Debbie enters the library to find Ironhorse reading and Harrison 
 going through the books on the shelf.  She smiled as she again 
 noticed the same looks that Mom and Norton exchange are being 
 exchanged by Paul and Harrison.  This'll be fun.  She thinks as 
 Debbie watched Colonel Ironhorse as he pretended to read a 
 novel. She saw the quick glances he would give Harrison when he 
 crossed the room. MEN. Debbie thought. 

 Ironhorse glanced up to see Debbie watching him. His eyes quickly 
 drop back to the page he had read three times already. God, I hope 
 Debbie didn't realize that I was watching Har.. NO, Blackwood! He 
 has to be Blackwood. I yearn for Harrison but not `Dr. Blackwood'. 
 He smells Harrison's musky scent as he walked by. Stop it or you'll 
 drive yourself crazy. Paul chastises himself as he shifts in the 
 chair and lay the book over his awaking crotch. He glances up and 
 catches Debbie's eyes. He also notices the smirk on her face. Paul 
 feels a blush crawl up his neck and face. He thanks the Spirits for 
 his Native American coloring that unlike Harrison's which is pale and 
 would turn him rosy. Paul lets his head rest on the back of the 
 chair as he attempts to will away his erection. But all he can think 
 of is how much he wants to taste Harrison's skin, run his hands over 
 his lightly furred chest. Longing to kiss those full luscious lips. 
 Ironhorse again squirms in his chair. 

 Harrison glances at Ironhorse with his head back exposing his long 
 elegant neck begging to be kissed. His eyes closed and his face 
 relaxed with a faint smile. His breathing had began to quickened. 
 He was beginning to move fitfully in his chair. He must be having a 
 nightmare. Harrison thinks he moves behind Paul and reaches out to 
 sooth the colonel with a gentle touch to his hair. 

 Ironhorse had felt someone standing behind him. He breathed deeply. 
 Oh, Harrison. He thought when he was startled by the lightest touch 
 to his hair. Paul jumps and the book falls from his lap. 

 Harrison jumped back at Paul's response but as he looks down Paul's 
 long lean body he sees that Paul was getting hard. Umm. No not a 
 nightmare. Harrison thinks as he smiles at Paul. "Sorry Colonel, I 
 didn't mean to bump your chair." Harrison says as he blushes. 

 Paul watches the blush turn Harrison's skin rosy. He stands and 
 heads for the door with his back to Debbie. Paul says, "No problem." 

 Harrison glanced at Debbie, who wore a faint smile and a twinkle in 
 her eye. He decided to slink off to his office. 

 Debbie smiled as she though, they are just too cute. Debbie's plan 
 was moving along smoothly. Now it was up to Norton. 
 

 Paul paced his office trying to wear off his growing desire for 
 Harrison. He knew that his desire for the quirky blond scientist was 
 growing. I need to get a grip. Paul thought. Well actually that's 
 not a bad idea as he sits at his desk, he slowly and carefully he 
 unzips his pants. He leans back as he rubs his plump cock head 
 gathering his pre-cum for lubrication. As he begins to slowly pump 
 his cock, he recalls his favorite fantasy and he groans. "Oh Yeah." A 
 picture forms Harrison came into the room. He watches Paul hungrily 
 as he slowly undresses. Standing naked and proud, Harrison cleared 
 his throat, "Can I give you a hand, Colonel?" 

 Paul's eyes lock on Harrison's passion darkened ones. 

 In his mind... Harrison walks up to Paul, pushes his chair back and 
 knelt down as he removes Paul's hand. He kisses Paul's cock and 
 licking down the 
 throbbing vein then gave his full scrotum a kiss before licking up 
 the underside of Paul's tower of throbbing flesh. Slowly he circles 
 the head dipping his tongue into the slit before swallowing his hot 
 hard cock. 

 Paul groaned deeply as the hot moist tunnel sucked strongly while 
 Harrison's head bobs up and down in a tempo guaranteed to bring 
 release. 

 Paul cards his fingers through Harrison's silky curly blond hair in 
 encouragement. 

 Harrison begins to squeeze Paul's balls rhythmically as he hums 
 making his throat caress Paul's cock. 

 Paul's grip tightens holding Harrison's head while his hips bounced 
 up into the warm tunnel of Harrison's throat. He was so close. As 
 Harrison scratches Paul's dark tunnel entrance, he cums calling out 
 Harrison. Opening his eyes he watches the last spurts spilling over 
 his rapidly flying hand. Sighing Paul wiped his hand and headed to 
 the bathroom to clean up, if only if would really happen.  Paul muses. 
 

