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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
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>This posting contains:
Chapter III(b): 9th Grade - Winter 1986
Part 5 - Let's get naked (mf oral)
Part 6 - Romp in the Park (mc, exhib)
Part 7 - A Day With Dear Ole Dad (mc, oral mf mF MF)
>The next posting contains:
Chapter III(c): 9th Grade - Winter 1986
Part 8 - To Fuck, or not to Fuck (mc, oral mf)
Part 9 - Make Love to me - Round 1 (mc, mf)
Part 10 - Make Love to me - Round 2 (mf, mm, mmf)
Part 11 - Make Love to me - Round 3 (anal mf, mfm)
>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 III: 9th Grade - Winter 1986
Part 5 - Let's get naked
(mf oral)
"So are we going to get naked, or what?" Joey said again.
"It's your call, Tim. Who goes first?"
"Hey Joey, have you seen Suzi naked since that night in the mirror?"
"Nope."
"Well, I guess you're the first contestant," I said to Suzi as I placed my hand
on her tummy.
"I figured," she said not moving.
"Heh. Hey, I'm just going to sit over here and watch," Joey said.
"No you're not. Get over here. I haven't told you the rules yet."
"Rules?"
"Yeah, I just thought of 'em. Well, there's actually only one. We can only use
our mouths," I said, then licked my lips.
"Cool. Okay," Joey agreed, getting on the other side of Suzi.
"Okay, but if anyone leaves any teeth marks on me, let's just say I'll return
the favor," Suzi said, snapping her teeth three times.
Joey and I looked at each other, then he followed me down. Her shirt was a
loose fit, but it was difficult at first to grab the material and not her skin
to pull the tail out of her pants. We ended up using our lips more than our
teeth, but that suited Suzi just fine.
We were having a little trouble getting it over her head, so she cheated a
little and helped us using her hands.
"Penalty!" I said. Joey sent me a look, and I knew exactly what he meant. Our
heads bumped when we both dived at the same time to sample her tummy with our
mouths.
Suzi giggled at us while we both were rubbing our heads.
"You think it's funny, do you?" Joey said as he started tickling her. I just
grinned at them, watching her squirm.
"Joey... you're gonna.... make me.... pee in my pants!" Suzi said between her
giggles.
"Oh Shit! He said. "I nearly forgot! Ted said to go take a shit before you do
it!"
"Well, it's a good thing you remembered before we got all naked," Suzi said
grabbing her top.
"Oh, I don't know," I said, turned on by the thought. "I kinda like the idea of
running downstairs to the bathroom naked."
"You're not serious," Suzi said, shocked. Joey didn't say anything.
"I'm completely serious. Let's do it."
"No.." Suzi said, starting to blush.
I looked a Joey, who shrugged. "I don't really care. It's not like anyone will
actually see us with you around."
Smart or not, that was a setup if I ever heard one. And this time he didn't
even realize it.
"No! I don't care if no one will see us. I'll still be embarrassed running
through the hallway naked," Suzi complained.
"Then why are you getting hot thinking about it," I said when the vibe hit me.
"I am not," she protested.
I connected to her and Joey, then drew their attention to the wetness in her
crotch. Then I imagined the image of Suzi running naked across the lunchroom
while everyone was eating. Suzi turned bright pink, and almost let a moan
escape from the heat rushing through her groin. I dissolved the link.
As her color returned to normal, she said, "Just promise one thing."
"What."
"We go straight to the bathroom, and straight back. No side trips through the
boy's locker room. Or for that matter, the girl's either... Joey.."
"Man, can't a guy even dream?" Joey said.
I sent him a private thought without looking at him. "Later, Joey... Later."
"Okay, so we'll all go straight to the girl's bathroom," I began.
"I suppose you have a reason other than to get the chance of running into
someone while we're in there?" Suzi said with a knowing look.
I felt around the boy's bathrooms to see if anyone was using one. There wasn't,
but there was one guy walking past one. I gave him the need to take a leak, and
for some reason couldn't resist checking out the stalls after he finished.
"And now, a live update from chopper 7, here is Ben Awalt with the latest look
on the boy's room stall situation. Ben?"
"Thanks Tim, I'm in stall #1 now, and it doesn't look too good from up here.
Looks like someone was driving drunk and missed the bowl. Pissed all over the
seat. I hope they were wearing their seat belt.."
"Checking out stall #2... Phwew! What a mess. Someone didn't like their
breakfast, did they. And as usual, some idiot put the entire roll of toilet
paper in it. Looks like it will bumper to bumper for while here."
"And checking stall #3. Hmmm, everything looks good here.. Oh wait a second..
Shit. I just stepped in it. Why did I come in here in the.."
"Thanks Ben, we'll uh, check back with you later." I turned to Suzi and said,
"Is that a good enough reason?"
"Okay, straight to the girl's room, we all empty, then straight back," she said
without a flinch. "And no peeking while I am letting nature do its thing," she
added.
"Oh, I wouldn't do something like that," I grinned. Then I said seriously,
"Actually, I'm afraid I'll have to insist on manning the controls while we are
there. We wouldn't want anyone not leaving their full deposit behind."
"Doesn't a girl have any privacy?" Suzi said, not too happy.
"Sure. I won't let Joey in on it."
"Oh thanks," Joey said.
"So, are we going to get naked, or what?" Suzi said.
"Hey, that's my line!" Joey said, as he motioned towards Suzi's pants. I
nodded.
We each took a leg of her pants in our mouth and started to pull down. Suzi
giggled, then lifted her bottom off the floor. We struggled to get the pants
down past her feet.
"You know, this is like work," Joey said.
"What? We're just getting to the good part," I said.
Suzi had her eyes closed, enjoying being the center of our attention. Joey gave
me that look, and this time we didn't conk heads as we each tasted a side of her
lovely soft tummy.
Suzi didn't even flinch. She kept her eyes closed, but put a smile on and said,
"If you two boys don't get this show on the road, we're never going to get to
the _really_ good stuff."
I looked at Joey, and he shrugged as he made bigger circles with his mouth and
tongue. I started working my way up, and soon Joey joined me, sucking on the
nipple through the cups.
"Timmy, are you causing my nipples to tingle?"
"Only with my mouth," I thought to her.
"Are you?" Joey asked out loud, pausing a moment.
"He said no. Now shut up and get back to work," Suzi said.
I started getting tired of tasting bra, so I indicated to Suzi to sit up. Joey
and I worked our way around, and attempted several times to unclasp the stupid
thing with our mouths. Finally, I got frustrated.
"Joey, let me borrow your body a second," I thought to him.
"Okay," he thought back.
I found Suzi's thought pattern that she uses to take her bra off with, and
managed to operate our mouths in a similar way. It worked on the second try.
"Finally!" Suzi said. "I thought you two would have practiced this kind of
thing."
"Heh, maybe we should start," Joey thought to me.
As we brought the straps to the front, Suzi crossed her arms across her chest,
then laid down. We were about to complain, when she took her arms away and
said, "Lift away, boys."
Instead of slowly unveiling her goods as she had planned, Joey and I both just
pulled our heads back, snapping the bra in the air. Joey and I echoed Suzi's
gasp with our own as her breasts jiggled like jello on her chest. The bra
hadn't even hit the floor before our lips were suckling on her mammaries.
"Mmmm." Suzi said. "That's nice. Tim, are you sure you're not doing
anything?"
"Yes, sure," I said out loud, holding the nipple in my teeth.
"You haven't been teaching Joe-oh-oey anything-thing, have you?" she said
before she gasped again.
"No," I said as I made a larger O with my mouth to get as much skin in my mouth
as I could. As I sucked it in, I had a thought, so I said, "Suz, can I give you
a hickey on your titty?"
"Joey is already <groan> doing it. If someone doesn't <gasp> free me from my
<growl> panties, I'm going to <grunt> do it myself!" she said.
Joey and I instantly dived, managing to evade a collision again as we each
fumbled for a hold of the top of her pink panties. She had a wet spot starting
to show, and as we started to pull them down her, her fragrance stimulated us
both.
We got the panties down to her knees, then Joey let go and said, "Fuck this."
He grabbed them with his hand and finished the job.
Be both looked at her mound of femaleness with the eyes of hungry wolves. We
looked at each other, then I said, "Go ahead, just leave some for me."
"I'll do better than that," he said as he dived. I watched him tentatively
sample her lips with his tongue, then devour her with all his might. Suzi's
lifted her crotch in the air as her gasps became desperate. She began rocking
her head back and forth almost senselessly. Then, just as I was going to go
back to her breasts, Joey suddenly stopped and leaned over to my face with a wet
and wicked smile.
"Kiss me you fool," he thought to me.
"Grrrrooooommmmphhhh," I said as I open my mouth to suck in his dripping chin.
The taste was a bit strange, but exciting. Once I had cleaned off his chin and
moved to his mouth, he rewarded me with a mouth full of juice.
I closed my eyes and we happily sampled the taste of the love juice. We were
passing it back and forth to each other for the third time when Suzi said, "Hey
fellas.." When we didn't respond, she whined, "Come on guys, don't leave me
like this."
