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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

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>This posting contains:

  Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
      Part 1 - Rings of the Masters		(mc, mf)
      Part 2 - Rings of the Slaves		(mc, oral mf)
      Part 3 - Rings of Love			(mc, mf)

>The next 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)

>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 1 - Rings of the Masters
(mc, mf)


I had made the arrangements with all our teachers so that Joey and I 
were only in class three days out of five.  On Joey's birthday, three 
weeks before Halloween, I had also arranged for Joey and I to take the 
entire day off, and Suzi would join us during the first class period, 
then stay with us after lunch for the rest of the day.  It was her idea 
to give us some time without her, to have what she called some boy fun.

We met in our private room, knowing I was ready to make things happen.

"I've put a lot of thinking into all this, and I'm ready to give it a 
try.  Joey, for your birthday, you and I are going slave hunting, and 
then the three of us will do some more.

"First though, I want to make it clear that even though we will be 
inspecting their goods without their permission, I'm not willing to make 
them do anything else unless they have already done it once willingly.  
If they have though, then I'll give them the push to want to do it with 
us when ever we ask.

"There are a bunch of other rules and stuff, but I'm not going to get 
into them right now.  You guy's ready to become Master Joey and Mistress 
Suzi?"

"Uhm, Yeah, Master Tim," Joey said.

"Tim?" Suzi said.  "They're not going to be calling us that all the time 
are they?  I mean, in the halls and stuff?"

"Na," I said.  "They won't....  Well, hang on a sec.  Let me give you my 
presents, then I'll tell you the rest."

I had them stand up and extend their right hand out.  Then I slipped 
both hands into my jeans pockets, then took them out clasped closed.

I turned around to get ready, then faced them again.

"Close your eyes," I said.   "With the power vested in me, I now 
pronounce you Master and Mistress," I announced as I slipped a gold ring 
with a smooth ruby stone on their ring fingers.

They opened their eyes and looked at the rings.

"Before you ask, I'll tell you.  Anyone who we find and use will go into 
a kinda trance and do what ever we say after one of us shows them our 
ring.  And when we are done with them, they go back to being their 
normal selves.  But while they are our, er, slave, they will do 
everything we ask happily.  We won't actually own them, but they will be 
happy to do what ever we say as long as it isn't against their beliefs 
or whatever.  Okay?"

I answered their questions and talked about some people who would be 
good to get.  We spent a long time talking, mostly about what we could 
and couldn't do, and what happens if and things like that.  We were 
still talking when the bell rang announcing the first period was over.

We walked Suzi to her second period class, then as we walked down the 
hall, I told Joey what I wanted to do first.

"What do you say we start with the girls locker room," I said.

"I was praying you would say something like that.  Come on.  Lets get 
there before the bell rings."

We hustled, but didn't make it before the bell.

Outside the door, I reached in with my mind and as quickly as possible 
one by one made everybody believe it was normal for Joey and I to be in 
the locker room, answer any question we have truthfully, and if we 
request, to show their body to us.

When I was done, we entered just in time for them to file out to go to 
gymnasium.

"Shit," we both said at the same time.  But then we saw the coach 
carrying the volleyball.

We looked at each other, then took off after them.

With only slight modifications to my previous commands, Joey and I 
simply walked into the girl's gym and asked for a line up.  The coach 
happily had the girls form a line, then she left for the locker room to 
masturbate in a stall.

I had snagged the coach's whistle, and now blew it before saying, "All 
right girls, my name is Coach Tim, and this is Coach Joey.  We're going 
to ask you a few questions before you start playing volleyball.  

"All right.  To start off, how many of you like to masturbate?  Hmmmm...  
Would the girls who don't please step forward.  Very good.  I want you 
seven to close your eyes and think about touching yourselves.  That's 
right.  You're thinking about your fingers touching your clit, yes, 
that's right.  Now think about a finger on your other hand wanting to 
slip inside...  yes... Now, I am going to reward you...."

The seven girls gasped, and their faces turned slight pink as their 
orgasm passed.

"Now please step back.  Now, one more time.  How many of you girls don't 
like to masturbate.   VERY GOOD!   They are all yours, coach Joey."

Joey gave me a look, then said, "Thank you coach Tim.  Okay girls.  All 
those who have lost their cherries, please step forward.  Shit, Tim.  
Looks like we have a lot to choose from.  Uhm, okay.  Those of the you 
that have given blow jobs, raise your hand.   Hmmm.  Okay.  Will the 
virgins with their hands up please form a group on the left.  Will the 
cherryless dick suckers please form another group on the right.  The 
remaining virgins please go sit down on the bleachers.  Those who are 
left, form a group in the center."

Joey came over to me and said, "What now?  I mean, we want to see them 
naked, don't we?  But we can't do that in here."

"Well, I want to watch them play volleyball for a little while.  I guess 
dividing them all up wasn't such a great idea after all.  I've been 
checking some of the girls on the right out.  Lets just let them play 
for twenty minutes to get them good and sweaty.  Then we can take them 
down to the locker room and have them all take showers.  I'm thinking I 
want to try a few of these blow jobbers out."

"Hey, what about the no touch stuff."

"Well, no blows unless they have done it before and liked it."

"Cool.  'Cause Lisa, one of the girls on the left group, I really want 
to try."

We had the girls play, while Joey and I walked around and got a good 
view of the nice ones in action. There were only nine girls who we were 
considering just out of looks.  The rest were a little or a lot too 
heavy, or too small, tall, or their tits just weren't developed enough.  
One girl was all zits, and two turned us off because of their body odor.

We told each girl we selected that they were in the final cut.  Once we 
had finished the selection process, we had Lisa come over to us by the 
bleachers while the rest continued to play.

"Lisa, tell us about your blow job experiences," Joey asked her.

"Well, uhm, I've only done it twice to John Mattison.  The first time 
was in the tunnel of love, and I couldn't like see it.  I was kind of 
nervous you know?  And I like accidentally scraped my teeth... Yeah 
that's what John did.   But after I got it back in my mouth, he started 
to moan.  It was neat and all, and I really kind of like having the 
power over him, sorta, you know?  But he didn't warn me when he was 
gonna cum, and I was pissed when he shot into my mouth.

"The second time was at Jim Durok's party.  John was being really sweet, 
and he really was looking hot at the party.  We got like really into 
making out and stuff?  Anyway, I could feel his thingy in his pants, and 
I wanted to see it.  So I pulled it out.  The next thing I know, I'm 
suckin' on it, and then he came again in my mouth again without warning.  
The bastard.  He knew I didn't like that.  I haven't done it since."

"Lisa," I began, "did you like the taste of cum?"

"Well, it's okay, I guess.  Maybe a little bit more than okay."

"So why didn't you want him to cum in your mouth the second time?" Joey 
asked.

"Oh, no.  You didn't understand.  It wasn't because he came in my mouth. 
I wanted him to do that.  But he didn't warn me after I had told him 
to."

"So, do you like giving blow jobs?" I asked.

"It's okay, I guess.  I just wish I could find someone I can give a 
blowjob to that will at least tell me before he shoots.  If I do, I 
probably will let them take my cherry or something."

"Okay, Lisa.  Thank you," Joey said.

I said, "Hey, it's been over twenty minutes.  Lets have them hit the 
showers.  We only have another twenty-three minutes before the we have 
to let them get dressed for next period."

Joey blew the whistle and he yelled, "All right ladies.  Those in the 
final cut, line up here.  The rest of you keep playing."

The coach walked in and smiled at us as we handed the whistle and she 
took over.

We lead the nine sweaty girls down to the locker room and had them line 
up again.

Joey announced, "All right you lovely ladies, this is what we are going 
to do.  First, everybody takes their clothes off and line up for 
inspection.  Then we're all going to jump in the shower.  You all want 
to show off you bodies as much as possible. Okay?  Good."

As the girls began to strip, Joey and I did so too.  Before any of the 
girls had even taken off their bra, Joey and I were finished.  We had 
our hard dicks in our hands, but we were just squeezing, not stroking.  
As the tits were unveiled, one girl got disqualified due to bra 
stuffing.  Even I had bigger titties than she did.

As we watched, we asked about their past sexual experiences.  Four were 
virgins, of those only one had not had any blowjob experience.  That one 
was disqualified  but was told to inform either one of us if the 
situation changed.  She had great tits.

Once we started seeing bush, we were pleased to see they all had nice 
crotches.  One girl had even shaved hers, and that stirred up our 
curiosity.

"What's you name, sexy?" Joey asked her.

"Cindy Weatherspoon."

"You were the one who likes to suck guys and girls, aren't you?"

"Yep.  I guess you can say I'm bi."

"So Cindy, how many guys have you fucked?"

"Just one."

"How many times did you fuck?  And was he fucking anyone else at the 
time?"

"Just once, and he was a virgin."

"How come you only fucked once, and why do you shave you pussy?"

"I got scared when I thought I might have gotten pregnant.  I've never 
had an orgasm.  Heather can cum every time, but I can't.  That's why I 
let Ted take my cherry. I hoped he would get me to cum when he did, but 
he didn't. And I shave myself so it's easier for Ted and Heather to suck 
me out."

I asked Cindy, "What would you be willing to do if we could make you 
cum?"

"I'm not sure.  Probably anything.  I've even tried a vibrator.  It 
doesn't do it for me either."

"Okay Cindy.  Thanks," Joey said. "Okay girls.  It's show time...  In 
the showers and be as sexy as possible."

"Well, what do you think Joey.  I took a look through Cindy's head.  
She'll do anything we ask her for orgasms I'm  pretty sure.  I've 
already asked her subconscious, and it said yes."

"Yeah, she is pretty hot.  But she already has two lovers.  I don't know 
if I would want to spoil that.  Why don't you ask all their 
subconscious's?"

"I've already tried that.  Cindy said no until I offered the orgasm 
thing.  We have to find something to offer them that they want real 
bad."

