Hero

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Hero

Chapter One

(Ethan's Discovery)

Ethan Fields was adopted from a catholic hospital when he was just a few days old. The nuns found him abandoned in the emergency room. They had no idea who he was or where he had come from. He was examined by one of the doctors, and was declared unusually healthy, given the circumstances. They called Catholic Family Services, who arranged adoptions, and engaged in other charitable works. The next family on their adoption list was Caleb and Sonya Fields.

Family Services immediately called the Fields who were ecstatic. It took over a week to execute all the legal documents. They spoke to the doctor before they left to go home with the baby. The doctor told them that he had attempted to circumcise the baby, but he was unsuccessful. The baby's foreskin was so tough, he couldn't cut it and he was reluctant to use a sharper knife. The Fields could care less. Caleb was uncircumcised, and he didn't mind if his son was also. He and Sonya quickly forgot all about it.

The Fields were so delighted to have a baby that they overlooked a lot of things. For instance, the doctors could not inoculate Ethan because their needles kept breaking, and they finally gave up. The young lad began to walk at six months, and had a vocabulary of nearly eight hundred words by the time he was nine months old. The Fields looked the other way, concerning these phenomena, and they convinced themselves that Ethan was a normal child.

By the time he was fourteen, Ethan looked like a twenty-year-old. Not only was he fully mature, but he was a high school graduate. Yale University had rewarded him with a full scholarship, and he would be going to New Haven in a couple of weeks. Caleb and Sonya could not have been prouder.

Ethan did not have the same trouble at the university that other boy geniuses had. He looked like he was at least a sophomore, and socially and intellectually he was on a par with his peers. In addition, he had the body of a Roman gladiator. Women practically threw themselves at him, but they were wasting their time. By the time he was ten years old, Ethan knew that he was gay.

When he was eleven years old, Ethan looked like he was fifteen. The boy next door was really fifteen, and Ethan had the hots for him. Unfortunately, Carl was straight. No matter, Ethan stared into Carl's sensuous brown eyes, with his glowing blue eyes, and Carl was mesmerized. He fell into Ethan's arms, and the two boys lost their virginity. Ethan was an expert lover and teacher. He had read and seen a lot of porn on the internet, and he knew just what to do. Once released from his trance, Carl did not remember a thing. Ethan, however, remembered every lustful moment, and he wanted more.

It was easy enough to mesmerize Carl again, and other hapless boys, but finally Ethan met a genuinely gay young man. Greg was a senior at Yale, and twenty-one. Ethan was fourteen, and a freshman, but Greg thought that he was about his age. Both young men were insatiable in their desire for male sex, and for each other. They made love every chance they could. Finally, one beautiful spring evening, they committed to each other, and swore a life-long union. Greg had no idea that Ethan was a minor, and he could go to jail for loving him.

Greg's maternal grandparents were from Montreal. When Greg was very young they immigrated to the United States and lived with Greg's family. They spoke English perfectly, but refused to speak that `cursed language' if it wasn't necessary. They only spoke French, so Greg spoke both French and English fluently. At Yale he majored in Education, and he had no trouble getting a position teaching French in a local high school near his newly acquired apartment.

Ethan majored in Education also, probably influenced by Greg. He completed college in two years, and graduated only one year after his lover. He was very fortunate to get a position in the same high school where Greg taught. He became a phys. ed. instructor; no surprise to anyone. He moved in with Greg immediately after graduation.

Because of their appearance and athleticism neither man had ever been harassed in high school for their sexual orientation. Well, Greg had been picked on a couple of times, but never Ethan. One look at Ethan and nobody would dare bother him. Unfortunately, one cannot escape bigotry forever, as long as there are people out there who hate them. Ethan and Greg were not drinkers and they never went to bars, but one day they were invited to a friend's birthday party at a very well-known gay bar.

As they were leaving the bar, they were set upon by four burly guys with baseball bats yelling, "Fucking faggots." Greg was so shocked that he was frozen in his tracks. Not so, Ethan.

He advanced toward the bullies with the fingers of both his hands pointing at them. His beautiful blue eyes turned into a silver glow, and the light from the glow radiated all around him. The bullies did not back down, but they held their ground, fearing to advance any farther. Suddenly a stream of fire emanated from Ethan's fingers and consumed his adversaries. He allowed the fire to burn for a few seconds, and then he blew it out before any real damage could be done. Only the four bats continued to burn.

Most of their clothing was burned off the four men, and they stood there practically naked. The genitals of all four of them were exposed. They were too traumatized to move. "Come on, Honey," Ethan said, "let's go home." Greg was still frozen, and Ethan had to take his hand and guide him toward their car. Greg didn't say a word until they were inside their apartment and the door was securely locked.

