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_Hey everyone. I know it's been a long while since I added another installment to this series. It's been one crazy summer. I haven't forgotten about this and have a brand new installment of the breaking in modruk series. This third arc is gonna be ... well just awesome. Plus Veril's got more face time - woot trolls! - Alas no sex, but some decent plot progression which you should read. Remember to fav, vote, comment and I'll pump out the smutty stuff next time. _

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Guilt was such a peculiar feeling. It was one of those things that wouldn't go away, not after smoking, watching TV, drinking or hanging out with friends. Sure those activities were a nice distraction but now walking across the early morning campus the white haired troll had nothing to do but think about that uneasy feeling. It wasn't Veril's idea to contemplate on his emotions but being away from the frat for a few hours was probably best for him at the moment. Especially with that orc, Max, there raising hell and throwing fists at whoever tried to come near; indeed that was how Veril had woken up that morning. The frat doors being burst open by Max on his warpath. Max had, among the number of obscenities he shouted, called for Veril's name specifically, and the troll who had passed out in the kitchen from the evening prior split out the back before he had the chance of being caught.

The lanky troll now walked across the long courtyard at the center of campus, ignoring the curious stares from others as he passed by. The sky was cloudy and his large two toed feet sunk into the still wet grass from when it rained that night. Dashing out he was left only in the wife beater and the cargo shorts he wore the night before. Veril grumbled to himself feeling a slight irritability. The troll knew very well why the orc had been seeking blood that morning. He almost should have been expecting it, but for Max to demand of him specifically...

"It'd ain' really even bein Veril's fault none." Veril muttered as he trudged along. Sulking he slumped his hands in his pockets. He wanted to feel sorry for himself for being out like this but even lying wouldn't do any good. He knew very well the circumstances and his involvement with them. His sympathies were not his own at the moment.

Danny.

What those few members of the frat did to the human last night. It disgusted the troll, but he realized why it had to be done. Because of Veril's actions that previous weekend, because he had to have that human in such a manner he had put the entire fraternity at risk. If anything along the nature of a non human taking advantage of a human had gotten out to the University heads, the repercussions would have been devastating. The frat leaders despite their mixed opinions on the matter had to have leverage against the Danny, to keep his silence. Veril had protested but in the end all he was able to do was make sure they wouldn't hurt the human.

That's why Veril was feeling so guilty. Not for originally having his fun a few weeks ago and even Saturday night, as to him those was just harmless shenanigans but because of those events that cute kid had to be punished for it. When the orca Bryce and the stallion Jeff came back to the frat last night they were insistent they hadn't hurt Danny, but the way Max had come in, terrorizing everyone who got in his way. Veril's satisfaction that the human wasn't hurt was severely put in jeopardy now. He flipped his bangs out his eyes and twitched his elongated ears a few times, pausing.

"Dis feelin is'un gonna be leavin none unless Danny isa knowin Veril isa sorry." The troll realized.

Then thinking for a moment the purple-skinned male recalled how he'd looked into Danny's wallet when he was passed out on his bed that Saturday. Veril had checked to see the human's dorm key card and remembering it he quickly realized he knew what Danny's room number was. Looking across the campus he saw the specific dorm building against the white back-ground sky. Veril knew what he had to do and turning towards it he walked with each broad foot squelching into the wet grass. He was going to make things right.

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Veril walked past all the stares cast in his direction. He didn't mind them and evening teasingly curled his bicep and flashed a grin at the two human girls waiting at the dorm building's check in-desk. One of them looked appalled while the other flushed hot and cupped her hand over her mouth.

Danny's room was 411 he distinctly remembered. Stepping up to the elevator the troll joined a smaller nervous looking human with bright curly red hair, probably a freshman. The way the kid glanced up at the tall Veril, one would assume this was his first encounter with a nonhuman. When the elevator doors opened up the kid rushed in, hit his button. Behind Veril lazily walked in. "I isa be getting off o the fourth floor, hyoomon." He said but the kid seemed to lock up in apparent nervousness. He looked at the elevator buttons like they were in hieroglyphics, then back at the troll. Veril just rolled his eyes. Apparently this was also the first time a nonhuman had spoken to the kid too. Reaching down the troll hit his destination. The elevator doors shut and both ascended.

While waiting in those brief moments a new idea crossed into Veril's mind. "Why isa Veril even bein here?" He was coming to apologize, yes but why? This was not the first time he had spent a Saturday evening creating a new "slut" for the week. But afterwards for example, he'd never offered up his bed for the gals to stay with him in the morning. On those other occasions he couldn't care less when they walked on with a few frat members teasing them. But then there was that was part of it too, when those girls he'd bedded with the night before left the following morning just a few frat members no more than 5 usually referred to the gal's as "sluts" for a few days, then dropped it entirely. With Danny, shit, the whole frat practically turned out to humiliate the kid.

The elevator doors opened on his floor but Veril was so transfixed in thought he'd nearly missed it.

"Um, this is where you g-get off." The kid next to the troll meekly pointed out. Blinking Veril saw the doors begin to shut. He stopped the doors with a hand and looked back. "Thank yuh mon," then stepped out on to the floor. Veril had just enough time to see the ginger hotly flush before the elevator doors shut on him.

"Veril isa now here but where isa tha hyoomon bein at?" The troll thought.

