Solomon's Private File #272
These stories about Stephen and Solomon take place starting in
1950's. Stephen wrote about his life in letters to a penpal, and then
in a secure blog, in case he lost his memory again, in the master
computer in his school for gifted students, which he started attending
in 2016 in a new incarnation, until his death. Now his son Solomon is
attending the same school, and is writing in his own secure blog for
his future incarnations.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Solomon is 28 in this story, in the Spring of 2054.
Solomon's Private File #272 "Brothers In Change"
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When he was alone in his office, I shifted to stand in front of the
manager of the GP Circus in the Imperial galaxy and dimension, while
they were in the home camp on GP. I said, "I've got an idea for a new
act!" He almost jumped out of his skin. When he could, he said,
"Solomon! It's great to see you again!" I said, "Eh, nice to see you,
too. Wait till you see the new act!" He said, "You're here just to show
me a new act?" I said, "Yes! That's what I've been saying! Well?" He
had to laugh. He stood and said, "Then lets go see it." I ported a big
package to me, and his eyes almost popped out. And I changed my
appearance. I said, "You can call me Ham." He said, "Er, alright."
We went to the practice area, at the slack wire. I said, "It should
be a little higher for this, but you'll get the idea." I unwrapped the
package, and unrolled what looked like a stunt air bag. I started the
battery operated motor, and it inflated. I positioned it under the
wire. I got on the wire, and did a few tricks, and exaggerated in a
funny way, falling of the wire. I landed on my back on the bag. Out
popped from the sides some instantly inflated long necked amusing
monster heads, making sounds like farts, but at different pitches. The
inflation motor was still running, enabling it. I stomped on the bag
near one of the necks, and that one bent up and made a louder sound. I
yelled to the manager, "Join me. Compete!" He did that, and we stomped
and made different heads jump with increased air pressure, and make
their sounds, and we were looking astonished and playful, as clowns
should.
We got off, and said, "This is just the basic concept. If you want
it, I can modify it any way you like. Has different settings for
different gravities. No problem if you don't want to use it for
anything. Keep it in reserve in case you want to, later. Emergency act
replacement, maybe." He said, "It was fun!" I said, "Helpful for the
audience to connect and enjoy it. Fun for us, good for them." I took a
pamphlet from the bag and gave it to him, and said, "Instructions and
contact info." We had a large audience of circus people then. I said,
"So, what do you think?" He said, "I like it! I'm impressed. Who's
idea?" I said, "Mine. Haven't seen it any other place. Thought it up,
and just had to show you. You know that kind of feeling." He grinned
and said, "Yes I do."
I said, "Most of my work isn't nearly as much fun. So, when I get an
take it. What'll it cost?" I said, "Money? Nah, I don't need it. Love
the circus. Love to have something I made in it. Much better than
money." He said, "Will you be thinking of other things for us?" I said,
"I don't know. I didn't know I was going to think of this one. Most
wouldn't want my kind of mind that would think of these odd things, but
I like it." He laughed. So did the others. He said, "Come to the office
with me, so we can do the paperwork." We went.
He said to my previous appearance, "Wow!" I said with a grin, "I hear
that a lot." Chuckles. He said, "You don't lie, so what you said was
the real reason." I said, "Yes. You don't know how it is with my group.
We do things that can be life and death for trillions of people. Entire
galaxies, but when I got back from this job, they cried in happiness
for me, that I could actually join a real circus! They all have my
memories of my time here, and still play them back a lot. One of my
best gifts to them." He said, "Oh. I have to ask, what was your best
gift?" I said, "That one isn't usually done standing up." He said with
surprise, "I know what you mean, but not completely." I said, "My love
is so powerful and intense, when I let it loose, a whole galaxy can
feel it. When I include remote stimulation of all the pleasure nerves
"On an individual level, some people have had orgasms in my hugs. Some,
VERY odd people. I love the ones with fur, the most." He grinned and
said, "That I can imagine."
He said, "Any other species near us?" I said, "Closest one, which
isn't that close, has a hard exoskeleton. Sorry, no fur. In the other
direction, MUCH further away, yes, got fur. Give it a century, for
them." He said, "Do you know when the hard shelled people will contact
us?" I said, "If I did, I wouldn't tell you. People on both sides are
being trained for that, though." He said, "Oh. Thank you." I said,
"You're welcome." He said, "Have you visited the Imperial family?" I
said, "Not since the action. Did give the Empress a fancy sword for her
son, though. For his wedding. Dropped it off with a note." He said,
"Emperor now. Wears the sword whenever he can. Now I know why." We
grinned. I said, "It was good visiting with you." I stood and so did
he. I said, "We psis can't really hide our feelings from each other."
More grins. We hugged, and he did make a mess. I cleaned it up, and
dissolved my body there.
He did ask for some modifications, after trying it out some more, and
I did them remotely. They're using it in the shows. Very popular.
Manager had problems explaining where it came from. He knew I thought
that was funny. Well, it was.
A twelve year old boy was crying alone in his bedroom, sitting on his
bed. I shifted in, and sat on the floor in front of him. He looked VERY
surprised. I said, "Shhh." He grinned, and I returned it. I said, "We
won't be disturbed as long as I'm here. You're sad and frustrated about
something." He said, "It's private." I said, "Not much more private
than THAT." He giggled, and said, "You know." I said, "Yes. I know
everything that happens on Earth. So it's alright to talk with me about
it. No embarrassment at all. He doesn't want to do it with you
anymore." He cried some more. He said, "It felt so RIGHT! Like we had
to do it." I said, "I understand. But each one of us is different from
each other, and in some things, more so than in others." He said, "But
it was right for HIM, too. I don't understand!" I said, "That's what
I'm here for. To help you understand."
