Message-ID: <49114asstr$1094505007@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <lzalezac@yahoo.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <20040906053458.75629.qmail@web60403.mail.yahoo.com> From: Lazlo Zalezac <lzalezac@yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 5 Sep 2004 22:34:58 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} JC:Ed Biggers V-03 (mf mmf ffm ff mm sci-fi) Lines: 657 Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2004 17:10:07 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/49114> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, newsman ===== Lazlo Zalezac http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Lazlo_Zalezac http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Lazlo_Zalezac _______________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Win 1 of 4,000 free domain names from Yahoo! Enter now. http://promotions.yahoo.com/goldrush <1st attachment, "biggers5-03.txt" begin> JC: Ed Biggers Part 5: Stasis Chapter 3 By Lazlo Zalezac Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004 Uncomfortable in hiking boots, Ed followed behind Albert as he slipped through the woods. While Ed was proud of being an outdoorsman, the Ranger was amazing in how quiet he could move through very rough terrain. Ed was no match for him and poor Howard, following behind the two men, was positively miserable. After years of not wearing regular clothes, the khaki cotton jeans rubbed him in all of the wrong places, the shirt felt confining, and his hiking boots were rubbing blisters on his feet. Coming to a sudden stop at the tree line, Albert pointed at a small herd of deer at the tree line on the other side of the meadow. Howard shouted, "Wow. Look at all those deer." The moment that Howard spoke, all of the deer took off into the woods. An irritated voice from less than fifty feet away shouted back, "Who's the idiot that scared off the deer?" Grinning at Howard who flushed from the anonymous comment, Ed answered, "That would be my intern, Leroy." A feminine voice called out, "Is that you, Ed?" "Yes, it is Ling." The three men stepped into the meadow as Ling and Leroy stepped out a short distance away. Ed studied Ling and liked how she was dressed like a Forest Ranger without all of the insignia. He had never pictured her as an outdoor type and this was actually a nice look for her. Leroy called out as he approached, "Is that a Ranger with you?" "Yes, it is." "No wonder you found us out here in the middle of nowhere," replied Leroy. The Rangers were famous within certain circles for their tracking ability. Howard decided that the group was going to stand around and talk, so he sat down on the ground to relax. He didn't understand what they were doing there in the middle of nowhere. After a few minutes, he started itching. Looking down, he realized that he had sat on an ant pile. Jumping up, he shouted and slapped at himself trying to brush off all of the ants that had swarmed over him. While Ed and Albert were amused, Leroy was not. He shouted, "Be quiet! There won't be a deer within twenty miles of here by the time you're done." Ed interrupted the tirade that Leroy was about to launch. "Leroy. We are here to hunt monsters and not deer. A Ranger's body was found not too far from here." All thoughts of deer fled as Leroy turned to face Ed. Shocked, he echoed, "A Ranger's body?" "Yes. Albert came out here to investigate and I came with him," answered Ed. He pointed to Howard and said, "This is Howard. He's my intern from the College. He has little to no experience in the woods, so forgive him while he learns." Mollified somewhat, Leroy asked, "So is he learning anything?" "Yes, he is," replied Ed. Considering that they had only been out here for three days, the kid had learned a lot about moving through the woods. Albert said, "Let's get over to your camp and pack up so that we can move out. We've still got about four hours of daylight." Grinning at Albert, Ling replied, "No need. We're already packed up and ready to go. We've been following that herd for the past four days." Relieved, Albert pointed to the north and said, "We need to go that way to the site where the Ranger's body was found. I'm sure that all clues have been disturbed, but there might be something." Ed asked, "Would it be faster to go back to where we left the car?" "No. The car is a two-day hike from here and the site is a day's hike. We'll be able to get a ride to pick up the car." Howard, having spent three days tramping through the woods, asked, "So how come it took us three days to get here?" "We didn't know where here was. I had to track them down." "Oh," replied Howard. The idea that Albert had no idea where he was going seemed odd to him. After thinking about it, he asked, "So how did we end up here?" Even though Leroy hadn't been with them, he knew exactly how they had been found. He looked at Howard and said, "He tracked us. He went into the woods looking for signs that we had been there. Once he found them, he followed our tracks. It's a pretty impressive feat." "How difficult is that?" "Leroy and Ling were somewhere over there. Why don't you find out exactly where they were by looking for signs of where they had been?" suggested Ed with a smile. This digression irritated Albert who was ready to go. Perturbed, he said, "Let's go. I don't have all day to waste here." Holding up a hand, Ed replied in a firm voice, "A student has asked to learn. We teach him." The rebuke brought