We went around to the other girls asking them questions which they 
answered.  We posed a few like we had seen in Penthouse, but nothing had 
come out of our inquiries except that Sheryl thought Joey was cute, and 
Rita liked to play with her dog's dick when it was hard.  No, she only 
touched the outside skin part.

We were just about ready to have Lisa and Cindy give us a blow job after 
not finding anyone else that who seem even partially willing when Joey 
noticed Sheryl bending over to let her tits dangle.

He said "Hey Sheryl!  Looking good!  Try that again." 

Joey walked over and around her a few times.  

"Yeah.  You got really nice tits and an ass to match.  Say, Sheryl. Do 
you like sucking dick? .. AAACCCKKK!" Joey said as Sheryl took his into 
her mouth.

"Sheryl stop!" Joey moaned.  "Shit!  Why did you do that?  I only was 
asking if you like doing it.  Not to do it.  Shit."

"I wanted to do it.  I haven't done it for... over a year.  I'm soo... 
hot...  Please?  Can I?"

"Sheryl," I called, "why haven't you gotten any.  With that body, you 
could suck any dick you wanted."

"Because my brother would kill anybody who gets near to me."

"Who's your brother?" Joey asked.

"Stan Beckersman."

"Shit!" Joey said.  "I'm glad I stopped you.  That guy could wrestle a 
bull with one hand tied behind his back."

"Stan's a senior right?" I asked.

"Yes," she said.

"What grade are you in?"

"I'm a sophomore. If I don't get some action before my Junior year, I'll 
probably go nuts."

"Hey, who did your brother kill after they took your cherry?" Joey 
asked.

"No one.  The bastard did it himself.  I was so.. horny I would have 
done it with anyone.  But after that first time, never again.  That's 
why he won't let anyone get close to me.  The fucken prick wants me.  
But I hate him."

"Okay, Joey," I said.  "She said yes.  And I don't see any reason not 
to, do you?"

"Fuck yeah.  One big reason.  Stan."

"What?  For what he did to her, I'll probable make him her slave by the 
time I'm through with him.  Don't worry about Stan.  He's as good as 
fucked himself."

"Okay Sheryl, you're in.   I guess that means we can leave Cindy alone, 
but what about Lisa?  You said you liked her."

"Yeah, but I can wait to find another.  I'm not going to force anyone 
yet.  I wonder why Sheryl didn't just tell us that stuff in the first 
place."

"Maybe she was afraid?  I know I would be."

"Hmm.  I think we need to ask different questions or something.  Or 
maybe it's because they think they're in a dream."

"Huh?  You mean they all think they're dreaming?"

"Yeah.  It is the easiest way I could think of getting them to accept 
what was happening.  But you know how when you're in a dream, you don't 
really remember everything you normally do like when you're awake?  
Maybe that's what's wrong."

"Well, we can try some more stuff next hour.  Hey Tim, I'm starting to 
prune up.  Lets have some of the girls dry us off, and maybe a quick 
suck or something before the reject squad gets here."

"Okay.  It's your birthday so you're in charge."

We were running out of time, so decided to skip the blow jobs.  Instead, 
we each had four naked girls lick us dry.  Things didn't turn out the 
way we planned, however.

"Tim... shit!  This is so hot!  If I don't fuck one of them,  I think 
I'll explode or something."

"Sheryl! You've never been so horny in you life.  You want Joey.  You 
want him in you.  Go Fuck JOEY!" I yelled as I grabbed Cindy and took 
her down to the floor of the shower with me.

"Cindy, my name is Tim.  I'm going to suck you and give you the best and 
biggest orgasm you ever will have.  If you ever want another, you will 
have to become my willing slave.  You trust me now, totally and 
completely.  You want nothing more than to suck my cock while I eat your 
hairless puss.  Suck it bitch.. Yeah that's it."

I heard Joey's grunts, as he pounded into Sheryl's cunt.  I was making 
sure we all stayed quiet, and while Cindy shaved pussy rotated to my 
mouth, I had all the girls turn to face away from us.  They would have 
trouble remembering it anyway, and the line of asses was kind of neat.

Cindy's smooth puss was incredibly erotic.  I had her wiggling and 
twisting, all the while she was taking my dick in and out of her mouth.  
Her tongue was concentrating on the head more than anything, and I 
suddenly felt I wanted her to take it deep as my cum started to rise.  
Her tasty cunt surged with juices as I connected the four of us before 
our orgasms started.  Cindy took it into her throat just as I had asked 
her to, and she milked it with everything she had while her very first 
orgasm streamed through her head like my cum down her throat.  I new she 
would soon be my slave just to feel that again.

Her juices were running down my face as she pulled my cock from deep 
within her.  She slurped while I slurped, and she managed to get me get 
hard again.  I saw she intended to try and get another orgasm out of me, 
and I was tempted.  But the rest of the girls had arrived sometime 
during our orgasm, and people were stepping over us.

"What is going on here!"  I heard a female voice say.

I reached out to the person's mind, and flipped on the little dream 
switch.   I pulled Cindy off my cock as I sat up and said, "Just a 
little fucking and sucking.  Why, you want some too?"

The girl standing in front of me was not that bad looking.  She was a 
Junior, and as I scanned her mind, I found that she was one of the Pom-
Pom dance girls.

"Julie, look at my dick.  Do you like looking at it?"

"Sure.  Can I play with it?"

"Depends.  Are you a virgin?"

"Shheea right?  I haven't been since I was thirteen."

"So you like to fuck?"

"Fuck, suck, eat, sleep.  All at the same time if possible."

"Shit, Tim, she's a regular slut," Joey said while Sheryl licked his 
nipples.

"Yeah, but how would you like to get the Golden Girls to do a little... 
topless dance.."

"AAAWWWWEEEESSSOOOOMMMMMEEEE!" He bellowed, making most of the girls 
turn.

"SHut up Joey!  Look.  The bell is gonna ring in two minutes.  All you 
girls get dressed and go to class.  When you leave the locker room, you 
won't remember anything but what you usually do during gym.  Except 
Cindy and Sheryl of course.  Julie,  why were you just walking in before 
the bell rings?"

"I skipped second hour, and I was going to get ready for gym when.."

"So you have gym third hour?" I asked.

"Yes.  Can I hold it?  It keeps bouncing up and down with your pulse, 
and it is really getting me turned on."

"Julie, what is your sexual fantasy?  What is it you want to do sexually 
that you really want to do but never could."

"That's easy.  My master always promises.."

"Your MASTER?  Stop explain."

"My boy friend, he's twenty-one by the way, and he showed me this movie.  
It was all about these submissive women who would do anything this guy 
said because he was their master.  It got me so hot, I begged him to be 
my master.  Well, he said yes..  He really is good to.."

"Julie, how would you like to have three masters.  I mean real masters 
that could make you cum just by touching you, telling you to do all 
sorts of sexual stuff, and basically screwing you silly."

"Oh God, would I?  But leave Billy?  I don't know.  I don't think I 
could leave him like that.  He really knows how..."

I began sending her flashes of what I had in mind.

"Fuck Billy.  Let him find a new submissive.  I'm all yours."

The bell rang, and Joey and I hopped out of the showers and got dressed 
as quickly as we could.

"Julie, I'm going to wake you out of your dream.  When I do, you will 
remember everything we have said and talked about.  You trust me 
completely.  Okay.  You can wake up."

Julie blinked a few times, then smiled and said, "So are you to going to 
be my masters?" Then she frowned.  "Hmm, wait.  You're just a couple of 
boys.  I don't know.  You were kind of small..."

"Boys?" Joey said.  "Girl, I have more passion in my little pinkie than 
your father had in his entire life.  And I may be a little small now, 
but I make that up with effort."

"Besides, do you know of any guys who could be standing here in the 
middle of the girls locker room, without one of these girls from 
noticing?  Hey Joey, look.  There's Katie.  I wonder what she looks like 
naked.  HEY KATIE!  Show me you TITS!!"

"Holy shit.  You two are for real.  How are you doing that?  That girl 
doesn't even like changing her pants in here."

"That doesn't matter.  What does matter is...  Wait....  I think I 
missed someone.  She's staring at us.  Hmmm.  Nope. I didn't miss her.  
But she still is staring at us.  I don't get this.  LAURA! Come here a 
sec."

As the pretty brunette walked over, her stare never wavered.  She was 
staring at me.

"Hi, Tim," she said as she stopped in front of me.

"Hi, Laura.  Why are you staring at me?"

"Because I like looking at you, silly."

"Why do you like looking at me?"

"Because I think you're nice to look at.  I look at you all the time, ya 
know."

"You do?  When do you look at me?"

"In class mostly.  Sometimes I dream about you like this.  I like you."

"Laura, I don't know ...  Do you, like, love me or something?"

"Kind of.  Are you gonna to kiss me?  I usually get to kiss you before I 
go.  And I have to go to gym now."

"Have you ever dreamed of doing more than kissing?"

"Once.  But you didn't let me do it."

"Do what?"

"Touch your.... penis."

"Would you like to now?"

"Yes.  Do you want me to?"

The bell rang, and I remembered there were other things to do.

"Yes, but not yet.  Joey, everybody is in dreamville.  I'll make sure 
anyone who might come in late is too.  Why don't you just have all the 
girls strip and line up in the shower.  Then you know what to do.  I 
want to wake Laura and talk to her privately, okay?"

"Hey. What about me?" Julie asked.

"Oh, sorry.  Uhm, look I'm not ready to do anything to you just yet.  
So, why don't you just do what ever Joey says.  When you do you'll have 
an orgasm. Okay?"

"Huh?  What do you mean I'll have an orgasm?"

Joey smiled, then said, "Julie, repeat after me.  I am Joey's little 
plaything."

"Uhm, okay...  I am Joey's little plaything.. OHHhhh."  Julie said, her 
eyes snapping shut.  Then she opened them and grabbed Joey's arm. "Okay, 
master..  Lead on."

As Joey yelled for all the girls to strip and get in the shower area, I 
led Laura over by the doors and we sat down on the bench.  It was 
secluded as long as no one entered.

"Laura, do you still want to touch it?"

