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"You shouldn't be outside this late at night, Kevin. I worry about you out in the city, it's a dangerous place...I hear so much about gangs, and thugs, and supervillains, and it terrifies me knowing you're where they do so much of their damage. And the worst of it happens at night..."

"I'm okay, Mom, I promise. I'm not doing anything dangerous, I keep myself armed and aware of what goes on around me. And I don't usually go out at night, there was just something I needed."

"Well, couldn't it have waited? One day wouldn't be that much for anything..."

"Jeez, it's fine, Mom. You don't have to worry about me all the time, I'm not really the kind of guy who's a big target, you know-"

"Kevin Cardell! I do not want you tempting fate like that! You may be an adult and living on your own but that doesn't mean you're invincible! Don't make me worry about what you're doing out there!"

"All right, all right! Sorry, I promise I'm taking this seriously. I don't want to be a victim any more than you want me to...so I'll make sure I'm not. I won't be out too long, I promise."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that. All right, I'll let you go now, just be careful. I love you, honey."

"Love you too, Mom. Bye." Kevin clicked his earpiece and the line went dead, allowing him to let out a sigh. He loved his mother, and hated to worry her...which was why he had lied to her about what he was really doing out there. She would have had a coronary if she knew the truth.

It wasn't all lies. He was armed and aware of his surroundings, and he certainly didn't want to be a victim. But he didn't want anyone else to be, either...and unlike some others, he was compelled to take action. There was trouble all over Galles City, crimes were common when you had so many people around. The police did a decent job, it wasn't like it was the most dangerous place to live, but they could only do so much. And that wasn't even getting into the supervillain menace...they needed heroes to take on those challenges.

Kevin wasn't quite there yet, but he intended to be.

He'd made his decision shortly before graduating college. An engineering savant, he'd graduated with an engineering degree and computer science minor, with money already coming in from work he'd done around campus and for some businesses around the area. But after hearing too many ugly stories about people being hurt and destruction being sewn all around, he'd had enough of just sitting around. He could apply his inventiveness to making him a weapon against crime, much like his idols in the Brotherhood. They were the premier team taking care of Galles City, and he'd looked up to them for a long time. Especially their newest member...he felt a bit of heat in his face as he pictured the powerful, muscular orca Riptide in his mind. He looked and acted the spitting image of a superhero, and if that wasn't enough, he was sexy as hell to boot.

Maybe someday he'd get a chance to meet Riptide...maybe even join the Brotherhood, if he was good enough. That would be a dream come true for sure...he didn't know what they required, they seemed to take on new members every now and then but it was never clear why. The only constant was that they were all males, he'd never heard of a female even being offered a position. That seemed weird, and certainly didn't sit well with some...there was even a Sisterhood that was all-female made purely to counter that aspect. Truthfully, Kevin didn't care that much - it just meant more eye candy for him. Okay, maybe heroics wasn't the only reason he was such a big fan of the Brotherhood...

But he wasn't going to get anywhere unless he lasted long enough to accomplish something. To that effect, he'd spent the last six months working out exhaustively, going from lanky nerd to at least a nice fit specimen of wolf. Nowhere near the bulk of someone like Riptide, but he'd probably never be THAT big. That didn't matter, he just needed to be healthy enough to last in a battle, and his big boost came from his engineering. He'd designed some armor for himself, something to protect his body from too much damage and add a little extra to his blows, as well as equipped with some special weapons to subdue and defend. The visor over his eyes provided some extra digital information and alternate visual states as well as access to remote viewing functions, his earpiece amplified sounds in the environment, and he had a special muzzle mask to distort his voice and ensure he wouldn't breathe in anything noxious. Impressive as it might seem to an onlooker, it was still in the early stages as far as he was concerned; he had plenty of ideas, he just needed the time and materials to properly implement them. But they didn't all have to be ready for him to be scouting around.

Up on the rooftop of a building, he kept his eyes peeled for any sign of disturbances. He'd only been involved in anything twice so far, just petty criminals who'd been runners more than anything, and they had been easy to deal with. Nonetheless, it had given him a bit of confidence, and he was slowly broadening his search area, trying to make it more likely he'd catch anything on a given night. He hoped to work his way up to routine patrols as he got more experience...after all, the Brotherhood did stuff like that, and that was who he was trying to emulate.

It seemed like things were going to be quiet tonight, nothing was standing out to him and he was spending more of his time checking on feedback diagnostics than anything else. Bored, bored, bored...hm, let's see if I can get satellite feed through this thing... His visor pulled up an interface that appeared in the air in front of him, though only visible to him; to anyone else it looked like his hand was just moving through the air. He wanted to eventually graduate to pure neurofeedback, but he didn't quite have what he needed for that yet. Through a couple of complex menus, he tried to open up a link to overhead satellites in real time...it was a surprisingly quick and simple venture, and soon he could see digital readouts of what they were watching.

You'd think the security would be better on those things. I know they have no weapons but they're seriously good for spying. Speaking of, let's see if I can catch anything...

He linked up to the satellite nearest overhead Galles City and did a heavy zoom in. The display went from making out virtually no detail to slowly putting the city in view...closer and closer, the buildings getting larger gradually, almost giving him a sense of falling, until he was in close enough to make out figures of individual people. From there he began a sweep around, checking along the streets for any signs of crimes in progress. It was more for the novelty of the tool than anything, he wasn't sure he'd have any better luck finding anything this way but it was a good test.

And then, after a few minutes of scouring, his eyes caught sight of something notable. A group of people who seemed to be following a lone individual, not too far from where he was. Something about the way they moved...it just made him suspicious, it didn't match the "normal" movements he'd observed in others. Quickly he marked the coordinates and switched off the remote view; now back to seeing in front of him, he looked around and spied the location tab he'd just marked, hovering in the air as part of his data readout.

These things are amazing...I'm glad I put in the patent, I could get a DOD contract for these babies. Maybe even sell them to heroes...

Without further delay, he jumped off the roof, landing hard on the ground, his armor soaking up the inertia and keeping the fall from hurting him...still rough, but he felt fine afterwards. then he took off, shooting through back alleys and sparsely-populated areas, trying to draw as few eyes as possible. Someone was going to see him, that much was certain, but the less he tried to hide it the less they'd pay attention. Just some nut dressed weirdly, nothing to mind...he wasn't ready for that much of a reputation, though he would have been lying if he said he didn't want it.

Within a couple minutes he reached the point he'd marked. There was no one around, but he didn't expect there to be; they were moving even as he'd spotted them, now he had to figure out where they'd gone. Re-checking the feeds, he hastened in the direction they'd been traveling, trying to keep his eye out for the group. He didn't think they'd be that hard to find, they hadn't been going that fast...whoever they were following would be in trouble if he didn't act soon...

"Aaaah!"

The cry still caught him off-guard. Suddenly he was moving double-time, heading towards the source of the distress, which was in the direction he'd been moving...it might've been what he'd observed earlier, or just a coincidence, but either way, it meant action. Soon he could see two thugs standing in front of an alley, some kind of feline and a boar, looking into it rather menacingly and slowly advancing in...their voices became clearer as he tuned up his earpiece.

"Don't try to fight it, cutie, it'll only hurt more."

"Yeah, let us have what we want and maybe we won't leave ya for others to find."

"Leave me alone!"

"Hey, she's spirited, those are always more fun..."

A growl rose in Kevin's throat; low,down, jack-booted thugs just trying to get their kicks off of menacing innocents, that pissed him off fiercely. He came to a halt in front of the alleyway, eyes on the backs of the two assholes; he could barely see the rabbit girl in the gap between them, her back already against a wall. She couldn't have been much more than early college age...

"Doesn't this city have enough garbage to deal with without you scum making it worse?" The thugs jumped and turned at the sound of his distorted voice; it was metallic and grating, clearly altered, but he wasn't going for smoothness, he was going for intimidation and recognizability. They'd remember something like that a lot better than a real fake voice. "Leave her alone before I get rough with you."

"Get rough...well, there's a laugh." The feline thug didn't seem amused, though. He was bigger than Kevin was, and the boar was bigger than he was, but they didn't seem armed with anything other than their bodies. "You must be really fuckin' brave or really fuckin' stupid to be messing with us...you look like you'd break in half with one punch."

"I don't intend to test that." He snapped his arm to the side, and a rod popped out of his gauntlet; as he gripped the handle, it crackled with a bolt of electricity, more than enough to stun both of them. "You have one chance to leave. I suggest you take it."

"Oh, fancy gadget. That must be why you've got balls, they're held together by machines." The boar smirked at him. "We'll see how much you can do once you're disarmed...maybe you'll be begging to service us just so we don't kick your ass anymore."

"Which I guess means you're not planning on going. Very well, you asked for it."

"We'll see who asked for it when we're done!" The feline thug jumped at him, and quick as a flash Kevin swung the rod, sending a jolt through his attacker. He dove out of the way as the feline hit the ground, moaning a bit; he wasn't as totally out of it as Kevin had hoped, perhaps he needed a bit more intensity. Especially considering his second foe was larger.

Speaking of, he faced down the boar, trying to be as imposing as possible. "You next? Or are you rethinking your attitude?"

The boar just kept smirking, not at all bothered. "Heh...you think you're so smart, don't you? But a really smart person wouldn't be messing with us...we have ways of making them regret it."

"What are yo-" Before Kevin could finish the sentence, an alert buzzed in his ear. He ducked forward just in time to get a pipe to the back, his armor dampening but not deadening the blow; he felt a sharp pain in his back and staggered a bit, breathing heavily as he turned. Dammit...I forgot, there were more than two of them! The new players were a monkey and a wolverine; only the monkey was smaller than he was, but he looked much leaner and meaner, like a real street brawler.

He almost forgot about the boar, who tried to sucker-punch him from behind; he got his arm up in time, but couldn't make him hit the rod, and instead got a hard jolt to his forearm that left it stinging. Gritting his teeth, he backed towards the side wall, the three closing in on him. This was bad, he was outnumbered and his tech wasn't giving him enough advantage. He wasn't sure the shock would bring down either the boar or the wolverine, and the monkey looked too fast to hit easily...he kept his arm up defiantly, trying to threaten them with it, not letting them see any doubt, they couldn't know for sure. But if they managed to disarm him, he might not get the other one out in time, his other weapons weren't as readily accessible...they might actually get him stripped, and then he'd be at their mercy. And these were not the kinds of guys he wanted to be at mercy to.

Just as he was about to launch into a desperation strike, though, a shadow was cast over the alley. "I think that's enough of that."

The gang's heads turned quickly; that voice, deep and resonant, was more than commanding enough to even put them at unease. Kevin's turned for a different reason: he'd heard that voice before, in interviews that he'd watched again and again.

"Three on one...check that, four on one hardly seems fair. I'd say I'd even the odds a bit, but we all know that's not true." The powerful, intimidating figure of Riptide stood over them all, arms folded and steely eyes staring down at them. He put all the gang to shame with his size, easily dwarfing the largest of them, and he had more confidence than all of them put together. "Now, am I gonna have to bust heads, or can I trust you kids to come quietly?"

"Y-you...you're not gonna..." The boar seemed to be at a loss for words now, shaking a bit as he stepped away. The wolverine also seemed rather cowed, frozen in place...but the monkey was tense, his fingers twitching. Kevin got a glance down at his belt just a moment before it happened.

"Die, cape!" The gun was raised up right at Riptide's chest. Two quick shots rang out, hitting the orca square; before he got a third off, Kevin clubbed him with his rod, the shock strong enough to knock him out cold. He looked up just in time to see the wolverine attacking Riptide with a knife, slashing wildly at him as he tried to evade. It seemed like he was making contact, but Riptide never wavered, and eventually he caught hold of the wolverine's arm and squeezed, making him cry out in pain and drop the knife. With a rather effortless grunt, the orca threw the wolverine at the boar, sending them both crashing into the wall and onto the ground, too dazed to move.

"Phew...and that takes care of that." Riptide stepped over the prone form of the feline, who seemed to have awakened but was staying put, shaking slightly in terror. He grinned at Kevin and the rabbit girl, who looked all too happy to be out of that mess. "You two all right?"

"Yeah, I am...thanks to you, Riptide, and, ah...I don't think I know you..." She looked over at Kevin, who didn't realize it for a moment; he was too busy staring up in awe at Riptide, one of his idols and fantasies so close to him, closer than he thought he'd ever get this soon. It took a bit for him to snap back to attention.

"Oh, right, ah...you can just call me Techwolf."