I opened my eyes and saw Joey looking at me with a twinkle in his eyes. He
proceeded to pass me my half, and I swallowed it after he had.
"Ohhhh.." Suzi said below us. We gave each other one last taste of each
other's mouth, then broke the kiss. We found Suzi watching us with glazed eyes,
one hand on her twat, the other kneading the breast I had been nibbling.
"Shit, Tim. Looks like we left her too long."
"Hey Suz.. Slow down there girl." I said, taking the hand she had at her
crotch.
"UUhhhhh!?!" she said in a primitive sounding way. She was close. Joey's
little fun had almost sent her over the edge.
"Suzi, it's your turn to help undress someone. You're done," I said.
"You bastards. Come... And.... FINISH ME!!"
I started to put the brakes on for her. If we had brought her to an orgasm
then, I wasn't sure if she would still find the bathroom idea appealing.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Suzi said as she finally just gave it up.
"iiitt," Joey finished for her with another one of his famous wicked grins.
"Okay, Suz." I said as she was getting back her breath. "Since you didn't get
to get off when you wanted to, you can choose who goes next."
"I pick you, you bastard. Why did you stop me?"
"Because you wouldn't have wanted to run naked in the halls with us," Joey
guessed correctly.
"Yep," I said.
"Well, it's still your turn. And I am going get you so hot and bothered, you'll
beg me to finish you off. And I won't."
"Heh, good luck," Joey said to me.
"Ah, but you're forgetting something," I said.
"What? You better not cheat!"
"Nope. Remember, I have two weeks of horniness stored up. If you get me too
hot and bothered, I don't think even I could stop me from blowing."
"Heh, good luck," Joey repeated... to Suzi.
"Grrrr!" Suzi said as she launched herself at me. She had my shirt up to my
nose before I even had a chance to lift my arms up. Joey just sat there
watching, amused. Suzi's breasts were in my face while she maneuvered my shirt
off me the rest of the way.
"Suz? Dear? Do you want me to help?" Joey said from a distance.
"GRRRR!!" Suzi said as she pounced on my pants.
"Was that a yes or a no?" Joey asked.
"That waa waaa waas, oh GOD!" I said as Suzi's mouth sucked the lump in my
pants right though the cloth. "A NO!" I squeaked.
Her lips were wrapped around the head of my dick, through my underwear and
jeans. Her tongue was trying to tease my head through the two layers of
clothes, but was not having much success apart from the pervertness of the
action.
"GrrrrRRRR," my lioness said as she released my captive part.
"Now she wants your help," I said with a unsteady voice.
"Okay," Joey said as he crawled over. "or should I say, GRRRR?"
"Ggggggggrrrh," Suzi said, almost purring the g sounds.
"She said not until you're as naked as an animal, like she is," I translated.
"Suz, I think you need to stop visiting your relatives at the zoo," Joey said.
All she did was look straight at Joey with a hungry look, licking her lips like
the ferocious feline she was.
Joey replied with a "gulp".
The two quickly depants me. As Joey sat back to watch the show again, Suzi
began crawling up my body, dragging first her breasts across my legs, then her
glorious crotch. When her head reached my crotch, she took her tongue, pressed
it between my legs as far as it could go, then slowly drug up my cloth encased
rod.
The incredible erotic gesture made my dick pulse with a new surge of blood,
causing the tip to peek out from under the elastic. A small stream of clear
liquid was starting to ooze from the tip, something which none of us had ever
witnessed. Suzi touched the tip with her tongue, then her hot lips followed her
tongue up to the head. The contact made me involuntarily shudder, then she made
me squirm the next moment as she used her tongue to sample my precum.
"Grrrrmmm," she said a informative voice.
"What did she say?" Joey asked.
"Tastes great," I answered.
"GRRRRRR," she said as her teeth replaced her lips.
"Okay, okay! She said it tasted like shit."
"Haaaaa haa ha."
She gave me one last touch of her tongue before she stretched out her arms over
her head, pressing her nails into my chest, and continued dragging her naked
body across the very hard lump in my underwear. Her lips and tongue were
leaving a wet trail beginning at the tip of my dick, on up to my freshly licked
clean bellybutton, and continued their way up my belly to my chest.
Her skin felt incredibly hot against mine, her breasts swinging gently against
my not forgotten lump. As her breasts continued past my struggling digit, her
soaking wet crotch began slipping up my thigh. I realized she had left another
wet trail up my right leg. As her belly button reached my crotch, and her
traveling tongue and lips veered right, heading vertically for my right nipple,
She made the most primitive growl she had ever made in her life.
"gaawd, Joey, <pant> she wants, ahhhh, you know."
It took a moment for Joey to realize I was talking to him. He came over to us,
but when we didn't specify anything else, he took it on himself to get busy.
"Hey Tim," he said as he pulled up to my face.
"Huh?" I said half sensibly.
"I think she's winning."
"Huh?" was all I could say as Suzi began to smear the juices she had left on my
body around with hers.
"God Suz. If you do that to me, I'll cream for sure."
"Huh?" I said again, not realizing he wasn't talking to me.
Suzi kept teasing my dick with her tummy movements. She knew what she was
doing. Her belly did not provide enough pressure for me to hump against. She
kept taking me higher and higher, but never giving me anything to take me over
the edge. She was definitely winning.
When I felt another pair of lips start giving my left nipple a hot wet massage,
I groaned loudly, rolling my head back and forth, probably just like Suzi had
done. I was reaching my limit, finding my sexual frustration and the waves of
pleasure pass over me again and again.
I finally couldn't take it anymore, and started to let out a long "aaaaaaa"
sound, my muscles spasming all over my body, all while I began pawing and
crawling out from under them. I finally came to my senses and pulled myself up
into a sitting position.
"Had enough?" Suzi said, temporarily forgetting she was a lioness.
"Jeez Tim. I though you were freaking out on us."
"I WAS freaking out. Man Suzi. Your body should be considered a deadly weapon.
You could kill a guy with that kind of torture."
"She can torture me like that anytime," Joey said honestly.
"GRrrrrlmew?" Suzi said, re-adopting her feline persona.
"What did she say?" Joey said while rearranging his equipment.
I grinned and said, "You don't wanna know."
"Well let's hurry up and get to my turn."
"I'm glad you're last," I admitted as I laid back down.
"Why's that?"
"Because Suzi and I both have been brought to the edge. We both get to take our
frustrations out on you."
"Cool!" he said as went down on his side of my underpants, slipped his top front
teeth under the elastic band, and was tugging it down before Suzi even could get
into position.
"Shit Joey! Take it easy! It's diggin into my happy sack. Wait for Suzi.."
"GRRrrr."
"Okay Suz. But I'm not going to.. GRRRR" I said as my underwear slipped off my
foot.
"Your not going to what?"
"Grrrrrlllll," I said, making my voice go deep.
"Next time, I go first. You hear me? I get to go firfffff..." Joey said as
Suzi and I pounced.
We managed to get Joey's shirt off in less than 30 seconds.
"GrrrRRrr?" Suzi said.
"GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRR," I agreed.
"Shit," Joey making it unanimous.
"Shit," Joey repeated as Suzi and I began licking his cheeks, working our way
down to his neck, licking and sucking every inch of his chest, then his tummy.
Suzi began following the hair line that started from his belly button down to
his crotch, While I broke off and crawled back up to his face.
"Grrr," I said.
"Yeah, hi," he correctly interpreted.
"MMMhhhh" he said with a distant look in his eyes for more than just a moment. I
didn't look back down to see what Suzi had done. I wanted to leave some things
to be a surprise for me later. To bring him back to the real world, I gave him
a wet slobbery lick across his lips.
"GGGGrrrR," Suzi said.
"RRRRRRRRlllll," I whole heatedly agreed.
Suzi moved herself so she could attend to Joey while staying out of my way.
I gave Joey a few more teasing licks across the mouth. Just as he started to
respond with his own tongue, he let out a happy sounding squeak. His eyes
literally crossed then closed them, displaying a totally new goofy grin.
"Grr Grr," I praised Suzi.
"Grr Grr? Grrrww," she responded.
I smiled, thinking of how Joey's face would look in a moment. I scooted my body
up, finding Joey's skin as hot as Suzi's against my dick. I kept scooting up
further and further, letting only my dick touch him. I managed to do a tricky
maneuver without falling on him, straddling Joey's chest with my dick's head
touching the spot between his ribs. I was facing him, getting ready to shift my
torso back down like a pendulum. Joey was starting to squirm from Suzi's
manipulation, but still kept his eyes shut.
I was ready, so I gave Suzi the "Grrrrro."
Suzy pulled down not only Joey's pants, but also his underwear, cheating since
she used her hands and not her teeth. As Joey started to open his eyes to see
what was up, I lifted my legs up and swung my body down with only my hands
touching the ground. I planted my shins flat on the floor beside his thighs,
and I sat down with his dick in my crevice. My body tingled when his hot rod
briefly touched my hole. Joey's long groan became a series of "Awwwohhs" as I
started to move my ass back and forth. Joey's eyes shut tight, and his hands
were clasping and unclasping with my movements. I started to feel my hole
involuntarily relax, and the pleasure was new and yet familiar.