"I think so.  Yes, I'm feeling tingly again."

"What do you want to do after you touch it?"

"I guess.... I think I would like to feel it all over.  I've never seen 
one before."

"Shit.  Laura, you're too innocent to do this too you.  I'm gonna wake 
you up in moment.  If you still want to see it and touch it, you can.  
But if you don't, just tell me.  I'm not going to hurt you or make you 
do anything you don't want. Just trust me okay?"

"Okay."

"All right, wakey wakey."

She blinked twice, then her relaxed face became a little concerned.

"What did you do?  Oh my God.  I told you," her face turning red.

"Hey, it's okay.  I wish you had said something before.  Do you remember 
what I said?"

"Yes..  I don't think I should..  but..  you really would let me look at 
it?"

"Well, I don't think you should until you let me give you a kiss like 
you wanted."

"You..  You want to kiss me?"

"Sure.  More than I want you to touch me there.  Do you still want me 
to?"

She looked in my eyes and said, "Please?"

I held her gaze, and closed the gap.  Our lips touched, and WHAM!  I 
felt the innocense within her hit me like a ton of bricks.

Her eyes were still closed when I pulled my lips away.  "Sleep time, 
Laura," I said putting her into dreamland again before she opened her 
eyes.

I sat there, poking in her thoughts, finding myself saddened by what I 
was going to miss.  Her dreams about me were very romantic, sweet, and 
completely... well, just not me anymore.  Maybe if I had been a normal 
guy, and never had fallen in love with Suzi, I could have been Laura's 
dream guy.  But she deserved someone as innocent as she was.  And I was 
anything but innocent.

So I said, "Laura, I am very flattered you chose me.  And I would be 
honored to become your boyfriend and do all those things with you what 
you dream of.  But I am not the person you think I am.  I am going to 
give you a hug now.  When it is over, you will have found someone who is 
like you to love instead of me.  Now, come 'ere, sweet thing."

We hugged, during which I connected her up to my mind, and we began 
scanning the boys in the building for someone with similar dreams and 
desires.  She smelled wonderful, and I was very down about giving her up 
when we found him.

"Scott Johnson, you're a lucky guy," I whispered as I replaced my images 
in her mind with his.  I did something similar in Scott's head, and gave 
him the courage to ask her out.  But before I broke my link and had her 
take a nap, I gave her one more kiss.  That one was sweet and without 
the truckload of bricks falling on me.


========================================================================

Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 2 - Rings of the Slaves
(mc, oral mf)


"Where's Laura?" Joey asked when I reentered the showers.

"She's sleeping," I replied.

"Why?  Don't you like her?"

"Yeah, I liked her.  But she thought I was somebody else.  We found who 
she was really looking for, and now she's sleeping, dreaming about him," 
I said sadly.

"Shit, Tim...  Hey, help me with these girls then.  Julie knows some 
cool shit.  See how she has them all with their arms behind their heads?  
It makes their tits stand out better, and makes it easier to see their 
bodies and shit."

"Hey Joey.  When did you start saying shit in every sentence you say?  
You're almost as bad as those fucken' seniors.  Heh...  I take it these 
are the finalists?"

"Yeah.  Do I really say shit all the time?  Shit.  I guess I do.  
Shit...  Shit!  I gotta stop saying that shit!.  SHIT!"

Joey was starting to turn red from my laughter.  He honestly wasn't 
trying to say it.  

"Hey!" Julie said as she tweaked a red head's tit. "Do you mind?  I 
almost did shit!  Do you want to make a mess, master?" 

"Sorry," Joey said.  "Hey Julie, you seem like you're enjoy yourself 
being... uhm,  what's the word that is opposite of submissive?"

"Dominant.  Yeah I guess I kinda like being dominant over these sluts.  
But,  I still like being your submissive.  Do you think I could do 
both?"

"Hmm, that's not a bad idea," I said.  "My father has a few slaves that 
are, er, dominant over a bunch of others.  I think he called them head 
slaves... no, it wasn't that, and it wasn't master-slave either.  I'll 
have to check this weekend....  Hey Joey.  Is that who I think that is?" 
I said pointing to a girl with a shaved crotch.

"Heather, front and center!" Julie said.  Heather stepped forward, hands 
behind her head, and bent one leg while posing.

"Yep," Joey said.  "Meet Cindy's cunt licker.  One of them anyway.  Hey, 
Heather.  Does Ted shave his crotch too?"

"We shave it for him," Heather said with a grin.

"Julie," I started, "you ever taste pussy before?"

"Uhm, well, just my own once.  I'm not a lezi, though."

"You are now..  All right bitch, let me see you suck that bare thing," I 
said with a wicked smile.

"Oh don't make me, master?  I don't do that kind of thing."

"Julie, if you want to be a dominant slave,  you have to follow our 
orders.  After you do it, I'll give you what you want.  But first you're 
gonna have to prove to me you want it badly enough.  So GET DOWN on your 
HANDS and KNEES and LICK THAT CUNT you SLUT!"

"Yes! Master!" she said, full of mixed emotions.  Her lust had peaked at 
a new height from my order to do something so... dirty... that she was 
on her hands and knees, and approaching Heather's cunt face on.  Yet she 
was incredibly nervous, her arms shaking as she stuck out her tongue and 
touched Heather's bare outer lips.  Then Julie slammed her face into it 
as her orgasm rushed through her body, and I was surprised at how 
quickly Heather came too.  I had to turn Heather's volume down, for she 
was one of those really noisy cummers.

Julie's ass was sticking up in the air, still wearing her panties.  I 
almost walked up to her and fucked her ass right there, but I got a hold 
of myself and reminded me we weren't sure how clean she was in the first 
place.

"Julie, that's enough," Joey said.  "You're gonna make Heather cum 
again.  Shit! Too late.  Damn Heather, you are one noisy bitch."

"Julie, stand up and take your panties off.  I'm gonna make you our 
slave now."

I explained the whole deal to her, and after she asked a few questions, 
she was ready.

I took out another gold ring from my pocket, this one with a smooth blue 
stone that was slightly smaller in size than the Suzi's red one.  It was 
a Pitty the girl's rings were so much smaller that the guy's.  I almost 
gave Suzi a guy's ring because her women's ring didn't look nearly as 
impressive as Joey's and mine did.

"Julie, this is it.  Put this on your finger, and we become your masters 
for as long as you wear it.  I'm probably gonna get you a different 
stone to signify you as a dominant slave,  but for now, this will work.  
You will always have the free will to take it off,  but when you do, you 
will never be able to put it on again.  Understand?" I asked as I placed 
the ring in her palm.

She swallowed nervously, then took the ring in her other hand.  She 
hesitated holding it an inch from the tip of her ring finger, but then 
said, "Yes, master.  I understand," and slipped the ring on.

I reached into her mind, and began speaking the commands out loud as I 
did them.

"Julie, you now have two lives.  The life you have always had will 
always be the 'dominant' one.  But when you see someone with a master's 
ring like this," I said holding mine up to her eyes, "you will live in 
your second life for as long as we need you too, or your first life says 
no more and takes the ring off.  

"Your second life will be the following:  Your only wish is to serve 
your Masters and Mistress, and to please them in any way you can.  You 
will only address us as Master or Mistress when we are alone or with 
other slaves.  If nonslaves are present when we give you a command, you 
will respond with Yes and our first name.  You will perform any sexual 
act we wish, and enjoy it with no regret.  You will love us and worship 
us as gods, and we shall reward you with pleasure beyond your 
imagination.  We own your body, but you still own your mind and soul.  
You are our slave, but that of choice.  Kiss my ring, slave, to declare 
your obedience."

"Yes, Master." Julie the slave said as she kissed my ring.  Joey held 
his out and she kissed it also.

"Julie, before you can have any more sexual contact with us, you will 
have to go to the doctor and make sure you don't have any VD.  
Understand?"

"Yes Master," Julie said happily.

"Hey Tim.  I'm horny again.  Can we figure out if any of these girls 
want to so we can screw around with them?"

"How come there are only five this time?" I asked.

"Shit.  There were a lot more virgins who hadn't given any blow jobs in 
this group.  Including that Teresa chick.  Man, she was HOT!"

"Well, Heather and Cindy may wind up slaves too, but only if Ted does.  
It looks like we have another fifteen minutes before they gotta get 
dressed.  Julie, go frig each girl to get them wet, and make sure you 
suck off the juices from your finger before you do the next."

"Oh, yes Master.  Thank you!" Julie said, licking her lips.

Julie went over to the first girl, a nice tanned blonde with tan lines.  
Julie knelt down and started to finger her.

Joey said, "This is Mary.  She lost her cherry to a Senior a few years 
ago, and now she's a Senior.  She's had sex with two other guys, one of 
them just last week.  She hasn't given anyone head yet, though.  And the 
other three are virgins.  Betty on the other end sounds like she can't 
get enough cum, so I kinda like her.  She's a freshman."

"So probably Betty and maybe Heather?"

"Yeah that's what I was thinking.  But we don't have to do it now.  I 
mean, with Julie and Sheryl...  Man I wish we could get Teresa.  She is 
one hot looking woman."

"Okay, Julie, I think we have seen enough.  Come over here and let me 
taste your tits."

"Yes, Master.  Billy used to put chocolate syrup all over them and suck 
them."

"Yeah, we've thought of that too," Joey said.  "We have a gallon of 
chocolate syrup, twelve pints of whip cream, some strawberry topping, 
vanilla ice cream... anyway, lets just say we will be making a Julie 
sundae later."

"Oh, thank you, master!  I can't wait to feel your hot tongues on my 
frozen hard nipples."

I slipped my hands down to her ass while I put my lips to her left 
breast.  She tasted kind of.. well.. tangy I guess.  After a few minutes 
of some lustful sucking, I broke off and calmed down.  My hands were 
still on her ripe ass, and that brought up a question.

"Julie, have you ever had your ass fucked?" I asked while giving her 
cheeks a squeeze.

"No <groan> Master.  Tom wanted to, but Billy said no."