"Techwolf...thank you. I'm glad you showed up when you did, those guys...I met one of them out shopping earlier, I didn't realize he'd come after me like that. It was very kind of you to step in, even when they had you outnumbered like that..."

"I couldn't just let them do something like that to you. I'm always happy to help...but I have to thank Riptide for coming in at just the right time."

"Hey, nothing to it. Just glad it all turned out all right." Riptide's head turned a bit as he heard sirens in the distance, slowly getting louder. "Whoof, that was fast...did they hear us fighting?"

"That was me," Kevin said. "I sent a message as I got here..."

"Nice. Good not to have to wait around too much." The wolf felt his face redden; praised by Riptide, he was so glad he was recording this.

---

Ten minutes later, Kevin found himself walking alongside Riptide, trying desperately to contain his glee at being so close to his idol. They'd just gotten finished with the police, who'd taken the thugs into custody; apparently they were a street gang that was already wanted for several muggings and a couple sexual assaults. He'd gotten a bit of a talking-to from the lead officer, until Riptide had ushered him away with promises to have a chat with him.

"He...he seemed kinda irritated, didn't he?"

Riptide just laughed. "Captain Paris can come off that way. Really, he's just worried about you, he's usually pretty brusque with new hero types...doesn't want them to get themselves killed for their cause. But he's always been one of the easiest to work with once you've proven yourself."

"Really? I thought the cops weren't really on tight terms with the heroes."

"Officially? They disapprove of 'vigilante action' and encourage citizens not to put their trust in us. Unofficially? We're the best thing thing that's happened to them in just about forever. We catch crimes that they can't get to in time, and take down the really nasty folk that are way too dangerous for the regular force to take on. They love us, we're both on the same side of things, but they have to pretend there's opposition to help deter people from taking up a mantle themselves."

"People like me, right?"

"Indeed, Techwolf." The big orca gave a chuckle. "By the way...Techwolf? Really?"

Kevin flushed a bit. "Spur of the moment...I wasn't ready to come up with a code name, I figured I wouldn't have to until something more major happened. At least when I upgrade my look I can come up with something better."

"You sure you want to keep doing this? It's a noble pursuit, upholding justice and order...truly, a thing to be respected. But you had a close call tonight, if I hadn't been in the area you might have found yourself in much deeper than you could get out of."

The wolf paused a moment, but nodded eventually. "Yeah...I'm sure. I know, this was almost really bad, but at least I stood a fighting chance...that girl didn't, and she might've had her whole life destroyed. If I can protect them, even if it gives me a bad fate...at least I went down swinging. But, uh...I owe you for that rescue, Riptide. That timing was so perfect, how'd you know?"

"Word from our coordinator. He was monitoring the satellites and thought he saw something suspicious, and I was the closest one. Guess we were lucky you were in the area, eh?"

"Ah, yeah..." Suddenly he felt himself sweating a bit. Had he...hacked into the Brotherhood's satellites? They weren't labeled as such...but then again, they wouldn't paint a target on them, would they? But...they were too easy to get into, surely the Brotherhood would've made it harder to crack them. Unless...maybe they were hacking in, too. Did they have their own satellites?

"You okay?"

"Y-yeah, fine...just..." His head scrambled to come up with something to say, and he quickly latched onto a truth, if not the one he was worried about. "You're...so cool, I'm...having a hard time keeping myself from just, uh, fawning all over you..."

Riptide gave him a cheeky smirk, as if not fully believing him. "Rrrreally?"

"Really truly! I mean, okay, I've been a fan of the Brotherhood for a long time now, they've got really cool heroes, but all honesty, you're my favorite! You're just so...big and cool, and strong, and you're not scared of anything! It's like nothing ever bothers you or gets to you!"

"Oh, I wouldn't say nothing...but I do have a pretty thick skin, that's what having a rough upbringing can do. Nothing like facing adversity as a kid to get you invested in truth and justice as your life's goal."

"And that's another thing...I really like your attitude, you get the feeling some heroes are more in it for themselves or something, but you really care about people and really want to make sure they're protected. The Brotherhood's got the best people for that, way better than some other teams...and you guys get along so well, too! It's amazing how little friction there is between you guys!"

"Hah, yeah, we're a pretty close bunch. Guys from all different backgrounds, but we've got our ways of bonding to bring us closer! I'm glad you approve, though, we made it one of our goals to always be upstanding and citizen-centered, we try to avoid the haughtiness or egotism you get from some others. Gotta say, you sound like you're the right mindset for that...I liked your answer to whether you wanted to keep going with it."

"Ah, thank you so much...I want to stay that way, definitely don't want to be stuck-up or something like that. I don't think a guy like that could face up to violent thugs with a bold face, they'd be too afraid for themselves...oh!"

"Eh?"

"Your...your suit! I just realized...they shot you twice and came at you with a knife, but...there's no damage! I thought for sure they got you a little bit...I know you're super-tough, it would take a lot more than a piddly little handgun or knife to down you, but they had to have at least gotten your suit..."

"Oh! Yeah, they tried, but...this suit's a pretty good one. It's pretty resistant to damage itself, and it's also got some degree of chameleon-type stuff...like, I could change the color or the shape of it and such, however I wanted. There's some nice advanced tech behind it, I don't pretend to understand it all, but it's pretty cool."

Kevin's eyes shot wide open - that sounded like some amazing technology, and if there was one thing that got him revved up, it was technology. "Holy crap! That's awesome! I gotta get me one of those, it would go great as a compliment to my armor! Maybe even some modifications to make it integrated..."

"Ah, well, it's pretty tough to modify too much, there's some limits to that. And it's not all good, there's a couple of drawbacks, gotta be some bad with all that good, but...uh..."

"Riptide?" The orca's expression had gotten a bit tight, and he seemed to be lost in something. A quick shave of his head, and he looked back down at Kevin; his face had an awkwardness on it that he wasn't expecting.

"Er, sorry, just got a bit of a signal...I gotta run. Keep yourself safe, hopefully we'll meet again!"

And just like that, Riptide was off like a shot, running full-bore down the street and around the sparse foot traffic, a few curious glances his direction but not much notice taken. Kevin realized they probably thought he was off on a rescue or something...but he wasn't so sure.

I didn't pick up any frequency disturbances with my equipment...it's possible there was something that they missed, but he seemed to be acting weird at the end there. Was it something I said? No, he was talking pretty normally until then...I shouldn't follow, but...he's my idol, if he's in some sort of trouble...but there's no trouble Riptide could get into that I could really help with, he's leagues above me. I'll have to return the favor someday, but I should just head home now.

---

The walk home wasn't nearly as fast-paced as his jaunt out; Kevin's body was a bit too sore from the blows to put up with the same kind of sprinting. Fortunately, the streets were pretty empty, the late hour keeping most people inside, and those that were out seemed to mostly be engrossed in their own thing and now paying attention to his peculiar look. His mind was mulling the events of the night, the close call and what he needed to do to avoid a similar situation next time...he couldn't hope that Riptide would show up to bail him out every time, he had to be able to stand on his own. Clearly, more effective weapons and armor were high on the list.

I should look into that suit Riptide had...something that can stop bullets and knives while being that thin and lightweight would be a huge asset. Don't know how well it would weather blunt force, though, and I'm not exactly buff enough to take a lot of those hits...perhaps some kinetic dampeners would still be a good idea...huh?

His ears perked up; he could swear he was hearing an odd sound from another nearby alley. Turning up his augments, the sound of panting was quickly made audible, though it didn't have any pain...actually, it was something quite different, it seemed strained but also pleasured. The depth of the tones, though, was what really stuck out.

It can't be...Riptide?

Curiosity got the better of him. He stepped up to the alley, looking deep within it. It wasn't hard to catch sight of the huge orca, leaning against a wall and definitely working something in his crotch. That didn't seem at all like him, he wouldn't be doing something lewd like this, he was so straight-laced and upstanding...it might have been a sign that something was up with him, something that he might need help with.

Or maybe you want to "help" with that issue in particular.

Yes, that was a distinct possibility. But that was being presumptuous, right now he needed to figure out what was going on. "Riptide?"

"Gah!" The orca nearly leapt out of his skin, slamming a big hand against the wall to keep himself from falling over. "Techwolf? What...what are you doing here?"

"I was just heading, er, back to my neighborhood, and heard you...what's going on? What are you doing back here?"

"Ah, it's, um..." Riptide was looking supremely uncomfortable, avoiding Kevin's gaze quite deliberately. It wasn't hard to see what was bothering him, though; Kevin would see the orca's dick jutting out from his crotch, encased in the fabric of the suit but still prominently displayed. Whoof...now THAT'S what I call form-fitting...

"Don't...let this get out, okay? It's...just something that happens sometimes, I'm still working on, uh, dealing with it. I just didn't want anyone seeing it while I tried to...get a grip on it. Gah, this all sounds so wrong..."

"Hey, it's okay, I'm not judging. But it seems like you're struggling with this...maybe I can help."

"You...help? Ah, really, that's not necessary at all-"

"Hey, consider it a bit of payback." Kevin grinned as he removed his visor and mouthpiece, freeing himself up for his task. Riptide opened his mouth to protest again but it died away as the wolf's hand made contact with his member, the words turning to a needy moan rather hastily. Grinning, Kevin knelt down in front of his idol, licking his lips as he took in the salty scent of Riptide's manhood; it twisted and writhed around, flexible and motile as his kind's equipment usually was. There was a lot of fluid gathered at the tip, it seemed to be actually leaking through the suit. Nice, I'll actually get a good taste then...

He opened his mouth and wrapped it around the tip of that cock. The taste of the suit wasn't doing anything for him, but the pre leaking from it was quite a different story, a rather compelling flavor, slightly oily and heavy and strongly masculine, making him moan in satisfaction as he lapped it up with his tongue. He quickly had Riptide leaning back up against the wall, panting and moaning as he tried to keep himself steady; no real effort was being put into stopping Kevin at this point, and he was free to tease and tantalize to his heart's content. The cock started twisting around more in his mouth, almost like it was wrestling with his tongue...it felt almost like it was frenching him, and he was enjoying it. Man, it's a lot more fun when they can move around like this.

He started pushing himself further, drawing the cock down further in his mouth, even a little bit into his throat. It was getting tough, Riptide was hung like a monster and he'd never gotten quite that ambitious before, but he was too into it to care about going over his limits...after all, he couldn't count on getting another chance to blow Riptide like this again. It did feel weird, though, he felt almost like there was motion of some sort in the suit, like it was shifting and tightening a bit around him...perhaps part of its technology that allowed it to shift around so easily and avoid damage, the pressure from a huge cock like that would have to be a bit of a strain on it. He kept bobbing and diving, getting a little bit more of Riptide into himself bit by bit, getting ever closer to finally pulling it all inside...

And then Riptide let out a sudden grunt, and one of his huge hands grabbed Kevin's head and pulled him off with considerable effort. Kevin moaned in disappointment as he was denied his goal, and he looked up at Riptide with a bit of a pout. "Aw...was I doing something wrong?"

"N...yes...er, I mean, no, but...fuck..." It almost startled him to hear Riptide swear, his language was quite clean most of the time...maybe he was less restrained in private. "I...I don't want to...make a mess in this suit. It's...hard to get off, one of the drawbacks...and I really don't want to have to explain this...to anyone, you know...not that you weren't doing a great job..."

"Ah, well, thanks. I guess you're right, that wouldn't be easy to deal with. Sorry I couldn't help you all the way, though, I still owed you."

"That's...I mean, you're not obligated to do something like this. I would never ask you for a favor like this, that would be extremely out of bounds. I...apologize if I gave you that impression..."

Kevin shook his head. "No, not at all! I just...you realize you're a sexy beast, right? I've had the hots for you for a long time...I mean, okay, that's probably inappropriate of me to say, but after what just happened, I guess we're kinda past the boundaries of appropriate...but no, it's...I definitely wanted to do something like this. I'm sorry for pushing it..."

"It's fine...I appreciate it." Riptide was still panting hard, but his attention was fully on Kevin now. "You...really are eager to help out, aren't you? Just anyone, regardless of who they are or what they can do."

Hesitantly, Kevin nodded. "Yeah...I mean, everyone needs help sometimes, right? Even heroes...that's why you guys team up."

"You've got a good attitude...you know, I know you're pretty green, but I think you could gain a lot from the Brotherhood. There's lots of guys there who would be willing to give you advice, training, and plenty of space to develop your tech...and you've already got the mindset to be one of us. You want to join up?"