He looked to his left and saw the first few dormitories doors. Eyes blinking he saw that it was right there. Room 411 was right adjacent to the floor's elevator lobby. The heavy wooden door was shut tight and the troll walked to it, but stopped himself just short of actually knocking on the wood. A feeling of confusion grew.

"Does Veril jus an go sayin he's here, what if Danny don't wan an go talk to him non?"

He wanted to talk to Danny but hadn't exactly thought about how to do it. What was he going to say? What if he had a roommate that was there also? It was a moment before the troll realized he was feeling another emotion that he wasn't used too: nervousness. But he tried to swallow it all back down. Raising his hand to knock his knuckles barely came to the wood when down the hall a door flew open.

Someone who was dripping wet, with a towel around his waist was coming out of the bathroom. The troll caught a glimpse of the figure through the side of his eye, but then did a double take and recognized that familiar frame, smooth yet so strong looking, that cute face and neatly trimmed hair.

"Shit! It isa bein the hyoomon!" A voice in the troll's head shouted.

It was his usual dumb luck! Danny was right there, half naked, coming out from a shower. It was only by the pure virtue that he was wiping away water from his eyes and his distance of being halfway down the hall that he hadn't seen the 7'2 and 270lb troll. With anyone else the troll wouldn't have cared at all that his target was nearly naked and sopping wet. He'd have just strutted right on up and introduced himself. But this being Danny, when Veril saw that the human was about to look in his direction he launched himself backwards. His long heavy frame launched as gracefully as he could back into the elevator lobby that was around the corner and pressed his back against the wall.

Panting, the troll raised a three fingered hand and pushed back his white bangs out from his eyes.

"Veril can't even face em," he thought to himself. Turning his head to the side, the troll's pointed ears listened carefully. They twitched when they caught the sound of Danny's footsteps. They sounded like they were walking away, odd since his door was just right around the corner. Then more loudly the troll heard a key card being inserted into one of the electronic locks of one of the dorms. Carefully Veril peeked around the corner and saw the human entering into a door that was further down.

"Tha ain' bein the hyoomon's room." Veril muttered. He didn't give himself a lot of time to think on the matter. Danny was now out of sight in the dorm and the door was still open. The troll knew this was it. He had to move fast! Turning back into the hall he walked stealthily and as quick as his long legs could muster without making too much noise. The door was slowly closing shut behind the human and by the time the troll had gotten to the door it had just barely closed when Veril caught it with his finger tips.

All was deathly silent. Veril gulped and could loudly hear his heart beat. Pressing his fingers against the door, it began to swing back open noiselessly. It hadn't been shut all the way. An anxiety was building up in the troll's chest. He hadn't planned for this at all, how was it going to go, or better yet who's room did this dorm even belong too?

Opening the door just enough the troll saw that Danny was facing away from him, towards the window. He was bent over, that towel that had been around his waist now off so that sexy bare rump was pointing in his direction. The door opened a little more and Veril slide himself in the quite room, then once inside he pushed the door shut and let the door click behind him a little too loudly.

Veril was silent, taking in the sexy shapely rump from his human lover. How he had neglected that ass Saturday night was now something he deeply regretted. He was quiet but the door must have roused some suspicion in the human. Danny sharply inhaled and began to stand up straight and it was at this that Veril moved in. Again he was quiet though and waited to see how the human would react. The troll's eyes drank in the nude sight of his obsession and soundlessly sighed out when Danny bent back down, apparently not to disturbed by the door's closing.

Again that tender looking rump, pale yet so soft and inviting looking pressed out towards him. Veril's eyes stayed transfixed on it, while below his loins stirred. He wanted so desperately to feel those globes and for a moment Veril lost his better judgment. He moved without thinking.

Stepping up from behind Veril very tenderly let his large three fingered hand caress the lad's warm, wet ass cheeks. This caused the human's spine to completely straighten out and doing so the troll's warm front pressed flush from behind.

"It isa bein now o neva," the troll thought. His mind was coming back now from simply staring at the alluring human before him. At once his hands came and wrapped around Danny's chest. Just like in the gyms shower Veril's long arms and powerful hands took the now surprised human's body. One broad mitt fully collected around Danny's wrists below while his other reached up and his large purple hand clasped around Danny's mouth. It was just in the nick of time as the human let out a muffled scream of terror. The towel dropped below and the naked human started struggling in the troll's tightly bound grasp.

Danny still hadn't the strength to break free but he viciously tried, and it caused Veril to hold even tighter. Surely the grasp was beginning to hurt the human, something troll didn't want to do, but he couldn't exactly let him go. It was several moments of this kind of struggling before Danny's naked form slumped into the troll's broad chest, apparently giving up. Veril frowned and his long ears twitched when they heard Danny let out a wracked wail of defeated sorrow and confusion all muffled by the broad clammy hand that covered his mouth. That feeling of guilt grew ten fold in the purple male's chest.

"Yuh hyoomon..." Veril tried to speak softly.

The troll wanted to relax his grip on Danny. Maybe to make the lad more comfortable, but as soon as he began to relax his hold Danny's struggles began anew and again Veril painfully tightened up his hold.

"Danny! Yuh stop now mon. Veril ain't gonna hurt ya none! Veril came an wants ta apologize."

