"They're finally ready... Cody, Ryan and Leo," the Scientist announced, making some notes briefly on his clipboard, and then asked, "But where will you keep all three clones, Sir?"
"An Island," I answered, "A little one just off Maldives... Tell me, Doctor, why did you need so many of my pictures, a video of me, and even a sample of my DNA? How am I a part of their creation?"
"We factored it all in. The technical details are rather tedious to outline. But in the process of manufacturing these boys for you, we had to give them each a personality. Since they were made to be already 18 years of age, they also needed predefined preferences. We've done many things. As you requested, we increased their sexual receptiveness. In addition, we genetically engineered them to be absolutely sexually attracted to you," he replied.
"Made it their official job to love me," I said softly to myself as we walked into the room in which the boys were about to wake for the first time.
It was less a ward, more a bedroom. It was actually a pick-up room. I felt as if I'm going to buy a brand new car straight off the showroom. Three in fact. The room smelled sweet. Thin rays of sunlight were everywhere. It was probably the closest I'd ever get to the feeling of entering a heaven for the first time. And there they were. My three wishes... Asleep. Cuddled up together on the bed in white oversized t-shirts and shorts. Their legs, arms and slender bodies curled in and out, delicately wrapping around each other. They looked so perfect, comfortable and complete. The sight of the boys together felt like a never-ending foundation of layers and layers of boys, like decadent layers of moist sponge cake and double-thick cream blending carefully together.
"When will they wake-up?" I asked impatiently with my heart doing a break-dance in my chest.
"I thought I'd give you the pleasure... They are your property after all," smirked the Scientist as he left, leaving the door to swing slowly shut behind him...
The Island -- Day1
Dinner time and our table was in the ankle-shallow stretches of water just off the shore. The waves came in trickles but I could still hear them breathing. I felt as if the night had blue hues in its colour-palette tonight. Bright blues stars. Dark blue water. Candlelight. Blue flames. Navy blue sea-roses in full bloom on the sand. And Ryan... in deep blue swim-briefs.
"Did you know the stars are actually holes, punched thru by old trapped birds in the black blanket of the night sky?" I asked.
"I thought they were giant balls of flaming gases in space," Leo said proudly, "And the ones that burn twice as bright, burn half as long."
How did they know so much? For clones, they seemed perfectly natural. And naturally perfect. The four of us spoke and laughed the night away. But there was always something dark, mysterious and naughty pulling just beneath the surface of our night. Blue is the colour of lust and obsession after all.
(Genetically Engineered Trait #1: All the boys have heightened sexual receptiveness. They're always horny. I could sense this in the little things they said and did.)
"True. You're good," I told Leo and giggled as I ruffled his hair with my fingers.
"When I'm good, I'm very very good. When I'm bad, I'm better," he replied with a naughty half-smile.
Cody chased some little blue moon-fish with his feet in the water under his seat. It was as if he was deliberately trying to boast his beautifully free-flowing legs. What he was doing left him in a rather provocative position with his legs spread widely on his chair. He smiled cutely at me and then said quietly, in that smooth-soft voice of his, "Spread me open slowly. Lick me with your tongue. Dip me in your milk... Damn, Oreos are soooo good!" He grabbed the Oreo jar excitedly.
It's so easy to lose yourself in another world. So easy to lose control. Like you're watching yourself from the outside. A story that writes itself. You forget to track the path of things. They just happen. And you let them.
Back inside the house and it was far passed any normal bedtime. Cody was tugging at Ryan's briefs which started a wrestling match between the two of them on the bed. Leo was sitting on my lap facing me. Like a little brother. But we both knew he wasn't.
Amidst all the noise, screaming and laughing, Leo's smile suddenly faded to seriousness, and he whispered in my ear, "I want you to fuck me so hard"
There was a tingle on my ear where Leo's lips gently brushed me as he said it. I almost didn't notice that Cody and Ryan weren't wrestling anymore. They suddenly grow quiet too. Were they kissing? When I finally looked directly at them, they appeared to be biting each other's lips out. It looked cruel. It looked passionate. And I could tell they were having a wickedly fun time.
"Sorry I left a bite mark... I tried not to bite that hard," said Ryan to Cody looking completely guilty and super-cute.
Waterbed.
A huge cumulative energy just burst forth. I didn't even get time to think about it. There was just too much happening. I was hypnotised by Leo's blue eyes, distracted by Ryan's green ones but in love with the sheer purity of Cody's hazel ones. There seemed to be eyes like laser-beams all over the place. And so were there ripped clothes and pillows littered like snow and ice.
