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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
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>This posting contains:
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986 (cont)
Part 4 - A Day With the Slaves (mc, mf)
Part 5 - The Drug Deal (mc, mf)
>The next posting contains:
Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986 (cont)
Part 6 - Dreams People Share (mc, mf, ff, fisting)
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky (mc, mf)
>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 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 girl's 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 heals 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 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 to. 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 spacy,
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 in 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."
"Your 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 Suez... The guy who is pointing at himself fucks sheep on his
uncles 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, "Suez, 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 Suez?"
"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 lets 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 girl's 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 loose 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 built tummy, 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, shows 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 try's 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 her 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 much 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. Lets 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 exboyfriend got him hooked up
in this. Okay, lets see. Your brother is... shit. He's in seventh
grade? How the hell did he get wound 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
hand 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 of his shoes.
We all stripped, then Joey and I got on the bed and sat up against 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 loven."
"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, shutters 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 soul 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, Suez. 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 do you 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.. Suez, you better cool it. He's almost
ready too.."
Kyle moaned.
"..cum," I finished. Then when Suzi's hands started to undo his pants,
I said, "Dang, Suez. 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 Suez? 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 Suez, 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 and 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 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 your 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 Suez. 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
parting..." 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 everyday.
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 everyday, 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, 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 dosed 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 too 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 peaking!" 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, "Lets 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 snuggle up to each other.
"Do you think?" Suzi started. "You know, would you two?"
"What, Suez," 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 explore
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 too. 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)
========================================================================
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 unshavened 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
tries something.
"Squeaky, put him down," Tracy said coming out of the bathroom rapped 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
hall way 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 out grow 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
everyday 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. "Pitty 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 lead 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 kneeled 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 too?" 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 aurora 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 twirp, 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 underclassmen 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 her
arousal she had earlier, mostly do 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 you 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 Playgirl.
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 any
more 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 everyday. It wasn't
actually painful or overly uncomfortable, just dull and lacking the
every day 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 wasn'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 mislead 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 it's 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 girl friend 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 to 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 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 some how, 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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