Danny was breathing sharply, his body probably now pumping with adrenaline. He stopped his struggles a bit though and he made a soft sound of confusion hearing Veril. Despite this Veril still held fast, but his elongated face lowered down and the troll gently, tenderly nuzzled his lips along the top of the human's wet hair.

"Veril isa wantin ta let ya go now mon. Veril don't want ya none ta be ascared o him an Veril don wanna hold ya like dis no mo'."

The human seemed to calm and the troll could feel it. He felt a bit better and returned the corporation by gently rubbing his thumb along Danny's wrists. Veril licked his lips, keeping firm though as he could still feel Danny was pumping with adrenaline, he could sense the anxiety in the room.

"If yuh isa ta be let go now. Do yuh promise not ta yell or make noise?" Veril whispered. Despite his open guilt he tried to keep sounding stern. Below his palm nodded up and down along with Danny's moving head. He followed up, "An if Veril lets yuh go, yuh promise not ta run or fight and let Veril talk ta yuh?" Again Danny nodded.

"Alrigh mon, but now yuh be rememberin. If ya don't go an keeping yer word Veril is gonna collect ya in his arms again. Veril is stronger than joo, yuh know dis."

For a third time Danny nodded, even more solemn than before, acknowledging the troll's superior strength. It was with that final warning looming overhead that Veril cautiously let go his hand over the human's mouth. His fingers let go of their grip and lifted off and the human's mouth. Below Danny started breathing through his mouth and seemed to relax. Danny remained silent though, even when Veril relaxed his hold on the human's arms and body. True to his word Danny didn't try to suddenly scuffle away though he did cross his arms over his chest, remaining in that spot with his back to Veril.

The troll let his arms down, now relaxed a bit now that they weren't holding the human. He took a step back and eyed Danny's naked form again. He was stilling feeling upset and tried to say something that could ease the tension but no thoughts came to mind. Looking down though Veril noticed Danny's towel on the floor and in a motion he bent to pick it up.

"Here mon. Ya use dis now so ya ain't so nekked."

Looking over his shoulder the human saw Veril's offer. The troll could now finally see the pure look of fear on Danny's face. The sight came with a pang of agony that went straight to his chest. It bothered the purple one that there was as of yet no circumstance Danny was happy or calm in his presence. The human only knew fear around him. Still though the lad accepted the towel and draped it around his waist. And that seemed to do it; still shaking Danny clasped where the two ends of the towel met at his front and turned to face Veril.

Veril tried to offer a meek smile in response and twitched his ears nervously when he met Danny's nervous gaze. The human's expression was hard to read with a mixture of fear, nervousness, apprehension. Veril suddenly felt the compulsive urge to cast his gaze downwards. When he saw the human look at him like that his chest began to feel unbearably hot. It was wrong. He didn't like how Danny was never happy to see him.

For a moment between the two the room was silent.

"Veril." The troll's ears twitched hearing Danny's voice for the first time but still he looked down. He couldn't bear looking the human in the eyes. Even Veril's white bangs got in his way so he couldn't see Danny anymore, but with the shuffling of some scattered clothes on the floor the human was putting on his boxers. "Veril are you crying?" Danny asked now able to lower the towel.

The troll looked up at the human. He hadn't noticed but now his eyes did feel a little raw. Reaching up he rubbed a finger over his cheek. It was damp and breathing through his nose was becoming a bit of a task now with mucus buildup. He wiped the back of his hand under his nose to collect anything that could drip down and Danny spoke again.

"Wa-wait. Hold on." The human turned to the desk and grabbed a few napkins that had been left on top of the dorm's small refrigerator. He held them out for the troll but as soon as Veril reached for them with a hand Danny slightly retracted them.

"No, other hand."

Veril blinked. The hand he'd used to wipe his nose? Looking up at the human he saw Danny step forward. It came as a bit of a shock for Veril but he allowed as Danny grabbed his hand helping extend it forward. Danny gently rubbed the napkins over the side of his hand, cleaning it up.

"You shouldn't be here." Danny said. He was looking down at the troll's hand he was cleaning. "If you get caught-"

"Veril isa knowin what could happen if Veril isa found here by yer orcer mon." The troll said. It clear that this was Max's room.

He wasn't stern about it but pressed, "An Veril don't care none." The troll raised the napkins to his face and loudly blew into them. He felt he could breathe a bit easier. "Veril wants yuh ta know he didn't want what happened ta yuh yesterday ta happen."

Danny gasped as he stuffed the rest of the napkins in the troll's hand. Veril took it up and wiped his elongated nose more while the human spoke. "So then it was the frat's fault! I told Max to not go over there this morning because I wasn't sure. B-but it was. Was it because of what you did to me on Saturday?"

Veril felt himself unable to answer but his silence was clearly able to portray the truth. He tried looking up at Danny. Giving an almost pleading expression Veril tried to say something but was cut to the punch.

"It was all recorded. Everything they did. They, your frat brothers intend to blackmail me." Danny was quite while he said that.

Suddenly though the surge of sorrow Veril was feeling seemed to be pushed aside and he found his voice. "Naw, that ain't what we - they isa be planin. They jus needed ta protect them-" But it was Veril's turn to be interrupted.

"Not what you're planning?" Danny seemed incredulous. He turned to his desk and reached for his phone. Flipping it open he hit a few of the buttons and Veril heard a woman's voice suddenly speak in a robot cold voice.