 Susan was really curious about the gift Debbie had bought. As 
 soon as she had brought it in, Debbie had ran upstairs to wrap it 
 without giving her a hint of what it was. Susan listened to the wind 
 as it drove the rain to pinging into the windows. Although it was 
 only three in the afternoon, it looked like it was dusk. The wind 
 screamed through the treetops and eves eerily, almost a portent of 
 upheaval or a disaster in the making. 
 

 The telephone rang and an unexpected feeling of dread filled 
 Susan as she picked up the handset. "Hello." Susan said cautiously. 

 "Susan, it's Norton. The van broke down in town. Can you come and 
 get me? I think the transmission may have given out." Norton's 
 voice floated over her nerves like a soothing balm. 

 "What about the storm?" Susan asked. 

 "It's not really bad yet. The main part of the storm is still miles 
 off?" Norton says before adding, "please." 

 "Okay, baby. I'm on my way." Susan sighs. She gets her coat as 
 Debbie comes down the stairs carrying Harrison's gift all wrapped in 
 pastel paper with a large silky bow. 

 "Where are you going, mom?" Debbie asked. 

 "Norton called. His van broke down." Susan says. 

 "Can I come?" Debbie asks innocently. 

 "Sure, I wasn't looking forward to driving by myself." Susan says 
 with a smile. "Harrison, Debbie and I are going into town." Susan 
 calls out. 

 "Be careful. The main part of the storm is a couple of hours out but 
 the wind is blowing hard." Harrison yells back. 

 "I will." Susan calls back rolling her eyes. "Men." She says to 
 Debbie. 

 "Yeah, men." Debbie laughs. 
 

 Paul and Harrison stayed in their respective offices completing 
 a backlog of paperwork. 

 A knock interrupted Paul, Mrs. Pennyworth enters dressed in her coat 
 says, "Colonel, Mr. Pennyworth is here to take me home. The storm is 
 worsening. Dinner is in the oven. See you, Monday." She says as 
 she puts her gloves on. 

 "Good night, Alma." Paul says adding, "Have a good weekend." After 
 she leaves he settles back to doing his paperwork. 
 

 Harrison is thirsty as he made his way to the kitchen the phone 
 rings. "Hello." He says. 

 "Harrison, It's Susan. The storm has worsened so Norton, Debbie and 
 I are going to stay in town. The river was rising when we crossed it 
 tonight. I'm sorry we'll miss your birthday dinner. Your gift from 
 Norton and me is on the side table in the dining room and Debbie's is 
 on the table in the foyer. Happy Birthday, Harrison. May it bring 
 you everything you want. See.." Susan's voice stops. 

 Harrison jiggles the reset button then listens for a dial tone. The 
 phone lines must be down. He thinks. Glancing at his watch he 
 realizes it later he thought. The lights go out as Harrison hears 
 Paul open his office door. "Colonel, the phone lines and power lines 
 are down." Harrison smiles. 
 

 Paul retreats into his office only to return carrying his 
 flashlight. He checks the fuse box and all the fuses are fine. He 
 goes downstairs and the Cray was up and running. The secondary 
 generator had kicked in and kept the monster computer running. 

 "Colonel is everything alright?" Harrison asks. 

 "Everything is locked down and secure." Paul says. "Mrs. Pennyworth 
 left dinner in the oven." Paul says as he grabs a radio. 

 Harrison had lit several candles and placed them around the dining 
 room and was busy carrying the fried chicken, sweet potato casserole, 
 asparagus tips and fresh warm bread to the table. Harrison's 
 birthday cake was the centerpiece. 

 Paul turns on the radio and they both listen, "..A Sever Thunderstorm 
 Warning for the KFOX listening area. Torrential rains have 
 washed out numerous bridges and roadways. High Wind Warnings remain 
 in effect as the winds topping at 60 mph has downed phone and power 
 lines. A spokesman for the electric company made a statement moments 
 ago that outlying areas may be without power for at least 48 hours. 
 A spokesman for the Public Service Department request that people 
 stay in their homes as the wind is making travel hazardous due to 
 downed lines and flying debris. If you're inside stay there. This 
 storm has stalled and is expected to remain for the next 24 to 36 
 hours as the storm continues to build in its intensity. Please Stay 
 tuned to KFOX for any storm updates. We are now returning to our 
 normal programming. 