The wolf's eyes couldn't have widened any further. "Wh-what?! You mean...you'd let me join the Brotherhood?! Holy shit, yes, absolutely! That would be literally a dream come true! Oh my god, I'm sorry, I'm being so loud, but I just...I've been dreaming of this so long-"

"Easy, easy!" Riptide grinned down at the suddenly hyper new hero. "We don't wanna be making anyone suspicious here, and you don't have your voice modulator in. But yeah, you'd have to pass a few tests, and the guys would have to agree, but I can say you've got the promise. How about you meet me in Sidern Park tomorrow around noon and I'll take you to our headquarters? We can see if you'll be admitted then, but either way you'll get the full tour."

"Y-yes! Definitely! Thank you so much, Riptide, I promise you won't regret this! Oh, man, I need...I need to run around a bit and calm myself down...I'll see you, noon tomorrow, Sidern Park! Yes, thank you!"

"No problem! See you then!" Riptide's grin stayed on as he watched the wolf eagerly scamper away, before letting it drop in a relieved sigh. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I won't regret it...I just hope you'll feel the same way in the end...

A sudden buzz caught his ear, and he pressed a finger up to it. "Hello? Oh, uh, Fox? No, no, everything's fine, taken care of...yeah, I know, I just had a bit of a lapse of tongue...no, that was...um...let's put it this way...I think I found a recruit..."

---

He was almost about to burst with excitement. Just suddenly pop open like a puff of popcorn in a microwave. Kevin still couldn't believe he was actually inside Brotherhood headquarters. It had long been an enigma to him, a place he could see the outside of but only wonder what happened inside. Now he was there, Riptide escorting him around, and...well, he was already having trouble taking it all in.

He'd come without his gear this time, an unexpected request he'd gotten overnight. Kevin still wasn't sure how they got it to him, but perhaps that would be one of the secrets he'd learn about while he was here...the Brotherhood seemed to be really good at finding people and tracking things, it was one of the reasons they'd thrived as a super group. He didn't mind, though, it meant less to tote around and his body was still pretty sore from the fight the previous night. Besides, if all went well today, he would be likely to get a new bit of equipment anyway...

The entryway was huge, a massive circular foyer with fountains, statues, and what looked like rather sturdy marble pillars. It looked impressive, and expensive...he couldn't stop staring. Riptide snickered at the awe. "It's made to look good, but it's more presentation than anything. Fake marble, on the cheap...don't wanna pour money into flashy when it could be used for better purposes. This stuff's better because it's specially reinforced - an accident isn't likely to take it down."

"Still looks awesome..." Kevin managed to tear his eyes away and return them to Riptide. It was hard not to make quick glances at the orca's crotch, wondering if he'd see a return of that big dick stretching his suit out of position again...but he was definitely trying not to make that obvious.

"There's a good bit more awesome to see, I think...by the time we're done here, the entryway's gonna look boring by comparison. I'm not trying to toot our horn too loudly here, but we've made a damn good operation here. Some teams really cheap out on their infrastructure, but we've got it made here, good for both the heroes and the people we're trying to protect."

Kevin nodded absently, a bit distracted by the hallways; they were on the edge of the building, and he could clearly see out through the windows into the courtyard. It was impressive because he knew for a fact that you couldn't see inside from out...whatever tech they had here was highly effective, and he was eager to learn about it. The heroes usually had the good stuff, but the Brotherhood had to have some amazing minds behind it.

After a couple minutes of walking, the two entered a large room deeper inside the building. Immediately Kevin's gaze was overpowered by a sheer amount of content - media of every sort, from books to magazines to videos to computer disks, as well as stations for perusing them, tons of computers with flashing screens, it was almost overwhelming even without him trying to focus on just one.

"Welcome to the library and archive," Riptide stated. "This is where we gather information. Any time we have a new encounter with a foe, we look for what we can find on them here. We're always getting new stuff in so it's usually a good bet that we'll run into some info that can help us. Sometimes it can give us a leg up on particular schemes, too. And we have lines to government databases too, so if we need to check things like criminal records, fingerprints, DNA, those sorts of things, we can."

"Damn, most groups would kill for a library like this...almost a shame to just keep it to the Brotherhood."

"I know, right? We allow others limited access to it, but unfortunately we can't open it up to the public. Security problems, though I'm sure I don't have to tell you."

"Not at all. Hey wait..." Kevin's wandering eyes fell on an otter over in the corner, eyes glued to a computer screen. His face was familiar, and his suit even more so... "Holy shit...i-is that Echo?!"

"You bet," replied Riptide with a grin. "Yo, Echo! Come over here and say hi!"

The otter snapped to attention, and turned and stood up to the two of them, grinning cheekily at Riptide as he strode over. "Hasn't anyone told you that a library is supposed to be quiet? Don't make me steal your voice again."

"You do that and you know what'll happen to you," Riptide shot back. "Besides, I've got someone for you to meet. This is Techwolf, he's the new recruit."

"Techwolf, eh? I think we'll have to work on the name. You want something that's really gonna stick in people's ears, and not for the wrong reasons." He stuck out a paw, which Kevin took shakily. "I'm gonna guess you know who I am already."

"How could I not know the famous Echo? The guy who made Ezrik Alamin confess to financing villains to attack our country to practically the entire world just by ramping up the sound of his voice? You rocked the whole world with that!"

"That's the one that most people know me for. There's more to sonic manipulation than that, though...you'd be surprised what I can do when no one's looking."

"I hope I get to find out! And your suit...it's just like Riptide's, isn't it? You guys all have one like that?"

Echo chuckled. "Yeah, all of us do, and you'll get one if you're brought in. It's really nice...fits me super-well, and lets me move really freely." He swung his limbs around a bit to demonstrate. "You'd think something this strong would have to be hard to flex, but it's great! And really good for a guy like me, who's built to move around in a hurry."

"It looks amazing! I really want to get a look at it...though, uh, I should probably wait, I promise I won't go trying to tear it off of you."

"You wouldn't succeed anyway," Riptide said with an amused snort. "They're super tough, even my strength couldn't rip 'em off. Not that I wouldn't be willing to try!"

"Hah, for you I'd let you try," Echo shot back playfully, sticking his tongue out. "Anyway, I need to get back to work, but I hope you get to stick around, it'll be nice to have some new blood around here. Don't scare him away now, Riptide!"

"Believe me, that's the last thing I'd do!" There was a hint of something in Riptide's voice that Kevin couldn't quite place, but Echo seemed to get it well enough, as the otter winked at him before heading back to his console. "Come on, Techwolf, let's keep the tour going."

The two exited from a different door, heading deeper into the headquarters. The hallways were barer here, no windows or wonderful views like on the outsides, but much more utilitarian. It was about what Kevin had been expecting, more like a compound that was highly secure and hard to navigate if you didn't know where you were going,though that seemed to be no problem for Riptide. Eventually they found themselves in a larger room with several tables and some fancy machines in the rear. Another individual was sitting in there, and once again Kevin needed no introduction: the brown bear was wall known, both famous and infamous.

"Heh, welcome to the mess. Anything you want to eat, you can pretty much get it here. The cooks are top-notch and can get their hands on just about anything as far as raw ingredients. There's some incredible machines back there for that...but they're the ones who do the hard work."

"Private cooks, huh? Isn't it a bit of a dangerous job?"

"They get paid pretty well, and they're linked to us in other ways as well. Can't go giving out all their secrets, though, they'll decide if they want to talk about that with you. But I think we can talk to someone else here...that is, if he doesn't decide to bite your head off instead."

The bear grunted in mild irritation. "I hear foolishness, from oversized sea creature. In Russia bear would eat you for breakfast."

"You playing up the accent for the new guy, Tecton?"

"I don't play anything." The bear looked up at Kevin, sizing him up for a second before grinning at him. "You're the new hero? You're tiny. I crush you like pudding."

"Hey, be nice..."

But Kevin caught the line, and just grinned back. "Aren't you supposed to save that line for a devilishly handsome squidly rogue?"

"Hah, you're sharp. There must be more to you than there looks, if Riptide says you should be good. What is your specialty?"

"Er, tech and machines and such. I've been working on armor and enhancements for fighting crime...it's a constant process."

A nod from Tecton. "Ah, one of THOSE kind. I have quite a history with them, as I'm sure you know."

"Hard to forget. The story's all out there, how you caused chaos and havoc for days, leveling building with earthquakes, terrifying the populace...and then you ran into Warmark, and then a month later you two are starting up this new team called the Brotherhood. No one could believe it, but you've been solidly on our side ever since."

"Old news, of course. I was a young, stupid, hothead...just wanted to be angry and push them around. Bullied around when I was young, so I turned around and did the same thing, so that I wouldn't be a target...but powers, they are not good for someone like that. It was good to get back under control, is much more satisfying being on the good side."

"Definitely. I got pushed around a lot as a kid, and I...well, I had plenty of fantasies. But I swallowed them down for a long time, and by the time I got to the point where I was dedicating myself to this stuff they were well in the past. I guess it's a lot harder if it's fresh in your mind when you awaken..."

Tecton shrugged. "I was not the brightest bear. Could have handled it better...but what is done is done, and now I control myself. And I keep a reminder to help me stay under control...it is what it is. Not everyone is okay with it."

"I think they're being silly. Some people change and learn...there's lots of stories of redemption. And you've been nothing but upstanding since, if they can't accept it then that's their problem, not yours."

Tecton grinned and looked up at Riptide. "I like him. Let's keep him."

"That's the plan, bud. But I've got to take him away now, we've got more to see. Keep fighting the good fight."

Tecton nodded and returned to his food, and with that Riptide brought Kevin out of the mess and back into the winding hallways. The wolf's head was in a whirl, now it wasn't just Riptide he'd personally met, but several other members of the Brotherhood as well...it was hard not to get starry-eyed, these had been his icons for years and now there was a chance he could work alongside them...he realized only too late that he hadn't asked Tecton about his suit, though from what he saw it looked similar in style to Riptide's and Echo's. He resolved to have better focus next time.

"And here we have the personal quarters." Suddenly Riptide stopped and Kevin almost ran into him. A large set of double doors say right next to them. "Each one of these has a living quarters for every Brotherhood member, a personal room about 300 square feet large. It's not required to live here, but some of us do full-time and all of us make use of the space every now and then. You can set it up how you want more or less, and you get a lot of amenities. No personal bathrooms, but there's a communal one that's more than enough to accommodate everyone."

"Showers as well, I presume?"

"Yep. No private stalls, though...hope you don't mind that."

"I'll manage." Kevin's face reddened, and he was sure his voice betrayed more than acceptance of that.

"Good. I won't give you much of a tour since we're not going into anyone's rooms, but you can see what the common area is...like..." Riptide's voice trailed off as the doors opened. The sounds were audible immediately, and it only took a few moments for the sight to become obvious: a huge-bodied rhinoceros had a much smaller gecko flat on his back on the couch, humping him ferociously. Both of them were making a good bit of noise, and clearly enjoying themselves...the low grunts from the rhino were coming hard and fast, matched by higher-pitched cries from the reptile.

It wasn't long before the two of them noticed they had and audience. There was a scramble to disengage, and the two of them dove down behind the couch, hiding their privates and looking at the newcomers with red faces. "Ah...s-sorry, Riptide, we didn't expect ya to come around here..." the gecko said apologetically.

"You couldn't keep it in Overgrowth's room?" Riptide grumbled. "We all have to use that couch, you know."

"It was just supposed to be a quickie! Besides, ain't like you haven't contributed yourself, you're not one to talk." The rhino grunted in agreement with the gecko's protest, folding his arms and not saying a word.

"Hey, I don't do that anymore! And I tried to make up for it. Now come on, we've got company, this isn't appropriate."

"It's fine! No problem!" Kevin exclaimed quickly, the flush in his face threatening to break through his fur. He'd caught a VERY good sight of what the two of them had been packing, and the size of the rhino's endowment was a thing to remember. He'd seen it stretching out the gecko's body quite a bit, in a way that seemed like it should've been uncomfortable...or, it would have been if the gecko wasn't Flexion, famous for his ability to stretch, flex, and change shape at will. If anyone could handle being rammed with something that big, it was him.

The rhino was also well-known to him, Overgrowth, the plant master. It was funny that a guy that big had such a seemingly delicate ability set, but Overgrowth had proven time and again that just because it sounded like that didn't mean he couldn't put the hurt on with it. And even setting aside his abilities, he had quite the set of muscles on him, the strongest guy who didn't have natural super-strength. He'd been the biggest eye candy for Kevin until Riptide had come along, and even if dethroned, he was still quite appealing. And that cock...ridiculously-sized though it was, he couldn't help but want it, and he was hoping his own stiffy wasn't getting too obvious.

