Universe … The last frontier …

These are the voyages of the Spaceship Venture.

Its non-stop mission:

to explore strange new worlds;

to search for new life and new civilizations;

to boldly cum where no one has cum before …

Prologue

Captain's log

Stardate 44303.1

We have arrived at Eldiras, the Epsiloid homeworld, where we will be picking up prominent geneticist Biley Mork, in order to take him to Ibaka IV, his homeworld, after having attended a Genetic Summit. Doctor Rogantis has expressed his interest in exchanging points of view with the Ibakan, a personal hero to Doctor Rogantis.

Doctor Artim Rogantis stood before the transporter pad waiting to receive their guest. He couldn't hide his nervousness and excitement, after all, it was not like they had someone like Professor Biley Mork on board every trip. It was actually Mork's work which had been the main influence for Artim Rogantis to enter the medical field and he could not believe the Ibakan was going to be on board even if only for some hours.

Doctor Biley Mork was a well-known geneticist, and the first one in the Quadrant to have achieved successful cloning of an individual, memories and all, and even though cloning had now been banned by the Federation and many other forces in the Alpha Quadrant, the man's reputation had given him a status no other geneticist in the quadrant could ever achieve.

Artim Rogantis took a deep breath, turned to crewman O'Reilly who was operating the transporter and asked:

"Are we ready?"

"Aye, sir," O'Reilly replied, "We're ready on your command."

"Energize," the Bommorian doctor said.

Crewman O'Reilly, the tall and slender red-head of Irish descent nodded and started the transporting sequence. A few seconds later, the image of Doctor Biley Mork materialized before them. O'Reilly was startled at first, never having seen an Ibakan before. The man was short, possibly 1.60 [5' 3"] tall. His body was shaped like that of a teenager, but the one impressive feature was the man's head and face. Over a teenage-sized face, a big head with protuberances and pulsating veins caught the eye immediately. The man's skin was gray with shades of purple. His eyes, larger than a teenager's, were of an iridescent yellow, becoming the most disturbing feature on the geneticist's face.

"Professor Mork," Doctor Artim Rogantis said approaching the man and bowing, "I am Doctor Artim Rogantis, Chief Medical Officer of the Venture."

"Doctor," the weird looking Ibakan said bowing as well.

"I cannot express what an honor it is to have you onboard, sir," the felinoid doctor carried on, "I have been a great fan of your work ever since …"

"Yes, yes, I assume so," the Ibakan said rudely.

Caught off guard, Artim Rogantis cleared his throat.

"Captain Dar was wondering if you'd like a tour of our ship …"

"That won't be necessary," the Ibakan said interrupting the doctor, " I'd like to go to my accommodation. I have lots of work to do in order to organize the knowledge I have acquired during the Genetic Summit."

"Not at all, Professor," Rogantis said slightly shocked by the Ibakan's directness, "I'll be glad to be of any assistance should you …"

"That won't be necessary either," Biley Mork said.

"Understood, Professor," Rogantis said, "If you'll follow me, please."

Artim Rogantis shocked at the man's demeanor, walked in silence alongside Professor Biley Mork. From what he had found on Starforce Database, Ibakans were supposed to be a gentle race of healers, dedicated to easing the suffering of all the species they encountered, probably the reason why most Ibakan's were renowned scientists. Biley Mork, however, had come across as anything but gentle. He was, in fact, rather rude.

"Here we are," Artim Rogantis said opening the door for Professor Mork.

As soon as the Ibakan was inside, he turned around standing by the door, "that will be all," he said, "let me know when we have arrived at my homeworld."

With that, he closed the door in Doctor Rogantis' face. The Bommorian turned around disappointed. He sighed and started walking in silence. Artim had expected so much of Professor Mork's visit, thinking he'd have a chance to talk to the man about his work and the summit, but now it seemed that would not come to pass. Still, he had a packed day, so he decided to dismiss his disappointment and get down to sickbay.

Alone in his quarters, Professor Biley Mork got to work. It was 1900 hours. His trip on board the Venture would take around twenty-four hours, barely time to find the suitable candidate to test his recently acquired knowledge on human physiology.

He opened one of his personal suitcases which was in reality a rather advanced computer and cleverly patched himself into the Venture's Main Computer. His encryption software was so advanced it even allowed for him to be undetected. Once he'd gained access, he entered the search parameters.

Subject Search:

Species: Human. Gender: Male. Condition: Pubescent. Age: Between 10 and 13.

The computer started displaying information regarding the Subjects one by one. Jones, Derrick (Age 10). Tatum, Kace (Age 11). De'Lorna, Dewey (Age 12). Rossa, Chad (Age 13). Riker, Ethan (Age 13). Gordon, Jay (Age 11). Savage, Kevin (Age 12). Emmerick, Timothy (Age 12). Haim, Lucas (Age 12). Smith, Elliot (Age 10). Miller, Stephen (Age 10). Nelson, Dennis (Age 11).

He devoted himself to going over the general and medical data on the subjects for a bit over two hours, trying to find what he was looking for, mainly a boy whose family circle was not exactly large. Finally, he made up his mind, selecting Kace Tatum, the eleven-year-old who lived with his half-brother of Lt. JG Robin Tatum. With the boy's father dead, and his mother missing, Kace's only close family was his half-brother who had taken the role of parent, not wanting to leave his little brother in his grandparents' care back on Earth.

A grin on his face, Biley Mork had found what he was looking for. The following day they would be arriving in the Ibakan homeworld and he had a lot of work to do.

Act I
Child Problem

Lt. Robin Tatum, 2nd Assistant Engineer finished brushing his teeth as he made sure his brother, Kace, was ready for bed. It was only 2045 hours, but his shift was about to begin and he had got into the habit of leaving his young half-brother in bed when he went on duty.

"You ready for bed, Kace?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, whatever," the boy said.

"Good," the half-Human/half-Qulud said choosing to ignore his brother's attitude, "My shift begins at 2200 hours, I'll be back around 0600."

"Fine," Kace said not looking at his brother.

"Kace?" Robin said.

"Uh-huh?" the boy asked not looking away from his novel.

Robin Tatum frowned and walked towards the door.

"Never mind," the young lieutenant said.

Truth was things had not been easy between them since the Belphagorian Crisis. Yes, they were both attending therapy with Counselor Ruavu Daelar, but things kept changing for the worse. He didn't know how to talk to Kace anymore. Before the Crisis, they had both been fairly close even if they were half-brothers. But since Kace had forced Robin to suck him and swallow his cum, the bond, they once had, seemed to have broken forever.

Material to discuss during his next session with Counselor Daelar. For the time being, however, he had been assigned to run a level 2 diagnostic of the warp core and he needed to focus on the task at hand. During his shift, however, he kept getting distracted. Even if he didn't want to, his mind kept drifting to the situation with Kace. For the first time since Kace had been placed under his care, he did not know how to deal with the situation and he was worried. He was worried because he was all the family Kace had and vice versa.

At 0600 his shift finished and he went to his living quarters. As expected, Kace was still asleep and Robin went to his bedroom. He got naked and walked into the shower. Once done, he replicated breakfast for Kace and then walked into his brother's bedroom. Kace was sound asleep even though it was already 0700 hours and Kace had school.

"Kace," he said, "It's time for school."

There was no reply so Robin moved towards the bed and poked Kace in the arm, "Kace. Time for school."

Kace Tatum mumbled something in his sleep and turned over covering his head with the bedspread.

"Kace!" Robin said this time shaking the boy.

"Hey! Knock it off!" Kace said angrily.

"It's time for school," Robin said trying to keep calm.

"I don't want to go!" Kace replied covering his head again.

"It's not open for discussion," Robin said and pulled the bed clothes from Kace.

"I hate you!" Kace said jumping from the bed and pushing Robin on his way to the bathroom.

Robin Tatum sighed trying to keep as calm as was humanly possible. He set the table for him and Kace, but as soon as his brother came from the bathroom, he went to his room and came out completely dressed and ready for school, his backpack hanging from his left shoulder. He walked past the dining room to the door to his quarters.

"Hey, breakfast is ready!" Robin said.

"Not hungry!" Kace said angrily as he walked outside.

Robin Tatum sighed again taking his hands to his temples. He was not angry this time, he felt defeated. With his plate before him, Robin Tatum started crying in desperation. How exactly was he supposed to deal with Kace's attitude? He was at a loss.

He was able to chow down little of the breakfast and right after, he went straight to bed hoping he could get some sleep, he was so tired of this situation.

It was 1430 hours when Kace Tatum came back from school. No sooner had Kace left the classroom then Mister Nelson, Kace's homeroom teacher, had sent Robin a brief message letting him know Kace had not turned in their last Federation History assignment, this making the third assignment Kace had not turned in, in the last month.

"We need to talk," Robin said as soon as Kace entered their quarters.

"We do?" Kace asked not even looking at his brother.

"Yes, we do!" Robin replied, "I got a message from Mister Nelson saying you did not turn in your latest Federation History assignment."

"Oh, that," Kace said, "Who fucking cares about Federation History!"

"You do if you want to succeed in life! And what's with that language!" Robin replied.

"Robin, I'm really not in the mood …"

"Do I look like I care whether you're in the mood?" Robin asked angrily, "This is your future we're talking about!"

"So, what do you care? It's my future, not yours?" Kace asked, "It's not like you're my father or anything!"

Robin Tatum felt immediately hurt by his half-brother's response, definitely not what he would've expected. But truth was Kace had not been the same since the Belphagorian Crisis. He had, however, never been so disrespectful to his brother who had done nothing but take care of him.

"Whether you like it or not," Robin said, "I'm the closest to a father you'll ever have and it is my duty to see that you become a good man. So as of this moment you are grounded!"

"I am so not grounded!" Kace retorted.

"Oh, you bet you are!" Robin said and exited the room locking it on his way out.

Once outside he took a deep breath as he stood by the door. This was the very first time he had had such an argument with Kace and he knew it was not normal. He felt both hurt and devastated by his brother's words and attitude, but he was sure this had a lot to do with what had happened during the crisis. This was something he had to discuss with Counselor Ruavu Daelar and he had to do it now, there was no way he could wait until the following week.

It was 1900 and Doctor Artim Rogantis was having his weekly dinner with Counselor Ruavu Daelar, the one person he considered close to a best friend. For the past year or so, they had gotten together once a week for dinner and a bit of chatting about their personal lives, which they couldn't do very often while on duty. At first, it had seemed that Artim had a crush on the Renoxamorph, but that had been clarified and their friendship had been born. This week it had been at Ruavu's quarters.

"There's something bothering you," Ruavu said.

"Yeah, this thing with Professor Mork," Artim said.

"Right!" Ruavu said, "You did mention it was sort of a disappointment that you could not get together with him."

"You know?" Artim said, "It's just that … I've been an admirer of his work for such a long time, and the sudden prospect of him being here, I … I just thought … you know?"

"You hoped you'd have a chance to talk to him about his work," Ruavu said as he played with his scrambled eggs, "I know the feeling and it can be disheartening."

"Yeah, well," Artim said, "Anyway, how's your week been like so far?"