 "Sounds like I had better fire up the compound's backup generator." 
 Paul says as he shoulders into his coat. 

 Harrison watched Paul leave through the kitchen door. My God. The 
 candlelight highlighted Paul's beauty. I wish the generator would 
 fail as Harrison finished the thought the lights came back on. 

 Paul enters to find Harrison blowing out all but two of the 
 candles on the table. "It looks wonderful. Mrs. Pennyworth outdid 
 herself. Happy Birthday, Harrison." Paul says. 

 "Thank you." Harrison says. 

 As the two men eat, they listen to the music on the radio. 
 

 "Before you cut the cake, I need to run upstairs to get your 
 gift." Paul says as he leaves. A few moments later he returns 
 carrying a package in pastel paper. 

 Harrison quirks an eyebrow and smirks. 

 "It's from Debbie. This is from me." Paul holds up a small package 
 in black and gold paper. "Happy Birthday, Harrison." 

 Harrison opens Paul's gift first. "Paul, you shouldn't have. I love 
 it. Where did you find an autographed first edition Frost. I'm 
 touched." 

 Paul smiles shyly then urges Harrison to open the other gifts. Happy 
 with the knowledge that his gift had gotten a smile from Harrison. 

 "From Susan and Norton." Harrison says as he opens the box and finds 
 a black leather jacket. "Wow." Is all that Harrison can say as he 
 tries on the jacket. 

 "It looks good on you." Paul says as he thinks, and sexy too. 

 Pulling the pastel box towards him Harrison opens it and carefully 
 pulls out a fertility totem. There's a Lakota myth here. Can you 
 translate it, Paul?" 

 "We were taught several diffrent languages when I went to school on 
 the rez."  Paul says as he squints at the note. 

 "The Tale Of Tetashera, The Shield Brothers." Paul reads. 

 The Nation called forth all the bravest and strongest among them 
 to meet. "Brother Moon tells us that The Trickster has kidnapped 
 Sister Sun and if she isn't returned the world will remain in 
 darkness forever." The Chief recites. He knew each of these young 
 braves. He calls Two Feather and White Buffalo Guide to his 
 side. "I give you two gifts to use against The Trickster. Here is a 
 magic rope and here is a magic shield. Go forth and return Sister 
 Sun." The Chief then sent the strongest and the bravest on their 
 journey. 

 They traveled for many hours and finally found The Trickster. 

 "We demand you give us Sister Sun." Two Feathers ordered. 

 The Trickster smiled and said, "That which is two shall become one. 
 Together to stay as one." 

 White Buffalo Guide says, "What nonsense is this. Release Sister 
 Sun." 

 "Look at Two Feathers, White Buffalo Guide. See him for who he 
 is." The Trickster crowed. 

 A look of gentle love showed on White Buffalo Guide's face. He leans 
 in to kiss Two Feather's lips, as The Trickster laughed and danced 
 around them. 
 

 They lost track of time and awoke to find the spell stronger as 
 The Trickster had said two parts combined into one. They moved with 
 purpose and bravery. 

 Two Feathers fell from the hilltop. 

 White Buffalo Guide keened for his lost soul brother. 

 The Trickster came to him to gloat. "You have lost your strength and 
 your bravery." 

 Suddenly a rope fell over him and held him fast. For you see there 
 was a hidden ledge under the cliff top and Two Feathers had tossed 
 the rope to catch The trickster. 

 The Trickster growled as he drew a small fire ball from his multi- 
 colored coat. As it began to grow he threw it at White Buffalo 
 Guide, who at the last second, used the shield to hit the glowing 
 ball into the heavens. 

 Sister Sun had returned to her home. 

 Sullenly The Trickster demanded, "How did you escape my spell?" He 
 demanded as he stomped his feet. 

 "We didn't but we have always been of the same soul. Two halves of 
 the whole. You just made it easier for us. We have been shield 
 brothers, lovers and fighters. You just focused our strength." Two 
 Feathers says as he gazes longingly into his lovers eyes. 

 Dragging The Trickster back to the heart of the Nation for 
 punishment. The two braves shared one heart and one soul. 
 

