover's site.  Take care.


				    JMH
trandar2002@yahoo.com
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/adultwritingworkshop/