"Tom?  Who's he?"

"Billy's younger brother.  He was a Senior last year.  I used to go out 
with Tom, and Billy found us fucking on his bed one day.   Oh! Master 
your hand feels so GOOD in my crack like that.  Anyway..  After Tom 
came, Billy fucked me too.  We did that for a couple of weeks.  I would 
suck one of them while the other fucked me.  Then Tom wanted to try out 
my ass, and I didn't want to.  I think if Billy hadn't been there, Tom 
would have pushed me into it sooner or later.  That's why I dumped Tom 
and went with Billy.  He didn't show me that video until I mentioned how 
I used to like them... like using me like that.  Oh, that feels soo 
goood master.  Please fuck your slut's sexy ass?"

"Not until you are tested for VD."

"I'm pretty sure I'm clean, master.  Billy and I both got checked after 
I dumped Tom.  But I will get checked again.  I do it every time I get a 
new boyfriend anyway."

"Julie, lets make one thing clear.  We are not your boyfriends.  We are 
your masters.  There is no love here, just... well, just friendship and 
sex.  Okay?"

"Oh... okay Master, whatever you want."

"Shit..  hang on.  JOEY!  Will you stop playing with yourself?  Why 
don't you just get Betty to demonstrate one of her best blows?"

"Heh, sorry.  You holding her ass and stuff.... Well, I'm just in the 
mood for ass now..  oh well.  HEY Teresa, come over here and strip 
again.  I wanna see your bod.  Betty,  wrap your pretty lips around 
this...  Yeah...  But don't make me cum.  Just make me feel good.  Did 
anyone ever tell you your ass lo..."

I turned away from them and looked Julie in the eyes. "Julie, I want to 
talk to the real you for a few minutes."

"Yes Master...."

"So, you havin' fun?"

"Yeah!  I don't think I've been this wet before.  And I haven't even 
fucked anyone yet.  Do we really have to wait for me to go to the 
doctor?  I really can't imagine.."

"Yes, we have to wait.  But that's not what I wanted to talk about.  I 
think I might have mislead you a little.  You understand we can never be 
more than friends.  I'm not looking for a lover.  If you love Billy,  
you shouldn't leave him.  I was under the impression you.."

"Nah.  You were right.  I'm just a slut," she said with a weak grin.  "I 
don't really love Billy.  He's good to me, and he probably does love me, 
but..."

"But what.  Come on,  I need to know what is making you uncomfortable."

She sighed, then said, "I did love someone once.  Hmmm, that's weird.  
His name was Tim too.  But he wasn't anything like you.  He sweet talked 
me a lot, and I guess I fell for it.  He was my first, and the sex was 
great.  But he dumped me a couple of months later, and I thought about 
doing myself in.  But then I got horny thinking about him using me like 
that.  And I guess... I guess I started to look for guys who just wanted 
to fuck.

"But you were more interested in making sure I was happy with 
everything.  You could have just made me whether I wanted to or not, 
couldn't you."

"Yeah, but I won't.  I've seen what would happen to me if I started to 
do that.  But I'm sorry if I got your hopes up.  Maybe I can find you 
someone who.."

"No.  As long as you don't like start beating me or something, I'll be 
happy with this.  But on second thought..  Maybe you could give me a 
graduation present and find somebody you could love me and use me at the 
same time.  That would be great."

"Deal.  Now, about your ass...  Like I said, your body is mine until you 
take it back from me permanently.  So if you want to save yourself some 
pain, start stretching it with something.  Joey used a cucumber before I 
got to do..."

"You? fucked him?  Wow.  So how come you guys are looking for girls?"

"Huh?  We're not queer.  Well, maybe just a little bi, but we like girls 
a hell of a lot more.  But after I screw your butt, you'll know why we 
wanted to feel that ourselves.  We don't blow each other or anything.  
Okay, so I guess we do kiss a bit, and we like to handle each other and 
stuff.  But...  I don't really think we're fags.  At least I know Joey 
isn't."

"Speak for yourself!" Joey called over.  "Whose ass do you think I 
wanted a few minutes ago?  It wasn't Julie's.."

"Yeah, it was Suzi's.  I checked." I said giving him the all knowing 
look.

"Shit...  Okay, Betty.  If I don't stop you know, I'm not gonna be able 
to stop from cumming..  SHIT!  Stop!..  Damn!  I think she's addicted, 
Tim."

"I am not.." Betty said, while still longingly looking at Joey's hardon.  
"I'm just hungry.  It's too close to lunch time."

"Shit.  I'd never thought of it as food before.  Hey Tim.  Doesn't the 
Japanese or someone serve whale cum at restaurants?"

"Uhm, I don't know.  I've never.."

"Yeah, I've heard that before too," Betty said.  "I've always wanted to 
try some.  I bet it tastes fishy though.  Sorta like Ken Brendle.  Or 
Rick, uhm, something."

Joey and I looked at each other, then looked at Betty again.

"Betty," I began slowly, "how many times have you given head, anyway?"

"I don't know.  I've lost count.  I've probably sucked around forty 
different guys.  But I do my brothers every morning and night.  So if 
you count each one of those...  thousands maybe."

"Shit!" Joey, Julie, and I said at once.

"How long have you been doing it?" I asked.

"Hmmm.. Let me think.  Jeff just started driving when he got me to try 
it.  So he was sixteen, and I was... eight.  But I didn't do him very 
much.  Just maybe once a month or something.  Then when Jeff left for 
college, I guess I begged Lance to let me suck him.  I got his very 
first cum," she said proudly.  "After a while, I was doing it every 
morning and after school.  Brad just got old enough a couple of months 
ago and I started doing him too.  He tastes sweeter than Lance, but 
that's probably because he eats more sweet stuff."

"Shit.  Your a regular cumoholic.  Fuck, I'm so horny, you might as well 
have me for lunch, Betty."

"Okay, but don't tell Rob, all right?  It's his turn today at lunch."

"Shit," we all three exclaimed again.

"Man, Joey.  I think we better leave her alone.  She wouldn't leave 
anything for anyone else.  We'd be sucked dry."

Betty popped Joey's dick out of her mouth and said, "That's sorta what 
my mom says.  Even with three guys in the house, there still isn't 
enough cum to go around for both me and her."

No of us said shit that time, but we all thought it.

I sent the remaining girls to get dressed.  Most of the others were just 
hanging around talking, several of them watching the action.

"Betty, how long have you been awake?" I asked when I realized she 
wasn't dreaming any longer.

"What do you mean?  I got up at six..."

I back tracked in her memory, and found she had woken up when Joey asked 
her to suck him.  She hadn't really realized she was naked, but she was 
used to going without clothes when she was sucking at home.

"So how many do you do in a day?" Julie asked.  She slipped her hand to 
my crotch, and started to rub it through my jeans.

She popped it out again, making Joey groan, and said, "I try to get at 
least eight, but most of the time just five.  I got twelve once, and my 
mom let me skip dinner since I was full.....  I wish it wasn't so 
fattening," she added before sinking back down on Joey.

I went through her head again, and discovered the source of her craving 
for cum.

To Julie I said "Would you believe she actually thinks that she needs 
cum to stay alive?"

"What?" Julie said. "Why do you say that?"

"Her father hypnotized her when she was little.  I bet he did the same 
thing to her mom.  Betty thinks she needs cum every day now to stay 
healthy.  The more she gets, the healthier she feels.  It's... sick to 
do that to your own daughter."

Joey moaned, and started his shakes and shutters while Betty swallowed 
each jet straight down.  When Joey stopped, she carefully milked it, 
then pulled it out slowly, making sure she didn't leave anything behind. 

Betty smacked her lips, and said, "Hmmm, sorta less salty than normal.  
I guess he had cum in the past hour?  It tasted that way.  And he really 
didn't give me that much."

"Uhm, yeah.  Betty, you know no one else has to have cum like that.  
Doesn't that make you feel.. uhm, different?"

"Yeah, but the guys like it.  So what if I don't have many girlfriends.  
They can't give me what I need, so who cares?  Daddy always says.."

"Daddy's an asshole," Julie muttered.

"Julie, shut up," I said.  Then I thought to her, "I'm not going to tell 
her.  At least not until I figure out how without screwing her up more 
than she is."

Julie's eyes got real big from my telepathic message.  But then she 
nodded and stayed quiet.

"Hey!  How did I get naked?" Betty yelled.  "And why is she naked?  And 
WHAT are you two guys doing in the lock..er..roooommm....hhh," she said 
as I stepped forward and caught her before she hit the floor asleep.

"Shit.  What happened?" Joey said, coming out of his daze.

"Julie you better get dressed.  I'll arrange it so you can miss last 
period. Meet us up in room 302 then, okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine.  What are you going to do with her?"

"I'm just going to clean up her memories a bit from today so she won't 
remember anything unusual happening.  Hey, Joey.  Do you want her to 
remember your blow job?"

"Yeah, that's fine.  Did I hear you right earlier?  Was she awake doing 
that?"

"Yep.  Now pull up your pants.  We're not stay here for fourth period."

Julie and Betty got dressed, and I had just finished with Betty's head 
when the bell rang. I snapped Betty out of her light trance once she had 
walked out the door, and Joey and I slipped out after her.

"Where to now?" Joey asked.

"I figured we could scope a lot more people out if we..." I told him my 
idea, and he agreed.

We entered the lunchroom, and made our way past everyone in line for 
food.  There were two separate lines, but the two cashiers sit next to 
each other so everyone exits through the same doorway into the eating 
area.  There was a place behind the counters were you could sit and 
serve both lines at once, and since it wasn't being used, that's where 
we took our positions.

It was easy for me.  I touched every person in line while Joey wrote 
down their last name.  Joey got tired of all the writing, so when one of 
our drawing friends came through, he agreed to take over for a while.

Each person I touched with my mind would seek out Joey, Suzi, or myself 
if they had a serious problem or wanted something very badly.  They 
would trust us and tell us without any hesitation, and they knew we 
would want something in return if we helped them.

