Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
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>This posting contains:
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 1 - Rings of the Masters (mc, mf)
Part 2 - Rings of the Slaves (mc, oral mf)
Part 3 - Rings of Love (mc, mf)
Part 4 - A Day With the Slaves (mc, mf)
Part 5 - The Drug Deal (mc, mf)
Part 6 - Dreams People Share (mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky (mc, mf)
>The next posting contains:
Chapter X: 10th Grade, Winter 1986/87
Part 1 - Life Support (no sex)
Part 2 - The Dance of Sex (mc, oral mf, mf)
Part 3 - Twosomes and Threesomes. (mfm)
Part 4 - Parental Secrets (mc, oral mf, mf)
Part 5 - Tim's Family Christmas (mfm)
Part 6 - Sweet Sixteen (mc, mf)
Part 7 - Choices In Sexuality (mc, mf, mfm, oral mm)
Part 8 - Brother, Sister, and the Teddy (mc, inc, oral mf)
Part 9 - LeAnne's Animal (hyp, mf, mf oral, mf anal)
Part 10 - The Making of a Slut (toys, mf, ff, oral, anal)
>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 1 - Rings of the Masters
(mc, mf)
I had made the arrangements with all our teachers so that Joey and I were only
in class three days out of five. On Joey's birthday, three weeks before
Halloween, I had also arranged for Joey and I to take the entire day off, and
Suzi would join us during the first class period, then stay with us after lunch
for the rest of the day. It was her idea to give us some time without her, to
have what she called some boy fun.
We met in our private room, knowing I was ready to make things happen.
"I've put a lot of thinking into all this, and I'm ready to give it a try.
Joey, for your birthday, you and I are going slave hunting, and then the three
of us will do some more.
"First though, I want to make it clear that even though we will be inspecting
their goods without their permission, I'm not willing to make them do anything
else unless they have already done it once willingly. If they have though, then
I'll give them the push to want to do it with us whenever we ask.
"There are a bunch of other rules and stuff, but I'm not going to get into them
right now. You guys ready to become Master Joey and Mistress Suzi?"
"Uhm, Yeah, Master Tim," Joey said.
"Tim?" Suzi said. "They're not going to be calling us that all the time are
they? I mean, in the halls and stuff?"
"Na," I said. "They won't.... Well, hang on a sec. Let me give you my
presents, then I'll tell you the rest."
I had them stand up and extend their right hand out. Then I slipped both hands
into my jeans pockets, then took them out clasped closed.
I turned around to get ready, then faced them again.
"Close your eyes," I said. "With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you
Master and Mistress," I announced as I slipped a gold ring with a smooth ruby
stone on their ring fingers.
They opened their eyes and looked at the rings.
"Before you ask, I'll tell you. Anyone who we find and use will go into a kinda
trance and do whatever we say after one of us shows them our ring. And when we
are done with them, they go back to being their normal selves. But while they
are our, er, slave, they will do everything we ask happily. We won't actually
own them, but they will be happy to do what ever we say as long as it isn't
against their beliefs or whatever. Okay?"
I answered their questions and talked about some people who would be good to
get. We spent a long time talking, mostly about what we could and couldn't do,
and what happens if and things like that. We were still talking when the bell
rang announcing the first period was over.
We walked Suzi to her second period class, then as we walked down the hall, I
told Joey what I wanted to do first.
"What do you say we start with the girls locker room," I said.
"I was praying you would say something like that. Come on. Let's get there
before the bell rings."
We hustled, but didn't make it before the bell.
Outside the door, I reached in with my mind and as quickly as possible one by
one made everybody believe it was normal for Joey and I to be in the locker
room, answer any question we have truthfully, and if we requested, to show their
body to us.
When I was done, we entered just in time for them to file out to go to the
gymnasium.
"Shit," we both said at the same time. But then we saw the coach carrying the
volleyball.
We looked at each other, then took off after them.
With only slight modifications to my previous commands, Joey and I simply walked
into the girl's gym and asked for a line up. The coach happily had the girls
form a line, then she left for the locker room to masturbate in a stall.
I had snagged the coach's whistle, and now blew it before saying, "All right
girls, my name is Coach Tim, and this is Coach Joey. We're going to ask you a
few questions before you start playing volleyball.
"All right. To start off, how many of you like to masturbate? Hmmmm... Would
the girls who don't please step forward. Very good. I want you seven to close
your eyes and think about touching yourselves. That's right. You're thinking
about your fingers touching your clit, yes, that's right. Now think about a
finger on your other hand wanting to slip inside... yes... Now, I am going to
reward you...."
The seven girls gasped, and their faces turned slight pink as their orgasm
passed.
"Now please step back. Now, one more time. How many of you girls don't like to
masturbate. VERY GOOD! They are all yours, coach Joey."
Joey gave me a look, then said, "Thank you coach Tim. Okay girls. All those
who have lost their cherries, please step forward. Shit, Tim. Looks like we
have a lot to choose from. Uhm, okay. Those of the you that have given blow
jobs, raise your hand. Hmmm. Okay. Will the virgins with their hands up
please form a group on the left. Will the cherryless dick suckers please form
another group on the right. The remaining virgins please go sit down on the
bleachers. Those who are left, form a group in the center."
Joey came over to me and said, "What now? I mean, we want to see them naked,
don't we? But we can't do that in here."
"Well, I want to watch them play volleyball for a little while. I guess
dividing them all up wasn't such a great idea after all. I've been checking
some of the girls on the right out. Let's just let them play for twenty minutes
to get them good and sweaty. Then we can take them down to the locker room and
have them all take showers. I'm thinking I want to try a few of these blow
jobbers out."
"Hey, what about the no touch stuff."
"Well, no blows unless they have done it before and liked it."
"Cool. 'Cause Lisa, one of the girls on the left group, I really want to try."
We had the girls play, while Joey and I walked around and got a good view of the
nice ones in action. There were only nine girls who we were considering just out
of looks. The rest were a little or a lot too heavy, or too small, tall, or
their tits just weren't developed enough. One girl was all zits, and two turned
us off because of their body odor.
We told each girl we selected that they were in the final cut. Once we had
finished the selection process, we had Lisa come over to us by the bleachers
while the rest continued to play.
"Lisa, tell us about your blow job experiences," Joey asked her.
"Well, uhm, I've only done it twice to John Mattison. The first time was in the
tunnel of love, and I couldn't like see it. I was kind of nervous you know?
And I like accidentally scraped my teeth... Yeah that's what John did. But
after I got it back in my mouth, he started to moan. It was neat and all, and I
really kind of liked having the power over him, sorta, you know? But he didn't
warn me when he was gonna cum, and I was pissed when he shot into my mouth.
"The second time was at Jim Durok's party. John was being really sweet, and he
really was looking hot at the party. We got like really into making out and
stuff? Anyway, I could feel his thingy in his pants, and I wanted to see it.
So I pulled it out. The next thing I know, I'm suckin' on it, and then he came
again in my mouth again without warning. The bastard. He knew I didn't like
that. I haven't done it since."
"Lisa," I began, "did you like the taste of cum?"
"Well, it's okay, I guess. Maybe a little bit more than okay."
"So why didn't you want him to cum in your mouth the second time?" Joey asked.
"Oh, no. You didn't understand. It wasn't because he came in my mouth. I
wanted him to do that. But he didn't warn me after I had told him to."
"So, do you like giving blow jobs?" I asked.
"It's okay, I guess. I just wish I could find someone I can give a blowjob to
that will at least tell me before he shoots. If I do, I probably will let them
take my cherry or something."
"Okay, Lisa. Thank you," Joey said.
I said, "Hey, it's been over twenty minutes. Let's have them hit the showers.
We only have another twenty-three minutes before the we have to let them get
dressed for next period."
Joey blew the whistle and he yelled, "All right ladies. Those in the final cut,
line up here. The rest of you keep playing."
The coach walked in and smiled at us as we handed the whistle and she took over.
We lead the nine sweaty girls down to the locker room and had them line up
again.
Joey announced, "All right you lovely ladies, this is what we are going to do.
First, everybody takes their clothes off and lines up for inspection. Then
we're all going to jump in the shower. You all want to show off your bodies as
much as possible. Okay? Good."
As the girls began to strip, Joey and I did so too. Before any of the girls had
even taken off their bra, Joey and I were finished. We had our hard dicks in
our hands, but we were just squeezing, not stroking. As the tits were unveiled,
one girl got disqualified due to bra stuffing. Even I had bigger titties than
she did.
As we watched, we asked about their past sexual experiences. Four were virgins,
of those only one had not had any blowjob experience. That one was disqualified
but was told to inform either one of us if the situation changed. She had great
tits.
Once we started seeing bush, we were pleased to see they all had nice crotches.
One girl had even shaved hers, and that stirred up our curiosity.
"What's you name, sexy?" Joey asked her.
"Cindy Weatherspoon."
"You were the one who likes to suck guys and girls, aren't you?"
"Yep. I guess you can say I'm bi."
"So Cindy, how many guys have you fucked?"
"Just one."
"How many times did you fuck? And was he fucking anyone else at the time?"
"Just once, and he was a virgin."
"How come you only fucked once, and why do you shave your pussy?"
"I got scared when I thought I might have gotten pregnant. I've never had an
orgasm. Heather can cum every time, but I can't. That's why I let Ted take my
cherry. I hoped he would get me to cum when he did, but he didn't. And I shave
myself so it's easier for Ted and Heather to suck me out."
I asked Cindy, "What would you be willing to do if we could make you cum?"
"I'm not sure. Probably anything. I've even tried a vibrator. It doesn't do
it for me either."
"Okay Cindy. Thanks," Joey said. "Okay girls. It's show time... In the
showers and be as sexy as possible."
"Well, what do you think Joey? I took a look through Cindy's head. She'll do
anything we ask her for orgasms I'm pretty sure. I've already asked her
subconscious, and it said yes."
"Yeah, she is pretty hot. But she already has two lovers. I don't know if I
would want to spoil that. Why don't you ask all their subconscious's?"
"I've already tried that. Cindy said no until I offered the orgasm thing. We
have to find something to offer them that they want real bad."
We went around to the other girls asking them questions which they answered. We
posed a few like we had seen in Penthouse, but nothing had come out of our
inquiries except that Sheryl thought Joey was cute, and Rita liked to play with
her dog's dick when it was hard. No, she only touched the outside skin part.
We were just about ready to have Lisa and Cindy give us a blow job after not
finding anyone else that who seem even partially willing when Joey noticed
Sheryl bending over to let her tits dangle.
He said "Hey Sheryl! Looking good! Try that again."
Joey walked over and around her a few times.
"Yeah. You got really nice tits and an ass to match. Say, Sheryl. Do you like
sucking dick? .. AAACCCKKK!" Joey said as Sheryl took his into her mouth.
"Sheryl stop!" Joey moaned. "Shit! Why did you do that? I only was asking if
you like doing it. Not to do it. Shit."
"I wanted to do it. I haven't done it for... over a year. I'm soo... hot...
Please? Can I?"
"Sheryl," I called, "why haven't you gotten any? With that body, you could suck
any dick you wanted."
"Because my brother would kill anybody who gets near to me."
"Who's your brother?" Joey asked.
"Stan Beckersman."
"Shit!" Joey said. "I'm glad I stopped you. That guy could wrestle a bull with
one hand tied behind his back."
"Stan's a senior right?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"What grade are you in?"
"I'm a sophomore. If I don't get some action before my Junior year, I'll
probably go nuts."
"Hey, who did your brother kill after they took your cherry?" Joey asked.
"No one. The bastard did it himself. I was so.. horny I would have done it
with anyone. But after that first time, never again. That's why he won't let
anyone get close to me. The fucken prick wants me. But I hate him."
"Okay, Joey," I said. "She said yes. And I don't see any reason not to, do
you?"
"Fuck yeah. One big reason. Stan."
"What? For what he did to her, I'll probably make him her slave by the time I'm
through with him. Don't worry about Stan. He's as good as fucked himself."
"Okay Sheryl, you're in. I guess that means we can leave Cindy alone, but what
about Lisa? You said you liked her."
"Yeah, but I can wait to find another. I'm not going to force anyone yet. I
wonder why Sheryl didn't just tell us that stuff in the first place."
"Maybe she was afraid? I know I would be."
"Hmm. I think we need to ask different questions or something. Or maybe it's
because they think they're in a dream."
"Huh? You mean they all think they're dreaming?"
"Yeah. It is the easiest way I could think of getting them to accept what was
happening. But you know how when you're in a dream, you don't really remember
everything you normally do like when you're awake? Maybe that's what's wrong."
"Well, we can try some more stuff next hour. Hey Tim, I'm starting to prune up.
Lets have some of the girls dry us off, and maybe a quick suck or something
before the reject squad gets here."
"Okay. It's your birthday so you're in charge."
We were running out of time, so we decided to skip the blow jobs. Instead, we
each had four naked girls lick us dry. Things didn't turn out the way we
planned, however.
"Tim... shit! This is so hot! If I don't fuck one of them, I think I'll
explode or something."
"Sheryl! You've never been so horny in you life. You want Joey. You want him
in you. Go Fuck JOEY!" I yelled as I grabbed Cindy and took her down to the
floor of the shower with me.
"Cindy, my name is Tim. I'm going to suck you and give you the best and biggest
orgasm you ever will have. If you ever want another, you will have to become my
willing slave. You trust me now, totally and completely. You want nothing more
than to suck my cock while I eat your hairless puss. Suck it bitch.. Yeah
that's it."
I heard Joey's grunts, as he pounded into Sheryl's cunt. I was making sure we
all stayed quiet, and while Cindy shaved pussy rotated to my mouth, I had all
the girls turn to face away from us. They would have trouble remembering it
anyway, and the line of asses was kind of neat.
Cindy's smooth puss was incredibly erotic. I had her wiggling and twisting, all
the while she was taking my dick in and out of her mouth. Her tongue was
concentrating on the head more than anything, and I suddenly felt I wanted her
to take it deep as my cum started to rise. Her tasty cunt surged with juices as
I connected the four of us before our orgasms started. Cindy took it into her
throat just as I had asked her to, and she milked it with everything she had
while her very first orgasm streamed through her head like my cum down her
throat. I knew she would soon be my slave just to feel that again.
Her juices were running down my face as she pulled my cock from deep within her.
She slurped while I slurped, and she managed to get me get hard again. I saw
she intended to try and get another orgasm out of me, and I was tempted. But
the rest of the girls had arrived sometime during our orgasm, and people were
stepping over us.
"What is going on here!" I heard a female voice say.
I reached out to the person's mind, and flipped on the little dream switch. I
pulled Cindy off my cock as I sat up and said, "Just a little fucking and
sucking. Why, you want some too?"
The girl standing in front of me was not that bad looking. She was a Junior,
and as I scanned her mind, I found that she was one of the Pom- Pom dance girls.
"Julie, look at my dick. Do you like looking at it?"
"Sure. Can I play with it?"
"Depends. Are you a virgin?"
"Shheea right? I haven't been since I was thirteen."
"So you like to fuck?"
"Fuck, suck, eat, sleep. All at the same time if possible."
"Shit, Tim, she's a regular slut," Joey said while Sheryl licked his nipples.
"Yeah, but how would you like to get the Golden Girls to do a little... topless
dance.."
"AAAWWWWEEEESSSOOOOMMMMMEEEE!" He bellowed, making most of the girls turn.
"SHut up Joey! Look. The bell is gonna ring in two minutes. All you girls get
dressed and go to class. When you leave the locker room, you won't remember
anything but what you usually do during gym. Except Cindy and Sheryl of course.
Julie, why were you just walking in before the bell rings?"
"I skipped second hour, and I was going to get ready for gym when.."
"So you have gym third hour?" I asked.
"Yes. Can I hold it? It keeps bouncing up and down with your pulse, and it is
really getting me turned on."
"Julie, what is your sexual fantasy? What is it you want to do sexually that
you really want to do but never could."
"That's easy. My master always promises.."
"Your MASTER? Stop and explain."
"My boyfriend, he's twenty-one by the way, and he showed me this movie. It was
all about these submissive women who would do anything this guy said because he
was their master. It got me so hot, I begged him to be my master. Well, he
said yes.. He really is good to.."
"Julie, how would you like to have three masters. I mean real masters that
could make you cum just by touching you, telling you to do all sorts of sexual
stuff, and basically screwing you silly."
"Oh God, would I? But leave Billy? I don't know. I don't think I could leave
him like that. He really knows how..."
I began sending her flashes of what I had in mind.
"Fuck Billy. Let him find a new submissive. I'm all yours."
The bell rang, and Joey and I hopped out of the showers and got dressed as
quickly as we could.
"Julie, I'm going to wake you out of your dream. When I do, you will remember
everything we have said and talked about. You trust me completely. Okay. You
can wake up."
Julie blinked a few times, then smiled and said, "So are you two going to be my
masters?" Then she frowned. "Hmm, wait. You're just a couple of boys. I don't
know. You were kind of small..."
"Boys?" Joey said. "Girl, I have more passion in my little pinkie than your
father had in his entire life. And I may be a little small now, but I make that
up with effort."
"Besides, do you know of any guys who could be standing here in the middle of
the girls locker room, without one of these girls even noticing? Hey Joey,
look. There's Katie. I wonder what she looks like naked. HEY KATIE! Show me
your TITS!!"
"Holy shit. You two are for real. How are you doing that? That girl doesn't
even like changing her pants in here."
"That doesn't matter. What does matter is... Wait.... I think I missed
someone. She's staring at us. Hmmm. Nope. I didn't miss her. But she still
is staring at us. I don't get this. LAURA! Come here a sec."
As the pretty brunette walked over, her stare never wavered. She was staring at
me.
"Hi, Tim," she said as she stopped in front of me.
"Hi, Laura. Why are you staring at me?"
"Because I like looking at you, silly."
"Why do you like looking at me?"
"Because I think you're nice to look at. I look at you all the time, ya know."
"You do? When do you look at me?"
"In class mostly. Sometimes I dream about you like this. I like you."
"Laura, I don't know ... Do you, like, love me or something?"
"Kind of. Are you gonna to kiss me? I usually get to kiss you before I go.
And I have to go to gym now."
"Have you ever dreamed of doing more than kissing?"
"Once. But you didn't let me do it."
"Do what?"
"Touch your.... penis."
"Would you like to now?"
"Yes. Do you want me to?"
The bell rang, and I remembered there were other things to do.
"Yes, but not yet. Joey, everybody is in dreamville. I'll make sure anyone who
might come in late is too. Why don't you just have all the girls strip and line
up in the shower. Then you know what to do. I want to wake Laura and talk to
her privately, okay?"
"Hey. What about me?" Julie asked.
"Oh, sorry. Uhm, look I'm not ready to do anything to you just yet. So, why
don't you just do whatever Joey says. When you do you'll have an orgasm.
Okay?"
"Huh? What do you mean I'll have an orgasm?"
Joey smiled, then said, "Julie, repeat after me. I am Joey's little plaything."
"Uhm, okay... I am Joey's little plaything.. OHHhhh." Julie said, her eyes
snapping shut. Then she opened them and grabbed Joey's arm. "Okay, master..
Lead on."
As Joey yelled for all the girls to strip and get in the shower area, I led
Laura over by the doors and we sat down on the bench. It was secluded as long
as no one entered.
"Laura, do you still want to touch it?"
"I think so. Yes, I'm feeling tingly again."
"What do you want to do after you touch it?"
"I guess.... I think I would like to feel it all over. I've never seen one
before."
"Shit. Laura, you're too innocent to do this to you. I'm gonna wake you up in
moment. If you still want to see it and touch it, you can. But if you don't,
just tell me. I'm not going to hurt you or make you do anything you don't want.
Just trust me okay?"
"Okay."
"All right, wakey wakey."
She blinked twice, then her relaxed face became a little concerned.
"What did you do? Oh my God. I told you," her face turning red.
"Hey, it's okay. I wish you had said something before. Do you remember what I
said?"
"Yes.. I don't think I should.. but.. you really would let me look at it?"
"Well, I don't think you should until you let me give you a kiss like you
wanted."
"You.. You want to kiss me?"
"Sure. More than I want you to touch me there. Do you still want me to?"
She looked in my eyes and said, "Please?"
I held her gaze, and closed the gap. Our lips touched, and WHAM! I felt the
innocence within her hit me like a ton of bricks.
Her eyes were still closed when I pulled my lips away. "Sleep time, Laura," I
said putting her into dreamland again before she opened her eyes.
I sat there, poking in her thoughts, finding myself saddened by what I was going
to miss. Her dreams about me were very romantic, sweet, and completely... well,
just not me anymore. Maybe if I had been a normal guy, and never had fallen in
love with Suzi, I could have been Laura's dream guy. But she deserved someone
as innocent as she was. And I was anything but innocent.
So I said, "Laura, I am very flattered you chose me. And I would be honored to
become your boyfriend and do all those things with you what you dream of. But I
am not the person you think I am. I am going to give you a hug now. When it is
over, you will have found someone who is like you to love instead of me. Now,
come 'ere, sweet thing."
We hugged, during which I connected her up to my mind, and we began scanning the
boys in the building for someone with similar dreams and desires. She smelled
wonderful, and I was very down about giving her up when we found him.
"Scott Johnson, you're a lucky guy," I whispered as I replaced my images in her
mind with his. I did something similar in Scott's head, and gave him the
courage to ask her out. But before I broke my link and had her take a nap, I
gave her one more kiss. That one was sweet and without the truckload of bricks
falling on me.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 2 - Rings of the Slaves
(mc, oral mf)
"Where's Laura?" Joey asked when I reentered the showers.
"She's sleeping," I replied.
"Why? Don't you like her?"
"Yeah, I liked her. But she thought I was somebody else. We found who she was
really looking for, and now she's sleeping, dreaming about him," I said sadly.
"Shit, Tim... Hey, help me with these girls then. Julie knows some cool shit.
See how she has them all with their arms behind their heads? It makes their
tits stand out better, and makes it easier to see their bodies and shit."
"Hey Joey. When did you start saying shit in every sentence you say? You're
almost as bad as those fucken seniors. Heh... I take it these are the
finalists?"
"Yeah. Do I really say shit all the time? Shit. I guess I do. Shit... Shit!
I gotta stop saying that shit!. SHIT!"
Joey was starting to turn red from my laughter. He honestly wasn't trying to
say it.
"Hey!" Julie said as she tweaked a red head's tit. "Do you mind? I almost did
shit! Do you want to make a mess, master?"
"Sorry," Joey said. "Hey Julie, you seem like you're enjoy yourself being...
uhm, what's the word that is opposite of submissive?"
"Dominant. Yeah I guess I kinda like being dominant over these sluts. But, I
still like being your submissive. Do you think I could do both?"
"Hmm, that's not a bad idea," I said. "My father has a few slaves that are, er,
dominant over a bunch of others. I think he called them head slaves... no, it
wasn't that, and it wasn't master-slave either. I'll have to check this
weekend.... Hey Joey. Is that who I think that is?" I said pointing to a girl
with a shaved crotch.
"Heather, front and center!" Julie said. Heather stepped forward, hands behind
her head, and bent one leg while posing.
"Yep," Joey said. "Meet Cindy's cunt licker. One of them anyway. Hey,
Heather. Does Ted shave his crotch too?"
"We shave it for him," Heather said with a grin.
"Julie," I started, "you ever taste pussy before?"
"Uhm, well, just my own once. I'm not a lezi, though."
"You are now.. All right bitch, let me see you suck that bare thing," I said
with a wicked smile.
"Oh don't make me, master? I don't do that kind of thing."
"Julie, if you want to be a dominant slave, you have to follow our orders.
After you do it, I'll give you what you want. But first you're gonna have to
prove to me you want it badly enough. So GET DOWN on your HANDS and KNEES and
LICK THAT CUNT you SLUT!"
"Yes! Master!" she said, full of mixed emotions. Her lust had peaked at a new
height from my order to do something so... dirty... that she was on her hands
and knees, and approaching Heather's cunt face on. Yet she was incredibly
nervous, her arms shaking as she stuck out her tongue and touched Heather's bare
outer lips. Then Julie slammed her face into it as her orgasm rushed through
her body, and I was surprised at how quickly Heather came too. I had to turn
Heather's volume down, for she was one of those really noisy cummers.
Julie's ass was sticking up in the air, still wearing her panties. I almost
walked up to her and fucked her ass right there, but I got a hold of myself and
reminded me we weren't sure how clean she was in the first place.
"Julie, that's enough," Joey said. "You're gonna make Heather cum again. Shit!
Too late. Damn Heather, you are one noisy bitch."
"Julie, stand up and take your panties off. I'm gonna make you our slave now."
I explained the whole deal to her, and after she asked a few questions, she was
ready.
I took out another gold ring from my pocket, this one with a smooth blue stone
that was slightly smaller in size than Suzi's red one. It was a pity the girl's
rings were so much smaller that the guy's. I almost gave Suzi a guy's ring
because her women's ring didn't look nearly as impressive as Joey's and mine
did.
"Julie, this is it. Put this on your finger, and we become your masters for as
long as you wear it. I'm probably gonna get you a different stone to signify
you as a dominant slave, but for now, this will work. You will always have the
free will to take it off, but when you do, you will never be able to put it on
again. Understand?" I asked as I placed the ring in her palm.
She swallowed nervously, then took the ring in her other hand. She hesitated
holding it an inch from the tip of her ring finger, but then said, "Yes, master.
I understand," and slipped the ring on.
I reached into her mind, and began speaking the commands out loud as I did them.