Joey was starting to get really loud, and I wondered if they might start hearing
it downstairs. I made him aware of this with out disturbing our fun, and as his
groans turned to gasps, I found my own meat being engulfed by Suzi's hot mouth.
Joey started to hump me with vigor, increasing the pleasure I was feeling.
With a sudden powerful thrust, my ass was pushed higher, Suzi gagged
momentarily, and when I fell back, the tip of his dick pushed into my aroused
hole, while mine came out with a pop.
Joey and I both shuddered with the sensation, and our groans made Suzi gasp.
His hands grabbed my cheeks and started to squeeze them together and apart. I
found him starting to slip deeper into me, stretching my hole to where it
started to hurt. His dick wasn't all that big around, but without lubrication,
it felt like it was ripping me a new one.
I fell forward, feeling the pain subside as his dick head fell free. My dick
however was resting just above his, and my chest covered his face. I rolled off
him, and he gasped for air momentarily.
"Tim?" Joey said breathless.
"Yeah?" I said in a nearly as breathless voice.
"Do you think we were fucking?"
"Maybe."
"You wanna try it again?"
"You bet your ass."
"Who do you wanna fuck first?"
"Why? Who do you wanna fuck first?"
"I don't care. Can we just get to the fucking?"
"Well, I wanna fuck you after you fuck me, okay?"
"Yeah. Then maybe we can do it again."
"HEY! What about me?" Suzi said realizing she had been completely forgotten.
"Oh yeah. Tim, you can fuck first, while I fuck you."
"Yeah, okay. As long as you fuck me while I fuck her, then that will be okay."
"Fuck you both!" Suzi said with venom.
"On second thought Joey, you can fuck her. I can fuck her later."
"No, no. Really. You fuck her."
"No you fuck her."
"GRRRRRR!" Suzi screamed as she rushed us. Before we could escape, she had both
of us by the balls. Her fingernails her digging in, and her grip was
tightening.
"Joey?" I squeaked.
"Yeah?" he squeaked even higher.
"Let's both fuck her?"
"Yep?" he squeaked higher than ever.
"That's better," Suzi said releasing us. "Just remember who really has the
power around here."
"Yes, Master," Joey and I said in unison as we both started to tickle her.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter III: 9th Grade - Winter 1986
Part 6 - Romp in the Park
(mc, exhib)
"This feels so dirty!" Suzi said as we slipped into the girls bathroom.
"Yeah, I've never been in this girls bathroom before," Joey admitted.
"Tim, I still can't believe you picked the bathroom on the other end of the
school! Gawd. I'm so wet, it's running down my leg!"
"I wonder why the girls get little trash cans in their stalls, and not the
boys?" Joey pondered.
"Duh!" Suzi said as she got into her stall and shut the door. "Why don't you
look and see what is inside?"
"Awe, that's nasty!" I said after taking the bait. "I think I'm going to get
sick."
"What? Mine's empty.... Oh, I get it. Never mind."
As I started forcing myself to poop, I popped into Jerry Austinberg's head and
checked the time. I needed to string this out for about ten minutes.
A loud fart echoed throughout the bathroom.
"Joey!" Suzi said as I laughed.
"What?" Joey said, farting again.
"That's gross," she said before giggling as farts started coming from both sides
of her.
"Hey Suz, any requests? Maybe Yankee Doodle?" I said as I started playing the
first few notes with my butt.
"Awe cool!" Joey said. "Lets do 'Row, Row Your Boat'. You start, then I
join."
"Okay.. But I'm not sure I can get us to do a whole verse. I was lucky to get
Yankee Doodle to work."
"Come on guys..." Suzi pleaded. "I'm trying to concentrate here..."
"Heh. Well, hang on a sec anyway Tim. I'm starting to dump."
"Suz? Need any help?"
"No, thank you very much."
We all had a minute of silence, apart from a few grunts. I checked with Jerry
again, and figured on another seven before packing it in.
"Okay Tim, let'em rip!" Joey said a moment later.
I had Joey start, and I started once he got to the merrily merrily part. Suzi
at first was objecting, but by the time I was doing the merrily merrily, Suzi
was laughing so hard, I couldn't help but let her finish my verse for me. Joey
almost fell in from laughing so hard.
"Okay guys.. I'm gonna make sure we're all clean now.. Ready."
"Let the shit roll, Timmy boy," Joey exclaimed.
"Do it and let's get out of here," Suzi agreed.
After a group deep breath, we all heard a few plops in the water, and we were
done. I checked the time, and we had another three minutes before I had planned
on leaving the bathroom.
"Okay, I think you're both done," I said, "but I'm not."
Two toilets flushed, and then I heard their stall doors open.
I stalled for a while longer, then reached down to pull up my pants. I grinned,
wondering if the other two had done the same.
I checked the time, flushed, then had to wipe the grin off my face before
opening the stall door.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yeah," Joey said at the door. Suzi nodded, already starting to blush with
anticipation. I knew by the time we got back to our private little room, she
was either going to kill me, or rape me. Probably both.
I peeked at the time again, and saw I needed just a moment more. I washed my
hands, taking my time. The moment had come, and timing was everything.
As we sneaked out of the girls bathroom, I allowed them to rush ahead, trying to
get back to the stairs as quickly as possible. As they both passed through the
doorway to the stairs, leaving my sight, I quickly took my position behind
another door, and watched the clock count down... 3, 2, 1.
"RING!"
The hallways erupted as the fifth period ended. I closed my eyes and
concentrated on all those minds who were going up and down those stairs. Joey
and Suzi were trapped on the landing between the first and second floor, just as
I had planned. I had known I was going to have problems with so many people,
but I figured the worst that could happen was I just wouldn't get everybody in
time.
I managed to peek at their states of mind as there was a momentary decrease of
people on those stairs. Suzi was so embarrassed from all the people walking by
staring, she was almost ready to have an orgasm without anyone touching her. It
was even dripping down her legs to the floor.
Joey, however, was not finding any pleasure in people looking at him,
snickering, even when he kept getting wolf whistles from some of the girls. His
dick was not only soft, it was shriveling up. His hand were clasped over his
crotch, and he was shaking all over with shame. That was not what I had
planned. But by that time, the stairs were starting to thin out, and Joey had
collected enough wits to scramble up the stairs to the second, then third floor.
With Joey out of the picture and the stairs and hallway traffic thinning, I was
able to keep the pressure up on Suzi while I abandoned my hiding place. No one
I passed took any particular notice of me. As I started climbing the stairs,
the bell rang again. I found Suzi still standing on the landing, shaking and
panting, her face still filled with the shame and lust she was feeling. She
didn't even realize I was standing beside her until I spoke.
"Excuse me, but if you don't stop puddling on the floor, I going to have to ask
you to leave."
"YOU! YOU!" was all she said before I grabbed her, pulled her tightly to me,
and kissed her with all my might. She couldn't stop herself from giving back
what I was giving her. She began struggling, trying to impale herself with my
erection.
I broke away from her frantic mouth long enough to say, "Suz, stop trying. We
have to take our pants off first."
It didn't register with her, so I repeated it, while canceling the few harmless
commands I had made earlier. She suddenly found herself wearing her shirt and
pants. She jumped away from me like I had turned red hot. I saw her realize
the joke I had played on them, her eyes appeared ready to murder me.
"I gave you what you wanted, you know," I said with a grin. "And you have to
admit, it was the only way to make sure we didn't get in serious trouble."
She turned without a word and started climbing the stairs.
"Oh, shit!" I said. "I forgot about Joey!" I dashed past Suzi, then nearly
slammed myself into the wall as I turned the corner at the top of the stairs. I
flew down to the room, and found Joey wrapped up in the king size comforter
trying to find his clothes.
He saw me standing there, then realized I wasn't as near as upset as I should
have been. "What the fuck have you done with our clothes!" he said as he
started towards me.
I canceled his illusion as well, then said, "You're wearing them."
The shock on his face turned to anger. He dropped his cover and launched
himself at me full force. He rammed me, partially knocking the wind out of me,
but I managed to swing his momentum around, pushing him to the ground with me on
top.
We struggled for several moments, and finally I just took his energy from him so
I could reason with him. He found himself becoming as weak as a newborn, so he
let himself go completely limp, but looked at me with hatred in his eyes.
Suzi had passed us without comment, and now was sitting on the couch waiting for
Joey and I to settle things on our own.
Whatever I could have said would have been a waste of time. My little joke had
backfired. I never considered Joey taking it so bad. Suzi had wanted it, but
he hadn't even truly considered it. I looked at him with my most apologetic
expression, then kissed his unresisting mouth before getting up and walking to
the stairs. I was going to let him cool off while I figured out what made me
play such a dirty trick on them. Something just didn't feel right.