Our helper went to eat his lunch once everyone had purchased their food, 
and a minute later we got our first customer.  But before we could even 
hear him out, three more people came up to us, and then five more after 
that.

That was a mess.  Joey and I almost fled, but instead we came up with a 
solution. It took me ten minutes to straighten it out.  Seemed like half 
of the people wanted help in some way.  So I changed the conditions for 
their need to speak to one of us.  If they desperately needed help, then 
they could arrange to have a private talk with one of us in our private 
room upstairs.  The rest would have to figure things out on their own.

And even with that limitation, we took down seventeen different names 
and arranged times to talk to them.  As you might imagine, we didn't do 
that again.

The bell rang, ending the first out of four lunch periods.  Suzi would 
join us for the last lunch period since it was our scheduled lunch time.  
Joey and I discussed what to do until Suzi joined us, and as the second 
lunch crowd started trickling in,  we decided to just go out into the 
lunch room and hop minds.

Joey, Suzi and I had done this during lunch a few times after hopping to 
Brad's house.  It was fairly entertaining, but it was also pretty tiring 
for me.  But we hadn't tried it since Joey discovered he could share his 
energy/life force with me.  We had only used this new ability to perk 
one of us up when we felt tired.  But this time we would be using it to 
keep me from getting tired in the first place.

We were having a lot of fun popping in and out of peoples heads.  One 
guy that was being a jerk to another suddenly found himself kissing the 
guy's clothed butt.  Another guy was trying to pick his nose without 
anyone seeing, so we had his finger slip into his nose as far as it 
could go.  We did a few other tricks, and a couple of good deeds, and 
just as the bell rang ending that lunch, Joey and I discovered that it 
not only kept me from getting tired, but a whole lot more.

Joey had wanted to try something with this one chick, and I wanted to do 
something with another.  Before we realized, we had gone in different 
directions and had hopped into two different people.  Not only was he 
sharing with me, but apparently I was sharing with him.

Joey got real excited while all our guinea pigs left for class.

"Joey, it doesn't mean you can do it on your own.  You probably would 
always have to be linked to me like this."

"I know.. But what if.. Man.  The two of us.  We could do ANYTHING."

"Yeah, but how long would we stay friends like that.  Remember when we 
both were in that contest in scouts?  You and I didn't talk for weeks 
afterwards.."

"Yeah, but that's different.  But I guess you're right.  We probably 
would wind up competing with each other.  And sooner or later one of us 
would probably have to take over the other... Well, if after 
disconnecting I can still do it, just do your thing so that won't 
happen, K?"

"Uhm, maybe.  Well, here's your first victim.  Let 'er rip, Joey."

After concentrating on her, the girl in question suddenly walked over 
and said, "Tim, this is Joey.  Would you like to see some tits and...  
What am I saying?" She turned red, and hurried away from my shocked 
expression.

"SHit!  I lost it.  It was working, but then... I can't do it anymore.  
hhhhhhhrrrr," Joey said frustrated.

"I guess whatever I shared with you, you must have used it up.  What's 
the matter.  Headache?"

"Yeah.  I think I tried to hard.  Hey, let me connect up just to see if 
it will get rid of it, k?"

"Yeah, all right."

He did and said, "Wow.  That took it away real fast."

"So, what do you want to do now?"

"You remember that idea you told me about?  The one where you were 
trying to send commands to a bunch of people at once?"

"Yeah, and I tried it.  I couldn't do it because... Oh, I get it.  With 
two of us...  yeah okay!  You take the left end, and I'll take the 
right.  Who do you want to do.  And what do we do to them?"

We looked around watching the tables slowly fill up.  Then Julie showed 
up and sat down at a table of other girls.

"Hey, aren't they all Golden Girls?" I asked Joey, the expert on the 
subject.

"Yeah, and so are all those girls at the table in front of them.  Okay, 
target selected.  Now, what are we going to hit them with."

"Something kinky.  Uhm, have them all touch themselves?"

"Nah.  What about making them all scratch their tits."

"Might draw too much attention.  But then again two of them just did it 
and nobody even noticed.  You did that, didn't you?"

"I think so, yeah, sorry.  I didn't really mean too.  I see how you had 
trouble doing things accidentally in Jr. high.  But even if it does draw 
attention, who cares?"

"Yeah, okay.  But just one scratch, not a that desperate kind of clawing 
you did a moment ago.  Hey, instead of a rope shape, lets try like a 
blanket or something.  You hold the left front, I'll hold the right 
front, and the back can just flop free. I think that would work okay.  
It isn't the same as my rope.  When I was doing it by myself, it was 
like a whip because I could only hold one end."

"Yeah, okay.  Ready?"

I began to form a mental image of my mind holding a single corner of a 
bed sheet and felt a tension against it when Joey had 'picked' up 
another corner.  We began 'dragging' the sheet above the heads of people 
eating, then dropped it over the two tables we had picked.

Nearly simultaneously, all eleven girls took their right hands and 
scratched their left breast with a single stroke.  None of them noticed, 
but a few other people did.

"COOL!" we both said.

"Hey, do you feel tired?" Joey asked.  "I don't."

"No, I'm not tired at all," I replied.  "Lets do a bigger one."

"Okay, but what?  The more people we get to do it, the more obvious it 
gets."

"Well, do you think we could cover the whole room?"

"I don't think I want to try that yet.  What if we both got headaches?"

"Yeah..  Hey, then what about a class?"

"Perfect!  This is going to be so COOL," Joey said excitedly

We left the cafeteria and peeked into a couple class rooms, borrowing a 
pair of eyes for a moment in each class.

"I like this one," Joey said on the fourth class.  "Lots of good looking 
girls."

"Yeah, but there's almost thirty people in there.  Oh well.  What do you 
want to try?  Maybe bow to their teacher or something?"

"Hmm. Yeah, that's good for starters."

We did this several times, and each time we got a little better.  Pretty 
soon, we were having them get up out of their desks, twirl around three 
times, and then sit down and cross their legs.  It was a pretty cool 
effect.

"Hey, the bell is going to ring in about seven minutes," I said looking 
at someone's watch.  "Let's go and try something with Suzi's class.  
Hmmm, do you think we could somehow make a hole in that sheet so Suzi 
doesn't get hit by it?"

"Awe man.  If we can, I got the perfect thing to try," Joey said rubbing 
his hands together.


Suzi was sitting at her desk, trying not to watch the time while she 
worked on her math.  As usual, a few people were talking in low voices 
when they were supposed to be working on the homework during the last 
ten minutes of class.  Usually this didn't bother her because half the 
time she was one of those people.  But she was trying to get as much 
done because she wasn't sure whether she would have time later with it 
being Joey's birthday.

She looked up at the clock for the tenth time in half as many minutes.  
"Five minutes," she thought to herself.  She drew her attention back to 
the problem she had been working on, and a moment later realized those 
people had finally shut up.  But then there was a lot of strange 
shuffling going on, and when she recognized the sound of a zipper, and 
then several more, she looked up.

Everyone in the class, including the teacher, had their eyes shut, their 
tongue hanging out the left side of their mouth, and their hands down in 
their pants while they masturbated.  Suzi bolted out of her desk looking 
all around her, then crossed her arms and said, "Okay fellas.. Come out, 
come out, where ever you are."

Everyone in the class said, "Suzi!" making her jump.  Everyone then 
started to wiggle in their seats, then suddenly came out of their trance 
like state and immediately were shocked to find what they were doing.  
Then they realized everyone else was in the same predicament, and a few 
of them noticed Suzi was standing, apparently the only one not affected.

The entire class had turned red, including Suzi.  She sat down in a 
flash, and gathered her things.  By the time she got up to leave, 
everyone was completely unaware anything had happened.  Suzi just walked 
out of the class without anyone noticing.

"Come along, boys," she said as she walked right by us, not even looking 
at our smiling faces.  "I have a some muscle bound jocks I want to check 
out."

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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 3 - Rings of Love
(mc, mf)


"So, did you two have fun in the girls locker room?" Suzi said as we 
caught up to her.

"Huh?" Joey said.  "Tim!  Did you tell her before telling me again?"

"No, Joey," I answered.

"Well?" Suzi said, still not looking at our faces. "Answer my question.  
Did you enjoy your little trip to the girl locker room?"

"Hey," I said, getting in front of her and making her stop.  "You told 
us to have some boy fun...  I thought that's what you wanted us to do."

Suzi broke out into a smile and said, "Touche'.  You thought I was mad 
at you.  Of course that was what I meant.  I knew you two were going to 
want to do it sometime, and you would be more comfortable if I wasn't 
there.  So, did you have fun?"

I answered her with a kiss.  The kiss was a long one, and we didn't even 
realize the bell had rung until Joey broke us apart to get us moving.  
We were blocking traffic.

Suzi led the way, and Joey and I were not all that surprised she went 
straight for the weight room.

I grabbed Suzi's arm before she entered and said, "Hang on a sec."

"Why?  It's not unusual for girls to go in," she said as she freed her 
arm and walked in anyway.

Joey and I looked at each other in surprised when we heard several guys 
say, "Hey Suzi," and the like.

We nearly bumped into each other trying to look in after a deep voice 
said, "Hey Sexy.  Come to help me pump some more iron?"

Suzi was standing in front of a guy three times her weight, laying on 
his back pumping two large dumb bells.  She said, "Pete, I'd like to 
introduce you to two guys.  They're..." she stopped finding we hadn't 
followed her in.

"Boys, come on in.." she said, humiliating us with the boys bit.  "This 
is my cousin Pete.  Pete, meet my dumb bell boy friends.  Joey and Tim."

Pete put the real dumb bells down and held out his hand to shake the 
hands of another two.  "Nice to meet ya.  Hey, don't I know you from 
some where?" Pete asked Joey.

"Uhm, no.  That was someone else.." Joey said.  I felt he was about to 
flee.

"Wait.. I remember.  You were asking about....  YOU!" Pete said reaching 
for Joey.