"You have one recent voicemail message and 3 old messages. First recent message - urgent message -"

The tone of the voice on the cell phone's loud speaker suddenly changed. It was a male though not a one Veril was able to identify. Whoever was talking was using a device that messed up their voice to make it sound super deep.

"Heeeeey there bitch how are ya? You feel better from last night? We hope so because you are not finished with your services to your betters yet. See being a slut means more than sucking a few hot asses and taking a steamy dick when you're made too. It also means making yourself... available...."

Veril's eyes widened as he heard the voice. A chill of fear ran down his spine. It was scary as hell to listen to and the message wasn't even directed at him, but as he saw, looking at the human, Danny seemed unfazed by it. His expression stonewalled. Veril grit his teeth as he tried to think of all the other frat members who that voice may have belonged to. All who were involved promised they wouldn't hurt the human anyone and that the video was just protection. Someone lied to him, but there was no way to tell who. The voice even though masked sounded utterly arrogant. Veril ushered that trait aside though. Arrogance was a big trait amongst all the frat members, even him. He gulped as more of his own personal guilt melted away. Stepping forward closer to Danny, who didn't back away in return he gently reached with a large hand and scooped away the phone from human's grasp and stared at the screen as the voicemail message progressed.

"We don't have a place and time set up just yet but we will. When we do we except you to be there, you're not done servicing your betters. The fun we'll have. We've got some ideas popping around that I know will just make you freak, heh or shoot a juicy load. Since you are a slut and all... Oh and if you think about not showing up to our little rendezvous or if Max or the University becomes involved then, heh, well you'll be surprised at how fast our little movie will travel over the internet. Everyone from horny Chinese businessmen to people from your home town will see you get porked. We were sure to block out everyone's faces and identities except yours, so just have that in mind. Remember when we call with a location, and it'll be soon, you are there."

The voicemail suddenly ended there. Closing the call Veril suddenly got an idea, his face lighting up but Danny seemed to catch on and caught him on it.

"The number's blocked," Danny said. "There's no way to find out who sent it."

Veril's mind reeled as he tried to register everything. This was his fault, but Danny, Veril determined had had enough paying for his own crimes. He had hurt Danny from his actions but this, this was unacceptable. A resolve grew in place of the burning sorrow he felt. Veril was going to stop this. Who was doing this though, that was the kicker. He knew all who had been involved in the sauna incident and had all their oaths. Did some lie to him, were others in the know? There was one clue that stuck out in Veril's head. The voice kept saying "we". There was more than one in on this.

"Was dis bein the reason why yer orcer came ta Veril's frat dis morning?"

Danny nodded in reply and reached for his phone. Gently though Veril pushed the hand back down and stared at Danny's cell. "He ain't gonna be gittin no answers from dem, da orcer is a fool." The troll looked at Danny's semi offended reaction and blushed. "Sorry mon, jus Veril isa now thinking a sumthin..."

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The dark clouds that covered the sky for most of the day kept on into the evening, so now even in the midst of dusk all around looked as if it was already night. There was no moon, no stars just black sweeping clouds up above and rolling concrete below. Together Max and Danny had been on the road for about an hour now. Long stretches of highway expanded out ahead of him as they drove across the curved terrain.

"Max," A mild voice spoke out next to the orc and at once the green skin eased off the accelerator. He adjusted his grip on the steering wheel and lowered his speed to just barely above the speed limit.

"Sorry." The orc mumbled to his Modruk. He had let the car speed up again, something that Danny didn't like much. It was the third time he had to be reminded to slow down. Max gazed out along the open highway. Together they were out on what a trip, something Max was hoping would make his Modruk feel better. Whither it'd work or not, he didn't know.

No one else was on the road, but it didn't matter. He didn't want to make his Modruk anymore upset than he was already. He felt bad about making Danny concerned about his driving but he couldn't help himself. The orc's mind was elsewhere and over and over again last night to this morning when he had gone over to the frat.

It was late Thursday night when there was a faint knocking at his door. Max rolled his eyes knowing it was his Modruk, but letting the human in the orc instantly knew something very wrong had happened. His Modruk was disheveled looking, smelled of masculine fluids and then Danny told him. The orc sat his love down and held close. As Danny explained what had happened earlier that evening it took all the will power he could muster to not get up, march on over to the frat and start kicking ass. He held his human gently all through the night, never letting go while inside an inferno of blood lust welled up.

His Modruk had walked the entire way from the gym covered in the sweat and grime he was left with in that sauna and once again the orc had dropped the ball on protecting the love of his life. Danny still had a level head about it though insisting Max not cause trouble. That was until that phone call this morning.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Max couldn't remember marching over there, or really what he had done inside the frat for the first few minutes. All he knew was several frat brothers were knocked out cold, and no less than 5 nonhumans from the lacrosse and football team had to restrain Max fully. When Lenny, who was one of the furs Max cold cocked came too, he hammered the orc square in the gut until Max doubled over with pain. While winded and gasping for air Max had to listen to the bull's bullshit explanation for their abuse on his Modruk and when Max explained the voicemail message through grit teeth, Lenny brushed it off as nothing more than a prank.