"Packed," Ruavu said, "with so many people taking therapy after the Belphagorian crisis, I barely have time to eat in between sessions, you know?"

"I guess," Artim said, "we all feel affected and still awkward after what happened."

"I know," Ruavu said.

Ruavu Daelar was the one crew member who had not attended therapy and was certain he did not want to, he had not reported what he had done to Noah Winters before the boy's disappearance and he sure was not going to share it with anyone else, after all, he was already working on it by himself.

"I know I feel rather uncomfortable around Commander Dormak," Artim said, "I'm not sure I'll ever be able to look him in the eye again."

"You will, Artim," Ruavu said, "At some point we will all overcome this."

"So," Artim said, "What ever happened to Lieutenant Torres?"

"What do you mean?" Ruavu said.

"Oh, come on!" Artim said, "You told me he had asked you out!"

"Oh, that!" Ruavu said.

"Yes, that," Artim said, "you never told me how it went."

"It was okay for a date, I guess," Ruavu said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Artim asked, "Okay for a date?"

Ruavu Daelar smiled and sighed. He had not dated for quite a while and had decided to take the chance to go out with Alfred Torres, but he definitely thought they were not a good match after all.

"I just don't think we're compatible, you know?"

"Well," Artim said, "At least you gave it a try."

"Unlike you," Ruavu said, "You have not shared anything about your personal life with me. Like, ever."

"I know, it's just …"

Artim Rogantis was suddenly interrupted by the door chime. He looked at Ruavu, a puzzled expression on his face, for they were not expecting anyone, their weekly dinner was almost sacred and they had never scheduled anything at the same time.

"Come in," Ruavu Daelar said.

The door to his quarters slid open and Ruavu's eyes opened in surprise as he saw Lieutenant Robin Tatum standing there.

"Um … Lieutenant Tatum!" Artim said.

"Oh, I hope I'm not interrupting anything," the 2nd Assistant Engineer.

"No … certainly not," Ruavu said.

"Counselor Daelar," Robin said, "I realize this is … um … rather inappropriate, but I was wondering if you could see me now?"

"Oh, well, I … um …"

"I understand your time is packed, sir and I wouldn't want to impose, but …"

"He can totally talk to you now," Artim Rogantis said standing up, "We were just finishing."

"Oh!" Robin Tatum said, "Maybe if I come back later …"

"No, it's true, we were finishing," Ruavu said and turned to look at Artim as the doctor walked towards the door and winked.

"I'll be seeing you later, Ruavu."

"Sure thing!" Ruavu Daelar said and smiled at Artim for being such a good friend.

As soon as Artim left his quarters, Ruavu asked Robin to come in and get comfortable. Robin Tatum sat on the love seat and Ruavu Daelar walked towards the food replicator.

"Hot Chocolate," he said and then turned to Robin Tatum, "Can I get you anything, Robin?"

"Coffee would be great, sir, thank you. Black, no sugar."

"Coffee, black, no sugar," Ruavu said.

A couple of seconds later, he walked tothe living room holding both cups and sat next to Robin. The young Lieutenant seemed troubled and Ruavu knew it had to be something serious for Tatum to seek him out in his quarters in his free time.

"So, Robin," Daelar said, "What's troubling you?"

Robin looked at the Counselor apprehensively and sighed, "I don't know what to do with Kace anymore, Counselor."

"Tell me, Robin," he said, "I'm listening."

"Well, you know we haven't been to therapy for two weeks now and we were scheduled to see you this weekend …"

"Yes."

"These past two weeks … he's been impossible," Robin said and sighed again.

"How so?" Ruavu Daelar asked.

"He went from completely absent to blatantly indifferent, but these past two days he's been rude. His attitude at school has also changed. He's been put on report a couple of times and his grades are dropping …"

"That bad?"

"This noon I got a call from Mister Nelson, his homeroom teacher, to let me know he hadn't turned in his latest assignment on Federation history …"

"I see," Ruavu Daelar said.

"And it's not only that," Robin said, "he talks back to me and lately even his language is awful. I honestly don't know what to do with him anymore …"

"Okay, first things first," Ruavu Daelar said, "Have you tried talking to him about this behavior?"

"It's impossible to try and talk to him, counselor," Robin said.

"First thing to understand," Ruavu said, "is that disrespect is a common part of teenage growth and development."

Robin nodded in understanding.

"It's also important to know that disrespectful behavior is often a sign that the teenager, your brother in this case, is feeling particularly stressed or worried. Given what you two experienced during the Belphagorian crisis, I'd say his behavior is perfectly normal."

"So, am I to ignore this?"

"No," the Counselor said emphatically, "The first thing I'd suggest is for you to stay calm."

"How am I supposed to …"

"Staying calm is important if your brother is reacting with 'attitude' to a discussion," Daelar added, "Stop, take a deep breath and continue calmly with what you wanted to say.

"Okay," Robin said, "I guess I can try that."

"Focus on Kace's behavior and how you feel about it," the counselor added, "when talking to him try and avoid comments about his personality or character. Instead of saying, for example, 'You're rude' try something like 'I feel hurt when you speak to me like that'."

"I think I understand," Robin said.

"There's no formulas here," Ruavu added, "But it helps trying to focus on both your feelings and his. If what happened is difficult on you who is a grown man, imagine how overwhelming it must be for him at eleven years of age."

"I … I guess I'd never thought of it that way," Robin said.

"That's completely normal," Ruavu Daelar said, "What you two went through … it's a lot to process and heal."

"Well, I guess I have a lot to work on then," Robin said.

"One step at a time, Robin," the counselor added, "What I can tell you is this: you will get over this together, and your relationship will be stronger than it ever was."

"Thank you, counselor," Robin said and smiled, "and I'm sorry for having taken up your free time."

"Don't mention it," the Renoxamorph added and smiled too, "I'm glad I could be of assistance. My door will always be open to you."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it."

Robin stood up from the love seat and excused himself, but not before thanking Ruavu Daelar once again. It was 2100 hours and he had an hour before his shift began. He hoped, more than ever, that he could see Kace to bed before leaving.

Counselor Daelar was right, they had a long way to go before he and Kace were able to move on with their lives. Sometimes, like now, he wished it would be as simple as to want the other to change. He did want Kace to change. Sometimes he wished Kace was a different person altogether.

It was 21:00 hours and the beta shift was about to finish. It had been two weeks since Professor Mork had left the Venture and Artim Rogantis was still down, so he had asked the captain to let him take over the Gamma shift and, being a command officer too, the bridge was his as of now. Captain Dar had been a bit reluctant at first, being his policy not to overtax his subordinates, but it had definitely seemed like Doctor Rogantis was not prepared to take no for an answer so here he was.

With him on the bridge was Lt. Cmdr. Alpha, the android which had once served as Chief Security Officer before going berserk and being de-activated by Captain Dar. During the Belphagorian Crisis, however, Lt. Alfred Torres, 1st Assistant Engineer had re-activated him with the approval of Commander G'hkaris, the Venture's Second Officer, and had remained on active duty ever since, having been assigned as Security/Tactical Officer of the Gamma Shift.

On duty were also Ensign Rak Vorta -the Serengi Helmsman of the Gamma Shift-, Lt. Xan Adrihen, a Centaury male, currently taking the Ops position, and Lt. JG Robin Tatum manning the Engineering Station on the Bridge.

The night had been completely uneventful, until Lt. Cmdr. Alpha read something completely unexpected on his console. Looking puzzled and moving his artificial tween-like face with bird-like motions, he reported, "Doctor Rogantis, I've detected a massive surge of graviton particles on deck five."

"Deck five?" Robin Tatum asked, his living quarters were located on that deck.

"Yes, sir," Alpha replied.

"Can you pinpoint a more specific location, Commander?" Doctor Rogantis asked.

"Aye, sir," Alpha said, "Deck five, Section 13," and turning to face Lt. Tatum, he added, "It's your quarters, lieutenant."

"Get on it," Artim Rogantis said.

"Aye, sir," Alpha said and walked off the bridge as he contacted three more security officers.

Lieutenant Xan Adrihen, manning Ops turned and looked at the Doctor askance, but Artim Rogantis was as clueless as his Gamma Shift Operations Officer. The tension in the air was palpable as all of those on the bridge waited to hear from Commander Alpha about the graviton surge.

"I wonder what a massive surge of graviton particles could mean," Doctor Rogantis queried.

"Doctor, if I may?" Ensign Vorta said.

"Go ahead, Ensign," the doctor said.

"I think I might have an explanation, sir," the big-eared Serengi said.

"I'm all ears," Doctor Rogantis said and the bridge crew seemed amused at that.

Rogantis didn't realize why, but being a Bommorian, he had big felinoid ears, and his expression 'I'm all ears' seemed to have made a rather funny pun.

"Regarding your question, sir," the Serengi said, "there's a good range of phenomena that involve graviton particles. The most common events are wormholes and inter-dimensional portals, both naturally and artificially occurring."

"You think a wormhole might've opened on deck 5?" the Doctor asked.

"Maybe not a wormhole, sir," Ensign Vorta said, "but a portal …"

"Commander Alpha to Doctor Rogantis," the very distinctive voice of the android came after the chirping sound of the Doctor's commbadge interrupted Rak Vorta.

"Go ahead, Commander," the doctor said.

"Everything is in order here," Kesnas said, "Lt. Robin's brother says nothing out of the ordinary has occurred."

"Very well, Commander," the doctor said, "please return to the bridge."

"On my way, sir," Alpha replied.

"Lt. Adrihen," Doctor Rogantis said, "Mark the event in the bridge log."

"Aye, sir," the good-looking Centaury said and proceeded to carry out his orders.

"I wonder what that was all about," Robin Tatum said.

"Hopefully," Doctor Rogantis said, "nothing but a sensor malfunction."

Robin Tatum nodded and grinned at his superior officer. He was more than glad nothing had actually happened. He wouldn't have forgiven himself if anything had happened to his little brother especially when they were angry at each other. He had to get this situation with Kace fixed once and for all. Maybe Counselor Ruavu Daelar would be able to give him some parenting advice?

Act 2
Helpless

When Kace Tatum opened his eyes, he found he couldn't see much around him. The light was dim and there seemed to be nothing around him. He realized he was in a medbed and wearing nothing but a medical robe.

"Hello?" he ventured.

"Ah, you're awake," he heard the grave voice.

"Where am I?" Kace asked.

"In a medical facility," the man replied.

"Wha-what am I doing here?" he asked.

"You were brought here after the accident," the man said, "Don't you remember?"

Kace closed his eyes and tried to remember. Flashbacks came, not many, but he saw an explosion. Was it a shuttlecraft?

"There … there was an explosion …" he said, "I was … my … my brother?"

"Dead. All of them dead," Professor Mork lied, "you were the only survivor."

Kace tried to sit up in the bed but noticed he couldn't, "Have … have you notified the Federation?"

"Try and relax," the doctor said, "You were injured."

"How … how badly?" Kace asked.

"It's your spine," the man said, "you can't move. But don't worry, with the right treatment, I will be able to fix you completely."