 Two Feathers, Paul Ironhorse and White Buffalo Guide, Harrison 
 Blackwood, live long and grow stronger the time has come for the 
 strength of the shield brothers to be reclaimed. Enjoy the weekend. 
 Norton and I will keep mom busy.  We have planned to take her out for 
 supper and I'll be staying with Jennifer and The General.  Mom and 
 Norton need some quality time. Enjoy what has been given you. 
 Happy Birthday. 
 Much love Debbie 

 P.S. Yes they are doing what you think they are. 
 Have Fun, Norton. 

 The one brave was sitting and the other brave's head was buried 
 in his crotch. 

 Paul reached over and takes Harrison's face in his hands as he kisses 
 Harrison. "I have loved you from the time I met you." Paul says 
 breathlessly. 

 "I love you, too." Harrison groaned as they kissed again. This kiss 
 was deeper and demanding. "Paul?" Harrison says breathlessly. 

 "What Harrison?" Paul asks. 

 "Birthday cake is good for breakfast, you know." Harrison whispers 
 as he gazed heatedly at Paul. 

 Paul looked confused for a second then he flashed Harrison a devilish 
 smile. "I believe you're right. Happy Birthday." Paul says as he 
 stands and leads Harrison upstairs after blowing out the candles. 
 Paul leads Harrison to his bedroom and quickly begins to unbutton his 
 shirt. 
 

 Harrison stops him as he says, "I want to unwrap my own 
 birthday present." He kisses Paul deeply then as each button opens 
 Harrison tastes the exposed skin. He glanced up from the last button 
 to see Paul's head thrown back with his eyes closed. "You're so 
 beautiful." Harrison groans. 

 Paul pulls Harrison into a devouring kiss. 

 "Wow." Is all Harrison has the strength to say as his eyes cloud 
 with desire. 
 

 Paul begins unbuttoning Harrison's shirt as he nibbles on 
 Harrison's neck. He softly bites Harrison's neck marking him as his 
 own. Stepping back he almost loses control at the sight before him. 
 Harrison's kiss swollen lips. Harrison wearing his mark for all to 
 see. His shirt opened with one side pulled out of his pants and a 
 straining bulge. "My disheveled Angle." 

 Harrison opens his eyes to glare at Paul but his words die 
 unuttered. His eyes lock on Paul's hands as he carefully opens his 
 jeans. 

 Paul grabs his jeans and lowers them with his briefs. He wiggles and 
 shimmies once his cock pops out. 

 Harrison had his jeans at half mast and quickly jumps out of them. 

 As they met, Paul marveled at the erotic feeling of skin on skin. 
 Harrison's hairy chest touching his hairless one almost overwhelmed 
 his control. 
 

 Harrison maneuvered them towards the bed and the gentle pushed 
 Paul. Sending him sprawling on the hunter green comforter. As Paul 
 slides to the center of the bed, Harrison's eyes take on a feral 
 gleam. "Happy Birthday to me." Harrison says huskily as he advances 
 on all fours up the bed like a stalking lion. "God Paul, you are so 
 beautiful." Harrison whispers. He chuckles moments later as he 
 watches a slight flush brush Paul's face. 

 "Harrison touch me, please." Paul groans as his cock begins to jerk 
 in time to his pounding heart. 

 Harrison gentle lays on top of Paul, ever mindful of his slighter 
 form. His lips and tongue work to plunder Paul's responsive mouth. 
 Harrison's tongue fighting for dominance. He growls as Paul licks at 
 the soft plate in the roof of his mouth. 

 Never one for being passive Paul begins to rock against Harrison's 
 hot hard body Their cocks brush sensuously together. "Harder." 
 Paul shouts. 

 Harrison chuckles as he sets a slow pace which quickly builds as he 
 rubs against his lover. "So close." Harrison wails. 

 Paul felt his desire spinning out of control and he bites down on 
 Harrison's exposed shoulder. Paul arches and groans out Harrison's 
 name as he sprays his love load against Harrison's abdomen. 

 Harrison cums almost simultaneously, as Paul's love bite sending him 
 over the edge. 
 

 "Paul, my love, my shield brother, I have loved you from the 
 moment we met." Harrison sighs contentedly. 

 "My love for you began then as well. I guess we didn't fool anyone 
 but ourselves, my Tetashera." Paul hugs Harrison then turns Harrison 
 on his side. 

 "Where are you going?" Harrison asks instantly in fear. 

 "I don't like crusty, sticky. I'm getting a washcloth then I thought 
 we could share the bed for the night." Paul says with a huge smile. 

 The End.