Ah, fuck it. All's I know is, everything worked out A-OK. They got their bad guy, an I got me another fucken belt. I can keep workin, an Rick an me can settle down...

Except: what do I do with this new dude now?

I point at a rooftop. I wanna have a talk with this dude.

We land an stand under a water tank. "Listen, dude..."

"Travis..."

I feel myself blush. "Travis. I don't know where the fuck you came from, but..."

"I don't know you, either. But I trust you. Thanks for saving me."

I feel my face burn. I smile. "'S cool. No worries."

We both stand there, silent, not knowin what to say. Then we both say "Listen..." at the same time.

We laugh. "Go ahead."

"No, you go ahead."

"Shut up an kiss me, stud."

We kiss, an one thing leads to another. A good ole fashioned victory fuck. I screw his brains out an he returns the favor, big-time. His ass is tight. I think he was a virgin. Damn, there ain't even words to describe it. Pumpin that sweet, tight velvet ass with my big mighty cock... Hell, just let yer imagination go t town.

Afterwards, we lay in each other's arms, under the water tank. He kisses me tenderly an strokes my cheek. I brush his hair out of his eyes. Then I sigh an sit up on my elbows.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"I don't know how I'm gonna explain this to Rick..."

His smile drops. "Rick?"

I touch his face. "I already got me a steady boyfriend. He's real good t me, an I love him bad." He looks shocked an sad. "Listen, dude, I'm totally turned on by you, an I think I could love you like I love Rick. But I can't handle havin two dudes at the same time. Rick was there first."

"Is he like me?"

I smile. "He's as sweet as you. He's had some o my cum, so he's partways there, but he's still a mortal. Maybe that's why I love him. He's not like you an me. He can get hurt, or hungry, or cold. I got to protect him from all the things that don't mean nothin to us. Every night, I got to hold him in my arms an keep him protected."

"You could give him one of your belts."

"If he wants it, I will. But I don't think he'll go for it."

"I'm glad he's got you..." He's cryin now. Shit. "I... I know. It's too bad... I'm so confused. This morning, I was just a high school kid. Now I'm like some kind of god, or something. What am I going to do?"

"You can't go back t just bein a mortal. You got the power in your bloodstream, cuz. You're like my brother now. Brothers got to stick together. We're gonna be best buds from now on. OK?"

He stands up. Then he smiles. "OK. How'm I going to explain this to my dad? He's gonna freak out..."

"Just don't let him see the belt. You can find a good hidin place for it..."

"But..." he gestures to his fucken huge, ripped musclebod. "This isn't going to go away for hours after I take the belt off. How do I explain..."

"Just tell him you're into bodybuilding. Let him think yer on roids or somethin..."

"Oh, god, I don't know what to do..." He breaks down sobbin, an I hold him close to me.

"Shh, shh... don't cry, baby. I'm here, dude. I'm not gonna disappear."

He says somethin to me through his sobs, an I can't understand him.

"Don't worry. We're not gonna be strangers. We'll work it out."

He sniffles an looks up at me. His eyes are all shiny an red from tears. "Yeah, we will. We'll be OK."

He kisses me, an the passion in my heart flowers. I can't help but love him. He's like part of me. An I got to love myself, or I ain't worth shit. It took me a long time t learn that. I didn't even realize I knew it til right now.

I tell him my cell phone number. He repeats it, an I know he won't forget it. "Call me tomorrow, OK? We can hook up in the evenin. I'd like you t meet Rick. I think you'd really like him. I know he'll like you..." •