I wound up going to the main office, asking to see Principal Higgs. As I
expected, everyone there was familiar with who I was, considering I had tried to
kill myself not 30 feet from where I stood. I talked to Higgs for about five
minutes, then he phoned one of the secretaries to arrange what I needed. Except
to release Joey from his helpless state, I hadn't used a single command or
peeked into a single head.
A few minutes later, the phone rang while we were waiting. Joey and Suzi had
come to the office because they had been unable to find me. They thought I
might have gone off the deep end again. After the secretary told them I was in
with Principal Higgs, Joey literally forced his way into the office, shocked to
see I was actually here. He thought I had tried to trick him with a phony
trail.
After I reminded everyone how I had been able to talk the nurse and several
others into leaving me alone in the nurse's office during my suicide attempt, no
one questioned Joey's motives for his actions. I told Joey and Suzi I was okay,
and I would talk to them after school.
As Katie walked in the office, Joey's eyes went wide, and Suzi frowned. I gave
them both a pleading look not to say anything, not wanting to upset anyone.
Joey wasn't going leave without an explanation however.
"What the fuck is going on with you?" Joey thought to me.
Out loud I said, "Joey, come 'ere a sec." We stepped away from the others,
while Higgs took Katie into his office and closed the door.
"I think something in Katie's head did something to me. Higgs is gonna
hypnotize me to help me look for it in Katie's head."
"Why did you leave us like that? You should have told us this." Joey said,
showing a little anger from earlier.
"You wouldn't have listened. And it wasn't until I was about to hitch a ride
home that I figured it out about Katie. I think someone did something to her
just to make me go crazy."
"You? I think you are going crazy. If it hadn't been for Suzi, you wouldn't
have ever found it."
I stopped to think about that. He was right. It had been pure chance. No one
could have foreseen Suzi finding it. I certainly would not have. "Shit. Maybe
you're right. I was so sure that what I just did to you and Suzi had been...
No. I know it was. I may not be able to tell exactly what someone else has
done to my mind, but I can feel it... Something made me want to trick you in a
way that would break us up. I can feel it, Joey... Oh, shit. Someone just
touched Katie's mind. We have to get out of here, fast."
I grabbed Joey's hand and pulled him with me as I tried to shield his mind like
I was shielding mine. I couldn't let whoever it was find out what I knew.
The surprise on Suzi's face as Joey and I each grabbed an arm was almost
comical. The shield around Joey was holding, and I found him able to sustain it
without my help. The people we left behind us in the office started to react to
our fleeing, and I suddenly felt very conscious of how vulnerable they were.
I constructed a shield around Suzi's mind, and tried to explain what was going
on to Suzi as we ran out the front of the building. To our surprise, we found a
black limousine parked in front of the school. As we turned to go around it,
the driver seemingly came out of nowhere and opened the door.
"Please get in," a male voice said from within the vehicle.
"I promise you and your friends will not be harmed, Timothy," the voice added
when we hadn't responded. "We have much to discuss, you and I."
"What did you do to Tim!" Joey said, the first to get over the shock.
"Believe it or not, the only one who has done anything to Tim, is Tim himself.
Now get in the car, all three of you. Or do I need to start recruiting your
teachers and friends to help me?"
"You want me, not them," I said shaking.
"I don't want any of you. Now stop acting like a scared little child and get
in!" Then he sighed. "Please, you do not have anything to fear from me."
I looked at Suzi, then checked with Joey. I climbed in first, followed by Suzi,
then Joey. Even though I thought I was prepared for anything, I was still
shocked by what we found inside. I can only imagine how Suzi and Joey felt. We
were all so entranced by what we saw, we never noticed the door had been shut
behind us.
Inside the large cabin was a loosely robed man laying on a satin covered bed
with his back cushioned by the breasts of two naked women wearing black leather
collars sitting immediately behind him.
"I apologize for being so rude a moment ago. I suppose I am just used to being
obeyed without question," he said as the blond woman on his left handed him a
small gold box.
"What do you want with us," I said as the vehicle pulled out of the school yard.
"Timothy, please. I really do not mean you any harm. In fact, I only wish to
give my only son a gift in exchange for a few hours of your time," he said as
he held out the box to me.
"Son?!" the three of us said.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter III: 9th Grade - Winter 1986
Part 7 - A Day With Dear Ole Dad
(mc, oral mf mF MF)
"My father was a slave of my mother's. He didn't have any powers like... this,"
I said, indicating his backrest.
"Oh, so your mother didn't tell you I had the talent. I wonder why? No matter.
Yes, your mother did make me her slave. Actually, it was probably the best sex
I had up to that time. I especially enjoyed it when I was freed from her
control and made her do all sorts of interesting things. But this isn't about
your mother and I. This is about you. You are my son, and I felt I should pass
this on to you. So please accept it."
"How do you know he is your son?" Suzi asked as I reached out to take the box.
"I check on some of my pets from time to time. The girl Katie is one of my
summer girls. I was missing her lovely ass, so I sent for her, planning to
spend a weekend using her. I discovered her thoughts had been altered slightly
to cover up Tim and yourself kissing during a class period. It was a simple
matter of checking school and state records to find who he was. When I realized
who his mother was, I found the son I never knew I had."
"What IS this?" I said as I picked the red transparent coin out of the now open
box.
"Feels comforting, does it not?" He said with a grin.
"Yeah," I admitted. "Here, feel this Suz," I said handing it to her.
"I don't feel anything," she said turning it over in her hand.
"Here, let me try," Joey said. Suzi passed to him, and after he held it a
moment, he gave it a flip. "I can't really feel anything either. Well, it does
kinda makes my fingers feel kinda nice and warm," Joey admitted as he handed it
back to me.
"That might indicate you have a slight touch of the talent, Joey. Timothy, I'm
very curious to know how it makes you feel. Could you describe it to me?"
"Uhm, okay. I guess it feels like.. like.. I don't know.. sorta like I'm not
alone or something. Or like... Yeah.. Like its rubbing my chest like my mom
does when I'm sick or something. And there's.. there's something else.." I said
concentrating on it.
He waited patiently as I reached out with my mind to touch it. There was
something being emitted from the strange red coin. Something which had a
physical shape to it. Then I realized there was not one, but many different
feeling shapes, almost like...
"Symbols! It's shouting symbols at me!" I exclaimed excitedly."
"Incredible! I spent years of probing it before I understood that. And I never
learned anything else about them. Perhaps you will find some meaning to them.."
"Wow. Thanks, Mister, er.. How do you know I'm your son and not from one of my
mother's other lovers?"
"Very simple. Most people with the talent learn early on how to control the
woman's menstruation cycle. Your mother could have never gotten pregnant while
she was in control without deliberately allowing it, which she hadn't. It could
have only happened while I was taking out my revenge on her. I simply had
overlooked that possibility, probably because she had always taken care of it
herself. I suppose it was sheer carelessness on my part since she didn't even
remember her name at the time, but then you wouldn't be here now with me if I
hadn't been so careless."
"Uhm, thanks, I think."
"You're welcome. Now, you have some other questions you need answered. But
before we start, would you care for some refreshments?"
The dark haired woman on his right side began to slide out from behind him, his
weight transferred effortlessly to the other woman. I suspected he usually only
had one of them supporting his back from the way he seemed to have shifted his
body to a more natural position. The other probably normally performed other...
functions.
Joey was becoming increasingly aroused by these two sex goddesses before us, and
so was I. When the dark haired woman took out an orange bottle from a
refrigerator, her body movements captured our eyes, and even Suzi was starting
to breathe a little harder. We were handed a glass each containing a faintly
purplish liquid.
"This is my favorite drink. I call it 'Life's Essence'."
The dark haired woman held his drink for him as he drank. It had a pleasant,
almost bubblegum odor to it, and as we tasted it, I knew it was the greatest
drink I had ever had.
"It always makes me horny as hell," he said as the dark haired girl handed the
glass to the other and began working her way down his body. "I hope you don't
mind," he said as the woman uncovered his rising member. "It's time for my 3:00
blow."
We didn't say anything as the woman slipped the large organ into her mouth.
Joey gasped as we all realized she had effortlessly taken it down into her
throat. The woman began to slowly work it in and out of her mouth, using her
tongue to stimulate him as much as possible.
"Carol, why don't you help the poor boy relieve himself," my father said,
indicating Joey. "I can lay against the back seat for once," he added when the
blonde beauty looked concerned about leaving him.
"Huh? I... I.... Uhm. That's okay.. I'll uhhh... I wouldn't want you to go to
any trouble...." Joey stammered out.
"No trouble at all, my dear boy. Tim, if you like, I can program Suzi here with
Vicki's technique. And I suppose her gag reflexes would have to be inhibited..
Perhaps I could.."
"No thanks," Suzi said huskily. "I can manage without your help."
"Huh?" I echoed Joey. "You're gonna do it to me in front of my daa... daaa..."