Joey tried to get away, but Pete grabbed his hand and started to shake 
it.  "So you're the lucky guy who took Suzi's other cherry," he said, 
overflowing with friendliness.

"No-No, Pete.  He took my first one, Tim took my other.  But Joey took 
Tim's, first."

"Huh?"  Pete said, followed by several movements behind us, indicating 
that others had heard.

"Uhm, Suzi..." I said looking around nervously, seeing the five guys 
behind us getting up.

"Well, I'll be.  Did you hear that fellas?  Suzi has found herself some 
genuine bi-s.  You know what that means..."

Joey and I were linked and were ready to blanket them with a sleep 
command, when Suzi said, "So, will you take care of these two while I go 
get ready?"

"Huh?" Joey and I said, not believing our ears.

"Sure, Suzi.  All right fellas, lets have a little work out with our 
friends here.  Jake why dooonnn'tt  yooouu...."

After there was six thuds from the floor, Joey and I turned around, Joey 
wiping the dust off his hands while I crossed my arms and raised my 
eyebrow like Mr. Spock at Suzi.

"YOU TWO.....  IDIOTS!"  Suzi said in a fury.  "They WERE going to show 
you how to build some muscle while you figured out who would be good 
to.. you know." she lowered her voice to a whisper, "make slaves out 
of."

Joey and I looked at each other in surprise.  As some of the other 
people in the room was trying to wake them up, Joey and I took Suzi by 
the arms and carried her past all the commotion.

"Suzi, don't ever... EVER..." I said.

"What did you expect us to think?" Joey interrupted.  "You knew what it 
looked like to us."

"You were pulling a joke on us, but it backfired, didn't it?" I 
concluded.

"No.. Well Yes, but I didn't think.... OKAY! Just wake them UP!" Suzi 
said, stamping her foot.

"Not until you tell us why you were so sure they wouldn't beat the crap 
out of us," I said.

"Why would.....  Oh...  Duh.  Because they're.... You know... gay," Suzi 
finished in a whisper again.

"Those guys are a bunch of fagots?" Joey said also whispering.

"Oh Joey.  They're not bad people.  You've done as much as they have.  
They just don't do it with girls very much."

"Are all these guys gay?" I said mostly to myself.  I started peeking 
into their minds and found most were not.  There were twenty guys here, 
all of them bigger than Joey and I.  They were all upper class men, 
mostly Juniors.  Out of the twenty, only two were truly gay.  Seven 
would be considered bi, the rest were basically straight.

"No Suzi.  I'm sorry, but I'm not going to.... Awe shit.  It wouldn't be 
fair, would it," I said.

"What?"  Joey said.

"He was going to say he wasn't going to make any of the straight guys 
slaves because he knows I want to see them... mess around with each 
other.  You're right Tim.  If you and Joey can make two girls mess 
around, I can make two guys to it too."

"No way.  I'm not going to turn anybody into fags," Joey said rather 
loudly.

"Joey, she's right.  What is the difference with us picking out the 
girls with the biggest tits, smoothest bodies, and the nicest asses, if 
she can't pick out the strongest guys with the biggest dicks.  But Suz, 
there is a little difference between making a guy gay, and making a girl 
gay.  Girls can't fuck girls, but guys can fuck guys.  Unless of course 
you give the girls some of those double headed dildos, but that's still 
not the same."

Suzi pouted.  Then she said, "Well you can at least agree to letting me 
have the bi or gay guys.  If you can't let me have the pick of 
straights..."

"Lets just see what they say, all right?  Come on Joey.  Lets do a 
blanket dreamville.  I'll form it, you just grab an end."

"Huh?  Blanket?  Dreamville?" Suzi said after we turned towards the 
room.

"Okay, Suz.  You have ten minutes before they have to be dressed for 
fifth period," I said when it was done.  "Just tell them what to do."

"Er, Tim?" Joey said as Suzi started to get them in line.  "You don't 
need me in here, do you?"

"Nah.  Go ahead.  Where are you goin' to go?"

"I think I'll just head up to our room and have something to eat.  You 
want me to bring down something?"

"That's okay.  I think we'll get what she want's from these guys, and 
then we'll join you up there in say, twenty minutes?  Then maybe we can 
finally try out that pull out bed.  Just the three of us."

"Yeah, cool....  Okay," Joey said, glancing nervously at the line of 
stripping guys before dashing out the door.

"Timmy?" Suzi called.

I walked up behind her and said, "Yeah, sweetness."

"Uhm, how do we figure out who is willing?  Nobody here wants to be my 
slave."

"You have to find something they want bad enough to trade for it.  Holy 
Shit!" I said, spying one of the straight guys.

"What's wrong?" Suzi said as I walked over to him.

"Your name doesn't happen to be Ted, would it?" I asked the shaved 
crotched Junior.

"Yes. I'm Ted."

"Tim?  You know him?" Suzi said.

"Only by reputation.  Ted, you have two girlfriends named Heather and 
Cindy, right?"

"Yeah. That's them."

"Do you love them?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"You guess?"

"Well, yes then."

"Timmy... I only have nine minutes left. Can't you two talk later?"

"Okay, Suz.  Here let me try something.  RAISE your hand if you want to 
have lots of worry free sex.....  Okay, that didn't do any good.  Put 
your hands down...  Hang on Suzi, this may take a few minutes."

I closed my eyes and started poking around in a few heads.

"Suzi, your cousin....  You want him?"

"Pete?  Well, I used to dream about him...  Uhm, maybe.  But lets look 
for someone else first."

I had another guy step forward.  "This guy is trying to kick his drug 
habit.  He will do it for that..."

"Eeeeewwww!" Suzi squealed. "Timmy, yesss."

Four guys later, "Okay, this guy would do anything but the gay stuff to 
pass his classes this year and get into college.  And he has a friend in 
the same boat.  WHoa.  I just found his friend.  He's out in his car 
fucking...  Tammy McGovern, whoever she is.  Yeah, he would do it too.  
Dang, Suz.  Guys are easier than girls."

"Always have been.  Anybody else?  What about the guy on the end."

"Hmmm...  No I don't think so..  A and B student, has steady girl 
friend, no drugs or drinking, no problems at home, no ....  wait... Hmm, 
well it's not what I was looking for, but... this guy is a bigot, big 
time.  He like wants to start something like the KKK in school.  Well, I 
guess I'll just have to...  Okay.  Nope.  There's nothing for us to 
offer him."

"I take it he loves everyone now?"

"Deeply.  Even your cousin.  Well, how about it.  I'd like to help this 
guy with his drug thing.  The others could just learn how to work a 
little harder on their own."

"What's your name," Suzi said to the guy with the drug problem.

"Ben Smith," he replied.

Ben was very well developed, in every department.  His hair was a light 
brown, almost a blond, with hazel eyes.  I only mention this because he 
looked like a blown up version of me.  Even our haircuts were the same.  
But his dick was almost twice the size of mine.  Of course so was his 
bisects and every other muscle on him.

"He's straight, Suz, but he'll do anything to feel the high he used to 
get.  But those other two are only willing to do the straight stuff.  So 
either you can have your cousin too, or wait until we find someone else.  
There are plenty of others, you know."

"Yeah, I know.  Uhm, well Ben, I guess you're it.  We're out of time, 
aren't we?"

"Yep.  All right guys, get your clothes on and forget everything that 
has happened here since Suzi came in.  You had another day of pumping 
iron just like you usually do.  Ben, come over here after you're 
dressed."

When Ben joined us by the door, I said, "Ben? I'm gonna wake you up in a 
moment and offer you a deal.  You trust me completely now, and you will 
stay nice and relaxed so you can think our deal through clear headed.  
Okay, Ben.  You can wake up now."

Ben blinked several times, then rubbed a eye with his hand.

"Hi Ben, my name is Tim, this is Suzi.  We have a little deal to propose 
to you to get you out of the mess you're in.  You game?"

"What mess is that?" he said calmly.

"You're little drug problem.  We'd like to help you kick the habit."

"Yeah, sure you can.  Look, pip-squeak, I'm not in the mood for.."

"How would you like to feel that high you got from the special joint 
Dennis gave you.  You know, the one that felt better than anything else 
you ever have had."

"How do you know about...  Tell Dennis I'm not.."

"Dennis didn't send us.  You trust me, right?  I'm not trying to trick 
you, and I'm certainly got selling drugs.  Do you want to feel that high 
again or not?"

"Shit yeah.  But you...  errrkkkk," he squeaked as my artificial high 
temporarily disrupted his regular thought patterns.  My high only lasted 
for five seconds, but had no after effects, and caused no damage.

"Holy..." he said after he came back to his senses.  "How did you do 
that?"

"The bell is going to ring in thirty seconds, and I know you have a test 
next period, so why don't I just speed this up a bit."  I closed my 
eyes, and sent him the knowledge of what I was asking him and all the 
details.  The bell rang while I was working, and I had to force him not 
to leave.  

A minute later, I opened my eyes and asked, "Ben, yes or no.  Do we have 
a deal?"

"But you haven't.... Holy shit.  Uhm...  You really can do it?  Okay. 
Yes.  I'd sell my soul to the devil for that."

"Lucky for you, she only wants your body.  Oh yeah.  Don't ever call me 
pip-squeak again, k?"

"Okay."

"Okay, what?"

"er, Okay.. uhm, master?  Shit."

"Very good.  Now, I'll arrange for you to miss class last period.  Come 
to 302 sixth hour and we'll do it then.  And I'll make sure the test 
doesn't start without you.  But hurry anyway."

"Okay, uhm, thanks," the muscle bound image of me said as he left, 
slightly dazed.  

"Hey Suz?" I started as we made our way to the stairs to join Joey.

"What Tim?"

"If I worked out like that, do you think..."

"Bigger."

"Really?  Why do you say that?"

"Remember how big my cousin is?  When he was a freshman, he weighed 
under a hundred pounds."

"Wow.  Maybe Joey and I WILL let your cousin help us pump some muscle."

"I'd like that a lot.  I work hard trying to make my body look good for 
you two.  It'd be nice if you boys did the same."

