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Tucker

Tucker liked to think that nothing could throw him off his game. What he'd just found out seemed to have done just that. His dad hadn't been making some sort of allegory, Theo was actually his brother.

The DNA read and comparison had announced the result plainly, they shared a father. How had that happened? That the medical equipment hadn't been able to answer.

Theo seemed to be in a similar state of shock, walking silently next to him. He hadn't said anything when Tucker had taken him by the arm to make sure he took the right corridor.

How could the fertility clinic make such a mistake? And even more puzzling, why hadn't they informed his dad it had happened.

As they approached their room he pinged his dad and got a generic 'don't disturb me,' message which meant he was still busy with Uncle. He pinged Trevor, and was informed to leave a message, that he'd get back to him once he was done with his work.

The door opened at his command, and he led Theo into the lounge. As expected, Trevor was in his usual seat, eyes closed hands on his lap, still. He was naked, and Tucker glanced at Theo to see if he'd noticed, but he was looking ahead, eyes not quite glazed over, but unfocused.

Tucker led him to his bedroom and sat him on the bed. When his dad was done tearing Uncle apart, he'd asked in which of the seven attached bedrooms, and realized how off he was that he wasn't coming up with arguments for Theo to stay in his room.

He left him there, commanding the door to remain open. He didn't think Theo would do anything desperate, but he didn't want to risk it.

He shook Trevor's shoulder, not expecting, and not getting a reaction. Tucker sighed and sat next to his brother. He closed his eyes and activated the sensory override program. All sensation of the ship vanished. He no longer heard the almost subsonic whine of some of the systems behind the walls, of the distant ticks and pings of something that was misaligned. He reminded himself to look for it at some point.

With a breath he opened his eyes.

As far as he could see, he wasn't in his family's lounge anymore. He was seated in the middle of empty space. He couldn't stop the shudder. This never felt right, knowing he was in a lush room, sitting in a plush chair, but not seeing any of it.

Sure, he could customize his lobby so it would look like something, but that felt even worse, being instantly elsewhere. He preferred not being anywhere.

He stood and took a step away from the chair, trying not to think about the fact his body was still seated in the real world, that this was literally happening in his mind, completely disconnected from the real world.

How Trevor could prefer being in here over out there baffled him. If it wasn't of "The Land of Farr," the immersive game he played, with the rest of his brothers, and friends on earth, he'd disable the interface.

A window appeared before him, structured like something he'd seen in a documentary on an archaeological site in Ameritech where they'd unearth a pre-cataclysm house fully preserved.

The windows had caught his fancy, instead of being just a transparent sheet covering whatever surface was intended to be see-through, they had been smaller, and divided into sections.

His window was two square feet, divided by a wooden cross and framed with wood. Beyond it he could see the field where his house was located in ???Earth-game location??? He tapped the glass and got a notification that the connection delay was still too big for him to connect. He'd expected that, they were still over a month away from Earth.

He dismissed it and called up his setting controls. From it he called the option to access the net. The darkness was replaced with a star field and he had to fight a moment of vertigo.

He hated this even more.

He activated the search function and entered Trevor's family identifier. One of the closer stars blinked green and he steeled himself before moving there.

Everything shifted until he stood before a red bubble flashing green. He dismissed the search function and placed a hand on it.

"Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I'm done with my work," came Trevor's automated answer.

"Trevor, cut this out, you know it's me."

"Busy, here."

"Trev, this is important, I need you in the real world. We need to talk."

"We can talk here, Tuck."

Tucker snorted. "Not with you dividing your attention. You know I wouldn't insist if this wasn't important."

A sigh came from inside the bubble. "Alright, I'll see you there." And the bubble vanished, making Tucker feel like the world had lurched around him. He cursed and deactivated the interface.

Feeling the weight of his body felt momentarily wrong. And the sounds seemed loud. Less than a minute in there and his body didn't feel like it was his anymore. He shuddered. How could Trevor stand spending hours in there?

Trevor stretched. "So? What's so important?"

"First off, if dad asks, you spent some time in one of the lounges, entertaining the passengers with your investigation adventures. It's what I told him you were doing?"

"And he believed you? He knows I hate those places with all the people."