"Julie, you now have two lives. The life you have always had will always be the
'dominant' one. But when you see someone with a master's ring like this," I
said holding mine up to her eyes, "you will live in your second life for as long
as we need you to, or your first life says no more and takes the ring off.
"Your second life will be the following: Your only wish is to serve your
Masters and Mistress, and to please them in any way you can. You will only
address us as Master or Mistress when we are alone or with other slaves. If
nonslaves are present when we give you a command, you will respond with Yes and
our first name. You will perform any sexual act we wish, and enjoy it with no
regret. You will love us and worship us as gods, and we shall reward you with
pleasure beyond your imagination. We own your body, but you still own your mind
and soul. You are our slave, but that of choice. Kiss my ring, slave, to
declare your obedience."
"Yes, Master." Julie the slave said as she kissed my ring. Joey held his out
and she kissed it also.
"Julie, before you can have any more sexual contact with us, you will have to go
to the doctor and make sure you don't have any VD. Understand?"
"Yes Master," Julie said happily.
"Hey Tim. I'm horny again. Can we figure out if any of these girls want to so
we can screw around with them?"
"How come there are only five this time?" I asked.
"Shit. There were a lot more virgins who hadn't given any blow jobs in this
group. Including that Teresa chick. Man, she was HOT!"
"Well, Heather and Cindy may wind up slaves too, but only if Ted does. It looks
like we have another fifteen minutes before they gotta get dressed. Julie, go
frig each girl to get them wet, and make sure you suck off the juices from your
finger before you do the next."
"Oh, yes Master. Thank you!" Julie said, licking her lips.
Julie went over to the first girl, a nice tanned blonde with tan lines. Julie
knelt down and started to finger her.
Joey said, "This is Mary. She lost her cherry to a Senior a few years ago, and
now she's a Senior. She's had sex with two other guys, one of them just last
week. She hasn't given anyone head yet, though. And the other three are
virgins. Betty on the other end sounds like she can't get enough cum, so I
kinda like her. She's a freshman."
"So probably Betty and maybe Heather?"
"Yeah that's what I was thinking. But we don't have to do it now. I mean, with
Julie and Sheryl... Man I wish we could get Teresa. She is one hot looking
woman."
"Okay, Julie, I think we have seen enough. Come over here and let me taste your
tits."
"Yes, Master. Billy used to put chocolate syrup all over them and suck them."
"Yeah, we've thought of that too," Joey said. "We have a gallon of chocolate
syrup, twelve pints of whip cream, some strawberry topping, vanilla ice cream...
anyway, let's just say we will be making a Julie sundae later."
"Oh, thank you, master! I can't wait to feel your hot tongues on my frozen hard
nipples."
I slipped my hands down to her ass while I put my lips to her left breast. She
tasted kind of.. well.. tangy I guess. After a few minutes of some lustful
sucking, I broke off and calmed down. My hands were still on her ripe ass, and
that brought up a question.
"Julie, have you ever had your ass fucked?" I asked while giving her cheeks a
squeeze.
"No <groan> Master. Tom wanted to, but Billy said no."
"Tom? Who's he?"
"Billy's younger brother. He was a Senior last year. I used to go out with
Tom, and Billy found us fucking on his bed one day. Oh! Master your hand
feels so GOOD in my crack like that. Anyway.. After Tom came, Billy fucked me
too. We did that for a couple of weeks. I would suck one of them while the
other fucked me. Then Tom wanted to try out my ass, and I didn't want to. I
think if Billy hadn't been there, Tom would have pushed me into it sooner or
later. That's why I dumped Tom and went with Billy. He didn't show me that
video until I mentioned how I used to like them... like using me like that. Oh,
that feels soo goood master. Please fuck your slut's sexy ass?"
"Not until you are tested for VD."
"I'm pretty sure I'm clean, master. Billy and I both got checked after I dumped
Tom. But I will get checked again. I do it every time I get a new boyfriend
anyway."
"Julie, lets make one thing clear. We are not your boyfriends. We are your
masters. There is no love here, just... well, just friendship and sex. Okay?"
"Oh... okay Master, whatever you want."
"Shit.. hang on. JOEY! Will you stop playing with yourself? Why don't you
just get Betty to demonstrate one of her best blows?"
"Heh, sorry. You holding her ass and stuff.... Well, I'm just in the mood for
ass now.. oh well. HEY Teresa, come over here and strip again. I wanna see
your bod. Betty, wrap your pretty lips around this... Yeah... But don't make
me cum. Just make me feel good. Did anyone ever tell you your ass lo..."
I turned away from them and looked Julie in the eyes. "Julie, I want to talk to
the real you for a few minutes."
"Yes Master...."
"So, you havin' fun?"
"Yeah! I don't think I've been this wet before. And I haven't even fucked
anyone yet. Do we really have to wait for me to go to the doctor? I really
can't imagine.."
"Yes, we have to wait. But that's not what I wanted to talk about. I think I
might have misled you a little. You understand we can never be more than
friends. I'm not looking for a lover. If you love Billy, you shouldn't leave
him. I was under the impression you.."
"Nah. You were right. I'm just a slut," she said with a weak grin. "I don't
really love Billy. He's good to me, and he probably does love me, but..."
"But what. Come on, I need to know what is making you uncomfortable."
She sighed, then said, "I did love someone once. Hmmm, that's weird. His name
was Tim too. But he wasn't anything like you. He sweet talked me a lot, and I
guess I fell for it. He was my first, and the sex was great. But he dumped me
a couple of months later, and I thought about doing myself in. But then I got
horny thinking about him using me like that. And I guess... I guess I started
to look for guys who just wanted to fuck.
"But you were more interested in making sure I was happy with everything. You
could have just made me whether I wanted to or not, couldn't you."
"Yeah, but I won't. I've seen what would happen to me if I started to do that.
But I'm sorry if I got your hopes up. Maybe I can find you someone who.."
"No. As long as you don't like start beating me or something, I'll be happy
with this. But on second thought.. Maybe you could give me a graduation
present and find somebody who could love me and use me at the same time. That
would be great."
"Deal. Now, about your ass... Like I said, your body is mine until you take it
back from me permanently. So if you want to save yourself some pain, start
stretching it with something. Joey used a cucumber before I got to do..."
"You? Fucked him? Wow. So how come you guys are looking for girls?"
"Huh? We're not queer. Well, maybe just a little bi, but we like girls a hell
of a lot more. But after I screw your butt, you'll know why we wanted to feel
that ourselves. We don't blow each other or anything. Okay, so I guess we do
kiss a bit, and we like to handle each other and stuff. But... I don't really
think we're fags. At least I know Joey isn't."
"Speak for yourself!" Joey called over. "Whose ass do you think I wanted a few
minutes ago? It wasn't Julie's.."
"Yeah, it was Suzi's. I checked." I said giving him the all knowing look.
"Shit... Okay, Betty. If I don't stop you know, I'm not gonna be able to stop
from cumming.. SHIT! Stop!.. Damn! I think she's addicted, Tim."
"I am not.." Betty said, while still longingly looking at Joey's hardon. "I'm
just hungry. It's too close to lunch time."
"Shit. I'd never thought of it as food before. Hey Tim. Don't the Japanese or
someone serve whale cum at restaurants?"
"Uhm, I don't know. I've never.."
"Yeah, I've heard that before too," Betty said. "I've always wanted to try
some. I bet it tastes fishy though. Sorta like Ken Brendle. Or Rick, uhm,
something."
Joey and I looked at each other, then looked at Betty again.
"Betty," I began slowly, "how many times have you given head, anyway?"
"I don't know. I've lost count. I've probably sucked around forty different
guys. But I do my brothers every morning and night. So if you count each one
of those... thousands maybe."
"Shit!" Joey, Julie, and I said at once.
"How long have you been doing it?" I asked.
"Hmmm.. Let me think. Jeff just started driving when he got me to try it. So
he was sixteen, and I was... eight. But I didn't do him very much. Just maybe
once a month or something. Then when Jeff left for college, I guess I begged
Lance to let me suck him. I got his very first cum," she said proudly. "After
a while, I was doing it every morning and after school. Brad just got old
enough a couple of months ago and I started doing him too. He tastes sweeter
than Lance, but that's probably because he eats more sweet stuff."
"Shit. Your a regular cumoholic. Fuck, I'm so horny, you might as well have me
for lunch, Betty."
"Okay, but don't tell Rob, all right? It's his turn today at lunch."
"Shit," we all three exclaimed again.
"Man, Joey. I think we better leave her alone. She wouldn't leave anything for
anyone else. We'd be sucked dry."
Betty popped Joey's dick out of her mouth and said, "That's sorta what my mom
says. Even with three guys in the house, there still isn't enough cum to go
around for both me and her."
No of us said shit that time, but we all thought it.
I sent the remaining girls to get dressed. Most of the others were just hanging
around talking, several of them watching the action.
"Betty, how long have you been awake?" I asked when I realized she wasn't
dreaming any longer.
"What do you mean? I got up at six..."
I back tracked in her memory, and found she had woken up when Joey asked her to
suck him. She hadn't really realized she was naked, but she was used to going
without clothes when she was sucking at home.
"So how many do you do in a day?" Julie asked. She slipped her hand to my
crotch, and started to rub it through my jeans.
She popped it out again, making Joey groan, and said, "I try to get at least
eight, but most of the time just five. I got twelve once, and my mom let me
skip dinner since I was full..... I wish it wasn't so fattening," she added
before sinking back down on Joey.
I went through her head again, and discovered the source of her craving for cum.
To Julie I said "Would you believe she actually thinks that she needs cum to
stay alive?"
"What?" Julie said. "Why do you say that?"
"Her father hypnotized her when she was little. I bet he did the same thing to
her mom. Betty thinks she needs cum every day now to stay healthy. The more
she gets, the healthier she feels. It's... sick to do that to your own
daughter."
Joey moaned, and started his shakes and shudders while Betty swallowed each jet
straight down. When Joey stopped, she carefully milked it, then pulled it out
slowly, making sure she didn't leave anything behind.
Betty smacked her lips, and said, "Hmmm, sorta less salty than normal. I guess
he had cum in the past hour? It tasted that way. And he really didn't give me
that much."
"Uhm, yeah. Betty, you know no one else has to have cum like that. Doesn't
that make you feel.. uhm, different?"
"Yeah, but the guys like it. So what if I don't have many girlfriends. They
can't give me what I need, so who cares? Daddy always says.."
"Daddy's an asshole," Julie muttered.
"Julie, shut up," I said. Then I thought to her, "I'm not going to tell her.
At least not until I figure out how without screwing her up more than she is."
Julie's eyes got real big from my telepathic message. But then she nodded and
stayed quiet.
"Hey! How did I get naked?" Betty yelled. "And why is she naked? And WHAT are
you two guys doing in the lock..er..roooommm....hhh," she said as I stepped
forward and caught her before she hit the floor asleep.
"Shit. What happened?" Joey said, coming out of his daze.
"Julie, you better get dressed. I'll arrange it so you can miss last period.
Meet us up in room 302 then, okay?"
"Yeah, that's fine. What are you going to do with her?"
"I'm just going to clean up her memories a bit from today so she won't remember
anything unusual happening. Hey, Joey. Do you want her to remember your blow
job?"
"Yeah, that's fine. Did I hear you right earlier? Was she awake doing that?"
"Yep. Now pull up your pants. We're not staying here for fourth period."
Julie and Betty got dressed, and I had just finished with Betty's head when the
bell rang. I snapped Betty out of her light trance once she had walked out the
door, and Joey and I slipped out after her.
"Where to now?" Joey asked.
"I figured we could scope a lot more people out if we..." I told him my idea,
and he agreed.
We entered the lunchroom, and made our way past everyone in line for food.
There were two separate lines, but the two cashiers sit next to each other so
everyone exits through the same doorway into the eating area. There was a place
behind the counters were you could sit and serve both lines at once, and since
it wasn't being used, that's where we took our positions.
It was easy for me. I touched every person in line while Joey wrote down their
last name. Joey got tired of all the writing, so when one of our drawing
friends came through, he agreed to take over for a while.
Each person I touched with my mind would seek out Joey, Suzi, or myself if they
had a serious problem or wanted something very badly. They would trust us and
tell us without any hesitation, and they knew we would want something in return
if we helped them.
Our helper went to eat his lunch once everyone had purchased their food, and a
minute later we got our first customer. But before we could even hear him out,
three more people came up to us, and then five more after that.
That was a mess. Joey and I almost fled, but instead we came up with a
solution. It took me ten minutes to straighten it out. Seemed like half of the
people wanted help in some way. So I changed the conditions for their need to
speak to one of us. If they desperately needed help, then they could arrange to
have a private talk with one of us in our private room upstairs. The rest would
have to figure things out on their own.
And even with that limitation, we took down seventeen different names and
arranged times to talk to them. As you might imagine, we didn't do that again.
The bell rang, ending the first out of four lunch periods. Suzi would join us
for the last lunch period since it was our scheduled lunch time. Joey and I
discussed what to do until Suzi joined us, and as the second lunch crowd started
trickling in, we decided to just go out into the lunch room and hop minds.
Joey, Suzi and I had done this during lunch a few times after hopping to Brad's
house. It was fairly entertaining, but it was also pretty tiring for me. But
we hadn't tried it since Joey discovered he could share his energy/life force
with me. We had only used this new ability to perk one of us up when we felt
tired. But this time we would be using it to keep me from getting tired in the
first place.
We were having a lot of fun popping in and out of people's heads. One guy that
was being a jerk to another suddenly found himself kissing the guy's clothed
butt. Another guy was trying to pick his nose without anyone seeing, so we had
his finger slip into his nose as far as it could go. We did a few other tricks,
and a couple of good deeds, and just as the bell rang ending that lunch, Joey
and I discovered that it not only kept me from getting tired, but a whole lot
more.
Joey had wanted to try something with this one chick, and I wanted to do
something with another. Before we realized, we had gone in different directions
and had hopped into two different people. Not only was he sharing with me, but
apparently I was sharing with him.
Joey got real excited while all our guinea pigs left for class.
"Joey, it doesn't mean you can do it on your own. You probably would always
have to be linked to me like this."
"I know.. But what if.. Man. The two of us. We could do ANYTHING."
"Yeah, but how long would we stay friends like that. Remember when we both were
in that contest in scouts? You and I didn't talk for weeks afterwards.."
"Yeah, but that's different. But I guess you're right. We probably would wind
up competing with each other. And sooner or later one of us would probably have
to take over the other... Well, if after disconnecting I can still do it, just
do your thing so that won't happen, K?"
"Uhm, maybe. Well, here's your first victim. Let 'er rip, Joey."
After concentrating on her, the girl in question suddenly walked over and said,
"Tim, this is Joey. Would you like to see some tits and... What am I saying?"
She turned red, and hurried away from my shocked expression.
"SHit! I lost it. It was working, but then... I can't do it anymore.
hhhhhhhrrrr," Joey said frustrated.
"I guess whatever I shared with you, you must have used it up. What's the
matter? Headache?"
"Yeah. I think I tried to hard. Hey, let me connect up just to see if it will
get rid of it, k?"
"Yeah, all right."
He did and said, "Wow. That took it away real fast."
"So, what do you want to do now?"
"You remember that idea you told me about? The one where you were trying to
send commands to a bunch of people at once?"
"Yeah, and I tried it. I couldn't do it because... Oh, I get it. With two of
us... yeah okay! You take the left end, and I'll take the right. Who do you
want to do. And what do we do to them?"
We looked around watching the tables slowly fill up. Then Julie showed up and
sat down at a table of other girls.
"Hey, aren't they all Golden Girls?" I asked Joey, the expert on the subject.
"Yeah, and so are all those girls at the table in front of them. Okay, target
selected. Now, what are we going to hit them with."
"Something kinky. Uhm, have them all touch themselves?"
"Nah. What about making them all scratch their tits."
"Might draw too much attention. But then again two of them just did it and
nobody even noticed. You did that, didn't you?"
"I think so, yeah, sorry. I didn't really mean to. I see how you had trouble
doing things accidentally in Jr. high. But even if it does draw attention, who
cares?"
"Yeah, okay. But just one scratch, not a that desperate kind of clawing you did
a moment ago. Hey, instead of a rope shape, let's try like a blanket or
something. You hold the left front, I'll hold the right front, and the back can
just flop free. I think that would work okay. It isn't the same as my rope.
When I was doing it by myself, it was like a whip because I could only hold one
end."
"Yeah, okay. Ready?"
I began to form a mental image of my mind holding a single corner of a bed sheet
and felt a tension against it when Joey had 'picked' up another corner. We
began 'dragging' the sheet above the heads of people eating, then dropped it
over the two tables we had picked.
Nearly simultaneously, all eleven girls took their right hands and scratched
their left breast with a single stroke. None of them noticed, but a few other
people did.
"COOL!" we both said.
"Hey, do you feel tired?" Joey asked. "I don't."
"No, I'm not tired at all," I replied. "Let's do a bigger one."
"Okay, but what? The more people we get to do it, the more obvious it gets."
"Well, do you think we could cover the whole room?"
"I don't think I want to try that yet. What if we both got headaches?"
"Yeah.. Hey, then what about a class?"
"Perfect! This is going to be so COOL," Joey said excitedly
We left the cafeteria and peeked into a couple class rooms, borrowing a pair of
eyes for a moment in each class.
"I like this one," Joey said on the fourth class. "Lots of good looking girls."
"Yeah, but there's almost thirty people in there. Oh well. What do you want to
try? Maybe bow to their teacher or something?"
"Hmm. Yeah, that's good for starters."
We did this several times, and each time we got a little better. Pretty soon,
we were having them get up out of their desks, twirl around three times, and
then sit down and cross their legs. It was a pretty cool effect.
"Hey, the bell is going to ring in about seven minutes," I said looking at
someone's watch. "Let's go and try something with Suzi's class. Hmmm, do you
think we could somehow make a hole in that sheet so Suzi doesn't get hit by it?"
"Awe man. If we can, I got the perfect thing to try," Joey said rubbing his
hands together.
Suzi was sitting at her desk, trying not to watch the time while she worked on
her math. As usual, a few people were talking in low voices when they were
supposed to be working on the homework during the last ten minutes of class.
Usually this didn't bother her because half the time she was one of those
people. But she was trying to get as much done because she wasn't sure whether
she would have time later with it being Joey's birthday.
She looked up at the clock for the tenth time in half as many minutes. "Five
minutes," she thought to herself. She drew her attention back to the problem
she had been working on, and a moment later realized those people had finally
shut up. But then there was a lot of strange shuffling going on, and when she
recognized the sound of a zipper, and then several more, she looked up.
Everyone in the class, including the teacher, had their eyes shut, their tongue
hanging out the left side of their mouth, and their hands down in their pants
while they masturbated. Suzi bolted out of her desk looking all around her,
then crossed her arms and said, "Okay fellas.. Come out, come out, where ever
you are."
Everyone in the class said, "Suzi!" making her jump. Everyone then started to
wiggle in their seats, then suddenly came out of their trance like state and
immediately were shocked to find what they were doing. Then they realized
everyone else was in the same predicament, and a few of them noticed Suzi was
standing, apparently the only one not affected.
The entire class had turned red, including Suzi. She sat down in a flash, and
gathered her things. By the time she got up to leave, everyone was completely
unaware anything had happened. Suzi just walked out of the class without anyone
noticing.
"Come along, boys," she said as she walked right by us, not even looking at our
smiling faces. "I have a some muscle bound jocks I want to check out."
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 3 - Rings of Love
(mc, mf)
"So, did you two have fun in the girls locker room?" Suzi said as we caught up
to her.
"Huh?" Joey said. "Tim! Did you tell her before telling me again?"
"No, Joey," I answered.
"Well?" Suzi said, still not looking at our faces. "Answer my question. Did you
enjoy your little trip to the girls locker room?"
"Hey," I said, getting in front of her and making her stop. "You told us to
have some boy fun... I thought that's what you wanted us to do."
Suzi broke out into a smile and said, "Touche'. You thought I was mad at you.
Of course that was what I meant. I knew you two were going to want to do it
sometime, and you would be more comfortable if I wasn't there. So, did you have
fun?"
I answered her with a kiss. The kiss was a long one, and we didn't even realize
the bell had rung until Joey broke us apart to get us moving. We were blocking
traffic.
Suzi led the way, and Joey and I were not all that surprised she went straight
for the weight room.
I grabbed Suzi's arm before she entered and said, "Hang on a sec."
"Why? It's not unusual for girls to go in," she said as she freed her arm and
walked in anyway.
Joey and I looked at each other in surprised when we heard several guys say,
"Hey Suzi," and the like.
We nearly bumped into each other trying to look in after a deep voice said, "Hey
Sexy. Come to help me pump some more iron?"
Suzi was standing in front of a guy three times her weight, laying on his back
pumping two large dumb bells. She said, "Pete, I'd like to introduce you to two
guys. They're..." she stopped finding we hadn't followed her in.
"Boys, come on in.." she said, humiliating us with the boys bit. "This is my
cousin Pete. Pete, meet my dumb bell boyfriends. Joey and Tim."
Pete put the real dumb bells down and held out his hand to shake the hands of
another two. "Nice to meet ya. Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" Pete
asked Joey.
"Uhm, no. That was someone else.." Joey said. I felt he was about to flee.
"Wait.. I remember. You were asking about.... YOU!" Pete said reaching for
Joey.
Joey tried to get away, but Pete grabbed his hand and started to shake it. "So
you're the lucky guy who took Suzi's other cherry," he said, overflowing with
friendliness.
"No-No, Pete. He took my first one, Tim took my other. But Joey took Tim's,
first."
"Huh?" Pete said, followed by several movements behind us, indicating that
others had heard.
"Uhm, Suzi..." I said looking around nervously, seeing the five guys behind us
getting up.
"Well, I'll be. Did you hear that fellas? Suzi has found herself some genuine
bi-s. You know what that means..."
Joey and I were linked and were ready to blanket them with a sleep command, when
Suzi said, "So, will you take care of these two while I go get ready?"
"Huh?" Joey and I said, not believing our ears.
"Sure, Suzi. All right fellas, let's have a little work out with our friends
here. Jake why dooonnn'tt yooouu...."
After there was six thuds from the floor, Joey and I turned around, Joey wiping
the dust off his hands while I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow like Mr.
Spock at Suzi.
"YOU TWO..... IDIOTS!" Suzi said in a fury. "They WERE going to show you how
to build some muscle while you figured out who would be good to.. you know." she
lowered her voice to a whisper, "make slaves out of."
Joey and I looked at each other in surprise. As some of the other people in the
room was trying to wake them up, Joey and I took Suzi by the arms and carried
her past all the commotion.
"Suzi, don't ever... EVER..." I said.
"What did you expect us to think?" Joey interrupted. "You knew what it looked
like to us."
"You were pulling a joke on us, but it backfired, didn't it?" I concluded.
"No.. Well Yes, but I didn't think.... OKAY! Just wake them UP!" Suzi said,
stamping her foot.
"Not until you tell us why you were so sure they wouldn't beat the crap out of
us," I said.
"Why would..... Oh... Duh. Because they're.... You know... gay," Suzi
finished in a whisper again.
"Those guys are a bunch of faggots?" Joey said also whispering.
"Oh Joey. They're not bad people. You've done as much as they have. They just
don't do it with girls very much."
"Are all these guys gay?" I said mostly to myself. I started peeking into their
minds and found most were not. There were twenty guys here, all of them bigger
than Joey and I. They were all upperclassmen, mostly Juniors. Out of the
twenty, only two were truly gay. Seven would be considered bi, the rest were
basically straight.
"No Suzi. I'm sorry, but I'm not going to.... Awe shit. It wouldn't be fair,
would it," I said.
"What?" Joey said.
"He was going to say he wasn't going to make any of the straight guys slaves
because he knows I want to see them... mess around with each other. You're
right Tim. If you and Joey can make two girls mess around, I can make two guys
do it too."
"No way. I'm not going to turn anybody into fags," Joey said rather loudly.
"Joey, she's right. What is the difference with us picking out the girls with
the biggest tits, smoothest bodies, and the nicest asses, if she can't pick out
the strongest guys with the biggest dicks. But Suz, there is a little
difference between making a guy gay, and making a girl gay. Girls can't fuck
girls, but guys can fuck guys. Unless of course you give the girls some of
those double headed dildos, but that's still not the same."
Suzi pouted. Then she said, "Well you can at least agree to letting me have the
bi or gay guys. If you can't let me have the pick of straights..."
"Let's just see what they say, all right? Come on Joey. Lets do a blanket
dreamville. I'll form it, you just grab an end."
"Huh? Blanket? Dreamville?" Suzi said after we turned towards the room.
"Okay, Suz. You have ten minutes before they have to be dressed for fifth
period," I said when it was done. "Just tell them what to do."
"Er, Tim?" Joey said as Suzi started to get them in line. "You don't need me in
here, do you?"
"Nah. Go ahead. Where are you goin' to go?"
"I think I'll just head up to our room and have something to eat. You want me
to bring down something?"
"That's okay. I think we'll get what she wants from these guys, and then we'll
join you up there in say, twenty minutes? Then maybe we can finally try out
that pull out bed. Just the three of us."
"Yeah, cool.... Okay," Joey said, glancing nervously at the line of stripping
guys before dashing out the door.
"Timmy?" Suzi called.
I walked up behind her and said, "Yeah, sweetness."
"Uhm, how do we figure out who is willing? Nobody here wants to be my slave."
"You have to find something they want bad enough to trade for it. Holy Shit!" I
said, spying one of the straight guys.
"What's wrong?" Suzi said as I walked over to him.