The man finally approached and Kace gasped. He had not expected to see an alien doctor and he was not prepared to see an Ibakan. The man was short and weird. His body was shaped like that of a teenager, pretty much like Kace's. He had a big head with protuberances and pulsating veins all over. And the eyes! A pair of iridescent yellow eyes which seemed to look deep inside Kace's soul.

"How … how long …" Kace mumbled.

"Please relax," the Ibakan said, "I need to prepare you."

"Prepare me?" Kace asked.

"I need you to get ready for rehabilitation," the man said as he pricked one of Kace's arms with an IV needle.

"Ouch!" Kace said and then asked, "What's that?"

"My practice is not as advanced as that of the Federation," the Ibakan lied, "This is an IV unit to keep you hydrated and also for me to apply medication."

As he said it, he inserted a needle into the IV Unit and inserted a green liquid in one slow push.

"What's that liquid?" Kace asked again.

"Medicine," the Ibakan lied as he administered the serum which would make the boy's cock go and remain hard for the next twenty-four hours, "to make you feel better. Now, let's take care of your urine."

"What?" Kace asked.

"I won't be with you 24/7 since I have other patients to tend to," the man lied, "and since you can't walk, we have to prevent messes from happening."

Once he'd spoken, he pulled Kace's robe up, leaving his body fully exposed, making the boy blush in embarrassment.

"This … is … embarrassing …" Kace said.

"A bit shy about our privates, are we?" the Ibakan said, "Well, you shouldn't be embarrassed, after all, I'm gonna be seeing a lot of your little noodle quite often. And, you will also have to get used to this thing."

As he spoke, he showed Kace the catheter and grinned.

"Wha-what is that?" Kace asked.

"It's a catheter. This will go to your bladder to help us drain it," the man said as he showed the tip of the tube."

Kace did not need to be a genius to understand what the man was planning on doing with the thick tube and its weird looking tip.

"Isn't it … a bit … too big?" Kace asked.

"Your urethral canal will eventually widen, then it will be a lot easier to perform this task."

Professor Biley Mork grinned and poured gel on the tip of the catheter. Once done, he took Kace's dicklet and pulled down the boy's foreskin. He opened the shy dick lips and started pushing the tip against it.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarggggggggghhhhhhhh!" Kace complained.

Once the tip was inside, the man started pushing the catheter in, in, in, in, making Kace uncomfortable inside and wanting to kill the doctor. As the catheter was worked inside, Biley Mork noticed how Kace's dick was starting to engorge thanks to the serum he had added to the boy's drip.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Kace said, "Please stop, it hurts!"

"There, there," Biley Mork said, "It's all the way in. Now, I just have to inflate the balloon so the catheter won't come out."

Once the balloon had been inflated, the doctor asked Kace to let go of his bladder and the boy did so. Almost instantly, the bag started filling with Kace's urine. An uncomfortable feeling inside him made Kace frown. He really wanted to kill this doctor for whatever it was he was doing to him. But there was a lot more to come and poor little Kace Tatum didn't even know that.

"Now," Professor Mork said, "It's time to clean you up!"

"Clean … me?" Kace asked.

"Yes," the Ibakan replied, "But we need to make you comfortable first."

As he said it, he placed a sort of leather bracelet on Kace's right ankle and then pulled the boy's leg up, hanging the bracelet from a hook fixed above him. Once the leg was in place, he proceeded to doing the same with Kace's left leg.

"Perfect," the Ibakan said, "Now I have full access to your rectum."

"Wha-wha-whaaaaat?" Kace stuttered.

Biley took the previously lubed tube and showed it to Kace. It was a good 15 cm [6"] in girth -a lot wider than it needed to be and spoke, "First, I'm going to be inserting this inside your rectum."

"No!" Kace said as he looked at the thick tube, "No!"

"Yes!" the Ibakan said and inserted a good ten centimeters of the tube inside Kace's ass.

"Stop!" he complained, "Stop, stop! You're hurting me! You're hurting me!"

Professor Biley Mork ignored him and lifted the solution bag so the liquid started flowing into Kace's bowels.

"No, no, stop!" Kace shouted again.

Kace started experiencing discomfort as he was filled with the liquid, but as the liquid flowed inside him, he started feeling pain as well.

"It … it hurts!" he said, "Stop now!"

"No," Mork said calmly and then explained, "the solution inside it is meant to make your bowels contract and distend so we can clean your insides. Before that, however, the liquid should be kept inside for a while. So, we'll make sure it's kept inside."

Kace did not know what the Ibakan was talking about, until the professor faced the boy and showed him the inflatable dildo.

"This," he said as he grinned, "will go inside your rectum to help us plug it and make sure the solution stays in place."

"Wha-what?" Kace asked, "there's … there's no way that …"

But he didn't even finish speaking because Biley Mork was already removing the enema tube and pushing the dildo inside Kace. He was so full with liquid that the push of the dildo was the most uncomfortable of feelings. Once the whole thing was in, the Ibakan grinned.

"It hurts!" Kace said again, "It hurts, doctor!"

"I know, but it won't be for too long," Professor Mork said, "Now, let's inflate your rectal plug, so we won't have any leakages, shall we?"

As he said so, the Ibakan started pumping air into the plug, Kace immediately felt how his asshole was expanding and he complainied over and over that his ass was going to be torn to pieces. But the Ibakan did not stop inflating until he was sure the whole thing would stay in place.

"There, there," Biley Mork said, "you are almost ready."

He then walked around Kace and took the boy's dick in his hand, "My, my!" he said noticing the precum dollops running down the boy's shaft, "the medicine is already working!"

"What … what do you think you're doing?" Kace said shocked that the man was touching his dick but feeling pleasure at the same time.

"Making sure the medicine is working … and it is, now, isn't it?" he asked, "Look for yourself! Your dick is so hard and throbbing begging for attention!"

"What the fuck?" Kace said, "what do you think you're doing? This is so unprofessional! Do you call yourself a doctor?"

As the Ibakan grinned and opened his eyes evilly, Kace started to understand.

"You … you are a doctor, right?" he said hesitantly but Mork did not answer, he only looked at him and grinned sinisterly, "You have notified the Federation, haven't you?" more deadly silence and a wider grin from the Ibakan, "Is … is this really a hospital? Just … just who the fuck are you!"

He was panicking as the doctor walked out of sight, not answering any of his questions. The pain in his bowels was becoming unbearable and he was so widely plugged in the ass it hurt like hell. What the hell was going on and why was this man doing this to him?

The Ibakan soon came back, holding a nasal cannula, which he placed over Kace's nostrils and secured it behind the boy's head. Kace felt the gas entering his nose almost immediately.

"What the hell is that?" the boy asked.

"This, my boy, is a gas agent that will help me keep you docile, so you can fulfill your purpose in my care."

"What is it!!!?" he demanded, "And what the fuck did you inject me with!!!!?"

Professor Biley Mork said nothing just grinned as he contemplated his work so far. There was still so much to be done. He pushed another syringe into the boy's IV Unit, this time adding an orange liquid and looked Kace in the eyes. This serum would make the boy's bits ten times more sensitive.

"This will help us expedite our work, and it should take effect in …" Mork said and looking at his wristwatch said, "three … two … one … now."

As the countdown finished, Professor Biley Mork took the boy's dicklet in his rough hand and polished for a bit on the bullet-shaped pink tween glans. Kace felt a heat in his groin unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. He clearly felt his dick throbbing non-stop and he could swear he felt his nuts jumping inside his ballsac.

"What … what did you …" he tried again to ask.

"A wonder of reproductive medicine," Biley Mork said, "a toxin designed to make your hard dicklet a a great deal more sensitive than it usually is."

"Wh-wh-why?" Kace asked.

"Because, my boy," the Ibakan said, "You are going to be the first human subject on whom I will try my sexual experimental drugs. I'll be able to see how much we can increase your semen production, how we can enhance your sensitivity …"

"You … you can't … you …" Kace interrupted the Doctor.

"Oh, but I can! And I have!" Professor Biley Mork said, "Are you not here with me?"

"Ple-plea-ase," Kace said feeling as scared as he'd ever felt in his life.

"Oh! About the accident," the Ibakan said, "It never occurred."

"What?"

"I planted a false memory inside your mind," he grinned and continued, "You were not injured. In fact, I should apologize, because I injected you with a high dose of a paralyzing agent which made it impossible for you to move from the waist down."

"You … you're a fucking psycho!" Kace accused angrily.

"Oh, no!" he said, "I am a man of science. And every man of science needs a test subject. And you are mine."

"You … you …"

"If it makes you feel any better," the man continued, "You were carefully selected from a wide group of kids because you were the best."

Kace was feeling weird, his crotch seemed to be on fire and he felt like he was going to lose his mind. Professor Biley Mork took a scary-looking needle and showed it to the boy.

"Let's carry on, shall we?" he said.

He took Kace's left testicle and inserted the needle making Kace scream at the top of his lungs. Once the needle was in place, he placed a tubule connecting it to one of his many computer terminals and then repeated the operation on Kace's right ball.

"These needles," he said, "will keep administering the chemical agents I have devised in order to turn you into my wonderful human cow."

"Hu-man co-co-cow?" Kace croaked feeling how his rational thought was getting blurry.

"Yes," Biley Mork replied, "I am seeking to make you into a human semen factory."

"No, no, you can't … you can't …!"

"Oh, I totally can!" Biley Mork laughed, a horrible laugh which scared Kace Tatum even further.

"My bro-brother … he will look for me … he …"

"Oh, no he won't," Mork said, "You should know I am also the one scientist in the galaxy who has successfully perfected the cloning of an individual."

Kace looked at the doctor not sure he completely understood.

"Look," he commanded as he turned a computer display on before Kace Tatum. On the screen, Kace saw himself in his quarters, sitting on his bed and reading a novel. How was that even possible?

"You see? Your brother will not be looking for you because you are there … well, a clone of you is there.

"What?"

"That's Kace Tatum alright," the Ibakan said, "Well, I have changed a bit in the formula to make him … let's say … more curious regarding sexuality … and more irresistible too. So, you see, you are my test subject … forever."

"No, No, NO, NO!" Kace shouted in despair.

"I'll be back soon," the Ibakan said and then walked out of the room, turning the lights off.

Kace Tatum was left alone in the dark. He was scared as he had ever been and longing for his brother to come to his aid. But who was he kidding? Robin was not going to come.

'I want Robin to come to … what? Fuck my dick is so hard … my balls … my balls hurt … I need to escape this place I … I … what? I … I need to cum … Robin has to realize … fuck I'm so hard! Robin … Robin will … Oh, God I'm so horny! FOCUS, KACE! I need to find a way … fuck my balls are so full … I need to cum … I need to … Robin, he has to come and … what? Fuck, my dick's on fire!'

His dick was so hard and his balls were aching to cum. But that was not relevant, the relevant thing was to escape this place … But he so needed to cum. His bowels … his bowels hurt since he had all that liquid inside him. He felt the precum running down his shaft endlessly, unable to do anything about it. He needed to escape this place before losing his mind. The sensations in his dick had intensified and as his precum continued to flow, he lost every idea of escape he had.