"He was sort of busy tearing Uncle apart at the time, so he probably wasn't paying attention to what I was saying, but it's dad, so he almost certainly heard, so just tell him you made an effort. You know he doesn't like that you spend all your time in here. You're supposed to be on vacation, that is supposed to mean out here with the rest of us."

"Fine, I'll cover the lie you told to keep dad from being so disappointed in me. Now why did you pull me out?"

Tucker indicated Theo, visible through the open doorway.

"Yeah, what about him?"

"He's our brother."

"I know."

"You know?"

"Tuck, who do you think told dad? Ever since that AI thing on Mars, Uncle's been accumulating encrypted vaults, so I've been passing the time opening them up. Most of what he's keeping in there is pure code, so beyond me, but in one of them he has Theo's information, along with his DNA and a comparison to Dad's. He told you?"

"Indirectly. He called me to one of the rooms Uncle uses when he needs to interact with someone who doesn't know what he is. He told me "Take your brother to our room." You weren't there, that's when I told him you were with the passengers."

"When you lied, you mean."

Tucker shrugged. "He said to take Theo to our room. A lot of stuff was being said, and dad was angry so that was entertaining for a bit, but then he told me to take him and leave. I didn't know how serious he was about the brother thing so on the way here we stopped by the med-bay and got our DNA compared, and, well there's seven of us now. Do you have any idea how it happened?"

Trevor shook his head. "If Uncle knows, it's in a vault I haven't opened yet."

"Is that what you were doing?"

"No. Uncle's segregated all his vaults under a new encryption and a warning that if I touched it he was going to scramble my game data."

"Can he do that?"

"He's Uncle, what can't he do?"

"Who is he, exactly?" Theo asked, dropping himself into one of the seats.

"He's Uncle," Tucker said. "You feeling better?"

Theo snorted and shook his head. "Okay, but *who* is he? I mean I've worked out he runs your Black Ops, but--" he paused, "--he's got to be someone."

Trevor looked at him as Tucker stood. "I'm getting a drink. Your usual Trev? Theo, another volcano?"

"No, just water, or juice. Alcohol isn't what I need right now."

"Yes, Tuck." To Theo Trevor said. "I'm letting dad deal with that one. I don't want him or Uncle and angrier at me than they are at the moment."

"How are you feeling?" Tucker asked, handing Theo a glass. "It's orange juice. And a Black Fortress for you." He gave Trevor a tall glass.

Theo took a sip and leaned back in the seat. "This is going to complicate things like you can't imagine."

"The spy thing?" Trevor said. "Please, don't act surprised. Since Uncle took an interest in you I've been looking at everything we have, and what I could get Mars to send me. It wasn't too difficult to figure out."

"Really?" Theo's tone was dubious.

"Sure. First off, we don't normally take passengers who aren't Orr citizens, too many hassles. Mindset and that stuff. That jumble at Titan screwed things up enough getting you two didn't raise any flags, until you consider that it was only the two of you who ended up on the Mercury. What are the odds of that happening, when there's no more than ten percent of the Titan population that's Orr at any time? Granted that wasn't noticed at the time, we weren't looking for a spy among us."

Tucker made himself comfortable. Trevor in investigative mode was always fun to watch. Theo didn't seem too pleased with what he was learning.

"You were wondering what I was doing, Tuck, I was going through the Mars records. The delays' still short enough it's not to bad. You and your new boyfriend reach Mars, and he's immediately called to Earth, some sort of cleverly routed emergency message. I can't get the details, but I was able to trace the route it took. Whoever you got to do this is very good."

"Cass I'm guessing?" Tucker said.

"Who's that."

"I'm not entirely sure, it's someone Theo mentioned."

Theo hesitated under both their gaze. "He's my partner, yes, he's the one who routed the message. Their uncle's going to tell them, it isn't like you're going to be a secret all that long. Go on."

Trevor tilted an ear, but didn't press. "Marcus leaves Mars, and yet, within moments, Marcus Bowfinger goes through Custom, only he isn't a mongoose anymore, he's a tiger. You do know if anyone that isn't us works out your altered your DNA ID tag you are in so much shit even dad won't be able to keep you out of it."