I finished gasping. Suzi already pulled down my fly, and since I hadn't
bothered putting on my underwear earlier, Suzi had already worked my hardon into
her mouth. "ghewdo?" I squeaked to Joey.
"Umm, I guess," Joey said back, pulling his own pud while Suzi began making me
wiggle.
Carol, gently eased her master off her. His face showed a moment's discomfort
when his skin made contact with the soft leather. "Carol, remind me to have
Janice and Tanya do an extra good job on my back when we get home."
"Yes, master," she replied as she got down on her knees and peered up to Joey
with a longing puppy dog look.
"Should I?" Joey whispered nervously to Suzi and I.
"Don't think they hear you Joey," my father replied. "Doesn't look like they
will mind either."
"Okay, I guess. But you don't have to, if you don't want to," Joey said to
Carol.
"My master wishes me to, and I only live to do as my master wishes," she said
before sucking Joey's head into her mouth like a spaghetti noodle.
"Gaaaaaaaa!" was all Joey could say.
"MMMMnnnnnnnnn," I agreed, struggling.
"Ah, to be young again," my father said to no one in particular.
For a minute, the only sounds in the cab were sucking and slurping noises, mixed
with a few gasps and moans from Joey and I. Then a buzz came from somewhere on
my father's side of the cabin.
"That will be for you, Timothy," my father announced. "I suppose I'll have to
answer it."
"Hello Samantha," he said immediately into the mouth piece before anyone had
spoke on the other end. "I must congratulate you for tracking down my unlisted
car phone so quickly. I wasn't expecting your call for another five minutes."
I opened my eyes in shock, realizing he was speaking to my mother.
"Yes, he's fine. As a matter of fact, he's better than fine. He was just
getting his boyhood serviced by his lovely girlfriend here. Just a moment,
Samantha dear, I believe he wishes to talk to you."
He passed held the receiver out for me, smiling at my red face.
"Uhm, hello?" I said once I had it to my ear. Suzi had stopped, and now was
looking a bit red in the face herself. I momentarily wondered whether it had
been from my father's embarrassing words, or from her energetic efforts.
"Are you all right?" my mother's voice said anxiously. I could feel her mind
trying to touch mine. I permitted her to access my mind, and felt her search
for any meddling.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I said to confirm her own conclusions.
"Is Suzi okay?" my mother said, implying the worse.
"She and Joey are fine," I said, a little hurt.
"I'm sorry dear. I feared Charles had somehow made you do something when he
said.. you know."
"Sorry mom," was all I could say.
"Where is he taking you? Has he tried to hurt you?"
"I don't know where we are going," I said looking at my father's relaxed face.
"and no, he hasn't."
"Let me speak to her, Timothy," he said.
Carol had been disappointed when Joey had stopped her, but now she happily took
the receiver back to her master, knowing how much he needed her chest to be
truly comfortable.
"We are on our way to my south mansion. Yes, that's the one. Efficient as
usual, my dear Samantha. I only wish to spend some time with Timothy and his
two friends before I leave for Europe for a few weeks. I promise I won't change
a single thought in their heads. Not that I could anyway. Would you believe he
is actually shielding their minds as well as his?
"Yes, I remember.... I think so too.... No, they stopped...... Yes.... I'm
not sure either, but let me ask him." He lowered the mouth piece slightly and
bluntly said to me, "We were wondering if you had fucked Suzi in the ass yet."
He had to hold the ear piece away from his ear due to my mother's loud protests.
All three of us started turning red. I looked down at the floor and said, "I
haven't... er, that is, I'm still a..."
"He's still a VIRGIN, Sam! Imagine that! I never bothered checking that. I
just assumed... Yes, he certainly is stronger than either one of us there.."
"We were going too.." I weakly added. "We just got... distracted from it
today."
"Did you hear? He said they were going to fuck their brains out today if I
hadn't come along. Sorry Samantha, of course he didn't say it like that... Do
you remember when you first had me do you up the butt? Yes, I did too. I have
a confession to make, Sam. I missed your ass after they made me release you.
You know how I had never done it that way before you? Well, it's been my
favorite kind of sex ever since. And you have to admit, we must have liked
doing it because we did it a lot."
My mouth was hanging open, listening to my father talking to my mother about old
times. The conversation was warm and friendly, as if they had been close
friends for years. Joey was shaking his head in disbelief, and Suzi was smiling
like a cat.
"Sam, I believe we may want to reminisce about the good old days another time.
Apparently these are more innocent ears that I had assumed. How about we get
together sometime after my trip and get to know each other again, but on more
equal terms this time. Well of course I want to fuck your ass again. So would
a month from Thursday be okay? I'm sorry, I forgot you worked for a living.
Well, I suppose I can manage the anticipation until that weekend..."
He looked up at me with a sudden thought and said, "Unless you have a problem
with your mom and pop getting it on for old times sake? Maybe you could spend
the weekend at your friend's house?" He looked hopefully.
"Uhm, let me talk to her a sec," I said, not believing my ears.
Vicki was still slowly sucking at his cock, having a little more bulk to deal
with due to the effects of the conversation. But she passed the phone over to
me without disrupting her concentration. I stared at her ass while I spoke into
the mouth piece.
"Uhm, mom? Are YOU all right?" I asked attempting to connect to her mind like
she had mine earlier.
"I'm fine, Timmy. I'm sorry you heard all that. But if it makes any
difference, your father and I really did have some great... times together.
Okay, I'm not going to lie to you. I miss having sex with him. He was my
favorite, and I was almost upset when they set me free."
"I'm a big girl, you know," she said a moment later when I didn't reply. "I can
take care of myself. If he tries to pull something, I'm stronger than he is,
but I know he is sincere about this anyway. He let me scan his mind when you
got off the phone last time, and I don't think he will hurt you either. Watch
out for Suzi, though. He finds her extremely, shall I say, tempting?"
"Okay mom. Uhm, he wants to talk to you again, so here he is."
"Sam? We are pulling into my drive now. I promise to behave. If they wish to,
would you agree to letting them spend the night? I believe they have some
unfinished business to attend to, and I wouldn't dream of my only son not having
the best on such an important day of his life."
The three of us exchanged looks. None of us were all that sure about whether we
wanted to do it like this. I also wondered if they still wanted to include me.
"So, you'll contact their parents? All right. I'll call you later when they
know what they're doing tonight. I'll look forward to it. Goodbye, Mistress,"
he said smiling at his own joke as he hung up the phone.
The car came to a halt, and Vicki gently disengaged from her master's softening
appendage.
"Vicki, you did an excellent job," he purred. "Why don't you put yourself down
for an extra butt fuck this week. I may even do you myself."
"Oh thank you master!" Vicki shouted with glee. "Just thinking of your big hard
prick up my tight ass makes me all hot and wet! May I go and play with myself
while I fantasize about it?"
"Please perform your other duties before taking any personal time out such as
that."
"Oh, I will master! Thank you master!" Vicki said voice filled with joy. She
closed her master's robe as carefully as she could using her lips, then waited
for everyone to get out of the car before getting out herself and quickly going
up the steps and into the enormous house.
We climbed the same marble steps up to the main entrance, finding a line of
partially nude mostly women servants waiting for their master's orders. They
all wore the same collar around their neck, and two twin completely nude women
had a leash attached to them just like Katie had in her memory.
"Sherman," he addressed one of the men kneeling before him. "Timothy and I will
be having a private talk in the North study. Please see that Suzi and Joey are
given anything they desire. And prepare three of the inter-connected guest
rooms for them."
"Which wing, Lord? The South wing? Or the North?"
"The North, of course. They won't need the, er, toys, so have them removed,
won't you?"
"Yes, my Lord."
"What are we going to talk about that Suzi and Joey can't hear?" I asked.
"I know all about your dream, and how it's still bothering you. Joey and Suzi
are very much involved with your problems. It is best they go and enjoy
themselves instead of being dragged through your emotional chaos."
"Tim?"
"I'm okay, Joey. I guess he's right. Go ahead, and I'll join up with you two
later. Then I can tell you all about it if you want."
"Timmy?" Suzi said putting her arms around me. Then in a whisper only I could
hear, she said, "Be careful. I don't trust him."
"I don't think I'm in any danger, but watch yourself," I thought to her. "My
mom said he has the hots for you, not that I can blame him. Just stick with
Joey, and don't let your guard down for a moment."
"Joey can call me if something happens, so don't let each other out of your
sight," I thought to both of them.
Then just to Joey, I thought, "Keep her safe, buddy. She's the only one who
can't defend her mind on her own."
The man holding the ends of the twins' leashes handed them over to my father,
and he led them and myself down a long hall. We took an elevator attended by a
woman who obviously was past her sexual peak. She must have been nearly 50
years old. The surprise must have showed on my face because he smiled and said,
"Tim, here is someone I would like you to meet. Mother, say hello to your
grandson."
"Hellooo," she said in a deep sexy voice. I began feeling sick in my stomach
when I stupidly peeked into her head. I found nothing grandmotherly in her
mind. She was just another mindless sex toy. Her hand reached out to my
crotch, making me jump back away from her. It wasn't until the elevator doors
opened that I realized I had backed up against one of the twins chests. If she
hadn't started breathing so hard because her master's son was touching her, I
probably would have never known.