"How did you do that?" he asked. His voice was a mixture of awe and fear.

Ethan plopped down on the sofa. "Please sit beside me," he begged Greg.

After Greg was seated, Ethan took his hand, and started to cry. "I don't know how I did it," he sobbed. "I just imagined what I would like to happen and it did. Before I met you, I would imagine making love to any guy I was hot for, and it happened. There's something wrong with me," he went on. "Nobody has ever been able to penetrate my skin with a needle or a knife. It's too hard."

"That can't be," Greg whimpered. "When we make love your skin is as soft as a kitten's."

Ethan jumped up, and ran into the kitchen. He got a sharp knife and handed it to Greg. "I didn't say that my skin wasn't soft. I said that it was impenetrable. Try to make a small cut on the tip of one of my fingers," he instructed Greg.

"No, never. I don't want to hurt you."

"Trust me," Ethan cajoled. "You won't hurt me." He stared into Greg's eyes, and Greg could not resist. He tried to make a small slit in Ethan's finger, but he was unable to do so.

"My God," Greg croaked. "You're a fucking super hero." He cowered backward in fear."

"Please don't turn your back on me. I need you desperately to make love to me," Ethan begged.

"Okay," Greg said. "Let's make love, but afterward, we have to discuss this."

He grabbed Ethan around the waist and began to remove Ethan's belt. Seconds later, they were in bed together playing sixty-nine. As they both drew near a climax, they stopped sucking.

"Fuck me now," Greg demanded. "I want to be fucked by Superman."

After Ethan spilled his seed high up Greg's guts, Greg cried out, "That felt human enough to me."

The two men turned toward each other. They kissed and fondled their cocks until they fell asleep. They never did discuss the events of this eventful day. In fact, they resumed their lives without another word being said.

Four months later, they were invited to a Halloween party. This time it was a private house party in a friend's apartment. They didn't have to worry about being set upon as they had been at the gay bar. They decided to leave selection of costumes to Greg, who would surprise Ethan. When the "surprise" was revealed, Ethan wasn't sure if he loved it or hated it. He was going as Superman, and Greg was going in drag as Lois Lane.

When it was time to leave, they did not want to drive their own car. They were afraid that there would be a lot of drunks on the road. They went downstairs, intending to hail a cab.

"This is silly," Greg said jokingly. "Why don't you just fly us there?"

"Okay," Ethan said, joking back. He put one arm around Greg's waist. He pointed his other hand to the sky, imagined them flying off, and they did.

Greg screamed in fear. "Don't drop me," he repeated over and over. Then he mixed that plea with, "Don't fall Ethan; don't fall."

"Don't be scared," Ethan begged Greg. "This is so much fun. I wish I had known about this sooner."

He identified their friend's building and alit on the roof. It was a bumpy landing, but Ethan promised Greg that he would get better with practice. Poor Greg was ashen. "Can we take a cab home?" he pleaded. "I was just kidding about flying to the party. It never occurred to me that you could really do it."

They entered the building through the door on the roof, and actually had a great time at the party. For a minute or so at a time, they forgot that Ethan could fly. In spite of enjoying the party and the camaraderie, Greg could not wait to get home to discuss Ethan's flying ability. He actually whispered in Ethan's ear, "I'm airsick. Please let's go home."

Greg's `illness' was their excuse to leave the party. They went home by cab.

Alone in their apartment, Ethan said, "I'm bushed. I guess the flying knocked me out. Let's go to bed."

"Not yet," Greg said. "Let's experiment a little, and see if you have x-ray vision also. Undress me with your eyes."

Ethan stared at his partner. Little by little his eyes did undress Greg. First he saw his flesh and blood body. Then he saw his skeleton, and finally he saw Greg's internal organs. He started to laugh, and Greg asked what was funny.

"Did you know, Lois, that you have a cock, and it's a beauty? I might add that you're cut. Are you transitioning?"

"Don't make jokes," Greg said. "This is serious business. Did you see my innards?"

"Yes."

"Am I healthy?"

"I'm no doctor, but you appear to be in very good health. Now get out of those female clothes. I prefer to make love to a man."

"Aren't you even interested in discovering what other super powers you have?"

"Yes darling, but first I want to feel your cock way up my ass. We'll experiment in the morning."

It was a great evening of sex. They gave each other trips around the world that went on forever. Then they sucked each other to the edge, and finally they fucked each other. Somehow their orgasms were more intense than usual, and they both cried before they fell asleep.