"Your name doesn't happen to be Ted, would it?" I asked the shaved crotched
Junior.
"Yes. I'm Ted."
"Tim? You know him?" Suzi said.
"Only by reputation. Ted, you have two girlfriends named Heather and Cindy,
right?"
"Yeah. That's them."
"Do you love them?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"You guess?"
"Well, yes then."
"Timmy... I only have nine minutes left. Can't you two talk later?"
"Okay, Suz. Here let me try something. RAISE your hand if you want to have
lots of worry free sex..... Okay, that didn't do any good. Put your hands
down... Hang on Suzi, this may take a few minutes."
I closed my eyes and started poking around in a few heads.
"Suzi, your cousin.... You want him?"
"Pete? Well, I used to dream about him... Uhm, maybe. But let's look for
someone else first."
I had another guy step forward. "This guy is trying to kick his drug habit. He
will do it for that..."
"Eeeeewwww!" Suzi squealed. "Timmy, yesss."
Four guys later, "Okay, this guy would do anything but the gay stuff to pass his
classes this year and get into college. And he has a friend in the same boat.
WHoa. I just found his friend. He's out in his car fucking... Tammy McGovern,
whoever she is. Yeah, he would do it too. Dang, Suz. Guys are easier than
girls."
"Always have been. Anybody else? What about the guy on the end."
"Hmmm... No I don't think so.. A and B student, has steady girl friend, no
drugs or drinking, no problems at home, no .... wait... Hmm, well it's not what
I was looking for, but... this guy is a bigot, big time. He like wants to start
something like the KKK in school. Well, I guess I'll just have to... Okay.
Nope. There's nothing for us to offer him."
"I take it he loves everyone now?"
"Deeply. Even your cousin. Well, how about it? I'd like to help this guy with
his drug thing. The others could just learn how to work a little harder on
their own."
"What's your name?" Suzi said to the guy with the drug problem.
"Ben Smith," he replied.
Ben was very well developed, in every department. His hair was a light brown,
almost a blond, with hazel eyes. I only mention this because he looked like a
blown up version of me. Even our haircuts were the same. But his dick was
almost twice the size of mine. Of course so were his biceps and every other
muscle on him.
"He's straight, Suz, but he'll do anything to feel the high he used to get. But
those other two are only willing to do the straight stuff. So either you can
have your cousin too, or wait until we find someone else. There are plenty of
others, you know."
"Yeah, I know. Uhm, well Ben, I guess you're it. We're out of time, aren't
we?"
"Yep. All right guys, get your clothes on and forget everything that has
happened here since Suzi came in. You had another day of pumping iron just like
you usually do. Ben, come over here after you're dressed."
When Ben joined us by the door, I said, "Ben? I'm gonna wake you up in a moment
and offer you a deal. You trust me completely now, and you will stay nice and
relaxed so you can think our deal through clear headed. Okay, Ben. You can
wake up now."
Ben blinked several times, then rubbed a eye with his hand.
"Hi Ben, my name is Tim, this is Suzi. We have a little deal to propose to you
to get you out of the mess you're in. You game?"
"What mess is that?" he said calmly.
"Your little drug problem. We'd like to help you kick the habit."
"Yeah, sure you can. Look, pip-squeak, I'm not in the mood for.."
"How would you like to feel that high you got from the special joint Dennis gave
you? You know, the one that felt better than anything else you ever have had?"
"How do you know about... Tell Dennis I'm not.."
"Dennis didn't send us. You trust me, right? I'm not trying to trick you, and
I'm certainly not selling drugs. Do you want to feel that high again or not?"
"Shit yeah. But you... errrkkkk," he squeaked as my artificial high
temporarily disrupted his regular thought patterns. My high only lasted for
five seconds, but had no after effects, and caused no damage.
"Holy..." he said after he came back to his senses. "How did you do that?"
"The bell is going to ring in thirty seconds, and I know you have a test next
period, so why don't I just speed this up a bit." I closed my eyes, and sent
him the knowledge of what I was asking him and all the details. The bell rang
while I was working, and I had to force him not to leave.
A minute later, I opened my eyes and asked, "Ben, yes or no. Do we have a
deal?"
"But you haven't.... Holy shit. Uhm... You really can do it? Okay. Yes. I'd
sell my soul to the devil for that."
"Lucky for you, she only wants your body. Oh yeah. Don't ever call me pip-
squeak again, k?"
"Okay."
"Okay, what?"
"er, Okay.. uhm, master? Shit."
"Very good. Now, I'll arrange for you to miss class last period. Come to 302
sixth hour and we'll do it then. And I'll make sure the test doesn't start
without you. But hurry anyway."
"Okay, uhm, thanks," the muscle bound image of me said as he left, slightly
dazed.
"Hey Suz?" I started as we made our way to the stairs to join Joey.
"What Tim?"
"If I worked out like that, do you think..."
"Bigger."
"Really? Why do you say that?"
"Remember how big my cousin is? When he was a freshman, he weighed under a
hundred pounds."
"Wow. Maybe Joey and I WILL let your cousin help us pump some muscle."
"I'd like that a lot. I work hard trying to make my body look good for you two.
It'd be nice if you boys did the same."
"BOYS?" I said grinning. We had reached the second floor, so I grabbed her,
threw her over my shoulder, and ran up the stairs.
Suzi opened the door and helped me inside.
"What happened?" Joey said, sitting up bare chested on the pullout bed.
"Tim tried to be macho for me. He'll be okay as soon as he gets some ice on
them. I'm sorry Timmy. I tried to miss you completely. My foot just landed
there."
"I know?" I squeaked. I concentrated and sent commands to reduce the pain
coming from my crotch.
"Ice, please," I said in a more natural voice. "I may be able to block the
pain, but they still are gonna swell a little."
"So, uhm, how many muscle heads did you, uhm, you know," Joey said.
"Only onE! HOLY SHIT that's COLD!" I said after Suzi dumped two ice cubes down
the front of my pants.
We filled him in, and then we told Suzi of our earlier conquests. By the time
we finished, my balls were back in business. We were all on the bed, I was
naked from the waist down, and Joey was still shirtless.
"Joey, since it's your birthday, what do you want to do first," Suzi asked,
swirling her hand across his bare chest.
"Well, at first I was thinking about all the chocolate and stuff. But the bed
would get really messed up, and we probably would have to shower afterwards. So
I dropped that idea. That's what I was looking forward to doing all day today,
but it's too much trouble.
Suzi was swirling her tongue around his left nipple, and Joey added, "MMmmm,
that's nice, Suzi."
"Would you like some more?" I asked. I pulled my shirt off and laid down and
imitated Suzi's tongue work on Joey's right nipple.
"Suz? Can I do your back door?" Joey said after a few minutes of us pampering
his chest.
Suzi sighed, then said, "Sure. Anything for the birthday boy. I just wish it
hadn't been so long. I know it's gonna hurt at first." But then she snaked her
hand down to his jeans snaps and started to undo them.
"Hey Tim, can you do my back door at the same time?"
"Anything for the birthday boy. Suz, let me do that. You're still dressed.
Unless Joey wants to undress you himself.."
"Uhm, how much time do we have until the others get here? Shit Tim. Why didn't
we buy a clock for this room?"
"What, with me around? I don't need a clock. We have thirty five minutes."
"Strip yourself Suz. I don't want to run out of time. We haven't had any real
sex for two months."
"Lift your butt," I said while pulling his jeans off him. "Hey Joey. The twins
want to fuck again, but.. Well, I don't want to it without you and Suzi. After
what happened last time, you think you want to do it again?"
I pulled his underwear off, then climbed off the bed and hung them and his jeans
over the easy chair's arm where his shirt was. Then I went over to a drawer and
grabbed the tubes of KY.
Joey had been silent thinking about it. When I crawled on the bed beside him
and waited for his answer, he bent his dick to the side and touched mine with
the head. After he did this twice more, he turned to look at me and said, "I
don't know Tim. I mean, it was great, but yet it was... you know."
"Yeah, I know. We were so vulnerable. They could have left us their slaves
with a single thought. But they didn't. I think they deserve to be trusted..
But I don't know if I want to do it again either. Think about it. I'll do the
same."
Suzi crawled up to Joey and said, "Pardon me butting in, but are we going to
take a trip to the little girls room before we begin?"
"Shit. Man, I was ready to start."
"So was I. Well, come on. If you want, put your pants on Joey. I'll go naked.
Suz?"
"I'll go like this since our time is short," Suzi said turning red in
anticipation. "Once we get there Timmy, you do the honors. But no tricks," she
warned.
When we got to the second floor, we started down the hall to the nearest girls
room, when I spotted the men's faculty bathroom, and pulled them in there. Even
with that bathroom being so close, it still took us ten minutes round trip. But
we had taken the time to clean our tushes with the handsoap so we would be
clean.
Suzi was wet from our little nude run-around, and almost ripped Joey's jeans
when she pulled them off.
Joey announced from the bed, "Let the sex begin!"
Suzi and I simply pounced on the bed, then each took a nipple again. Suzi
slipped her hand down to his hard on, and started messing with it, then Joey did
the same for me. After a few minutes, Suzi had worked her body on top of him,
and Joey's hand finally had to let me go due to lack of room. We were all
getting into it pretty fast.
Suzi grabbed a condom from somewhere, and was about to put it on Joey when I
asked "Suzi, what do you need that for? Your butt is cleaned out, remember?"
"I don't want to get pregnant. He's gonna want to do it the regular way first,
and it's not the time of month I can get away with it."
We were all cooling down from the interruption.
"Suzi, I forgot to tell you. My mom showed me how to keep a woman from getting
pregnant before having sex with her. You don't need that unless you're worried
about VD."
"Oh, now you tell me," she said, tossing the package off the bed. "Well, do it,
and be quick about it."
"Done. Now, all you have to do is tell me when you want your next period. My
mom said she would have it every three months. You can't go much longer without
messing up your... equipment."
"How long has it been since your mom told you?" Suzi asked.
"About a week ago," I lied.
"I'm glad you finally decided to tell, me. Shit. We only have ten minutes,"
Suzi said after checking the watch I had snagged. Then she started climbing on
top of Joey.
"Shit, Suz. Your starting to sound like MMMmmph" Joey said as Suzi began
kissing the life out of him.
I was being left out of the lovin', but that was okay. Joey and Suzi started
rolling their crotches together, and I saw they were trying to work it to enter
her without having to break apart. I watched, letting the time slip by. We all
jerked when it did go in, and by that time, I was stroking myself. Suzi started
to hump in and out, and I realized that they were building towards a climax.
It was kind of beautiful, though. Their crotches were making love, not sex. It
was a steady, calm kind of humping, not the frantic fast pace kind. I was sorry
to see them stop a minute later.
They broke their lips apart, and were breathing very hard for a minute before I
said, "The bell is gonna ring in three minutes. So what if our soon to be
slaves come before we're done. They'll just go next door until we signal them
that we're ready."
They nodded, so I sought out everyone who had been invited. Suzi and Joey had
gone back to their lovin' by the time I finished, so I just laid down on my
back, closed my eyes, and wanked a while.
The bell rang, and that brought them back out into the real world. I kept my
eyes closed, listening to their breathing.
"Okay, Tim, I think we're ready," Joey's somewhat breathless voice said.
"Just tell me what to do," I said not opening my eyes, just taking my hand off
my pecker and waiting.
"Okay..." Joey said. There was some movement on the bed, then I found Suzi
climbing on top of me.
"Fuck me you fool," she said when I opened my eyes and looked.
"Yes Ma'am" I said, grabbing her butt cheeks. Her hot, wet, not-as- tight-as-I-
remembered cunt lowered over the head of my dick. Her mouth met mine, and we
began trading shares of each others spit on the open market while her crotch
continued to sink down over my dick. When our curly mounds met, Suzi suddenly
broke her kiss and looked at me with surprise.
"What?" I gently asked.
"Timmy, your dicky," Suzi said very quietly. "It may not be as big around,
but... it's longer.."
"Really?" I said overjoyed, yet just as quietly. "How do you know that?"
She gave me a frustrated look and said, "Well, it doesn't take much to figure
that out. You went deeper than Joey did. It isn't as... filling, but the
head.. I think it is almost... a head longer."
"Hey!" Joey said from behind Suzi's ass. "What are you two talking about? Come
on. Fuck, god damn it. FUCK!"
I smiled and said, "You heard stumpy. Fuck me you sex goddess."
After we returned to our kiss, she began to roll her groin, pushing and pulling
on my shaft without lifting herself off me. This new sensual kind of humping
quickly became easier as her juices seeped down my shaft and lubricating our
joined crotches. As her love passage was slowly milking my cock, I felt a surge
of my precum shoot out. I gasped in her mouth, then we slowed as Joey began
working his lubed finger in to her backside. After a few minutes, Suzi was
gasping and wiggling under the stimulation of Joey's fingers and my cock.
Finally, the moment had come for Joey to enter her. We had to move sideways on
the bed, which kind of reduced some of the excitement we had built up. But with
a little teasing around her ass, she was ready and willing.
"Suz, do you want to do this on your own this time? Or do you want me to help?"
I asked as he slipped his fingers out.
"Help Only if I can't do IITT!" she said as Joey stuck his head in.
She bore down, and after a few moments, Joey announced, "Holy shit! I'm IN!
All the way! Shit!"
Suzi had tears in her eyes, but other than her raised voice talking to me, she
hadn't uttered a sound. She opened her eyes, the gave me a teary smile.
"I've been working it out on one of those vibrators," Suzi said a little
shakily. "It still hurts, but nothing like? <grunt> last time."
I smiled and said, "Smart Sexy Suzi."
After another minute or two, Suzi signaled to Joey to try moving. Another
minute later, she started to enjoy it, and so did I. I could feel Joey's cock
sliding in and out of her ass, and it was a slightly different feeling than last
time.
After Joey had nearly come, he slowed down, then stopped.
"Okay Tim. Guess it's time. Suz, roll on our side with me," Joey said.
Joey and Suzi rolled off me, then laid on their sides while I climbed over.
"Shit, Tim. I'm starting to go soft. Hurry up and get your fingers in me SO I
GET hard, yeah <grunt> like thAT!" he said as I stuck the second finger in. I
started to use a little trick I had lifted from someone's mind. I searched and
found his prostate, then started to tease it gently. He jerked, stiffened, then
became real loose. It wasn't all physical manipulation, but the mental part was
very minimal.
Once we were both lubed, I said, "Could you guys roll onto your tummies a
minute? Just until I'm in?"
They did. I told him I was ready, and he said he was too. I slipped in him on
the first try. He was hurting more than Suzi had, but not as much as I would be
if Joey wanted to do me that day.
Once Joey was enjoying it, the three of us got a rhythm, and pretty soon our
orgasms were starting to form. I linked the three of us, and then included our
guests in the next room once Joey had used his sharing link. They never knew
what hit them. Luckily, the minds of extra people who were not contributing
stimulation allowed all of us to enjoy our simultaneous orgasm without blowing
our minds like the last time we had tried a three way linked orgasm like that.
Joey had really felt my cum shoot inside him that time. I had found that my
father's drink had not only a great taste and acted as an aphrodisiac, but also
had all the necessary nutrients to recharge yourself. I probably had cum as
much in Joey's ass as I had into Cindy's mouth his morning.
I closely monitored the birthday boy's mood, and found him wanting to fall
asleep with my dick in his, and his in hers. So I forced our dicks to stay
hard, and soon Joey was asleep.
"Suzi, he's asleep. How you doin'?"
"I'm getting tired of this prick in my ass, if that's what you mean," she said
half humorously.
"Should we wake him? Or I can keep him under and you can pull off him."
"Just let it go soft, will you? It's kind of uncomfortable with it hard like
that and not moving."
"Done."
"Thank you. Okay. Keep him under. I'm gonna... Timmy? I need to go to the
bathroom. Can you.. you know.."
"Go ahead. I'll make sure no one sees you. No tricks either."
She left. I started to implant my slave commands in the other two, and then
modified all three so they would not be so... slave-ish all the time. Their
personalities would show through, and they wouldn't be so happy to do
everything. We could still make them do anything, it just wouldn't be.. as
simple.
The ceremony of placing the slave rings on the other two was rushed because time
was getting short. But we all were dressed and got to the buses with out any
problems. Sex with the slaves would have to wait for another day.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 4 - A Day With the Slaves
(mc, mf)
The next morning in the limo, Joey and I came to the same conclusion.
"Hey Tim. How about we, er, have another day off? I'm horny as hell."
"Yeah, I was just going to ask you the same thing. Okay. What about Suzi?"
"Hmmm. Well since this is our regular day to miss class anyway..."
"Okay. But she'll be pissed if she finds out."
"Yeah. Well we can ask her then."
When we got to school, Suzi had a request of her own.
"I was hoping you guys would want to do that. Tell you what. If you would just
send the boys in the weight room to dreamville each period, I'll be fine. And
could you get Ben out of class all day? You guys got to try out your slaves
yesterday, but I didn't."
"I'm cool with that. How about you Joey?"
"I guess so," Joey said darkly.
"Joey," Suzi said wrapping her arms around him. "Please don't feel like this?
I just want to have the same fun that you do."
"I know... I just wish we did this together," Joey said softly to her. Then he
brightened up and said, "But you're right. Go and have a blast. Just promise
me to save me some lovin' for last period. Okay?"
Suzi gave him a deep kiss, then said, "GRRRRR."
I said, "She said.."
Joey interrupted, "I know."
We walked her to the weight room were she gave me a deep kiss while Joey formed
the blanket and we sent the guys to dreamville. I found Ben had a test to take
that period, so I told Suzi he would join her during second hour.
The bell rang while Joey and I were making our way to the girl's locker room,
but we didn't wait to blanket the locker room. A few people came in late, but
we got them as soon as they reached the door.
Suzi already had hers stripping by the time Joey and I reached our destination.
The girls' coach opened the door for us, and we walked in finding all the girls
lined up for us nude.
"Wow, Tim. I wish we had seen these girls yesterday. There's more tits and ass
here than all of yesterday's combined."
"Yeah. Look at this one. Come here, sexy," I said to a perfect tanned brunette
with great tits. "What's your name?"
"Linda Green"
"Bend over, Linda.. Okay stand up. I like your tattoo. Tell us about your sex
life."
"Sure. Tom Richardson and I did it when we were twelve, and screwed around
until he moved away two years ago. We loved to suck each other off, and I miss
that a lot. Missy Lisp and I like, er, fool around. She is sorta my girlfriend
now. She and I give her brother and his friends blowjobs every week to get my
weekly fix."
"Where is Missy now?"
"Uhm," she said looking on down the row, "she's right down there. She has a
tattoo like mine."
"Missy!" both Joey and I called.
"Yeah?" another stunning brunette answered.
"Come 'ere." Joey said.
When she did so, we had the two brunettes stand side by side.
"Missy, tell us about your sex life," I said.
"Well, uhm, Jim Dunsan and I met at a dance about two years ago. We fell heads
over heels in love and after a month we did it. We broke up three months later,
and I haven't really spoke to him since. Then I met Linda, and we've been
messing around a lot. I give my brother and his friends head once in a while to
pay for the joints they give me. They give me six a week for Linda's and my
blow jobs, plus two for each of the video tapes they take of us together."
"Shit. Hey Tim, Linda doesn't know about the video tapes. But I just found out
she does some selling off the side for extra cash. Shit."
"They both have a clean bill of health though. I want em'. How about you?"
"Fuck yeah. I wouldn't mind watching them mess around with each other too."
"Okay. They will do it too. Why don't you wake them up and do the talking and
I'll check some of the other girls out."
"Cool. I was hoping you would let me do that part."
Joey took the two aside, while I walked down the line. I reached the end, then
went back over them one more time telling twelve of the girls to get in the
shower. The rest got dressed and the coach took them to the gym.
I stripped and got in the showers with the twelve wet and naked girls. I went
up to each of them and sampled each of their breasts. Then I sorted them by
virginity, and found eight of them were.
"Damn," I said to myself. "That's the three best looking ones too."
Then I said to the girls, "How many of you have given blow jobs?"
Five of the twelve indicated they had.
"What's your name?" I asked one.
"Dawn Ruble."
"Say, aren't you one of the Golden Girls?"
"Yep."
"Wow," I said before I started scanning her mind. I found something and said,
"Dawn, how would you like to never feel those cramps you have every month."
"Oh! Would I ever. The pain killers I have to take make me so spacey, they're
almost as bad as the pain."
"Okay. You trust me completely now, and you will stay perfectly calm when I
wake you up. Okay. Wake up Dawn.
Dawn closed her eyes and shook her head slightly then opened them up again.
"What's going on?" she said.
"Hi, I'm Tim. How would you like to never feel those cramps again even if you
didn't take anything for them?"
"Why are we naked in the girls showers? And how did you get in here in the
first place?"
"Dawn, I'm not going to go into that kind of detail. Just trust me that you're
in no danger of doing anything you don't want to do. Okay? I'm only going to
offer this once more. I can take your cramp pains away permanently and give you
the best orgasms you ever could imagine. Like this one," I said touching her
nose.
I created the sensation of a wet hot mouth kissing a path from her nose down her
body to her crotch. There it teased and stimulated her until it brought her to
a exploding orgasm with a extremely loud moan.
"Dawn?"
"Yeah?" she replied panting.
"Would you like to feel that again on a regular basis?"
"Yes. But how.."
"Don't worry about the how, just don't go anywhere for a minute," I said closing
my eyes.
I transferred the knowledge for the slave agreement, then opened my eyes. I had
Dawn follow me over to my discarded clothes.
I took out a slave ring from my pocket and said, "Okay. If you agree to my
deal, you will put this ring on and become my slave."
"What are you tal... oh... okay...... I agree. Uhm, Tim? Are you.. a witch
or something?"
"A witch? Heh, now that's a new one. No. I'm just a horny telepathic
sophomore. Here, put it on if you mean it."
"Eww, that felt good, master," Dawn said after she slipped the ring on and
kissed my ring.
"Dawn. Please be yourself now, okay?"
"Okay, uhm, Tim. Hey, I have a question."
"Hmm? Shoot."
"Can I kiss you? It's kind of a thing I have. Kiss the guy before I ever blow
them."
"Sure. I think I'll make that my own rule. Kiss a girl before she blows me," I
said half jokingly as I gently took her in my arms. Our bodies pressed
together, and my dick throbbed against her crotch. I kissed her very gently at
first, building in energy for several minutes until she was nearly impaling
herself with me.
Then just before I was about to break the kiss, her hand slipped down and
slipped my dick in her virgin cunt. She pushed against me hard, but I managed
to break away.
"Shit!" I gasped. "You knew I wouldn't let you do that. Why did you even try?"
Dawn recovered from her own shock and said, "I'm sorry.. I guess... I got
caught up in it. I really didn't mean to.. Thanks for stopping me."
"You're welcome," I said crossly. Her moment of weakness had created a lust to
take her virginity, and thus another urge I had to fight. But I quickly decided
I would satisfy my lust with a fitting punishment.
"Since you can't control your own lust, I guess I will have to. For two weeks
you will crave nothing else but the taste of my cum. Nothing else will satisfy
your lust," I said making it happen.
"Now come over here and beg me to let you give me the best blow job you can
give," I continued. "When I come in your mouth you will have your release. And
whenever you see me, you will feel the need to suck me return."
Her eyes glazed over a moment as her new lust began to take hold.
"Please Tim? Your dick looks so good. My mouth is already watering thinking
about it. I'll lick it and suck it and anything else you want me to. My mouth
wants to be your fuck toy. Please master. Fuck my mouth? Let me suck you
off?"
"You may."
Her eager mouth sucked my hard prick like a vacuum cleaner. I had never felt
such suction before. Her tongue rubbed the underside of the shaft while
constantly keeping her vacuum going. I enjoyed her powerful mouth for a few
minutes before I tired for more.
"Suck it, slave. Suck it. You want my hot seed so badly, don't you? Now start
making some slurping sounds. When I get tired of that, I'll just fuck your
mouth like you want me to so bad."
She released her vacuum, and began to suck on it like a baby with a pacifier.
The slurpy noises she made were loud and quite erotic, stimulating my own
lustful state. When I did start to fuck her mouth, she responded by grabbing
hold of my ass to keep her balance.
"Yes slave, suck my prick. Your lust for my cum will build and build. Now take
it all the way in! Yesssss. That's it.."
I was pumping into her mouth, the head of my dick slipping in and out of her
throat. Her constant slurps and powerful surges of suction brought me to a
climax quickly.
"HERE it CUMS," I said, throwing my head back with the pleasure.
Her hungry mouth sucked and licked while my semen spurted into it, triggering an
orgasm within her with each shot. I kept thrusting into her mouth, and finally
grabbed her head and went in deep. I held her there for twenty seconds or more,
squirting the last bit down her throat. When I released her, she gasped for
breath, but immediately returned to her suckling. I started going soft, but her
efforts kept me at a semi hard state.
I let her continue to suck me the rest of the period while I questioned and
scanned the other girls. I almost enslaved two more of the girls, but decided
to wait for another day.
I checked in with Suzi mentally and found she had picked several more out for
herself. She had gotten impatient waiting for us to contact her, but didn't
complain since she had two of the guys playing with each other's dicks.
I checked her selection out, finding one of them rather interesting.
"Hey Suz... The guy who is pointing at himself fucks sheep on his uncle's farm
during the summer. And he fucks his cousins too. And his sister. Damn, he
fucks everything."
"Uhm, maybe I don't want him after all. The farm animals were just a joke for
me you know," she replied.
"Yeah, I know...."