"Eh heh...sorry about that. Hope we didn't make this too awkward...nice to meet you, Techwolf!" Flexion was clearly embarrassed but trying to move beyond it. "You enjoying the tour so far?"

"Y-yeah...it's pretty cool, this place is huge, and there's so much to it! I can see why you guys are doing so well with facilities like this!"

"Best I've ever seen," Overgrowth agreed; his deep voice caught Kevin a bit off-guard. "'Nother team tried to recruit me, and they had nothing...old, run-down warehouse, no equipment or any way to get news of crimes. Had the stones to call me a sell-out when I said I expected better. I don't think they lasted long."

"I don't know why you'd be part of another team if you had the option!" Flexion agreed. "Great organization, great building...and great suits, for that matter! Do you know how hard it is to find something for me to wear that'll stretch with me? This thing's a freaking miracle!"

"Comfortable, too," Overgrowth grunted. "Sturdy, too...no ripping like my shirts."

"They look really interesting, I've been wanting to get a closer look at them." Accommodating, too, Kevin realized; it certainly hadn't looked like Overgrowth had been 'constrained' in any way, what he had seen looked pretty bare. Which had him briefly wondering why Riptide hadn't done the same the night before...but maybe he thought it was inappropriate, an idea which made a lot of sense. Being caught publicly exposed was not a good thing for a hero, there was a lot of pressure for a clean public image. He remembered one of his early idols, a tech genius hero who'd pretty much disappeared after his sexual proclivities had become public knowledge. He always wondered what happened to him, he'd wanted to meet that guy but never had the chance...where had he gone? He'd heard that he'd had a partner of some sort, but it didn't seem like anyone knew much about him...

"Anyway, we've got a tour to get on with. If you two are going to finish up, at least clean up after yourselves...and for fuck's sake, put a towel down or something." The orca grumbled a bit as he turned heel and led Kevin out of the room; Flexion waved a little bit abashedly, but Kevin had little doubt they were going to get right back to it once they were gone...and he had his doubts that any towels would be involved.

"They do that a lot?"

Riptide nodded. "Yeah, a lot. The two of them are kind of an item, at least that's how it seems. This isn't the first time they've been caught, and it won't be the last...between you and me, I think they enjoy it. I think the only thing that really got to them was that you were there, they probably thought they made a bad first impression on you."

"They made an impression, all right..." The tone of his response got Riptide laughing, and he felt mildly embarrassed by that.

"I'm guessing you didn't mind too much, then?"

Kevin could only shrug. "Not really...I mean, hell, I can't say anything, I met you once and then ten minutes later I was blowing you in an alley. I'm gonna be breaking my glass house if I start throwing stones."

"Heh, I think you'll fit right in. Don't be surprised if you get a bit of attention. Though, I suspect you were rather hoping that would be the case."

"Ah heh...was it that obvious?"

"Considering how quickly you went down on me? I would've been shocked if it wasn't true."

They stopped in front of another set of large doors, which only opened to a specific keycode and handprint provided by Riptide. As the doors shifted open, Kevin's eyes widened even further: the room was dark except for the glow of monitors all along the wall of the room and a massive hologram of something in the center of the room. It looked like something straight out of a sci-fi flick, or one of Kevin's less literal wet dreams.

"Welcome to Eyewitness." Riptide sounded rather proud as he introduced the new area, extending an arm with a flourish all around. "The most state-of-the-art monitoring station in the world. We have real-time satellite access basically anywhere we want it, remote feeds into just about any public security camera that exists, and our own personal set of remote drones with high-fidelity sensor arrays that we can send to any location for in-depth examination. And the center of the room can act to reconstruct an environment to search for anything that can't be immediately seen by our own eyes. We always have at least two techs running things, when the head honcho isn't keeping his eyes on it personally. It's how we can get wherever we need to be as quickly as possible...this station is more responsible for most of the lives we've saved than we are ourselves."

"This...is the absolute coolest thing I have ever seen in my life." Kevin couldn't tear his eyes away from it all, it sucked him in like a vortex and held him there with a death grip. It was a masterpiece of modern technology on a scale he'd rarely even been ambitious enough to dream of being involved in. He'd have paid twenty years of his life to spend twenty hours in here just coming up with inspiration. "How the hell did you pull something like this off? You must have the master of master inventors and technicians on call or something!"

"You could say that! At the very least, we have guys who're the cream of the crop and then some. Quite the investment, I'll admit...I don't even know how much it cost, but the guys who were talking about it were using enough hyperbole to make a banker faint. It's worth it, though, to take down supervillains and save lives. There's been a fair number of guys who've tried to hack in and get us taken down, but none of them have ever succeeded, we really keep the security top-notch. I think you could be pretty helpful in that regard, another pair of eyes with a high tech bent could make things even better."

"You couldn't keep me away! You'd have to drag me out of here some days, I'd bet!"

"Uh-oh, are we gonna have another techno-freak around here?" Kevin looked over as another person walked up towards them - the porcupine hero of the Brotherhood, Pinpoint. He had a wide grin on his face, as he usually tended to; even when he was under extreme pressure he never seemed to lose his good spirit. "You know what happens when you get too many of those kinds of guys in the same room, right? They'll either create the singularity or destroy us entirely."

"So apocalypse either way? And here I thought I was gonna be a good guy."

"Just tryin' to figure out whether I need to update my will or not. You're Techwolf, right? Figured Riptide was gonna have you come around here at some point. I'd ask if you're liking what you're seeing, but I think I can make an assumption on that."

"Yeah, it's been really cool so far, especially this place! I'm kind of at a loss for words, it's like it's everything I expected and yet way more at the same time, you know?"

"Sounds like my reaction to it. Course, I don't have the mind for all the machinery, I'm impressed but it's more casual. I bet you'd get way more into it than I would...that's what ends up happening, the techies end up ruling the world and the rest of us are just along for the ride. You guys can do anything, makes us seem a bit boring by comparison!"

"Boring? You've got one of the most unique abilities I've ever seen! Being able to shoot your own quills like they were arrows, and changing and shaping them on the fly, no one's ever done that! I don't think I could make any sort of tech that could do that!"

Pinpoint shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not, but I ain't bothered. I am who I am, and that isn't changing. I'm glad you're into my powers, though, I wasn't always so keen on them myself."

"Really? But they're so cool and unique!"

"Yeah, and they've been a pain in the ass to use at times. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like the ideas, totally! But when you're using parts of your own body as ammo, you run into some issues. I tore up so many shirts, and it already takes ages for me to find anything to wear. Any time I actually used my powers, I had to basically go shirtless or rip another one up...so yeah, there are way too many pics of me out there bare-chested."

"I don't think everyone minds that," Riptide said with a snicker.

"Yeah, but it got expensive! Really, at one point I was pretty much having to decide whether I was going to replace my clothes or pay my rent or something. But then Tecton showed me these suits, and said they could design one that wouldn't tear apart when I used my abilities and would let all my quills through properly. Now that I don't have any worries about destroying things, it's a lot easier to appreciate my abilities! Yeah, there's a bunch of other upsides, but that's the one that I care about!"

"These suits are really something...I really wanna meet the guy who's behind them. Is he here, by any chance?"

"He sure is...I'm betting Riptide'll get you around to him at some point, if he can drag you away from this place at least!"

"Hey, I can drag just about anyone anywhere I want," Riptide replied. "I could heft Overgrowth around with one hand, you know!"

"Yeah, but this place is like a supermagnet for tech geeks. Can't underestimate that draw!"

"This whole building is," Kevin exclaimed. "I think I'm probably gonna end up going catatonic if I don't get directed around!"

Pinpoint snickered a bit. "You remind me of someone...hey, Riptide, has he been to the Armory yet? You gotta show him around there, and have him meet Warmark. I think they're gonna be working pretty closely together."

The orca nodded. "You're right, and I should probably get him over there. Thanks, Pinpoint, catch you later."

"No prob! Later!"

"Armory? You guys have a literal armory?" Kevin asked hurriedly as Riptide brought him out of the monitoring center. "With all your abilities, I didn't think you'd really need one!"

"Well, sometimes the right tool for the job isn't the one you were born with. We can't plan for everything, but we try to plan for as much as possible...if we know there's a threat out there that we can make a tool for, we will. Of course, because we're usually looking for that threat when we come across it, it's pretty close by...and if I'm right, Warmark's gonna be in there as well."

Kevin's eyes widened. Of course...the Brotherhood's first and foremost member, and one of his longtime inspirations. And now...he was going to see the real guy under the armor? This day was getting way too good. "Oh, man...I'm actually meeting Warmark! I have no idea what to say to him!"

"You've been doing fine so far, I think you'll do just fine here!" The next door was shoved open, leading to a large room that was lined all around with lockers of different sizes. Some of them looked pretty massive, others were a more manageable size, and Kevin could see a few with nameplates on them - most likely personal lockers for each of the heroes. He wondered if there was a size limit, because his own collection would probably end up being pretty massive eventually...

But eventually his attention was drawn pretty strictly to one thing: the armored suit and the olinguito standing next to it, doing some kind of inspection. The suit was better known than the man, but one look was enough to know that they were linked intrinsically. His breathing quickened a bit, now feeling a mild sense of anxiety mixed with his awe; he idolized all the heroes of the brotherhood, and fantasized about several of them quite a bit, but if there was one that he could call his inspiration it was Warmark. He was a tech hero, too, one who went a little more on the brute-force side than he did, but even considering that, he was pretty close to the kind of thing Kevin wanted to reach...being here close to him, he felt a bit of pressure on him to not disappoint him.

"Hey, Olly, you gonna join us anytime here?" Riptide asked pointedly.

"Must I? I'm in the middle of something here...maintenance doesn't do itself, you know."

"You keep saying that, but I know for a fact you have diagnostics running constantly, and your self-repair systems are constantly getting better."

"Self-repair and maintenance are two different things. Just because it's not damaged doesn't mean it's working properly."

"He's right, you know," Kevin agreed. "There's all sorts of things that can go wrong that aren't actually breaking. It doesn't matter how many computers or systems you have running, you still have to look over everything yourself and make sure there's nothing that can't be easily found."

"Hmph, I still think you guys are going a bit overboard. Spend so much time looking over this stuff that you don't have time for anything else."

The olinguito sighed. "That's because you're a meathead in meatspace. Your abilities are always there and always on, they don't go haywire nearly as easily. Me, I overlook one thing and I'm a tin can with a squishy center in the middle of a firefight. And let me tell you, it's rare for that story to end well. I'm sure your guest can relate."

"Yeah, he could relate to you a lot better if you talked to him." Riptide shook his head and gave Kevin a what-can-you-do grin. "Sorry, Olly's usually more responsive, he just gets...engaged, I guess."

"Well, I don't like to interrupt him if he is...though, I really kinda want to look at that armor. I've been wanting to for years, though, a little bit more weight isn't going to hurt anything."

"Glad someone understands." Finally Olly tore himself away from the armor and smiled warmly at Kevin, extending a paw to shake. "Nice to meet you. Most people know me as Warmark, but while I'm out of armor you can just call me Olly. So long as you keep that on the down low outside of here, of course."

"I wouldn't dream of telling anyone. You're sure that's okay, though? Everyone else didn't give their names out."

"Yeah, it's just a thing. Really, the suit is what makes it Warmark, I'm just the guy in the tin can, so it feels a bit weird to be called Warmark when I'm not in it. Plus, it helps with the façade; the more I'm used to being called by my regular name outside the suit, the less likely I'm gonna slip and accidentally respond to Warmark."

Kevin nodded in understanding. "I guess that makes sense. If they don't know what's inside you're not a target."

"You got it. Sure, I'm doing the hero thing pretty much full-time now, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm nice and squishy on the best of days. Not like Riptide here, who could take on a freight train and win no matter what time it is, I don't have any actual powers so I have to be careful...but why am I lecturing you on that? You know all about it."

"Yeah, I do...I spent months getting in shape before I ever set foot out there as a hero type, just so I felt like I stood a real chance. And even then, it's been dicey...I do my best to protect myself, but something in the wrong place could end it right away. And if they were to find out when I wasn't with my gear...well, that's why I have the voice modulator. That, and there are certain people I don't want to find out what I do at night. My parents freak out about me just living around here, if they knew..." Kevin shook his head solemnly. "I've got a circle of friends who know about it, but I'm still trying to keep it down low until I'm confident that I can handle myself."