Theo shrugged and Tucker was realizing that for him that wasn't the biggest worry about all this.

"Marcus takes possession of his assigned lodging, goes and does his job, then a second Marcus Bowfinger tries to cross custom. Lots of red flags go up. He gets detained, things get cleared up enough for him to be released, and for a query to be sent regarding the tiger with the same name, and ID tag, but all hell breaks loose with the attack, and everyone's way too busy to worry about a case of Identity theft. You get caught as the head of the Independent--"

"Anarchists. That's what I call them to differentiate them from the others."

"Alright, from the Anarchists, which supports my idea that you work for one of the Independent faction. I have to say I've never seen one with the tech to pull off a DNA Id tag."

"You have a lot of dealings with them?"

"Not personally. I'm into cybercrime tracking. Which isn't really something they get involved in. But my family has a history with some of them. Some of our enemies use them as fodder."

"Vanguard, you mean? Their animosity toward you is well known," Theo added at the speculative expression on Trevor's face.

"Yes, but most people don't immediately jump to the conclusion that they've actually broken corporate treaties and actually attacked us. We don't advertise that fact. You're better informed and better equipped than I'd expect an Independent to be. Even the Miners don't have anything that'd let them change a DNA tag, and they're the most advanced of your people. Who exactly do you work for?"

Theo smiled. "You're not going to get that out of me. And in case that uncle of yours is feeding you questions. You can tell him that no one is going to contact you to make a deal for my release. The moment my face was broadcast, all ties to who I worked for were erased. I'm worthless to him."

"You don't have to worry about Uncle." Tucker said. "He isn't going to bother you again, well, not in the locking you up in a room with Brick way. I'm sure he'll keep asking you questions, but dad is going to have reminded him that he isn't allowed to treat family the way he treated you."

"I'm not part of your family."

"Your DNA states otherwise," Trevor said.

"I don't give a damn what DNA says. The fact I share half of it with your father doesn't make you my family. I have a family. They raised me and they love me. I won't get to see them ever again, but that doesn't mean I'm looking to replace them. You can step down from that pedestal you all put yourselves on. You're not so great everyone dreams of being part of your family."

Tucker grinned. "You're probably right about the rest of them," he motioned to Trevor with his glass, "but I am that great." He finished his drink to his brother rolling his eyes.

"Ignore him, he's definitely full of something."

"I've been trying, but he makes it really tough."

"So you still haven't fucked him yet? I thought when you took him to that room it might lead to that."

"You were spying on me?"

"Well, things do tend to be entertaining around you. So yeah. At least until you deactivated the room's security."

"My brother's a voyeur," Tucker said.

"I'm not. I don't need to see you have sex, well, not most of the time. I have to say that gorilla and chimp couple...that was surprising."

Tucker felt his ears burn.

"Is that something I should know about?"

"No!"

"Oh, most certainly," Trevor grinned.

"Trev!"

"What? Since when do we keep that stuff from the rest of the family?"

Tucker grabbed Theo's empty glass and headed for the sink. "He said he wasn't family."

"He'll grow to love us, you know it."

"Don't hold your breath," Theo said.

"See!"

"You're just pissed because there's now one family member capable of resisting your cock. Anyway, we have this couple," Trevor began.

Tucker got is music going, raising the volume so he wouldn't hear anything of what Trevor would say, or embellish. It wasn't like he needed the replay. He'd been there. He remembered very well all the things Atlas's wife had gotten him to do in front of Tucker. And the fact that he hadn't been allowed to touch the gorilla had just made the session that much hotter.

The gorilla had gyrated, caressed himself, stroked himself, and kept himself at the edge for the two hours his wife had him perform for Tucker. Of course the order she'd given Tucker not to jerk off hadn't been easy to obey, but she'd warned that the show would end immediately if he touched himself without permission.

He didn't have to obey, he wasn't in a relationship with her, but then the gorilla had lied down as instructed and looked Tucker in the eyes and he grabbed his leg and pulled his hips to his mouth, taking the tip of his own cock in his mouth.

Someone had whined at the sight, Trevor had been happy to inform him. Tucker had denied it even when shown the recordings.

