"Brother Trager?" he whispered, urgently. He wasn't comfortable with
a male/male relationship, but just as he had reasoned that a
triple-donation was better than termination, he'd reasoned that
giving in would be better than living with the guilt of Trager's
"Brother Stanley?" Trager whispered, his voice as hopeful as a child
who is about to receive an ice cream sundae with extra candy
Stan walked over to the gate and paused. "Better to be honest." he
told himself. He stepped forward. "Brother Trager..."
"Brother Stanley." Trager laughed, his tears of pain turning to tears
of happiness. "You came. I knew you would. I knew you would listen to
your heart. Let us break the rules, Stanley. Let us love each other
as we were meant to. Freely. Without the rules to keep us apart."
"Um, look, I'm not all that comfortable with... this..." Stan told
"It is understandable." Trager said, as he lead Stan out beyond the
"Where are we going?" Stan asked.
"I know of a place where we can be alone."Trager told him. "No one
will be able to hear us, so we won't have to be afraid to express our
"So.. why me? Just out of curiosity." Stan asked. "I mean, its
apparent you prefer men. But why not someone from here, someone you
grew up with. Or... Brother Kai perhaps?"
They had arrived at the place Trager had mentioned, a quiet cavern.
Trager lead Stan down into it and into a room where candles and
books were kept.
"Brother Kai is very handsome. But I prefer you, Brother Stanley.
Besides, the ... No I can't say that. I would not be proper to make
such a reference to the Brother of Brothers."
"Brother Randor feels... about Kai.. the same way you do about me?"
Stan guessed. "Oh, boy. Um... I think we'd better get back and..."
"Why the rush?" We have many hours before the waking time. Let us
take our time and enjoy our love." he undressed Stan, carefully
pulling off each article of clothing until Stan stood there, naked.
"Um... we don't have to do everything do we?" Stan asked, nervously.
"No." Trager told him. "But I *want* to. I want to experience
everything about you. I want to show you my love to its fullest."
"That's very sweet, Brother Trager, really... but...."
"I understand." Trager nodded. "I was also scared the first time it
happened. But the experience is unlike any other. You will not regret
it, Borther Stanley, I promise."
Brother Randor, the Brother of Brothers on Nook, knelt over the still
form of Brother Kai, visitor to Nook and Last of the Brunnen-G. He
stroked Kai's hair and loosed it from its intricate bun and braid,
letting it fall in dark waves about his shoulders as he carefully
removed the visitor's clothes. He marvelled at the intricate implants
upon Kai's chest, put there so that his body could easily receive
fresh protoblood when he needed it, at the deathly white skin, pale
and beautiful, perfectly still. He ran his hands over the sleeping
face once more before busying them with the task of turning the man
onto his stomach and carefully preparing him for penetration.
Kai felt the man's actions, but could not awaken or call out for
assistance. His mind, free of His Divine Shadow's influence, was now
being held captive by another tyrant. One who wanted to use Kai for
his own gratification. His own body did not react, nor did that
surprise him in the least, he had been unable to feel sexual desire
for over two thousand years. As he felt Brother Randor penetrate him,
he felt an overwhelming desire to kill the man. But for the moment,
all he could do was lie there and accept what was being done to his
body. He felt no pain or humiliation. Years as an assassin had
immunized him to physical pain and the shame of two-thousand years as
a murderer made the humiliation of rape seem rather mundane. Still,
he could not... would not forgive the crime being done to him.
Even as Brother Randor was taking Kai without consent or
consideration, Brother Trager was gently, and lovingly seducing
Stan half-sat/half-leaned on a rock that jutted out
from the wall, grasping it and letting out moans of pleasure.
Brother Trager gave his own little moans of delight as he licked and
sucked the helmet of what Stanley called his 'parts'. "More?" he
asked, looking up at Stan.
Stan was beyond caring if Trager was a guy. He could be a robot head
as far as Stan was concerned. A brief image of 790 flashed through
his head. Okay, maybe not a robot head. But still, if this kept up,
Trager could be anyone in the universe.... he thought briefly of
Gigerotta... okay, almost anyone.
"Yes, please?" he moaned. He nearly exploded with pleasure when
Trager took his full length into his mouth and began to purr like a
contented lion, trilling his tongue along the underside of Stan's
shaft until Stan could no longer hold back.
Trager captured Stan's sweet nectar with his mouth, drinking down its
delectable flavor until every last droplet had been consumed. Then,
he carefully lowered Stan to the floor of the cave.
"Comfy?" he asked.
"Hmmm." Stan murmured.
"Good." Trager beamed, happily, as he took a bottle of lubricant from
his pocket and carefully worked it into Stan.
At first, Stan's ass clenched up each time Trager worked a finger
into him. Gradually, however, he relaxed, enoying the feel of Brother
Trager's fingers carefully massaging and preparing his inner depths.
"Ready?" Trager asked.
"Yes." Stan moaned, his need greater than he'd ever known. He had
always thought of himself as a heterosexual, and he still did. But he
supposed that if there was always an exception to the rule, there had
to be one to that rule, too.
Trager carefully penetrated Stan, making sure not to hurt him. As he
moved slowly,sensually, within Stan, he kissed his shoulders, back
and neck. He continued to move as he licked and nibbled upon his
"Brother Stan?" he asked, as he moved within his lover. "Take me with
you. I don't think I could be happy here on Nook if you left without
"But what about your friends, all the people here Nook?" Stan asked.
"Won't you miss them?"
"Yes." Trager replied, as he continue to thrust, slowly, in and out
of Stan, "But I'd miss you even more. So, can I go with you? Please?"
Stan considered. "Sure. Why not?"
"Oh, thank you." Trager showered Stan with kisses as he continued to
make love to him.
Brother Randor withdrew from Kai's body and stood up, leaving the
Last of the Brunnen-G lying there, his hair flowing freely over his
body, covering it like an erotic blanket of jet black strands of
silk. He pulled on his clothes, then left Kai's room, closing the
door behind him.