Albert up short. He remembered the number of times that he had wasted time helping his students learn more about woodcraft. Lowering his head, he said, "I'm sorry. There are only three dozen of us and the loss of one hurts me more than I thought possible." Nodding, Ed replied, "Believe me. I know how that is. When a Druid was killed by organized crime, we put a lot of effort into taking those responsible down." Howard had wandered towards where he thought Ling and Leroy had been. He walked around trying to see something that might help him determine where they had been, but it all looked like grass, brush, and trees to him. He was about to take a step, when Albert shouted, "Stop." One of the things that Howard had learned over the past three days was that when someone shouted stop, you froze in place. He did as he had learned. Albert walked up to him and said, "Set your foot down." Howard did it looking around for whatever might have caused Albert to shout at him. There wasn't a snake. Albert knelt down close to where the young man was about to step. Pointing to the ground, he asked, "What do you see here?" "Nothing." "Look again. Look at the grass and compare it to the grass around this area." Howard squatted and looked where Albert was pointing. The grass looked like grass to him. He followed Albert's finger as he pointed out various blades of grass. Albert said, "Do you see how these blades of grass are all bent in this direction while these others are standing straight up?" "Yes, I do." "Look at the pattern that the bent blades make. What does it look like to you?" Howard examined the area that Albert was pointing at while trying to figure what it looked like. After a minute, he said, "I guess it looks like the front half of a shoe." "Good. Now look back here. Do you see how the ground is indented a little and a few of the grass blades are broken?" "Yes, I do," answered Howard. It was clear when pointed out to him and he realized that was the result of the heel being set down. Excited he said, "That's the heel of the shoe. Whoever it was, was walking towards me." "Right," replied Albert pleased that the guy was taking the clues and putting them together to tell a story. He said, "Knowing that, where would you look for the previous footprint?" Howard looked around the ground and then said, "It should be a step back from that footstep." "Find it." The grass was slightly bent about eighteen inches back from the step that he had been examining. Pointing at the spot, he said, "There." "Who do you think was walking?" Taking a guess, he said, "Leroy." Recognizing the questioning tone in his voice, Albert asked, "Why?" After thinking about it for a minute, the answer came to him. Smiling, he answered, "The length of the step." "Exactly. Now there are several secrets in tracking that will help you find signs that someone has been through an area. One is that people and animals tend to walk in a straight line unless there is an obstacle in their way. The other is that you never step on sign that you have already located. You walk off to the side and behind, close enough to spot the next sign." Taking a few paces over to the side, Howard moved forward slowly looking for the next footstep. After a few steps, he saw where the entire area was matted down. Stopping, he pointed and said, "That is where they were lying when we came along." Albert had watched Howard follow the tracks of Leroy back to the spot where they had been watching the deer. Nodding his head to confirm that Howard was correct, he said, "That's right. Now look at the area and tell me where Ling was." For a full minute Howard looked at the area and decided that it was right in front of him. He pointed at the spot and said, "Right there." "Okay. So where did she walk when she left?" The question was easiest to answer by visualizing them laying there and then standing up to walk over to them. After a second, he said, "About where I'm standing?" "Exactly. Of course, you wiped out all trace of her sign by trampling all over them." Embarrassed, Howard looked down at the ground and said, "I didn't know." Grinning, Albert said, "That's what makes tracking hard." "I had the advantage that I knew where they had been. You didn't know, so how did you find their sign to begin with?" Albert gestured for the others to follow them. As he led the way towards his destination, he answered, "There are all kinds of methods to use. I had a good idea of where they would be. I'm sure that you didn't notice that we made a very circuitous circuit for the first day and a half as I was searching for some sign of them. I came across a set of tracks yesterday afternoon." "Oh, I didn't notice," replied Howard as he thought about how much his feet hurt. As the pair walked towards the site where the Ranger's body had been found, Albert would stop and point out things for Howard to notice. Ed, Leroy, and Ling followed behind the pair. For Leroy, much of what Albert was saying was old news although he did learn a trick or two from the Ranger. For Ed, tracking in the woods was an entirely new topic and he listened with his full attention. After an hour, Ling broke the silence when she said, "Ed, I bet you could show him a thing or two about tracking in the desert." "I don't know about that. He's pretty observant," answered Ed. Laughing, Leroy said, "out here, he knows what to look for and how to interpret it. In the desert, you know what to look for and how to interpret it." "Maybe," replied Ed in a