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WELCOME TO THE LAND DOWN UNDER - PROJECT ZEUS PART 1
A MEETING OF THE MINDS - PROJECT ZEUS PART 2
ON THE ROAD AGAIN - PROJECT ZEUS PART 3
PENETRATION IN TORONTO - PROJECT ZEUS PART 4
STRIKE WHILE THE STEEL IS HOT - PROJECT ZEUS PART 5
LONDON IN THE SHADE - PROJECT ZEUS PART 6
AGAINST THE ODDS - PROJECT ZEUS PART 7
DAMAGE CONTROL - PROJECT ZEUS PART 8
A NEW NORMAL - PROJECT ZEUS PART 9

Australian Syndicate Base, Day 5, Late Afternoon

10:11 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Back at the Syndicate facility here in Australia earlier this morning, on my way to recovery, and I decided to welcome myself to a bit of a tour and familiarize myself with my new associates, now that we have a successful job under our belt with the decimation of the MI6 offices in London. On my self guided tour I slowly make my way around to the main server room. I flash my ID badge and lustful smile at the two security guards on duty who just like me breeze on it. Talk about an open door policy, but then again most would not assume your guest of honor might steal a little bit from you on the side. But what can I say I am a bad, bad man.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I walk into the cold server room, the temp is chilly as the room of 8 foot taller servers hum and chirp with all the electrical buzz of the digital information exchange. I peer around and see a single tech off in the corner alone. “Perfect,” I mutter to myself. I say nothing as I come up behind him and press my elite warrior body against his lean back. He stands maybe 5 foot 7 and is around 150 lbs. My cock is swelling against his lean muscled ass. My cannon sized arms wrap him as I my bearded manly face nuzzles into his neck. I catch his name on his badge. “Shhhhh Ben, I have been watching since I came in and damn I want you,” I say as my hand slides down his shirt and then drops under the waistline of his pants. My fingers rub his semi hard cock which hardens fast. “Poor guy probably has not been laid in months,” I think to myself as I turn his lean frame around in my shredded body that swallows him. His eyes want and his body yearns as I seduce him more. I lean in and kiss him deeply as my hands snake around his back. One hand holds an encrypted jump drive which I plug into this slot. I slowly chew on Ben’s neck as I look down seeing the drive flash to life.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: My hand comes back around Ben's man meat that throbs and reaches in stroking it as I hug him tightly against my hard muscled chest. My titan quads open and pin him in place as my hand works his shaft and my thumb rubs his cockhead. He mutters several words as his body climbs to ecstasy. “This kid is gonna cum quick,” I chuckle in my head as I see the drive flash more showing its download is nearly complete. I squeeze Ben’s cock and he groans. Ben whimpers, “I can’t… I… can’t.” I kiss his neck as I roll my tongue up and down. “Yes you can, Ben, my man, cum for me,” I coach him in a whisper. Then he whimpers as I feel him tighten up against my hecurelan body. I squeeze him against me as he shoots his load, dampening his pants. “Good boy, Ben,” I say, comforting him as my one hand pulls around and grabs the encrypted drive that has finished. I pull my hand out from his pants lifting up in between our faces as I lick my fingers clean. Ben is mesmerized and lost in the after euphoria. I kiss him one more time then turn to go. I hear him panting behind me, “I did not get your name.” I grin and turn back sharply to him, “No you did not Ben,” I say in a flirtatious tone as I blow him a kiss and leave the server room.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: As I head to the restroom and wash my hands, looking at my sexy hot as fuck smile in the mirror I feel the encrpyted drive in my pocket. Now it is time to see what the good Mr. Usov is up to today...as he and I need to get acquainted.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I sat back against the stone, in the shade of the overhanging rock shelf, and stared across the bleak landscape baking under the ruthless Australian sun. Shimmering waves of heat distorted the landscape, causing it to undulate with bizarre mirages. Red rock peaks stabbed up towards the sky, without a hint of cloud. Ever since Derek had told me about his encounter with Kyle, I had felt so confused. So hurt. I missed him. I longed for his touch… just one more time. It was a wound that wouldn’t heal. And to further compound my confusion, Shade had told me on the way back what he had done to Mason. A part of me rejoiced… wanted to drink in that bastard’s suffering, but another part of me ached. Ached because Mason was caring for the man I love. Ached because I knew how much Mason’s suffering would hurt Kyle. So fucked up. So very fucked up. I wanted this to be simple again. Suddenly, I heard the crunch of approaching boots, I turned, my combat reflexes engaged, to spy Russel Shade walking through the hammering, blasting sun towards my spot. I felt a surge of lust at the sight of him. Fuck. What a man. Fuck.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I was told by folks that Ivan was out enjoying the scenery of the Australian outback, just outside of the base. I go sauntering around the property...my ass and quad are healing well already from the fucking cheap ass wounds James Mason inflicted on me. I am practically walking with no limp, the Syndicate medical team is top notch in their field. I can not see Ivan, save his boot which sets out from the stone he is leaning up against. I can hear him stir and flex...he is a battle driven beast… my snakes in my pants for such an intense man. However, I did my homework on Mr. Usov is nothing less than complicated… he has strong deep ties to James Mason’s lover, Kyle Bryne. I am sure my recent encounter with Mr. Mason may have upset his vicious little love triangle. But hey, I love a good challenge… so why not make the threesome a foursome. I grin to myself as I approach him. Our eyes meet and I feel his heated attraction for me. Granted it is purely physical right...but fuck we are both men with needy cocks… and who is say I can’t show Ivan what it is to be in love with a real man, and not some cock sucking puss. Seriously… I know what it means to feel a great love and then a deep loss… I know deeply personally what that pain is.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I come around the rock and walk out in front of Ivan with my strapping large back to him. I am in a simple t-shirt that hugs every muscular curve in my upper body, and khaki cargo pants fit well and snug on my well trained ass and pythonic thighs. I look out of the heated horizon. I flex my herculean thighs… yes I am flirting. “Growing up here… I hated the landscape, you know…” I sigh some fully taking in the site, “... but now as an adult I appreciate the bleak simplicity of it.” I put my hands on my hips further displaying my brick hard muscled back, boulder sized shoulders and my cannon sized. I can hear Ivan’s cock shifting in his pants. I have his attention.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Shade strides up, oozing a kind of alpha power and charisma that makes my nuts boil. The man is a beast, handsome, brutal, efficient, seductive. I am not immune to his charms. He slowly walks in front of me beneath the overhang, and suddenly I stare at the broad expanse of his mighty back, his tight t-shirt showing off his physique to perfection. My eyes stray down his back to his perfect, hard ass and those quads.. Pillars of might. My cock stirs as I hear him reflect on the land of his birth. I feel the same. Suddenly, I stand up and walk forward, behind Shade. I wrap my arms around the steel-hard girth of his manly torso, my hands exploring the ridges and hard lines of those abs, those pecs, radiating a hard power that calls to my nuts. I grab my wrists and my massive guns ripple with power as I hold that hard body tight against my own cut, ultra thick, ultra ripped Spetsnaz-trained physique. I murmur in his ear, nibbling his ear lobe delicately, sensuously, “You are a man who knows what he wants Shade… A man after my own heart… And it’s clear that you want me.”

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I grin from ear to ear as I hear you get up behind me. You are clever sexy hot fuck of a man so you know what all this means. My battle forged body stands there, flexed and thick as you come up and wrap your flex pulsing smooth muscled man crushing arms around my torso. “Mmmmmmmmm,” I moan out. It has been so long since a real man has held me. Too often with my work, I am the one holding the man as I seduce him only to ruin his body and take his life. But here and now to be held by this brute of man whose elite warrior frame presses against my rock hard back. I feel his cock snaking at my muscled ass. I lean my head back as he nibbles my ear… stimulation and sensual sensations run up and down my body. He talks to me as if he knows my very heart… indeed I do know what I want… but I have my doubts about you. I speak in a low tone with you right at my ear. “You are quite a man...Ivan.” I say as my one hand finds yours. Then with a quick snap, my hand clamps down on your pinky finger and I wrench it back, making you drop your semi tight bear hug on my torso. I quickly spin my combat forged muscled body and face you pulling your arm out to the side, as I control you by your wrenched out pinky. I then spin your hardened elite warrior body and pin you up against the stone you were sitting against earlier. Before you can even blink I have your arm hammer locked deep and hard up your back, with your cheek pressed on the stone in front of you.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: My heavy impenetrable muscle presses hard on your backside now and I am at your ear returning the nibble on your sweat tasting lobe as I hold you armour-plated arm tight. “Now, Mr. Usov, you perceive correctly, I am a man who knows what I want.” I say in your ear with a deep sexual tension in my tone. I kick open your legs with my thick grande A meat quads, spreading open as I press my raging hard manhood up on your well muscled ass crack. Ivan is a beautiful man...but heavily conflicted, right now soft pillow talk will get nowhere with him, except to get him cumming. Granted, no matter his answer to my upcoming question, we will be fucking like banchies, but where we go after that is yet to be seen. “But my question is do you know what you want… I know of your heart struggles… your fondness for a Mr. Kyle Bryne… whose lover… James Mason I fucked up…” I relay to you as I breathe heavy in your ear. “So… what is it that you want from me… can you be a man who loves again… or do you just need a fuck toy?” I say as I instantly grind my cock hard into your ass.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: One moment I am nibbling on Shade’s ear, and the next, I’m slammed up against the stone, my heavily muscled arm locked behind my back. I take it all in stride though. From any other man, my reaction would be an explosion of ruthless violence. But this display of his prowess only excited me further. Oh yes. Shade had grabbed me by the nuts, metaphorically speaking. He nibbles on my ear lobe, speaking in a deep, rich male voice dripping with sensuality and lust. It sends shivers down my spine. He spreads my thighs, and starts grinding his stiff, hard rod against my ass. And then, I realize with his next sentence, Shade doesn’t fuck around. He gets straight to the point, mentioning Kyle and then James. The very thing I was contemplating when Shade had hunted me down. And what was it that I wanted from Shade?