Hours passed. Or maybe minutes? He couldn't tell. Darkness and his helplessness made it difficult for him to know how much time had passed since he'd been left alone. He needed to escape. Why? Why did he need to escape? His dick kept producing precum, probably, more abundantly than he ever had. All he could think of now was cumming and he didn't seem able to focus on anything but the sensations in his dick and balls. He was so consumed by the erotic feelings he didn't even notice when the door to the room in which he was held opened, letting a dim light creep inside. The figure coming in was no other than Professor Biley Mork, the boy's captor.

Biley Mork walked inside and approached the restrained eleven-year-old boy.

"Hello, Kace," the man said, "I'm here to check on you. How are you feeling?"

"Let … me … go …" Kace said.

"Go?" the Ibakan said, "What sort of nonsense are you speaking? Why would I let you go, we haven't even started yet?"

"Please …" Kace said again.

"Look, this might come as a surprise to you," the Ibakan said, "but your life here will be a good one. You should know every single one of my test subjects really enjoys the kind of life they lead."

"Please …" Kace sobbed.

"Let's first check on this urine bag," the Ibakan said, "Oh, my! It's so very full! It's time to remove your catheter."

Without further ado, the man deflated the balloon inside Kace's bladder and started pulling the catheter.

"Please, don't, please!" Kace said.

But it was too late, as soon as the last of the catheter came out, Kace's dick started spurting his tween juice all over the place, the boy experiencing the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced in his life.

"Someone is a very impressive human stallion!" Professor Biley Mork said and started laughing maniacally as Kace's little rod continued to spurt his tween jizz turning him into a human semen fountain.

"Please, please, please, make it stop, please, make it stop!" Kace pleaded unable to prevent his never-ending orgasm.

Biley Mork did nothing but look in awe as the boy's dick continued to spurt in what had to be the longest human ejaculation ever registered. Biley Mork had done his homework and knew the average human male ejaculated from ten to thirty seconds depending on the level of excitement. Kace had more than passed the longer mark, reaching almost two minutes now, and his orgasm showed no sign ofreceding. Had he used too much serum he wondered?

"Please, please, please!" Kace kept babbling.

Kace Tatum felt pain in his abdomen and balls as his contractions carried on, his cock still spurting as the Ibakan looked on amazed at the young boy as he carried on ejaculating. Two more minutes, for a count of 4.5 minutes later, Kace's orgasm petered out and the boy sighed in exhaustion.

"You are definitely showing promise, Kace," Biley Mork said, "If you've managed this during preparations, I can't imagine what you'll be doing a week from now. Hell, what will you be doing a month from now!"

Kace whimpered. Now that his orgasm had receded, his judgment seemed to have come back. This man could certainly not keep him here for a month! There had to be a way for his brother to realize the Kace back on the Venture was not him, but a clone. There had to be a way to tell, wasn't there?

"Now, let's take care of your bowels," Biley Mork said deflating the anal plug in the boy.

As soon as the plug was out, the liquid that had been inside him escaped at a great pressure, leaving his intestines clean of anything that might've been there. Professor Mork walked to a computer terminal on the left side of the room and tapped some commands. Out of nowhere, several robotic arms appeared from everywhere cleaning the mess and washing the boy as well. Two minutes later, the boy was ready for whatever Biley Mork had prepared for him.

"Now," Biley Mork said, "I think it's time we started measuring your abilities."

"Wha-what are … you gonna … do to me?" Kace asked terrified.

"Nothing that you won't enjoy," the man said, "We might, however, need to adjust the medication administered through your nose. It doesn't seem to be working effectively since you are once again talking nonsense about leaving."

That said, the Ibakan moved about and tapped on his computer, changing the mixture and adjusting the dosage of sexual agents the boy was being administered through the cannula. Kace felt immediately how his body seemed to switch to a higher state of arousal as his mind started being numbed by whatever it was the Doctor was administering through the cannula in his nose.

Biley Mork smiled and brought the vacuum pump to Kace's dick. This pump had a particular curiosity, a transparent flexible tube that inserted itself into Kace's urethra.

Kace moaned as the pump started a slow motion, the tube inserting itself deeper inside his dick.

"What's … that?" he asked.

"A cum-collecting sound," Biley Mork said, "We can't go about wasting that sperm of yours."

"What … are you … gonna … do …?"

"Assess your endurance in a series of different tests," the Ibakan explained, "This first one will be to measure how many orgasms you can experience in a twenty-hour period and how large your loads manage to stay."

"Twenty hours!" Kace yelled, "That's … that's … impossible!"

"It's not. You will need some assistance, however," the Ibakan said and tapped in some new commands.

'Preparing subject for cycle,' the computer spoke, 'releasing enhancing agent number one.'

The tubules from each of the needles inserted into Kace's balls filled with an amount of a purple serum and shot it into Kace's testicles. The sensation was not painful, but Kace felt as if his balls had been set on fire even more than before. The purple serum was designed to enhance Kace's spermatogenesis in order to enlarge his load.

'Releasing enhancement agent number two,' the computer spoke again.

This time, an orange-looking serum was once again shot into Kace's balls. Its purpose? To stimulate the boy's Cowper's Glands into double pre-seminal secretion.

'Releasing enhancement agent number three.'

This time, Kace's balls were not injected. Instead, through the transparent tube inserted up the boy's urethra, a green liquid was shot inside him, traveling all the way to the boy's seminal vesicles, burning as they reached their target. The green liquid was made in order to force Kace's seminal vesicles into doubling their size.

'Releasing enhancement agent number four.'

Last to be injected, again through the urethral cum-collector, a transparent liquid was shot inside Kace's dick, this one, with the purpose of enlarging the boy's prostate gland. The boy was already gone and unable to fight back, the cocktail administered through his nose having erased every thought of resistance the boy may have had.

'Subject ready for extraction.'

Biley Mork grinned as he tapped the last command in his terminal and saw the artificial intelligence take over the process. The vacuum pump started its motion over the boy's cock, making Kace moan in pleasure. No sooner had the pumping started, when a cock-shaped dildo came from under Kace and started pushing against the boy's virgin ass. Once in place, the dildo started fucking Kace at a steady rhythm as it also zapped the boy's prostate.

To finish it up, Professor Mork placed a syringe to the IV Unit and injected a strong dose of testosterone mixed with Renoxamorphine, a growth hormone extracted from Renoxamorphs, the species to which Counselor Ruavu Daelar of the Venture belonged.

"Wha-what's … tha-tha-that?" an almost gone Kace asked.

"A strong combination of testosterone and Renoxamorphine," the Ibakan said, "with a daily doses, we will make sure we enlarge your cock and balls sufficiently for my purposes."

"En-en-l-lar-large?" Kace asked but he wasn't thinking anymore.

"See you later, Kace," the Ibakan said.

On his way out and laughing as hard as he could, the man turned the lights of the room completely off leaving Kace Tatum to his horrible fate: twenty hours of milking. He was alone, in the dark, and horny. And nobody was coming to his aid. And he didn't seem to remember he wanted someone to come to his rescue. He was doomed.

Act 3
Not Himself

Robin Tatum entered his quarters when his shift was over. It was 0615 hours and he was tired, but like everyday after his shift, he was going to take a shower and then replicate breakfast for his brother Kace. Things were still not back to normal between them after the horrible argument they had had almost two weeks before. Kace had been horribly confrontational and Robin was wondering if he had perhaps been a bit too harsh on the eleven-year-old. Still, he knew he had to set boundaries if he wanted Kace to be a functional and successful adult.

Since then, however, Kace had been changing for the best. His notes at school were improving and even Mister Nelson had congratulated Robin for whatever he had done to make his brother change the horrible attitude he'd been displaying since the Belphagorian crisis. Truth was, Robin had not really done much, but to try and follow Counselor Daelar's advice, which seemed to be paying off.

He was in his bedroom getting out of his uniform, when the Kace clone showed up in his bedroom doorframe.

"Hey," Kace clone said.

"Hey," Robin replied shirtless looking at Kace in his pajamas, "What are you doing up?"

"I was waiting for you to come back from your shift," the boy said.

"It's early," Robin said as he removed his pants, "You should still be in bed."

"I know," Kace said, "I just couldn't sleep."

"I see," Robin said and walked towards the restroom to start the tub, "So, you were restless too, huh?"

Kace nodded and pouted.

"It's awful when we fight Kace," Robin said, "We only have each other and …"

Kace Tatum clone did not wait for Robin to finish the sentence, he ran towards Robin and hugged him tight.

"I'm sorry!" Kace clone said resting his face against Robin's upper abs, "I'm very sorry! I have been a total dick!"

Robin Tatum hugged his brother back and caressed the boy's hair. He too regretted having argued, one thing he knew was that he loved his brother more than anything in the world, and he hated how difficult Kace had turned now that puberty had hit.

"It's okay," Robin said, "It's okay."

"I love you," Kace said.

"I love you too, Kace," Robin replied.

Kace clone didn't let go of his brother. Instead, he started rubbing Robin's back as he rubbed his face against Robin's abs.

"I love you," Kace said again this time in a whisper.

There was something slightly disturbing for Robin as Kace caressed him. For a moment, Robin thought Kace's touch was inappropriate as he realized how his body was responding to Kace's touch. It was completely out of place and the memory of Kace forcing himself upon Robin during the Belphagorian crisis came back to his mind. Kace, however, seemed very comfortable as he held Robin very close.

"Kace," Robin said trying to get a grip on the situation, "I have to take a shower."

"No," Kace said, "Don't let go."

Robin felt even more uncomfortable as he felt his tiny Qulud dick start to engorge as Kace kept rubbing his face against the man's abs and his lovely eleven-year-old hands kept running over Robin's back. It was wrong for his body to react in such a way and he well knew it. Moreover, he could not understand why his body was reacting this way. He did not know the boy hugging him tight was not his brother but a clone, whose organism had been tampered with in order to seduce whoever he wanted to seduce.

"Kace," he said again not knowing how to stop his brother without being rude, "I do have to shower."

Reluctantly and pouting, Kace clone let Robin go from his embrace. As the boy separated from his brother, Robin noticed he was not the only one aroused by the situation. Kace's loose pajama short pants were tented up front. Robin's underwear also sported a tent and a slight stain where his cockhead was.

Kace clone looked at Robin's crotch and then at his brother's eyes and grinned. Robin felt uncomfortable once again and walked towards the shower, still disturbed at what had just transpired, unable to understand what Kace was thinking.

"Go back to bed, Kace," he said, "I'll fix you breakfast as soon as I'm done."

"Uh-huh," Kace said eyes still glued on Robin's crotch.

Robin started the shower and took off his underwear, his dinky Qulud dick hard as a rock and oozing precum. He could not stop how his reproductive system worked, as his testicles were starting to swell. The Qulud were a race known for their small sized dicks, which they made up for with their superior capacity to produce semen. The balls of the Qulud were standard in size but during intercourse, they would swell as they filled with the amount of sperm they produced, getting to the size of ripe oranges when ready to ejaculate. Robin's balls were now swelling dangerously and he knew he would have to masturbate or he would have to show to his next shift with a pair of balls he would not be able to hide in his uniform.