voice that expressed lots of doubt. "You find a cactus with a nip taken out of it. There is still moisture around the nip. When was the nip made?" "Less than ten minutes before you found it," replied Ed automatically. Cactus was tight with water and healed itself very quickly. Leroy smiled at Ed and didn't say a word. Noticing the look that Leroy was giving him, Ed nodded and conceded the point, "You're right." Albert had heard the exchange and asked, "Who would have thought that a little nip out of a cactus meant something. What would have caused it?" "A bird, but you would have to see the exact type of cactus and the kind of nip to know what kind of bird it was," replied Ed. Looking over at the student beside him, Albert said, "You may feel that you are the least knowledgeable amongst us, but we are all students. Every minute out here, we learn new things about the way that nature behaves. When I'm given the opportunity to see some new sight, I take the time to watch it. It doesn't matter if it is an insect that I've never seen before eating a leaf or the mating ritual of a pair of birds." Thoughtful, Howard dropped back to think about what he had learned. The courses on biology at the school had not prepared him for the lessons that he was learning out here. Although he had not felt that he had learned much the first three days, he had adapted to the new environment in a fashion that would allow him to learn more over the next few days. It was true that his feet still hurt from the boots, but Albert and Ed had made sure that he changed his socks frequently, put powder inside the boot to reduce the rubbing, and took care of his sores. Ed, uncomfortable with the continuous weight of the pack on his back, shifted his backpack and looked over at Leroy. With a grin, he asked, "Why would you possibly want to carry this stuff when a horse would do that for you?" Laughing at his husband's obvious discomfort, Leroy asked, "Did you pack your cast iron cook set?" "By the Gods and Goddesses, no! I'm not that stupid," replied Ed to the laughter of Ling and Leroy. He added, "Of course, I haven't had a decent meal out here. That aluminum cookware just doesn't have the same effect on the food." Albert allowed them to catch up as he added, "Ed has burned everything that he's tried to cook." Shaking his head in disgust, Ed said, "At least the steaks came out good." Exchanging a glance, Ling and Leroy both know how important food was to Ed. Ling said, "We'll let Leroy cook tonight." "Speaking of tonight, we had better camp early and near a stream. We've got to wash our clothes and some fresh fish would be a real treat," said Leroy. Looking a little irritated, Albert was about to reply that he hated to waste daylight. However, a moment of reflection reminded him that Leroy and Ling had been out in the field for at least a month. He had seen how they had harvested food along their path, making occasional detours to get food. Taking a more gentle tone, he asked, "How are your supplies holding up?" "They are okay. We've been grazing as we traveled," replied Leroy. "I'm sure that you are tired of eating roots and leaves." "You can say that again," replied Ling. She wasn't going to be able to face a tuber for months after getting out of here. There had been the occasional rabbit and squirrel, but even that was getting old. Albert stopped and mentally visualized the area from the map that he had studied. Pointing in a direction that was somewhat off their intended destination, he said, "There should be a nice stream over that way within an hour's walk from here." Howard stopped and asked, "You say that you've never been here before, but you know where a stream will be. How can that be?" "I studied a map of the area and I have a good idea of where I am," replied Albert with a smile. He walked along for a few feet and then added, "I know that you didn't have to do anything to prepare for this trip as that was taken care of by Ed and myself. However, you do have to realize that preparation is everything." Suffering from a headache, Howard satisfied himself with following the others. The hour hike passed by and the group found themselves walking along a stream searching for a good spot to camp. After about half a mile, they came to a nice meadow by the stream. With relief, everyone dropped their packs and sat on the ground. With a smile, Leroy said, "Since I'm cooking tonight, that means everyone else has to set up camp." "I'll go after firewood with Howard," said Ed as he looked over at his student. This would give him a chance to talk with his intern to see how he was holding up. From Howard's reaction, the thought of walking around must have hurt. Looking around, Albert said, "I'll set up a fish trap. We should have some nice fresh fish for breakfast." Shrugging her shoulders, Ling said, "I guess that leaves me setting up the fire pit." Everyone went to work on his or her individual jobs. As Ed and Howard walked to the woods to pick up deadwood, Ed asked, "So, how are you holding up?" "My feet are sore, the pants chaff, the pack is killing my shoulders, and I'm tired." "I bet you'd kill for a coke about now." "You can say that again." "Sorry you came?" Howard bent down to pick up a rather nice size branch. Straightening up, he answered, "Not at all. I've learned a lot on this trip that I don't think I would have learned anywhere else. I was in the Boy Scouts, but they didn't prepare me for this." Ed picked up several smaller branches that would