"A good choice. I know some heroes are starting to ditch the whole alternate identity thing, and I can't say I blame them, it's a pain in the ass to deal with. But there are reasons to have one for some of us...the Brotherhood doesn't require anyone to hide their identity, but you can't go revealing anything anyone wants to keep secret. If you do go public, though, you have the option to live here, keeping yourself secure when you're not in action." Olly chuckled a bit. "Though, even if you don't live here, I get the feeling you'll be here a lot, and trying to pick my brain for ideas about your own tech."

"Ah heh...am I that obvious?" Kevin felt himself turning a bit red, and smiled embarrassedly. "I don't wanna horn in on your role...I'm just super interested in everything in here, and your suit's been kind of an enigma to most of us. Some of my college buddies could talk for hours about what they wanted to know about your armor and what they thought they knew about it...heh, I was part of them. But...I don't think I'd be that effective in armor like that. I'd be too worried about locking up or something...having my body more free is more comfortable."

"I'm sure we can figure something out. The beauty of tech is that it can fill a lot of roles...hm, I could see you as more of a support/scout type, hit-and-evade attacker. You're built that way, too...heh, when you've got a build like mine, you kinda want there to be a lot of armor between you and the foe." Olly rubbed his belly a bit. "And the padding helps when you're getting knocked around inside."

"Does your armor interface with that suit at all? It looks like it's pretty similar to Riptide's...and everyone else's here, too."

"Oh, yeah, that's standard equipment. You'll get one if you're part of us, it'll be the first thing you get. And yeah, there's all sorts of stuff you can do with it, it has its limits like everything else but even within those limits you've got a lot of freedom. Heh, and it's nice to be able to change the style, even if I'm usually hiding it under a ton of metal."

"It seems really cool, I can think of a ton of things I'd like to do with a suit like that...it'd make me a lot more comfortable when out in combat, for sure."

Olly nodded. "You want to go get one?"

"Huh? I...well yeah, but you said I'd only get one if I was part of the Brotherhood...I don't think I've passed yet..."

"Actually, you have," Riptide stated. "Mission control's been listening in, and they've given you the green light."

"Wait, what? But...what about the tests?"

Olly chuckled. "Riptide's been taking you around, right? What did you think that was?"

"I...oh. Of course...those would be the tests...you'd want me not to have any idea what they were so you could get the real me." Kevin mentally smacked himself, in hindsight it was pretty obvious that it would be a character test, not a physical one. If they were even considering him they had to expect that he was capable of performing the job, but whether he would make a good hero was another question.

"You got a lot of good reviews...handled everything really well, and made a bunch of friends. It's usually a good sign when everyone you've talked to thinks you're a good guy - last time we had that was Riptide. So I think we can go ahead and get you squared away right away, unless you're having any misgivings?"

"Oh, hell no! I'm as ready as anything!"

"Hah, good, good! Riptide, you'll take him down to Fox, then? I suspect he'll be ready and waiting."

Riptide nodded, a huge grin on his own face. "Oh, yeah...no doubt he's chomping at the bit."

"Uh, who's Fox?" Kevin asked.

"Fox is the brains behind the Brotherhood. Used to be a more public hero, but now he's basically an administrator, and a brilliant technical mind. Even better than mine, but, well, that's one reason we're together."

"Oh, really? Huh...I wonder why he doesn't take a more active role? Did something happen?"

"You could say that...you probably know about the scandals from several years back, he was caught up in them. Probably the biggest casualty of them, even."

"The biggest...wh-whoa, wait, hold up! Fox is...THAT'S Fox?!"

Olly grinned widely. "Sounds like you put two and two together!"

"That's...how? I didn't even know he was still alive, he dropped off the face of the earth after...I was so disappointed, I'd been wanting to meet him for years! He's...he's been with the Brotherhood the whole time?"

"The whole time and then some. It was his idea, actually...but he wanted no part of the spotlight, so it fell to me to be the public face of it. Since a group made no sense without at least two members, it was a bit tricky until we dealt with Tecton and got him on our side. He's able to keep out of the public eye, but he's get his fingers in everything that's here, and helps keep it all running smoothly."

"That's so crazy! I...oh, man, I hope I don't make an ass of myself when I meet him..."

"We'll find out, I think," Riptide said teasingly. "So let's go see him and see what happens!"

---

Deep underneath the Brotherhood headquarters lay another complex, with another maze of rooms and hallways that left Kevin dizzy. Even following Riptide, he felt like he was getting lost in a labyrinth...yet, he was having a hard time caring about that. The prospect of meeting yet another legend had him so giddy, he could hardly stand it. Everything about the Brotherhood had exceeded his already astronomical expectations, it was almost too good to be true...it almost felt like there had to be a catch somewhere.

Soon he was led into an incredibly spacious lab area, with much of the room taken up by tables and tables of chemistry and computers, a vast array of liquids bubbling and boiling, compounds sitting in beakers and boxes, all of it completely incomprehensible to Kevin. The far end looked more interesting with mostly computers and electronics, and a few ant-farm-looking contraptions that were holding something too small for him to see from where he was. The other end of the room was much emptier, with mats on the floor for some purpose, perhaps for test subjects.

And in the middle of it all, wearing goggles and writing excitedly on a clipboard, was a five-foot arctic fox in a lab coat, with long yellow hair tied off in two braids. He was looking positively gleeful over something, whatever experiment he was doing, there was the crazed look in his eye of a very successful, and slightly mad, experimenter. He might have been nervous if he hadn't known exactly who it was. Sanmer Lemarre, one of the premiere scientific geniuses the world over, renowned for his association with superheroes and his contributions to their causes. A bit on the cracked side, according to some, but most geniuses were.

"Riptide! Techwolf! So you've come at last! I trust you've been enjoying your tour of the place, Techwolf? It's a real masterpiece, if I do say so myself! Probably the most advanced building in all of Galles City...maybe even the world, no matter what those others try to claim! Of course, I'd have to see them for myself to be sure, but I doubt they'd exceed this, after all I was the one in charge here!"

He said it all in a rapid-fire pace without even looking up from his notes - if he hadn't acknowledged them by name Kevin might've thought he was talking to himself. "Wow...it's really you! I...I had no idea you were still around and doing stuff! Not after...well, you know..."

"Bah, a little thing like that wouldn't keep me down! Well, okay, it ended up being more than a little thing, but it just meant I had to drop a little further under the radar. Which ended up being a good thing in a way, because the more people think I don't exist anymore, the less they suspect how much of a role I really do have! So they have no reason to get uptight about any associations someone might have with me through two or three degrees of separation...even most of the heroes don't know who they're dealing with, apart from the Brotherhood obviously. Though it would be nice to be more open, but if it means having to deal with more dirty laundry, no thank you!"

"Can't say I blame you for that..." Kevin couldn't forget what had happened - there'd been a huge public exposé about a variety of heroes and their associates a few fears back by a tabloid that had a rather unsavory reputation. They'd revealed not only full identifying information about quite a few heroes, but some sordid secrets about them, including past criminal histories, shameful associations, and especially sexual deviances. It had gotten quite a bit of the public freaking out about who they were putting their safety and well-being into, and it had had serious consequences for a lot of people. A number of heroes were targeted and went into hiding, several were forced into retirement or went underground, and a few had to deal with some very public backlash if they decided to stick it out. Sanmer had been one to disappear after some of his sexual proclivities had come to light, with some things that made people very leery included in that list. To Kevin, it had been supremely unfair - they'd done so much good for the world, who cared about their fetishes? "It was so stupid to make such a big deal out of all that. None of those people deserved that, they made a huge mess of things and put a lot of people in danger."

"Entirely correct, but some people will do that just for the money or attention. It's a shame, but there's little that can be done about it. However, I haven't given up, and I'll keep fighting the good fight so long as I have the breath! Just, from a different position. But enough about me!" Sanmer checked the clipboard across the room, where it landed cleanly against the wall and stuck without any problem. "I've been tracking you since you got in, and it seems like you've passed all the requirements for becoming a part of the Brotherhood! I can honestly say I'm glad to see that, we've had a couple of rejected candidates lately and I was really hoping to see some good things out of you for all our sakes!"

"It's a dream come true, for sure! I promise that I'll do my best to keep evil down and make sure people are safe and happy!"

"Excellent! Now, we'll be needing to get you one of our special Brotherhood suits, they're the one required piece of equipment that we have, but I think you'll find that you'll be quite happy to have it!"

Kevin nodded eagerly. "Oh, yeah, definitely! I saw how it helped Riptide yesterday, and the other guys were all really happy with them, so I'm sure it's good to have! You gotta tell me how they work!"

Sanmer cackled. "Ah, it's nice to have an eager mind in here! No offense, Riptide."

"None taken, I can't keep up with either of you that way," Riptide replied with an eye roll.

"Well, you want some info, I can give you some! This suit is a special design of my own, far more advanced than any hero suit that I've ever made! You might remember that I considered that a bit of a specialty of mine back before 'the incident,' but going underground gave me the privacy and time I needed to create something better than ever! I managed to develop a particular polymer that was extensively malleable under the right conditions and highly durable under others, allowing for both design flexibility and superior protection! But the trick was figuring out how to take advantage of both at the same time, since it's hard to keep it in both states at once, and the draw is to be able to use both! The answer came to me in a dream: nanomachines! I could create a set of nanites that would scour the suit, allowing its state to be changed when desired, so that one could get both benefits with ease! And some added programming allowed them to participate in repair as well, making them further beneficial! The combination led to the best hero suit that one can find!"

Kevin was nodding along eagerly, looking more and more excited by the moment; even if it wasn't revealing additional capabilities, the technology behind it was incredibly appealing to him. "That sounds super awesome! Will it work with my gadgets? I don't want to have any interference if I can avoid it, but maybe they'll work with my tech instead of against it..."

Sanmer nodded happily. "We can try to figure something out once I see your designs, the nanites shouldn't interfere with anything but integration with other tech isn't beyond our ability! That would be a special order, though...right now, I think starting with the basic set of nanites would be the best idea, I'll need to understand your gadgets before I can work them in! So, are you ready to be outfitted?"

"Too ready! Is there a dressing room of some sort? Am I gonna have to be fitted?"

"Ah, no no no! This special suit requires a special construction, we don't just have one here for you! We'll just have to make it in a jiffy!"

"Make it?" Kevin's head cocked in confusion. "How do we make it?"

"In the most fun way you can imagine! And for this, we'll need Riptide's help. But come, over to the testing area!" Sanmer darted off to the matted, open area at the far end, quickly followed by Kevin and Riptide. He grabbed a kit off the last table before then, opening it up and playing around with the contents a bit. "This suit is self-replicating, the fastest way to get a new one is to create it from one that already exists. And it'll fit to you perfectly, but in order for that to happen, it requires a DNA sample. So you'll need to provide one of those to a same of the suit, and then allow it to fit to you."

"Ah, okay. So do you need like a blood sample or something? I'm sure I could provide one, I'm not that keen on needles but I've toughed it out before."

Sanmer giggled madly. "Now, what part of that would be the most fun you can imagine? No, this'll be done a better way. Now, I need you to drink this!" He shoved a flask into Kevin's hand, with a strangely-colored liquid inside, some kind of dark green. "Special compound that'll prepare your body and prime the suit to replicate. It's got some minor transmitters that'll send signals to the nanites, as well as a few other things. Drink it down, now!"

It seemed weird, but Kevin couldn't smell anything offensive about it, and with a shrug he tipped his head back and downed the contents of the flask. It was mostly tasteless, a little bit of a goopy texture but otherwise not too bad...for a little bit nothing happened, and then he started to feel a bit funny, his body starting to react in some way. It didn't take too long for him to realize how, once he felt his cock starting to slip out of his sheath. His quickening breathing betrayed his rising arousal quite effectively. "Ah...is that...supposed to happen?"

"It is indeed! Get those clothes off, now...I think you've got some work to do! Riptide?"

Riptide was grinning so broadly it looked like his face might stretch out of proportion. "I'm as ready for this as I could possibly be, boss."

"Excellent! Then why don't you provide our new recruit with a little incentive?" Another giggle from the fox, as Kevin didn't seem to need much, he was getting his clothes off so fast he was threatening to damage them. Still, Riptide did as he knew he should, turning around and bending over, his hands hitting the mat and his tail raising high. Kevin was shocked to see his pucker visible through the rear of the suit, winking and flexing at him. Holy shit, now THAT'S form-fitting...