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I wanted him…. Was drawn to him… but love? Dave… I remember Dave… we fought together, loved together, trained together… Fuck, I still missed him. I missed our rough and ready relationship. We never spoke of our love… and then I lost him, and it was too late. Shade is not afraid to speak openly…. I don’t give him an answer, not with words. Instead, I heave my knees up and shove us backwards, my boots exploding off the stone wall, my thighs uncoiling with herculean power, as we roll backwards, I twist my heavy body expertly, going with the direction of the hammerlock, unwinding myself from this elite bastards grip, until he is on his back, and I’m laying a top him, with a wide grin on my face, as I stare down into his eyes, my hands gripping his biceps with vise-like strength, my knees pinned down to either side of his hips. “Why don’t we figure out the answer to that question together, Mr. Shade?” My rod is stiff as a steel spike, and I’m grinding it deep into his t-shirt covered abs. I lean down, and bite his bearded chin, the lust starting to pound in my veins.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Mr. Usov is nothing but impressive, his body is an iron idol of muscle and manliness, his mind is sharp with deep intelligence, and he seems to have a soul, as evidenced by his tortured emotions. I lean against him feeling his mass...it feels so good to touch a man like this...to press into his titanic muscles. I feel him through his clothes which I so desperately want to tear from his muscled body. My thick thuggish thighs hug his strapping quads...my cock snakes against this ass. Then in a move that does not surprise me, he springs off the wall, turning the tables like an expert fighter, freeing himself from my playful grip and tackles my grade A prime beef to the rocky ground. His hands grip my flexing arms with a commanding strength. His battle forged muscled legs folded at my side pin my hips. We stare into one another’s eyes… he is a man of deep passions… but has a conflicted nature. This is both a powerful and extremely sensual combination. He leans in biting my chin...I growl back at him as I lean up and sink my teeth into his muscled neck. His taste is exquisite. My cock throbs in my pants to the point I know he feels it against his crotch. My inventions with Ivan have been made very clear to him now.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: As he pins me down, I reach up, break his hold on my arms with a killer’s speed and hook my meaty muscled hands on the back of his neck. I then instantly thrust up with my hips and spring off my coiled herculean legs somersaulting us over, landing the thuggish muscled Mr. Usov on his back with me now straddling his midsection. My man crushing thighs cinch in hard against his torso making him wince a little as he gets a small taste of what my quads are capable of. My ass rests on Ivan’s cock...I flex my ass cheeks that literally chew on the man’s rounded hard shaft.. My hands travel up under his shirt as fingers explore his ab ridges, then they trace around his lower chest muscles feeling each line and groove. I lean into his face, my ass still chewing on his cock, I draw a long lick up his neck, and across his face. I hover right over his lips, my heavy hot breath on his. “Tell me Ivan… tell me what… Dave did for you… “ My lips touch his, softly and sensually. My tongue darts in and out of his mouth teasing him. I cinch my ass harder on his covered cock. “...Tell me what Kyle did for you…” I say more as I kiss around to his ear then nibble on it. Again I draw my tongue out and drag it down around his neck ending back at his mouth. I look into him,deep lust heavy eyes looking for any hope for us. “I can give you everything they did… and so much more… you just have to be willing…” I say getting closer to his mouth and kiss him passionately, opening my mouth to his and filling his mouth with my tongue. My seduction of Ivan has begun.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: This man is power… strength… sensuality… dominance.. All tied up in a single man. Russel is dangerous. That excites me. Draws me in. I am not really surprised when there is another explosion of brutal, precise violence from Shade… and I find myself on my back, those enormous quads of his wrapping up my waist, his ass on my cock, and his mouth licking and suckling on my neck and face.. FUCK… What a man. His hands are everywhere, tracing the ridges and lines of my hard Spetsnaz muscle. I swallow, my own manhood stiffening as hard as steel. His lips lean in and kiss my own gently… my hands stray up and slide under his t-shirt, feeling the hard, compact power of his granite-chiseled muscles. I swallow, deeply, my face turning hot red with lust and desire. I want this man… I want him. I listen to him… Fuck… the questions he is asking…. He doesn’t beat around the bush… I kiss him, and answer between each kiss… “Dave… had my back….” I kiss him again, “Kyle.. touched my heart…” I swallow hard… unable to continue… since my mouth was totally swallowed by Shade’s man-hungry kiss. My nerves light up, and I groan deeper, my hands ripping and tearing the t-shirt off this bearded warrior’s torso, my hands hungry for his skin, the feel of his muscle against my hands as I dig in deep to his thick power.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I spread my booted feet, and plant them firmly on the rocky ground, then with a surge of herculean power, my steel-hard core flexing and surging with might, I bridge up, the power of my core and thighs lifting Shade’s heavy mass of muscle and sex up into the air, showing off my own power as I kiss him deeper. Shade was taking me … and I was following the siren call of his manly seduction like a moth to the flame.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: The might of this Ivan Usov is senaully impressive. His body is stacked with battle hard muscles that ripple and swell under this gear. I feel this thickened manhood has started its deep drumming throb expressing his overbearing lust. Our kissing has me tasting the beauty and wonder of this great man under me. Looking in his eyes, I see his conflict just as easily as I feel his lust. I want more from this infamous Mr. Usov than some quick fuck in the bush country of the Australian outback. We kiss a few more times then he heaves us up with his strapping legs. “Mmmmmmmmmm, a man after my own heart,” I say teasingly as I lick his face long and slow. With Ivan arching up I now have the access I hoped for. I reach back and unzip Ivan’s pants and release his throbbing cock. I plant my feet on the ground and grin as I reach back and he sees me unzip my pants as well unhinging my hard cock, but then he sees my zipper extends back further under my ass...I grin as to his lusty amazement I work my ass back on his cock, sliding his pole into my tight flexing chute. I nuzzle my ass over his, straddling his waistline with him buried deep in my hole. However, I do not stop there. I lean down kissing his mouth deeply as my tongue invades, wrapping him and squeezing him with my hardened man lust.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I taste him more, then I say, “ My turn baby.” Suddenly my legs snap shut around his waist with deep muscled bending pressure, as my feet vice tightly closed. I hook his neck with one hand and then I lean on to the side rolling us fast, putting my back on the stoney ground with him secured in my sexual scissors on his knees. My fingers interlace with his, and pull him deeper into my thigh, deeper into my hole...and my legs tighten around his waist with pythonic pressure. “I had your back at the MI6 building...like Dave did,” I say then I SQUEEEEEEEZE that waist, as my ass tightens hard around his cock. “Tell me if I am touching your heart…” I say lustfully as I SQUEEEEZE yet again. His body was sweating in my deep hard man crushing grip. My hands hold tight to his as I position his head to be right over my face. “Tell me Ivan.... what do you want?” I say licking his neck.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: My heart is pounding, and my dick is throbbing. This man is incredible… so much power, such strength, such sensuality. We kiss deeper, and I’m hungry to taste more of him. He licks my face, then suddenly to my delighted amazement, he reaches back and unzips his trousers all the way back to his ass!!! He came … prepared. He unzips my own trousers as well. Then, skillfully, masterfully, he sits back on my erect manhood, and swallows it in his ass. My eyes go wide as dinner plates, and my balls begin to churn as I feel the tight enclosure of his powerful manhole swallow my rod. The sensation is incredible.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, in another flash of motion, his legs clamp tight around my hard-bodied core, and with a snap we are reversed again. I’m on my knees, between his legs, trapped in his scissors, and the pressure suddenly builds to an enormous level. It takes all my considerable core strength to hold off that pythonic might. I grunt… This is what I needed… to use my might, my strength, my power. My rod begins pounding deep into Russel’s ass, driven by a wild, animalistic lust. I listen to his words…. He speaks of London… and yes, it was good, so good to work with him, to share danger together. He speaks now of touching my heart.. I could lose myself in his power, his strength, his confidence… my own has felt so lacking for so long. Kyle… I love you… I think inside my mind, then throw myself into Shade, feeling a wild lust and longing and desire to bond deeply with this powerful titan of a man. I gasp, “You are one of a kind .. Russel… You seem to know … exactly…. How to let yourself into my heart…”