A few minutes later, "All right, this guy," I thought to her as a dark Mexican
looking guy stepped forward, "will do it, and he's already bi. And its the same
story with him as Ben's. Drugs."
About ten minutes before the period ended, "Suz, the guy who just got down on
his hands and knees sells drugs to the elementary kids and shit. He's a real
sicko. He likes making the kids suck him off if they can't pay for it. He even
raped one of the girls. He's gonna turn himself in today, but before that
happens, do you think your cousin would like to, er, rape him?"
"NO! Pete would never rape someone!"
"Okay. What if I have Ben or Janos here do it? Would that be okay?"
"If you want someone to rape him, find some big man that does it all the time.
Then fix it so neither one of them ever do it again."
"Right. Well, I'll take care of that later. So you want Janos?"
"Yes, please, and can he stay with me and Ben?" Suzi thought back to me.
I checked and told her that was fine. I transferred the slave agreement into
Janos's head, then thought to Suzi, "Wake him up while the others get dressed,
then tell him who you are, and ask him if it is a deal. When he says yes, just
give him a ring and he'll put it on and kiss yours. Then he's all yours."
She sent back, "Thanks, Timmy," then before I disconnected, I heard her saying
out loud, "Janos? Come over here, beef cake. Everybody else get dre.."
When the coach came back with the other girls, I had the twelve remaining all go
and get dressed. I told Dawn not to put her bra or panties back on, and that
she would be staying with me for the rest of the day.
Joey had the other two new slave girls worshipping his cock and balls in a
corner of the showers. I reached out and checked the girls, finding everything
there in order except for one thing.
"Hey, how come you made them think they were only thirteen?"
"Huh? Oh.. They wanted it that way. I didn't bother to find out why. Oh
shit. Did you take care of Suz?"
"Just finished. She has another one too. Dawn here is a virgin and Golden
Girl. There were two others, but I figured we had enough for now."
"Yeah, that's good thinking. Let's have Sheryl and Julie join us so we can have
some fun. Unless you had other ideas."
"Fun sounds good. I'm kinda thirsty, so let's head up to our room. Dawn?
Since you're the only one dressed, why don't you go to room 118 and wait for
Julie Simmons. Just show her your ring, and she'll show you hers. She'll take
it from there."
"Okay, Tim. Hey, when am I supposed to call you master?"
"You'll do it when you are supposed to, don't worry."
Dawn left, and the four of us got dressed. We didn't bother to put our
underwear on, and just stuck them in the girls' purses. We left the locker room
just before the bell rang, and hung around the entrance a few minutes until
Sheryl showed up. She gave each of us a hot kiss, which didn't get unnoticed.
Joey and I were suddenly painfully grabbed by the necks from behind. My eyes
were shut from the pain, and for a moment I thought I would black out from not
having enough blood to my brain. The three girls threw themselves at our
assailant causing him to temporarily lose his grip on me.
I instantly turned around and belted him a blow to the stomach, barely missing
one of the girls. I almost broke my hand on his washboard abdomen, so I dealt
him a different kind of punch.
My index finger touched the arm he had Joey by, causing the big gorilla to
scream with pain, letting Joey sink to the floor coughing. The walking wall was
reaching to tear me to shreds when I said, "You must be Stan. Have a seat, dick
head."
His feet went out from under him, shocking Stan as much as the crowd that had
formed around us.
"What the Fuck!" Stan said when he tried to get up. "You Fucken Fuckhead! I
can't get up! I'll tear your balls off and shove them down your nose if...
Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb... FUCK!"
"Okay folks, show's over," I said while Joey and I had blanketed the crowd.
Then I helped Joey to his feet while Stan continued to mix nursery rhymes with
cuss words.
"Well, if it isn't Stan the man," Joey said as he stepped inside Stan's reach.
Stan grabbed Joey's leg, then immediately yelped in pain and let go. He looked
at his hand, finding it was not burned like it had felt.
"What the Fuck Humpty Dumpty sat on a great wall have you two shitheads hickery
dickory dock done to me!"
"Oh this is nothing compared to what we are going to do to you," Joey said
giving him a frightening grin.
"Stan, stand up and don't speak another word," I said.
"Wha..." was all Stan could say as my commands sunk in.
Stan stood up, his face a mixture of fear and anger.
Sheryl walked up to her brother and said, "Stan, meet my masters, Tim and Joey.
Now you be a good boy and don't make them any angrier than they already are. I
wouldn't want to upset mom and dad if you suddenly thought you were a dog."
"Excellent idea!" Joey said.
"Go ahead Joey, he's all yours. I'll take the next jerk who tries to mess with
us."
"Okay, Stan," Joey said staring into his eyes. "For the rest of your life,
anytime your sister whistles for you, you will become her loyal and loving
pooch, doing anything she asks, and will stay acting like a dog until she says
'good boy, Stan.' You will never threaten her or her boyfriends again. Nor
will you tell anyone about us or about anything we do to you. Er, anybody have
anything else they want to add?"
"Uhm, Joey? I can't whistle," Sheryl said.
"Allow me," I said. "Here, turn and look at my lips."
She turned towards me and watched me whistle once. Before I could do it again,
she interrupted me.
"I've tried hundreds..."
"Shhh.. Watch me again.." I said before I took control of her mouth and lungs
and had us both whistle. I did it a few more times, adjusting her mouth to get
the best sound. Then I placed that knowledge in her head and said, "Now try it
yourself."
She did it three more times and excitedly said, "Thanks! <whistle> here Stan!"
Stan's eyes glazed a moment, then he got down on his hands and knees, stuck out
his tongue panting, and rushed up to his sister, knocking her over. He licked
and licked her giggling face until she finally called him off.
The bell rang, and the few people who had watched our little show scurried off.
"Sheryl, you better send him off to class. You can play with your new pet
later," I said feeling horny.
"Awe, can't we... yes, master," Sheryl said when I showed her my ring. "Good
boy, Stan."
Stan blinked and almost fell on his back as he tried to get away from us as fast
as possible.
"Oh, and Stan..." I called after the fleeing muscle head. "You can speak
normally now."
"Shiit!" Stan said as he tripped and fell around the corner.
The five of us walked together talking about who else deserved a little doggy
treatment. Joey and I remembered to blanket the guys in the weight room to
Suzi's great relief. They had told her to leave when the bell had rung.
When we reached the third floor, Julie and Dawn were talking to another girl
outside our locked room.
"Shit. We forgot we had an appointment with her," Joey said.
"Let's see..." I said as I did a little scanning.
When we joined them at the door, and as Joey unlocked it, I said, "Okay, I
excused you from class. Your name is Tracy, right?"
"Uhm, yes," Tracy said following us in. Then she said "Wow," when she spotted
the painting of Joey, Suzi, the twins, and I.
I gave Joey a grin, then said, "Uhm, Tracy. Let's go in the next room to talk.
Hey Joey. Can you wait until I get done with Tracy before you pass out the
drinks? I don't want to miss anything good."
"Oh... okay. I guess we do have all day."
Tracy and I went into the drawing room and each took an easy chair.
"You guys sure have it made up here. Who did you have to kill to get all of
this?"
"Never mind about us. What did you want to see one of us about?"
"Uhm, oh," she said, turning a little pink. "Well, I kinda need some money."
"Money? For what?"
"Uhm, I can't really say. I don't know why I..."
"Shit. Not drugs again. How much does he owe? Twelve hundred! Whew! Why are
you here asking for your brother?"
"How do you know about that!"
"Look, you're here for help, I'm willing to help you. I can do a lot of things,
so just chill, okay? Why are you here and not your brother?"
With a little help, she decided to trust me.
"My brother doesn't know. I'm kinda responsible for the mess he's in, and so
I'm..."
"No you're not. It isn't your fault your ex-boyfriend got him mixeded up in
this. Okay, let's see. Your brother is... shit. He's in seventh grade? How
the hell did he wind up owing them twelve hundred dollars?"
"He... only owed three hundred, but they keep making it higher and higher when
he can't pay them. Look, I'll do anything to get him out of this mess..."
"I can help, but not in the way you're thinking. I'll need to meet your
brother, then we will take care of those goons. Uhm, Tracy... You can stop
worrying about your end of the deal. I'm not going to ask you or make you do
anything you don't already want to do. Okay?"
"So... you don't want me to... have sex with you?"
"Oh, well yes, but no. Your brother is the one in trouble. Not you. He's the
one who used the shit when he didn't have the money. He's the one who will have
to make the deal with me. But don't worry. I'm not gonna do anything to him."
"Why don't you go back to class and stop worrying," I said as I sent the
commands as well.
All she said was "Thanks," and left.
I returned to the other room, finding the bed out and Joey pouring drinks.
"So what are we going to do with a seventh grader?" Joey asked when he handed me
three glasses.
"I don't know. But in two years he will be a freshmen, so maybe Suzi could have
some fun with him then," I said handing Linda and Missy their drinks.
Linda and Missy both took a sip, then looked at each other.
"What is this?" Missy.
"Just their little pick me up and fuck me drink," Julie said after she drained
hers.
"Oh, wow. I feel it," Dawn said getting on her knees in front of me.
"Okay, time for everybody to get naked," Joey said, taking off his shoes.
We all stripped, then Joey and I got on the bed and sat up against the couch
back.
Dawn crawled up between my legs and immediately began pumping my dick with her
mouth.
"Whoa, Dawn. I want you to save your energy. I won't cum until I'm ready, so
just suck on it to keep it hard and no more. Yeah... That's it."
Joey motioned Julie over and said, "How about getting your sluts here to take
turns fucking me while they give you some girly lovin'?"
"Me? Okay, Joey. Uhm..." Julie said indecisively. But then she laid down at
our feet, and sent Linda over to Joey. She had Missy licking out her cunt, and
coaxed Sheryl to kiss her. After a few minutes, Sheryl was on top of Julie
while Missy took turns eating them out.
Linda was humping Joey slowly while they kissed, and I began to feel a little...
restless.
"Missy! Get your tits over here," I called. She scrambled over to me and
offered her breasts. As I sucked her left nipple, I started to finger her clit.
Still not really satisfied, I got an idea. I ordered Dawn to stop, then had
Missy lay down in my place.
"Missy, I am going to fuck you now. Tell me how that makes you feel."
"Oh, that makes me feel soo hooorrrnnnyy.. Please master, fuck me. Fuck me
and fill me up with your hot sex juice!"
I mounted her, plunging my dick into her hot tight hole. I was pleasantly
surprised when her muscles seemed to grip me as I pulled out, then loosened as I
entered. Once I got up to speed, I had Dawn lick my shaft on each pump.
"Fuuuckkkk meeeeee Master! Pound your gorgeous cock into my pussy! Yeah!
GOooooooOOOOOO!!! MASTER!" Missy cried like a cheerleader. "OH! OH! I'm gonna
CUM! Master! I'm Gonna.. AIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Oh! Fuck me. Fuck me.
Fuck my Fucken fuck hole. I'm so... Fucken.... fucken..... fucked..."
"You can say that again," Julie muttered from under Sheryl's crotch.
I pulled out of Missy's clasping cunt and let Dawn clean it up for me. I was
checking out Julie's enjoyment of Sheryl's tongue, finding her rather bored.
"Julie, come out of there..." I called as Joey's moans, shudders and shakes
indicated he was cumming inside of Linda. Compared to Missy's loud and dirty
mouthed orgasm, Joey's and Linda's was rather... well, lame. Something about a
loud orgasm just makes it seem.. like you accomplished something.
"You rang?" Julie said wiping the wetness from around her mouth, sitting on her
legs in front of me.
"Do me a favor. Next time you get bored doing something we ask you to do,
get... creative. Do something you'll get excited about. Like... You know.
Make them sorry you're their queen bitch."
"Okay. But... I guess girls just don't excite me. I mean, yesterday it was
really hot. But I think it was because you made me do it, and because it was so
dirty. But I'd rather mess with someone with a cock."
"Amen to that," Sheryl said, fingering herself.
"Hey, Tim?" Joey said. "Maybe we should get some guys for ourselves to keep
the girl population happy."
"What, get slaves for the slaves? No way. I'm sorry ladies. This is a private
club, with Suzi, Joey and I being the sole members. Everyone else is just the
hired help. But I promise for now on, if we want some lesbian action, we'll
just let Missy and Linda have at it. I guess I just assumed you would like it
once you did it."
"Well, it's not all that bad, but..." Julie started.
"There's something missing, and it's the thing that get gets us excited," Sheryl
finished, and Julie nodded her head.
"Hmmm, well, in that case, I guess you two would rather have your brains fucked
out now. Joey? Any preferences?"
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm kinda all fucked out."
"You? Shit. Well, that's okay. I can do you both at the same time. Hey
Julie, when are you going to get that doctor's appointment?"
"I already have it. It's today after school."
"Okay. Until then, you're just going to have to make do with my invisible
cock."
Dawn popped my dick out of her mouth and said, "Invisible cock?" before the
others could.
"Hey," Joey said. "Show me how you do that. I'd like to surprise Suzi
sometime."
"Show you wha! OHH OHHHH OHHHHH OHHHHH OHHHHH OHHHHH!" Julie cried,
falling backwards on the bed, spreading her legs wide, and stretching her pussy
with her hands.
"OHHHHH OHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHH OOOOOOHHHH OH OH OH
OH OH OH OH ooooohHHHHHHH!" she said quite seriously.
"See?" I said loudly to Joey. "It's really easy once you get the rhythm going
right. Shit, Julie. You're really turning me on. You're gonna be a lotta fun
to fuck for real."
"OHHH OHHHHHH OHHH OHHHHHH!" Julie replied.
"Well, can I try it?" Joey said.
"Sure. But get your own. Julie's mine. I think Sheryl's primed and ready."
The "EEEK!" from Sheryl was just a drop in the lake compared to Julie's wailing.
"So Julie. Do you like it faster?"
"OOOHHH OOOHHHH OOOHHH OOOHHHH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OOOHHHH OOOHHH!"
"Or maybe, even faster?"
"OHHH Oh OH OH OH Oh OH Oh OH!"
"Nope," I said, finding the tone not as enjoyable to my ears. "Okay, how about
slower"
"OOhhhh OOhhhh OOhhhhh OOOOOOHHHHHHH!"
"Ah, I think I may have something here. How about some fast stuff.."
"OOHH! OOHH! OHH! OOOHHHH!!!!"
"Followed by some really slllooowwww stuff."
"OOOHHHHHHHHH! OOOHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Ah, fuck it. You better be clean Julie, because you've got me so horny.." I
said climbing on top of her.
"YES! FUCK me TIM! OH YES! OHHHHH OHHHH! OHH!!! OHHHHHHH!
OOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!" she pointed out.
"AAHHHH," I advised. "AAHH AAAHHHHH AHHHH AHHHH AHHHH"
"OOHH OHHH OOOHHH OOHH"
"AAAHHHHH"
"OHHHHHH"
"AAAAAHHHH"
"OOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH OOOHHHHH AHHH!"
"OOOOOHHHHH? OHHHHHHH!"
"AHHHHHGGGGGGGG AAHHHHHHRRRRRAAAAA"
"OOOHHHHHH OOHHHHH OOOOOHHHHHHHH"
And with a "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" here and
a "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" there, we came
together, (E I E I O!) wiggling and humping, not giving a damn that our cries
were probably being heard not only on the second floor, but the first, and
possibly in the basement.
I laid on top of Julie, catching my breath as she did the same. Joey and Sheryl
both started going wild, Joey having found he wasn't so fucked out after all,
and they started their pitifully weak moans as they came.
I looked at Julie and said, "That was the hottest sex I ever had. Where did you
lean to moan like that?"
She looked at me with her humorous look and said, "I've just had lots and lots
of practice."
As Dawn returned to my pick to nurse, I checked in with Suzi again. Ben had
joined her, and I was surprised to find him and Janos dressed. Before I went
over her selection with her, I inquired why.
"I didn't want to take the chance that they had something. Timmy, it's not
fair. You and Joey have had fun with your slaves, and I can't with mine until
they get checked. Why don't you males ever think about these things before
someone wants to have sex?"
"Uhm, I don't know. Girls do it too, ya know. Joey and I have just been..
Lucky I guess. Look, Suz. How about this. I'll get what we need so we can
test them ourselves, okay? If we have to, we can change a room into an
examination room and lab, or I can program the nurse to do it. Or something.
Okay?"
"Humph. That would be wonderful, if we already had it. Come on. Maybe one of
these guys will be safe."
I began my scanning of the five she had picked out, and was just finishing the
second when the weight room door opened and someone came in.
"Shit! What the hell is going...." the intruder said before I could flip the
dream switch.
"Close the door, please," Suzi said, recovering from her own shock.
I quickly scanned the freshman, finding he was just bringing a message for the
weight room trainer from the boys team sports coach. Suzi told him to deliver
the message, then was about to send him away when I stopped her.
"Hey Suzi, Kyle here may be what you're looking for. He's a virgin, but only
because he got caught right before he was going to do it with his older sister.
He just moved here, and he doesn't have too many friends yet. And he used to
mess around with a buddy of his, and even gave him a few blows. He's clean,
horny, bi, and..."
"But he's... kinda thin.."
I had Kyle take off his shirt.
"Eww.." Suzi said, running her hands over his chest. "You may be skinny, but
what meat you do have, it's all muscle."
"He's going through his growth spurt right now. That's why he looks so.. wimpy?
But he's not and.. Suz, you better cool it. He's almost ready to.."
Kyle moaned.
"..cum," I finished. Then when Suzi's hands started to undo his pants, I said,
"Dang, Suz. Are you really going to... Shit. He really came hard. I can't
believe you're cleaning up his underpants, though."
"It tastes sweeter than anyone's I've ever tasted before.." Suzi managed to
think back to me.
"Uhm Suz? Before you start sucking him off, does this mean you want him? Cause
I'm sorta getting tired and wanna take a nap."
"Want him. Want him, please?" Suzi's aroused mind replied.
"Okay Suz, but you're going to have to stop and wake him up for the agreement.
I've got him out of class for the rest of the day. Why don't you bring your
three up here afterwards and everybody can get to know each other."
That's exactly what she did, just not right away. After waking Kyle up and
finding him more than willing to agree without any kind of return favor, Suzi
decided she wanted to taste him again, and her other two. So we agreed to just
meet in the cafeteria at the beginning of fourth hour and spend the hour there.
It was interesting how our group initially didn't really talk to each other for
the first two lunch periods. Most of the chit chat was from Suzi, Joey and I
asking questions, and answering a few ourselves. They were mostly strangers to
each other, Linda and Missy being the only ones who were close, and Dawn and
Julie only having known each other through the dance squad.
They were a mixture from all grades, and all walks of life. Kyle was the only
freshman, basically your average middle class kid who had moved here from the
Big Apple during the summer. He had what many people call a New Yorker
attitude, sounding arrogant and a know it all, making it difficult for him to
make friends here.
Janos was somewhat opposite in personality, being a soft-spoken, smooth moving,
hairless chested senior who came from a big family that had barely enough money
to go around. Although he constantly was yearning for another joint, he kept
his habit pretty much under control because he was helping to support his family
and couldn't afford it very often. He was fairly honest and hard working, but
would take a shortcut here and there.
Ben, a junior, was also from a middle class family, but had fallen into the
wrong crowd in his freshman year. He had gone to rehab during the summer when
his drug habit had nearly killed him. Ever since he got back to school, his
will had been weakening from resisting both his desire to hang out with his old
friends and the urge to get high one more time. The moment I had given him that
five second high, his will had crumbled, and he probably would have done
anything I asked.
Julie, Dawn, and Sheryl all came from middle class families, with Dawn and
Sheryl being Sophomores like us. Dawn was probably the most innocent of the
entire group, but only because she hadn't let herself go all the way.
Missy and Linda were not from as poor of families as Janos's, but they lived in
an older neighborhood that was slightly run down, and were both introduced to
drugs at an early age. They were never given enough to form a habit until
Missy's brother caught them nude together and worked out his scheme.
Once he had them hooked, he talked them into sucking him off, then later his
friend. Eventually they would suck him and his friends during lunch at school,
always being paid after their services were satisfactory. That was back when
they were freshmen, and Missy's brother at the time was a senior. The two girls
were now juniors, and they were concerned about what her brother would want
next, Linda especially since she didn't know about the video tapes.
Anyway, I said it was interesting how they started out being so reserved about
talking to each other. If Joey hadn't tried out his invisible cock on Suzi at
the beginning of the third lunch period, they probably would have stayed that
way.
"AAAAAAAACCCKKK! TIM! STOP IT!" Suzi suddenly cried standing up.
"What? I'm not doing anything!" I said. "Joey!"
"EWWW! <groan> JoeY! Please?! Stop it!" Suzi said, hopping back and forth
with her legs bowed apart. She finally stopped and straightened up, then gave
Joey a deadly look while she restraightened her hair.
"What was that all about?" Ben asked her when she sat down.
"That prick over there nearly made me pee in my pants by making me feel like
another prick was going up my butt!"
The three guys gave her blank looks, not understanding what she meant.
"Allow me to demonstrate," I said.
Their faces turned to shock, then slowly relaxed as I simulated the sensations
of a somewhat decent blowjob. The summer camp experience taught me that it made
things simpler if I didn't give guys a too good of a telepathic blow job, just
so the real thing always feels better.
"Hey," Julie said. "Can you feel what you're doing to us when you're doing
that?"
"You mean like do we feel like we have a second dick or in Tim's case, a second
mouth?" Joey replied. "Nope. It doesn't work that way."
"Actually, I was meaning do you feel what we are feeling. What you're doing to
us."
"Well, yeah. If we didn't, we wouldn't know if it felt right or not."
"Here Julie," I said. "This is what a blow job feels like from a guy's
perspective."
"What? Ohhh. MMmmmm... Yeah, that's nice..... MmMMMm.... MMMMMM...
MMMMMMM!"
"Tim, you better mute her or something," Joey said. "I don't want to blanket
that many people again today."
"Oh, okay," I said as Julie went quiet. "I would have enjoyed it though."
Dawn nudged Julie and said, "What does it feel like?"
"It... mmm. Feels good," Julie said. "Different, but.. not different...
Just.. different."
"Thanks. That tells me.. Ewww! MMmmmm," Dawn said as I put her in the link.
"Can I... Oh! Thank you.." Sheryl said as I connected.
"Hey, you want any help?" Joey asked as Missy's face relaxed.
"Sure. Suzi? You want in? It's not like a seven way. Correction, eight way.
Just sorta a partial two way with Janos and now Ben."
"Depends. How far are you going to take them?"
"I'm not sure yet. Joey, could you link Missy with Ben? And maybe Sheryl or
Dawn? I'm having trouble keeping the mouth thing going."
"I'll just watch," Suzi said. "I don't want to get worked up without something
at the end."
"Okay Suz. Thanks Joey."
"Man, Tim," Joey said sounding a little strained. "How can you handle that
many? I'm... starting to lose...one of them..."
"Okay, that's enough then," I said, closing the links. There were several
groans of disappointment.
Joey sank down in his chair a little and said, "Whew! I'm not going to be doing
that again for a while. Aren't you tired Tim?"
"Not really. Well, a little maybe. I guess the share link doesn't... Why are
all of you looking at me like that?"
"Uhm, I think..." Julie started. "At least I... Is there anything you two
can't do?"
"Yeah, and like how come you're still going to school? I'd be out partying..."
Ben said.
"Suzi, can you do it too?" Kyle asked her.
Sheryl said to Janos and Ben, "Did you know you guys feel.. different?"
"Julie, what was the invisible cock like?" Missy asked.
"Ben, you doing anything after school?" Linda asked.
"Are we going to have sex every day?" Janos asked.
"Yeah, are we?" Ben asked while everyone stopped their questions and looked at
us.
Suzi, Joey and I looked at each other, not knowing how to answer them.
"No," Suzi started. "We don't...<sigh> You're not.." Suzi stopped there and
looked at me.
"Being our... slaves doesn't mean we're going to have an orgy every day. There
will be days like that, but not very often. You won't be getting out of class
every day just to be with us."
"Most days you probably won't even see us at all, except maybe in the halls,"
Suzi added. I paused a moment to smile at her. I suppose I should point out
that Suzi and I had many discussions about how we would work the slave thing
long before I put the rings on their fingers. Half of the rules were probably
hers.
"Remember, you're the slaves," I continued. "You come when we call, and there
are no promises about how often that will be. You don't have any say in it, and
unless you need our help, you shouldn't hang around us hoping we get in the
mood."
The excitement they all had the minute before was replaced by a feeling of
disappointment.
"Hey," Joey said, looking sleepy. "You guys are looking at it the wrong way.
What you do when we're not, er, uhm, using you, is all up to you. If you want
to have sex every day, you can still do that. Just make sure it's someone who
doesn't have some kind of VD and no one gets pregnant."
"Yeah, and I think Linda is feeling what you all will probably wind up feeling.
Ask him, Linda."
"Er. But I.. Okay.. Ben, would you like me.. uhm, to give you head sometime?"
Linda said, almost whispering the end.
"Huh? Sure, I guess."
"What did you mean, we'll all feel like her?" Kyle asked.
"I just meant that.. You all will probably have sex with each other on your
own. You know? Once you see each other naked, and you know what they're like
as people, it would be easier for you to get together and do it with each other
than someone who isn't one of you." They looked at each other, suddenly finding
they did have a common interest, and in a sense, a common need. By the time the
third lunch period ended, they were all pretty comfortable with each other, and
most of the time several conversations were going at once.
Joey laid his head in his arms on the table listening and sometimes
participating in the discussions, but eventually he dozed off. About three
minutes before the last lunch period was over, I suddenly felt something from
Joey. When I checked his thoughts and found his barrier down, I couldn't help
but share his little dream with Suzi.