I said, "Greg changed." He said, "I sure know that!" I said,
"Actually, you really don't. To you, that means he changed his mind. To
him, it's much more than that. You liked it very much when he sucked
you there, and he liked it very much when you did it to him." He
grinned, and said, "Right!" I said, "Now, it doesn't feel the same as
it used to, to him. You must have noticed it didn't want to get hard
for you." He said, "Oh! Is there something wrong with him?" I said,
"Not at all. It's part of growing up. He's turning into a man, and he's
having some manly feelings. Feelings for girls, like he had feelings
for boys before." He said, "Oh! I think I understand! He doesn't want
to do it because it doesn't feel good to him anymore!" I said, "More,
it actually feels a little bad, for him."
I said, "You know about being gay and straight?" He said, "I do. Am I
gay?" I said, "That's for you to discover and know, not me. Doing what
you did doesn't mean you're gay, or make you gay. Your brother
discovered he's straight. It happened when his growing up, made his sex
hormones start flowing. Seen his hair down there? It caused that." He
said, "Is that going to happen to me?" I said, "The growing up, getting
hair in new places, and discovering your sexuality, yes. It's not a bad
thing. We all change, all our lives. Makes it interesting, if a little
confusing and frustrating at times. He still loves you, but he has
different feelings about things now, and different interests. He needs
his own space to help him get used to them, but he won't want to do
those private things with you anymore. I know that hurts you, and he
sure wasn't good about it in changing things with you, but it's new to
him, too. And he's still a kid. He doesn't know about it like an adult
would. One more thing. He might actually be ashamed and angry for
having done those things, because who he is now, wouldn't do them.
Please understand that it doesn't mean he actually dislikes you. He'll
get over it, eventually. With your understanding and help. Talking
girls with him might grab some of his interest." He grinned, and said,
"I already know that! It bounces!" We chuckled.
I said, "He's probably going to want to do that by himself now. Best
not to interrupt him in that." He said, "All the time!" I said, "I
said." He laughed. I said, "He has a problem in that, that you don't.
You have memories you like very much, you can use when you do that. He
doesn't." He said, "Oh! I didn't think of that. He has a dirty magazine
he looks at." I said, "Could be a little more dirty than it was
before." He laughed. I said, "There's something important for the both
of you. It's not good to spend too much time doing that. There are more
important things you could be doing with your time, and that includes
getting enough sleep. So, I think no more than a half hour a day, max.
Better, just fifteen minutes. Takes any longer than that, there's
something wrong with your hands." He giggled, and said, "I understand.
Do you do it?" I said, "When I was your age, only a very few times.
During the school year, I lived in a dorm. You KNOW I didn't do it to
myself. Not with all my friends there to help each other." He grinned
and said, "I believe that! You really know about these things!" I said,
"And how to use them well." He laughed.
I said, "Here is a crystal with my love in it, and it has some books
about what we talked about, in it. Want a recording of what we said
here, in it, too?" He said, "Yes, please. Can I show it to my brother?"
I said, "Then I don't have to suggest it." He grinned. I said, "It will
only work for the two of you. Oh boy is he going to be surprised!" His
grin almost split his face in half. He said, "Will you watch?" I said,
"I know all that happens on Earth. That means I see EVERYTHING." He
said, "Even in the bathroom?" I said, "I sure don't want to see that,
but all is all. God sees all in the whole universe. I see just like
him, but only for this world." He said, "I don't think I can understand
that." I said, "Don't worry. Nobody else does." Smiles.
I said, "Think your parents know what you've been doing?" He said, "I
hope not!" I said, "They might. They were kids themselves in ancient
times." He grinned. I said, "But most often, they forget what they did
as kids, and get all funny looking and upset when it comes to
discussing sex with their kids. And much more, for doing what they did,
that they're too embarrassed to remember." He laughed, and said, "I
know that. Kids talk about that. It's funny." I said, "It is, very, but
not to the parents. So, if you haven't discussed this already with your
parents, you probably won't want to mention my visit to them." He said,
"I already thought off that." I said, "Good thinking. I think we're
finished now." I offered to hug, and he melted into my arms. Had an
erection, too. I said, "Don't worry about that. Happens even with macho
straight men. Sometimes they even squirt in my hug. Aliens, too." He
said, "Wow!" I said, "Funny, that's what they said." Giggles. I shifted
out.
When his brother came home, Roy said to him, "Somebody gave me
something. A crystal. Has Solomon's love in it." Greg said, "No it
doesn't." His brother said with a grin, "It does. See for yourself." He
grabbed it, and put it to his head. He sat down with a thump, totally
surprised. Roy was showing his face splitting grin again. Greg said,
"Wow! A VERY nice man!" Roy nodded violently. Greg said, "I'm sorry I
hurt you. I can't help what I feel." Roy said with tears, "I know. It's
not your fault. I just have to get used to it." Greg grabbed him in a
hug, and kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Thanks for understanding.
Do you love Sol?" Roy said, "I think I do." Greg said, "I think I do,
too. And I love you too, brother. Always. Just not when I'm jacking
off!" They laughed.
George said, "That was a new action! Worthwhile, though. I'll share
it when I should. Loved the new circus act." I said, "Had the idea, had
to share it. I can have hobbies, too, just like regular people." He
said, "Eh, not exactly like them." I have him a rude noise, and he
laughed.
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