"A prank, the nerve, the fucking nerve of that -"

"Max, the speed," Danny said again. He sounded more worried this time and the orc blinked coming back to reality. Looking at the speedometer Max saw he was going 20 miles over the limit and eased off it. A twinge of annoyance sparked with the orc. He didn't like being told how to drive by anyone, but his Modruk had had enough torture for the evening. He felt sick at all Danny had been put through, though was surprised at how calm the human seemed to handle everything. Ever since he had gotten back this morning Danny seemed eerily level headed. He wouldn't say why. Even when the orc spent most of the day, trying and failing to find out who sent that phone call, Danny seemed so nonchalant. When Max admitted he was stuck the human just gave him a hug and said it was "ok".

"Hey I've got a question," Danny spoke up suddenly. "Is that alright?"

The orc shook his head at the humorous question, smirking. Danny's little quips always made him feel better. "You've already asked your question, Modruk," Max answered in a kindly tone. His Modruk remained silent but then the orc gave a teasing side glance and nudged Danny playfully. "What's on your mind?"

"Well it's just," Danny's voice had a sense of hesistance, like he always had when he didn't want to offend anyone. "When will I ever get to top you?"

What?

Max blinked at the question. Looking over he saw Danny was no longer staring straight ahead. The human was now looking at the orc, their eyes met. Not knowing how to immediately respond Max quickly averted, looking back to the road. He wasn't quite sure how to answer, it felt like his brain had a fart and feeling confused Max shook his head. "What's this about Modruk?"

Danny gave a brief shrug. "I dunno, I guess just that with all that is going on and everything that's happened the past week. This feeling's been set in that I have no control over my sexuality."

The statement didn't ease Max's confusion and the orc's mind wondered to what his Modruk could have possibly meant. Max blinked then gently licked the back of his tusks. "You have no control over your sexualty?"

Danny clarified, "Well, like, in my relationship with you I seem to have little control over anything." Max sat up feeling as though he needed to object but Danny cut him off. "I don't mind, however with this weekend ... I topped. I topped Veril and it was still like I was the bottom." At this last part Max could distinctly detect the embarrassment from his Modruk's voice. It stayed while Max continued to listen. "Then with last night and the voicemail this morning, it's like I have no say, no control. No control at all and I'm tired of it. I want control or at least some of it."

At once Max sped up the vehicle. He heard Danny gasp in the seat next to him but paid to heed to it. Coming up fast on the road was a vehicle going a bit slow and turning into the other lane, Max floored the accelerator. The other car's honk came went as Max zoomed by it then took back the lane ahead and continued on. This time the orc went fast, not slowing down.

"Danny you have control over me." Max said with a firm voice. He wasn't sure where his Modruk was coming up with this now but he frowned. Something about this request he didn't like. Was Danny trying to challenge him? The orc tried to quell the topic. "You have power over me you don't realize. You don't need to show it by topping me sexually."

"I know. But still I kind of want too, you know? I mean, especially since you have a really nice ass and all."

"Nice try Danny." Max thought silently. There was a ping of annoyance that shot out, and Max decided he had had enough. Too much had happened today. "There is a time for everything my Modruk. Bottoming is not something I just do, we'll discuss this later."

"I know but-" Danny tried to interject but Max cut him off.

"No 'buts' Modruk." Max sounded more bothered now and firmly added. "It'll happen when the right time comes, but now isn't the moment to think of it."

By the tone in the orc's voice he knew he set a commanding "drop the subject" attitude and Danny didn't pursue the topic further. Instead the human looked out the passenger window looking dejected. Instantly Max cursed at himself.

Fuck this is not how I wanted this night to go. Why can't I control myself? It's not like he was asking for a lot!

Max grunted and bit his lower lip giving an occasional glace towards his human. The orc knew he was the controlling type but could he not even relent for such a simple request. Thinking back Max thought to all the times he subbed before, it was when his brother or others physically over powered him. Max knew he'd never have the sheer muscle dominance Logan commanded, which is why he strained so hard to be smart, wanting to find ways to outwit those larger than him. Danny wasn't larger than him though, and it was silently known between them at the orc was smarter. Danny would never pose any threat to him. What was he so worried about? Max wondered if he was he picking on his Modruk?

No.

No he couldn't be. He loved Danny. Max shook the idea away from his head and turned on his signal, making a turn now to come off one of the freeway ramps. They were close to arriving at their destination pulling into a small town. It was close to where Max's relationship with Danny began, Logan's forest retreat, not being a few miles away.

Max, giving a side glance could tell that Danny was utterly lost as to where they were. He tried to offer a light sympathetic smile, to say everything was going to be ok. Danny caught on and the orc was thankful to see his smile returned. It faltered though. Max wondered if Danny was becoming nervous as to where they were going. Max was sure the human had never been in this small town, and at night many of the low hanging trees were looking a bit eerie.

Max wasn't worried though. The orc knew exactly where he was going and expertly navigated his way through the strange looking streets, passing rows of small houses before turning and pulling into what was the small town's main street. The pavement below turned to brick and pull on either side rows of family owned businesses and bars lined the area. Turning then Max pulled his car up, stopping at a nondescript looking brick building.

Shutting off the engine, Max grinned. "Here we are dude; you're going to have fun." Looking Max saw Danny give an obvious look of disapproval, frowning at the apparently shabby looking building they had stopped in front of. Max smirked reading the expression. He was sure Danny was thinking, "Fun? How am I going to have fun in a dump like this?"