"Joey, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the preacher
said.
"I do," Joey replied.
"Tim, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the preacher
said.
"I do," my image said.
"Suzi, do you take these men to be your lawfully wedded husbands?" the preacher
said.
"I do," Suzi's image said.
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husbands and wife. Er, which
one of you two kiss the bride first?"
"We both do," Joey and my image said.
Then Joey's and my image stepped towards each other, our bodies going slightly
transparent as we stepped into the same space, our two images overlapping and
becoming one.
Suzi's image cries, "Kiss me you fools!" but never gets to as the bell wakes
Joey up.
"Awe!" Suzi and I said together, causing the rest to look at us.
"What?" Joey asked, stretching. "Hey! No peeking!" he said, putting his barrier
back up.
Suzi and I just smiled at him, ignoring the other's inquiries of what we did.
"Come on," Suzi said getting up, "Let's all go up to the room." And then to
Joey she said, "Come on, husband. We're in a lovin' kind mood."
She linked arms with Joey and I, and we lead our little parade up the three
flights of stairs to our private room. But when we got there, we discovered a
slight problem.
"There's not enough room for everyone, is there?" Suzi said when we opened the
door.
It was a little tight, but once we put the bed away, everyone was able to get
comfortable on the carpeted floor. I felt a little surge of disturbance when
Joey, Suzi and I got down on the floor together.
I sighed, and saw a soft look in Joey's eyes that told me he wanted it just to
be the three of us this time.
"You don't care if they stay though, do you?" I thought to him.
"Na. They can stay."
So I turned rolled over so I was facing the rest and said, "I'm sorry guys. We
kinda want to do some loving. With each other, you know? But since you guys
are expecting something..." I said, holding up my ring for them all to see, "I
want you all to get those clothes off and suck each other off."
"Yes, Master!" they all cried.
As the clothes went flying, Joey, Suzi and I snuggled up to each other.
"Do you think?" Suzi started. "You know, would you two?"
"What, Suz," Joey said, kissing her cheek.
"Would you both marry me if we still feel this way later?" she finally said.
Joey and I exchanged glances, then we both looked at her with a smile.
"No," we both said.
The shock on her face was instantaneous.
"We'd probably wanna all three get married, if that's possible," Joey explained.
"Oh," she said relieved. "Of course, if we ever had kids..."
"Shhh," I said before picking her hand up and kissing its back.
The three of us just laid there, snuggling and giving each other loving little
kisses. It was a sort of unspoken agreement that for whatever we did with our
new slaves, we would always take the time to express our love to each other.
Once everyone had settled into pairs, I silently gave them all control of their
actions. No one stopped their oral sex, with each guy paired with a girl, and
Linda and Missy with each other.
For a moment I thought something was wrong when Julie got up, and pulled Ben up
too. But then Julie got down on her knees and took him back in her mouth, so I
went back to my snuggling. Julie just wanted to feel used a little.
The source of the gasps and moans constantly changed with time, each pair
seemingly taking turns to bring themselves to a climax. About ten minutes
before the bell, most of them were talking in hushed voices, and a few were
experimenting with a few kisses.
Joey, Suzi and I were having a three way, something we hadn't done for a while
with all three of us in the room together. Even without Joey's help, I had
reached the point where I could have sustained the three way for the rest of our
lives if we wished. And we had gained enough experience that we managed to keep
track of what body part of whose body we had control over while we shared parts
from all three bodies at the same time.
To anyone outside our link, the three of us appeared to be fondling ourselves.
We could have simply reached over to touch one and another, but we enjoyed
borrowing parts of that person's body more. Doing it in this manner brought
back memories of the very first times we had explored each other's bodies
through the owner's senses. We were filled with each other's love though, not
the lust we had felt back then. Joey even teared up he was so happy, and
naturally all six eyes made the tears.
When the bell rang to indicate the end of fifth period, Janos mentioned he
needed to leave for work. So we dissolved our three way, then Joey suggested we
all got dressed and take a little walk.
We ended up in the guys gym, and sat up in the bleachers as the guys played
volleyball. Suzi and I both suspected what Joey was planning, and I wasn't
surprised when he asked me to help throw thick blanket command at the two teams
of volley ball players.
The ball hit the ground completely forgotten as the entire class faced us and
started singing 'Stand By Me', Suzi's favorite song. Most of us ended up
singing with them, but they did it without being made to. We had a lot of fun
playing Joey's juke box, especially when I remote controlled the sixth hour
girls gym class into the gym and had them join the singing.
The singing was really quite good, perhaps too good. 'Twist and Shout' had been
loud enough for the choir director to hear through the stage door and across the
hall into the choir room. In the middle of 'Only the Good Die Young' (Billy
Joel), the choir director walked in and stood listening for at least five
minutes before Kyle noticed him and pointed him out. He had come in through the
stage door where he had followed the sound of the singing.
Mr. Janson surprised me when I found he had pretty much worked out what was
truly going on. Although he didn't have any commands remaining in his mind, he
had experienced something similar with a girlfriend back in the days of
Woodstock. His girlfriend had apparently misunderstood what her talent was,
thinking her voice had some magical quality that made others follow it. Mr.
Jason and his fellow hippies eventually became addicted to his girlfriend's
ability to get them excited and aroused during their group singing. Three of
his friends killed themselves a few days following her own death which was
caused by a drug interaction. She had taken twelve different kinds of drugs
believing they would help her increase her singing's power.
When the gym classes finished singing 'It's Still Rock And Roll To Me' and
didn't start another right away, Mr. Jason noticed us looking at him. He simply
smiled and nodded, then turned around and closed the door behind him as he left.
I couldn't help notice the tear he had shed, nor the tent in his pants. Mr.
Jason hadn't worn underwear since the only woman he ever loved mentioned she
wished he wouldn't wear them. His love for her had equated to the love for
music, so he found happiness sharing it with the students he taught.
After a few minutes of discussing this, we put another invisible quarter in
Joey's Juke box and played a few more before sending our entertainment to the
locker rooms.
"Joey?" Suzi said as we climbed down off the bleachers to leave.
"Yes, Sweetness?"
"Do you have a favorite song?"
Joey and I looked at each other, knowing we both had come to the same
conclusion.
"Suz?" I said, kissing the back of her hand again. "Joey and I... Well.."
Joey broke in with, "Remember when you played Stand By Me at Tim's house over
the summer? While you and the twins were moaning and groaning on the bed, Tim
and I like, listened to the words."
"It was like we had never really heard it before," I continued. "That's why we
were holding each other when you finished."
Ben whispered to Kyle, then they both started humming, "Bmm Bmm Bmmm.... Bmmmm,
Bmm Bmm Bmmm.... Bmmmm, Bm Bmmm.... Bmmmm, Bm Bmmmm...." (etc).
Joey and I smiled, then Joey said, "This is just how we both feel," before we
both started singing.
"When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see,
No, I won't be afraid,
No, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me.
"So, darling, darling, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me.
Oh, stand, stand by me,
Stand by me.
"If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
Or the mountain should crumble to the sea,
I won't cry, I won't cry,
No, I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me."
At that point we signaled all the girls to join us for the last bit as Kyle and
Ben continued their instrumental humming. Suzi joined in despite her eyes were
streaming with tears and her voice was shaky with emotion. We all walked down
the hall singing at the top of our lungs,
"So, darling, darling, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me.
Oh, stand, stand by me,
Stand by me....."
(Stand By Me: Ben E.King / J. Leiber - L. Stoller)
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 5 - The Drug Deal
(mc, mf)
"Hi, is Tracy home?" I asked an unshaven, beer-bellied man who had answered the
door.
"Yeah, she's here," he said in a husky, almost sleepy sounding voice. "TRACY!
DOOR!" he bellowed. "She'll be right out," he said and promptly shut the door
in my face.
I was tempted to have him ask me in, but I didn't see what the point would be.
After all, it took him ten minutes just to tear himself away from the football
game to answer the door the first time.
"HHHmmmm," I sighed, tapping my foot, patiently waiting. Another five minutes
went by, and I had just about had enough. I opened the door and walked right
in, making sure no one would notice my entrance.
I made my way upstairs, following the lock I had on Tracy's mind. When I
reached her room, I opened her door and walked right in, smiling at her
boyfriend as he started trying to cover himself up.
"Who the Fuck are you!" the skull tattooed senior demanded. "You better get the
fuck out before I fucken kill you."
"Yeah, yeah. Where did Tracy go? She was up here a moment ago... Oh there you
are," I said just as she gave out a shriek then dashed back into her bathroom.
"How did you get in here!" she said from behind the closed door.
"Your dad let me in," I lied. "I waited until you got done screwing before I
came in here. We did have an appointment, remember."
"Yeah?" her rather slow boyfriend said, standing up and pulling his jeans on.
"Well, your appointment just got canceled. And if you don't get the fuck out of
here, you're gonna need an appointment to get your ass reattached."
"Listen, Squeaky, she came to me to help her brother. So stop threatening me or
you'll be the one getting an appointment. With a shrink."
"How are you... SQUEAKY! You're S.O.L. now, dick head," he said, grabbing me by
the shirt and lifting me up to his face.
I looked in his eyes with a huge grin on my face, waiting and hoping he would
try something.
"Squeaky, put him down," Tracy said coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a
towel.
"But Trace! He's just asking for it. HEY! Stop looking at her like that!"
"Chris, put him down.. NOW! Scott really needs his help."
Chris dropped me, then gave me a little shove backwards. I caught my balance
easily, then almost retaliated. But the dumb ass wasn't worth my energy, so I
pretended he wasn't there.
"Tracy, we need to talk to Scott. I'm not exactly pressed for time, but I've
been waiting for nearly twenty minutes, and, well... Could we hurry it up a
little?"
"Scott and his two friends are in his room. Two doors down on the right. Just
give me a minute to get dressed.." she said, opening the door.
"Okay. Just don't take all day," I said, leaving the room.
"You too, Squeaky," she said.
"Why me? And why are two calling me Squeaky?"
I turned around and said, "Oh! Oh! Ehh!" in a real high pitched voice. And
after I coughed a few times from the effort, I had to leap down the hallway and
slam Scott's door in Chris's face.
As Chris banged on the door and bellowed his insults, I turned around towards
the three boys who were quickly hiding something from sight.
"Chris.. Shut the fuck up," I commanded when I got tired of hearing him. "Go
down stairs and be a couch potato like Tracy's parents."
"Uh, yeah... Okay," I heard him say through the door.
"Sorry I didn't knock, but uhm, Sque.. I mean Chris... Oh never mind. Do yah
mind if I hang with you guys for a few minutes. He's not as stupid as he
looks."
"No one could be that stupid," one of them said. "Yeah, I guess it's okay."
"Cool. Hey, did you know that Miss August last year was the sister of Miss
November? They even have the same tits."
"Uhm, what do you mean?" another one said.
"Oh, come on guys. I used to do the same thing when I was your age. I still
do, but only to keep up with the latest shit. Something about centerfolds...
You just don't outgrow them, even when you get to sample the real thing all the
time."
"Yeah? Uhm, like how many real ones have you seen?" the first one asked.
"Hmm. I don't know. A lot. Oh, by the way. I'm Tim."
"I'm Scott, that's Darren, and he's Dwight," the first one said.
"Hey Darren, you can zip up and stuff," I said to the silent one. "Like I said,
I used to do the same thing. Joey and I jerked each other off every day for
months before I got into doing stuff with Suzi."
The three of them turned red, and Darren continued to sit so his open fly
couldn't be seen.
"Your sister has pretty nice tits," I said. "Pity she only lets dick heads like
Chris see them."
"Did you touch them?" Dwight asked with extreme interest.
"Nope. She came out of the bathroom naked after I walked in her room. She shot
back into the bathroom before Chris had even a chance to get his underwear on."
"See?" Scott said. "I told you they were doing it."
"So? You promised we would see them do it," Dwight said.
"Yeah, and you said you locked the door too," Darren finally spoke while he
zipped up.
"Sorry," Scott said.
"Hey Scott. You ever see your sister naked?" I asked.
"A long time ago. Before she had any boobs."
"You said you've seen them all the time!" Darren said, getting a little upset.
"Chill, dude," I said. "Like you've never told them something that wasn't true.
Like how you played doctor with your cousin."
"Hey! How did you know about that!" Darren said.
"Your cousin told me," I said. "Anyway, if Tracy doesn't hurry the hell up, you
all might get to see her tits, live. What is she do... Oh brother.. Okay,
guys. Time to have your first real female anatomy lesson..."
I led the questioning boys to Tracy's door, then whispered, "Listen. As long as
you don't make any sound, she won't know you're in there. So stay quiet!"
I opened the door slowly, and managed to usher them all in and close the door
before they realized what they were seeing. All three of them gasped, but Tracy
didn't hear them. Probably because she was too busy frigging herself.
Tracy was laying on the bed, her panties and jeans were down around her ankles,
while her legs were spread wide for all to see. She had gotten dressed, but
since she hadn't cum earlier, she decided to finish the job herself.
I walked up to the foot of the bed and knelt down, getting a straight on view
into her love canal. I signaled to the rest several times to join me, but they
never moved away from the door. So I stood up and was about to turn to leave
when Tracy suddenly noticed me standing there.
I sent the command I had ready in case that happened, causing her to gasp. The
gasp wasn't from shock or surprise, but from the pleasure she had felt when she
realized she was being watched.
She felt my gaze burning holes right straight through her, and her eyes never
left mine as her arousal continued to build. I smiled a friendly smile, then
turned my head back towards the boys, and Tracy naturally followed my gaze.
The moan she gave out seeing three more peeking Tims startled her innocent
audience, who then opened the door and fled. I looked back at the orgasming
female, then just shrugged and followed the boys out, intentionally leaving the
door wide open.
Scott's door was locked this time, so I used my key chain screwdriver to unlock
it. I sent the commands so they wouldn't see me, and quietly slipped in.
As I suspected, the three were pounding their little meats like crazy. But
their fun suddenly came to a halt when Scott opened his eyes for a moment.
I don't know who was surprised more, me or Scott. He could see me.
"How did you get in!" he said as he quickly snapped his underpants over his
twinky.
"I, uh, just came in," I stuttered.
"Who are you talking to?" Darren said worried.
"But I locked the door. I'm sure I did," Scott said after giving Darren a
strange look. He got up and pressed the lock button, then opened the door which
made a satisfying click. During his inspection, I was madly scanning his mind
trying to find out why he could see me.
"I guess the lock is acting up again," he sighed. Then he grinned and asked me,
"Did she throw anything at you?"
"Nope," I grinned back. "I think she almost asked me to join her."
"Wow. You think she will tell on me? She did see us, didn't she?"
"Yeah, she saw you, but I doubt she'll say a word. Unless it's to drop you a
hint she was going to do it again. I think you will be seeing a whole new side
of your older sister. Besides the one you just saw."
"What do you mean? You think she..."
"WHO are you TALKing to?" Dwight asked.
"Are you feeling okay?" Darren added.
"Huh? What do you mean, who?" Scott said confused.
"Oh, sorry. Uhm, Scott, don't get alarmed, okay? I'm gonna do something kinda
weird, but I'm not gonna hurt anyone."
"What are you going... Darren? Dwight? What did you do to them!" Scott said.
"They're asleep. And so should you, if you weren't somehow immune. Hmm. This
is going to make things a little harder on you, but.."
"Wake them up, or I'm gonna start SCREAMING!" Scott said getting very alarmed.
You see, this wasn't something I had given a lot of though about. I never had
imagined finding someone who was immune to my control this early in my life, or
what I would do if I suddenly found myself unable to flip a little mental switch
inside someone's head when I was losing control of a situation.
But luckily I did work out a alternative to knocking the kid over the head with
a vase.
"Scott, look at me. Do I look like I could hurt anyone? Look deep in my eyes.
Can you see anything there that would harm you, or your friends? Look deeper.
See how nice I am? Nice and friendly Tim. You can relax, and let you good
friend Tim take care of things. That's it, just relax. Here, I'll help you.
There now. Sitting on the floor is so much more comfortable... And now maybe
you would like to lay down too.. That's it... so peaceful... So relaxed.
Soo...
"OUCH!" I cried when Tracy banged the door against my head.
"No no.. everything is okay. Just lay back down and relax... that's it... nice
and relaxed."
"What the hell are you doing?" Tracy said in a surprisingly calm voice.
I waved her towards the bed, making her stay silent and still until I finished
with her brother.
"Now, Scott, I want you to trust me. I'm here to help you with those drug
dealers.. No no, it's okay. Don't worry. Timmy's going to take care of them
for you. That's better. But I need you to trust me. I'm not going to hurt
anyone, especially not you. I can tell you want to trust me.. Trust me to help
you, and be a good friend.. That's it. You are trusting me, trusting me more
and more. You can feel the trust grow and grow, trusting me like you have never
trusted anyone. That's right... No, now you're going too far... We don't love
each other.. No.. I'm your friend.. You're my friend. That's right,
buddies... Okay, Scott. You're feeling more alert, and more aware of yourself
and your surroundings.. More alert, feeling even more aware, and now.. you're
awake."
Scott sat up blinking slightly, then said, "Wow, that was neat. Can you
hypnotize anyone?"
"Probably. Oh, uhm, Tracy, you can move and speak now."
"Scott, are you okay?" Tracy said, immediately getting up and circling around
towards him.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Good, then.. RUN AND GET HELP!" she said tackling me as I was trying to get
up.
Scott didn't react right away, then dashed out the door. But as I gently laid
his sister on the floor asleep, he came back in and said, "Tracy, I don't think
he's.."
"Scott, shut the door, k? We need to talk," I said as I made her more
comfortable.
"Uhm, you're not going to.. do anything to her are you?" he said after closing
the door.
"No. Here, help me straighten your pals out so they don't feel stiff when I
wake them later... Heh, Darren's having a naughty dream about your sister.."
"He is? How can you tell?"
"The same way that I also know you're thinking about feeling your sister's tits
when I'm not looking. The same way I know you're wondering if I'm reading your
mind, and if I am... a pink elephant wearing a sweater with a big letter A on
it. Yes, I can hear you. No, I'm not an angel. And no, I don't care if you
take a quick feel, but don't take too long."
"Ewww! They're like I thought, just sorta.. smaller I guess."
"Okay, that's enough. I'm sure you'll get your fair share of squeezing tits
when you get some hair on your dick. I said that's enough. Scott, I'm going to
wake her up in three, two, one.. Shit. Okay. Wakey Wakey, Tracy."
Tracy's eyes snapped open, then she immediately said, "Scott! What the fuck do
you think you're dooooinnggg, OH!"
"I heard Chris talking about your little buttons you like pushed," Scott said,
giving Tracy's areola another nibble through her tight shirt. "If I ever figure
out what knob he was talking about..."
"Scott.. Please... Stop? You're my.. my.. you're my brothER," Tracy said,
fighting her own arousal at the concept of her brother doing what he was doing.
It was wrong to her, but incredibly erotic at the same time.
But Scott wasn't fighting his newly discovered source of arousal at all. If
anything, he was trying make it grow even more. Even though the idea was
tempting to me, I really didn't want to encourage it while they were on my time.
I didn't directly interfere however. Just set things in motion.
"Hey twerp, have you seen Trac... FUCK!" Chris said when he opened the door.
"You're going to die, you piece of shit!" he said reaching for the startled
Scott.
But Tracy came to his rescue.
"Chris... I want you... NOW! Please? I gotta have you here, right now!" Tracy
cried, moving her hands to her pants button.
"Oh, for crying out loud," I said. "Chris, put Scott down and get your skinny
ass out of your clothes. Tracy, go take a shit, then clean your ass up real
good. Scott, in your sister's room, in her night stand, middle drawer, inside
a yellow box there's a tube of KY and some condoms. Go get the box for me,
please?"
Scott shot out of the room, excited by the mention of condoms.
"Oh, I'm soooo horny.. Hurry up Chris.." Tracy said from the bathroom.
"You hurry up. You're the one whose shitting," Chris responded. "Hey, what the
fuck are you getting undressed for?" he asked me.
"Because while your squeaking your head off, I'm going to take her other
cherry."
While Tracy groaned from my words, Chris said, "The fuck you are! No fucken
underclassman is going to fuck my fucken girlfriend. So put your fucken clothes
on and get the fuck out of here before I fuck you up."
"But you want me too," I stated.
"You bet your fucken ass I do. If you don't fucken fuck her fucken ass, I'll
fucken grind your face into the fucken sidewalk."
"Shit," Scott said, hearing the end of it when he came back with the box.
"Oh.. Hurry up you guys..." Tracy said, walking in with her legs spread as far
apart as she could manage. Her fingers were dipping in and out of her cunt, and
her eyes were fully glazed over with lust.
"Scott, just don't stand there. You're going to get your first blow job."
"No... I can't give my own brother head.... OHH!!!"
Thinking about blowing Scott had triggered the rise of an orgasm. I was
planning to build her arousal up to a high point then hold it there, and I
managed to put a cap it before she reached the point of no return.
"Are you sure you wouldn't like to taste your baby brother's little cock while
you make Squeaker squeak and I fuck your ass?"
"OHH!! GOD!! DO IT! FUCK ME!" Tracy said, laying on the ground with her legs
straight up in the air, humping her own hand as she desperately tried to bring
her blocked orgasm to blow.
"Women," Chris said before he got on top of her and started humping away.
Scott stood there holding the open box with his mouth hanging slightly open. He
hadn't moved since Chris threw the condom wrapper at him and put the latex skin
on. Something told me Scott wasn't quite ready to see much more than he already
had. I sighed and pulled my briefs back up over my disappointed dick.
"Oh well, I wasn't looking forward to trying out one of these things anyway," I
said to myself as I tossed the condom I had taken back into the box.
I reset Chris back to his normal "no one fucks her but me" self, and took the
cap off Tracy's orgasm. When I saw that Tracy had lost the arousal she had
earlier, mostly due to Chris's pathetic fucking, I sat down next to Scott and
pulled him down to sit beside me.
"See how he's doing that? That is exactly the way NOT to do it. All he's doing
is trying to get himself off, and not paying any attention to Tracy. Now
watch.." I said, beginning to alter Chris's jerking motions.
I slowed him down and got him to apply more stimulus to Tracy's 'knob', and had
Chris try a little necking, instead of the gung ho full out tongue feast.
"Hmm, what do you think? Should I keep him from cumming until she does? They
could be doing it for a while."
"Uhm, I don't know. Could we wake up Dwight and Darren? I did promise them
they could see it."
"Okay, but then you and I go and talk while they dirty their minds with it. I
didn't come here to do this."
Once the other two were transfixed by the show, I led the unresisting Scott out
the door, his eyes never leaving the two humping bodies on the floor until they
went out of sight. We entered Tracy's room and I shut the door.
"Why are you going to help me?" Scott finally asked. "I've never even seen you
before today.."
"Your sister came to me for the money, and before I found out you were immune
against my, er, influence, I figured when you got older you could pay us back
with your services. But now... I'm still going to help you, I just don't know
what your end of the bargain will be."
"So.. I'll have to pay the money back to you later?" Scott said uncomfortably.
"No. There won't be any money involved. Scott, I said I'm going to help you.
And I'll do it for free if it comes down to it. I just don't want to get in the
habit of doing this all the time without getting something back for it. But
your case is different than the rest since I can't directly condition you for
something once you agree to do it."
"Oh. So I'm not going to have to pay anybody? For any of it?"
"Stop right there, Scott. If all you can think about is buying drugs with the
money you already have, I'll just leave right now. Part of the deal is you
never use that shit again."
"UrK! Never? But. I don't know if I can pro.. Tim! Wait! I'll try. Really,
I'll try. But, it's all I think about. It makes me feel good."
I looked in his desperate face. Twelve years old, and already addicted. He was
strongly considering taking the guy's offer and selling the shit to his class
mates to pay back the money he owed. But Scott didn't realize that at the rate
he was going, he would never have paid it off. He would have always owed money,
either from the so called interest of his original loan, or from supporting his
own habit. He had swallowed the bait, and the hook was imbedded in his
intestinal tract.
I picked him up and carried the surprised twelve year old over to Tracy's bed
and tossed him flat on his back.
"STAY!" I said when he started to get up. "If you move, I'm outta here. I'll
be right back."
I went straight to Scott's room, ignored the two tired and still horny
teenagers, grabbed the arms of Scott's two friends and dragged them out.
After I got them in Tracy's room, the two pouting boys complained very loudly
until I told them they were in deep shit if they didn't shut up.
I locked the door, closed the blind on the window, and shut the door to the
bathroom. When I was sure the room was as secure as it could be, I said, "All
three of you, take your clothes off, everything but your underwear, and no
whining!"
Only Scott started to follow orders, and he wasn't moving too quickly.
"Trust me, guys. It will feel good, and it isn't dirty or gross. If you want,
leave your pants on for now. Just take off your shirts and climb on the bed." I
coaxed. After I took another glance at Tracy's twin bed, I said, "Then again,
maybe we should do this on the floor."
Dwight and Darren looked at each other, then took off their shirts, with Dwight
taking his undershirt off also. I had them all lay down on their backs around
me so I could reach each of their chests and arms.
"Scott, I'm not sure if this will work with you, but if it doesn't, there's
something else that I know will. Just relax, guys. I won't do anything without
letting you know ahead of time.
"Do you remember the first time you looked at a playboy and really liked the way
it made you feel?" I asked.
They all gave positive replies, probably because it hadn't been more than a few
months ago.
"That first playboy, do you still get excited looking at it?"