'Once Kace is at school,' he thought, 'I'll jack off as wildly as I can. Yeah, I'll do that.'

He could feel, however, how his balls were boiling and he wondered if he was going to be able to handle it. He touched his dick and gave it a couple of jerks trying to calm down, but that only made things worse, as his balls continued to swell.

"You need some help with that," Kace said entering the room completely naked.

"Ka-kace," he said finding Kace irresistible, "Go … go back to … to bed …"

Instead of going back to bed, Kace entered the shower and hugged Robin again.

"Kace, please," Robin said, "I … need to … finish …"

"Your balls are swelling," Kace said, "let me help you."

"Kace, no," Robin whispered not convincing anyone, especially himself, "Please … go …"

Kace clone did not wait. He took Robin's dick in his hand and started rubbing it, up and down, gently hearing his brother's labored breathing. Robin knew he had to stop this from happening, it was as wrong as what had happened during the Belphagorian crisis. But somehow his brother seemed to be the sexiest creature in the entire universe making it impossible for Robin to think straight.

"Kace," he whispered once again, already defeated, "Please … stop …"

Kace had Robin's dick in his eleven-year-old hand and did not want to stop. In his head, there were the memories of when he'd made Robin suck him and swallow his cum, and he wanted to apologize to his brother by switching roles. The boy did not know, however, that those memories were not his, but they belonged to the original Kace, the one he'd been cloned from. So, he bent a bit and took Robin's small cock in his mouth.

"Kace!" Robin said, "Stop!"

Kace clone did not stop. He started running his tongue in circles around Robin's cockhead as he bobbed his head up and down, his two tween hands now rubbing and tugging at Robin's nuts which kept swelling by the minute.

"Kace!"

He sucked, and sucked, and sucked, until he felt his brother's legs buckle and knew he was going to cum. He didn't know, however, the amount of jizz the Qulud produced when they reached orgasm, and when Robin's pecker started spurting, Kace clone found himself swallowing an unbelievable never-ending flow of his brother's spunk.

Spurt after spurt after spurt, Robin was now holding Kace's head to his dick as his balls contracted trying to expel everything they had inside. Robin Tatum was not thinking at the moment, right then, he was only his dick and balls, and Kace, the suitable receptacle for his abundant sperm.

Two minutes later, Robin felt as his balls contracted releasing nothing anymore and Kace let go of his brother's dick. It was then that Robin felt horrified, horrified that his instincts had taken over and he had just ejaculated in his brother's mouth. He looked down and found a smiley Kace looking back at him and licking playfully at his still hard cock. He couldn't think, he couldn't say anything and he abruptly stopped the shower and walked back into his bedroom.

'What have I done?' he thought as he picked a new pair of briefs, his balls quickly going back to their regular size.

"Robin?" Kace asked walking into the bedroom, still naked and rock hard.

"I'll fix you breakfast in no time," he said as he pulled his pajama pants trying to hide his private parts instinctively.

"Robin …" Kace clone started, "Can we talk?"

"There's nothing to talk about," Robin said, "Go on and shower while I get your breakfast ready. We don't want you to be late for school."

Kace clone did as his brother ordered, and Robin finished jumping into his pajamas. He was troubled by what had just happened with Kace. The whole purpose of their taking therapy with Counselor Daelar was to be able to overcome the events they had experienced during the Belphagorian crisis. Now, it seemed as though there would be a lot more to discuss during his therapy session with the cyan-skinned Renoxamorph. This was definitely not something he would've expected, especially because he was not attracted to males. What had just happened?

The school day had been uneventful so far, and Mister Nelson, Kace's homeroom teacher announced lunchbreak and the boys were sent into the common area, which was a lovely garden with tables dotted arund here and there. Kace sat down alone and opened his lunchbox, to find a peanut butter jelly sandwich, an apple and some baby carrots Robin had prepared using the food replicator in their quarters.

It had been two weeks since the shower event and Robin had completely refused to talk to Kace about it. He had not been rude, in fact he had been caring and loving with Kace, but he had kept avoiding discussing the topic every time Kace tried to bring it up.

Kace had even started regretting having acted on his impulse. But he definitely did not regret having blown Robin in the shower. He could totally understand Robin's denial. He knew Robin had felt surprised, but then he had let Kace suck his dick and swallow his load, and that had made Kace really happy.

Kace didn't know, however, that he was not really Kace, but a clone. And he did not know the cloner, Professor Biley Mork, had messed with his genetic code and memory engrams in order to make him prone to homosexual sexuality, and very curious about it. He had been also modified so that his system produced stronger pheromones to render people instantly attracted to him.

Kace clone was simply Kace in his mind, memories and all.

He had barely taken a bite of his sandwich when he saw fourteen-year-old wrestler Andy Allard and his inseparable friend, the thirteen-year-old Cling'on wrestler D'hrak, son of Rognar. He remembered he had been distant with them, even though they had been the ones to help Kace and Doctor Rogantis rape Robin during the Belphagorian Crisis.

"Andy! D'hrak!" Kace called waving to them.

Both Andy and D'hrak felt surprised that Kace had chosen to talk to them when he had been avoiding them for weeks now. D'hrak was planning on ignoring Kace since he had not behaved as a friend, but Andy waved back to Kace and D'hrak was dragged into sitting with Andy and Kace.

"Hey, Kace," Andy said as they sat down, "It's good to see you."

"And weird you've chosen to talk to us again," D'hrak said resentfully.

"Look, guys," Kace said, "I'm sorry about everything. I've been a moron."

"Yes, you have," D'hrak said.

Andy turned and looked at the Cling'on angrily and D'hrak chose to shut his mouth.

"I mean it," Kace said, "Things were complicated after … you know … what happened … with …"

"You don't have to say anything else," Andy said, "We understand. After all, we all did crazy shit during that event."

"We, however," D'hrak said matter-of-factly, "do not regret what happened."

"You don't?" Kace asked.

"That's correct," D'hrak added, "You know a Cling'on makes a point of feeling proud of his sexual prowess and experiences."

"I remember," Kace said and turned to his other friend, "But Andy, you're not a Cling'on …"

"Not by birth," Andy replied, "But you know I've been learning a lot from D'hrak and I love their traditions and beliefs. I think I might be Cling'on at heart," and he added, "and I don't regret what happened either."

"You know what's funny?" Kace said.

"What?" both Andy and D'hrak asked in unison.

"I don't think I regret it either."

"But you've been avoiding us," Andy said.

"I guess …" Kace hesitated, "I guess I've been sorting things out in my head. I think … I'm changing somehow."

"Good for you," Andy said sincerely, "Right, D'hrak?"

"I'm delighted," D'hrak said with a flat monotone and a stern expression.

Mister Lauzon, the 9th grade homeroom teacher appeared through one of the doors to the common area and called for D'hrak. Rolling his eyes, the thirteen-year-old Cling'on stood up from the table and walked away from Andy and Kace.

"I wonder what that was all about," Andy said and Kace shrugged.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Kace looked at Andy in the eye with a thoughtful expression, as if he was weighing whether to speak or not.

"What?" Andy asked.

"Andy … um … I kinda wanna tell you something …" Kace said.

"Well, go ahead."

"It's um … kinda private … you know? … like …" Kace stuttered.

"Man, I know how to keep a secret," Andy said reassuringly.

"I … um …" Kace looked around as if to see if anyone could hear and carried on, "two weeks ago … I … um … I blew my brother … in the shower … before school."

"Whoa!" Andy said his eyes opening wide and a silly smile appeared on his face, "You did?"

Kace only nodded as he slightly blushed.

"Did he … I mean … Is he …" it was Andy's turn to stutter.

"He's not angry … I think," Kace volunteered, "He seemed … surprised?"

"Well, I bet!" Andy said, "How … how did it … I thought you were into girls, man."

"I thought so as well," Kace said, "I mean … I'm not sure I'm into guys yet … I just …"

"Did he … like force you or something?" Andy asked.

"No!" Kace said, "Robin would never do that!"

"Then, what happened?" Andy asked genuinely curious.

"I … I don't know," Kace said, "One moment I was apologizing for being a pain in the ass as of late … the next I started rubbing his cock and … well … then I blew him."

"Didn't he … stop you … or anything?"

"He tried," Kace said with a bedazzled expression, "but, you know … him … being half-Qulud and all …"

"He couldn't stop you," Andy added.

"Uh-huh," Kace said, "He couldn't."

"Did you … Did you swallow his jizz?" Andy asked, his cock already hard at picturing the whole situation.

"I did … and, man! Can he cum!"

"Sorry for asking this, but … Isn't your brother straight?" Andy asked.

"As straight as they come," Kace said, "But … I don't know how … it just … sort of happened …"

"And … have you guys talked about it?"

Kace shook his head, "He's been avoiding the topic. He's been loving and caring and all, but every time I try to bring the topic up in a conversation, he finds a way to evade me, or switch topics, or disappear to 'work' on something 'urgent' …"

"What are you … are you gonna do something about it?" Andy asked.

"Don't know. It's like it never happened. And now … well … I don't know what I should do."

"Did you like it?" Andy asked.

Kace did not reply, he just nodded as his faced turned as red as a tomato, his green beautiful eyes looking into Andy's.

"I guessed he liked it too," Andy stated.

"You think?"

"Man, if he didn't stop you and he let you do it and swallow his jizz …" Andy paused.

"Yes?" Kace asked genuinely interested in what his friend had to say.

"I mean … If I were you … I guess I'd do it again … test the waters, you know?"

"You think?" Kace asked, not sure if what his friend was suggesting was something he'd like to try.

"Well, you could try and pursue it … see where it goes?"

"it … it kinda makes sense," Kace said as he thought more.

D'hrak son of Rogh'nar came back to the table as he had finished talking to his teacher, and sat down with Andy and Kace.

"So, what did I miss?" he asked.

"Not much," Kace said.

"Kinda a lot," Andy said but before Kace could worry thinking Andy would spill the secret, the fourteen-year-old carried on, "Kace here has just told me he might be switching teams …"

"Really?" D'hrak asked his expression showing a sudden interest, "I guess we could get together some time then … have fun together, you know what I mean?"

"I guess we could," Kace said and smiled nervously.

"Got to warn you, though," D'hrak said.

"What about?" Kace asked.

"I am a very accomplished Cling'on. You get me?" the thirteen-year-old Cling'on said and grinned.

Kace nodded as he blushed, his lovely round cheeks turning red as a tomato as D'hrak finished the sentence. Andy beamed at that and tousled Kace's blond hair as he winked again. They carried on chatting for a while until the teachers called the end of lunchbreak and they had to return to their respective homerooms. Kace was glad he'd been able to talk things over with his friends, even though they had never been particularly close before. Maybe this was a great opportunity for Kace to get to know them better.

By 1200 hours Kace's class was dismissed from school, even though they were not supposed to finish last period until 1400 hours. Mister Nelson, Kace's homeroom teacher had felt more than delighted to see that Kace had been the most attentive and polite of his students during today's session, a welcome change from how he'd been behaving for the past month or so. He made a note to contact Lt. Tatum later in order to thank him for his support on the matter.

