Tim's Adventure 2
by Wordshop
While Tommy was on the road, his Uncle Gary, on a whim, decided to use some of the lock of hair that had originated on Tim's head to do some genetic testing for compatibility with the various formulae that had been used on Tommy. As his testing continued, and the results of the tests continued to mount, the color began to flee from Gary's face. One might think that this would indicate bad news. Gary was beginning to think that his eyes were playing tricks on him, and all of his scientific knowledge and experience at doing this kind of analyses had to be wrong. The odds were almost totally against what he was seeing. Tommy, had been a match that had equalled about ninety to ninety-one percent compatible. Tommy's genetic makeup and his compatibility level had been a total fluke. Tim, this fellow from the blue that had been found by Tommy achieved a ninety-six percent compatability.
When Mike finally found Gary at the lab, Gary had a look or sheer terror as if something horrible had happened. When Mike initially saw his soul mate looking so completely shaken and distressed he did not know what to make of it. Gary was sitting in a chair just staring at the computer screen, ashen white shaking with a cold clammy feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Gary looked at him, and with his voice quivering said: "Please re-check all my figures and matches regarding these chemicals." I need to know for a fact that I have not made some horrible error in my calculations and research. I cannot believe that my testing is coming back with these numbers. I must be wrong, or I must have done something wrong.
Without question, Mike started checking and re-checking everything. As he checked the information he started becoming uneasy because it was obvious that whom ever this genetic material belonged to would be an ideal candidate for their next transformation and use of their agents.
"Who is this guy we're checking on?"
"One of the college kids from the campus?"
"No!"
"Who is it then?"
"I don't want to tell you… you'd be mad at me….."
"Why would I be mad at you?"
"You would… I know you…."
"Tommy was the highest compatibility we had ever found. Where did you find this guy?"
"I didn't……"
"You didn't what?"
"Find him…."
"Who did?"
"Tommy…"
"Tommy who?"
"Our Tommy"
"You didn't?"
"If you did what I think you did… and this is who I am guessing it is… I am truly going to murder my own life-partner!!!!!!!!"
"Did you take the hair and…?"
"Holy Mother of God!"
"This is just great you imbecile!"
"Do you realize what you've done here?"
Yeah….
"You are not going to turn the love of Tommy's life and our new 'Ranch Hand' into a science experiment… DO YOU UNDERSTAND!!!!"
"I don't care if his numbers equal 100%! You are NOT going to do it!"
"This is not only Tim's life here, but this is Tommy's."
"I told Tommy that Tim has to prove himself. We both had agreed on this, you and i…. You proved him to be the worlds most ideal guinea pig, but he has to prove himself mentally to the both of us and we have to see how he and Tommy deal with their relationship before this is even considered. This is definitely Tommy's first relationship of any kind and it very likely is Tim's too!" "You and I agreed to this, you sat in our library and you yourself were the dubious dean of doubt!" "Now, you want to turn this around and until he proves himself capable, he does NOT get it."
"You saw the results of the brain genetics…"
"I don't give a fuck about that!"
"Environmental issues may play roles that we don't know or understand! Tim must prove" himself!
Back on the road, Tim was driving the big turbodiesel Dodge. He had chosen a slightly different route and had taken Nebraska 71 down to I- 80 and had connected with I-80 West to Cheyenne, Wyoming, now in Colorado, just North of Fort Collins, the snow flakes began to dance over the windshield again. The snowfall had let up just after they had left Scottsbluff.
Tim periodically glanced over at Tommy, reclined and sleeping in the passenger seat. His huge chest breathing in a state of total relaxation. Tommy was exhausted and had fallen asleep not long after Tim had taken over driving. Tommy and Tim had filled the fuel tank on the Dodge before leaving Scottsbluff at the truck stop where Tim's Mom worked. He wanted her to at least meet Tommy before they left. Sarah Kelly was initially taken back by Tommy's size and proportions. He seemed very kind, had great manners, and seemed to be a really great person.
As they headed south towards Denver, the snow began to fall and blow harder. Tim turned on the radio to one of the trucker's stations hoping to get highway reports. Working at a truck stop had taught him well, and having worked a few nights in terrible weather at the pumps, he had taken the time and interest to listen to the truckers and what they did. The Dodge also had a two-way CB radio and he turned that on as well.
Tim very quietly pulled over, and with the ability of a professional, had installed the snow chains on the tires. Speeds were very low now and with the new snow many impatient and inexperienced drivers were creating one accident after another on I-25.
Tommy was in dreamland as Tim drove on.
In Tommy's dream, his Uncles were giving Tim their full undivided "chemical attention". Tommy was kissing Tim and had his hand on a lump in his crotch that in his dream was visibly growing by the minute as he rubbed it with his hand. In his dream, Tim's eyes were glazed and he was moaning and groaning softly, so turned on to what Tommy was doing. If Tim had not thrown a lap blanket over Tommy, he would have seen the other "large part" that he had not yet been introduced to. As the dream sequence progressed Tim's clothing was removed, and in his dream he watched Tim's muscles grow and expand as if they were being inflated by an air hose. At the same, time his body hair multiplied and his cock and balls grew larger and larger and yet the cock was still soft.
With the reduced speeds and high stress Tim was doing a great job. His energy level began to fade as they reached Pueblo, Colorado. The snow was still coming down hard and Tim was well aware that he was nearing his limit.
He pulled over at a rest stop and gently rubbed Tommy's arm to awaken him. The light of the first dawn was trying it's best to penetrate the falling snow. It was time for a "pit stop" and Tim made the assumption that both of them would have to urinate. Well, in truth, at least one had to urinate while unknown to Tim the other one would have preferred something else. As Tommy awakened he was very aware that his cock was still hard as granite. Right now, in a state of panic, he feared that Tim might be frightened if he saw that part of his anatomy too quickly and fully erect.