"Come and get some, Techwolf," Riptide said, his deep voice suddenly taking a rather seductive tone, at least to Kevin's ears. He didn't need to be told twice - not just being with his idol, but getting to have sex with him? Could this day get any better? He rushed over, taking position behind him, his cock hard and dripping, so in need of action that he could barely think. Through the haze, he heard Riptide's voice again: "Don't hold back on my account, you hear? I like it hard."

He heard, and obeyed. With alacrity he rammed into that tight passage, sinking in all the way to the knot on his first go. Instantly a loud pair of moans rang out in the room as pleasure rushed through both of them, the coupling proving to be just what each needed. Kevin's tongue lolled out as he felt himself shiver at the rush; it had been over a year since his last action, before he'd gotten serious about the hero thing, and that plus the stuff Sanmer had given him was making him almost delirious with pleasure. Despite the suit seemingly being tucked in, he could feel the orca's bare passage against his shaft, hot and even decently slick, absolute heaven for him. He didn't waste much time getting into rhythm, pulling out and diving back in eagerly.

"Y-yeah, just like that!" It was a very different sort of need and relief for Riptide; he hadn't been without action for months, but one particular thing had been kept from him for most of that time. As Kevin's cock drove in, he could feel the suit receding around his own sizable dick, slowly exposing him to the air. The tightness, the tension that had been wrapping him up was disappearing slowly, every thrust bringing him closer to release. He knew it wouldn't really take hold until the end, but the anticipation was almost as sweet as the climax would be. And the wolf wasn't a bad lay for being so much smaller, either, he was packing decently down below and definitely had the energy to give Riptide the kind of ride he enjoyed. He started clenching his hole down around that thrusting cock, making himself tighter and Kevin's pleasure even higher, spurring him on.

Sanmer merely watched the lewd scene, drinking in it readily, gently rubbing his crotch as the two heroes got it on. He still had a bit too much work to do to get the full enjoyment out of this...but all the cameras around, sending the recording straight to his personal archives, ensured that he would be getting the most out of it later, without question. And this was only the first part of that...parts two and three might be even better. And thinking of part 3, he quickly pressed a button under his coat with his free hand, sending a signal out soundlessly. No sense in wasting time getting that ready...

Soon both Riptide and Kevin were panting hard, their bodies reaching their limit rather rapidly due to their respective needs. Kevin was leaning over the orca, trying to drive in with as much force as he could to the bigger male, clenching his jaw as he felt himself reach the verge of orgasm. His arms were wrapped around that thick tail, using it to steady himself as he pounded in, his legs getting a bit shaky. His knot was smacking against Riptide's entrance, wet slaps ringing out as he tried to shove himself in. "Ngh...gonna..."

"Aaah...give it to me, Kevin! Get that knot in there!" Riptide bellowed desperately. He was so close, he could feel that lock just about to release...just one more ingredient, and he would be there. He pushed back against Kevin's next thrust, and the added force was enough - the wolf's knot popped in, linking them together. Kevin let out a mini-howl as he started to unload inside Riptide, an ample load pasting the orca's insides.

Finally, at long last, the switch was flipped. A loud yell issued from Riptide's throat as his cock shot hard, a thick wave of orca cum plastering itself onto the mat just from the first pulse. Months of pent-up fluid was rushing out from the newly-freed dick, splashing below him and making a rather enormous mess. He didn't care, finally he was released, and never had it felt so good, the rush of fluid through his opening was more satisfying than ever. Clenching and writhing, his fists balling up underneath him, he rode out the long climax as much as he could, letting the ecstasy pound him as hard as the last supervillain had.

It took some time for both participants to settle down, but eventually they were left panting on the mat, Kevin looking almost ready to fall over. There was a huge puddle of semen on the mat, but it seemed to be slowly soaking through, almost like it was draining off. Another feature Sanmer rather liked, since it made clean-up a lot less challenging...he was flushed a bit himself, trying hard not to overdo it at the current moment. Oh, yes, he'd be watching this a few times...but it wasn't done yet.

Riptide had been prepared for the next part, but it was still a strange feeling. He felt something start rushing to his balls, pumping them up in size...the activation trigger had been sent, Kevin's DNA sample had been processed and was now being readied. He'd have to get into action pretty quickly or it might get uncomfortable. "Ngh...Kevin, it's your turn now...I need ya to get out."

"Might be...a bit tricky..." The wolf righted himself a bit, but he was still firmly knotted inside Riptide. "I'm a bit, er, tied up..."

"Hah, you think I can't handle that? Just pull it out!"

"Are you...okay..." Of course Riptide could handle it, if anyone could it was the most resilient Brotherhood hero. Gritting his teeth, he gripped the orca's rear and pulled, hard...with a slurp, his knot disengaged, and he stumbled backwards, landing on his butt. The wince of discomfort at the impact was cut off when he saw the expanding package Riptide was getting. "Whoa...what the hell?"

"That's your suit! Well, the start of it, anyway!" Sanmer's voice made Kevin jump a bit. "But to get it on you, Riptide's gonna have to return that favor...you'd better be up to that challenge!"

Still a bit woozy, Kevin nodded and grinned. "No way I'm backing out now!" In an instant, he turned and dropped to all fours, raising his wagging tail for Riptide, who was now upright and looming over him. In this position he looked rather imposing...but Kevin had been imagining him like that for a long time, and it was only making him hornier. "Come on, Riptide, show me what you've got!"

"You want to know what I've got?" Riptide let out a deep laugh, one that was almost a bit threatening and sent a shiver down his spine. "I don't think you can handle that...you think you're tough enough to take even a fraction of my strength?"

"Ngh...I want it, but I probably can't handle it...give me what you think I can handle, then."

"Gladly. And don't worry..." Riptide leaned over Kevin as his cock pressed against the wolf's tight hole. "The suit is very helpful for reinforcement...you'll be a lot tougher with it on, and then you'll get to feel me at my strongest, I promise."

"Ohhhh...gods, give it to me, as soon as possible!"

"You got it!" Riptide bucked in, and Kevin gasped as the thick orca cock speared his body, the thick shaft stretching his body intensely. He was super glad he'd done practice with some larger toys, otherwise he might not have been able to take it...as it was, it was a strain on him, making his body ache with the pressure. But he welcomed it, he didn't want to be treated with kid gloves...it wasn't like his enemies weren't going to be rough with him, and they probably wouldn't feel as good doing it.

"Ngh, yeah, fuck, it's about damn time..." A deep groan rang out from Riptide as he started pounding the wolf's tight ass, his cock wrapped tight in something other than the suit for a change. It wasn't even close to the hardest he could go, but he was still surprised that Kevin could handle it - it was quite a bit rougher than he'd have gone normally. Being deprived for so long saw him with less restraint than he would normally have...of course, Sanmer would enjoy that, so he wasn't exactly trying hard to stop it. Putting on a show for the boss would curry some extra favor, and it was good to stay on his good side.

It didn't take too long for Kevin to adjust to the harsh screwing, and once the discomfort was down to a low burn he was really getting into it. "Yesss...fuck, Riptide, that's so good...ngh, harder..." His rear was shoving back into Riptide's thrusts every time the big hero hammered home, clenching down what little it could against the force that was breaking it open. He'd never gotten it this hard before, but if this was what it was like, he knew he'd want it again. His cock was leaking badly, making the matting underneath quite soaked with his precum, splattering all over as the impacts from Riptide's thrusts pushed his body around.

And Riptide was giving it to him harder than ever, responding to his requests quite happily and drilling him extra hard. Those swollen, heavy balls swung hard against the wolf, smacking against him vigorously, almost painfully for Kevin but feeling incredibly good for Even better, he was starting to twist his dick around inside Kevin, using his exceptional control to find and press against his most pleasurable points within his body. It was getting too good for him to handle, his claws were digging into the mat, thankfully not tearing it up. The orca laughed through pants and grunts. "Hah, you like that?"

"Gods...Riptide!" It was all he could say just to say that, the pleasure was getting to him hard. Before he knew it, his orgasm was coming on fast, and he let out a breathless cry as his started shooting his load onto the mat. It was a ferocious climax, and it felt like it was aided by every wild entry of that cock into his body, forcing another squirt out of him at high velocity. His back arched and his rear end tightened as wave after wave of delightful sensation coursed through him, almost making him blank out.

But it was nothing compared to what happened next. A loud yell erupted from Riptide, his hands gripping Kevin tight as he started shooting into the wolf. What came out was thicker, goopier than what the typical semen, and it was filling him rapidly, staying deep within him, almost clumping inside in a large ball. To Riptide it felt like the typical orgasm except for how long it was lasting and how much was coming out...the amount made his virile load seem like a raindrop in comparison. Each shot forced more of that strange polymer into Kevin, shrinking his testes back to their normal size slowly. To Kevin, it was the weight and pressure within him that were strangest, and felt stranger still as his orgasm faded away, leaving nothing but those weird sensations inside him.

It felt like a good few minutes before Riptide's body had ejected the entire load into Kevin. Only when the shooting stopped completely did the orca pull out; despite having just cum for the longest single period ever, there wasn't a trace of anything on his cock, not even a drip at the tip. "Okay...phew...that was weirder than I thought it would be. Just stay there, it's gonna come out now...just be patient and let it happen."

"Okay...ngh, yeah, I feel it..." The stuff was writhing around within him, twisting and turning...it felt like a weird churning in his stomach, like he was sick or something except he didn't feel ill. then he felt it start to warp around inside him, and start to spread...he felt it leaking out of him, streaming slowly outside of his ass. The feeling of the smooth, flexible material starting to press against him, matting his fur down against his skin, was rather odd, but not necessarily bad. "That's so weird, but so cool...when will I knew it's done?"

"When it stops moving," Riptide stated. "Best not to move much while it's forming, otherwise it doesn't settle as quickly."

"Okay..." As instructed, he stayed still, letting the polymer flow over him slowly, increasing its coverage on his body. The weight within him faded as more and more got over him, finishing covering his legs and creeping up his torso. He let out a bit of a gasp as it crawled up his still erect cock, slowly encasing it from his balls to his sheath, then up his dick, slowly swallowing the knot and then more of it up to the tip...he could have sworn he felt it worming its way down inside his cock, a strange sensation that distracted him from the movement of the rest of the stuff. Whatever was going on inside there was making him feel tight, almost like a pinching except not truly painful, if not exactly comfortable...in fact it felt like his whole genital area was being worked over in a similar way. "Ah...is this normal?"

"Yeah, totally normal." But the tone of Riptide's voice was odd, something Kevin couldn't quite place. "But it should be almost over...looks like you've nearly got full coverage."

"Yeah..." Kevin felt the movement slow as it reached up near his neck, ending in the collar around his neck. The movement slowed, and he felt it all solidify around him, locking itself it. Slowly he stood up, testing the material; it flexed around him extremely well, almost as if he wasn't wearing anything at all. In fact the whole suit felt very comfortable, not hot like he might have imagined...it breathed in a way that the best jersey he'd ever worn couldn't match up. "Wow...this is even better than I thought! This'll really make me more durable, you think?"

"I know for a fact!" Sanmer said, sounding quite pleased with himself. "On top of that, it's got another benefit, wearing the suit over time also strengthens the body! It's a modest improvement, but that type of effect helps in a lot of ways! I made it that way because if you can shift the suit's coverage, it would provide less protection, and I wanted to make up for that so that it wouldn't become useless if you were trying to hide it."

"Wow, that's pretty nifty. I hope I don't have to test it out in too many ways, though! Uhm...it feels kind of tight around the crotch, though. That's about the only place that feels unusual...is that normal?"

"Of course, did you not hear Riptide? That's perfectly normal...at least, for now."

"For now?" Kevin looked up at Sanmer quizzically, and got a bit of a jolt when he saw the devilish grin on the fox's face.

"Yes, yes...see, the suit has another special function which I didn't exactly tell you about. It allows me to have access to certain functions...namely, ones that involve your equipment. I can deliver some nice stimulation at my own discretion...your cock, your balls, your prostate, all of it is at my command. All I need to do is send the signal, and you'll feel it. And there's a rudimentary collective AI in the nanites that will sometimes act on its own to stimulate you, as well."

"Wait, what? What the-"

"Oh, and there's one other thing. That tightness you feel? That's a little feature I've added as well. While that's present, you can't orgasm. At all. Unless I allow it, you'll be kept from ever reaching that peak...it'll allow you to feel pleasure as much as usual, but never the last bit."