Kace clone was nothing if not thrilled that he'd get to go home -his living quarters- two hours before time was called. He didn't know why, but he really wanted to be able to spend as much time with Robin as possible. Probably because ever since the Belphagorian crisis they had done nothing but fight. Two weeks ago, however, something wonderful had happened when Kace had shared that intimate moment with his half brother and Kace didn't want to let go of it. Andy was right … maybe he should pursue it … he knew he did want to suck Robin once again.

Act 4
Kace Tatum Revealed

Right after Kace had left for school, Robin went straight to bed. He had been so tired after his shift that he thought he'd fall asleep immediately, but he hadn't. There were so many things that were disturbing him regarding Kace.

First, there had been the situation during the Belphagorian Crisis in which Kace -possessed by the beast's biological weapons- had forced Robin to suck him and had cum in his mouth, which had led to Robin becoming part of an orgy in engineering where he had been practically sucked and made to cum by everyone in the Engineering team, including his superior officer, Alfred Torres.

When they had begun therapy, Counselor Ruavu Daelar had helped Robin understand he was resentful towards his brother and that he had to heal that part of himself, while Kace had to work with his feelings of guilt and remorse for what had happened. Kace had been first absent, then elusive and finally confrontational, making their day-to-day lives almost unbearable.

And all of a sudden, two weeks ago Kace had turned into a love-starved puppy who had seduced Robin and sucked him in the shower. Because it was Kace who had seduced him, wasn't it? Something was definitely wrong and Robin felt utterly guilty about what had happened. Why had he let Kace do it? Why had he let himself go and allow his eleven-year-old brother to suck his dick and swallow his cum?

Since then he had avoided talking to Kace about what had happened although he had been happy that Kace had stopped being so antagonistic. He was scheduled for another therapy session this afternoon, but he did not know if he was going to be able to explain to Counselor Daelar what had happened between him and his younger brother. So far he had kept it secret in his sessions. He really didn't know how to explain since he was not very sure of how things had happened or why. Finally, tired as he was, he fell asleep.

But even his dreams troubled him.

His little brother was naked before him and smiling at him, telling him once again how much he loved him. Robin was telling Kace he loved him too but he could not forget what he had forced him to do. Then, Kace would come close and offer to suck him so that Robin would forgive him. In his dream, he felt Kace's soft hand going inside his underwear and get hold of his dick. Kace's hand felt so soft, so soft and warm, his dick started engorging at the touch. He couldn't help it, as his dick started hardening, he felt the movement of his balls as they started to swell inside his ballsac making him extremely horny and increasing his sense of arousal.

Kace told Robin he wanted so much to make it up to him by blowing him and again repeated how much he loved Robin. Robin moaned as Kace bent slightly and took his dickhead in his soft and warm eleven-year-old mouth, engulfing the glans and licking it all over with his soft tongue, making Robin's dick throb and release its salty and warm precum. He wanted to tell Kace to stop, but he couldn't. That soft tween tongue was driving him crazy, as if Kace knew exactly how to please his small Qulud cock. As Kace worked his dickhead masterfully, he felt his little brother's hands landing on his swelling nuts, caressing them, slightly tugging and squeezing them. Robin could do nothing but moan as his little brother pleasured him, hitting all the right buttons. Kace carried on sucking on Robin's cock and as Robin approached his orgasm, he started to wake up. He was still half asleep as he pumped his seed down Kace's throat, feeling his brother's hands squeezing on his fully charged nuts.

'Oh, fuck!' Robin said as Kace swallowed his copious load of cum. Suddenly, as Robin started to really wake up and come to his senses, he opened his eyes.

He saw Kace's lovely green eyes looking directly at his face as the boy swallowed with uncanny speed the copious load, courtesy of his Qulud heritage. Once his orgasm receded, Robin pushed Kace's face from his dick and looked at his lovely looking brother.

"Kace!" he said in shock, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

"Making it up to you," Kace said, "I love you, Robin."

"Kace," Robin said trying to compose himself, "This … it's … it's not right … you're my brother … we …"

"Did you like it?" Kace asked as he moved from his position and lay over his brother's body looking him in the eye.

"Kace, that's beside the point," Robin said still semi-hard, "The point is …"

"I liked it too," Kace interrupted him, "And … I don't see why it's wrong … we … we love each other and … isn't it better than fighting?"

"Kace …" Robin said and stopped at a loss for words.

Kace moved forward and kissed Robin on the lips and Robin … Robin let him do it. Perhaps Andy was right and Robin did like what Kace had done, twice already. Kace felt slightly shocked as Robin started French kissing him, and the boy started imitating his brother's movements with his sweet tween tongue. When the euphoria had passed, Robin looked at Kace unable to say anything.

"Let me show you how much I love you," Kace said looking into Robin's eyes.

"Kace …"

"Please …" he said, "Nobody has to know … it can be our secret?"

Robin sighed as he looked into Kace's beautiful green eyes. What was happening to him? He'd never felt attracted to men and even though he was fairly open-minded, the idea of sex with another man tended to be unappealing to him. And yet, here he was, kissing his little brother with a passion he could not really understand. What was he going to do now? This was definitely a turn in events he would've never imagined.

It was wrong, and he knew it. But as Kace looked into his eyes, his sweet body over Robin's, the young Lieutenant sighed feeling like he was in love … for the very first time in his life. In the back of his mind, however, there was this nagging feeling that Kace was different, that there was something off.

'It's like … like he is not himself anymore … it's like he's been changed completely from one day to the next. There's something wrong with him,' Robin thought, 'and I have to find out what it is.'

Lieutenant Robin Tatum's Personal log

Stardate 44329.7

Kace has just left for school and I'm getting ready to go to bed. I'm scheduled for an appointment with Counselor Ruavu Daelar this afternoon and I'm thinking about not sharing with him these new developments in my relationship with Kace … what is happening between us is just … wrong … it troubles me deeply. There is something off here. When we speak, when he tells me he loves me … there's something different about him. I might be turning paranoid, cause at times, I even have the feeling that he is not my brother at all, but someone else.

Doctor Artim Rogantis was in sickbay going over the last medical evaluations of the crew, when the door slid open and in came Oliver Nelson, the 6th Grade teacher, carrying Kace Tatum in his arms.

"Place him over here," the felinoid Chief Medical Officer said pointing at a medbed and asked, "What happened?"

"We were working on art projects," Oliver Nelson said, "And Kace cut his hand with one of the sculpting tools."

"Ok, young man," Doctor Rogantis said, "let me see that hand."

Kace Tatum nodded, an expression of pain in his face, as he extended his hand for the doctor to check it. There was a lot of blood, but assessing the wound the doctor noticed it was nothing serious. He ran a medical tricorder over the boy and around the wound and then smiled at both Kace and his teacher.

"It's nothing serious," he said, "let me bring the dermal regenerator."

Doctor Rogantis walked away from them and came back holding the item. He turned it on and then started running it over Kace's wound until the flesh had completely closed and there was virtually no sign of the cut just a tiny -almost invisible- scar.

"There you go," Doctor Rogantis said smiling at the boy, "good as new."

"Thank you," Kace said shyly.

"Thank you, doctor," Oliver Nelson said feeling relieved.

"Now," the doctor added looking at Kace Tatum, "try and be careful when handling sculpting tools, okay?"

"Yes, doctor," Kace said and smiled.

"Off you go," Rogantis added, "I assume the school day isn't over yet."

"Thanks again, doctor," Oliver Nelson said and both he and Kace Tatum left sickbay.

Artim Rogantis went into his office to record Kace Tatum's visit in his log. He transferred the data in his medical tricorder to his terminal and realized something was off with Kace's tricorder scan, though at first sight he couldn't tell exactly what it was. He pulled previous scans of the boy and displayed them all together. Then he knew what was wrong. He finished the log entrance and made a note to talk to Lieutenant Tatum at the earliest opportunity.

Robin Tatum had just woken up. It was barely 1200 hours but he couldn't go back to sleep, probably, because his brain kept going around the recent events with Kace even in his sleep. He got out of bed and stretched. He then changed into his jogging clothes deciding it would be a good time to exercise in the holodeck to clear his mind.

He was about to leave his quarters, when his commbadge chirped followed by the CMO's voice, "Doctor Rogantis to Lieutenant Tatum."

"Tatum here," he said.

"Lieutenant Tatum," Doctor Rogantis said, an edge or urgency in his voice, "Are you busy at the moment?"

"Not particularly, Doctor," Tatum said, "What can I do for you?"

"Would you mind dropping by sickbay?" Rogantis asked, "There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"I'm on my way, doctor," Robin Tatum replied, slightly annoyed that he was not going jogging.

He walked through the corridors and then took a turbolift. Five minutes later, he was entering sickbay, where Doctor Rogantis was already waiting for him.

"Lieutenant," Rogantis said.

"Doctor," Robin said and nodded, "What can I do for you?"

"Please, come into my office," the Bommorian said.

Robin Tatum followed Doctor Rogantis inside the man's office and sat across from him at the Doctor's indication.

Once sitting, Artim Rogantis began, "A couple of hours ago Oliver Nelson came to sickbay bringing your brother Kace."

"Oh, my God!" Robin Tatum said, "Is Kace okay?"

"There's no cause for alarm, Lieutenant, he is perfectly fine now," Artim Rogantis said, "That's not why I called you here."

"What is it, then?" Robin asked.

"You know it's routine for me to scan every patient when they come to sickbay," Robin nodded and Rogantis continued, "Well, when logging his scan, I noticed a discrepancy in it, though I wasn't very sure what it was."

"A discrepancy?" Robin asked not understanding.

"You see, as I checked the scan something seemed unusual, so I brought up his previous scans, all of the times when he's been for either physicals or any other reason."

Robin nodded again indicating he was following.

"That's when I realized what was off," Rogantis said, "I examined your brother's DNA in the new scan and found a genetic marker which should not be there."

"What's a genetic marker?" Robin Tatum asked.

"A genetic marker is a gene or a DNA sequence with a known physical location on a chromosome," Artim Rogantis explained, "Genetic markers can help, for instance, link an inherited disease with the responsible gene."

"Okay?" Robin Tatum said.

"Genetic markers can also be used to identify individuals or species," Rogantis added.

"Not that I mind the genetics class, doctor," Robin said, "But what are you telling me exactly?"

Doctor Rogantis pulled up two of Kace's scans onto his computer display and showed Robin in order to illustrate better what he wanted to get across.

"This," he said pointing at the genetic sequence at the top of the screen, "is a scan of your brother from two months ago when I treated him for an ear infection. This," he said pointing at the genetic sequence below, "is this morning's scan."

Robin Tatum nodded.

"See this?" Artim Rogantis said, "This genetic marker was not there in his previous scans."

"How is that possible?"

"There's more," Rogantis said, "This genetic marker in his new scan … it's not human."

"What?" Robin asked confused, "What is it, then?"

"It's Renoxamorph," Rogantis said matter-of-factly.

"I don't understand," Robin said, "How could anyone put a Renoxamorph genetic marker in my brother's DNA?"

