Brother Death Read Free

did love somebody, them knowing pretty much everything there was to know about the physical aspects of it made it real interesting.
    "Lie back," Veate commanded.
    Bork did so.
    "Lume control, one-quarter on the overheads."
    The computer brought the lights up obediently.
    "Lume control, pink spot, centered on the bed."
    Her white hair and skin turned to rose quartz.
    "It's better for you when you can see me, isn't it?"
    "Yeah," Bork said.
    She straddled him, but sat on his belly, her fine pubic hair, now shaded pink, tickling his navel. She put her hands on the thick muscles of his upper chest, leaned into them and massaged him, squeezing hard.
    He enjoyed the feel of her fingers digging into him. After a moment, she slid her hands up to his neck and worked the bands of muscle under his ears.
    "Mmm."
    She slid back a little. He felt wetness on his belly, smelled her pungent musk. The lightest touch of warmth pressed against the base of his erect penis.
    "And you like to smell me, too, don't you?"
    "Yes."
    She leaned back a little more.
    "Mmmmm."
    He raised his hands and pressed them lightly against her hips, urging her to move yet farther back.
    "No, you don't. Not yet. You aren't ready yet."
    "Hell I'm not."
    "Hey, who's the albino in this bed?"
    He chuckled. "Got me. I can't even remember who I am." "Hah! You don't get off that easy. I'm going to make you suffer."
    But she didn't. Instead she raised herself up, touched him at the tip of his very much erect penis, then slid down slowly until she ensheathed him completely to the base. Without lifting herself again, she massaged him with internal muscles, clamping and relaxing, over and over again, until she brought forth from him a powerful orgasm.
    "Oh!"
    Veate laughed. "You still don't get off that easy, you thug."
    His laughter joined hers.
    Through some acoustical trick, Taz heard her brother laugh, even though she was on the opposite end of the house. Cooling duct or something, she figured.
    She sat up and swung her bare legs over the side of the bed. She hadn't been able to sleep. Might as well do something useful.
    She slipped a robe on and padded down the hall to the gym. Saval had a good set-up, as complete as many small public gyms. Even though he favored free weights over machines, he had, along with the couple tons of flexsteel plates and bars, a full ROM unit, a state-of-the-art computer-controlled SSA LS-21. Gym rats around the galaxy liked to joke that the initials for the Strength Success Associates Corporation who made the machine really stood for "Suffer, stupid asshole." The unit could measure tonus and nerve conduction close enough so that when programmed properly it would take a user exactly as far as she could go, no more, no less. It wouldn't let you overextend yourself; on the other hand, you couldn't slack your way past it.
    The gym lights blinked on as Taz stepped inside. The far wall was mirrored, and she watched herself as she slipped out of the robe and stood naked in front of the LS-21. She was in good shape, she knew.
    Most mues of her kind were; it seemed a waste not to be, given the potential. HG engineering had given her great-grandparents thicker and heavier bone structure, a slight advantage in tendon leverage, and attachments, and more muscle-building hormones than standard humans, as well as a faster metabolism.
    Great-grandfather and -mother had been designed for planets with a gee-and-a-half or better. Maybe the desire to use her body hard was built into her gene structure, she didn't know, but she did muchly enjoy working up a good sweat.
    Saval was a bug about free weights, called them more "organic," but Taz preferred the machines. They were less risky than the heavy bars, even with the safety fields. The machines wouldn't let you go past your limits; the flexsteel didn't know what those limits were, didn't care.
    The SSA stood there like a larger version of a child's girder construction set, a tall rectangle with cams, bearings, bars