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: The lust levels are high, as both the pressure around Ivan’s v-shaped waist increases and the throbbing pressure of my cock increases. My body sweats as I feel his pole buried deep in my chute. I pulse my massive pythoic quads around him… I see the delight in his eyes as I surge in with my hardened erotic pressure on him. Simultaneously, I pulse down on his cock the muscles of my hardened ass. Only a real man recieves this treatment from me...most men I will break in bed just like I break them in torture… but Ivan… no, I don’t want to break him… I think I want to love him. My canal ripples and grips his rod tightenly… milking him, edging him, and even heightening his lust levels. I randomly pulse on him giving him no quarter to fight back… I envelope him more into me bringing him deep to my center.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: My own cock stands out of my pants like a wet pre cum soaked sword. My hands glide around from the back of his neck and my finger grasps his shirt collar and I PULL… ripping his shirt from battle forged ripping muscles. I moan out in pure delight seeing his gorgeous smooth muscled chest. I squeeze him tighter as my own desire for him grows… shift a little under neath, then I pull my shirt off as I bend at at the wasit, my beastly pulsing thighs stil thick on his sides, chewing him in half, his manhood is buried in my flexing canal, pulling him to my chest...his muscles press to mine…”Ah fuck… Ivan…” as pant out as my lips devour him from his cheeks, to his neck, to his forehead. “Be mine…” I whisper in his ear. “I will give you…. Everything… OH FUCK,” I saying as in my folded position this allows for your cockhead to expertly nail my spot. My legs coil tighter in my euphoria over you. Mr. Usov is proving to be quite the man for me.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I’m hovering on the edge of pleasure and pain… My hands are gripping the massive herculean quads wrapped tighter than a vise around my hard-bodied warrior core. So much power, so much strength. A pulse of pressure drives in suddenly, and I gasp, my core barely able to handle the enormous pressure, the pain is exquisite, and with a deep hunger, I drive my manhood powerfully into Shade’s powerful ass. Although, he’s fucking me with his ass as much as I’m fucking him with my cock. This man is power, pure power. He rips my simple shirt off, revealing the hard packed lines and bulges of my Spetsnaz-forged muscle. He rips his own shirt in the process, revealing granite-carved muscles packing pure alpha mercenary power. FUCK what a sight.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Russel pulls me down into his chest, our hard sweat slicked muscles grinding together as we grapple. His mouth is everywhere, all over my body, and my own lust is off the charts as I assault his neck, chewing it, kissing his face, biting his beard, my lust growing to incredible new heights. I feel his own manhood driven hard against my abs as I grind into him. I listen to him speaking… so seductive, calling me like a siren, his power, his sensuality, his pure presence. Ahhhhh I drive into him, over and over, barely holding off the man-crushing power of his quads as my ribs and obliques creak. Every pulse drives through me, and makes my balls churn. I lean forward, and kiss Shade deeply, longingly, feeling myself light up on fire for him. Drawn to him… his power, his presence, everything about him. I break off “Shade…. Give it to me…. Take it from me…” Then suddenly, I explode, my balls pushed over the edge off the cliffs of pure orgasmic explosion, flooding Russel’s pure alpha ass with rope after rope of Spetsnaz seed. My head is spinning… feelings and sensations flooding my brain as I collapse on his powerful chest, totally snared.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: There are moments we treasure in life, those moments we tuck away remembering always, and this is one of those moments. In this beautiful treasured moment with this gorgeous beast of a man I feel could almost have a normal life with this man… shit I would run away with Ivan. Granted I just met him… but sometimes you just know… especially when you met that one special guy. You see it in their eyes. You feel it in their touch. You sense it in the deep regions of your heart. I gasp out as Ivan drives in deeper. “AHHHHHHH FUCK,” I moan out in deep pleasure. My muscled back arches up as I drive my steel spiked dick into the cum gutter chiseled abs of Mr. Usov. My eyes light up pure lust, pleasure… and yes in love at this man’s touch. My legs crave in deep as my euphoria mounts. My canal is so tight and pulsing that I can feel Ivan’s cum vein rushing with this release. I feel his body go rigid as I have him at his edge.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: My legs cut deeper still as I see his face red and contorted in his sexual pleasure. Yes we have arrived...I fuck my cock in hard hard and deeper on my ab ridge. His body sweat greases my cock perfectly. He leans in and we kiss...this kiss has more than lust behind it. He calls out, commands, and begs me to take it from him. So I do...I crush in on my lover’s body on every level.... His hecurlan frame responds instantly as he gushes to fill my hole with his seed. My hands hook his neck as I grind up into his abs… “IIIIIIIIIIIIvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvan,” I call out as I spray my thick white ribbons of my man seed all on his chest. It is glorious as I feel him crushed in my grip, my cock painting him, my lips smothering his. His hard muscle body gives in as he collapses into my grip. My legs remain clamped on, as my arms join them in coiling around, keeping him tucked in against my chest. I kiss his forehead saying nothing...but mind wanders...Fuck this man is moving into my heart.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Is it possible for me to again have a man in my life? Terrance, my former lover, was ripped away from me suddenly. The pain of his death haunts me, even drives me to seek my dark hellish revenge on my nemesis. But here at this moment… With this man,I feel something I have felt for so long… a warmth in my heart. It is too soon to say anything to my sweet Ivan who I grip caressed against my chest. My life is complicated… Even my motives here with the Syndicate are complicated. I am sure if we went around to all the major players, they might all say that they are complicated. But they all have no idea… none of them do… none of them realize “who” is watching… the Syndicate, MI6, the SAS, fuck even the US Intelligence agencies have no idea “they” are watching. THEY make my life complicated. It is possible to have Ivan and “them” in my life… I am sure but it is definitely a journey I am willing to journey… with Ivan.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I kiss him again on the forehead, then suddenly he feels it, a deep hard surge from my core that echoes and floods his relaxed core with a pythonic pressure greater than any he has felt from me thus far. I quickly snap his wrists in my hands, and pull his hefty muscled arms out to his sides, as in his post orgamsic state he is weakened some. I look deep into his eyes as his face strains in my titan grip. My eyes fire with a deep heat for him. Crushing his waist down, his relaxed v-shaped core buckling under the pressure. I lick his chin as you strain, then I catch his gaze. “Tell me Ivan… what do you want now?” I keep our faces close, hovering over mine feeling his gasping hot breath on me, mine on his, and he is tucked deeply in my intimate tight man crushing embrace. He strains more as he seeks to breath and find the strength to answer. I stretch his arms out more, making him lean down more, my legs sawing into him deeper. “So...my big beautiful muscle king...what do you want...now…” I whisper.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Even as I collapse in his man-crushing grip, spilling my pent-up seed deep inside him, I hear this hard-muscled, bearded mercenary call out my name and suddenly erupt between us, spraying his rich seed everywhere, coating our torsos. The pressure of his granite-hard thighs grows suddenly to vast levels of might, my face turning red as pain lances through my own battle-forged core. Then, the pressure lessens for a moment. My being is ringing like a bell, in the aftershock of an incredible orgasm. The power, the might of Russel has me utterly spell bound… My heart begins to melt for him, his power, his aggression, his sensuality, his skill, his competence, his strength. Here is a man who knows what he wants. He kisses my forehead as I collapse on his hard, chiseled chest, breathing deep, relaxed and exhausted.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I rest in a dreamy haze for a time, and find myself thinking of Dave…. Of the rough and ready friendship we developed, of how gradually we began to spend more and more time together, training together, sparring together, drinking together, sleeping together, fucking together. It seemed that somehow without either of us knowing it had happened, we had fallen in love. But we never talked about it… we never said the words. We just wanted to be with each other. And then when he was taken from me, I would not let myself feel his loss, I would not admit how much it had hurt to lose him. Instead, I was going to make Kyle Byrne pay for the death of my Dave.. I was going to warp his mind, and make him into my slave, and then I saw how much Kyle loved his Mason, the depth of that love, the power of it able to reach beyond all my skill at brainwashing. And then somehow, I was in love with Kyle…. And he was in love with me. He touched my heart, my wounded aching heart, with a vulnerability and tenderness that disarmed me totally. Dave was my strength, but Kyle had overnight become my tender heart. And now they were both gone from me, I had set Kyle free, and had lost him, and my Dave was dead, and my heart was wounded. Then Russel assaults me on all fronts, pouring his power, his intensity, his overwhelming presence into my being like a firehose, and all I wanted was to give myself over to him. Then, my musings are interrupted violently.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Then, suddenly, shockingly, the pressure around my core builds again, with a surge of pythonic man crushing might. Caught off guard, unable to flex my core in time to hold off the assault, a sudden blast of crushing force drives deep into my very being. My obliques are compressed inwards, my ribs begin to bend, breathing is impossible. My eyes go wide… the pain is exquisite… I am utterly in awe of Russel’s power. I lift my head to look into his eyes, my face red, my hands gripping the herculean thighs threatening to cut me in half. Such might… such utter might… I catch his gaze, the fires raging in his eyes, my own gaze mirrors his own. I have never met another man that took me to such places of control and power before. My heart begins to turn somersaults inside me even as the pain builds to dangerous levels. Then, he asks me what I want now… I gasp… barely able to reply, my vision starting to swim… “Take me….”

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I feel your rippling torso caving in. Your ribs are right on the edge of snapping. Your pain sensors are on overload, but what stimulates me more, is how much I see you enjoy this. Fuck me...this man is a sensual pain pig...which drives my attraction even deeper for this conflicted hot fuck of a man. Now more than ever I want him...all of him...I want to be the forethought in his mind...I want to drive the beating of his heart with my love...I want his soul to be embedded in mine. Yes, I have found my mate… like a bear or wolf searching the vastness of the forest for his equal, his perfect partner. I have found mine...all twisted up in this complicated man. His heart is divided in so many ways from the deep suffering he has endured...but so is mine. Where he is empty I can fill up...and likewise to me.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: My thick battle forged body aches for Ivan. I never dreamed coming to the job I would find the one for me. Shit, for Ivan I would walk away from everything… I would take him away from all this… and fill his life up with the care, affection, adventure and love he deserved. However in all of this I am breaking my chief rule… never get involved with a client or his associates. Following this path with Ivan will lead to very harsh conflict. Fuck it...I tell myself. I stare into Ivan’s eyes answering his response. “Gladly...my love,” I say as my pythonic surging legs tighten even more, crushing his muscled core. I wrap his head tightly in my arms coiling my cannon sized arms around Ivan’s cabled neck in a perfect sleeper. My hand cups Usov’s mouth and presses in removing any incoming air. My body is a crushing vice of sensuality on his hardened pulsing muscled frame. Wrapped in tightly as if I were a mighty anaconda who is devouring their prey. He is deep in my grip and I press my forehead to his as I show him the way to the unconscious dark.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I gasp out my words, the exquisite pain delivered by this man of might and power indistinguishable from rapt pleasure. He is my equal… in power, in training, in might, with a presence that has me in awe. This man needs to take me… I need to give myself to him… I am drawn… I cannot resist his might…. He tells me then, “Gladly...my love” I open my mouth, my stomach twisted in knots, when suddenly my head is wrapped in his mighty guns, huge as pythons. Weakened, breathless already, his hand cups my mouth, robbing me of air… of speech … of control. My cock is surging like a wild snake, the sensuality of his power, his strength causing my nuts to boil. Then… suddenly, as my core is crushed by his herculean quads…. My neck is squeezed by those pythonic arms… and my air is robbed.. I collapse, senseless in his grasp, my heavy, elite Spetsnaz muscle unconscious, powerless in his total control and at his mercy.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Ivan goes limp in my grip, already my cock is beginning to harden again. I have an insatiable sexual appetite for the men I am attracted to and Ivan is a total feast for me. His thick muscular frame goes still and motionless on my barreling chest. I feel him breathing against me and I feel I could stay here and just hold him for hours and be fully content. I give him a quick kiss on the forehead. Then I roll him off and rezip my pants, then I do the same for Ivan. I lean down and grip Ivan by the waist then haul him up on my shoulders. His tight, ripped muscled frame lays over my broad shoulder as I turn and head back to the Syndicate base where I have a few surprises awaiting my sweet Ivan in my room. My cock snakes in my trousers as I think of Ivan and how this was totally an unexpected bonus of taking this job. I smile hugely as I walk with his stone strapping frame over my shoulder like I have bagged and tagged a wonderful prize beast from the outback.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Ironically, I made it back to the room with little or no issues from any one who saw me carrying Ivan on my shoulder. Either they did not care enough to say something or they were too scared to say something. I gave several onlookers a wicked grin as I walked into the base barracks and got to my room. I placed Ivan on my bed then stripped the hot fucker of all his clothes. Damn he is a pure specimen of a man. Every curve of his muscles, every groove of his body is perfect in its form and design. I think I am falling hard for this man. I strip myself down then I pull out four leather straps and lash Ivan’s wrists and ankles to the metal bed frame. I plan on showing Ivan just how well I can treat the men I love. I am not sure of Ivan’s stamina yet, so I pull out a rubber cock ring from my bag and I slide it on his glorious man meat. I then slide onto the bed next to him propping myself up on my thick muscled elbow and arm. My one pythonic thick meaty leg lays over Ivan’s closest leg to me. I slowly begin to kiss his cheek, and trace my other hand around his pec muscles, pec valley and nips, as I await for Ivan’s return to consciousness. “Mmmmmmmm, Damn you are one fine man,” I say softly as my lips graze your cheek.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I slowly begin to return to consciousness, my body shaking and quivering in the aftershock of my sensual conquest. My head and ribs throb a bit from my brutal knock out, as the intensity of the experience I just shared with Shade rushes back. I moan softly, and go to sit up, only to find I am restrained. My eyes open wide, and I become aware of Shade’s hard, sculpted muscle laying atop me, his legs tangled up with mine,his handsome bearded face against my cheek, his hands tracing out the curves and lines of my hard cut muscle. My eyes go wide, and my heart begins to pound like a drum in my chest. Oh fuck me… He’s got me tied up on his bed. My cock aches as it suddenly re-hardens to it’s full, magnificent length. I reach my head up, my mouth longing, searching for Russel’s lips, as I mumble, “You fucking magnificent, sexy beast… You’ve captured me… but now, what are you going to do to me?” I