"Sorry, Tim. I shouldn't have done that yet. You see, my father had the talent
also. My mother here was just another one of his slave girls. I never really
had a mother like yours. She gave me my first blow job when I was only a day
old. The first cum I shot was in her mouth, and when I was three, she was the
first woman I fucked."
"That is... sick," was all I could say.
"Perhaps, but try and look at it from my point of view. You see, you never
forget the first woman you kiss, the first woman you fuck, or the first mind you
enslave. That woman has always been my mother. It is a special kind of bond
between us. In fact, the only thing I didn't do with my mother first was fuck a
woman in the ass. That was your mother. She really is a good fuck, Tim.
Maybe you will try it someday. To me, fucking mom is the most natural thing a
son could do."
After my bile settled down in my throat, I asked him, "Did she rub your chest
when you were little? Like when you were sick or sad?"
"No. When I was sick, she would suck on my dick all night long. And whenever I
got depressed, all I had to do was go fuck mom, and I would feel all better.
It's not all that different."
We arrived at the door to his study. Study would have been the last thing I
would have called it. It was more like a miniature arena, like the Roman
Coliseum.
The circular room had a C-shaped raised platform which began at the entrance we
were standing in, and ended on the opposite side with another entrance. The
platform was actually a continuous mattress with silk sheets, hundreds of
pillows, with a narrow carpeted pathway along the wall for walking. The platform
was only four feet higher than the main floor, which had two more entrances,
equally spaced apart. I was mystified about what went on in this room, not that
I didn't have a few ideas. The platform could have easily held a hundred
people.
(I still do not understand why he called it his study. I theorized he must have
had a room which resembled a traditional study at one time, but it had slowly
taken on a different function over a long period of time.)
(Of the three mansions I have visited over the course of my life, each had two -
a North study, and a South. I sneaked into a South study once a few years ago,
and I never will do so again. There was only a mattress large enough for
perhaps five people to share. The rest of the platform was a contiguous array
of restraints, littered with objects and devices, their functions mostly
obvious, but some not so obvious. Like the thing you use to peel potatoes and
carrots with. I still shudder wondering what he used all those for.)
He handed me one of the twins' leashes, which I immediately rejected. He
explained that the carpeted path was too narrow for the two girls to walk side
by side, and he always has trouble keeping one of them behind the other.
For a moment I forgot we were talking about two human beings instead of a couple
of dogs, so I agreed. I kicked myself for doing it, but I got kind of a kick
watching her ass sway back and forth in front of me.
As we approached the mid way point, three more nude women appeared at the
opposite entrance and quickly made their way towards us. He indicated to me to
crawl onto silken sheets at a parting of the vast number of pillows which where
piled almost to my head. By the time I had managed to get myself situated on
the most plush and comfortable bleachers ever imagined, the three women had
joined us.
"Now Tim, before I start, you need to relax. Even though you are shielding
everything from me, I can see you are still very tense and disturbed."
"You're not going to try and hypnotize me, are you?"
"Hypnotize? Now that is an amusing idea. No. I just want you to allow me and
my staff to make you as comfortable as we can."
"Well, I can't promise anything, but, okay, I can try."
"Good. Then just sit up a moment and let Sandra here scoot in behind you. I
promise you will enjoy it, and she really does want to, don't you Sandra."
"Yes, please? I've never felt the heartbeat through my chest of someone so
young before. Please?"
"I don't know.."
"Well, just try it, and if you feel uncomfortable, you can just lay against the
pillows. The point here is to make you feel as comfortable as possible."
"Okay, I guess," I said, leaning forward. I naturally was curious about it, but
I wasn't sure about how proper it was. And what if I liked it too much?
As I laid back again, her soft breasts seemed to flatten out more than they
should. She was just like warm pillow. But after I got comfortable, she let
out a dissatisfied sigh.
"What's the matter?" I said sitting up gain. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Oh, no!" she cooed, "Its just that... I couldn't feel your heartbeat. Your
shirt blocks it."
I found that hard to believe since my heart had been doing double time from the
erotic nature of it all. But I did see she truly enjoyed feeling the heartbeat
of another person resting up against her chest. It was one of the things that
gave her joy in her life that my father hadn't needed to program her for. I
knew that was why he had picked her for me. I didn't mind allowing him to
succeed since it did make the true Sandra happy. I doubt I would have done it
if she hadn't naturally been that way.
"Okay," I sighed, taking off my shirt. As I laid my bare back against her naked
chest, she whispered, "Thank you."
After I had settled down, she gave me a quick hug, indicating she felt my
heartbeat. Her skin touching mine was quickly becoming less of a focus, and in
a few minutes, her warmth became more of a comforting feeling, instead of a
erotic one. My dick still wasn't giving up, though.
I wondered about whether Joey had blue balls just as I did from all of the
teasing and no release. To make matters worse, the twins started to nurse from
their master's dick, competing for the head.
"Ack!" my father said as one of them accidentally scraped some teeth across the
sensitive edge of the crown. Both of the girls looked up as if they had pottied
on the carpet and knew they had done something bad. It was very easy to think
of them as some kind of canine. Not that they looked like one, but all of their
mannerisms were of a well trained dog, faithful and completely dependent on
their master. For all the years I've known them, they have never spoken a word
to anyone.
"That's it!" he said in an annoyed tone. "If you two bitches can't share
without fighting, Nina here will do that, and you two can go back to the
kennel."
They both got upset about that, and crawled up his derobed body. I wasn't sure
when it had been removed, but I saw no sign of the robe. I knew what was
coming next, for I was sure this was all for my benefit.
"Okay, down girls, down. Maybe if Timothy would let one of you nurse off of him
you both can stay."
The three of them looked over to me expectantly. The tent in my jeans gave an
obvious lurch from the suggestion, despite the fact I was expecting it. They
probably could even see the slight bouncing motion from my pulse through my
pants, which wasn't a hard thing to do considering I didn't have any underwear
on.
"Yeah, I guess," I said. "I just want to make it clear that I draw the line
here. I know you set both of these things up. I wouldn't be doing this if my
balls didn't hurt so much. And you didn't set that up."
"Tim, I'm hurt," my father said with a grin. When I started to pull my dick
out, he got serious and said, "Tim in this household, it is a insult to the
others around you to attempt uncovering or undressing yourself. Even I have
attended to undressing, and redressing some of my slaves. Let her do that, and
don't resist. You would only be hurting her feelings."
One of the twins came over to me obediently and happily began to remove my
shoes. I was having trouble keeping my hands off my painfully hard dick. Every
movement she made was an incredible feat of sexual torture. I never knew how
sexy it could be watching someone take my shoe off. Of course, I never imagined
anyone using their tongue like that.
When she got my socks off, she started to sensually lick my toes. The
conception of her cleaning every toe like she had began to do my right little
one was more than I could withstand, so I said huskily, "If you don't start
soon, I'm gonna have do it without you."
She nodded her head, but finished the toe before she gracefully and unhurriedly
removed my jeans. She did not rush anything. Even when I couldn't help jerk
off a few strokes while watching her carefully place my clothing off to the
side. Her hand seemed to move in slow motion as it firmly removed my own hand
and laid it off to the side. I let out a breath of frustration from the agony
of waiting.
When her hands touched the my legs to pull them a part, I couldn't help but
groan. I looked up at Sandra's face above a slightly of to one side and said,
"Could you hold me a few minutes? I think I'm about ready to go nuts."
She just smiled and said, "I would love to, young master."
Her words sent a chill down my spine, and I was about to tell her never to call
me that again when she wrapped her arms around me, giving me goosebumps. That
was nothing compared to the wet warmth which began slowly working its way up my
throbbing penis.
If she hadn't been holding me, I probably would have grabbed the head devouring
my meat and made short work of it. But my arms were trapped. My body went
through several shudders of sexual pleasure and frustration. My balls literally
burned with the need for release. The agonizingly stimulating mouth probably
made a complete pump in two minutes, compared to the 20 pumps a second which I
desired at the time.
I was wiggling so much, that I finally got a hand free. But instead of using
it, I gasped out, "I need to cum! NOW! PLEASE!!" Then I started to struggle
against Sandra's hold, which she finally released.
I sent the twin at my dick a private message, "Please, go faster? I can't stand
it anymore." Then for the first time in my life, I got that familiar feeling
without ever making eye contact. My frustration and need flooded into her. She
immediately increase the tempo to three pumps per minute.
"HHHHUUUUghh," I moaned. It was getting there, but she still was going
pitifully slow. She literally was incapable of doing it quickly. But just as I
was about to force her to, I saw that my father wanted me to take her like that,
and more. I wasn't about to fall for that. So I cheated.
"GRRAAAAAAAAAA!" I said as I forced my orgasm. I didn't even have to use my
powers. I just imagined that it was Joey's hole slowly pumping me, and that
sent me over the edge real fast.