I got mixed replies, so I said, "When you went to school the day after you all
saw it for the first time, you guys couldn't wait for school to get out so you
could look at it again. But now, it doesn't really make you that horny because
you looked at it so much you got tired of it. Especially when you got a new
one, right?"
They agreed to the last part, so I went on.
"I used to do the same thing. But after looking at so many, they stopped
getting me excited. I mean, I still enjoy looking at them, but I don't usually
pop a boner just by looking at a Penthouse or Playboy. But every once in a
while I do, even though I've seen the real thing and felt better things than I
ever did from looking at the pictures.
"I know this doesn't make sense right now. But you'll understand in a little
bit. Scott, I'm going to rub your chest, and try to make you feel good, okay?"
I started my rubbing, just swirling my hand over his young chest. As I thought,
I wasn't able to stimulate his nerves to make my caresses feel better than my
physical rubbing provided. I had already found he couldn't receive my
telepathic messages, and my commands didn't work on him either. But yet I could
read his thoughts and the sensations his nerves transmitted from any part of his
body. And there was something else I hadn't tried..
"Hey, I'm gotta concentrate for a minute or two, so just hang tight while I'm
doing it," I said, stopping my rubbing.
I focused on finding Joey's mind, searching for its familiar feel and.. hmm,
words fail to describe it. It's like a seventh sense or something. Like Joey's
mind had a different 'taste' or 'smell' to it than anyone else's, just as
everyone had their own unique flavor. I basically used my mental sniffer to
lead me to him. After I learn their 'scent' I can usually find a person if they
weren't too far away from me. Actually, the limitation to this was not
distance, but the number of minds between us. And I want to stress it resembled
the sense of taste more than smell, but we don't use our tongues as a
directional sensory input. At least I know I don't.
I found Joey talking to his dad about somehow affording a second car. I
apologized for intruding, and quickly explained what I was trying to do. After
he formed a share link, I opened my eyes and looked down at Scott.
"Scott, if this works, you have to promise to do only what I tell you to do, and
not play with what I'm going to share with you in a moment. You promise?"
"What are you going to do?" Dwight said, getting bored of laying around.
"Yeah," Scott said. "Tell me first, otherwise I can't really promise anything,
can I?"
"Fine. I'm going to try and share my telepathic power with you. Just for a
little while."
"Your tele.. power?" Scott said uncertain.
"You mean you can read minds?" Dwight said, just now figuring it out.
"So that's how you knew... Hey, you don't read our thoughts all the time, do
you?" Darren asked.
"No," I said to Darren. "But you just gave yourself away, you know. Don't
worry, your secret is safe with me." And no, I'm not telling you either. Well,
okay. Since you insist. But he doesn't wet his bed anymore anyway. At least I
hope not. He's probably married by now.
"Uhm, okay, Tim. I promise," Scott said, pulling my attention back to the task
at hand.
I had great difficulty forming a sharing link with Scott. I felt like I was
trying to hold two repelling magnets together. I could do it, but it took a lot
more effort to keep the link from dissolving.
"Okay, this is harder than I thought it would be, so we'll have to do this kinda
quick. Scott, look at Dwight and try feeling my hand on his chest. Don't try
making it happen, just pretend like you already can."
I started rubbing Dwight's chest, and after a minute or two of coaxing and
reassuring him, Scott suddenly gasped and said "I can feel it!"
"Good. Now just keep concentrating on that. Dwight, I'm going to be changing
how it feels in a moment, just so you know.
"Okay Scott. You remember what I was saying about the Playboys? Lots of things
can make you feel good. But most things only do that a few times before you get
used to it, or get tired of it, or find something better. Like my rubbing his
chest. It felt pretty good at first, then you two got used to it. But it still
makes you feel better than if I stop.... See? Now I start again, and it makes
you happier.
"But what if you could do something to make it feel a lot better, like this," I
said, increasing the amount of pleasure he felt from my caresses.
The two boys gasped, and Dwight let out a moan.
"Hey, what about me?" Darren said, feeling left out.
"Don't worry. You'll have your turn. Scott. Hey, snap out of it. I'm not
doing this for the fun of it. This feels really good, right? Okay, I'm going
to put it back to normal now.."
They groaned when I did, and Dwight was going to sit up to complain when he
realized I was still rubbing his chest. And after the warning look I gave him,
he kept his mouth shut.
"Scott? Keep your mind on what I'm doing. Does my rubbing his chest still feel
nice?"
"Uhm, I don't know... Could you do that again?"
"No. Not on Dwight. Okay, answer me this. Now that I stopped rubbing all
together, do you miss my normal rubbing at all?"
"Not really," Dwight admitted. "I'd rather feel that awesome rub you did."
"Yeah. Please? It was cool," Scott begged.
"Just think about this first. Say I did that to you for five seconds every day
for a week, or a month even. Do you think you would ever enjoy a regular rub
after that?"
"Uhm, yeah, I guess," Scott replied. "I mean, it still feels better than
nothing at all."
"But what if I told you if I did do it for five seconds every day for a month,
by the end of the month you wouldn't. Just like when you got that second
playboy. The first one just wasn't as good as it used to be. When you find
something better, other things don't please you as much as they did. Even if
those five second bursts didn't burn your pleasure center out a little, little
things like chest rubs just wouldn't be worth your time to feel anymore."
"Hey, when is it my turn?" Darren asked while no one else spoke.
I looked at Darren and thought to him, "If you don't stop asking that, you won't
get a turn. Understand?"
Darren nodded his head, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Dwight, I'm going to do the opposite of what I did before. It won't hurt.
Just relax and wait it out. Okay Scott. This is what Dwight would feel like
for the rest of his life if I did do it for a month."
"Oh.." Dwight said as he felt the normal sensations of his body deaden. I was
simulating my understanding of what Ben felt every day. It wasn't actually
painful or overly uncomfortable, just dull and lacking the everyday pleasures.
"Now, do you want to trade a few minutes of intense pleasure for this?"
"No..." Scott admitted.
"Please... stop." Dwight said, fighting the depression he was starting to feel.
"Just another few moments.. There. How's that."
"Much better. Can I sit up now? I don't want to do that any more."
"Yeah, you're done. Scott? Do you understand what I'm trying to show you?"
"I guess. You're saying if I don't stop smoking those things Kendle sells, I'll
feel like I'm half dead all the time. But what about Kendle? If you're not
going to pay him the money, and I don't sell the stuff for him.."
"That's what I really want to talk to you about. But let me give Darren his
turn before we get into that."
"Uhm, will I have to feel the bad part too?" Darren asked.
"Yep. You can't laugh if you never cry. It's the way life works. If I only
let you feel the good part and not the bad part, you would get depressed or
something on your own. At least when I do it, you get it over with. Ready?"
"I don't want to do it at all then," Darren said. "I'm happy enough without
it."
"I wish I hadn't," Dwight admitted. "I'm still feeling kinda numb."
I checked Dwight out just in case I forgot something, but it was only his
imagination and I told him so. Then I sent a pulse of pleasure through Darren's
body, using the same nerve signals that reward us when we stretch. Nothing
amplified and nothing unnatural, except for the method of triggering it.
After the two boys went home and I checked on Tracy and Chris, Scott and I made
plans for meeting Kendle the next morning. I made Tracy and Chris forget
everything about me, but I only made Darren and Dwight unable to talk about what
I had done. I figured they might have learned something. No, I'm not talking
about the dirty stuff.
I picked Scott up the next morning in the only car my family owned that wasn't a
limo. My mom's Buick LeSabre seemed cramped after riding in the limos all time,
but because I wasn't sixteen yet, it was the only car my mom would let me drive.
She almost didn't let me drive it all that day because it was raining pigs and
sheep. You know.. More than cats and dogs, but not as much as horses and cows.
(I wonder if it could rain elephants..)
I suppose I missed out on one of life's little experiences. You see I never had
to learn how to drive. I just copied the knowledge from a few of the chauffeurs
and instantly became an experienced automobile operator. And that's the only
reason she let me take the car that day.
Scott went to the same Jr. High school that I had gone to, but I was surprised
how much it had changed in past year and a half. Actually, I realized that it
hadn't changed all that much, I just had grown taller and everything seemed
smaller than it used to. Sort of like visiting the first grader's bathroom in
the elementary school. I couldn't believe how little the urinal and stuff was.
I remember having to stand on my tip toes just to take a pee!
Of course there weren't any little urinals there to judge how much I had grown,
but the lockers, the halls, everything like that appeared different than I
remembered.
Anyway, Kendle was a little man who from a distance appeared to be just a tall
Jr. Higher. He wore clothes that helped him blend in, and if I hadn't seen the
glint of his money clip, I would of had to ask Scott or scan the crowd to know
which one was him. Because it was raining, he had moved his operation into a
crowded hallway that didn't have any classrooms along it, and thus no teachers
to worry about. We had called that hall the blind hall because you could get
away with stuff without the adults seeing it. But I'm pretty sure Kendle never
tried selling his shit there when I went to that school.
Kendle had 'hired' a few of the school's bullies to keep order and do a lot of
his work for him. In fact, Kendle only seemed to hold the money while his three
lackeys did the rest, and didn't come around to do that but once a week. While
Scott wasn't as big as those three boys, he probably would be the next year.
And that's when I confirmed my suspicion that Kendle deliberately misled Scott
into the mess he was in now.
As soon as someone noticed my head coming their way, all the activity stopped
and Kendle seemed to suddenly disappear from view. When I reached the
dissipating crowd, I walked up to the locker he had been leaning on, and leaned
against it myself.
"Scott here tells me he owes you some money. I'm here to clear his bill," I
said, not appearing to be talking to anyone.
Scott looked around, trying to see where Kendle was hiding. Because Scott was
just as short as everyone else there, he hadn't seen what I had. And there was
also the fact I could sense Kendle's presence behind the modified locker door I
was currently blocking with my body.
"If you know what's good for you, you better be here to pay up," came the
muffled reply a minute later.
I almost let my momentary fear show when I realized he was slipping his gun out
of its shoulder holster, just in case I planned to turn him in.
"That's what I said, isn't it?" I lied. "Look, I've got three more stops to
make before I can go fuck a few of my bitches. So if it's all the same to you,
I'd just like to get this over with. Do you want the cash or not?"
"Yeah, right. You're carrying fourteen hundred dollars on your person? You're
either very stupid or.."
"Or very dangerous. Yeah. And I'm only paying the original bill plus the
national interest. That comes out to be three hundred fifty three dollars and
forty two cents. Take it or leave it. I'd advise you to take it. I don't
usually pay the interest, but I'm in a generous mood."
"That's very kind of you. I'll be even more generous. Give me the money now,
and I'll subtract it from his bill and not charge him the interest on that
portion of his total loan."
"Justin Peter Kass, alias JP Kendle. Born November first, nineteen sixty two.
Two arrests in drug peddling, both failed to go to court due to lack of
evidence. Your net profits have been, shall we say, respectable for the past
six months working the Jr. High market, and you are currently on the run from
police for a crime you actually didn't commit. Your girlfriend is threatening
to throw you out, and you haven't fucked since last Tuesday. You had cold
spaghetti for breakfast, and the last time you took a shit, you told yourself
you needed to eat more salad. Shall I go on?"
"Mister, you have no idea how close you are from death right now. Now why don't
you move away from the locker slowly before my friend over to your right cuts
your friend's heart out."
"Your friend doesn't look too well. In fact he's about to pass out.. SCOTT,
tie him up or something. We'll deal with him later. Okay boys and girls.. the
shows over. Go on, move along. Not you three. Go sit down by those lockers.
"Kass, it appears I'm going to have to teach you a lesson about respecting the
sanctity of childhood. Your time is... Shit! You really were going to pull the
trigger, weren't you! Okay, no more playing," I said moving away from the
locker. "Get the fuck out of there!"
The locker door was hinged at the top, which had allowed him to disappear
without anyone seeing the locker open and close like you would normally. But
this time, the locker opened very visibly, Kass having flung it open, hoping to
hit me with it. He missed, but only because I had leapt out of the way when I
felt his surge of anger.
His gun was aimed straight at me, and he had a deadly fury in his eyes. He
smiled a viscous little smile, then said, "I think we are going to go for a
little walk."
I imitated his smile and said, "I think you're going to drop the gun and go with
these nice police officers and confess everything you have done since were born.
I imagine you will be very popular in the big pen. They like little boys like
you."
The police officer held a gun on him as I reached out and took Kass's gun from
his hand. I then showed the empty clip to the stunned man, then said, "Look in
your pocket."
Kass did so under the very careful eye of the three policemen who were about to
place him under arrest. When he saw the bullets he had unknowingly emptied from
the clip, he looked up and watched me walk away.
"I can't believe you did that," Scott said when he caught up. "You didn't say
anything about a gun."
"I didn't think he would be stupid enough to have one on him inside a school.
Well, you'll have to clean the rest of this mess up yourself. I've made sure
the three guys who were helping him sell the shit tell the cops everything.
They fell for the same thing you did. They overspent and then couldn't pay him
back. Scott, no one remembers anything about me. They all think you stood up
to him and called him out. And since my job is done here, I'll see you in about
two years, okay?"
"Uhm.. I guess, uhm. Thanks," Scott said, not wanting to show he was hurt at
my attempt for a quick departure.
"Hey, Scott?" I called after him.
"You're welcome!" everyone around him yelled.
His smile faded when he turned around and saw I was gone. But it didn't go away
all together. He knew he would get his chance to hang with me, and for now he
was the hero of the day.
I couldn't blame him for wanting to hang with me. After all, I could make
things happen. But Scott wasn't ready for my kind of fun, and a part of him
knew that. He wanted to try a few things out on his own before he joined my
merry group. He also swore to himself to pay me back somehow, and neither of us
dreamed that he would do just that, with interest. And not with national
interest, but the Kendle kind.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 6 - Dreams People Share
(mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Some people have a love for cars, some for horses, others for big chested women.
Their eyes constantly scan for the images that excite them in a way nothing else
can. I enjoy many of these myself, but the weekend following Halloween, my eyes
nearly missed the object in the sky that would become an object I would drool
about.
"What is that," Suzi said, hearing the strange distant buzzing sound.
"Sounds like a plane or something," Joey said, searching the sky with his eyes.
The November sunset was as orange as the leaves lining the amusement park's
horizon. We were waiting to get on the Screaming Greek one last time before we
went home, and the sound was starting to attract a lot of attention as it grew
louder.
The small helicopter was nearly on top of us before it finally came in sight,
flying not more than thirty feet above us, appearing to be looking for someplace
to land.
"Shit. That thing is isn't any bigger than one of my go carts," I exclaimed.
Its size excited me, and thoughts of having my own little helicopter to fly
around in started whirling in my mind. "I'm going to go check it out," I said as
I got out of line.
"Okay! We'll find you when we're done.." Joey's voice said, fading as I started
to run.
The helicopter actually wasn't looking for a landing spot, just looking.
Despite its size, it could really move, and I nearly gave up following it when
it crossed over a section of the park closed to the public. I was out of
breath, and figured it would be out of my range by the time I made my way around
to the other side.
But before I turned to go back to Joey and Suzi, the buzz of the helicopter's
motor began to change in pitch.
"Cool. It's landing," I said to myself.
I found an entrance and walked through the gate, simply ignoring the sign marked
'employees only'. The area contained several buildings, a few equipment sheds
containing things like brooms and the like, and a row of lockers where
apparently the employees kept their personal belongings.
I had to walk around the corner of a building before I found the helicopter. It
was only eight or so feet long with an open seat that couldn't possibly hold
two. It looked a lot bigger on the ground than it did in the air, but nothing
as large as my father's personal helicopter.
The controls were nowhere near as complicated as the full size version, and what
I could see of the engine reminded me of the go cart engines Joey and I had
rebuilt several times. The blades were surprisingly folded together and tilted
at an angle, resting on an arm at the end of the body that held their almost
twelve foot length just off the ground.
My attention was so caught up in examining the craft that I never noticed its
pilot coming out of the building behind me. I almost fell into the cockpit when
she caught me bending over to look at the flight stick.
"Excuse me? I don't think you're supposed to be back here," the woman said.
"Uhm, yeah, I know. But I wanted to see your helicopter close up and... I just
think it's really cool."
"Thanks. But I've been told I have to keep looking for someone," she said as
she stepped up on a foot hold, then grabbed and rotated the right blade into
position with loud click. "And I can't take time out to give some kid a
demonstration."
"I take it you don't really want to be looking for this person," I said,
thinking out loud.
"No, I don't," she said as the other blade clicked into position. Then she
inserted some kind of pin to apparently lock them into place.
"I can help you find whoever you're looking for. Just tell me their name, and
if I find them before you do, could you just answer some questions? I wasn't
going to ask for a demonstration. I mean I already saw it fly."
"They've been blasting the guy's name out over the PA for the past half an hour.
But the guy's deaf, and a friend of my father's. If I didn't know what he
looked like..."
"But what's his name anyway. His full name if you know it."
"Gregory Steinman, and I don't have any idea what his middle name is. Now, you
better leave before security catches you in here."
And with that, she put her helmet on and started the engine up, then brought the
blades to full speed and took off.
I had run around the corner as the flying debris started to sting my bare arms,
and neck, but didn't hurry myself as I made my way out of the employee zone. I
connected to Joey who was still waiting in line and asked him to help me sweep
the park.
Joey and I had worked out how to do a sweep the previous week, and this was our
first real use of it except for the trial runs. We had started working it like
a blanket command except without any commands inside our imaginary sheet. But
it quickly became clear it would take forever to form a blanket big enough to
cover the large area we were testing, so we had started experimenting with other
shapes and concepts, and eventually came up with the sweep.
Joey and I began started imagining in our minds that we were gathering
incredible amounts of energy and containing it inside our head. Once we figured
we had enough, we released it all at once, imagining it spreading out from the
two of us in all directions like sonar pulses of mental energy. The sweeps
didn't quite make it to the far reaches of the park, but we found our man almost
immediately. He was standing in line for the Screaming Greek, twelve heads
behind Joey and Suzi.
Figuring she would never find him while he was under the pavilion and close to
getting on the roller coaster itself, I didn't hurry as I made my way there.
The hardest part was to find the helicopter after I lost my lock on her mind
that I had made during the pulse. Too many people's thoughts between us, and I
wasn't familiar enough with her mind to find it like I could Joey's and Suzi's.
Joey and Suzi came out just as I found her at the far side, still frustrated
over the fact her father had just ordered her to find him like she was one of
his employees. I hadn't realized she was the owner's daughter, nor had I
noticed she was only seventeen.
Joey and Suzi needed to leave, not wanting to miss the last chance to get the
shit scared out of them at a closing haunted house. We had gone to another one
last weekend, but once I had been startled by the first 'ghost', I couldn't keep
myself from sensing the next scare. So they understood when I suggested they
leave without me. I could just call a limo or maybe get a free ride from
someone going that way.
Holly was still five minutes away when Greg walked out the exit, so I followed
him and kept nudging Holly towards our new positions. Holly's eye caught my
smiling face as I pointed towards the ice cream shop. I was about to have to
nudge her again when she decided to ignore me, but then she saw her target
walking out of the ice cream shop and noticed me walking up to him.
Three minutes later, Holly landed inside a small roped off grassy area while I
and the thirty-something man stood and waited. She jumped over the knee high
fence and took her helmet off before she spoke to us.
"How did you.. Never mind. Mr. Steinman, your wife called and said you're
supposed to meet her at the front gate.. well, ten minutes ago. Something
about your ticket being bumped up and... You're welcome!" Holly cried after the
running man.
"I thought you said he was deaf," I said.
"Yeah. Too bad too. The dumb shit's running the wrong way. The front gate is
that way," she said pointing the other direction.
"So, uhm, can you spend a few minutes telling this kid a few things about your
aircraft?"
She looked at me with her head cocked to the side, squinting her eyes while she
tried to figure me out. But then she looked up at the sky and frowned.
"I have to take Beany back to her trailer before it gets any darker, and that
will take me at least thirty minutes. The park is closing in..." she said
looking at her watch, "about an hour and ten minutes.... Hmm.. When does your
ride leave?"
"When ever I want. When I get to a phone, I'm going to call home for a limo.
It will take it about forty minutes to get.."
"A limo? What are you, some kind of rich kid?"
"Depends how you look at it. Look, the sun's almost set now. I'll meet you at
your trailer after I make my phone call, and then we can answer each other's
questions," I said over my shoulder as I walked away.
She stood there a moment before turning to go back to her ship. After she
jumped the fence again, the thought suddenly occurred to her I couldn't possibly
know where the trailer was. She scanned the local area with her eyes, then
huffed and got in her craft and started it up.
Holly was rolling the 'copter into its trailer when I walked up behind her and
startled her with my hello.
"Shit. You sure are full of surprises, rich kid." she said.
"My name's Tim, not rich kid."
"Sorry. Holly," she said, offering her hand.
I shook it, then looked at the grease her paw had left on my hand.
"I guess rich kids aren't used to getting their hands dirty," she said, tossing
a rag to me with a crooked grin.
"Shit. I had my fair share of engine grease on my hands. My buddy and I built
our own go carts, and had to rebuild the engines a couple of times before we got
it right."
"Oh really. Well, that makes all the difference, doesn't it," she said
sarcastically.
"Uhm, are you like mad about something? Besides your dad making you fly around
on a wild goose chase."
"Oh, don't get me started," she said, flaring her nostrils in a way that I found
suddenly sexy. She looked at me for a moment, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry,
ki.. er, what was your name again?"
"Tim. Tim Brandton."
"Okay, I'll remember it now. I guess my step dad just gets under my skin
sometimes. So, what do you want to know about Beany?"
I asked her how she got it, what it takes to fly it, standard stuff. She had
started flying Beany when her stepfather got tired of it and offered it to her
when she was twelve. Apparently he hadn't expected her to actually stick with
it, and if it hadn't been for her mother, he would have sold it the next year.
"He uses Beany like a leash sometimes. Technically she's still his, so if I
want to keep flying her, I have to work at this damn park. At least the season
is almost over... So, what about you? You were just trying to impress me with
that limo line, weren't you," she said grinning.
"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't? I didn't think so. Well, suit
yourself. I can stay as long as I want though. Uhm, are you done with Beany?"
"Yeah, everything but locking the trailer up. Why?"
"Well, I was hoping we could go back and grab something to eat. Or at least go
indoors somewhere. It's getting kind of cool out, and I didn't plan on being
here this late otherwise I would have brought my jacket."
"Okay, but only if you tell me how you found Steinman when you couldn't even
know what he looked like."
"Hmm.. You want the truth? Or something you'll believe?" I said, rubbing my
arms.
"Try the truth first, then we'll go from there. Come on, you can tell me on the
way."
We climbed out of the trailer and I helped her close the doors and stood
watching her lock it. I wasn't all that cold yet, but I knew she hadn't eaten
dinner and I wanted to learn more about her and Beany. And while she fought to
work the lock shut, I found myself becoming a more interested in Holly than
Beany, especially her ass.
Holly was only a year and seven months older than I was, and by the time we had
finished racing to the park's entrance, I was seeing her more friendlier side of
her personality. Of course her mood went sour when the guy at the front gate
said her friend couldn't come in.
"What do you mean? He was in the park all day, and it's not closing time yet."
"So? Unless he had his hand stamped before six.."
I slid my hand under the violet lamp and said, "See? My hand is stamped."
"Oh. Okay, you can go in. But the park closes in thirty minutes. You'll have
to leave then, you know."
After we walked beyond his hearing distance, Holly said, "I can't believe he
fell for that. Didn't he even look at your hand?"
"Sure he looked."
"Nu-uh.. I looked, and there wasn't anything on your.." Holly stopped as I held
the back of my hand up for her to see it. "But.. it's only supposed to glow
when your hand is under the black light. Tim, you're starting to spook me."
"Sorry," I said, waving my other hand over the glowing mark on my left hand,
making it disappear. "There's nothing to get spooked about. It's just an
illusion."
"What, like an magician? I don't think.."
"No, more like a hypnotist. The dork at the gate saw what he expected to see
when I told him that I had the mark on my hand. You did the same thing. I
doubt what you saw was the same as what he saw."
"Okay, I'll let that one go for now. So how did you find mister deaf and
directionless?"
"Oh, that was easy. I used my magic."
"Sure you did. Come on, you said you'd tell me."
"Uhm, is pizza okay?" I asked, hearing her stomach growl.
"Yeah, it's this way. Now stop stalling and spill it. Otherwise I'm eating
alone."
"Okay, but if I do tell you the truth, you have to promise not to freak, okay?"
"Freak? Listen, kid, you're talking to a girl who flies a helicopter with a
blade span of twenty feet over an amusement park that has more power lines and
shit up there than a forest of telephone poles. I don't freak."
"I used a mental sweep."
"A what?"
"Well that's what Joey and I call it. I'm telepathic, and that's how I found
your Mr. Gregory Albert Steinman."
"Yeah, right. Looks like I'll be eating alone then."
"I'm telling you the truth," I thought to her.
"If you are, then why don't you just read my mind or something," she said, not
catching the fact I had stopped at the entrance of the pizza place and she had
already walked ten paces in front of me.
"Okay.... Uhm, can't you think of something better than just how big Zack's zit
is on his nose?"
"That's too easy." she said, as Zack came over to her at the counter.
"What's too easy," Zack said.
"Nothing, I was just talking to Tim... Is there any pepperoni left Zack?"
"Uhm, yeah, you want it?" he said, figuring Holly was just trying to play a
trick on him or something. As far as he could see, no one but he and Holly were
in the joint.