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: I feel you walk up and see you search the room then reality kicks in that you are captured and my trapped prey. Our eyes meet… you seek my lips and I reward you with them as we kiss deeply. Your heart feel lighter as if your letting go of your heavy weights...torturous love making can do that for man… and I am going to test Ivan and take him the distance here to see just how much he can love a man...how much he can want a man...and if that man could be me. I pull off your lips and grin at you, “Well I am going to test you...my sexy man… to see what you are worth…” my lips press on yours again as we open our mouths fully and the passion erupts.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: My tongue slides in your mouth and curls around your tongue, my legs slide around one of your strapping stone quads and I lock on and begin to squeeze slowly...the pressure mounting...I reach down and grab your ringed cock and I begin to stroke it...you and I full knowing that it will only build to the rings pressure point. I reach back with my older hand and I pull out a violet wand…and I lightly drag it across your chest as we kiss...it sends its stimulating charge down your and around your heavy armor plated chest. I trace all of the muscle grooves of your chest muscles with the wand...kissing you hard, sucking your tongue...my legs tighten again on your one thigh, the pressure sinks in harder...my other hand stroking you ringed cock...now the the wand...my body sweating for yours as I work you more and more. Each stimuli to compound the other...the painful leg squeeze...the stroking of your cock...the deeping kissing...the wand. I feel your tensings as the waves of pain and pleasure crash in your mind and body.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: You reward me with a kiss as I feel the roiling thrill of being captured, controlled, restrained. I look deep into your eyes, and listen as you tell me how I am going to be tested. My body reacts as you push my buttons, and I rise to the challenge, in every sense of the word. As we kiss, you wrap up my thickly muscled quad in your own herculean thighs, and begin to squeeze. I gasp… DAMN… the power in that grip is astronomical. The pressure drives in as you grab my ringed cock, unable to soften now, as you stroke it, building up my arousal, causing me to get stiffer and stiffer under your expert grip. Then, my eyes go wide as dinner plates when Russel pulls out a wand. FUCK.. FUCK FUCK… I start to quiver as the wand unleashes a charge of erotic stimulation across the thick, heavy muscle of my powerful chest. My thigh… the pressure keeps building, pain starting to knife through the steel-corded muscles of my quads, my cock begins to ache, precum flowing out of it like a fountain, my body shivering in erotic delight as the wand excites my nerves. So many sensations, smashing through me. I moan in pure delight. How… I moan, “Russel.. Oh fuck… what you are doing to me….”

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Your panting breath on my face as you gasp out your approval and questions is totally erotic for me, making my cock surge and pluse deeply into your muscled obliques. My combat forged muscled legs cinch down hard on your thick quad as I flatten it in my crushing embrace. The wand drags around each of your barrel hard pecs...tracing every line of your physique...giving its shocking stimulus along the way. My hand holds a heavy grip on your cock. I slide my hand tightly up and down your thick shaft. Gripping your manhand so that I feel every ribbed muscle of your heavenly cock in my fingers. Your pre cum dribbles out your cockhead in large droplets. They slide down the sides and lube my fingers as I slow my pace down, giving you long drawn out strokes. I lean in and sink my teeth into the cabled muscled flesh of your neck, feasting on you as if I were some feral beast hoarding over its prey. I chew on you with a deep delight as my cock rages harder into your side. My quads of granite compact your heavy thigh muscles even more.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: The wand traces from your chest region to your abs now. The tip electrifies each ab ridge making you flex and grunt as the nerves are shocked to their heightened sensual level. Your body sweats as so does mine. The air has the aroma of man love...I still dine on the thick pleasures of your neck, wetting your skin as my teeth sink and pull on your neck muscles. “FUUUUUUUCK, Ivan…” I mutter out in my chewing as my body and cock clearly show I am on my sexual climb for my climax. I hold the wand right at your waist line, dancing it on your slick sweaty skin. I pull from your neck then lean my cheek against yours as we both look down at your cock in the deep grip of my hand with the wand centimeters away from your throbbing cock head. We both breath heavy...my legs squeeze down tighter on your power-packed muscled thigh. I whisper to you, “Ivan...I am going to make you love me more than any other man you have ever known...you will beg me to stay at your side.” My tone is sensual and soft...but there is a dark twist to it. I turn my face into your and I give a long lick on your unshaven cheek. Then you feel it...the wand grazes across your cock head...back and forth...sending shock down your shaft and my hand...making my hand crush in with a titanic pressured grasp. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ivan…” I whisper, “Tell me you want me….”

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Tied down, totally captured, in the hands of one of the strongest, most powerful, most skilled, sexiest man I have ever met, the sensations he is unleashing on my battle-hardened muscle are driving me absolutely crazy. The power, the pressure being unleashed on my rock-hard quad is unreal, the pain of having my muscle being crushed is mixing with the pleasure flooding my senses as Russel plays that wand over the hard contours of my thick muscle. My cock quivers in Shade’s expert grip, and again and again I am struck by how totally I am being controlled. I crave to be controlled… but always, I must be in control. Always, I must take charge, but that inner craving… Shade has seen deep inside my being and latched onto my inner desires, and with a power and skill that has blown me away, he has taken control of me. And my nerves are on fire, and my heart is melting… I am drawn to him, deeply and profoundly.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: I shake as you stroke my cock, in bondage from the ring, it quivers and leaks. The pain is exquisite as my hard muscle is crushed, and then you assault my neck, and I start to tremble violently under your sensual assault on the corded muscles of my hard neck. Shade’s cock drives against my hard battle-forged abs, leaving it’s trail of precum. Need… lust… longing… and love for this powerful man starts to churn deep in my being. He has me utterly in his spell. His sensual control over me is total. Then, my eyes go wide as that wand approaches the head of my trapped cock. Then, suddenly Shade speaks to me, and his words go straight to my heart. I tremble… the wand gets closer, the pressure on my thigh grows more powerful, pain and pleasure, and my total vulnerability mix and churn together. I gasp… as the wand touches my cock…. My body trembles violently, and my nuts boil, surging with the need to cum, but the cock ring prevents me from unloading. I scream suddenly, in intense pleasure, desire, frustration, and utterly under Shade’s sensual spell… I groan out, quivering, “I want you Shade… Oh fuck how I want… how I need you…”

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Your body shutters and responds in perfect union with all of my touching stimulations. You are fucking greek god...your cheisled muscles are so tight and defined...they swell with pure power. Your skin is rough and soft in the perfect harmony of feeling of my skin against you. My own arousal is off the charts as I work you over. I hear you quiver with your words and tell me of your wants. I drag the wand back up your abs following each ab ridge on your torso. My hand still holds firmly to your cock as I slowly stroke you again...making your cock swell with a heated pain.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: You are a man of great strength and will power...you are not easily broken or worked down. But I know you are close to your limits on the sexual level. Your body is screaming in ecstasy. I pull the wand off you chest…”I know you want me Ivan….but show you me you need...more than any other man...more than Dave...more than you boy toy Kyle...make me believe it….my sweet Ivan.” I say whispering in your ear...as I lick your lobe. Then not giving you time to respond, I lean in and kiss you, shoving my tongue deep into your mouth…then you feel it...in the midst of my deep kiss I take the tip of the wand and push it in your piss slit...the charge shoots down your entire shaft as I grip you tightly. My lips press harder on yours...not letting your pull from the kiss as the charge goes off more in down you manhood...our bodies tense….I crush again on your thickened quad with my might bringing a painful surge. I pull from the deep kiss...looking you right in the eyes….”make me believe...my Ivan...my love…” I say and give your face a long sensual lick...as another charge shoots through your piss slit.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Suddenly, Russel works the wand over my chest, removing it from my cock. My whole body is on fire, my nerves are a light with ecstasy and agony mixed together in a heady cocktail that sends my sado-masochistic wiring rocketing off the charts into new realms of pleasure. He whispers in my ear, his question going straight to my heart… I feel a shadow pass over me, a wave of confusion, I want Shade, need Shade… I fight to figure out how to respond when he kisses me again, then suddenly, mid-kiss the wand is pushed into my piss slit. My body suddenly goes utterly haywire, every nerve ending turns to liquid fire, the pain so exquisite, the pleasure overwhelming, the need to release, to shoot my seed fills every inch of me. I struggle wildly against my restraints, my muscles flexing, pulling, tearing, yearning, aching. I scream … unable to form words… then scream again….. AWWW FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKkkk

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: The heat in the room is beyond anything I have experienced with another man. Your body, mind and heart can take so much...so much pain shows your strength...so much resistance shows your mental prowess...and so much love shows your heart. I want you for myself...all to myself. In life I do not share my success...I own my mistakes...and I love my man fully, but I need my man to love me fully. Ivan has a split heart...he has been through much...he is heart shattered and broken. I want to help him be whole again but only he can choose to do such. But here today I have shown him my heart in the pain and pleasure I have brought him. Fuck I could love this man truly...I have not felt this since my...my Michael. My Michael who was so wrongfully taken from me...I too like Ivan have experienced the painful loss of a loved one. I have a heartache there...then I turn from it and bury that ache. My mind and heart refocus on Ivan.