I pumped it out so fast that even her experienced mouth couldn't hold it all.
It began flowing down her chin, and I felt her suddenly jump as she had an
orgasm herself. She appeared surprised, but I wasn't entirely sure what about.
I finally whimpered to a stop. The world faded for a few minutes as I bathed in
the post orgasm bliss. I was brought back out of the clouds by a second pair of
lips working on my balls. The first was still nursing at my softening dick.
Both twins were now working on my genitals, and my dick was starting to respond
again. It went to full size when the second twin cleaned up the remains on her
sister's chin and neck.
Having restored my hardon, the twin who had blown me allowed her sister to take
her place. She gave me the first human expression I had seen either one of them
show. She smiled her thanks before taking her place at her master's dick.
"Congratulations, Tim. I didn't think anyone could have withstood not using the
talent like that. These two can make oral sex an all day affair if anyone could
stand it that long. They have been specially conditioned to keep their subjects
on the verge of orgasm, without ever reaching it. It helps that they are
empathic."
"Empathic?" I said, staring at the loving lips suckling my penis. "What does
that mean?"
"An empath is somewhat like a telepath. These two can share their emotions
with others, and feel other people's emotions as well. It seems to be
completely different than our own powers. They can't read thoughts or control
them like we can. But at the same time, we can't detect their probing our
emotions unless we are monitoring their thoughts or they share their emotions
with us."
"Oh, so that's what it's called. Wait. What is it called? Empathicy? Like
telepathy?"
"Empathy, I believe would be the term, but I'm not certain. Tim, have you
experienced an empathic contact?"
"Huh? I don't think so," I lied. "Well, I did feel some kind of connection
with that one for a moment right before I came. It was... very different than
what we can do."
"Hmm. They have never slipped like that before," he said frowning at his
nursing twin.
The twin between my legs was keeping me from going soft, yet she wasn't making
me any more aroused than that. I was staring at her incredible body, finding
myself getting turned on by her perfect skin, her perfect ass. I studied her
breasts hanging straight down from her chest. They were pleasant to look at,
but they were on the petite size, especially compared to the other women in my
father's household. But this made them that much more... sensual. I fell in
love with the two girls at that moment. They were simply... precious.
I felt that familiar feeling form, and felt her sharing with me a warm fuzzy
cuddly feeling. She was letting me know she had felt my affections toward her,
and felt how it had melted her heart a bit. She gave no outward appearance
anything was going on, and I wondered if my father would ever know. Their
thoughts were not like other people's. The twins thought in terms of feelings,
senses, and other nonverbal forms. They clearly could understand every word
said to them or around them, but they could not read, nor could they talk. They
had absolutely no verbal skills at all.
(Most people's primary mode of thinking uses the same thought structures they
use in speaking. I had often wondered whether I would be able to read a
person's thoughts if they had never spoken a word of English. As my
understanding of the symbols grew, it rapidly became apparent that there were
two categories of the symbols for the human species. There was the language
dependent kind, and then there was a more fundamental type that all humans
shared.)
(The thought patterns created in your mind as you read this would be
incomprehensible to a mind reader of a another dialect. However, the image of
the green and red polka-dotted penis currently in your mind would easily be
understood by any mind reader native to our species.)
(In fact, there are several other fundamental categories all creatures with a
centralized nervous system share. However, some of my research for the past few
years has concentrated on finding something like the symbols which a few of us
are able to use in empathic connections. So far all we have are several
theories on why there are no such symbols for empathy.)
(One such theory even suggests that even the telepathic symbols do not exist.
Instead, some people's minds (like mine) begin to conceptualize the thoughts of
others in the form of symbols. This theory is the popular theory held by the
physicists on my team. Personally, I think they just don't like the idea that
these symbols are floating around without their knowledge or understanding. Or
maybe they just don't have much imagination.)
I could see the twins were truly loyal to my father, and they were happy to be
his. I found their minds clean of any mental commands. Their entire life had
been structured in a way so that they had never needed to be enslaved. In fact,
they were probably the only two people my father trusted enough not to bother
monitoring their thoughts.
"Oh, and in case you haven't discovered for yourself yet," my father said,
noticing my attention was centered on the woman in between my legs. "They are
completely immune to our mental control."
"Huh? How?"
"No idea. You will probably find one, maybe two people in your life who are
immune. Besides these two, that is. They are my two most treasured
possessions."
"Possessions," I echoed staring in her eyes. The word seemed so heartless. But
I suppose that was the closest he could get to feeling love for someone. Even
the woman that raised him had been his possession. He didn't know what love
was. The nearest thing he had was control.
"Tim, I believe this would be a good time to talk about what is troubling you."
"I don't see how you could possibly know anything about what troubles me," I
said darkly. "How could you? You are everything I am afraid of growing up to
be like."
"I'm sorry you feel that way. But the truth is, you probably will grow up to be
just like me. But is that so bad? Look around you. No one is unhappy."
"No. But they don't have any choice, do they. If you felt like it, everyone
would be unhappy all the time. And what good is being happy when there isn't
any love?"
"What do you mean there is no love? Sandra, do you love me?"
"Oh yes master. I love you. I love your nice big hard dick too. Especially
when you fuck me in the ass. I love it when you fuck my ass."
"Sandra?" I said looking up at her. "Do you love me too?" "Oh yes my young
master. I love you. Do you want to fuck me in my ass too?"
"I'm sorry Sandra, but I don't know you. I mean, I don't want to hurt you, but
I also don't want to fuck you. And I don't love you. I don't know you."
"That's okay, young master. I still love you. I'll love you even if you never
fuck my ass."
I looked at my father and said, "That's love? Why should she love me when she
doesn't know me, or if I don't love her?"
"But don't you see? It is so much simpler this way. Sandra is happy just by
you using her. As long as you are happy, she is happy. All my slaves would do
anything to please me, make me happy. It makes their life complete."
"But do you love them?"
"I love all my possessions."
"Possessions," I echoed again. Then I remembered his gift.
"Uhm...." I said realizing I didn't even know the girl's name who was just
starting to move her mouth off my prick to begin working on my happy sack.
"What are their names?" I asked my father.
"They don't have any. They've never needed any, and they've never wanted one."
Made sense considering they didn't speak, I supposed. But, still. Even pet
dogs had names.
"Can I call them something? I mean, can I give them like a nickname or
something? Just so I'm not calling them hey you, or lady number one, lady
number two."
"I don't know. They've never have had a name in their fifteen years of life.
I'm not sure..."
"FIFTEEN!?! Holy Shit! They're just a little older than I am!"
Both of them had stopped their caresses and looked at me from my use of such
language. Or probably more like my own shock. I could feel that even though
only one of the girls was pleasuring me, they both were keeping their empathic
connections on me at all times.
As they went back to their work lovingly, I said, "Well, I can't just call them
twin A and twin B. I mean, I haven't known them more than maybe an hour at
most. But I can already tell them apart. I have to give them nicknames or
something."
"How could you tell them apart? They are identical twins. Every inch of their
body is the same. _I_ can't even tell them apart."
"Hmm. Have they ever been apart from each other? Even for a short while?"
"They don't even like being in a different room from each other."
"Well, I just meant that Honey over there is the one who gave me the sweet blow
job, and Joy here is keeping me very happy."
Both the girls looked back up at me, each giving me another human smile.
Suddenly they both looked at my master with startled, apologetic expressions.
Then Joy joined her sister in kissing their master all over his body. He
finally held up his hands with a laugh and said, "All right! All right! Honey
and Joy it is. If you two wanted names so bad, why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Uhm, how?" I asked.
"Oh, they may not be able to speak, but they can communicate. Sometimes better
than I do," he said lovingly as he stroked their cheeks with his hands.
"They're still only possessions, though, right?"
"Right," he said misinterpreting my meaning. "Incredibly priceless
possessions."
"Joy, could you hand me my jeans?" I said as she returned to her previous
position between my legs. "I just want to get something out of them," I added
when she looked at me with a hurt expression. I realized they didn't use their
empathic powers for everything.
As Joy handed me my pants gracefully, I asked my father, "Do they get tired if
they use their empathic powers a lot?"
"I suppose. They used to, but now that they have gotten older, they don't seem
to."
"Oh," I said. Then I said to Joy, "Do you feel anything special when you hold
this coin?" I gave it to her, and she stared at the coin for several moments,
then looked at me in my eyes while handing the coin back. It had been a
definite no.
"I already tried that."
"Why did you give me this? You don't have another, do you."
"No I don't. I gave it to you because.... well my father gave it to me. When I
found out I had a son, I knew I wanted you to have it. I wanted to pass on the
tradition, I suppose. I was hoping we could form a more trusting relationship.
That coin is my most valued..."
"Possession?"
"Exactly."
"So, this coin is like Joy and Honey here?"
"Precisely. I think you're getting the idea."
"Do you know if there are any more coins like this?"
"I would think so, but I have never come across one."
"So if I lost it, you would be upset?"
"Of course I would."
"What if I traded the coin for something else of yours?"
