Luther looked at Robbie with concern. "You’re going to have to have a talk with your son a little bit sooner than what you thought. He is not going to wait until he’s 18 or after he transitions. That boy is going to get off in that other one and they’re going to have a problem because they’re not going to use anything."
He paused, shaking his head. "We all know at 16, if both of the Genn are so affected by each other, one can co into cycle early before transition. It’s natural but very uncommon, and we don’t need no 16-year-old Eli walking around with a big old belly swollen up by Willie and his overactive willy."
Willie was the equivalent of a 15-year-old, almost 16 now, and Robbie sat his son down. "Willie, we need to have a father-son talk and you know what it’s about—the birds, the bees, and watch out and don’t get into rosebushes and do not pop the knothole in that tree."
Willie started laughing until his father called him down. He looked at his dad who was all serious and realized that Luther was also.
"Today, young man, you experienced the first signs of attraction to your future mate, whether you realize it or not. And we’re going to have a talk here about the do’s and the don’ts when it cos to a certain young man that has caught your adolescent fancy." Robbie’s tone grew stern. "If he’s agreeable and you wish to kiss him, that’s fine, but you will not place your hands anywhere on him or on his body. In other words, keep your fingers out of his vent. We don’t need you dipping your prong in his vent, especially if it’s uncovered. He’s way too young for you to try to get into and sample his goodies."
Robbie continued, his voice asured. "There may only be nine months difference in human years, but he’s just turning 13 physically and his body is giving off all these unusual signs. You’ll feel funny down between your legs and you’ll get what is known as an erection when you’re around him, and it’ll be a little embarrassing for you to walk around with your prong sticking up, but it’s quite common, especially when your hormones are just starting. You need to wait until you’re 17 to 18 before anything other than just touchy-feely happens. He will be older and just starting about 16. We all mature at different ages."
"You may transition at 18, and he might not transition until he’s 20 in fiscal years. We grow according to the level of love that we have in our life as Genn." His father’s expression softened slightly. "Now that you are going to be a little closer to him, he may start speeding up. He might even bypass his own brother Richie."
Willie turned red in the face. "So you know about Eli and my feelings?"
"Young man, we haven’t been talking about the wall this entire ti—we just hadn’t nad nas, but yes, I know that you’re horny. I know that you have feelings for Eli, that that’s all you can see in your future is Eli and Eli’s vent." Robbie’s voice grew warning. "But heed my warning. We’re just talking right now. Don’t make put him off limits for you to see if you disrespect yourself and, most importantly, disrespect him and his family. His brother’s having the sa talk with him as we’re having with you—maybe not quite as literal, but it’s still going on."
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Sure enough, Constantine was having a seat on the sofa with the two oldest boys. "Richie, Eli, we need to have a talk. You’re both getting older and you’re maturing at a rapid rate. Your bodies are going to change—they already are, believe , I can tell—and you won’t take as long as I did to transition. It will happen before you know it."
Constantine studied his brothers carefully. "Soone has already attracted a future mate. You just don’t realize it yet, but he’s already got your scent and you two will end up together no matter how hard you try to fight it. There’s nothing that his parents or I can do about it—you will eventually find a way to be together. But I want you to be safe because you don’t need to be stupid, reckless, dumb, or ignorant and end up pre-transition with a swollen belly, as it can happen after what I saw today. The pull is great between you two and everything will line up, and unprotected, you’ll conceive a child that neither of you will be ready for."
Richie sat there with his mouth open. "Constantine, I’m not looking for any boy. I’m not going to be on the bottom getting humped. I intend to be a top and I want to be a breeder. Maybe Mr. Ben will show when I get old enough."
He turned to his brother Eli and looked at him. "You slut, it’s you. You’re horny, you got the hots for—don’t tell —Willie? If he grows up to be anything like his dad, you’ll be walking sideways, and if you took a full stride, your guts would fall out."
Eli looked down and started to cry. "I can’t help it. He’s just so cute. Sothing happened deep inside and I got all hot and my stomach got queasy."
Constantine hugged his middle brother. "It’s called fate, my brother, but don’t rush anything. You two have a lot of ti to get to know each other before you ever think about consummating your relationship. I’ll have a talk with Robbie about Willie and you. I don’t want either of you to be hurt by rushing into sothing that you’re not ready for." His voice grew serious. "You do understand that I love you and I want to keep you safe, but there’s a difference between us brothers and people like Robbie and Willie and other Genn, so I need you boys to sit down here and listen to about what I found out from Lex and Mr. Zack about us and what makes us special."
"Richie, Eli, you know that we all have the sa dad and he left. He had fulfilled his obligations at the ranch and he wanted nothing else to do with anything, so he packed his bags and ran because he was ignorant to his own body." Constantine’s expression grew troubled. "But what you two don’t know is that all of us brothers are true brothers—we have the sa father. But what you don’t realize, and I didn’t know until recently, is that there were subtle differences in my body structure, but I didn’t pay it no mind. I thought it was just because dad wasn’t choosy and he went with whatever stuck him first."
Constantine took a deep breath. "But the truth of the matter is when he left us for 3 to 4 days to conceive another child, he didn’t go anywhere but up to the main house, and he laid in the owner’s bed and the owner mounted him and put another child in his belly. The owner didn’t know how to treat us—we were his children but we were stinking Genn, nasty vile creatures. He only did it for payback. He considered that we were worth sothing at least if he could knock enough of us up into dad. Then after four single pregnancies, our dad packed his bags up and left in the middle of the night."
"Yes, we are hybrids, so therefore our insides are a little bit different from normal Genn and our vent is definitely smaller than a pure blood." His voice grew protective. "So when we’re mounted for the first ti, if it’s by a pure blood Genman, he’s gonna do so damage because we’re not big enough to take him. But as you know, so humans are large also, so you need to pick your mates carefully. Not only can you be hurt on the inside, you can be ripped on the outside by being spread too wide the first ti that you and your intended have relations with each other."
Constantine’s voice grew respectful. "Mr. Ben knew it the first ti, when he made pop my vent out so he could see it before he was to breed . He touched there and he opened with his fingers to double-check, and that’s when he stopped because my form for this breeding program was incorrect. I had marked pure blood by inspection—he knew I wasn’t, so he knew sothing that I was unaware of, and he wouldn’t do anything else. When he got to questioning , little things ca out that I didn’t realize I knew about myself."
"That’s how you know that you’re around quality people. Mr. Ben has been doing this long enough here on the Z1 with Mr. Zack’s approval." Constantine smiled sadly. "Personally, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Mr. Zack said he will not let be bred for at least two more cycles. I will never conceive a child, as far as he’s concerned, on the Z1 unless I wait and let myself mature on the inside."
His expression grew earnest. "You two don’t realize how fortunate we are to be living here. Yes, we’ve got a ho now that we never had, we’ve got beds that we never had, you’ve got clothing—I’ve got clothes I’ve never had before. That’s all because of Mr. Ben and Mr. Zack who owns the place. We’ve been blessed by those who care, and we’re never going to do anything to ss this up."
Constantine’s voice grew firm. "You hear , boys? Be on your best behavior and avoid temptation at all cost."
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