"BOYS?" I said grinning.  We had reached the second floor, so I grabbed 
her, threw her over my shoulder, and ran up the stairs.



Suzi opened the door and helped me inside.

"What happened?" Joey said, sitting up bare chested on the pullout bed.

"Tim tried to be macho for me.  He'll be okay as soon as he gets some 
ice on them.  I'm sorry Timmy.  I tried to miss you completely.  My foot 
just landed there."

"I know?" I squeaked.  I concentrated and sent commands to reduce the 
pain coming from my crotch.

"Ice, please," I said in a more natural voice.  "I may be able to block 
the pain, but they still are gonna swell a little."

"So, uhm, how many muscle heads did you, uhm, you know," Joey said.

"Only onE! HOLY SHIT that's COLD!" I said after Suzi dumped two ice 
cubes down the front of my pants.

We filled him in, and then we told Suzi of our earlier conquests.  By 
the time we finished, my balls were back in business.  We were all on 
the bed, I was naked from the waist down, and Joey was still shirtless.

"Joey, since it's your birthday, what do you want to do first," Suzi 
asked, swirling her hand across his bare chest.

"Well, at first I was thinking about all the chocolate and stuff.  But 
the bed would get really messed up, and we probably would have to shower 
afterwards.  So I dropped that idea.  That's what I was looking forward 
to doing all day today, but it's too much trouble.  

Suzi was swirling her tongue around his left nipple, and Joey added, 
"MMmmm, that's nice, Suzi."

"Would you like some more?" I asked.  I pulled my shirt off and laid 
down imitated Suzi's tongue work on Joey right nipple.

"Suz?  Can I do your back door?" Joey said after a few minutes of us 
pampering his chest.

Suzi sighed, then said, "Sure. Anything for the birthday boy.  I just 
wish it hadn't been so long.  I know it's gonna hurt at first."  But 
then she snaked her hand down to his jean's snaps and started to undo 
them.

"Hey Tim, can you do my back door at the same time?"

"Anything for the birthday boy.  Suz, let me do that.  You're still 
dressed.  Unless Joey wants to undress you himself.."

"Uhm, how much time do we have until the others get here?  Shit Tim.  
Why didn't we buy a clock for this room?"

"What, with me around?  I don't need a clock. We have thirty five 
minutes."

"Strip yourself Suz.  I don't want to run out of time.  We haven't had 
any real sex for two months."

"Lift your butt," I said while pulling his jeans off him. "Hey Joey. The 
twins want to fuck again, but..  Well, I don't want to it without you 
and Suzi.  After what happened last time, you think you want to do it 
again?" 

I pulled his underwear off, then climbed off the bed and hung them and 
his jeans over the easy chair's arm where his shirt was.  Then I went 
over to a drawer and grabbed the tubes of KY.

Joey had been silent thinking about it.  When I crawled on the bed 
beside him and waited for his answer, he bent his dick to the side and 
touched mine with the head.  After he did this twice more, he turned to 
look at me and said, "I don't know Tim.  I mean, it was great, but yet 
is was... you know."

"Yeah, I know.  We were so vulnerable.  They could have left us their 
slaves with a single thought.  But they didn't.  I think they deserve to 
be trusted..  But I don't know if I want to do it again either.  Think 
about it.  I'll do the same."

Suzi crawled up to Joey and said, "Pardon me butting in, but are we 
going to take a trip to the little girls room before we begin?"

"Shit.  Man, I was ready to start."

"So was I.  Well, Come on.  If you want, put your pants on Joey.  I'll 
go naked. Suz?"

"I'll go like this since our time is short," Suzi said turning red in 
anticipation.  "Once we get there Timmy, you do the honors.  But no 
tricks," she warned.

When we got to the second floor, we started down the hall to the nearest 
girls room, when I spotted the men's faculty bathroom, and pulled them 
in there.  Even with that bathroom being so close, it still took us ten 
minutes round trip.  But we had taken the time to clean our tushes with 
the handsoap so we would be clean.

Suzi was wet from our little nude run-around, and almost ripped Joey's 
jeans when she pulled them off.

Joey announced from the bed, "Let the sex begin!"

Suzi and I simply pounced on the bed, then each took a nipple again.  
Suzi slipped her hand down to his hard on, and started messing with it, 
then Joey did the same for me.  After a few minutes, Suzi had worked her 
body on top of him, and Joey's hand finally had to let me go due to lack 
of room.  We were all getting into it pretty fast.  

Suzi grabbed a condom from somewhere, and was about to put it on Joey 
when I asked "Suzi, what do you need that for?  Your butt is cleaned 
out, remember?"

"I don't want to get pregnant.  He's gonna want to do it the regular way 
first, and it's not the time of month I can get away with it."

We were all cooling down from the interruption.

"Suzi, I forgot to tell you.  My mom showed me how to keep a woman from 
getting pregnant before having sex with her.  You don't need that unless 
you're worried about VD."

"Oh, now you tell me," she said, tossing the package off the bed. "Well, 
do it, and be quick about it."

"Done.  Now, all you have to do is tell me when you want your next 
period.  My mom said she would have it every three months.  You can't go 
much longer without messing up your... equipment."

"How long has it been since your mom told you?" Suzi asked.

"About a week ago," I lied.

"I'm glad you finally decided to tell, me.  Shit. We only have ten 
minutes," Suzi said after checking the watch I had snagged.  Then she 
started climbing on top of Joey.

"Shit, Suz.  Your starting to sound like MMMmmph" Joey said as Suzi 
began kissing the life out of him.

I was being left out of the lovin, but that was okay. Joey and Suzi 
started rolling their crotches together, and I saw they were trying to 
work it to enter her without having to break apart.  I watched, letting 
the time slip by.  We all jerked when it did go in, and by that time, I 
was stroking myself.  Suzi started to hump in and out, and I realized 
that they were building towards a climax.

It was kind of beautiful, though.  Their crotches were making love, not 
sex.  It was a steady, calm kind of humping, not the frantic fast pace 
kind.  I was sorry to see them stop a minute later.

They broke their lips apart, and were breathing very hard for a minute 
before I said, "The bell is gonna ring in three minutes.  So what if our 
soon to be slaves come before we're done.  They'll just go next door 
until we signal them that we're ready."

They nodded, so I seeked out everyone who had been invited.  Suzi and 
Joey had gone back to their lovin by the time I finished, so I just laid 
down on my back, closed my eyes, and wanked a while.

The bell rang, and that brought them back out into the real world.  I 
kept my eyes closed, listening to their breathing.

"Okay, Tim,  I think we're ready," Joey's somewhat breathless voice 
said.

"Just tell me what to do," I said not opening my eyes, just taking my 
hand off my pecker and waiting.

"Okay..." Joey said.  There was some movement on the bed, then I found 
Suzi climbing on top of me.

"Fuck me you fool," she said when I opened my eyes and looked.

"Yes Ma'am" I said, grabbing her butt cheeks.  Her hot, wet, not-as-
tight-as-I- remembered cunt lowered over the head of my dick.  Her mouth 
met mine, and we began trading shares of each others spit on the open 
market while her crotch continued to sink down over my dick.  When our 
curly mounds met, Suzi suddenly broke her kiss and looked at me with 
surprise.

"What?" I gently asked.

"Timmy, your dicky," Suzi said very quietly.  "It may not be as big 
around, but... it's longer.."

"Really?" I said overjoyed, yet just as quietly.  "How do you know 
that?"

She gave me a frustrated look and said, "Well, it doesn't take much to 
figure that out.  You went deeper than Joey did.  It isn't as... 
filling, but the head.. I think it is almost... a head longer."

"Hey!" Joey said from behind Suzi's ass. "What are you two talking 
about?  Come on.  Fuck, god damn it. FUCK!"

I smiled and said, "You heard stumpy. Fuck me you sex goddess."

After we returned to our kiss, she began to roll her groin, pushing and 
pulling on my shaft without lifting herself off me.  This new sensual 
kind of humping quickly became easier as her juices seeped down my shaft 
and lubricating our joined crotches.  As her love passage was slowly 
milking my cock, I felt a surge of my precum shoot out.  I gasped in her 
mouth, then we slowed as Joey began working his lubed finger in to her 
backside.  After a few minutes, Suzi was gasping and wiggling under the 
stimulation of Joey's fingers and my cock.

Finally, the moment had come for Joey to enter her.  We had to move 
sideways on the bed, which kind of reduced some of the excitement we had 
built up.  But with a little teasing around her ass, she was ready and 
willing.

"Suz, do you want to do this on your own this time?  Or do you want me 
to help?"  I asked as he slipped his fingers out.

"Help Only if I can't do IITT!"  she said as Joey stuck his head in.  

She beared down, and after a few moments, Joey announced, "Holy shit!  
I'm IN!  All the way!  Shit!"

Suzi had tears in her eyes, but other than her raised voice talking to 
me, she hadn't uttered a sound.  She opened her eyes, the gave me a 
teary smile.

"I've been working it out on one of those vibrators," Suzi said a little 
shakily.  "It still hurts, but nothing like? <grunt> last time."

I smiled and said, "Smart Sexy Suzi."

After another minute or two, Suzi signaled to Joey to try moving.  
Another minute later, she started to enjoy it, and so did I.  I could 
feel Joey's cock sliding in and out of her ass, and it was a slightly 
different feeling than last time.

After Joey had nearly come, he slowed down, then stopped.

"Okay Tim.  Guess it's time.  Suz, roll on our side with me," Joey said.

Joey and Suzi rolled off me, then laid on their sides while I climbed 
over.

"Shit, Tim.  I'm starting to go soft.  Hurry up and get your fingers in 
me SO I GET hard, yeah <grunt> like thAT!" he said as I stuck the second 
finger in.  I  started to use a little trick I had lifted from someone's 
mind.  I searched and found his prostate, then started to tease it 
gently.  He jerked, stiffened, then became real loose.  It wasn't all 
physical manipulation, but the mental part was very minimal.