"Oh? Like what?"
"Like one of your servants."
"What? Why would you want one of them? You're quite capable of getting your
own servants."
"Yes, but would you trade?"
"I suppose. But the coin is so much more than any of them."
"What about Joy or Honey?"
"I knew you were going to say that. No. I would not trade them."
"They are special to you. More special than anything else?"
"Yes. I don't see what this has to do with your problem. My girls are my.."
"Most valuable possessions, I know. Why?"
"What do you mean, why? You know very damn well why."
"Yes, but I don't think you do."
"Ah... HA Ha Ha ha... You're trying to.... Hahahahahaaaa"
"You think it's funny? You see? You can't understand my problem."
"I'm sorry. Truly. It was just you remind me of, well, me."
"I am nothing like you."
My father sighed. "We are getting nowhere. I see I need to.."
"Uhm, no. If you really want to help me, just hear me out. You haven't been
really listening to what I've been saying. Just humor me for five minutes,
Okay?"
"Fine."
"Sandra loves you. Do you love her?"
"I love all of my possession."
"So you love this coin."
"Yes, yes I suppose I do. But you know that's different. The coin doesn't love
me back."
"Do you love me?"
"I would like to."
"So you want to own me."
"Ah. I see. Well, no. I don't wish to possess you. You're my son. In a way I
already do own you. But it is more than that. You will be the legacy I leave
behind. I cannot live forever. That is why we have children."
"Hmmm. Okay, I guess I can accept that. So, let me see if I got this straight.
You give something you love to me in hopes of receiving my love in exchange.
You gave me the coin because you only have one of them, which makes it priceless
to you. The rest of your possessions just don't take that kind of value, except
Joy and Honey, which are more. Right?"
"Yes.." he said, wary I was leading somewhere that he wouldn't like.
"You have two of them, but only one coin. All of your servants love you as much
as the twins do, and can suck your dick all day just as well as these two do.
So why are they so much more important to you?"
"Apparently you know why, so why don't you just tell me instead of playing this
guessing game."
"Okay, I will. You can get as many servants as you want. Therefore they're
really cheap to get, not worthy as a gift. The coin is very valuable to you
basically because it was your father's, and you only have one of them. And it
_is_ neat too. But it doesn't love you because it's a coin, not a person. Your
servants love you, but they have no choice."
I turned to Joy, took her face in my hand, then indicated to her to sit down
beside me. She complied, not understanding why, but trusting me to have a good
reason.
I had her lay down beside me. My dick started get wet with precum as I moved
half my body on top of hers. I looked deeply in her eyes, formed an empathic
connection, then said gently, "Joy? Do you love my father?"
She smiled brightly and I felt the answer was an absolute yes.
"Why?" I asked as I let our mutual attraction bring my lips closer to hers.
She frowned, then started broadcasting feelings of protection, warmth, fun,
pleasure, tenderness, excitement, and... well, love.
"Why does Sandra... love... him?" I asked, faltering when the distance between
our lips reached less than a half an inch.
All I felt in response to my question was a sort of emptiness.
"Do I love you?" I whispered. Another definite yes.
"Do you love me?" I mouthed the words without making any sound. When the answer
came back the same as the last, our lips touched, sending the two of us into a
separate world filled with bliss. I felt my lust build, and I wanted to crawl
on top of her the rest of the way and lose my virginity on her right there and
then.
I broke the kiss, then slowly slid off. Joy just laid there with her eyes
closed while her breathing returned to normal.
"You can't make them love you. They choose to love you. That's what love is.
As soon as you used your powers on these other people, you took their love away
and replaced it with lust. Oh I know they 'love' you, but you don't feel the
same 'love' for them because you forced it on them."
"Bull Shit."
"Okay, fine. If I stole one of your servants, what would you do?"
"I'd probably just get another one."
"If you hadn't given me the coin, and I stole it, what then?"
"I'd get it back from you one way or another."
"What if I took Joy away from you?"
"You couldn't. She wouldn't go."
"Because she loves you?"
"Yes."
"What if Joy loved me more than she loved you? What if she went with me
willingly?"
"She wouldn't and you know that."
"Why?"
"Because you couldn't make her love you more than me."
"But you can't make her love you. Why couldn't she love me more than you?"
"Okay, I suppose she could. But she doesn't."
"I know. But what would you do if she did and wanted to leave with me? Would
you let her?"
"I... I don't know."
"What if I told you that right now Joy loved me more than she loved you, and she
wants to be with me? Would you let her go?"
"This is ridiculous! She doesn't and you know that. Are you trying to make me
angry? Because you are succeeding."
"No! I am trying to make you understand my point of view. I understand yours.
And that is why I have the shit scared out of me every morning! I understand
your way of thinking too well!"
I suddenly was shaking with emotion. The twins had taken cover behind their
master, feeling my anger and frustration. I was trying to shield them as much
as possible, but so far I had only managed to contain my fear.
"Then say what you have to say and stop playing games. I am not a fool you
know!" he said in a raised voice.
"Fine! I hate everything you are. People are just toys to you. They don't
matter to you. You use them and then discard them. You don't care who they
were, or what they wanted to be. You just take them, make them your happy fuck
machine, and pretend their fake love is enough. You don't know what love is!
You love a coin more than a woman who you forced to love you!
"You deserve what I am going to do right now. I am going to take away the two
things only thing you truly love. Possessions you call them. Your just a...."
"THAT IS ENOUGH!" he said getting very angry. The twins started to whimper and
cry. We both immediately turned to them, trying to comfort them.
Once they settled down a bit, I turned to my father and said, "I meant what I
said. I can take your girls away from you like that," I said snapping my
fingers.
"Tim, if you don't stop saying that, I'll, I'll..."
"What. Make me your possession? Or my friends? Or maybe even my mother?"
"Perhaps.."
"Father, you said you wanted to help me. Look. I will tell it to you once,
straight out, without any tricks. If you don't understand then, well, I either
be taking the twins with me as I leave, or you will have had to break down my
shield and make me your 'possession'."
"Don't threaten me." His eyes were ready to kill.
"The only true love you have is for the twins because you gave them your love
first before they gave them theirs. You value their love because you can't
control it. If they loved you no matter how you treated them, you wouldn't be
satisfied with their love any more. I don't want to find myself searching for
those one or two people in my life whom I can't control just so I can have true
love. If I become like you, that would mean I had destroyed all the people I
love now just for a few hours of pleasure."
"That is the biggest crock of shit I have ever heard," he said.
"Fine..."
"What are you doing?"
"I lied to you earlier. You see, I'm not only a telepath like you. I'm also an
empath. Right now I am sharing with the twins everything I have been feeling.
Things like how I love my mom, Suzi, and Joey. How I fear becoming like you.."
The girls started to shudder and whimper.
"STOP THIS!" he said as he lashed out with commands for me to stop. My mother's
shields were stronger than anything he could throw at me.
"You can't stop me. You brought this on yourself. You should have never
planted that dream in my head."
"YOU STUPID CHILD! I NEVER PLANTED ANYTHING IN YOUR HEAD! YOU DID! YOU DID IT
YOURSELF! NOW STOP MAKING MY CHILDREN CRY LIKE THAT!"
I took that in a moment, then closed my empathic connection to the girls, and
opened one to my father. He was telling the truth.
"I'm sorry," was all I could say. He was then holding both of the crying twins,
one over each of his shoulders. He began to cry with them as he found that he
could not comfort them any longer.
I went up to the three, laid my hand on my father's back and said, "Do you
understand now?"
"NO! What does this prove? Why did you hurt them? WHY?"
"I only shared the truth with them. They will be going home with me to stay
with my mom and I."
The two girls raised their heads, sniffing and wiping the tears. The both
looked at me, and I realized that I had missed a possibility.
"They're not going with you!" he said gleefully as he understood what the twins
were sharing with him.
"Yeah, I know," I said relieved and disappointed at the same time. "I didn't
think about them seeing you as their dad. I guess they found my feelings for my
mom and theirs for you the same, more or less."
"I don't believe it. Tim, I think I understand. At least partially. What you
have been calling true love is just love that you can lose. If you can't lose
it, it isn't true love."
"Yeah. I wish I could have said that in the beginning. It sure would have taken
less time."
"I doubt I would have understood." We had all laid back down, and now I was
giving Honey little teasing pecks on the cheek. They both were the sweetest sex
pots I ever knew.
"Yeah. So, back to my problem... What did you mean I did it to myself?"
"Well, in light of my new discovery, I think I can see what I didn't before.
You are afraid that you will turn your friends into 'possessions' and lose their
true love forever. That is what you were trying to tell me. Well, it seems
your dream and everything else you thought I had done was actually your own
subconscious doing it. I suppose you wanted to get Joey and Suzi away from you
to protect them from yourself. Just like you tried to kill yourself to protect
everyone.
"I do see what you mean about love, but I still don't see what is so bad about
having all of this. Just don't use your powers on the people you love."
"But don't you see? Resisting that.. That's the real problem."
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