Kevin's eyes widened. "You're...you're kidding! Hey, come on, is this just a practical joke? Or a hazing of the new guy? You can't be serious about that..."

"Oh, I am. I'm surprised, you think that would be beyond me? I thought you knew all about my peculiarities...my penchant for strange, 'deviant' desires...and you think a little thing like this would be crazy?"

That statement struck him. Yes, he knew Sanmer had some weird fetishes, they had been exposed in rather ugly fashion. He hadn't heard of this, though...controlling heroes through their suits? Making it so they couldn't orgasm? That sounded pretty insane. "Well...you said you could release it, right? Maybe that means...I just have to make you release me, right? Maybe I could force you to...I know I'm not equipped but I think I could take you..."

Kevin started towards Sanmer, but he hadn't gotten three steps before he felt a jolt through his cock. It was potent, sending him to his knees in a mix of pain and pleasure...and it didn't fully stop, suddenly there was a vibration and electrical stimulation in his cock and balls. It only seemed to get worse when he put his hands on it, forcing him to take them away and cling to the mat in order to let it go. By the time it seemed to fade, his cock was fully hard again, leaking pre through the suit at the tip.

"Another thing I didn't mention...there's also a punishment feature," Sanmer said deviously. "If, say, you try to come after me, I can make you nice and hard, and send shocks through that sensitive spot. And the AI can do it too...say, if you're doing something wrong, it'll react based on the whims I'd want. Especially if you try to tell people about it..."

"Tell people...ah!" Kevin's head snapped to Riptide. "That was what you were gonna mention before you ran off! That's why...that's why you had to leave?"

Riptide nodded, looking slightly guilty. "Sorry, Kevin...I would've warned you if I'd've been able to. I kind of didn't have a lot of choice, though. And...well, you were so eager to join the Brotherhood, I hoped that you'd find it an acceptable sacrifice."

"You...knew they would do that to me?"

"Yeah. That's...kind of what happens when you join the Brotherhood. Everyone's gone through it...apparently, even Olly. Though, I think he kind of let Sanmer do that to him. But yeah, that's why I was having trouble when I found you...and, um, the only way to unlock it is to recruit another member to the Brotherhood. After that, well, you can still get the punishment and pleasure, but you'll be free to actually cum at your own will."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The idea that the Brotherhood had such a kinky secret, and barely hiding beneath the surface...it was shocking, though he couldn't really deny that it was a bit arousing. He'd had a few deviant desires himself, though nothing along these lines...he'd always wondered about whether they could be satisfied. "Fuck...anything else I should know now that I'm trapped?"

"Just that he has cameras everywhere. Even out in the field. He'll be watching and enjoying the teasing or punishment."

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised, with that monitoring system you guys have. Kind of lucky that you got a gay guy, I guess."

Sanmer shook his head, still grinning madly. "Luck has little to do with it, Kevin."

"How do you...wait...I never told you guys my name! How did you-"

"You think I don't have my eyes on new heroes all the time? I'm always looking for good recruits for the Brotherhood - people who are noble, good-hearted, work well as a team...and who happen to also be kinky faggots. The kind of people who might find themselves on the wrong end of snoops and prudes, and be driven to repress themselves or hide away rather than being able to embrace their desires. I looked up information on you, Kevin, the first time you set out to play your role...it was no accident that Riptide was in the area! You don't have to hide anything from us, Kevin, not who you are or what you like...everyone here is a gay kinkster of some kind, and this is a place where everyone will let you indulge in your fantasies. That's one reason why the suit improves your personal endurance, so you can take anything they want to give. This one just happens to be one of my kinks...as long as I have one, I'm happy, so the deal's the same. You find someone to take your place as the new recruit, and you'll get this bit of freedom yourself."

"Just don't expect it to be right away," Riptide said. "You're the third guy I tried...the others didn't really have the right temperament. But hey, you won't be alone...at the very least, you'll have some help getting ideas for new guys to bring in."

Well, it was a bit late to back out now...but the more Kevin thought on it, the less of a bad deal it seemed. Okay, not being able to cum for what might be weeks or months would suck...but everyone here had had to go through the same thing, even the people who founded the organization. This was just another test he had to pass to be part of the Brotherhood...and really, it was the first actual test he was facing, what he'd gone through earlier barely qualified. Surely he could take this. And being among fellow kinksters, people who wouldn't judge his own hidden fantasies and who'd let them be realized...well, that was the kind of company he'd be more than happy to keep. Plus, it was still the freaking Brotherhood - he hadn't stopped idolizing them, and getting to fuck them? The good was definitely outweighing the bad. "Okay, fine. I can deal with this. I'll just have to do my best to earn some relief until I can find someone else."

"Good, good...if you do a really good job on something, perhaps I'll give you a taste of freedom. It's more fun if you get some air before you surface, anyway. But now...I think it's time we get you properly initiated."

"Wait, that wasn't it?"

"Oh, that was part of it. But there's one last piece to it." The doors to the lab opened, and Kevin turned around to see a flood of new individuals enter and make their way towards the mats. His eyes widened again - it was the entire troop of heroes, all of whom were sporting erections, ones that weren't nearly as covered as his own was.

Well, do I really need to ask what the initiation's gonna entail?

Really, though, the only downside was that he couldn't actually get his rocks off. Beyond that...even if his eyes had mostly focused on Riptide, it wasn't like the others weren't sexy as hell. If this was what things were going to be like around here...well, he had a feeling he could get used to it. So he just gave a resigned smile and raised his arms towards them. "All come for a taste of the fresh meat, eh? I'm gonna have to ask you to take turns, all of you at the same time might break me."

"Hah, nice," Pinpoint said with a chuckle. "Talk about being right in the spirit of things...a lot less uptight than Richard was, for sure."

"Hey, not everyone deals with having THAT kind of surprise sprung on them so easily!" Riptide grumbled.

Kevin looked over at him curiously. "Wait...Richard?"

The orca nodded. "Yep, that's my name. Initiation's not just about the screwing...we're all brothers here, and we all have to trust each other, so you're going to know our names as well. Why don't you introduce yourself to them, to start things off?"

"Oh, uh...yeah, okay." Kevin nodded to the group, smiling nervously. "My name's Kevin Cardell. I, uh, I go by Techwolf, but that's...that might change, if I can think of a better one. Now, uh, don't keep me waiting...not like our boss here, who's gonna keep me waiting for a LONG time, apparently..."

"You're taking it pretty well, all things considered." Olly stepped up, grinning at Kevin warmly. "You know, it was originally a punishment...well, that an a means of control. Our bear friend here didn't adjust his attitude overnight. Then Sanmer found out how much he liked it...it kind of became tradition.We all went through it, even me...so we all know what kind of experience you're having, it's a way of bringing us closer together. That, and making sure you get nailed nice and hard while you're in this position..." His thick cock was standing straight up, more than ready for action, and he motioned for Kevin to turn down on all fours, which the wolf did immediately. "Grant, why don't you give our new friend a nice taste of yourself?"

"Sounds like a good plan." The otter he'd only known as Echo before stepped around to Kevin's head, pointing his drippy, slightly briny-smelling dick towards the wolf's muzzle. "Mm, I remember this...it's nice to be on the other end, first time I've only had to be part of this one. Make sure you make lots of noise, Kevin, I wanna hear how much you're enjoying this..."

It was an odd request, but Kevin was happy to oblige. He opened up and started wrapping his tongue around the otter cock while pushing his mouth down around it. The taste was pretty distinctly salty and wet, no surprise that Grant would spend a lot of time in the water...with him and Richard both there, the Brotherhood probably had a pool of its own. He didn't mind it, though, as horny as he was he'd probably have sucked the foulest-tasting cock he could imagine. As requested, he let out the loudest, lewdest moans he could muster while getting down on that dick, making Grant moan out rather loudly himself. "Yessss...just like that..."

Behind him, Olly rubbed his cock against Kevin's hole, kneading the foreskin against the passage kept nice and tight by the suit. Taking hold of Kevin's hips, he drove himself in rather hard, forcing his whole cock in in less than a second, his body thumping against the wolf's rear. He let out a bit of a strained moan muffled around Grant's dick; it was a pretty large thing to take so quickly, though not nearly the size of Richard's shaft, so it could've been worse. After Olly started thrusting, though, he felt himself get used to the stretch pretty quickly, and it started to feel a lot nicer...he started to push back into the olinguito, trying to divide his attention between the two as best he could.

That attention quickly became a lot harder to maintain as he felt a buzzing in his cock. The suit was starting to work his magic on him again, the most effective vibrator he could imagine encasing his entire shaft and driving him crazy. He knew he couldn't stop it, and he knew he couldn't climax, and that knowledge only made things harder on him...but he powered through it, focusing on just providing pleasure to his new compatriots the best he could.

Olly's pounding got harder and harder, he started pushing Kevin into Grant's cock more, forcing it into his throat. The wolf's eyes closed tightly as he felt the shaft work its way down, closing down a little bit more and making it harder to provide Grant with the sounds he wanted, though he continued to try his hardest...at least Olly was helping to make up the different, his own grunts and moans a fair bit louder and seeming to have similar effect on the otter. Kevin wasn't exactly sure how or why it was helping, but the otter sure seemed to be getting a kick out of it, if the hand clutching his head and the wanton moans out of his mouth were any indication. He started to swallow and bob more, working Grant's cock as best he could while trying to ignore the ache in his own.

"Ngh...won't be long now..." Olly panted after a few minutes; his precum was liberally lubing up Kevin's hole now, wet smacks and slurps coming with every thrust. He leaned over a bit more, driving in harder and faster than ever, trying to aim for the wolf's prostate and further his torment. It was hard for him to tell, but Kevin's moans seemed to intensify and he seemed to clamp down harder when he hit just right, and he did all he could to touch that spot. For Kevin, it was a spike of pleasure each time that seemed to build up constantly, making his head go hazy in desperate need, his body trying to overcome the block but failing...

"Agh, yeah, fuck!" Grant snarled suddenly. His hands gripped Kevin's ears and pulled, making the wolf yip a bit, which mixed with a cry as he felt Olly nail his sweet spot just right. That seemed to be the trigger that Grant needed, as the warm liquid began to spurt into his throat, a healthy amount pumping down into his gullet. Slowly he pulled back, dragged his cock along the surface of Kevin's tongue until he was shooting right into his mouth, forcing his salty taste along the wolf's tongue. The smells and tastes were driving him crazy...his high-lust state seemed to be making him all the more sensitive.

Just as Grant finished up and pulled out, Olly hit his own limit, letting off a deep grunt as he pumped his seed deep into Kevin. The wolf whimpered as he felt the fluid shooting into him, a stark reminder of his own inability to reach that level...it was weird, a torturous yet rapturous feeling through his body all at once. All he could do was make sure Olly was enjoying himself, grind and tense his rear to milk the olinguito's dick of all he could muster. It got some good, soft purrs out of him before the end, when he finally pulled out, leaving a bit of a sloppy mess around the canine's rear that seemed to disappear rather rapidly. "Phew...that was a lot of fun."

Grant nodded, also a bit breathless. "Yeah, no kidding. Nice job, Kevin. You sounded great."

"Th-thanks..." Kevin replied shakily, his body remaining keenly on edge. "I...sounded great? I didn't know that mattered..."

"Probably not to most, but I...well, kind of have a thing for sound. The more you moan, the sexier it sounds, the more it turns me on. I have, ah, a bit of a history with it...we can discuss that later. Hopefully I'll get you to moan for me again soon, though."

"Heh...well, I think I can oblige you at some point...ngh, right, who's next?"

"That'd be us." Overgrowth and Flexion were approaching, the former as stoic as ever and the latter looking rather giddy, neither one at all drained from their activities earlier. The rhino was hung massively, even bigger than Riptide, and it didn't really surprise Kevin at all that he took his place behind the wolf, where Olly had vacated...he was gonna have to get used to that piece in a hurry. "You can call me Brutus, if you can talk. I tend to take guys' breaths away with my piece...or just straight up lash their muzzles shut. You'd be impressed what I can do with vines, in the right setting...I'll show you that another time."

"Hah, looking forward to it," Kevin replied, trying not to sound tense. God, it felt like he was on the verge of an orgasm constantly now, but unable to get up to that key point. If there was some way to soothe the buzzing in his cock...he yelped a bit as he felt fingers wrap around it. The gecko wasn't standing in front of him like Grant had been, instead he was laying on the ground underneath Kevin, his own muzzle dangerously close to his covered shaft.

