THE FORTRESS OF THUNDER, A SHORT REST

With a flash of lightning and a clap of thunder so bright and so loud for a moment Jacob thought he had gone blind and deaf, he, David-Jesse and Samuel stepped out of the three lightning bolts into a vast cavernous room with lightning bolts painted in what seemed like light itself all around. The older boys laughed at Jacob's open-mouthed and wide-eyed appraisal of his new surroundings. "Impressive, isn't it?" said David-Jesse. "How did you pay for all of this?" asked the younger boy in wonder. Samuel and David-Jesse exchanged an awkward glance. "This doesn't exactly work like that," David finally said. "This is not a place that can be reached or even seen from the outside by anyone other than Thunder Boys and those we choose to invite, and it is not even possible for a heterosexual to enter even under those circumstances. Bisexuals CAN, but it's a bit tricky. . ." "David, Samuel," said a welcoming voice. "Welcome back. A new member?" Jacob looked up to see another young man approaching, and when he got a good look at the other's nasal apparatus, he did a double take. "I see you like my snout," said the newcomer. "It and the rest of me are spoken for, of course, though." He looked at Samuel and David-Jesse. "Where's the other?" "Jacob isn't exactly a new member Nathaniel," said David-Jesse. "He does have the required nasal size, he is obviously male and he is strictly gay, but he's under twenty-five and the only guy he looks at on a regular basis is his heterosexual best friend. Since the same was about to waste him for it, though, we brought him here for some rest from homophobia." Nathaniel looked uncertain for a moment, then smiled and bowed in greeting. "Well then, welcome Jacob. I assure you, no one here will judge you for who you are. We have food, beds, anything you could wish. You can stay as long as you like, and even when you leave, just say one of our names and then The Thunder Boy, and we'll bring you back here in a heart beat." "Thank you," said Jacob, finally finding his voice again. "So, um. . . maybe some dinner with people who will only stare at me because they like what they see, a hot shower and then a bed under a roof with no homophobes?" "That can be arranged," said a new voice. Jacob looked up and this time did a quadruple take. This "Boy"'s, he couldn't call it anything smaller than a snout, was one-hundred percent of the width of his face, giving Jacob such a strong erection he thought he might need to find a bathroom before dinner. There was something not quite right about the young man's appearance, however, although he couldn't quite put his finger on what. Judging by the way the others looked him, though, Jacob felt he was not the only one who had this impression. "Matthew!" all three of the others cried with a mix of surprise and joy. "We thought you were dead." "I am,"replied Matthew. "Outside of these walls, but Luke and are still alive within them. We're not exactly ghosts, but beyond that is unclear even to us, at least as yet. The Fortress of Thunder could only come into existence after the first pair of Thunder Boys to die had in fact died." Matthew glanced at Jacob. "Just go ahead and pull down your pants and undershorts and masturbate right here. These walls will absorb all of the mess. The bathrooms are just for other business." Jacob barely needed to touch his penis to start ejaculating, so great was the erection Matthew's "Enormous Snout" as Matthew himself had named it, generated within him. He ejaculated for a solid three whole minutes, maybe more, but when he was done, instantly the mess on his penis was gone, and all of the semen had vanished the moment it broke contact with his penis. "I wouldn't mention this to LUke, if I were you," whispered Matthew in his ear. "He tends to be the jealous type, and absolutely NEVER call me Matt, because that is something that he is quite insistent that only he calls me." "So?" asked Samuel. "So this place. . .?" he trailed off, clearly uncertain how to proceed. "It's a refuge," said Matthew. "Live people can enter and leave as they wish. When the time comes to take stronger action against the gun nuts and the homophobes, the training will be done here. But for now it is just a place of rest for people like us, gun reasonables and gays. The time for action is soon, although of course Luke and I will only be able to work from within these walls. But for now, in The Fortress of Thunder, we can all have a short rest." Then Matthew gestured and a huge dining room full of other "Boys" with friendly smiles appeared at the far end of the room, luxurious bathrooms to the left and luxurious bedrooms to the right. "Yes," said Jacob. "I will stay here for a while, maybe forever." After the best really hot shower he had ever had, he got dressed in totally fresh clothes, enjoyed a wonderful meal, food and conversation wise, then lay down in a bed that he was certain for the first time in a long time no one had a problem with him being in. "Yes," he said as he drifted off. "In The Fortress of Thunder, I will at least have a short rest."