Greg was not able to sleep well. A million thoughts were going through his brain. On the other hand Ethan slept like the dead. When Ethan finally awakened, he found Greg sitting on their bed and grinning at him.

"I'd like to ask what you're grinning at," Ethan said, "but not until after I pee and brush my teeth."

When he got out of the bathroom, he found Greg in the kitchen setting up the coffee, and something was toasting in the toaster. They were both naked.

"I thought you wanted to discuss my super powers," Ethan said.

"Yes, let's do it over breakfast."

When everything was ready and they were seated at the table, Greg took a sip of coffee, and said, "I've been thinking. You know how you say you just think of something you would like to happen, and it does? Well, we know you're adopted, so somewhere out in the universe you have birth parents. What if you wished for them to visit us, and tell us how you came here, and what's what with you?"

"I'm probably an alien, so frankly, I don't think it will work," Ethan said doubtfully, "but we can give it a try." He closed his eyes as if he was making a birthday wish.

"Wait," Greg yelled. "We better get dressed first."

The two men stared in disbelief as a puff of smoke appeared in the kitchen. It was twirling like a tropical storm trying to form into a hurricane. Little by little, the smoke was solidifying into a body. The body was a man, and he was completely naked. Greg laughed at his insistence that they get dressed.

The apparition, or whatever it was, looked around. He saw Greg first and smiled at him. Then his eyes lit on Ethan, and his smile got broader. "You must be my son," he said. "You look just like me, and nobody else would have the power to summon me."

Ethan stepped forward to embrace his father, but the man held up his hand to prevent it. Suddenly speech between them stopped and they started to communicate telepathically. Greg realized what was happening, and he also realized that he would have to wait a while to find out what it was all about.

"I can't stay long," Ethan's father said, "so let me answer your question before we lose our ability to communicate." He sighed and began:

"Our planet is located in this galaxy, but almost at the opposite side. We had evolved to a point where there were no diseases, and no conflicts, so the population was growing rapidly. The planet could no longer meet the needs of the people. Our natural resources were rapidly diminishing. The senate passed a very severe law, which was necessary for survival of the planet. Each family could have only one child, now and forever. If there were two children in the family, the youngest was to be sacrificed for the greater good. If there were three children, the youngest two would meet the executioner, and so on. Now-a-days if a woman becomes pregnant with a second child, her pregnancy is aborted. You would have been put to death, dear son, so I put you in a space capsule, and aimed you toward the earth.

"When you arrived on earth, a woman came across the capsule and left you in a hospital. As you grew to manhood, I realized that your chemical composition was different than the people of this planet, and that has given you super powers. Use them wisely, Son."

"One more question, Father. Are you disappointed in me that I am homosexual?"

"Of course not. On my planet, women are used only to procreate. All recreational sex is homosexual. By the way, I sense how much Greg cares for you. He has rare qualities. I'm happy for you, Son."

"Would it be possible for Greg and me to return to your planet?"

"Absolutely not. If it was discovered that I didn't put you to death, your mother and older brother would be executed, and I would have to spend the rest of my days in a prison. Please, dear son, do not call upon me again. It is too dangerous."

Although Greg had no idea what Ethan and his father had talked about, he could see the apparition turning to smoke again and then disappearing. Ethan was crying, and Greg put his arms around him in a vain attempt to comfort him; maybe to ease his pain. He sat down on the sofa, still holding on to Ethan. There was something that always comforted Ethan when he was hurting. Greg began to fondle him, and he did become somewhat consoled.

Ethan looked at Greg. "I have a mission now," he said. "Tomorrow morning, we'll experiment with my powers, and see how far I can go."

There was no experimenting the next day. They both had to go to work, and that occupied most of their time. At Thanksgiving break, they spent two days with Greg's parents and two days with Ethan's. Finally, the day after Christmas, they were able to break away from family obligations, and experiment without interruption.

Ethan had already discovered that he could make fire, see people's innards, and fly, but now he discovered that he could read people's minds. He had Greg think about something and he told him what he was thinking. Ethan began to laugh. Greg was projecting to him how much he loved him. "I love you also," he said out loud.

He also practiced his flying, but Greg elected to stay firmly on terra firma. Ethan came swooping down behind him, grabbed him at the waist, and carried him high above the city. "Tell me that this isn't a magnificent sight," he said to Greg.

"Maybe so, but I'm freezing to death." Ethan had forgotten how cold it could be for an earthling at this elevation. He wrapped himself around Greg to keep him warm.

Once back on the ground, Greg asked Ethan if he had figured out yet how he was going to use his powers.

"Not yet, but I am sure it will come to me. I need for you to fuck me so I can get my brain operating at warp speed."

Greg laughed at him.

To be continued......