"Yes, please. What about you Tim.." she said turning to the empty spot she
thought I was occupying.
"I'll take the three slices left of the Canadian bacon, if you don't mind," I
thought to her from across the room.
Holly stared at me for nearly thirty seconds, trying to figure out if I was for
real. She concluded I had hypnotized her into thinking I hadn't moved my lips
when I spoke, so she just turned around and asked Zack for the Canadian bacon
also.
"Huh?" Zack said. "You never eat the CB. I thought you hated it."
"I do. It's for my friend over at the door."
"Uhm, what friend," he said, looking straight through me as I sat down next to
Holly.
"He can't see me," I thought to her.
"Zack. Snap out of it. I think he's hypnotized you or something. He's sitting
in the chair right in front of you."
"Hypnotized me? Who?" Zack said looking at Holly like she was trying to get
him.
"Oh never mind. Just.. never mind. Can I have a diet coke?"
"And a root beer," I said, making Zack jump as I popped into existence to his
mind.
"Shit! Where did you come from?" Zack asked.
"Here and there. Don't worry about it. Just hurry up and get our drinks like a
good boy," I said. He smiled and hurried over to the soda machine, wanting to
please us like a little kid who didn't know better.
"So, you're a very good hypnotist?"
"Well, I guess I am, but that's not what I'm doing. You want me to read your
mind? Okay. You're seventeen years old. You lost your virginity last year to
a guy who used to work this very counter, Justin Bram. You liked his sense of
humor, and really liked his.."
"Okay... I know I didn't tell you that, so that means you're a friend of
Justin's. What's he up to now? And why is he trying to pull another practical
joke on me?"
"I've never met him. Let's me try something else. The day you were up in Beany
over the large woods three miles southeast of the far end of the park, you
noticed something moving below you. You followed the movement until a herd of
deer and a buck stopped in a clearing and stared up at you. You swore they were
trying to tell you something, and they didn't move or anything, even when you
went down closer... should I go on?"
"Shit. I've never told anyone about that. If I hadn't been so close to the
ground when Beany's engine stalled, I would have crashed and probably gotten
killed. Those deer saved my life."
"Yeah, and you never saw them again, and the reason Beany stalled was because
she had a leak in the oil line. And here is something you didn't already know.
Your dad is planning to sell her when the park closes for the season."
"What? He wouldn't dare. Are you trying to pull something?"
"Nope. I'll prove it to you. But you'll have to trust me. And no, I don't
think you're gullible. Zack, come over here.. and stop picking at that thing.
It's already bleeding."
"Uhm, what," Zack said, a little embarrassed by his popped zit.
"Holly here thinks I've hypnotized you and her into seeing and hearing things.
But she also knows that you can't make people do things that they find morally
objectionable. So, Holly. You think Zack is a scum ball, don't you."
"Uhm..."
"It's okay, he won't remember anything you say."
"Okay then. Yes, he's shit," she said, watching Zack smile at her afterwards.
"Then you wouldn't want to kiss him?"
"No.." she said sarcastically.
"You wouldn't want to stick your tongue in his mouth, run your hands down his
scrawny chest, and pull his little dick out of his pants?"
"NO! And you can't make me either."
"I couldn't if I was using hypnosis, but you're not hypnotized."
"You're starting to piss me off. And Zack, stop looking at.... Oh, Zack.. OH!"
she said suddenly grabbing him, pulling him on the counter while frenching him
madly. Zack's eyes were flickering around wildly before he realised her hands
were starting to slide down his chest towards his growing lump in his pants.
His eyes closed the moment her fingers undid his jeans button, then he moaned
into her mouth as her steady fingers pulled his actually respectable-sized dick
out of his undershorts.
"Holly..." I said, realizing she wasn't coming out of her lustful daze.
"HOLLY! You're kissing SHIT, remember?"
She gave a squawk as she almost fell down. She was breathing really hard, and I
found myself aroused almost as much as the jerking off counter boy was.
"Shit! You fucken pricks! Shit!" Holly said to me and Zack.
"Zack, stop before you make a mess... And you better put that thing away. Here
comes the boss."
"Oh, shit," Zack said, rolling off the counter and hitting the floor with a
thud. He had just gotten back on his feet when Holly's stepfather and another
man walked in looking rather angry.
"Holly, I'm through with your attitude!" he shouted. "You deliberately moved
Beany's truck and trailer so the boys couldn't take it back to the shop. Why?"
"What?" Holly said alarmed. "I didn't move her!"
"Oh and I suppose you weren't the one who left this message," he said shoving
the note into her face.
"Dad, I know about you wanting to sell Beany. I'm running away with this
wonderful guy I met today and we're taking her with me. - Holly.. But I didn't
write this!" she cried.
"Oh, and I suppose you weren't spying on me when I accepted Heinz's offer to
sell Beany to him. You're a little sneak and a liar.."
"SO! You WERE going to sell Beany!" Holly said, flaring her sexy nostrils
again. "You... You..."
"Don't say it! All I want to hear from you is where Beany is! Otherwise you
can forget your money for college!"
"She doesn't know where it is," I said.
"What? Who the hell are you! Her latest worm to dangle?"
"I'm the guy who had Beany moved. You're not going to sell her."
"The fuck I'm not! You! Er, Zack. Call Security down here right now. And for
God's sake, zip up your fly!" he said with a pained expression.
"Zack, don't," Holly said. "I don't care if you take away the money my REAL dad
left for me..."
"Holly, it's in your name," I thought to her. "Only you can access it, but only
after you turn eighteen."
"Shit! You can't even touch MY money, can you! You're the sneak and the liar.
I bet you don't even own Beany. It was my real dad's, you know."
I hadn't known that. I checked her stepfather's mind, and found that Beany was
legally his, even though it had been an oversight on her mother's part.
"Oh, you are a weasel, aren't you Larry," I said. "Zack, why don't you stop
standing around and start cleaning up like you usually do. You can ignore
whatever we say or do."
"Look, you little piece of shit. My employees do not take orders from a
trespasser. Cody, take mister big mouth down to whereever he moved Beany to,
then turn him over to the police. He was caught trying to rob the pizza house
cash register."
"Tim, maybe you better run," Holly said starting to panic.
I just winked at her and stood still as Cody the gorilla came over and grabbed
me by the neck.
"AARRGGHH!!!" Cody screamed, pulling his hand back and looking at it.
"What!" Larry cried surprised.
"He's hot!"
"What? Stop fucking around. Grab him and go!"
"But... " he said, testing my shirt to see if I was still hot. "Okay, he's..
ARRRRGGG!" he cried when he tried to grab my neck again.
"What the fuck!" Larry said. "Cody, what's wrong with you," he said as he
grabbed my arm and held it out to Cody.
"But... I tell you, he burnt my hand.. Twice!"
"Cody, are you doing drugs again? Now take his arm and get the fuck out there
before I fire your ass. Hey! What they fuck are you doing!" Larry cried as
Zack mopped the floor along with Larry's shoes.
"Say Holly.." I said, watching poor Zack suddenly lose his balance and slide
across the wet floor on his back. "If I made your turd of a stepfather sign
Beany over to you, would you let me take her up tomorrow for a little while?"
"Oh hho hoo.. Tim, I'd even have your baby if you did that," she said. When my
eyebrows shot up, she added. "Only a figure of speech."
I smiled, knowing it hadn't completely been a figure of speech. But first
things first.
"Yo, slime ball," I called, looking straight at Larry.
"That's it. Okay, punk, I'll take care of you myself," Larry said, taking off
his jacket.
He walked up to me, grabbed my shoulder, and was about to shove me forward when
I said, "Excuse me. What's your name, little boy?"
He blinked, then let my arm go and stood blinking, looking around and at
everyone.
"What's your name?" I repeated.
"Dicky," he replied.
"What's your last name?"
"Strodmyer. My name is Dicky Strodmyer."
"What do you want to do for Holly, Dicky."
"I want to.. uhm... Oh, give her that flying thingy."
"What else?"
"Oh, I want to play with her. I think she's so much fun! Can I play? Can I?"
"Okay, Holly," I said as the man/child jumped up and down. "I'll meet you at
your house at... 10:00 am okay for you? Until then, have fun with Dicky here.
He'll go back to his normal lovable self after we leave tomorrow morning."
"Oh hoo ho ho. Tim... Oh ho hoho. I think I love you."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, my limo is here, so I'm gonna go home. You have
fun with your new friend, and I'll see you in the morning," I said, pushing the
door open.
"Uhm, Tim?" she called after me a few moments later from the door.
"Yeah?" I said, hoping she was going to ask me to spend the night.
She hesitated as she looked at me, turning a little red before she said, "Oh!
Where's Beany?
"Right where you left her, silly."
"Oh, right. Thanks. Uhm, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.." Holly said a little
too slowly. But then she brightened and let the door shut behind her saying,
"Come here, Dicky. I want a horsy back ride."
"Wow. Maybe she does like me," I said, barely keeping myself from peeking and
learning for sure. I sighed and walked towards the front entrance deep in
thought, and almost ran into two women who were nervous about something and were
walking quickly in the direction I had just came.
I didn't resist peeking in their heads, and didn't expect to find anything as
interesting as I did. The two college girls were looking for a safe place to
sleep without the staff finding them, then have another day at the park without
paying for it. But what interested me the most was the fact they were lovers,
and they were wet just anticipating what they wanted to do once they found their
hideout.
Naturally I followed them, feeling pretty horny from reading what they were
feeling for each other. I wasn't sure how I would fit into their plans, but at
the least I wanted to watch if not participate somehow.
They snuck into a small concession shack they had noticed hadn't been used all
day. I sat down on a bench, planning to wait for their activities to begin
before entering, and was concentrating on what they were doing when their plans
were brought to a sudden end. I hadn't noticed a security guard watching them
enter the shack, and was as surprised as they were when he and another guard
caught them topless inside.
"Well, well, well. Looky what we have here," the bigger of the two guards said.
"I don't remember these two paying their overnight fee."
"Fee?" Lisa said frightened, covering herself.
"Aren't you friends of Barbara?" the other guard asked.
"No.." Nicky said, putting her bra on. "And we're not paying any fee." She had
been startled by the men's intrusion, but she had recovered her wits and wasn't
about to let the men have their way with them.
"Don't say no until you hear what the fee is," the first one said, leaving his
hungry eyes pointed at her chest.
"What. A blow job?" Nicky said sarcastically as she tossed Lisa her shirt then
put her own on.
"Oh, nothing so easy as that," the second one said shutting the door. "A blow
job is just the membership fee. And since you have entered our club house.."
"Excuse me," I said poking my head inside the door. "Is this where I get my
refund? Larry said to find someone in a blue shirt to get a refund."
"This isn't no fucken customer service hut. Get the fuck.."
"Wait!" Nicky said, pulling Lisa with her past the two goons. "I know where the
refund hut is. HEY let her go!" She said when the first guard had grabbed
Lisa's arm.
"Get out of here, kid. This is a security matter."
"Oh wait a sec. I see Larry now. HEY Larry! Your guy here says you won't give
me a refund. Ma's not going to like.."
"SHIT!" the second guard said. "He's talking to the boss!"
"What?... So? Just means we take these two bitches out and say we caught them
sneaking in here. We're just doing our job."
"Doing your JOB?!" Nicky said before kicking the second jerk in the balls when
he tried to grab her. Despite the fact he was wearing a cup, he doubled over,
then fell on the ground when Nicky hit his neck with both fists.
Lisa had flipped the first guard onto his back right after Nicky had kicked the
second. I clapped while they stood over their work to make sure they were done,
and almost had to defend myself when they both turned around and prepared to do
the same to me.
"Hey! I'm on your side. I saw them following you at a distance, and thought
they were acting kinda perverted. Looks like you didn't need my help, though."
I said watching the first one struggle to get up to his feet.
"Put your FUCKING hands on your heads," he said, drawing his gun.
"Shit." Nicky said.
"Uhm, unless you're going to do some kind of cool kick, maybe you'd like some
help after all?" I asked.
"ALL of you, put your hands on your head. I'm not going to say it again."
Nicky sighed and both she and Lisa raised their hands.
"You too, mister nosy," he said, pointing the gun at me.
"I have a better idea. Why don't you put the pea shooter away before my friend
here fires your ass for pointing a gun at dear close personal friend of your
boss."
"What friend?" the guard asked.
"This friend," Cody said opening the door wide and towering behind me with his
over six foot height of muscle. "Come on girls, the party is over. I'll
pretend you were never here if you leave the park right now."
"Thanks," Nicky said. Even Nicky was a little intimidated by Cody. But then
who wouldn't be?
"Yeah, thanks," I said to Cody, giving him the ten second high I promised him.
I made sure he would never do drugs again before I closed my connection to his
mind, then left him to terrorize the security guard into closing his club down
for good.
The two security guards had made a deal with a few teenage girls in the past to
let them stay in the park overnight for a blow job like Nicky had guessed. They
hadn't really been planning to force them into anything, but Nicky's sarcasm had
prompted them to give the two college girls a good scare. I really don't think
they would have done anything, but the two girls didn't know that.
Speaking of which, I had to run and catch up with the two quickly departing
lesbians, who were hoping just to get out without anyone arresting them.
"Hey, wait up!" I cried.
Nicky turned her head and replied, "Sorry! Thanks for your help, but we're not
interested!"
"Not interested in what?" I said as I reached them.
"Look, kid," Lisa said. "We appreciate what you did, but we're not going to
kiss your ass in gratitude."
"Who said anything about kissing ass? All I wanted to do was offer you a ride
in my limo. Maybe even watch you two make out if you're still..."
Both women stopped dead in their tracks and were looking at me with angry eyes.
"What were you doing? Following us? Spying on us? Listening to what we were
saying?" Nicky demanded.
"Something like that. How come you two don't have sex while you're in your dorm
room?"
The anger they had displayed was replaced by shock, but then quickly went back
to anger.
"Listen, kid. If you know what is good for you, I better never see.."
"Name's Tim, and you didn't answer my question. Considering you would have been
put in the pokey if I hadn't come along, can't you just answer a few questions?
It's not like I could force you into something if you didn't want to do, you
know," I lied.
Nicky looked at Lisa, who shrugged and said, "All right. I guess we do owe you
something."
"But don't get any ideas," Nicky warned. "Compared to those two bastards back
there, I could take you out with one hand tied behind my back."
"Cool," I said and started to walk with them towards the entrance again. "So?" I
prompted.
"You've never been in a dorm before, I suppose, so I guess you don't know how
thin the walls are. You can almost hear your neighbors breathing, it's so bad.
Everyone on the floor would know it if we tried something, especially with
Lisa."
"Those people called the front desk that time because YOU couldn't shut up. I
was just getting into it when the hotel manager knocked on our door. I can't
believe we paid for a hotel room we... Is that your limo?"
"Yep. I can drop you off where ever you want. I don't think the buses run this
late. That is how you were planning to get back, isn't it?"
"What did you do, follow us off the freaken bus?" Lisa said, suddenly very
hostile.
"Nope. Just observant. I mean," I said, waving my hand across the empty parking
lot, "unless you were planning to walk home or get a cab, you must have been
planning to take the bus. But you weren't planning on getting caught, were
you."
"Sorry," Lisa said. "Those two jerks just... you know."
"Will you really take us all the way back to campus? It's a good three hour
drive from here," Nicky admitted.
"I didn't know that. No wonder you wanted to spend another day here. But yeah,
that's fine. If anything else, I can sleep on the bed during the trip home...
Ah, shit."
"What?" Lisa said, hoping I wasn't going to take back my offer.
"I didn't realize which limo this was until I saw who the driver was. Oh well.
I don't suppose you will mind for a little more female company, will you?" I
said getting in after the driver opened the door.
"Nicky, Lisa, meet Vicki and Carol," I said, not hiding my smile as the two
college girls stared at the two nude women.
"Hhhi," Nicky said, always the one to get her wits back first.
"Hello," they replied.
"Uhm, Lisa, you're going to have to get your other foot in the door. The driver
would like to shut it?"
"Sorry," Lisa said as she sat down right next to Nicky.
"Are you thirsty? We have soda, ginger ale, and other stuff. Or maybe you
would care for some of this?" I said, getting the bottle of the light purple
colored drink out.
"I don't think we want anything alcoholic," Nicky replied, looking very unsure
about the situation.
"Hey, where are we going?" Lisa said, realizing the car was getting on the
highway already. "We haven't even told you where our dorm is."
"You go to Southeast State, right? Well, that's were we're going. Relax. If
I'm trying to trick you into something, you can always beat me up, you know."
They looked at each other, then Lisa said, "Maybe I will have a glass of... What
is it? It doesn't look like anything I've seen in a bar before."
"That's because it's a family recipe, and it doesn't have any alcohol in it.
But it's really good. And just so you don't think I'm trying to drug you.." I
said, pouring a third glass and handing them theirs. "I'll drink it too."
They both smelled the bubble-gummy aroma, then took a small sip each. I really
didn't want to drink mine because it would cloud my mind with ideas I shouldn't
have. But I downed it anyway, figuring Carol or Vicki would satisfy me easy
enough if I required it.
They started to relax as we made small talk, and after a few minutes, I knew the
drink was starting to have its effect on them. Of course I was starting to feel
it myself, but some people take longer than others.
Finally after watching them squirm for five minutes, Nicky said, "So are you
supposed to fuck them, or just look at them?"
"Why? You looking to do the fucking?" I teased.
"I think if I don't start something soon, I'm going to go nuts," Lisa admitted,
giving Nicky a desperate look.
"Hey, you two were looking for someplace private to fool around. Well, if you
don't mind me watching and maybe even fooling around with Vicki or Carol, you
can moan as loud as you want. The driver is used to it. I promise I won't
touch you."
Despite their distrust of my intentions, they couldn't hold back any longer.
And once they started kissing, they forgot all about me. Of course I helped
them in that respect.
Nicky's hands were inside Lisa's pants before I realized they were trying to
strip without stopping their kissing. I watched them undo the fasteners on
their tops, noting that they had probably worn them just so they wouldn't have
to pull them over their heads. I awaited the breast unveiling with some
anticipation. Lisa's tits had unusually large nipples for such a small breasted
woman. I wanted to get a closer look, then perhaps use a little mental
deception to sample the unusual cuisine.
To my disappointment, they moved on to their jeans first. Their wiggles and
worming while frantically exchanging saliva was quite entertaining, and I found
myself almost unable to resist interfering.
"Shit," I said to myself. "Vicki, Carol, looks like I'm gonna need your
services."
They immediately began stripping the clothes off me, and in moments I was having
my dick and nipples expertly sucked and tenderized.
I returned my attention towards the two now nude guests. Lisa was slowly
pushing Nicky onto her back, still kissing as they had been. They slid
themselves down the seat until Lisa was laying on top of Nicky, completely
stretched out. Lisa sent her hand between their crotches and start fingering
them both while Nicky ran her own hands to Lisa's ass. My moan was almost as
loud as Lisa's when Nicky inserted her finger in Lisa's ass.
Watching Nicky fuck Lisa with her finger made me blow my load into Vicki's
waiting mouth, then I almost did it again when Lisa allowed herself to be guided
by Nicky's intruding finger to move her crotch up to Nicky's face. Nicky didn't
allow Lisa to turn around when Lisa tried to assume a sixty-nine position.
Instead, Lisa found herself facing the window with a finger up her ass and a
tongue up her slit, moaning and groaning as Nicky fucked her ass and cunt.
The scene got me so hot that I pulled Vicki up beside me and had her lay on her
back. When I mounted her, Vicki started to cry. But when I asked her if I had
done something wrong, she simply begged me to continue. I found out later Vicki
hadn't been fucked for nearly two months.
I started pumping my teen cock into the well fucked pussy, finding her muscle
contractions inside to be very pleasurable. I was constantly having trouble
keeping it in, however, but Vicki remedied that by moving her legs up into the
air, making my dick fall out again and slap against her winking asshole.
Her ass was much better, but nowhere near the tightness I had come to expect
from anal sex. Nevertheless, I started to fuck her backdoor, getting some very
nice moans from Vicki's open mouth. Poor Carol just sat by and watched, not
even playing with her very aroused knob. She would never give herself the
pleasure she desired, my father having made her unable to think of such a thing.
The only thing she could do was sit and look as sexy and desirable as possible.
And to give her credit, Carol did that well. Her legs spread, her vaginal lips
puffy and glistening with her juices, only upstaged by her pussy gaping open
and her clitoris poking out at an amazing height. When my eyes had taken all
this in, Vicki found herself coming from the surge in my lust. She was still
humping air when I nearly leapt onto the awaiting Carol, and it wasn't until her
orgasm ended that Vicki realized she had been out-slutted by Carol once again.
My eyes were shut while I fucked Carol's shit hole, but snapped open when I
heard Lisa's scream. A tidal wave of lust flowed from my eyes and crashed into
every corner of my body from the sight of both of Nicky's arms ending at Lisa's
crotch and ass.
Lisa jerked again with a scream of pain and pleasure as her lover sank her hands
into Lisa's insides even deeper. Nicky's eyes were as fogged over with lust as
Lisa's, and within seconds so were mine.
I made Carol turn so I could fuck and watch, not that I really needed to do so
since I came less than a minute later. As Nicky began to pull her hand of her
tired puppet's ass, my dick started to complain from my continued humping.
The sight of Nicky's shit covered hand made me agree with my softening tool,
making Carol cum hard before pulling my own shit covered digit out.
I quickly retrieved the baby wipes and the big white cloth towels from the
storage area under the little fridge. After I had myself in fair shape, I
canceled the commands to Nicky's mind than allowed her to ignore my very
existence.
Nicky's eyes caught my movement as I carried the wipes and towels over to her.
She was holding her hand away from her and Lisa, and quite frankly it was
stinking up the place. As I started pulling the wipes out by the handful, she
suddenly caught sight of my soft exposed dick.
When I offered her the wad of wipes, she quickly glanced back up to my face
before blushing slightly and averting her eyes to Lisa's face. Lisa was just
laying on top of her asleep, using Nicky's breasts as a pillow, noisily sucking
air in through her open mouth. Nicky's other arm was trapped between them, and
was probably starting to feel a little numb. But even as I cleaned her shitty
hand up, Nicky didn't move a muscle in fear of waking her lover up.
While my curiosity screamed for me to peek into their heads, I decided I would
just talk instead. So when I finished cleaning her up, I sealed the stuff up in
a small plastic bag, then operated the cabin's air controls to get rid of the
strong smell. Both Carol and Vicki fought their drowsiness, just in case I
wanted anything else. I told them to go ahead and sleep, and I would join them
after my guests were home.
I sat on the edge of the bed watching Nicky watch the two slaves curl up against
each other and finally fall asleep. I caught her looking at my nude body before
I finally spoke.
"You've never seen a guy naked before, have you?" I asked.
Her answer was in her blush, and then confirmed it with nod.
"How come? I mean, you're obviously interested."
"Not really. I just never seen one that wasn't made to look... big or
supposingly sexy. But yours is... so small and.... I'm sorry. I just meant it
was.. soft?"
"Oh.. You should have seen it twenty minutes ago. It was so hard I could have
dented steel with it. Especially when I saw your hands in... her. Man, that
was the horniest thing I have ever seen. And believe me, I've seen some
perverted shit."
Nicky was having another blush fit when she accidentally moved her buried arm
and flinched from the discomfort.
"Let me help you," I said, reaching to lift Lisa's chest up.
Nicky immediately slapped my hands before I could touch Lisa and said, "Keep
your fucken hands to yourself."
"I was only trying to help," I muttered, feeling a little cross.
Nicky closed her eyes from the strong unpleasant tingling her arm was sending
her, struggling to pull it out without waking Lisa. This time when I reached
out to help, Nicky didn't realize it until she had pulled her arm free.
After I let go of Lisa's sides, I took Nicky's arm and gently began rubbing
circulation back into it. I manipulated her nerves so she found my caressing
quite soothing while removing the discomfort she was feeling.
"Wow.." she finally breathed. "That really is making it feel better."
"You're welcome," I said, smiling. "So, do you two do this often?"
"What? Sleep in the nude on top of each other? Or the other bit."
"Well, both. If you don't mind."
"You keep rubbing my arm like that, I'll tell you anything you want to know.
You should get a job at a massage parlor."
"Heh. Problem is, I'd probably spend too much time having sex with my customers
to do much massaging." Then I added, "But I'm not planning to have sex with
you."
"Better not be... Ohhh.." she said as I started using my magic touch on her arm
for just a moment. "Whatever you just did, don't stop.."
"I didn't do anything that I haven't been doing," I lied. "Come on. So how
many times have you done that."
She though about it a few moments, then she said, "Okay.... I've fisted Lisa's,
er, pussy twice before, and she did it to me once. But this was the first time
we ever did anything like that, especially to her butt. If I had know how much
of a mess it would be, I wouldn't have done it. But we had teased each other,
and I just got so horny thinking about it, I just went and did it."
"How long have you two been lovers?"
"Since high school... I can't believe how good you're making my arm feel.
Where the hell did you learn how to do this?"
"I can't tell you. If I did, I'd have to fuck you," I said with a wicked grin.
But then I said seriously, "Would you like to feel something else even better?
It's not sexual."
"Not unless you tell me first," she said, giving me a grin herself.
"If you knew what's supposed to happen, it probably wouldn't work. Just trust
me. I haven't tried anything so far, have I?"
"No, I guess not. Go ahead."
I took her other hand and gently placed both palms beside Lisa's knot at the top
her neck.
"Okay, close your eyes and relax. When you feel it coming, don't tense up or
try and force it. Just let it come to you."