Getting out of the car, as Danny did on the other side both shut the doors. "This is the surprise you wanted to take me too?" The human asked. His Modruk's voice sounded a bit unsteady. Walking around the front of the car the orc wrapped his arm around Danny's shoulders and hugged affectionately. At this the human added. "No - no I mean not that its bad and all. I just wasn't expecting this." Max rubbed Danny's shoulders, appreciating the human's attempt to sound enthusiastic. He knew in a few seconds the sentiment wouldn't need to be feigned.

"Oh I know," Max said in a self assured tone. Together he led Danny to the front of the building and up the few concrete stairs. There on the stoop, he let go of his Modruk's shoulder and fished inside his pocket for something. He saw Danny watching and winking Max produced a white key card. "I'm just full of surprises though." Then giving a quick air swipe in font of a well hidden keypad the heavy metal door before them clicked audibly. The orc reached for the door then and opened it up. In a very gentlemanly manner he propped the door open and side stepped out of the way, motion Danny to walk through past him. "After you love..."

Danny gave a bewildered look at the orc but followed suit, stepping inside the building's threshold. Following the human in, Max was met with the cool chilling blast from the AC. It caused him to shiver as the interior's temperature being much lower than the humid outside night. When Danny saw what was before them the human gasped out.

The main interior was the building was one large room, like a giant warehouse almost. But in the dead center was a giant wrestling ring, the kind they used on television. Around the room some bleachers lined, ahead of them on the other side of the ring laid a few mats on the ground while 3 punching bags hung from the ceiling above them. The low hanging lights in the small gym were centered on the main ring though so around it was a bit dim.

Max glanced at his Modruk and was happy to see Danny looking all around in awe. All the troubles from earlier today were forgotten, gone. The orc knew why. It wasn't the make-shift gym they had just entered, but who was inside it. Inside the ring, using the mats, slamming away at the punching bags and lounging about on the bleacher seats was nearly half the roster for the WFW, World Furry Wrestling circuit. They were furs Max knew Danny was well aware of. Indeed now hungrily looking about Danny grabbed Max's arm and leaned in.

"There inside the ring," Danny hoarsely whispered. "I - I don't believe it, it's Bulldozer!"

Max knew who his Modruk was referring too. The nearly 300lbs brown piece of fighter meat, a bull fur lounging against the far corner of the ring. The nearly seven foot tall stud was indeed one of the better known personalities in the business. The brawny bull was a "heel" character, or in other terms an actor who was one of the "bad guys" during their keyfabe mellow drama show. "Bulldozer" the name his character went by because of a signature move he developed, where, literally starting from one end of the ring he'd lower his head and run head first into his victim, "bulldozing" them over. Max knew his real name though, Paul Millbrook, and despite his personality in character was really a nice guy outside the ring. Most of the show and their characters was all an act. Looking at Paul, Max even saw him holding a few pages of what must have been the actual script.

The room seemed generally busy, filled with brutes from the popular show. Some were jumping rope and stretching on the mats, a large amphibian slammed heavy fists into one of the punching bags while a fur half his size struggled to hold on from behind. Max let Danny take it all in, seeing who he could find and smiling a bit knowingly, though both had to stop when a sudden voice boomed out.

"Well, LOOK at what the orc dragged in!"

The boisterous voice was a one Max instantly recognized. Beside him Danny jumped and both turned around to see who had greeted them. "Hey there Darren," Max acknowledge the approaching pachyderm. He felt Danny grab his arm and slink up, almost behind him. Max, not having any of that though at once put his arm around his Modruk's shoulders and pulled him more too the front, "Hey you remember Danny, don't you?" It caused the human to fiercely blush, and lower his head to avert eye contact.

"O'course I do!" The titan sized rhino said. He grinned broad but it faltered seeing how timid Danny seemed to be. Darren had his hands on his broad hips and shook his head. "Still the shy one, eh?"

Danny shook his head. "Sorry, just wasn't excepting all this." He looked to Max. "It's kind of a surprise being here, I guess I'm still in a little shock. It's really nice to see you sir." The human spoke, still nervous but was trying to come up with gusto and sound more confident. At once though Max had to almost side step as the rhino reached out for Danny, collecting him into his arms; the lad squeaked as the pachyderm's shovel sized hands were on him hauling into a warm tight bear hug. Danny's head mashed between Darren's sweaty globular pecs and he huffed trying to hug back around the firm belly. Max smirked as he saw Danny trying to look at the orc for help, but the orc only shook his head, grinning, and enjoyed the sight of his adorable human get crushed by the mighty affectionate beast.

"None of that 'sir' crap now." The rhino said with a deep snort. "You know you can just talk to me regular, especially after all we've done hehe." At this Danny's intense blush intensified. From the side Max had to laugh while watching those heavy gray hands rub his human, mashing with his hair on the lad's head while rubbing all the way down.

Max let Darren become as overtly affectionate as he wanted. One reason being that several weeks back the rhino played an important role in helping break in his Modruk so with that, two, just generally being a good family friend the orc knew Danny was in safe hands - perverse and naughty, yes, but safe none the less.