In fact, Tommy was so nervous about Tim seeing him hard that he totally failed to observe that there was about six inches of snow on the ground when he yelled: "Shit I gotta piss!". To keep Tim from seeing his hard-on he thought that he would bolt across the parking lot to the restroom. Tommy thought that either the hard-on would die, or he would go into a stall and quickly relieve it on the spot. What he did was to hit the snow-covered ground in stocking feet, slipped and fell flat on his chest. If there was any blessing in this, it was that it definitely wilted the erection! If he had been partially sleepy before, he was wide-awake now! Tommy was mortified with embarrassment at his own actions. Tim, really did not have time to react at all before Tommy had made a fool of himself. Tommy was mortified with embarrassment.
By the time that Tommy had reacted to his fall, somehow Tim had at lightening speed made an exit from the pickup, had gotten to Tommy and as the very sheepish looking Tommy looked up, he looked into the dark eyes of Tim. In Tim's eyes, he saw real concern, and instantly he also saw true love. Momentarily that frightened him. He knew that he wanted what Mike and Gary had in a relationship, but now that it was staring him in the face, it was still frightening. Here was Tim at less than half his weight trying to help him up. As Tommy stood up he could see the love in Tim's eyes and the warm feelings again embraced him. He could also see the fatigue that had come from many hours of driving in the inclement weather and he realized that they had better do what they needed to do and get back on the road. With the snow falling he wanted to get south of the Colorado border and back into New Mexico as soon as he could. He knew that the weather would probably drop off once they were South of I-40. This would, if it were dry, kick the speed back up to 75 and they would be back home soon.
After the embarrassment was over, bladders had been emptied, and Tommy was back at the wheel Tim fell asleep in the passenger seat.
He and Tim had just passed through Trinidad Colorado, and were at the northern New Mexico border in a matter of minutes. Speeds remained reduced and the trip from Trinidad to Albuquerque took nearly five hours because of the falling snow. During this whole time, Tommy repeatedly looked over at the sleeping Tim and as time went on he became more and more at ease with his own decision. Even in his presence, there was some kind of connection between them. He could not put his finger on it, but it was there just the same. Tommy pulled into a rest stop and removed the snow chains from the tires in a rest stop on I-25 just South of Los Lunas New Mexico. Tim's level of exhaustion was obvious in that he never awakened during this rather noisy procedure. By Socorro, the snow had stopped, the temperatures were higher, and the speeds had risen a great deal. Tim was still asleep as Truth or Consequences was left behind. Tommy made the exit from I-25 on to NM 26 and headed for the ranch. Tim began to stir as Tommy made the turn off of 26 near the junction of 27 into the gate of the ranch. They had been on land on one side of the highway that his Uncles owned for some time. The ranch gate at the highway and the main ranch house were several miles apart. The wide dirt road and the open spaces left Tim speechless. It was hard for him to imagine any one person owning this much land. The ranch amounted to just about 8,000 acres. Some of that was deeded land and some was leased from the Bureau of Land Management, but this was one huge spread and that was certain.
The sky was threatening, and if the temperature continued to drop, maybe snow would be in the forecast for this area too. In Tommy's mind, this was not going to be good. For Tim, it would be trial by fire literally. He pulled up to the main ranch house and with surprising speed Tommy unloaded the bed and camper shell area of the pickup on to the back porch. He quickly pulled the truck under the cover of a long row of garages, noting with great curiosity that both of his uncle's passenger cars were gone.
For a few moments, Tim was a little frightened. Though he had only been separated from Tommy for what amounted to a couple of minutes, he had a very empty feeling that completely swept over him. The feeling left the moment that Tommy returned to his side.
"Tim honey, I know that this may be moving too fast for you. Do you want to start out with me or do you want one of the guest bedrooms tonight."
"Tommy, I know i'm gay, but i've only been with one other male in my life. With your looks and all you have going for you, I simply can't understand why you picked a total "dweeb" like me. You could have probably had anyone you wanted."
"I picked you, now shut up and let's try you settled in."
"It's late afternoon, my two uncles will probably be back soon, when they see the pickup in the garage they'll know we're back too. Let's get at least a little bit of a nap before they get us both up for dinner."
"My bedroom or your own?"
"Yours!"
Tommy went into a bathroom that would now be shared, removed his clothing, and threw on a pair of shorts he regularly used for sleeping. Without knowing that Tommy had done this, Tim remained in the bedroom and did exactly the same thing. When Tommy walked out of his bedroom and saw Tim's shorts he started laughing. They were wearing exactly the same Wal-Mart shorts!
Tim was seeing at least part of Tommy's body without clothing for the first time. It was hard to comprehend this much muscle on a frame of this size.
"Tommy, I'm really kind of nervous. You do turn me on a great deal, and I might embarrass myself. I've never been with anybody as big as you are."
"Once I go back into hard training I will probably get a whole lot bigger."
"Really?"
"I wish I could have muscles like yours."
"First, off, there is a down side to this, and if you are willing to work for them and really want them that bad, you probably can. The problem is you really knowing that this would be something that you would want. Looking like this is not all it's cracked up to be, and in time you'll see some of the problems I have to deal with on a day to day basis because of my size."
"I love you, and now let's try and get a couple of hours of sleep"
The temperature in the room was cool and when Mike and Gary arrived home, they saw Tommy's bedroom door open. When they peeked in, the comforter was pulled up and the much larger Tommy was curled up with his huge arm draped over Tim cuddling with him. Both were sound asleep.