She nearly jumped as my hands rubbing her arms started to make her palms feel
tingly. Nicky was a very self assured woman with a quick mind and a strong will.
I felt she probably could handle anything without panicking, and my suspicions
were justified in this case.
"I... feel it.." she whispered.
"What do you feel?" I asked, stopping my rubbing since she believed it had done
what it had supposed to do.
"I can feel Lisa... dreaming? It's almost.. like.. I'm.. inside her dream.."
Nicky barely whispered before she went completely limp.
"Sweet dreams, ladies," I said yawning. I watched their merged minds dream
about a house they wanted to buy so they could live together and never worry
about being too loud again. I was tempted to make the dream come true for them,
but as I moved in between the two on the bed, I realized that they hadn't given
me a single reason to do something like that for them. So I dropped the idea
and went to sleep as their minds started to fuck each other.
We all woke up when the driver notified us we were approaching the campus.
"Tim?" Nicky said as they hurried to get dressed.
"Yeah?" I said looking up from Lisa's panty covered ass.
"Why did you help us? Or more importantly, why didn't you try something when we
were asleep?" she said, reaching down for her jeans.
"Because you weren't interested in doing anything with me. I guess I was
curious to see what gay women were like. I've seen girls have sex with each
other, but they were bi. I knew they wanted me to fool around with them too."
"Okay, you answered my first question, but not my second. Why didn't you do
something when we were helpless?"
I frowned at that, then reason became clear to me.
"Because you weren't any more helpless than you were before, or even now. If I
had wanted to do something, I could have done it at any time."
"What do you mean?" Lisa said, finished getting dressed before Nicky. "We'd
kick your ass if you tried anything funny."
Nicky looked at me for a moment then said, "I'm not so sure about that Lisa.
There's something weird about him."
"Weird? Gee, thanks," I said as the limo stopped. "Well, here's your stop.
Thank you for an interesting show." I said a little tired of their lack of
gratitude.
"Thanks for the lift," Lisa said, getting out.
"Yeah, thanks," Nicky said, stepping out behind her.
But then Nicky got back in and crawled onto the bed, right up to my surprised
face. Vicki and Carol sleepy watched as Nicky silently gave me a very deep
kiss. I nearly bit her when her hand started feeling my crotch. But she was
more surprised by her own arousal triggered by my dick getting hard in her hand.
I said, "Thanks," as she crawled back off the bed.
She turned head and smiled saying, "Thank you! For being a nice guy I mean.
Look us up next time you're in town. I'd like to try sharing a dream or two
with you."
And with that she shut door, leaving me sitting there with my mouth hanging
open.
"I might just do that, Nicole Faye Smith. I just might," I said before laying
down.
I will always remember my dream I had that night. Flying Beany.... with
someone's fist up my ass. That was one dream I hoped would never come true.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky
(mc, mf)
The next morning, I walked up on the porch and almost touched my finger to the
button when the door was opened by Dicky wearing a woman's one piece swimming
suit.
"Oh, Dicky is glad to see you. Could you help me?" he said, turning around.
"I see you've been having a lot of fun," I said, pulling the zipper up. "How's
the wife?"
"Mrs. wants Dicky to stay. Mrs. doesn't want mean old Larry back."
"And how does Larry feel about that?" I asked with a frown.
"Larry very angry. Larry wants to hurt Mrs. Dicky doesn't want Mrs. to get
hurt. Is Dicky going to have to leave Mrs?"
"You are Larry, Dicky. Why does Larry get so mad?"
"Larry doesn't want to fail. Daddy always whipped Larry when he failed. Made
Larry so mad when he tried and tried and tried, but couldn't make Daddy happy.
That's why Larry hit Daddy and ran away."
I noticed Holly and a woman obviously her mother standing off to the side
listening.
"Dicky, is Daddy still alive?"
"Oh no. Daddy died... ten years ago. Larry sad.. Daddy never saw his park.
I wanted to show him.."
"Larry, tell me why you built an amusement park? Why didn't you spend your
wife's fortune on something else?"
"Because.. I.. Larry wanted to have fun. We never had fun after Mommy died."
"Larry, do you still want to have fun? Do you remember what fun is?"
"Larry has no time for fun. He has to work hard and prove to Daddy..."
"Okay, Dicky. Why don't the five of us go sit down and figure out what is best
for everyone, then maybe Dicky and Larry will both be happy for once."
The four of us sat down in their large living room, Dicky fidgeting with his
bathing suit's empty cups.
"Uhm, is it okay if I call you Rose? It would be easier to call you that than
Mrs. Strodmyer when talking to Larry."
"That's fine. Holly told me you hypnotized him?"
"No.. Holly, I thought you understood. I haven't hypnotized one single person
that you've seen. But don't worry about that. I want to know what you want. I
can't leave Larry as Dicky. I take it Dicky told you everything?"
"Yes. Most of it I pretty much already suspected. But I'll give him credit for
one thing. He did turn his amusement park into a profitable business."
"Do you still love him?"
"I.. I'm not sure I can answer that. I used to, but he's not the person I
thought he was."
"Dicky, is Larry listening to everything?"
"Yes. Larry hears."
"Tell us, does Larry love Rose?"
"Yes. Dicky loves Rose too. Does Mrs. love Dicky?"
"I'm not sure who Dicky is.." she replied, looking at me.
"Dicky is Larry's... er... You know how they say everyone had a child inside of
them? Well, meet Larry's."
"Then, yes. I love Dicky."
"Larry wants to tell Rose he's sorry for.. things."
"Larry, do you love Rose enough to sign the park over to her?"
We waited for an answer, watching Dicky use his fingers to make the cups move
around.
"Dicky, did Larry hear?"
"Larry hear. Larry in pain. He can't give up park before he shows Daddy, but
he doesn't want to lose Rose."
"How can Larry show Daddy, when Daddy is dead?"
"Larry doesn't know. Maybe in heaven. Will Dicky go to heaven?"
"All good boys go to heaven. Larry might not, but Dicky will," I said, knowing
it didn't really work that way.
"Can Dicky go to heaven now? He could take message to Daddy so he knows Larry
did it. Dicky wants Daddy to be proud of him."
"Dicky, sleep," I said and then helped him lay backwards on the floor. "I don't
know what to tell him. I mean, I'm not sure what that will do to him if he
thinks the child inside him died and went to heaven."
"Can't you just leave him like he is? I like Dicky," Holly said honestly.
"No, I can't. Dicky and Larry are the same person. They're just different
parts of him. Like when you are deciding whether you should risk flying through
a group of trees. Part of you doesn't want to risk it, part of you loves the
risk. Dicky wouldn't be able to cope if left by himself like this. The rest of
Larry's mind has to be given control again. Dicky is just a small fraction of
what he needs to stay alive. Right now, he's extremely handicapped.
"Rose, what do you want to do? I can turn him into what ever you want as long
as most of what Larry is doesn't change."
"Can you just let his father see his park and tell him he did a good job? Then
maybe he can relax and enjoy it."
"Hmm. Okay. But I'll need someone to pretend he's his dad. Did you ever meet
him?"
"Yes, at our wedding."
I could tell she didn't care to expand on that.
"Okay, tell you what. Rose, for two hours today, you are going to be his
father. I'll copy everything Larry expects his father to say and how he would
react into your head, then while I'm buzzing around in Beany, Holly can go with
you and make sure nobody interferes. And don't worry, Rose. You'll still have
control of your actions. You will know exactly how Larry expects his father to
act, that's all. Whether you act the part out is up to you."
An hour and a half later, Holly and I was standing next to Beany after unfurling
her blades and checking everything for problems.
"If Beany starts to cough, just.."
"Turn the throttle down a bit, then bring it back up. I know everything you
know about flying Beany, Holly. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm just a little nervous about someone else flying her. She's mine
now, and I don't want to lose her."
"Oh, thanks. Well, I think I'm ready." I said, slipping the helmet on and
starting the engine.
"Hey!" she said, tapping the helmet. I looked up at her and almost didn't have
time to respond to her kiss.
"Good luck!" she said as the engine roared up to take off speed.
"Good luck to both of us," I thought to her.
Beany lifted off the ground and soon I was flying above the tree tops. I loved
every moment of being in the air, totally free, buzzing and hovering like a bee.
I did short hops, then long ones, and eventually just flew where ever my heart
desired.
I had to refuel a few times, but I had bought the gas I was using, so it wasn't
like I was taking advantage of them. When my two hours were up and I landed for
the last time, I knew I would be doing it again someday. Maybe not in Beany,
but in some kind of open air helicopter. It was my new dream.
I did the regular maintenance on Beany as I waited for Holly to return. She
drove up about forty minutes after my landing and smiled to let me know
everything had worked out fine.
"My mom and dad were on the Screaming Greek when I left them. They are acting
like a pair of kids. Did you do something to them?"
"Yeah. I made them want to have fun together. That is if you don't mind your
mom having fun with her husband."
"Larry is like a totally different person. But he's not, either. It's
pretty.."
"Romantic? Maybe. Right now, romance is about a million miles away from their
minds. She pulled him into one of the storage sheds and they're making out like
a couple of teenagers.."
We talked for over an hour, starting with her parents, but quickly moved to the
topic we both had in common, flying in Beany.
Sitting on the edge of the trailer, we shared our excitement and experiences,
and later I even took her flying, Timmy style. Holly was more of a dare devil
than Penny or Suzi had been, and I had to keep switching birds a lot quicker in
fear she was wearing them out. On the seventeenth bird, I announced I was
getting tired and returned her senses to her own body.
We spent another fifteen minutes repeating a lot of our favorite bits of the
past two days before we fell silent and just listened to the sounds of the park
in the distance.
I slipped my hand over hers, and she nearly tore my arm off pulling me to her
for a kiss. Our kiss got very hot very fast, and the next thing I knew, I was
sitting in her lap with my hands going down the back of her jeans. We broke our
lips apart and took a breather, staring into each other's faces, watching each
other become more aroused by the way we looked at each other.
Beany's trailer was way out in the deserted parking lot, and to both of us it
was the perfect place to make love. We both knew it would be a one night stand,
but something about our shared love for flying in Beany made us lust for each
other's body in a way we had never felt before.
Holly slipped her hands up into my shirt and worked it over my head without
turning it inside out. But before she could put her mouth on my male nipples as
she had planned, I got up and went further inside the trailer to where we
wouldn't be dangling our legs over the edge.
I had just sat down when Holly leapt on me, pushing me on my back while she
slobbered her mouth's juices all over my chest, working her way down to my belly
button.
Her mouth's efforts drove my lust to take a more active role, so I turned on my
magic fingers, reached down to her shoulders and started to massage the tingly
feeling into her skin. Holly slowly began unconsciously working her way back
up, craving my finger's touch to cover greater areas of her surface. Once her
mouth was again at a nipple, I had no trouble getting her top and bra off, and
then began freely wandering my hands over her naked skin.
Holly's will was very strong. She fought against my soothing touch, keeping
herself focused enough to continue her oral administrations to my chest. But I
was tiring of being the recipient. Besides, better to give than to receive, I
always say.
Instead of just taking over, I pulled her up to me, and we sucked on each
other's mouths and faces on a equal basis. But our desire to push the other
into a unresisting state only allowed that continue for a few minutes.
After I countered two attempts to lower her mouth again, I made my own move by
making her breasts start to tingle for the craving of my mouth. She held her
own until I gave my sucking mouth its own little magic touch, then she raised
her head upwards in a gasp. I quickly devoured her neck with my thirsty mouth,
sucking and licking my way down while her body slowly inched up mine.
Holly continued to try and take some control back, and as my mouth neared her
right nipple, she began to actively rub my crotch with her right leg. But all
that did was intensify my own lust to break her will and make her lay still
moaning and screaming in ecstasy.
My hands went down to her wonderful ass, then I turned up the power in my
fingers and mouth. Holly's arms and hands suddenly clasped themselves around my
head, locking my mouth against her breast as she started to cum from the
overdose of my magic touch. I was gasping for air by the time she let go, and
we both had to stop to catch our breath.
"Oh my God, I've never cum like that before," she said, rolling her crotch
against my stomach. "I hope you have protection," she said, moving her self
down so her crotch was rubbing mine.
"Shit!" I said, realizing I had given the rubber I kept in my wallet to Brad
when I was over at his house fucking his sister's ass. I had meant to get
another one, but I had forgotten it. "Do you really need it? I know I'm
clean.."
"Shit! I can't believe it! I'll get pregnant for sure if you do it inside me.
I was going to make you pull out even with the condom on. You prick! You got
me all worked up for nothing?" she said, flaring her sexy nostrils again.
I wanted her so bad, especially her ass. I suppose I inherited my love for anal
sex from my parents, both the fucking and the being fucked parts. So I had no
intention of letting her go without experiencing the joy of her virgin rose.
But I wasn't going to force her, just persuade her.
"No, not for nothing. You see, Timmy has two cocks. One you can see, and
one.." I paused as she shuddered, "you can't see."
"Shit that feels so REAL! Oh GOD Tim.. OH GOD! But.. <grunt> stop a second.."
she said, pinching the skin on my left side to emphasize she meant it.
"What's the matter?" I said truly surprised.
"You do understand that I'll get pregnant if you really do it to me. You're not
trying to toy with me, are you? Or trying to get me so horny that I do it
anyway?"
"Okay, I'll admit I meant to toy with you a little. And yes I was going to fuck
you for real. But I can put a lock on myself so I can't cum. There is no way I
would cum inside your pussy, accidentally or purposely. Please don't be mad. I
know you want it as bad as I do. And I am telling you the truth. Do you want
me to prove it?"
"How?" she said sarcastically. "And before you ask, I don't do blow jobs."
"Heh, I didn't think about using me as the guinea pig. If I can make you cum
just by touching your nose, would you believe that I can prevent an orgasm from
occurring just as easily?"
"I suppose... But Tim, I'm not sure if I want to take the....OOOOHH!" she said
when I touched her nose with my right pinkie. "Fuck the risks. I love taking
them anyway."
"Then you won't mind if you take another one, will you," I said, sending her
waves of pleasure through my finger tips as they ran across her crack.
"You want to... I don't think.... Tim, you're trying to coerce me.. Please
stop?"
"Are you sure?" I said, momentarily simulating the sensations of having both her
holes fucked. The simulation only lasted for a second, but it was more than I
needed to break through her resistance.
"Oh my God!" she said turning her head away from me.
"I'll make it as pleasurable as I can," I begged. "I really won't force you
into an..."
"FORCE ME?!" she said, turning her head back to face me, her eyes filled with
lust with a little anger. "You've made me cum twice, bringing my life's total
to three God Damn orgasms, both of yours were better than my first one. Then I
feel two invisible pricks inside me, almost making have my fourth, and you think
you're not FORCING ME by doing that?"
"God you're sexy when you're angry," I moaned, "I love the way your nostrils
flare out when you're mad. And your ass is almost as sexy as my mom's, and I
know you've thought about it before."
"Shit. Why do you go through the trouble of asking?" she said, disappointing me
by not flaring her nostrils again.
"Then I would be forcing you to do it, and I don't want to do that. Are you
going shut up and fuck? Or do we have to keep argumfff," I said, getting my
answer.
She released her lips hold on mine and said, "I'll decide if and when you do my
butt, not the other way around. You got that?"
I replied by licking her face while another twenty-seven tongues licked other
parts of her body, including her ass hole and an extra long one at her cunt.
After her entire body had been covered, I stopped, having stoked her fire enough
and said, "Got it."
Her arms gave out and she fell on top of me, unable to stop her shaking from the
most overwhelming experience she had up to that time. I quite frankly was
surprised by that. I had to hold her and stroke her back for a minute while she
recovered her strength.
When she did, however, she immediately started using her tongue on my cheek,
pressing her crotch into mine, and then got up on her elbows and started to
hump.
I swear I could feel her wetness through our jeans while I teased her nipples
with my fingers and palms. I had intended to let her drive this part of the
course, letting her control the events until she orgasmed again with my dick in
her puss. But she was working herself up to cumming again, finding it easier to
orgasm after having experiencing it a few more times. I had to cut power to my
magic fingers when I realized it was as much of a cause as her humping was, and
finally decided I would have to make the next move.
Holly wiggled her butt when I started rubbing it with my hands. As I started
working them around her waist, she gave an extra long hump against me, pushing
the front of her jeans up so I could reach the button. She did it a few more
times before I could undo it, then I helped her wiggle the tight fitting levis
down her bare ass and crotch.
I was astonished to realized she hadn't worn any underwear, and smiled as she
laid on top of me and wormed her hands down underneath her. She gasped in
surprise when she found I hadn't worn any either, then gave me a powerful kiss
as we kicked our jeans off our legs.
Holly didn't waste any time once the jeans hit the wall. She slid herself up my
body, then slid it back down, slipping my cock's head in between her vaginal
lips. Then she lifted her crotch up, holding my very stiff member by it's head
until it reached it's proper penetration angle. She shuddered twice as she
slowly lowered herself onto me.
I couldn't believe her tightness. She had fucked Justin three times, and the
first two had been too painful for her to enjoy, but managed a weak orgasm the
third time around. I can't imagine how it would have felt if Justin hadn't
already stretched her that much. I just hoped her ass wasn't as tight,
otherwise she would never enjoy it from all the pain.
When our crotches met, she gave another shudder, then smiled weakly at me.
"It feels better once we get into it. It just hurts a little at first," she
explained. I almost mentioned it would be the same when and if I did her ass,
but she pulled up and I couldn't help but moan instead. It was a good thing I
had already put the block on my orgasm. I would have blown for sure on the
third pump.
For the first few minutes, I was completely helpless. Well, I wasn't really,
but it really was turning her on again to think I couldn't even move from the
pleasure I was feeling. But after she had started to feel her own pleasure, I
started using my magic fingers (set to low power this time) on her back and
humping ass.
After feeling her speed pick up, I realized she might wear out and not let me
fuck her like I wanted to so much. So I switched back to my original plan. Get
her to a high point of arousal, hold her there until she does wear out, then let
her cum, but not too hard so she will still want more.
So I inserted a block to keep her arousal below a certain point, then increased
the gain on my magic fingers and mouth.
My hands found their way to her breasts, giving them long caresses and small
little pinches on the nipples. Once I got tired of that, I got her to lay back
down on top of me, and I used my mouth on her face and neck. Despite the
wonderful sensations my mouth and wandering hands were giving, she didn't stay
like that for long, for her humping had minimal effect in that position.
So she got back up on her arms and spread her legs around my own and started to
power thrust. Holly was desperate to break through the barrier I had put up.
She of course didn't know I was doing it, but I felt she would suspect later on.
When I felt her sweat dripping off her nose hit my cheek, I had a surge of
desire run through my body. I was tired of being as passive as I had been, and
decided on a better and quicker plan.
I stretched my neck up and managed to lick her sweaty cheek, sending a powerful
surge of lust down her body straight to her crotch. She had a tiny orgasm with
that, and it only fed her need to have a bigger and stronger one. Holly went
full out, throwing every reserve she had, and man, she had a lot.
She had immediately fell on top of me again, and the two of us were licking and
sucking our faces and mouths like we were licking the worlds most delicious
lollipop. Her humping speed hadn't decreased, and her slightly altered angle
had suddenly worked my dick's head against her g- spot, with a little help of
course. With my hands roaming around her body with the touch on high, I started
to bring her to a height of arousal she couldn't withstand for very long. Her
modest moans became screams, losing their intensity as her energy started to
give out, then suddenly stopped all together as I finally unleashed her orgasm.
Holly stiffened and shivered all over, holding her breath and rolling her eyes
up into her head. I didn't try to contain any of it because I suddenly felt
guilty over my toying with her. When she let her breath out with a moan of pure
relief, she went completely limp on top of me, and then she started to cry a
little.
"I'm sorry Holly. I didn't mean to hurt you.." I soothed. "If you want, we can
just stop here, and I'll just wait until I get hom..."
"No!" she said, looking into my eyes. "I'm sorry for crying. It was just so...
BIG! I didn't want it to end.. I'll let you fuck my ass if you promise it will
be that good."
"Well, if it isn't, I'll keep doing it until it is," I joked.
"Okay, that's a deal," she said laying her head back down and resting. "Tim?"
"Hmmm?" I said, trying to contain my lust while she was resting.
"You're doing something to me to make it feel that good, aren't you."
"No. Well, not like you mean, any way. You're worried about having sex with
another guy and never orgasming like that again. Tell you what. Stop thinking
about giving yourself to me, and I'll make it so that whatever guy you fall in
love with and marry can give you orgasms as good as that. Deal?"
"Do I have to marry him first?" she said.
"Yep, and marry him for love, not just so you can get your orgasmic high. I
don't want to turn you into a fuck slut."
"Oh, thanks, I think. Shit. You're still as hard as when we started. Isn't
that, like, uncomfortable?"
"Only in the sense than I'm fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck your ass
every second. But I can wait a bit longer before I start to loosen you up. I'm
sorry about wearing you out like that."
"I'm not. Look, don't worry about me. Start what ever you have to do. This is
going to hurt, isn't it? I can tell by the way you're avoiding it."
"Yeah, it will hurt. But it's worth it. And I don't say that without
experiencing it myself."
"What do you mean? You let some guy fuck you?"
"Not some guy, but my best friend, Joey. We're close and... Shit, you're
getting wet again. Well, you're as rested as you're going to get."
"Ohhh..." she moaned as I started stimulating her ass with my finger power.
Holly suddenly rolled us over, placing me on top of her.
"Fuck me. Get me so horny that I don't even feel the pain. That's what Justin
did the day he took my cherry. Fuck me like the slut you were talking about."
She was rolling her crotch around, getting turned on by her own words which were
having the same effect on me.
I looked at her and licked my lips like I was a hungry wolf coming for the lamb,
then made my mouth water like I was about eat oranges. She shivered as my drool
started to drip onto her chin, then used her tongue to gather and catch the
drips as I slowly began to pump. The otherwise gross act of swallowing someone
else saliva like that was driving us both even deeper into the fuck lust that I
was still holding at bay.
We sloppily sucked on each other's mouths like animals after I had finally
lowered my mouth to hers. We almost reached the point where we would have
sucked the snot out of each other's nostrils, but my own need to cum pushed me
to stop and start preparing her for rear entry.
Holly was trying to drive my humping faster with her own humping. But I
maintained my slow speed, only quickening when I felt she was starting to get
discouraged.
I pulled out and said, "Time to find out what kind of slut you are. Tell me
what you want."
"Oh, Tim... Fuck me.. Just fuck me..."
"Nope. No until you say it."
"Tim, please? Fuck me!"
"No, not that kind of it. What are you?"
"Oh," she said, almost breaking into a grin. "I'm a slut. Fuck this slut."
"Okay, that's getting better. Try some more. You can be my slut if you want."
"Uhm, all right. Tim, fuck your slut. She wants you to fuck her slutty cunt.
How's that?"
"Pretty good, but still is kinda dry. Get really dirty, then I'll use my
invisible cock on you while I get your ass ready."
"Okay," she said, frowning a little. But then she laid her head back down,
closed her eyes, and said, "Timmy.. Your fucking little slut wants your big bad
prick up her hot tight slit. Fuck me, Tim. Fuck your slutty.. whore. Fuck me,
Fuck my brains out! OH! YES.. Fuck ME. I'm such a fucking slut. I WANT IT!
FUCK ME!"
I was sending her ass hole waves of stimulus, causing her to worm and gasp. Her
legs had parted as far as they could, and as her words became meaningless, the
drawbridge started to rise. Holly's winking hole came into full view as her
feet reached the height of my chest. My dick surged with anticipation when I
moved forward, allowing her calves to rest on my shoulders as I aimed my warhead
at its target.
The head rested against the flinching entrance as I helped myself to her juices
to lubricate it. I was almost finished when she suddenly orgasmed, her anus
opening up and swallowing my pleasantly surprised dick. I reacted immediately
by pushing my cock in all the way, and was rewarded by her ass clamping down
while she screamed in pleasure.
Holly wasn't feeling any pain at all. In fact, she was overwhelmed by the
orgasms she started to have, her screams and cusses probably carrying all the
way into the next county. I was almost afraid to start the pumping action, but
my lust had been patient long enough. I couldn't wait any longer.
I got down on my hands hovering myself over her and started to fuck her ass like
I had never fucked before. I pistoned in and out of her without mercy, touching
the ground only with my toes and the palms of my hands. Holly cried out loud
moans with each pump, tears and sweat pouring off her twisting face, while her
ass pushed to meet each hump.
She passed out as her ninth orgasm rippled through her body, but came to seconds
later. I saw the look of a wild animal in her eyes, and that brought back my
desire to break her to my will. Her eyes snapped shut when my invisible cock
entered her smushed pussy, then opened wide again as her eyes rolled up into her
head and passed out.
I felt like I was blowing her mind. Holly passed out five or six times before I
let my orgasm explode inside her ass. As my seed shot into her rectum and
splashed against her walls, Holly spasmed and shivered, her tongue and mouth
attempting to escape the rest of her squirming body. When I finally collapsed
on top of her, Holly came once more before passing out again.
I laid there for nearly twenty minutes, enjoying the feel of her body beneath me
as I restored my strength and waited for her to awaken. But even as I pulled
out of her, Holly never stirred. I covered her up with a blanket from the limo,
and waited around for over an hour before inserting my address and phone number
in her head. I kissed her forehead before climbing out of the trailer to leave.
I closed the doors to the trailer without locking them, not wanting her to be
discovered like that if someone just happened by.
As the limo pulled out of the parking lot, I said a silent good bye to both
Beany and Holly, swearing I would ride both of them again.
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