make good kindling for starting the fire. With their arms full, the pair returned to camp to drop off the wood. As they walked back towards the woods, Howard said, "Albert is a pretty amazing individual. He really knows his way around the woods." "That is where he is at home. He is one with the woods." Howard asked, "Where are you at home?" "The desert. A lot of people find it inhospitable, but I love it out there." Ed looked up at the sky, finding it cut off by the trees. He missed the open sky and dry land beneath him. Everything seemed so closed in out here in the woods, that he was left with a slight feeling of discomfort. He asked, "Where are you at home?" "I don't know. I never thought about it," replied Howard. Could one consider an American Suburb home in the same way that one could call the woods home? It was populated with fast food places, strip malls, streets of similar houses, and middle class schools. He didn't know if there were enough similarities to call it home. Smiling, Ed gathered some larger pieces of wood and said, "Don't worry. You'll find your place. It might be a city, the shore, the open plains, or the mountains. The day will come when a place will call out to you." Before starting dinner, everyone went down to the stream to wash themselves and their clothes. Although Albert knew to expect it, the ease with which everyone stripped and the joy they took in the water amazed him. There wasn't the least restraint in their actions. Even Howard had joined in the activities perfectly at ease with the nudity and concentration on the now. For several long minutes, he had stood on the bank watching them frolic in the water. Splashes and shouts of pleasure echoed across the landscape. He stripped, but it was with much greater hesitancy and embarrassment on his part. His cock had reacted to Ling in a predicable manner. Discretely, Ling came over and took care of his problem by giving him a quick handjob. Standing behind him, she reached around his body and wrapped her hand around his cock. With a fast easy motion, she jacked him off. Throughout the handjob, Albert could do little except watch the hand playing with his cock. It took several minutes for him to come, spraying his seed onto the grass in front of him. Looking around, he realized that none of the other men had watched, despite the fact that they couldn't have helped but notice what Ling was doing to him. The complete lack of voyeuristic tendencies was striking. That observation had shocked him more than anything else that he had experienced with the Druids. They really did respect people's privacy even in conditions where privacy wasn't available. After swimming, the group retired to the campsite to prepare dinner. Leroy worked his magic over the coals, cooking the canned ham that Ed had carried in his backpack. With the canned corn that Howard had packed in and a few potatoes that Albert had brought, they had a nice wilderness meal. After cleaning up after dinner, Howard asked, "How come we didn't fish?" Smiling, Albert answered, "There are five of us. It would be very difficult to assure that we could catch enough fish for all of us before supper. I set up a fish trap that shall work for us all night. In the morning, we will know how well it did. If it didn't catch anything, we will just cook what we would normally have cooked." Nodding at the reasonableness of the answer, Howard was silent. There was so much that he had learned today and he needed some quiet time to reflect on it. Albert and Leroy were clearly at ease in the woods, able to walk around without making a sound and seeing everything around them. Ling had a natural grace that allowed her to move in any environment. Ed wasn't that comfortable hiking, but he was very aware of his environment as well as the capabilities of the people around him. Sitting across the fire, Ed watched his intern with interest as his thoughts expressed themselves on his face. After a period of time, Howard was frowning as unpleasant thoughts crossed his mind. Interrupting his intern's thoughts, Ed asked, "What are you thinking about, Howard?" "Why did you bring me on this trip? I'm not contributing anything," answered the young man. Ling sat between Ed and Leroy staring into the fire. She looked over at the student and was about to suggest that it was important to train for the future. Instead, Leroy said, "That's a good question." In the mean time, Ed and Albert offered each other the opportunity to answer. Ed finally took the lead and said, "Preparation is one of the most important things. When we are gone, if you aren't prepared to carry on our work, what will happen then?" "Are you saying that I'll be tramping around out here after I graduate?" Ed laughed as he shook his head recognizing that the possibility of that was depressing his intern. He answered, "Who knows what you will have to face in the future. My job is to prepare you the best that I can. That means you will tag along with me all of this year. I've never done this before and I'm making it up as I go. The advantage that I have over you is that I have experience with similar circumstances." "You also serve the Two-Sided One," remarked Howard. The observation brought a smile to Ling as she heard the remark. She wondered how Ed would reply to that. He surprised her when he said, "If you are lucky, you will also get to serve one of the Gods and Goddesses." "So I am basically here to learn," summarized Howard. "And to contribute when you can," replied