Atlas had been allowed to come within a breath of Tucker at times, and the heat of the gorilla's cock close to Tucker's own, or his face, his nipples had been torture. The gorilla had managed to squirt a bit of precum on Tucker's lips and it had been heavenly.

After two hours, she'd finally allowed him to cum, over Tucker's cock. He'd promised himself he was going to rub it deep in his fur, and in his cock's flesh as he jerked off. He couldn't believe he was actually thinking about jerking off. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had to do that, let along contemplated it.

And as the gorilla was panting in his face, she ordered him to lick Tucker clean. He actually cried out when Atlas ran his tongue along Tucker's cock.

She was standing next to Tucker, watching the gorilla work and what she said shocked Tucker so much he almost jumped out of the chair.

"If he hasn't cum by the time he's clean, you can forget about cumming for the next month."

And the gorilla just slowed down, being more meticulous in washing Tucker's balls, caressing his shaft with his cheek as he licked the cum that had landed on his stomach and keeping his eyes fixed on Tucker's. When he licked the shaft Tucker was vibrating with pleasure. He licked up and down it, stopping at the crown. He licked the underside, his tongue ran around the shaft. And then he had closed his lips around Tucker's cock head.

He exploded. There was no other way to describe how he'd felt. It was an explosion of pleasure that had left him limp in the chair. When he managed to open his eyes the gorilla was a few steps away, beaming with pride.

"You did very well," his wife said and motioned for him to lean down. She licked Tucker's cum that had ended up on the gorilla's cheek.

Tucker startled as a hand landed on his shoulder. "Fuck Trev, don't do that!"

His brother looked down. "Reminiscing I see." He leaned in. "When you finally decide the glasses are clean enough, I'm going to be in my room. Theo's taking your bed, so you're welcome to join me." He ran a hand over Tucker's pants, squeezing the erection. "Unless you plan on taking care of this yourself."

Trevor left him, and Tucker was right behind him. There was no way he was jerking off. He hadn't had to since the one time he'd experimented with it as a kid, he wasn't going to start now.

* * * * *

The Epsilon fork reintegrated with Caduceus, and it knew what it had. One of the Delta forks it had monitoring communication incoming to Earth had picked up one with a name of interest. Theodore Laramy.

It was a name it paid attention to, because it was one of the identities one of the Colonies' agents could use. But was it?

It looked at all the Theodore Laramy in the solar system. It sent Deltas hidden within outgoing communications to find as much up to date information on all of them, and as the results came in, it eliminated all the legitimate users of the name.

While that search was happening, it studied the provenance of the message referring to this Theodore Laramy. It came from the Mercury, an Orr passenger ship that acted as a cover for the Orr AI to travel through the solar system.

There were no recorded Theodore Laramy currently traveling on that ship, but there had been one, only weeks before. A Theodore Laramy of interest to her, because he was the Colony agent who had been assigned this name.

Then it studied the message itself. Unlike the usual message coming in from outside Earth, this one was a voice recording.

"Terry, I need you to do a search for any mention of a Theodore Laramy, species tiger. I don't have an ID tag for you. I can't trust the one I got, but I want you to treat this search and any results you get from is with care. Don't draw attention to it, please. It turns out that he's... No, I'm not risking this to a message, just be careful with this. It's important."

It recognized the voice as that of Eric Orr, the captain of the Mercury, as well as the father of the current Orr generation running the corporation.

It studied the message, comparing inflection, tone rhythm to those she'd accumulated on this particular Orr. It determined that the situation involving Theodore Orr was personal to him.

There was only one conclusion it could draw. It had happened. Theodore Laramy, whose last name was actually Paso, had been found out to be Eric Orr's son.

It analyzed this in relation to what it had received from the Caduceus that had been on Mars. Brought up what it had discovered of what was happening on Earth, and made a decision.

Under normal circumstances, Theodore Paso should be erased from any Colony records. He would have died. His parents would mourn him.

This wasn't a normal circumstance. There were events Theodore could help with, that him being on Earth could help with, but only so long as he was not cut off from the Colonies.

It formulated the message, determined the best person to send it to, the appropriate way to send it so it would be recognized and reached its destination unhindered.

It sent the message.

Then it waited.