16:01 Russel_Shade_Taylor_Mercenary_for_Hire: Ivan is at his sexual peak. I grin as we kiss more….I remove the wand from his piss slit...then I relent my squeeze on his thick barreling thigh. Then I pull my hand and the ring off his cock. In one fluid move I roll, straddle, and slide his raging hard pole up into my welcoming wet chute. I gasp as I lower myself onto his blessed manhood that fills my hole with an expert feeling of ecstasy. I flex my manhole with a deep hardened might that will milk Ivan instantly of his aching seed that has been bent up inside him. My thick hard battle forged body atop Ivan, I begin to rock back and forth on him in a violent sense making both his wrists and ankles yank and pull against the restraints. The bed creaks as we fuck like beasts...I open my legs more letting Ivan’s full length up into my center. I rock my head back and moan as suddenly as my orgasm is fully reached. I spray out my ribboned cum load painting the muscled chest of my Ivan beneath me. I moan out more and more as I finish my seeding on this man I could be falling in love with.

10:11 Commando_Ivan_Usov: Suddenly, quivering, my balls on fire with a deep male need to explode, to surrender my seed, pushed well beyond my edge by Shade’s incredible erotic skills, Shade removes the wand from my slit, releases his grip on my thigh, removes the cock ring, and plunges his ass down onto my raging cock. My eyes go wide, and my entire body strains and writhes in my restraints, as my balls boil. Shade takes my manhood up full into the very centre of his body, and I scream then, as my pent-up seed erupts in massive ropes full up his ass. It seems to go on and on for an eternity, and when the orgasm fades, my nerves are left tingling like the lights of a christmas tree. I gasp, shaking and shuddering, never in my life have I ever felt an orgasm like that. Vaguely, I become aware of Russel on top of me, his seed coating my chest. We are both gasping and our eyes meet. Fuck… what a man. My heart aches for him.

Australian Syndicate Base, Day 5, Late Evening

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I throw another strong straight punch to the punching bag. Sweat is dripping from my heavy arm muscles and my face as I meet Derek’s gaze. He is holding the punching bag in place, and I can’t help but grin at him mischievously. After the attack, both Derek and Ivan were a bit confused. Not gonna lie, this was not as smooth as I had expected. But life was never easy, and it had its own challenges. I still hadn’t heard from Liam which was making me more and more uncomfortable, but for some reason, I didn’t want to believe he was dead. And yet, sparring with Derek was a great idea to release and let go of those thoughts. More importantly though, we had succeeded. Neither MI6 or CSIS will be a barrier for our next and main project. This was definitely the distraction we needed. Rogers and Chevalier had managed to escape from our grip but they weren’t at their best for sure. As for Mason, that new mercenary we hired seems pretty incredible. And that idiot Craig was dead too. Amazing… Now there is no one that can stop us. No one… The guys Ivan fought? Just ordinary wannabe agents I suppose… And… Kyle? He is a smart one, but it will take some time for him to recover fully. Moreover, I think our feelings are mutual. He can’t directly hurt Ivan, Derek, or maybe even me. God, that situation is so complex. Young Agents? Fucking idiots… Those amateurs can’t do shit.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I throw a high front kick this time into the punching bag. I was wearing just my black shorts, in bare feet and bare chested. I have practised so many times, since my childhood, since I started to discover myself at the Syndicate headquarters. But if I have to be honest, practising with Derek feels pretty awesome. After I met him personally, and after I became a part of his life, everything started to change for me. In a great way for some reason… I hate unexpected things, but whatever Derek was doing to me, it was just incredible. I finish my turn with an elbow to the middle section of the punching bag. Putting my hands on Derek’s hands and holding them gently, I grin, then break the silence between us. “Your turn Derek… Let’s see if you are a true Steel or not…” I give him a wink, and hold the punching bag in its place. He was looking amazing, as always.

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I needed this. Fuck yes I did. The attack in Toronto had gone smoothly enough but seeing Kyle had been a right shock to my system. I like my battles plain and simple. Black and white. My friends on one side, and the bastards I’m hired to kill on the other. Kyle made everything not simple. Yes he did. Well fuck, that was a problem for another day. Because, right now I had something far more important to focus on. Daniel. The way my big man used that battle-trained muscles of his was a sheer pleasure. Feeling his power as his heavy fists and feet slammed into the heavy bag while I held it in place caused my dick to stiffen and my fucking heart to flutter. It was just about time for me and Daniel to have that conversation I’ve been meaning to have… but haven’t gotten around to before.

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: Then, after a final flurry, the big man suddenly reaches out and holds my hands. I look into his eyes, falling deep into his handsome face, getting more and more aroused, finding myself grinning like a lovesick teenager when he winks, and grabs a hold of the punching bag for me. I stepped back, wearing nothing but a pair of black shorts, bare chested, my hard, hairy muscles on full display. I slipped into a fighting stance, and unloaded a heavy combo on the bag as Daniel held it in place. Left cross… BAMMMMMMM… Right hook…. BAMMMMMMMMMMm. Knee to the body, SLAMMMMMMMMMMM… Then, in between my flurry of moves, I started talking… “You know Daniel…” BAMMMMMMMMMM… “..I have kind of gotten used to having you around…” SMASH….. “...and, well, was sorta wondering what your thoughts were on exploring something…. More permanent.” CRUNCHHHH “...between us.”

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: After I hold the punching bag, Derek starts his combos. FUCK… He is so hot in action. Every time he hits the bag, a harsh BAM or CRUNCH sound rings in my ears, and I just can’t take my eyes off him. I can definitely see why his enemies fear him so much. He is a destroying machine. I love it… Unbeatable… Strong… Determined… And most importantly, loyal… Then he mentions that he has gotten used to having me around him, and he wants something more permanent… Hah… I mean, what we are doing is already permanent. We are screwing each other and fucking around since the moment we met back in Des Moines. Was he implying something else? I grin at him mischievously, my eyes are sparkling. I chuckle “Come on Derek… We already have something permanent… Don’t you think so? It is a rare man in the world who can match your “Steel” body... “ I give him a wink, then hold the punching bag firmly again. Hmm… Did he want to ask something else? I can’t tell. But for some reason, being this close to someone feels awesome. After 37 years, this is the first time for me…

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: My tempo starts to build, and soon, as fist after fist, kick after kick, knee after knee slams into the heavy bag, my chest hair gets matted to my hard, steel pecs from the sweat. Oh man, I love the feeling of unloading with all my power on the heavy bag. Daniel holds it firmly, not faltering in the slightest bit. Daniel doesn’t quite catch my drift, which doesn’t surprise me. I wasn’t being very clear.. But… well, fuck, it’s not everyday a man feels this way about another man. Well fuck. Let me try again, “So… I know you are a Syndicate man, through and through.. But, “ BAMMMm “ some of the best men here in the Brotherhood of Steel are former Syndicate men..” CRUNCHHHHHHHHh.. “ What I’m saying.. Well fuck Daniel… what I’m saying… is I want you at my side… here in the Brotherhood… I mean, fuck, the men trust you… you treat them right. Yes you do.” SMASHHHHHHHHH “.. I’ve never met your like Daniel… The way you fight, the way you plan, the way you lead… “ UFFFFFFFFFF “ .. So I’m making you an offer… come join me, here, and you’ll lead the Brotherhood beside me. I’ll split my shares in the Brotherhood with you 50/50… “ CRUNCHHHH “... And don’t feel you need to answer me right now.. Think it over, take as long…” SMASHHH “.. as you need.”

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Derek starts talking again, rephrasing himself in a detailed way, and I listen to him carefully. My eyes narrow each time he speaks, and his offer catches me by surprise. I slowly let go of the punching bag, and looked into his eyes, trying to understand if he was being serious or not. Well, he SEEMS like he is. I mean, it’s a VERY generous offer. The Syndicate and The Brotherhood of Steel have been working together for years, and leading one of these organizations directly? With Derek? I crack my neck casually, hold the punching bag in its place once again, but not sure if I can focus on it properly. “Well… Derek… I… Uhh…” Oh fuck… I have never had a conversation like this. In my entire fucking life. It’s… It feels so weird, and hard. I clear my throat to gain some time, then watch Derek’s expression. We have been spending so much time together. I can trust him. “Derek… You know… Uh... What I remember first in my entire life? My… Uh… The very very first moment? I was 5 years old, and… Alexander… One of the Syndicate directors… You know him… He is the one… Who... Raised me Derek… And… Uh…” Fuck… This is so hard. How do people talk about things like that? People's psychology never ceases to amaze me.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: “He was torturing… An agent… Don’t remember from where… Just a blank memory… But… I remember feeling…” Nope… I won’t tell Derek I was scared at that time, but I needed to tell him the story at least. Because, that was my breaking point. “The thing I am trying to say Derek… I have been in the Syndicate since I was a toddler. This place… Is… My home… And… I have been serving them… For 30 years… I committed my first crime when I was 7 years old…” I gulp. I don’t know how to continue my speech, if you call that piece of fucking pathetic expression that. I don’t want to upset Derek though. I clear my throat louder, and look into his eyes in a much more confident way, putting my mischievous mask on my face once again, but deep inside, I was confused. “I will think about it…”

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I look deep into Daniel’s eyes, my expression turning serious, as dripping with sweat, I stop hitting the bag and stand at rest as Daniel let’s go of the bag. I listen to him stumble through his explanation, and realize he is sharing something with me that he rarely shares with anyone, something deeply personal. I nod. And grin as he gives me that mischievous look. But I see through it. Then, it’s my turn. “You know Daniel, what makes me different, what makes the Brotherhood of Steel different from the Syndicate.” I stop, and look deep into his eyes, searching for the right words. “You ever wonder why our mercenary band refuses some contracts, but takes on others? Why, for example, we don’t touch anything related to human trafficking, attacks on civilian populations, or running drug trafficking ourselves? One simple reason… The Brotherhood is here to fight. Not to slaughter or terrorize civilians. Not to deal in slaves or any of that bullshit. We are here to fight men who know what they signed up for. Men who, like us, know what the risks are. We fight soldiers, agents, commandos, police at the drop of a hat. We don’t fight for a cause, or for any other idea, or any of that bullshit. MI6, CSIS, all of the other agencies, they think that the Syndicate is the problem. But the Syndicate isn’t the problem. It’s just a symptom. They don’t understand, demand creates supply. Even if they managed to take out the Syndicate’s operations, it would only mean someone else would step up to meet the demand. It was all so fucking pointless, all the sickening political games the big boys like the US and UK and Canada play with people’s lives, all while painting their motives as ‘virtuous’. Whatever. Their motives are all the same, to protect their hold on power. Just their way of trying to take a pile of shit and painting it rose-colored, and peddling it to the masses as a rose. What a lot of bollocks.” I shook my head in disgust. “Just give me some hot beef, a nice little fight, and a fuck. This other shit just made my head hurt.”