Ed. "What can I do that you can't?" "Would you like to answer that Leroy?" asked Ed as he turned to his husband. Leroy was surprised to be pulled into the discussion and looked around for a moment wondering if anyone was going to intercede on his behalf. Ling smirked at him, an action on her part that was of no use to him. Finally, he said, "There is a lot that you can do." "What?" Giving Leroy a breather, Ed replied, "When the community where his father lived was under attack, it was Leroy that helped organize the people there to resist. He brought the people together and cleaned up the entire neighborhood. There is much that any individual can do when faced with evil." Howard looked over at Leroy and asked, "Do you feel the same way as Ed? That I might be of help rather than useless?" Seriously considering the question, Leroy saw that Ed had seen more into his actions that he had consciously put into them. Coming to a decision, Leroy answered, "Yes. I agree with Ed. Each of us can contribute something unique to a situation. Sometimes, it may not mean much to you when you do it, but to others it is invaluable." Later in the evening, Howard was awakened by the screams of a woman. At first, he thought there was something the matter, but when he heard the kind of begging that often came with sexual relations he relaxed. Lying on his bedroll, it was impossible not hear the activities going on a little distance from camp. The noises suggested that both her husbands were servicing Ling. Horny after four days of no sexual activity, he stood up and stepped a short distance from the camp. Undoing his pants, he fished out his stiffening cock. He wrapped his hand around his cock and started stroking like he had done hundreds of times when masturbating. As he listened to the noises from the woods, he imagined that he was the one pounding into Ling. When she announced another orgasm, he let loose jets of come that fell onto the grass at his feet. Cleaning up the best that he could, he slipped his cock back into his pants and then zipped them up. Turning, he was surprised to find Albert standing not too far away jerking off. He had assumed that the older man wouldn't have the same sex drive that a twenty- two year old man had. He returned to his bedroll and watched the sky overhead as noises of pleasure continued to sound from the woods. Shaking his head, he realized that she was the loudest woman he had ever heard announcing her pleasure when she was having sex. As Albert returned to his bedroll, he commented, "She sure does announce her pleasure." Nodding, Howard answered, "Yes, she does. It must be nice to have a lover like that." Both men were quiet as they lay on their bedrolls. They knew that it would be impossible to sleep with that noise going on in the background, but also felt that there was nothing that they could talk about without it seeming surreal. Each man lay there thinking his own thoughts before giving up all pretense of trying to sleep. Turning, each of them sat up and stared at the fire. It was at least an hour later when Ed, Leroy, and Ling returned to camp. They noticed the two men staring at the fire and not talking. Leroy asked, "Did we wake you?" Albert and Howard were about to answer, but looked over at Ed. Even a polite lie wouldn't go unnoticed. Howard, the junior of the two, replied, "I guess you did." Even by the light of the fire, it was easy to see that Ling was blushing. She hit Ed softly on the arm and said, "I told you we should have gone further into the woods." "It wouldn't have mattered. Out here, noises that loud can carry for miles at night," observed Albert without intending to comment on her volume. Leroy nodded his agreement while Ling apologized, "I'm sorry. I hope that we didn't disturb you too much." "No problem," replied Howard. He would have preferred a real sexual experience, but the chance to jack off had been a release as well. The only thing that he really missed was getting enough sleep. Ed heard the truth in his answer, but there was also a sense of a lie there. He wanted his intern to be truthful around him, so he asked, "So what was the problem?" Groaning, Howard said, "It's not what you think." Believing that she understood what he was implying, Ling said, "I'll be glad to jack you off if that is your problem." "Really?" asked Howard before he thought about it. Realizing that he was talking to Ed's wife, he added, "No. I took care of that myself. The truth is that I'm dead tired and really need my sleep." Ed laughed at the initial reaction and the truth of his addition. It amazed him how well the students accepted the rules. "Sorry. Let's all get some sleep now. Tomorrow is going to be a long day." As everyone else settled onto his or her bedrolls, Ed sat staring into the fire. His intern surprised him at times, but that was nothing compared to Ling's easy acceptance of jerking off Albert and Howard. He wondered if it wasn't a backlash from her current problem. She had been out here with Leroy for six months and had not yet managed to get pregnant. Earlier, she had confessed to Ed that the time in the woods had destroyed her cycle and she hadn't had a period in four months. She had tested herself with one of those home pregnancy kits and found that she wasn't pregnant. With that much time passing since a period, she was getting worried that something was wrong with her. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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