The embrace didn't last long though, when Danny finally had the ability to pull free from Darren he nodded and even seemed calmer. "Th-thanks. I'll remember that" He breathed for a bit, catching his breath then looked about the room. "What is this place?"

Darren gave a glance at the ring. The bull was now leaning down and chatting with a smaller eagle nonhuman. "Well we have a show coming up on Sunday. So this is where a lot of us get our practicing done."

Max rubbed Danny's side and the human looked at him. "There are a lot of places these guys can go work out at, and work on their lines, but there's always risk of letting the show get leaked out. This is kind of a low key place when the show's in town for them to go."

"Yea," Darren said with a nod. "Really have your brother to thank for that." Max's head perked up to the rhino. He knew what the burly stud had meant. His brother was the one responsible for this place, buying the building, and the equipment. It was that reason Max was even able to do this for his Modruk, his family connections.

Max, still keeping his hand on Danny's back, gently pushed forward a bit. Darren followed and all three males went to the bleachers. "Hey Darren do you know where my bro is?"

The rhino nodded, and moved to a spot to sit down. It had been apparent this was where he was reviewing over his own lines; next to him was a packet of scripted pages. "Yea," He said. His large hand motioned to the clear other side of the building that had a door on the end. "He's in the locker room with Seymour. He finished with the ring so if you need to talk to him he should be available."

Danny perked up. "Max you're going?" He looked shocked.

"Just got some brotherly business I gotta talk with Logan about." Max said casually. He smiled down to the human. "Just a quite run over to the locker room for just a fast family talk. You know." He shrugged and looked up at Darren who raised an eyebrow. "I know yer busy but would you mind?"

The rhino shook his head and wrapped a beefy arm around Danny's shoulder, pulling the human into his hefty side. "Naw I got all my lines finished. I'll introduce Danny around to a few guys." Max watched his Modruk struggle with the implications of being left alone with the rhino, but then the understanding that he'd be getting to meet members of the WFW set in and he looked more cheery.

"I'll be fast about it." Max assured. Danny gave a nod and the orc turned to make for the locker room on the other side of the room. As he past curt brief nods were made by a few here and there. He grinned back to some. Max knew he was a welcome face around here. He'd come before, but this was the first time he ever brought anyone else. It was true no one was allowed to be with the performers before a big televised match but thus far none had said anything or paid much mind.

Getting to the door Max opened up and let himself inside the white spacious area. The building never had a locker room, as before Logan bought it, it was an office building. Thus, this was the only area that looked new with clean floors, bright white brick walls with a section for lockers. Around the corner were the showers but was most important that got used was a section towards the back. Another door separated it off, and inside were where several masseuse benches laid, along with a normal doctor's bench and countertop. If a wrestler got injured or pulled something, they came here and that's where Max found his older bro, Logan.

Logan was similar looking to his younger brother. Both shared the same green skin complexion, and hair color. Unlike Max who sported a shaggy Mohawk, Logan's hair covered his whole head evenly, dark rich and black. It was long, shoulder length and his reasoning for not having it cut was due to the "feral appeal" is character needed in the ring. The orc's sideburns grew down to either side of his face, down his powerful square jaw line and met at his chin where a slightly larger tuft grew as his goatee. Pointed ears popped out from his hear, tusks that protruded from either side of his lips, and finally a tall brawny frame that put to shame many of the Greek statues seen at museums.

Max walked in he first wrinkled his nose at the pungent musky aroma his brother had from working out. He saw his brother laying down on one of the masseuse tables, his broad strong body was near fully nude, clad only in a black jock strap. The large rump was thusly exposed up for all who walked in the room to see. Max eyed those curved emerald gluts. They glistened with sweat and looked padded with fat and muscle. Above, at Logan's wide back black furred hands soaked in oil rubbed evenly at the green tissue so the room smelled of that oil, it oddly mixed well with the ripe musk from the green warrior. Max recognized Seymour at once, the large gorilla who worked as Logan's personal trainer. The sizeable hairy beast, in work out shorts and a WFW muscle shirt kneaded his thick fingers into the crevices of Max's brother's back. Where they touched, the residue from the oil left made the green and black tribal tattooed flesh almost perfectly reflect the lights over head.

He was the first to see Max walk in, and grinned his primate like face, showing how his teeth were not without their elongated canines. "Well look at you. Decided to visit before the big match, eh?"

Seymour sounded like he was happy to see Max, who smiled back, but when Logan spoke that smile ceased. "I could hear the twerp when he first came in." Logan's voice was gruff and sounded annoyed. Though his head was facing away from Max, the younger orc figured his brother was also giving a scowl. "You know you aren't supposed to bother the wrestlers when their training."

Max crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow. "It's never been an issue that I show up before."

Above Logan, Seymour nodded in agreement while finding an extra tender spot on Logan's shoulder, right next to the spine. "Aw you be nice now. Max has always been welcome, he's you're brother." His expert fingers dug into the flesh, causing the orc's muscle layered tissue to ripple. An audible cracking noise came and Logan visibly tensed upwards before slumping down.

"It isn't just that," Logan muttered, obviously winded from his back popping. "You brought that human here, didn't you?"

The gorilla ceased his movements, fingers still dimpling into the tensed skin and looked at Max. When the younger orc nodded, Seymour at once lifted his hands, grabbing a towel and began to feverously wipe clean. With obvious haste the hairy beast gave Logan's head one last rub. "Sorry Logan, jus gotta say 'hi' to the lad myself, I jus know that Darren has probably got his mitts all over him." With that the gorilla left the two green skin brothers alone.