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I continue, staring deep at Daniel. “You see, I had decided long ago that humans were gonna fight their shitty little wars over their ‘causes’ and ‘ideologies’. It was all the same to me, fighting for democracy or communism or religion or whatever reason people decide to kill each other over, it was all balls-out crazy batshit. I couldn’t stop it. And certain men were going to be born to fight. Like me. Like Ivan. Like so many of my men. The thrill of combat was in their blood, and for some of us, our balls as well. I couldn’t control it. But what I could do was give those men a home, a community, a family where they didn’t have to fight for any of those crazy crusades, but just fight because that was what they were born for. Help them feel valued doing what they love, without the crazy bat-shit ‘causes’ that fucked with men’s heads and made them somehow think that their ‘cause’ made it all right to treat their enemies like dogs instead of men. Yeah, I killed my share, beaten and fucked, tortured, my share, but every single one of them was a man, a man that I had happened to get the better of. Not an insert-your-favorite-dehumanizing-slur here. If you had to convince your men that your opponents were subhumans in order to get them to fight, then you had no business leading men in my book. Fighting for the love of it, getting paid for it, and leaving all that other bullshit behind, was in my opinion, the sanest outlook of them all.”

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I keep staring at Daniel. “Even that fucking waste of space, Jack, the spawn of that bastard Trent. I didn’t kill Trent because of who he was, or for some ideology or some bullshit like that. I killed him because he fought against me, cost me big. Same with Jack. He chose to become my target, my opponent, when he became a CSIS agent. If he’d gone off to become an artist or some shit, then fuck, I wouldn’t have given him a second glance. I respected Trent. And I respect Jack. I respect any man who lives by the sword. Doesn’t mean I’m not gonna make their lives a living hell when I get my hands on them. They knew the risks, they signed up for this, and they are fair game in my book. And one of those risks was meeting a man like me.” I grin. “So, Daniel, that’s the world according to Derek Steel. I fight because I love to fight. I’m not a fucking bully. I don’t go out of my way to make the lives of innocent bystanders worse, but the way I figure it, if you sign up to be a soldier or an Agent, well then, you are fair game. And I look after my own. My men are my family, and I treat them right. You think over that offer I made. And take all the time you need. I’m not going anywhere. And neither is my offer. You are the right kind of man for the Brotherhood of Steel. You are the right kind of man for Derek Steel.” I look into Daniel’s eyes. Certain he had learned things about me today that he had never suspected.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I listen to Derek's words with great interest. His ideology, the way he comments on life, and the way he looks at his allies and enemies. It was all something I suspected, but hearing it from Derek himself, I was a bit surprised. We never had a conversation like this before. And now I can clearly see how valuable Derek is. It also explains why both Derek and Ivan built a very thin wall between themselves and The Syndicate. The passion for him and his men to fight.. Yeah, I can’t deny The Brotherhood of Steel’s soldiers are much better than ours, especially in terms of ability. Maybe they were so precise about their goals, that was the reason… I don’t know… In fact, I think that was the thing that Derek was missing. And this was the point where we were so separate from each other. He was the type who was letting it flow; I was the guy who was trying to control every single detail. I take my time to build up the words in my mind while we both look into each others’ eyes.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I was thinking how should I reply back… Should I act with my logic, as I have always done; or should I let go like Derek does? I remember Alexander’s lessons, the way he raised me, the things he whispered to me… No. I need to be cautious. I need to be on alert. I am the controller of everything, not my emotions. Emotions are just there when you need them. These years taught me that. Alexander taught me that. And I was one of the best when it comes to applying this lesson. Just because I felt something doesn’t mean that I will always act according to that feeling. I can’t risk Derek’s company and his “unique” ideology.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: “Derek… Listen... I…” I roll my eyes uncomfortably, then force myself to look into his eyes once again. He needed it to know. He needed to realize that his offer “to me” is not something logical. “I have a condition… I will think about it, but so will you… You will revise your offer... “ I throw the punching bag towards him to hold. I need to distract myself a little bit while telling him this. This situation is not comfortable for me at all. I take my gaze away from Derek, and start with a straight punch to the punching bag. “Derek… CRUNCH… I am the Syndicate you said you were different from… I am that person who had no aims… I was taught just one thing… SMACKK… Surviving… Every single technique, method, and the way I have developed myself is just a little fraction of that goal… And… BAMMM… Till this time, I never questioned anything that came to me, because I didn’t have a choice… No one asked my opinion… PUFFFFFFF… And I didn’t bother to give my own opinion either… I always… Obeyed… PAATTTTT… I am the executor of orders… I am the person who does a job because it needs to be done…” I stop, and finally find the courage to look into Derek’s eyes once again. Breathing heavily, I move on. “Except for what I said, nothing was taught to me. Neither your principles, nor your thoughts ... Nothing ... I ... I am one of the last people you could want for the Brotherhood of Steel. So consider these points while you are making an offer...” I don’t break eye contact. These words weren’t a product of unworthiness, sorrow, or anger. My voice was calm and sincere, because it was the pure truth. I was just stating a fact, and I wanted Derek to realize that I am trying to show him the rational way of thinking. He needed to see who I am clearly, and make a decision according to it. I know… What we are having is… Forcing us to feel different things. Maybe this is also the reason why I don’t feel very good after making my speech. But when you are with your loved one, you need to be truthful. I want Derek to see every single possibility. I am doing this because… I have… Unique feelings for him…

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I pushed Daniel, pushed him hard today. Not with our workout, the big beautiful muscled bastard can keep up with me physically any day of the week. Oh yes he can. But I pushed him hard in other ways. Making him look at things from a new point of view. Making him ask questions he never asked before. His answer didn’t surprise me, nor disappoint me. It excited me. I’d planted the seed in his mind. And I’d give it time to sprout and grow. One thing was certain though. What he’d said… “I am one of the last people you could want for the Brotherhood of Steel”, I was thinking about how he had comforted Ivan when he had broken down, thinking about how he looked after the men, how he cared for their well being. Oh yes he did. He was the right man for me, and for the Brotherhood of Steel. He just didn’t realize it yet. I caught Daniel’s eyes with mine, as we stood there, sweaty, together. I didn’t say anything. There wasn’t anything that needed to be said. I stepped around the side of the heavy bag and reached out slowly to take Daniel’s hand in mine, feeling how strong and powerful it was. Then, I reached out with my other hand and gently grabbed the back of his head. Suddenly, there was a twitch from the heavy bag. Oh right, I’d almost forgotten. Well, I didn’t want him to die. I unzipped the heavy bag quickly, and our JTF-2 commando fell out into a heap on the floor, covered in the heavy stuffing used to fill the heavy bag. I forgot about him, and turned back to Daniel. Pulling his head into mine, tilting my head as I do to kiss that handsome fucker deep, and hard and long, our sweat soaked, heavily muscled bodies coming together.

09:08 Sébastien_Côté: As soon as the heavy bag gets unzipped, my 200 lbs., sweat soaked, naked frame collapses into a heap. There are bruises everywhere. Bones fractured in multiple places, some, like some of my joints, looking more out of place than the others. I have been stuffed inside this bag for as long as their workout session. They didn’t hold back, using me as their heavy bag. Punches, kicks, hitting just about everywhere imaginable. Parts of my body looked mangled. And I looked fucked up. If it weren’t for the faint breathing and twitches from my body, they’d think that I’m dead. But I am still alive. Somehow, but laying in a heap, unconscious. I Have been caught and kidnapped by the Syndicate after the assault against the CSIS base. What happened next all kind of got blurry. And this is just one of the latest forms of torture they’re inflicting on me. Stuffing me inside this heavy bag, knocking me out quite early on, and continuing to inflict the pain as they go on about in their sparring workout.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Derek’s face never changes while I express myself. This guy is something else, isn’t he? Maybe he was so sure about his offer. But I meant what I said. He was probably acting too emotional right now. He will see in time. I am just a back-up guy. Nothing more… I have never been, I will never be, and I don’t care. I am happy and proud of who I am. I grin slightly as Derek holds my hand, but before he proceeds, he unzips the heavy bag, and Sébastien_Côté falls to the ground. Oh poor guy… We beat him hard, didn’t we? Well, that was just the beginning. Then, Derek pulled me towards him, and a long, deep kiss of his greeted me. Oh fuck… He is so tasteful and handsome. I put my hands on his asscheeks to pull him closer to me as well, letting him know my strength. This is heaven, and forces us to do things we usually don’t. After kissing him for quite some time, I break our kiss, and whisper into his mouth. “You know what is the most delicious prey that Daniel Allen loves?” I grin, then start biting Derek’s neck and push him to the wall behind him, completely ignoring and forgetting about that Canadian soldier. “A sweaty Derek Steel…”

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: After tasting Daniel for a long, sweaty kiss, Daniel murmurs his punch line into my ear, and pushes me back. His teeth sink into my neck, and I let out a small moan of pleasure. I run my hands down his obliques and lats, glorying in the thick muscle lining his powerful body. I catch my hands on his black shorts and mine at the same time, and suddenly pull both pairs of shorts down to our ankles. My hard, leaking manhood springs out, and twitches as it rubs against Daniel’s own stiff member. I whisper back, my strong hand catching both of our members in a single grip, working them, massaging and stroking our leaking cocks together. I whisper back… “And you know what Derek Steel is on the hunt for…” I grin, my eyes flashing as I give our combined manhoods a stiff, strong stroke, “.. Daniel Allen’s legendary Rod of Steel…”

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: Derek is a unique man, he really is. His taste, his smell, his features are just incredible. He strips us down, and now, both of us are naked for each other’s display. His one single hand catches both of our rods at the same time, and I drink in Derek’s pleasure, so evident in his expression… He is one FUCKING hot piece. I hold his hand that is stroking our cocks gently, covering our cocks just the way he did, and start massaging them as well. I lean closer, our foreheads are resting against each other and I pierce him with my eyes. “Well… Then this means we can cooperate much easier than I thought… We both want the same thing… Mr. Steel… Do you prefer to make this a competition to see who can hold his “steel” more? Or… Do you want to drink that legendary steel directly… I am feeling generous today…” My grin widens after I do my own teasing, and grind him against the wall just slightly harder to seduce him by pressuring him from his forehead.