"They couldn't," Rogantis replied.

"No?"

"You see … we are born with our genetic make-up, Lieutenant," Doctor Rogantis tried to explain, "it is not possible to add markers to a person's genetics. That would be like changing someone's genetic make-up. It's simply not possible."

"Then …" Robin said even more confused, "What does this mean?"

"It means …" Artim Rogantis sighed, "this boy is not your brother."

"Come again?"

"All the evidence is right there, Lieutenant," Artim said, "He's a clone."

"A clone?" Robin asked, "Wouldn't a clone be an exact replica of an individual?

"Not if his genetic make-up were altered before conception."

"So, this … this boy …"

"Is an altered clone," Rogantis finished for Robin.

"What?" Robin asked raising his tone, "How … why would … what purpose …"

"I'm at as much of a loss as you are, Lieutenant."

"Who could have done this?"

"Very few people …" Artim Rogantis said, "Actually, on record there is only one geneticist in the Alpha Quadrant who has accomplished something like this."

"Who?"

"Professor Biley Mork," the doctor added, "an Ibakan, whom we happened to have on board three weeks ago or so."

"If this boy is not Kace …" Robin said, "Then where the hell is my brother?"

"I don't know," Rogantis said honestly, "But I intend to find out."

"He has to know!" Robin said.

"Well, being he is the only one who has achieved full cloning, I'm assuming …"

"No!" Robin said, "Not the geneticist. The boy! The boy has to know! If he was sent here …"

"Robin," Doctor Rogantis said addressing him by his first name, "there's a very strong possibility that the boy knows nothing of this."

"How?"

"Proessor Biley Mork's work is remarkable," the doctor said, "a clone made by him would be an exact replica of the original host, memories included."

"So, what you're telling me doctor," Robin said, "is that the boy is not my brother, but he thinks he is?"

"Yes," Rogantis said, "That's exactly what I'm saying."

"What are we going to do?" Robin asked genuinely worried.

"I'm going to get in touch with Professor Mork and see what I can dig up. This, however, is a serious accusation and I'll have to be very … very careful."

"Thank you, doctor," Robin said and Doctor Rogantis nodded, "I'd … um … Doctor? I'd appreciate it if we kept this between us, for now?"

"Yes, lieutenant. I think we should not inform the Captain or the Senior Staff until we have some concrete evidence to back up our claims."

"Thank you, doctor," Robin Tatum said.

"That'll be all, lieutenant," Rogantis said and the 2nd Assistant Engineer left sickbay.

Artim Rogantis knew he could very well provoke a diplomatic incident with the Ibakans if he was not cautious enough when speaking to Doctor Mork, but there was no other possible explanation, if someone had the knowledge and means to clone a person, that was Professor Biley Mork. So, ever so cautiously, he started recording a subspace message for the Ibakan to be delivered ASAP.

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Robin Tatum had finished showering after his workout, still thinking of what Doctor Rogantis had said. So, he hadn't been wrong, when he'd thought Kace was not being himself … it was because he was not Kace, but someone else … a clone. It all sounded so far-fetched and yet it made total sense, especially because of the way Kace -or more accurately, his clone- had been behaving as of late.

He finished showering and dried himself walking back into his room, only to find Kace sitting in his bed. Instinctively, he covered his private parts and Kace giggled.

"It's not like I haven't seen them," the boy said.

"I'm … um … gonna get dressed and fix you lunch," Robin said.

"Wait," Kace said.

"What?"

"I know you don't wanna talk about this, Robin," the boy said, "because it makes you uncomfortable or something, but …"

"Kace," Robin said aware for the first time that he was not facing his brother but a clone, "What has been happening between us … it can never happen again."

"Robin," Kace clone said, "I don't think that's a decision you can make on your own. There's two of us involved here."

"Kace," Robin insisted, "You don't seem to understand … this … whatever this is … it's forbidden. It's been forbidden forever, it's just …"

Kace stood from the bed and approached Robin, resting his head on his brother's chest as he hugged him. Robin wanted to refuse him once again, but when he was so close to him … it was impossible, it's as if he really was in love with this little man who he now knew was not his brother but yet he was. He was, in fact, a much better brother than Kace had ever been and Robin felt close to him in ways he'd never felt close to Kace. But clone or not, it was wrong and something inside him kept telling him how wrong this was.

"I … I can't do this," Robin said and started dressing in a rush, putting his pants on and then his sneakers.

"Robin, please," Kace said as his brother put on a shirt, "we need to talk about this … I … I love you and …"

"Stop!" Robin yelled, "Stop saying you love me! It's confusing! It hurts!"

And with that, he walked outside their living quarters. He needed time to think, to cool down, to figure out what to do now that he knew Kace was missing and this boy with whom he was growing so attached to was not really his brother.

Act 5
Choices

Robin Tatum was in deep emotional pain. He did not know how to cope with everything that was happening with him and his brother Kace, or actually, his brother's clone. His mind was clear about things, because he knew what had been going on was wrong. It was his feelings that confused him, and they troubled him deeply, because he felt like he had fallen for Kace's clone. The most complicated thing to try and understand was that, even though a clone, the boy believed he was Kace, he was an exact replica of the boy down to his oldest and deepest memories.

He walked and walked and walked until he found himself before Holosuite four. He tapped at the command controls and the computer replied, "Please state program of your choosing."

"Computer," he said, "activate program Tatum-Omega-Four."

"Program loaded," the computer said, "enter when ready."

"Computer," he said, "enable Holosuite lock Tatum-Whiskey-five-Tango."

"Holosuite lock enabled," the computer said, "no one will be able to enter the holosuite or terminate the program. Enter when ready."

The doors opened and Robin Tatum walked inside, finding himself standing on the hot sand of a beautiful beach. Whenever troubled, Robin would always seek the solace of sunset in this holoprogram where he had recreated the main attraction of the Qulud City of Catary. He walked along the shore of the crystalline beach thinking of his current situation, when an anomaly formed right before him. He approached the anomaly which seemed to be a portal. If he'd had his tricorder, he would've known such an anomaly had occurred some weeks before during the gamma shift in his quarters, but he seemed to have forgotten the incident.

He walked towards the portal and saw a dimly lit place with an alien creature standing on the other side. Without thinking much, he walked inside and the portal closed behind him.

"Welcome, Lieutenant Tatum," the alien said.

"Who … who are you?" Robin asked, "Where am I?"

"I am Professor Biley Mork," the Ibakan said, "I believe Doctor Rogantis has told you about me."

Robin nodded.

"As to where we are … well, it's somewhere outside normal space. My little scientific hideaway," he said and chuckled.

"What … how …"

"It seems like your Chief Medical Officer and you have discovered my little secret," he said, "by the way … how do you like your new brother?"

"What?"

"Oh, I know everything, lieutenant," Mork said, "I've been closely monitoring you and … your brother."

"What have you done with Kace?" Robin asked.

"Your brother has become my test subject … someone who will help me revolutionize human medicine in the reproductive area."

"What?" Robin asked still not understanding, "Why him?"

"Because," he said, "he is a flawless human. My subjects are always top in their species."

"If you've harmed my brother in any way …" Robin threatened.

"I have not," the Ibakan said, "So, I've arranged for you to talk to your brother and see for yourself. Kace, come in."

A door to their left slid open and Kace Tatum walked inside the room looking as relaxed and happy as Robin had ever seen him. Kace stood a few paces away from Biley Mork and Robin, and looked at his brother.

"Kace!" Robin said running to hug his brother who automatically took three steps backwards, "I'm sorry … I … I got carried away."

"I know," Kace replied.

"I was so worried, Kace, I …"

"You shouldn't be," Kace said, "I have volunteered to be Professor Mork's subject."

"Why?" Robin asked.

"Because," he said, "he's expecting the work will change human medicine forever. And I get to be a part of it."

"Kace, you belong by my side, you …"

"You already have a replacement," Kace said and grinned, "Someone who's a much better brother than I am, if what I hear is right."

"Kace, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying you should go back to the Venture to that better version of me and leave me here to help Professor Mork achieve the great work he's expecting to accomplish."

"Kace …" Robin asked, "I can't … "

"But you must," Kace said, "it's what's best for the both of us."

"Why would you say that?" Robin asked.

"Because it's the truth," Kace said, "We were never particularly close, Robin. And after the Belphagorian incident we drifted further apart. There came the point in which I felt like I completely hated you. And probably you felt the same …"

"Kace …"

"What Professor Mork has given us is a chance of a lifetime," Kace said, "I'll be someone important in history … and you'll have the kind of relationship you always dreamed of having with me."

Robin looked at his brother unable to say anything. Everything Kace had said pretty much summed up the way things had been between them. Still, it felt wrong to just give up on him and try again with a new and improved Kace.

But Kace was right. And Robin knew it. And this was probably the best decision they could make … but it wasn't easy.

"Will you be alright?" Robin asked.

"Take a look at me," Kace said and turned around slowly so Robin could see him, "I've never been better."

"Kace," Robin said.

Kace walked towards Robin and hugged him gently, "be on your way in the knowledge that we're doing what's best for the both of us. I am happy here. Go be happy there."

"If that's what you want …"

"It is," Kace said and walked towards the exit, saying on his way out, "be well, brother."

Once Kace had left the room, Robin turned and looked at the Ibakan once again. There was still a minor detail to consider, "Doctor Rogantis …"

"Will be taken care of," Biley Mork said, "Tonight I'll have him come here and eliminate his memory engrams regarding this whole situation. I will see to it that all of your brother's scans match the new one so as to avoid future complications."

"Professor," Robin said more to placate his own conscience, "Kace …"

"I understand your hesitation," the Ibakan said, "So I'll tell you what. One year from now, I'll get in touch with you and you'll be welcome to visit your brother in here once again. If he's changed his mind by then, he'll be able to go back to you."

"What about … the other Kace?" Robin asked.

"Ah … that. Well, if your brother were to go back to you … then he'd have to come back to me. There can't be two Kaces out there, right?"

Robin nodded.

"Go," the Ibakan said opening the portal once again, "I'll bring you back a year from now."

"Very well, Professor," Robin said and walked into the portal, leaving Kace in the hands of the Ibakan.

Once he crossed the portal, Robin was once again standing on the beach in Holosuite four. He took a deep breath and looked into the holographic sun. He was at peace with Kace's choice, but he was still troubled by his feelings for Kace clone.

"Computer, end program," he said.

The beach disappeared leaving only the holographic grid in its place. Robin walked outside the Holosuite and started walking. He kept on walking without a place to get to in mind. He walked and walked and walked until he found himself standing before Ten Forward, the Venture's recreational restaurant/bar located on deck ten. He took a deep breath and walked inside.

He sat at a table far from the bar and close to one of the huge windows that allowed for a clear view of space. A good-looking blond waiter came close and asked him what he wanted to order and Robin asked for a Scotch on the rocks and a dish of fish and chips.

