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Chapter 4: Scratched

“You want to watch?” Doctor Karl asked their host.

“Nope. I’m not interested in humans. You boys have your fun. I’m off to spend some quality time with Kalina,” said Tucker, leaving the guests to their experimentation. “Don’t stain the carpet or I’ll charge you extra.”

No addition crystal had come from the mating of Tucker with his mare, Patty. None of the science team had expected to succeed in a duplication but being proved wrong in science is as beneficial as being proved right. Their hypothesis about only having two possible Sapphire Suits was slightly reinforced as was their theory that the sexual alignment of the wearer was as important as the affinity of the suit to a species. For five days the team relaxed on the farm when they could, writing reports and making busy when the country quiet became intolerable.

With the reactivation of the Sapphire Suits Doctor Karl and Officer Wright were attempting to replicate their earlier experience with the two Diamond Suits. Two years earlier they had made love while each wearing a Diamond Suit. At the moment of their completion one of the suits had transformed to the deep blue of sapphire and that suit no longer responded to encounters with oestrous canines. If they succeeded in their attempt one of the Sapphire Suits should change alignment to another species.

The two men removed their bath-robes, standing nude in the lounge room area of their accommodation. Two deep blue globes rested on a low table at the centre of the room while tripods of sensors and cameras stood back against the walls. The younger man was already erect in anticipation of coupling with his lover. “What happens if we fuck first, then don the suits? Does the suit make us all horny so we can fuck again immediately?” he joked.

“What happens is that Doctor Chand gets very annoyed and threatens to cut off your… you know… access to future experiments,” his older partner replied.

“Focus, boys… Focus. Last time I shouted at you for messing about in the suits. This time that’s the actual objective so I’ll shout if you get it wrong.” Doctor Chand admonished the naked men. “You’re fucking for science, so do good science.”

Doctor Karl and Officer Wright each retrieved a sapphire crystal. In practiced unison they performed the hand manoeuvre to begin the process of donning the suits. With a cascade of tinkling glass each man was encased in glittering blue facets. Fine stubble razed away by the suits drifted to the carpet. The suits contracted, drawing inward to penetrate each man’s ears, nose, throat, urethra and rectum. Their eyes glittered blue for a moment before the blue faded to pearlescent transparent on their pale skin. Both men gasped with arousal when the material around and inside them vibrated with an insistent humming.

On a monitor Doctor Ash watched from his office in Melbourne while Doctor Chand hovered about with a hand-held digicam.

“Christ, that gets me every time,” muttered Doctor Karl now fully erect from the suit’s stimulation. “Hey, lover. You’re looking all shiny and sexy.” He smiled at the naked young man whose larger penis jutted hard as steel.

“You want me to top?” breathed the youth huskily.

“Fuck yes,” his partner answered. “Do me like a doggy again?” He dropped to all fours on the carpet.

The young officer knelt behind his partner. His cock jutted forward, aching with urgent desire. In their previous tryst the suits had provided the exact amount of friction at their interface that penetration had been easy and stimulation had been perfect. Officer Wright placed one hand on Doctor Karl’s hip and used his other hand to guide his penis.

The prone scientist breathed deeply, forcing himself to relax. While he’d taken his lover many times, the length and thick girth of the young man’s penis was always initially a challenge before his body adjusted to accommodate the monster.

“Oh…” Officer Wright’s confused voice came from behind. “Bother. Hang on…”

“Geeze, Rob. Just fuck me will you?” begged the prone man. His cock bounced beneath his belly, desperate for relief.

“Uh, I can’t. The suit is stuck,” he answered in frustration.

“What? Okay, I’ll move backward a bit… Oh… bollocks. I’m stuck too. Fucksake.” Doctor Karl swore in frustration.

“Doctor Karl, Officer Wright do either of you sense anything from the suits? Odours, pheromones, musk or whatever?” asked Doctor Chand from the side.

“Huh? Uh, no. Now that you mention it,” said the young officer, still kneeling with his penis mere inches behind his lover.

“Fuck. Me neither – no scents or smells. Fuck,” swore the scientist. “We have negative suit reactions.” He crawled forward a pace, then stood up. “Dammit I was looking forward to a good hard shagging. Hey Rob? Wanna join me in the bedroom for a mutual wank? I can’t think with this damned vibrating making me randy.”

The young man stood and grumbled, “Yeah, it’ll have to do I guess.” He sounded as frustrated as his partner.

They left to the adjoining room. A few muffled gasps and thumps of gemstones later the two men re-joined Doctor Chand in the lounge. She handed them robes and they sat together on the comfortable couch.

“So what happened?” Doctor Ash asked from the video monitor?

“Negative reaction from the suits,” explained Doctor Karl. “I don’t know why – both me and Rob were enthusiastic.” He glanced at his nodding partner. “I didn’t think of it at the time but Doctor Chand was right to ask; there was no driving aroma. A couple of years ago when we messed around in the Diamond Suits I remember there was a powerful musky smell. Like the scent of raw masculine sex. Rob said the same at the time. It was like the scent we both associated with men and which we both loved the smell of. This time there was no smell. It was just our natural horniness driving us.”