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: Daniel’s hand joins mine, and he pushes me against the wall. I love feeling Daniel’s power, smelling his sweat, looking into his eyes. My eyes sparkle as he mentions drinking that legendary steel. Our foreheads meet, as our eyes stare into each other. The electricity, the sexual tension is so thick between us you can cut it with a knife. I suddenly let go of our joined cocks, and my hands start at the side of Daniel’s handsome face, and make their way down his body, lingering over the thick mass of his powerful shoulders, tracing the heft and hardness of his biceps, down his chest, feeling those thick, hard muscled pecs, down his lats, my fingers digging into the muscle. The entire time my cock gets harder and harder. Then, I reach his ass, his hot, perfect ass. I grab his butt cheeks, then, with a grunt of power, my abs tense up, and my hard, hairy, mercenary muscles ripple and bulge with insane strength, as I lift Daniel off the floor, my hands pressing him up by his butt cheeks, until he is at shoulder height. My hard muscles trembling with effort, I look up into Daniel’s eyes, and grin, finally speaking, “I think I’ll drink some of that legendary steel directly, thank you very much, Mr. Allen.”

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I open my mouth, swallow his magnificent cock whole, and begin to suck on it like a man who hasn’t eaten for days, hungry for the taste and scent of this handsome, powerful bastard, my tongue expertly playing with his shaft.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I watch Derek carefully as he explores my body, My shoulders, my biceps, chest, then my hard muscled ass. I let him enjoy the moment, just drinking up the enjoyment from his face and examining his own powerful body muscles which forces my cock to grow bigger and bigger. Then suddenly, Derek lifts me up to his shoulder level. My balls are in front of his face, and I can feel his hot breath on my crotch. I put my hands on his head as he takes my huge cock in his mouth. In order to make the position more comfortable for him, I raise my hips, and move my legs under his armpits. I flex my leg muscles, and establish my own balance to decrease the pressure on his arms a little bit. It seems like a body scissors from this angle, and I can’t deny it looks so hot from this point … I start moaning as Derek expertly explores my cock. His tongue is just forcing me to grunt and whimper unwillingly, and my eyes roll in pleasure. “Ohh…. This… Ahh… So be it… Mr… Steel... “ I pull his head a little bit from my hands, and push my dick deeper inside his mouth, almost touching his throat. I flex harder with my legs unconsciously, and mumble before I finally release my seed down from his throat. “Ahhh… Derek… FUCKING… STEELL…” And just like that, my cum flows down into his throat.

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: I feel Daniel adjusting himself as my steel-hard muscles hold him suspended up in the air. I focus on his manhood, lust and arousal surging through my veins… and well, something else. Not gonna deny it. But this is the first time I admit it to myself. Say it Derek. Say it in your brain. I… I love Daniel. There, that wasn’t so hard now, was it Derek? No… not that hard. Then, suddenly, I feel this beautiful bastard’s rock hard body flex steel-hard, followed shortly by his seed flowing down my throat. Greedy, hungry, I swallow every drop. Then, struggling with the admission to myself, this realization and acceptance of just how much I loved this fucker, I slowly lowered him down again, until he was standing in front of me. I wrapped him up hard in my arms, and pulled him into my embrace. Not speaking, not saying a word, just kissing him, long and slow, and with a tenderness and gentleness I’ve never shown him before.

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: After I released my manhood into Derek’s mouth, he gently lowered me, and hugged me tightly. But… This was a weird hug, and it certainly didn’t feel like his others. He started kissing me again, with a gentless I have never seen and been treated with in my entire life. I froze for a moment, unable to think what to do, how to feel, how to react… I just hung there like a silly person for a moment, not able to kiss him back properly. What… What is this… I… Uh… I don’t know what this is… But it feels… Somehow amazing… Even though I can’t understand what it is. I managed to raise my arms after a while, and wrapped them around Derek’s waist, pulling him closer to me, feeling his body and his heartbeat. I close my eyes, and let myself get lost in his kiss. This… Felt… Amazing… I… Should I say something? I… Don’t know what is happening. I break our gentle kiss, and look into his eyes, much softer this time. “You are incredible Derek Steel…” That was something I was always telling him, since the very first moment we met… But this time… I said it… From… Somewhere else… My tone, my voice were more tender and caring, more sincere… I… I hate unpredictable things, but this one… This one… It just feels… Right…

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: As we stood there, as I kissed this handsome hot bastard, showing him for the first time a level of tenderness I’d never expressed before, I could feel how it affected him, he was in new territory, and didn’t know how to respond. But gradually, he softened, and melted into my strong, loving embrace, returning my tenderness with his own. I knew he would. He just needed a little encouragement. I was a good leader. Good at encouraging my men. And I considered Daniel one of my men now, even if he didn’t. That was all right by me. Someone had to take that first step. And I was a brave bastard. Yes I was. I could hear it in his voice, the depth of emotion. Then, I gently smiled at him, a bit of my cocky grin coming through, mixed in with the tenderness. “Why don’t you shack up with me tonight Daniel? These Australian nights are fucking cold. I could use a man like you in my bed to ward off the chill“

11:55 Spy_Daniel_Allen: I was feeling so different… No situation… Or no person made me feel like that… That is just, very interesting. I smile warmly as I look into Derek’s eyes and he asks me his question. I grin mischievously, then grind him against the wall just a bit further to tease him more. “Well… That sounds like...An amazing idea… You came to the right person, Mr. Steel.” I grin, then put a deep, long kiss on his lips. My arms still wrapping around Derek, not sure if I want to let go, or not… Come on Daniel… Put your shit together… This isn’t right… I chuckle, then slowly let go of Derek while taking a step away from him. He is so hot, and yet… So nice… Urgh… This is definitely something I can get used to. I look at the Canadian idiot who is lying on the ground, and ask Derek “Should we put him in his cell? Or does he deserve to lie on the ground a little bit more?” Yeah… Maybe I should just change the subject.

11:55 AgentDerekSteel: Daniel grinds me deeper into the wall, and my dick stiffens even more. This big, beautiful bastard can grind me all fucking day long, as far as I’m concerned. We kiss again, then finally Daniel steps back. I turn, ready for some private time with this hot fucker. He mentions Seb, I shrug. “Heath will take care of him. I’ll give him over to that psycho tomorrow morning. Heath gets pissy if he doesn’t have a toy to play with, and I’ve taken Jack from him for the time being.” I leave the gym, with Daniel, looking forward to falling asleep with this tough fucker in my arms.

Toronto, Jeff’s Home, Day 5, Afternoon

10:57 Agent_Jeff_Rogers: I finished my lunch, then checked the clock. Kyle should be awake now. I feel … calm. Composed. That burst of rage yesterday had someone cleansed my soul. I never allow my emotions to get out of control. Never. And yet… When Kyle had forced me to face the depths of my grief the day before yesterday, it had let the genie out of the bottle. I had needed that… even though I would never allow myself to admit it. And, I needed that rage yesterday just as much. My path was crystal clear now. Jack needed me. For once in my life, I would follow my heart. I would find Jack and rescue him from the hell he was suffering if it was the last thing I did. With a calm breath, I sat down at my table, and picked up my phone. I dialled Kyle’s number. “Kyle? Hi, it’s Jeff. Do you have some time? We need to talk. It’s about Jack… and my former employers, CSIS.”

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I never left the hospital, never left James’ side. I can’t… When he wakes up, he will need somebody. He has already been through a lot, and I won’t let this tough situation be harder for James. I managed to get some sleep at night, on the couch in James’ room. I saw Ronald and James in my nightmare, and… I’m sorry James… I’m sorry Ronald… I wished I could have helped you. Ivan’s voice wakes me up at the end of the nightmare: “Xavier here, your big tough friend, is going to die right in front of your eyes. You are going to learn exactly how worthless you are, Kyle.” My phone rings, and I look at the screen of the device that made me wake up. It’s Jeff. Quickly going outside of the room, I take the call, and listen to Jeff's words. Hmm, Jack? CSIS? Former employers? “I do have time, Jeff… Sorry about rushing and leaving Toronto all of a sudden… It’s… James is not in a very good condition, and I just needed to be by his side… What is it?”

10:57 Agent_Jeff_Rogers: I can tell instantly from the tone of Kyle’s voice how stressed he is. And it’s not surprising, considering the extent of the damage done in London, and the death of Ronald Craig. For a moment, just a moment, I feel the crushing weight of guilt slam into me. What was I thinking, walking out on the CSIS during this crisis? But I knew, knew in my bones, deep in my gut, this was the right choice. Jack needed me. No one had ever, in his whole life since his father was murdered by that twisted bastard Steel, stood by him. I will. No matter the cost. I take a deep breath, “Kyle, thanks for speaking to me. I heard about Mason, and I’m so sorry. If there was anything I can do to help, I would. And… I hate to impose on you.. But… this is for Jack..” I explain in detail the meeting yesterday, and as I talk to Kyle, I forward him the email with the videos detailing Jack’s torture to him. Then, I take a deep breath, and tell him my idea. “So, Kyle… I’m asking a huge favor… I’m asking you to see if you can pull some strings and hire me as the MI6 liaison to CSIS… and then, assign me to the CSIS mission to find and rescue Jack Young. There is no way the CSIS would turn down a free offer of assistance for the mission. What do you think, Kyle?”