Irritated, Logan gave a snort and turned his this time to face Max. "Damn it. That monkey is always thinking with his dick. You just had to bring the slut along."

Max grunted and Logan corrected himself, rolling his eyes. "Danny. You just had to bring Danny?"

"I promised him a special night out." Max said evenly. "I thought this would be a real treat for him. He is a big fan of you guys."

"How thoughtful," Logan hastily grunted back. "But you just took away the rather decent message I was having." With that the orc leaned up. His large biceps uncurled out from under him, popping again at the extended elbows. Sitting up more, his thick chest came into view, rotund pecs that flexed and fat abs that stretched out as the orc sat on the bench then slid off it. Logan was a sizeable creature, standing almost a head over his younger brother.

Despite this size difference Max was never deterred in acting or saying whatever he felt from his kin, and Logan vise versa. The two had a bond, took care of each other but now as Max felt Logan's stern gaze upon him unsteadiness began to mount. It was Logan who broke the silence. "What do you want?"

Max looked up, his ears giving a slight twitch. "How could you have possibly-"

Logan waved a hand though and Max was silenced. "Don't try to bullshit me." His arms crossed over his chest. "I know you. You're full of yourself, with your quips, and your smartass remarks. The fact that you haven't said anything yet is a sure sign that you want in my good graces, so just out with it."

"You're right." Max replied. The fact that Logan was being so forward about this gave the younger one a sense of empowerment. He liked being the one that was cool, and collected when others weren't. Still he had to be respectful for what he was about to ask. "I need your help."

Logan raised an eyebrow and Max leaned up against the wall behind him. He too crossed his arms over his chest. "It's about my Modruk." At the word Logan gave a growl, and his scowl deepened. Max quickly corrected himself for the sake of what he needed. "Danny, he's in trouble."

Max made quick work of it. Describing everything that had happened from this past weekend, his failures, his promises, that damned troll, the frat, last night and just this morning with the message. Through it all Logan listened. Eyes closed and head slightly lowered to his chest the only indication he was listening at all was when Max talked about the state Danny was in, when he came home last night. Logan's ears twitched at that point, but didn't otherwise react. When Max finished it was his turn to gauge his brother's reaction.

"So that's it?" Logan said with a deep voice. "A bunch of others at this frat basically did what you and I did to the lad over a month ago. So you've come to big strong Logan to kick their asses for you." He snorted derisively.

However Max looked astonished and shook his head. "No, absolutely not, that is not what I'm asking." A bitterness rose at Logan's seemingly contempt response but he kept his cool in check. "I know a lot may be the same. However they intend to blackmail Danny. He's been through enough and they want to hurt him more! There's no telling what demands they'll make. If you don't see the difference in what they did, versus us, it's that we'd never hurt him, but I'm almost certain they will. Danny has got to be protected. He's got no one else to turn too."

"No." Logan said with a short sneer. "He's got the police and campus officials. You're the one who's got no one else to turn too." Max didn't respond as Logan went on. "You've alienated yourself from your friends and from the very center of the nonhuman community at your campus. You've effectively backed yourself into a corner on this, and you want big bro to pull you out of it." Logan gave huge heated sigh. "It's not bad enough I pay for your tuition and all the crap you could ever want. You know this ain't fair Max, I get beaten up black and blue every week to support us."

"I know that." Max said almost glumly. "You're the only one I've got though."

There was a silence between the two. Max's words struck close to home with Logan and he knew it. Both brothers grew up in abuse and squalor. Max and Logan knew what it meant to be hungry and not having enough money to rub two nickels together, they even had to share the same clothes and bed growing up. Max was still young when their parents died. On the verge of being homeless Logan got his big break in the minor wrestling circuit and worked his way to the top, now a WFW superstar. They had no family otherwise.

"You don't fight fair, do you?" Logan said. Max knew he had gotten to him.

"Only as fair as you do in the ring." Max responded, sounding coy.

"Smartass."

"I just need your protection." Max said, going into what he had in mind. "The phone call left on Danny's phone didn't come from another phone."

Logan thought about that. "How do you know?"

"Because I would've been able to trace it back," Max said in a matter of fact tone. He knew he had the technical ability to break into Danny's cellular provider's database to get the information he needed. That was indeed how he found out the frat was involved. "I've only been able trace the message back to one of the computer systems the frat uses, I need access to their database though to find out who sent it."

"Can't you do it remotely?" Logan asked. "Your, well, smart at this kind of shit, ain't you?"

Max shook his head. "I could but they have a firewall program that blocks outsiders from peering in." Logan blinked and Max frowned. "I designed it. The only way I can get the information I need is to physically find it from their phsyical computer system, in their lab. If I could just get 10 minutes worth of access to it, I could find out what computer was used, and who was logged onto it when Danny's message was sent. However as it stands no one at the frat is willing to let me inside again.

It was at this Logan gave a nod of understanding. "I see. You need some muscle to even walk in so they don't kick your ass out again." Max smiled, happy his brother understood. He knew his bro was going to help. The next part however, Max wasn't excepting.

Logan flashed devious smirk. "Well get prepared to suck some dick."