"Don't think you can leave me hanging just because I'm like this, wolfy," he giggled as he teasingly tugged on the vibrating wolfcock. "The name's Arlen...I think you're gonna be a lot of fun. And if you think Brutus knows how to tie you down, you'll think again after you see ME in action. Though I tend to like it the other way around, if you know what I mean. Now let's get to work, the faster you make me blow the faster I stop teasing you..."

As if it illustrate the point, he raised his head up and quickly swallowed Kevin's cock all the way down to his knot, not encumbered by the size in the slightest. Kevin couldn't help but howl out as his over-sensitive shaft was suddenly wrapped in a wet tightness...he could swear he could feel every bit of that mouth like there was nothing in between. No doubt another feature of the suit...he forced himself to lower his head and start lapping at Arlen's slit and cock and taking the length into his muzzle, trying to get him going as fast as he could.

It got even harder when he felt Brutus push his huge cock into his still crazy-tight hole. With Olly's seed and a slower pace, he was getting in without being unbearable, but it was still a good strain on him at first, and he involuntarily clenched his jaw shut as the discomfort spiked...right onto the rubbery gecko's shaft. Thankfully the bite didn't do any damage, only making Arlen jump. He giggled again as he pulled briefly off of Kevin. "My, you can be a rough one when worked over right, can't you? Don't worry, I can handle that better than anyone can...it all bounces right off in the end. But you may want to relax, Brutus doesn't really have an easy speed once he gets going..."

"That's why Arlen loves him, of course...little fucker loves being pushed around." Olly was up standing next to Sanmer, enjoying the show now that his part was done, his arm around the fox holding him close. "Work can wait, foxy, you've got a live performance in front of you."

"Ah...I suppose I should, I'm going to be too distracted to keep going at this rate." Sanmer cuddled close to his mate, eyes dreamily drinking in the sight of the trio. Brutus was proving Arlen's point, as he started hammering into the wolf's body hard and fast, his power evident in the sharp smack of his hips into Kevin's and his balls against the wolf's. Kevin was wincing tight, not even bothering to try to keep a gentle touch as he savaged Arlen with his mouth, trying to use it as a distraction from the stretching until his body got more used to it. And Arlen had gone back to torturing Kevin's cock with his own mouth, his long tongue playing with every part of him and his mouth clamping down tighter than anything Kevin had ever had on it.

It all had the fox giddy; he loved seeing new recruits get broken in, knowing exactly what they were going through and that he was the source of it all. "Mm, so good..."

"Reminds me of my time down there...though, I think you were pretty good to me, all things considered." Olly hefted Sanmer up a bit, and soon the two were kissing nice and passionately, their muzzles pushed together and tongues wrapping around each other. Holding his mate tight was a good comfort, for both of them...those long days after the first reveal had been hard on both of them, but everything felt better as long as the two of them were together. And the Brotherhood helped ensure that they'd stay that way.

Finally, Kevin felt his body start to get used to Brutus's hefty endowment, the brief distraction from the relentless pleasure fading away. His moans were coming quickly now, only barely muffled by Arlen's cock as he worked it over harder than ever; the rhino's cock was starting to feel really good, even as hard as he was going. Even Riptide hadn't gone this hard on him, though he knew that the orca had been holding back...as rough as Brutus was, though, it was Arlen that was doing the worst to him, his mouth was delivering unto him a torture that he'd never been through before, multiplying the effect of the buzzing and the pleasure he'd already gotten. He felt like his mind was going to snap from all the tension on him, it made him have his doubts about whether he'd get through another round of this.

"You're gonna either break him or break the dam, one of the two," Brutus grunted in mild amusement; Kevin's torture was his gain, the wolf's ass was working him over like nobody's business. Not unfamiliar to him since he'd been through a couple of these, but it never got old. His steel grip further tightened as he began pounding at top speed, using ass his force to hammer in and bring himself to climax. It only took a little bit of that to push himself over the edge, a huge gush of seed painting the wolf's insides with a furious rush. Kevin could only moan and whimper as he was filled up again, a bigger load than before and yet another sensation on top of all the others to mess with his head.

Thankfully, he was about to get some relief. Arlen's cock was squirting plenty of pre into him, and he could feel the gecko starting to buck into his mouth a little. With his mouth occupied, Arlen wasn't able to give him any warning when the blast came, but Kevin was mostly ready for it anyway; he pulled off and let Arlen's salty prize plaster his tongue, slurping it up and swallowing vigorously. Every pump brought him closer to a little bit of relief...it was surprising him how much he was enjoying it actually, as much as it was a constant torture it actually felt kind of fun, and he was finding a lot of satisfaction in even the slight steps back from the overpowering sensations he was being put through.

The two heroes tapered off almost in tandem with each other - the rhino's orgasm lasted a surprisingly long time, and by the time it was done Kevin was almost surprised he hadn't been pumped up visibly, as much as it had felt like he'd been filled. Finally, though, his cock was released, and his ass was evacuated, and he could relax...a bit too much, as his wobbly limbs gave way under him and made him slump to the mat below. "Guh...that was...haah, so much..."

"Dammit, Arlen, if you're gonna do that you should go last," Tecton complained. "He's all worn out now."

"Oh? And here I thought you liked that sort of thing," Arlen teased back, winking and sticking his tongue out at the bear.

"That's different! Besides, this isn't the time for that."

"Chill, man, he'll be fine...he's tougher than he looks." Pinpoint pointed at Kevin, who was already rising a bit, still panting heavily but not out of commission yet. "Hah, you must enjoy this a lot, Kevin, a lotta guys would've just stayed down."

"Heh...you might be right about that."

"Which part?"

"All of it. Now come on, who's gonna take my tail this time?" No question he was into it now...maybe he didn't need to orgasm to have a blast, not with sexy heroes pounding him over and over. Using him to their heart's content, leaving him a mess inside and out...yeah, he had a bit of a thing for that, though he'd never acted on it, always feared the reality would be a lot less pleasant than the fantasy. Well, that wasn't turning out to be the case at all, it seemed, and that was gonna make things even more fun.

The bear was more than ready to go, it seemed, heading over as soon as it was clear Kevin would be upright. "You take his rear, Cameron...I'm gonna have my way with his mouth."

"Whatever you say, Bostok," the porcupine replied with an indifferent shrug. "So long as you have enough energy to feed my ass later."

"Hah, like you wouldn't make sure of it anyway, with those quills of yours." Bostok looked down at Kevin with a somewhat aggressive grin. "I'm liking what I've seen of you so far, Kevin. But unlike Arlen, you better not be using any teeth, got it?"

"Not like I meant to do that...so long as Cameron's not as big as Brutus is, I should be fine."

"Good. Now make me feel good." His cock was quickly pushed into Kevin's mouth - he wasn't wasting any time, making him take a good bit of it down into his throat right off the bat. Not that Kevin minded, the big and tough bear felt good holding his ruff and keeping him in place. He'd gotten the sense that Bostok wasn't as rough and tumble as he pretended to be...maybe the suits had something to do with how he'd turned his life around, that punishment feature seemed like a good way to keep control. But perhaps he could bring out some of that old aggression, if he knew the right way to do it...

Cameron entering him from behind distracted him from that thought. The porcupine didn't take him slow, but after Brutus's offering the forceful entry of his smaller dick didn't register nearly as harshly. The barbed head of his shaft scraped against his insides, scratching him a bit in a surprisingly pleasant way, and the ooze of cum soothing that sensation felt quite nice afterwards. "Ah, yeah...you're nice and lucky getting to feel this...always been my favorite, to be taking it, but it's hard to do that when you've got spikes all over you. Hope you return the favor when you get freed up."

Kevin didn't really have the option of responding beyond a shuddering moan, which he was more than happy to give. He started moving around with Cameron and Bostok as they started to thrust into him, giving them the same treatment that he'd given the others earlier, tightening up his rear to put pressure on that porcupine cock and maximize the contact with his barbs, swallowing vigorously around that thrusting bear dick in his maw. He may have been tired, sticky, and losing it from horniness, but he would give them a ride they would remember, he would make sure of it.

"Oof! He's an eager one, definitely..." Bostok remarked through heaving breaths as he felt the tightness spur a jolt of pleasure in his groin. A deep, rumbling growl of desire emerged from him, his head tilting back and eyes closing. "Ngh, what a mouth...Richard, you will be in heaven from this."

"I have no doubt at all," the orca replied; as it was, he was having trouble controlling his erection after watching these scenes. Especially the way Kevin had been pleasuring them orally...that was his favorite, and he'd been wanting some of that since the first time the wolf had gone to town on him. Now he could really, properly enjoy it...not out there where others wouldn't understand it, but in here where his needs and wants weren't going to make trouble for him.

"Heh, his other end's pretty damn nice, too," Cameron chimed in. He was getting into it like he rarely did, fueled by Kevin's rhythmic pressure on his dick, spurring him to raise his pace steadily. "Rrr, you'd think he was born for this, the way he works you..."

"Hah, makes you glad you had to learn to enjoy being a top, doesn't it?" laughed Bostok.

"Least I'm getting something out of it, yeah..."

And Kevin was getting plenty out of it, too. Not that he needed anymore...he wanted to bust so badly, to just let go and get the whole flood out of him, he was almost certain his balls were going to explode if he didn't get them cleared out a bit. But everything else was feeling really good, the rapid scratching inside him from the porcupine's sharp shaft, the heady taste of Bostok's musky dick, even the constant buzzing around his shaft was hitting him right despite increasing that ache. If he wasn't careful he might start enjoying this kind of thing...then again, the sneak fox would probably get his chance to exercise it on him again whether he liked it or not.

Bostok's fingers were grabbing at his head, and he was growling and snorting as he started burking in harder and more chaotically. No verbal warning was given, but none was needed, Kevin was ready when he felt the shift and he got it a moment later, the thick bear cum pouring into his mouth and all over his tongue. He lapped it up greedily, drinking it down like his life depended on it and pressuring him to pump out more, trying to drain him as much as he could...at least someone was going to get that pleasure.

He'd just finished when he heard a grunt from behind; Cameron's cock was pulsing inside him, just about to the finish himself. With a hidden smirk, Kevin clutched down on him as hard as he could, just as he was dragging himself out, making sure his barbs got well caught up against his walls. It was more than enough to set the porcupine off - he let out a bit of a yell and slammed back in as his own seed started rushing inside, joining the remains of the other two within Kevin's rear. Not quite as heavy a load as the other two, but still quite healthy and prolific, making the wolf moan lewdly as he felt the wetness spread within him. It was too bad Cameron didn't seem to be as much of a top, he definitely wanted to feel that again...perhaps they could arrange something.

The two heroes finally extracted themselves from Kevin's body, leaving him to slump onto the floor in exhaustion. Young as he was, this was a bit more action than he'd built up the stamina for...no doubt, that would be among the plenty of things he'd get trained on in the Brotherhood. Still, no one could question the look of giddy satisfaction on his face, and it sure sounded like they approved. And finally, some mercy, as he felt the buzz in his cock fade away...he still couldn't cum, but at least now there wasn't added pressure trying to make him.

"Let's get him up somewhere to rest," he heard Sanmer say, in a half-ordering fashion. "And then it's back to business, everyone! Plenty to do, so get on to it!"

"I've got him, don't worry." Kevin felt huge arms heft him up, cradling him gently as they moved out of the lab. Opening his eyes, the huge figure of the orca filled his vision. The others were dispersing through the halls, heading off this way and that, but Richard wasn't going with them, instead taking him up to the proper area and to the living quarters. He was only half-aware of what was going on until he was laid on a bed...one that apparently belonged to the orca, judging by the décor of the room.

"Heh, you can rest here for now...your own room's not set up yet, but it should be before too long."

"Mm...thanks, Rich. D'you mind Rich?"

"Nah, just don't call me Dick and it should be good. Bad memories from junior high on that one..."

"No problem...sorry, I'm probably gonna get your bed messy."

Richard chuckled. "Nothing it hasn't been through before. Besides, the suit'll take care of most of it before it gets too far out. You did damn good down there, I wasn't nearly as, uh, accepting of it when I went through it."

"Ah...well, I guess there had to be some catch to having so many dreams come true at once. I think I can deal with it, though." Kevin let out a huge yawn, so big it almost hurt his jaw. "I need sleep, though...wake me up when you're off-duty, I still need to finish what I started in the alley last night."

Richard couldn't help but grin. "Think I'll have to take you up on that. Heh...I'm sure glad they found you, I think you're gonna be a good guy in a lot of ways."