The waiter walked away and stood before the bar. On the other side of the bar was the most handsome and enigmatic man the eye could see. 1.70 mt [5'7"] tall, slim but toned probably weighing around 70 kilos [154lb]. He had brown hair and a dreamy face, bushy but well-defined eyebrows, brown round eyes and a set of roman nose and lips. His expression was enigmatic, his lips seemed to smile but not smile at the same time, giving him a sort of male Mona Lisa vibe.

"What did Lieutenant Tatum order," the man asked in a velvet-like calm voice.

"Um … Scotch on the rocks and fish and chips," the waiter replied.

"I'll take care of it," the man said and the waiter nodded.

Once he had what Robin had ordered, the man walked over to the troubled lieutenant's table and placed the drink and food on the table.

"Thanks," Robin said.

"Is this chair taken?" the man asked pointing at the chair next to Robin.

Robin looked up, realizing for the first time it was not his waiter, but Guynan, the civilian in charge of Ten Forward. He should've guessed, the calm in Guynan's voice was very special, very soothing. Captain Dar, who seemed to have a long history with Guynan, used to say it was because the man was a Lorian, an almost extinct species of long-lived aliens who had their origins in the Delta Quadrant, and Lorians were known for their preternatural empathy and their wisdom.

"Oh, Guynan!" he said, I'm sorry. No, the chair is not taken, you can have it."

"Thank you," Guynan said and sat down.

Robin Tatum looked at Guynan in bewilderment. He had thought the man wanted to take the chair somewhere else, not sit with him.

"Oh!" he said, "I thought …"

"I know," Guynan said.

"Look," Robin said as diplomatically as possible, "If you don't mind, I'd like to be alone."

"No," Guynan replied.

"Come again?"

"No," Guynan replied, "You wouldn't like to be alone."

"What?"

"The furthest table in the bar, Scotch on the rocks …" Guynan said, "it seems to me you do not want to be alone. I think you want for someone to listen."

"Thanks, but no," Robin said, "I already have weekly sessions with Counselor Ruavu Daelar.

A fatherly expression seemed to appear in Guynan's eyes and it would've seemed like he smiled, though it would've been difficult to say with his angelic expression.

"Counselors are good with people, treating people," Guynan said with vocal emphasis on treating, "they do not necessarily make good listeners."

"I'm okay," Robin said.

"Well, if you're okay, then I guess I am mistaken. Excuse me, Robin," Guynan said using the man's first name and stood from the chair.

"I'm a mess," Robin said and sighed.

Guynan smiled -smiled?- and sat down once again, "How so?"

"I … uh … I think I'm falling in love with someone I'm not supposed to fall in love with," Robin said.

"I see," Guynan said, "love can be troublesome."

"That's an understatement," Robin added.

"Why is this someone, a person you're not supposed to fall in love with?" Guynan asked.

"Because it's wrong," Robin said, "because there are boundaries one is not supposed to cross."

"Boundaries?" Guynan asked, "Set by whom?

"I … I don't know," Robin said.

"I see," Guynan said, "I can see how troublesome it can be to try and respect boundaries which have been set by … you don't know."

"Look, it's not that simple," Robin said.

"It isn't?"

"There are things at play," Robin said, "relationships that shouldn't change …"

"Ah, yes," Guynan said, "Change can be troublesome too. But the way I see it, you are not conflicted by the boundaries. It seems to me you are scared of changing the nature of your relationship with this someone."

" … "

"Do you love this someone?" Guynan asked.

"Deeply," Robin replied.

"Does … this someone know you love … them?" Guynan asked being careful not to use a pronoun in his question.

"I … uh … I haven't said anything …"

"Does … this someone reciprocate your feelings?"

"Yes!" Robin said a bit exasperated, "but that's not the point! The point is …"

"Boundaries," Guynan offered.

Robin Tatum nodded and looked into Guynan's deep wise eyes.

"What does your heart tell you?" Guynan asked.

Suddenly, everything made sense in Robin's head. So, he loved Kace in a way one loved a lover and not a brother. Kace reciprocated his feelings and was possibly as madly in love as Robin himself. So, what if there were these unwritten boundaries which kept him struggling with his own feelings? Guynan was right, he was afraid of changing the nature of his relationship with his brother, or with his brother's clone for that matter. But that was what this was, fear. And there shouldn't be fear if he was so sure of his feelings now, even if this wasn't his brother. He now knew Kace was fine in the care of the Ibakan Professor Biley Mork.

"Thank you, Guynan," he said and stood up.

He walked outside Ten Forward and ran to his living quarters. The minutes it took him to get there seemed like an eternity, since he was so sure of what he wanted. When he was finally outside his quarters, he took a deep breath and entered. He walked towards Kace's room. Kace clone was sitting on the bed trying to read a holonovel and got startled as he saw Robin come in. He stood up from the bed and walked towards his brother.

"Robin?" he said, "I'm sorry I …"

But Robin did not let him finish, he ran to Kace and hugged him tightly. Still surprised by Robin's reaction, Kace looked up to ask Robin what was happening, but Robin did not let him speak as he placed his lips on Kace's. They kissed passionately for a while and then Robin looked at Kace in the eye.

"I've been an idiot," Robin said, "I'm still here … if you still want me."

"Does that mean …"

"Yes," Robin said, "We will be whatever you want us to be."

Kace hugged Robin tighter if it was possible, and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too," Robin replied.

"Can we …" Kace started.

"Yes," Robin said feeling his dick start to engorge, "Let's take a shower."

Kace didn't have to be told twice. He got naked in a second and walked towards the shower. Once he was standing before the shower door, he turned his head to look at his brother and wiggling his ass he smiled seductively.

Robin was naked and fully hard as he walked towards the shower. He now knew this was the way things were supposed to be. Kace was the most beautiful creature in the universe and Robin knew he was going to be in love with him for as long as he may live.

Epilogue

Professor Biley Mork walked into the dimly lit room. He was greeted by the moans and gasps of a restrained and gagged Kace Tatum. The boy was grunting and panting, sweat glistening all over his naked beautiful eleven-year-old body.

He was attached to a sort of mechanical chair. His head was secured to the neck of the chair, and the cannula around his nose forced him to breathe the sexual cocktail with which Professor Mork had been drugging him ever since his arrival four weeks before. His arms and legs were secured to the chair as was his chest, waist and thighs.

Big suction caps were attached to his nipples, which had now grown from their original tiny size into pea-sized knobs. The suction seemed to want to rip them apart but that was not going to happen. His dick, still a good eleven cm [4"] in length, was straining against the metallic bindings, whose purpose was to zap the tween tool with enough current to keep him hard and make him cum.

Even though his dick had remained the same length, his urethral canal had been enlarged, and for that purpose Biley Mork had worked on thickening the rod, which was now possibly as thick as a can of soda. His still short but thick dick had a rather wide urethral canal which now allowed the 10 mm [0.4"] cum-collector to keep fucking the boydick, drilling inside him, the nerve endings driving Kace crazy.

His balls -Biley Mork had certainly worked on those to ensure a large production of boyseed- were now two low-hanging orbs the size of chicken eggs. The original needles had been replaced by a weird thick contraption in each nut which had five needles in total, which administered whatever serums the Professor deemed necessary.

Biley Mork had entered the room in time to witness Kace's 24th orgasm of the day, which was about to begin. With pleading eyes, Kace Tatum looked at his captor and, as tears ran down his face, he felt the contraction begin as a new volley of serum was shot into his balls.

"Nnnnnnnnnnghhhhhhhhhh!" Kace complained against the gag as his orgasm hit.

The thickened tween dick started throbbing non-stop and Biley Mork witnessed as the boyjuice started travelling through the cum collecting sound into the cum container. As Kace's midsection contracted, Biley Mork watched in awe as the 1 l [2 pt (US)]container -half full at this point- started filling more reaching three quarters as the boy carried on cumming endlessly, his orgasm reaching almost nine minutes and his messed-up system still producing his juice.

"Good!" Biley Mork said, "You managed almost 250 ml [¼pt (US)] of boyjuice in that orgasm!"

Kace Tatum was grunting like an animal in heat feeling his now enlarged balls hurting even more. He'd been cumming all day now and he knew he was far from over. When he came, it was as if he forgot about anything else in the world. As his orgasm started to recede and the machine continued to force him into the build up for his next orgasm, was the one small fraction of time in which he could almost think.

But he had forgotten what to think, all he had in his mind was that he didn't belong here and he needed to go. But where? Ah, yes! His brother. His brother? Did he have a brother? It all seemed so distant now as the machine kept forcing his aching dick into remaining erect.

"Well done, my boy," Biley Mork said as he removed the gag, "Well done once again."

"Ple-please," Kace said, "are y-y-you … let-tting … me … go … now?"

"Still talking non-sense, are you?" Mork asked and chuckled.

"Ple-please … I've b-b-bee-been … go-go-goo-good …"

"By the way, your brother showed up three hours ago," Biley Mork said as he approached Kace closer and started squeezing on the boy's balls.

"Bro-brother …" Kace said unable to think completely straight in his drugged state, "He … he … ca-ca-am-ame … fo-for … m-m-me …"

"He did," Biley Mork said, "Unfortunately I had to use a holographic representation of you, but he wouldn't have left otherwise. I'm sorry for that …"

"Wh-why …" Kace managed to ask, "ple-ple-please … let … m-m-me … g-g-go … ho-ho-home … with m-m-my bro-th-ther …"

"I think I'll need to adjust your gas," Mork said, "Since you keep talking nonsense about leaving."

He walked towards the computer terminal and tapped some commands, "Don't worry too much," the mad scientist said, "He'll be back for you in a year."

Kace was not sure if he understood what the man was saying, for his mind became fuzzy again as his cock started throbbing non-stop announcing his 25th orgasm of the day. He felt the contraction of his balls and knew he was about to deliver again.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" he shouted as his cock started spurting once again, his cum being sent into the cum container.

"Of course, by then it's very likely you won't want to leave, as has happened with all my other subjects," Biley Mork said and laughed maniacally.

But Kace was no longer paying attention, lost in the bliss of a new ten-minute-orgasm. Biley Mork contemplated with pride at what he had achieved so far. In four weeks, he had managed to enlarge Kace's reproductive system enough to produce 250 ml [¼pt (US)] of cum in every single orgasm. Today, Kace Tatum had delivered 6.5 liters of human sperm and he was not close to his sleeping shift, the five-hour period in which he was unplugged from the machine, nourished and allowed to rest.

This boy is gonna make me richer than any other of my sujects, Biley Mork thought as he sat down to carry on watching his favorite show -Kace Tatum's cumming show-, I wish I had learnt of humans reproductive abilities before. I might need some new subjects if I am to hold my end of the bargain with the Red Orchid. Luckily, I know where I can get them.

"N-no … mo-mo-more … cu-cu-cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmm!" Kace grunted as his 26th orgasm began.

Biley Mork grinned and rubbed his hard-throbbing erection. He could hardly wait for Kace's milking shift to end, so he could force his Ibakan cock into the boy's mouth and unload his balls inside him. After all, Kace needed to be nourished, and his Ibakan semen had proven an effective protein-based source of sustenance for all his other twenty-five subjects, each belonging to a different race in the Quadrant.

A year from now, Kace would be a willing subject, as well as a cum-starved boywhore.

The End