“And the suit prevented you from penetrating?”

Officer Wright answered, “Yeah. I really wanted to but I was stuck. I couldn’t push forward that last inch or so.”

“And I couldn’t move back to meet him. My suit was likewise seized up,” confirmed the scientist.

“I have a theory about that,” suggested Doctor Chand. “We know the Sapphire Suits are aligned to horses and we’re beginning to suspect they attune to their wearer. How about if the suits weren’t interacting because neither of you are horse lovers?”

Doctor Karl considered. “I guess there’s a thin kind of logic to that. A horse-oriented wearer get their inclination amplified by the Sapphire Suit. Anyone else just gets normal suit behaviour.” He thought for a moment. “That stymies our effort to realign one of the suits – where do you start looking for a pair of gay horse-lovers? Shame it wasn’t a sheep or we could have just gone to New Zealand and grabbed anyone off the streets.”

“You lot are looking a bit glum.” Tucker returned to the guest house. He was naked except for boots and his tattered hat. “Should go shag the mares – they’ll perk you right up.”

“Mister Tucker do you mind putting some clothes on?” said Doctor Chand.

“Nah, I’m good. This is all I wear when there aren’t guests. Postie’s got an eyeful a few times.” He collapsed into a recliner. “You’ve all seen my butt already so I figure we’re good.”

“How was Kalina?” asked Officer Wright.

Immediately the horseman’s eyes softened. “Ah, she’s a sweetheart. I could spend all day with her. You boys didn’t like my girls?”

Rob shrugged his shoulders. “It’s not that I didn’t like them. Your horses are beautiful. Just that… I don’t find them sexually attractive. They’ve got this big butt – like you don’t have sex with a horse, you have sex at a horse.”

“Bah! That big butt is lovely and huggable and if you tried mare pussy you’d never go back to your dogs,” Tucker scoffed.

“You can’t take your girls to bed with you though,” riposted the young officer.

“Could take one of the ponies if I wanted. Nothing wrong with outdoor sex though,” Tucker countered. “My girls will live longer than your bitches too. Patty’s 23 years old now and still got years in her. Your dogs will live, what, 14 years?”

The young officer flinched as he replied, “I wish. Danes and Saints live maybe ten or eleven years. Honestly I don’t know how I’m going to cope when we lose one.” Doctor Karl placed a hand on his boyfriend’s knee to comfort him.

“Sorry bruh,” apologized Tucker, “I didn’t mean to make a sore point out of it. I’ve lost lovers – it fucking sucks.” The horseman was genuinely contrite for his earlier comment. “So what’s got you all down when I came in?”

“Oh, the test didn’t work out as expected,” said Doctor Chand. “The boys weren’t able to couple while wearing the Sapphire Suits. We think it’s because they’re not horse-aligned.”

“Why did you want them to shag in the suits?” asked Tucker.

Doctor Ash spoke from the video stream, “We’re hoping to change the alignment of one of the suits. We previously had two Diamond Suits and no Sapphire Suits. Doctor Karl and Officer Wright experimented with copulating while wearing the Diamond Suits. One of the suits changed to sapphire. At the same time the alignment of the suit changed from canine to an affinity for equines. Now that you’ve provided us with a second Sapphire Suit we were hoping to repeat their experiment and see if one of the suits realigns to something else.”

“What, two horsey suits isn’t good?” Tucker asked.

“Unfortunately we believe having two Sapphire Suits prevents us from cloning a suit to make a fourth suit,” Doctor Ash explained. “If we can realign one and find out what it’s aligned to we have an opportunity to make another suit.”

“I see. So what’s stopping the boys from fucking?”

“The Sapphire Suits are aligned to equines and to people who, ah, love their equines,” Doctor Ash continued. “So the suits refused to allow the coupling.” He pondered. “What we need to do is find another man who loves horses that you could have sex with, Mister Tucker.”

The horseman laughed. “Shit outta luck, mate. I only root my horsies. Humans don’t do anything for me at all. ‘Fraid I can’t help you there.” He pondered for a moment. “Tell you what though… I do know a gay couple who fuck horses: My uncles in Perth. They introduced me to horses when I was a kid on the farm. I could give them a call if you like.”

Doctor Chand was suddenly enthusiastic. “Yes! Please, do call your uncles. You can tell them we’re willing to pay very well for their assistance. Ah, we’ll have to wait five days for the suits to recover. Ask if they would be willing to fly down to Melbourne.”

“Nah, they won’t leave their farm. Best plan would be for me and Leon to go across to Perth with the Sapphire Suits. No chance of them agreeing to cameras and monitors so just the two of us with the suits and make a day-trip.” He stood up to leave. “I gotta fetch my cellphone from my pants.”

“That’s actually a good plan,” said Doctor Chand. “Doctor Karl, would you accompany Mister Tucker to Perth to meet up with his uncles? You’d have authorization to offer whatever you need to convince the men to don the suits and couple.”