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I listen to every single word of Jeff carefully. James, a request for Jack, the videos of Jack’s torture, and the resignation of Jeff. This… Fuck this shit… As if an agent who is already being tortured because of a shitty local cop like me is not enough, now Jeff left the CSIS? How… How am I? MI6 Liaison? It’s not even certain who will be the new director of MI6… It feels like every single barrier that can happen is happening at the same time. I don’t speak for a moment. It’s almost like the offer that I have made in the meeting, but of course, at that time, Jeff was not jobless and CSIS and MI6 were not attacked. But… I can’t blame him either… How can I? Even hearing Jack’s suffering hurts and distracts me that much, and I can’t imagine how much it hurts Jeff… Guess.... I need to adapt the plan ‘once again’. I take my time before I give my reply. “I will try my best… But… Even the director is not certain yet, Jeff… I… Wait until I contact you again… Anything else?” I am just really and deeply tired, and this whole situation is just dragging everything down more and more.

10:57 Agent_Jeff_Rogers: Kyle processes my words, and then replies after a moment. I can tell by his voice how stressed he is, and again I feel a stab of guilt. Am I asking too much of Kyle? But what other choice do I have? Jack needs me… I have to make some radical choices if I have any hope of being there for him when he needs me. But… I reply to Kyle, “No, Kyle. And, I’m sorry to have dumped this on you, especially considering the circumstances. If you need me, for anything, don’t hesitate to ask. You don’t have to face this alone… none of us do. You taught me that just the other day. You have friends Kyle. I’ll wait to hear from you. And … thanks, thanks for everything Kyle.” I hung up, and sat back, staring at the wall, lost in thought. I’d done what I could for the moment. The rest would have to wait.

Madrid, Fernando’s Home, Day 5, Early Evening, Just after the phone call between Kyle and Jeff

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Jeff apologises, once again, for pressuring me. But as far as I’m concerned, I really - and truly - don’t blame him. If someone had taken James away, I wouldn’t hesitate to go after him at all costs. Then he says I don’t have to face this alone and hangs up… I don’t reply back, and… I need to… I need to face this alone in order to gain enough strength when I meet with that merchant. I need to face this whole situation alone, because that is what I deserve. I enter the room once again to see James. God… He is so hurt, and I am just sitting here, just like the day when we went to the warehouse in Minneapolis. My heart gets heavier, and I leave the room once again. I… I can do what Jeff wants, but while mentioning my own, I also need to offer something for MI6… I don’t have a choice. I hate to bring other friends of mine into this shitty situation… But… I need someone like him… I do… I open my phone again, and call another number, and thankfully, someone answers. “Antonio?”

11:11 Antonio_Hernández: Oh… I love Madrid. It’s definitely one of the rare places that I would call home. The landscape as seen from my friend Fernando’s house, in his balcony, confirms it for me. After a mission, being at home is one of the best feelings in the world. I take a sip from my coffee, and suddenly, my phone rings. I look at the screen to see who was calling, and my heart starts to beat faster. Oh… Kyle… It has been 4 weeks since we talked. I know he has been through a lot, but I was amazed to hear that he is the new investigator for MI6. I knew, from the moment when I first met him, I knew he deserved better. And I only came back from my recent mission 3 days ago, so we hadn’t been able to talk for a while. I take the call, and smile to myself. “Buenos días Sir Bryne…” But after hearing his voice, I definitely can tell he is not the Kyle I have met. He sounds so tired. “Are you alright, Kyle?”

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: There he is… With his Mediterrean accent, Antonio greets me, and instantly recognizes that something is wrong with me. I didn’t expect otherwise if I have to be honest. I was friends with him for 4 years, not as long as Xavier, but still long enough to get to know someone. I met him when I was just an officer. Tony Roez, the one who kidnapped my uncle, the Italian mobster in Minneapolis, kidnapped two people 4 years ago. Two Spanish old tourists… I was the closest person able to arrive at the crime scene, but my superiors told me not to intervene, reminding me that I should wait for other officers and detectives to arrive. I disobeyed, and went after Tony’s men. He thinks he is clever, but even back then, he couldn’t match me, and I managed to rescue those two Spanish tourists before his other men could arrive at the scene. Afterwards, I learned that they were Antonio’s parents who had come to America to travel the world. And even though I succeeded, I was about to lose my job because I did not obey orders. However, Antonio wouldn’t let me be fired, and talked with me personally. It was the first time I met with an agent, and I was so impressed by him. He seemed very pleased to meet with me back then, but now when I look at myself, I don’t know why he even bothered. I just did what I needed to do… Nothing special… I don’t know what he saw in me. I don’t know why someone as strong as Antonio is hanging out with me? I would just be a distraction for him.

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: “I’m… Trying my best Antonio… Thank you… You returned from your last mission right? I was going to ask you something…”

11:11 Antonio_Hernández: No. I know Kyle. He is not in a good mood right now, I can tell. In fact, I don’t remember hearing him that hopeless in my entire life. He says he wants to request something from me, and I just nod casually, meeting Fernando’s gaze. It’s probably something to do with the attack on MI6… I really fucking hate the Syndicate. After meeting Daniel Allen personally, I can definitely say the international arena needs heroes as much as the national arena does. Kyle is going to request something from me? Hmm… Well, why not? He always helped me before. After rescuing my parents, we always have been in touch, and he helped me to acquire some documents from the USA that assisted me in my missions. They weren’t big things, but it was the best Kyle could do at that moment, in his own position. So I know how much he can devote himself to a job. He really earned my respect, and earning my respect is not very easy. “Of course Kyle… I was starting to get bored in Madrid anyways… What do you have for me?” Wow… He didn’t even ask how my mission was. Well, we texted before, but this is the first time we are hearing each other’s voice after my mission. He must be really distracted.

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: I take a deep breath, and start briefly telling my plan to Antonio. I can’t believe he is the first one who learned about my changed plan, even before Sam and Alex. I don’t tell him every single detail. The things that happened in Toronto will remain between me and Derek. I can’t show any weaknesses right now. I don’t have any room to make any mistakes. I want Antonio and his crew to be a part of this next attack that we are going to launch on the Syndicate. But I just don’t want him to participate in this whole operation. I want something specific as well. “And… One more thing Antonio… I am going to tell everyone everything in the meeting that we are going to have tomorrow, but… Not this one…” I take my time before saying what I expect from Antonio. “I want you to capture and restrain Derek Steel…”

11:11 Antonio_Hernández: I listen to Kyle's plan carefully. That sounds actually good. It has been some time since I’ve visited London. After taking a blow like this, MI6 needs to find some kind of motivation to move on. But of course, it can be a bit harder for them to do this alone, and once again, Kyle knocks on the right door. Oh yes… After so many years, I can finally see him once again. God… I missed him so much. Then, he mentions that he wants something specific from me, and I do not interrupt. He wants me to capture Derek Steel? Wow… He really trusts me, doesn’t he? I grin and nod on the other side of the phone. “Consider it done, Kyle… That fucker Derek Steel… I heard that he is very close with Daniel Allen… It is going to be awesome to finally hand him over to justice…”

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: God… Everything becomes messier and messier. I just… Why does everything have to be so hard? Antonio loves my idea of course, but, handing Derek Steel to justice… I… How would Ivan feel if I took Derek away from him? I’m so confused. It feels like I already started a battle inside me. I am fighting with myself. I gulp, and don’t reply to Antonio's reaction right away once again. I… I need to say this… It’s… Urgh… “Umm… But… Antonio, I know this… Is going to sound very stupid, but… I… I don’t want you to hand him to any international security agency. At least… Not directly after you capture him…” I… Deep inside, I actually do not want to capture Derek Steel. But in order to succeed, I needed to take Derek away from them. He is the brain of both the Syndicate and Brotherhood of Steel. I… I just need to do it. For Jack, for Jeff, for James, for everyone I care about. I promised them. If I restrain Derek, then he won’t cause any trouble… And… He doesn’t have to be hurt. And Antonio is the only person that I can request something like this from.

11:11 Antonio_Hernández: My eyes narrow as I hear Kyle’s request further. What? He doesn’t want me to hand Derek over to the authorities? Why not? After capturing a legendary criminal like him, why would I hesitate? Is… Is this because of the capture of Kyle back in Des Moines… They were very lucky that I was on a mission at that time, and I only learned what happened after Kyle came to London. Maybe… This brainwashing or the trauma he has been through still affects him. I don’t blame him, but that is not the best decision of Kyle’s since I have met him. “Kyle… Are you hearing yourself? He is one of the biggest criminals in the world… And…” Then it hits me. If Kyle has enough courage to request something like this from me, he should have made his mind up long ago, even though it’s not a logical one. I stop just for a moment… “You know what… Maybe we should talk this face to face? What do you say?”

11:21 Inspector_Kyle_Byrne: Of course Antonio understands something is wrong with my request. Everything becomes wrong so slowly. I just… I am just confused. The only thing I know is I want to find that mercenary who did this to James. That is probably the only thing that can decrease the fire inside me. But at least… At least he isn’t rejecting my offer fully. I can convince Antonio when he comes here. That is a good start. Not the worst scenario I have thought of in my mind. “Sure… Sure, of course… Thank you Antonio, it means a lot…” I smile to myself. I missed Antonio so much. He is the perfect brother and partner you would look for when you start an adventure. “And Antonio… Bring your crew here as well. You guys were 6 people as far as I remember… I will pay whatever the price is…” At this point, I am ready to devote most of my wealth to this case. I don’t have a choice. “See you tomorrow Antonio…”

11:11 Antonio_Hernández: Wow… I didn’t think I would meet with Kyle like that after all these years. He was so cheerful, and so confident. That’s what happens when the Syndicate gets you. I can tell I am getting angrier as well. But I try my best not to show this to Kyle. I nod as he wants my crew to come. “Consider it done, Kyle… And don’t worry about the money…” Of course I won’t request money from Kyle in this mission. Moreover, whatever happened, I am sure seeing me will help him feel much better. God… I missed him. I mean… His mind is busy with this whole plan, and I am pretty sure he is also worried about James Mason. That guy is an amazing agent. I can really tell why Kyle is so impressed by him. But… I can’t help, but feel a bit… Weird… I don’t know… I have known Kyle for 4 years, and he never… I mean we never… Uhhh… But, with James Mason, I guess it was love at the first sight. Still, I am happy for him, and I will be at his side no matter what happens. “See you later Kyle…” I finish the call, and look at Fernando who is looking at me with curious eyes. “Empaca tus cosas Fernando. Nos vamos a Londres. Notifique también a otros miembros del equipo. (Prepare your belongings Fernando. We are going to London. Inform the rest of the crew.)

Published: 2021-06-18, viewed 64 times.