Once we were both lubed, I said, "Could you guys roll onto your tummies 
a minute?  Just until I'm in?"

They did.  I told him I was ready, and he said he was too.  I slipped in 
him on the first try.  He was hurting more than Suzi had, but not as 
much as I would be if Joey wanted to do me that day.

Once Joey was enjoying it, the three of us got a rhythm, and pretty soon 
our orgasms were starting to form.  I linked the three of us, and then 
included our guests in the next room once Joey had used his sharing 
link.  They never knew what hit them.  Luckily, the minds of extra 
people who were not contributing stimulation allowed all of us to enjoy 
our simultaneous orgasm without blowing our minds like the last time we 
had tried a three way linked orgasm like that.

Joey had really felt my cum shoot inside him that time.  I had found 
that my father's drink had not only a great taste and acted as an 
aphrodisiac, but also had all the necessary nutrients to recharge 
yourself.  I probably had cum as much in Joey's ass as I had into 
Cindy's mouth his morning.

I closely monitored the birthday boy's mood, and found him wanting to 
fall asleep with my dick in his, and his in hers.  So I forced our dicks 
to stay hard, and soon Joey was asleep.

"Suzi, he's asleep.  How you doin'"

"I'm getting tired of this prick in my ass, if that's what you mean," 
she said half humorously.

"Should we wake him?  Or I can keep him under you can pull off him."

"Just let it go soft, will you?  It's kind of uncomfortable with it hard 
like that and not moving."

"Done."

"Thank you.  Okay.  Keep him under.  I'm gonna... Timmy?  I need to go 
to the bathroom.  Can you.. you know.."

"Go ahead. I'll make sure no one sees you.  No tricks either."

She left. I started to implant my slave commands in the other two, and 
then modified all three so they would not be so... slave-ish all the 
time. Their personalities would show through, and they wouldn't be so go 
happy to do everything.  We could still make them do anything, it just 
wouldn't be.. as simple.

The ceremony of placing the slave rings on the other two was rushed 
because time was getting short.  But we all were dressed and got to the 
busses with out any problems.  Sex with the slaves would have to wait 
for another day.

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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

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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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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

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>This 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)

>The next posting contains:
  Tim, the Teenage MC FAQs - About Rass, Blackie, the Book, and more  

>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 6 - Dreams People Share
(mc, mf, ff, fisting)

Some people have a love for cars, some for horses, others for big 
chested women.  Their eyes constantly scan for the images that excite 
them in a way nothing else can.  I enjoy many of these myself, but the 
weekend following Halloween, my eyes nearly missed the object in the sky 
that would become an object I would drool about.

"What is that," Suzi said, hearing the strange distant buzzing sound.

"Sounds like a plane or something," Joey said, searching the sky with 
his eyes.

The November sunset was as orange as the leaves lining the amusement 
park's horizon.  We were waiting to get on the Screaming Greek one last 
time before we went home, and the sound was starting to attract a lot of 
attention as it grew louder.

The small helicopter was nearly on top of us before it finally came in 
sight, flying not more than thirty feet above us, appearing to be 
looking for someplace to land.

"Shit.  That thing is isn't any bigger than one of my go carts," I 
exclaimed.  Its size excited me, and thoughts of having my own little 
helicopter to fly around in started whirling in my mind. "I'm going to 
go check it out," I said as I got out of line.  

"Okay!  We'll find you when we're done.." Joey's voice said, fading as I 
started to run.

The helicopter actually wasn't looking for a landing spot, just looking.  
Despite its size, it could really move, and I nearly gave up following 
it when it crossed over a section of the park closed to the public.  I 
was out of breath, and figured it would be out of my range by the time I 
made my way around to the other side.

But before I turned to go back to Joey and Suzi, the buzz of the 
helicopter's motor began to change in pitch.

"Cool.  It's landing," I said to myself.

I found an entrance and walked through the gate, simply ignoring the 
sign marked 'employees only'.  The area contained several buildings, a 
few equipment sheds containing things like brooms and the like, and a 
row of lockers where apparently the employees kept their personal 
belongings.

I had to walk around the corner of a building before I found the 
helicopter.  It was only eight or so feet long with an open seat that 
couldn't possibly hold two.  It looked a lot bigger on the ground than 
it did in the air, but nothing as large as my father's personal 
helicopter.

The controls were no where near as complicated as the full size version, 
and what I could see of the engine reminded me of the go cart engines 
Joey and I had rebuilt several times.  The blades were surprisingly 
folded together and tilted at an angle, resting on an arm at the end of 
the body that held their almost twelve foot length just off the ground.

My attention was so caught up in examining the craft that I never 
noticed its pilot coming out of the building behind me.  I almost fell 
into the cockpit when she caught me bending over to look at the flight 
stick.

"Excuse me?  I don't think you're supposed to be back here," the woman 
said.

"Uhm, yeah, I know.  But I wanted to see your helicopter close up and...  
I just think its really cool."

"Thanks.  But I've been told I have to keep looking for someone," she 
said as she stepped up on a foot hold, then grabbed and rotated the 
right blade into position with loud click. "And I can't take time out to 
give some kid a demonstration."

"I take it you don't really want to be looking for this person," I said, 
thinking out loud.

"No, I don't," she said as the other blade clicked into position. Then 
she inserted some kind of pin to apparently lock them into place.

"I can help you find whoever you're looking for.  Just tell me their 
name, and if I find them before you do, could you just answer some 
questions?  I wasn't going to ask for a demonstration.  I mean I already 
saw it fly."

"They've been blasting the guy's name out over the PA for the past half 
an hour.  But the guy's deaf, and a friend of my father's.  If I didn't 
know what he looked like..."

"But what's his name anyway.  His full name if you know it."

"Gregory Steinman, and I don't have any idea what his middle name is.  
Now, you better leave before security catch you in here."

And with that, she put her helmet on and started the engine up, then 
brought the blades to full speed and took off.

I had run around the corner as the flying debris started to sting my 
bare arms, and neck, but didn't hurry myself as I made my way out of the 
employee zone.  I connected to Joey who was still waiting in line and 
asked him to help me sweep the park. 

Joey and I had worked out how to do a sweep the previous week, and this 
was our first real use of it except for the trial runs.  We had started 
working it like a blanket command except without any commands inside our 
imaginary sheet.  But it quickly became clear it would take forever to 
form a blanket big enough to cover the large area we were testing, so we 
had started experimenting with other shapes and concepts, and eventually 
came up with the sweep.

Joey and I began started imagining in our minds that we were gathering 
incredible amounts of energy and containing it inside our head.  Once we 
figured we had enough, we released it all at once, imagining it 
spreading out from the two of us in all directions like sonar pulses of 
mental energy.  The sweeps didn't quite make it to the far reaches of 
the park, but we found our man almost immediately.  He was standing in 
line for the Screaming Greek, twelve heads behind Joey and Suzi.

Figuring she would never find him while he was under the pavilion and 
close to getting on the roller coaster itself, I didn't hurry as I made 
my way there.  The hardest part was to find the helicopter after I lost 
my lock on her mind that I had made during the pulse. Too many people's 
thoughts between us, and I wasn't familiar enough with her mind to find 
it like I could Joey's and Suzi's.

Joey and Suzi came out just as I found her at the far side, still 
frustrated over the fact her father had just ordered her to find him 
like she was one of his employees.  I hadn't realized she was the 
owner's daughter, nor had I noticed she was only seventeen. 

Joey and Suzi needed to leave, not wanting to miss the last chance to 
get the shit scared out of them at a closing haunted house.  We had gone 
to another one last weekend, but once I had been started by the first 
'ghost',  I couldn't keep myself from sensing the next scare.  So they 
understood when I suggested they leave without me.  I could just call a 
limo or maybe get a free ride from someone going that way.

Holly was still five minutes away when Greg walked out the exit, so I 
followed him and kept nudging Holly towards our new positions.  Holly's 
eye caught my smiling face as I pointed towards the ice cream shop.  I 
was about to have to nudge her again when she decided to ignore me, but 
then she saw her target walking out the ice cream shop and noticed me 
walking up to him.

Three minutes later, Holly landed inside a small roped off grassy area 
while I and the thirty-something man stood and waited.  She jumped over 
the knee high fence and took her helmet off before she spoke to us.

"How did you..  Never mind.  Mr. Steinman, your wife called and said 
you're supposed to meet her at the front gate..  well, ten minutes ago.  
Something about your ticket being bumped up and...  Your welcome!" Holly 
cried after the running man.

"I thought you said he was deaf," I said.

"Yeah.  To bad too.  The dumb shit's running the wrong way.  The front 
gate is that way," she said pointing the other direction.

"So, uhm, can you spend a few minutes telling this kid a few things 
about your air craft?"

She looked at me with her head cocked to the side, squinting her eyes 
while she tried to figure me out.  But then she looked up at the sky and 
frowned.

"I have to take Beany back to her trailer before it gets any darker, and 
that will take me at least thirty minutes.  The park is closing in..." 
she said looking at her watch, "about an hour and ten minutes....  Hmm.. 
When does your ride leave?"

"When ever I want.  When I get to a phone, I'm going to call home for a 
limo.  It will take it about forty minutes to get.."

"A limo?  What are you, some kind of rich kid?"

"Depends how you look at it.  Look, the sun's almost set now.  I'll meet 
you at your trailer after I make my phone call, and then we can answer 
each other questions," I said over my shoulder as I walked away.

She stood there a moment before turning to go back to her ship.  After 
she jumped the fence again, the thought suddenly occurred to her I 
couldn't possibly know where the trailer was.  She scanned the local 
area with her eyes, then huffed and got in her craft and started it up.

Holly was rolling the copter into its trailer when I walked up behind 
her and startled her with my hello.

"Shit.  You sure are full of surprises, rich kid." she said.

"My names Tim, not rich kid."

"Sorry.  Holly," she said, offering her hand.

I shook it, then looked at the grease her paw had left on my hand.

"I guess rich kids aren't used to getting their hands dirty," she said, 
tossing a rag to me with a crooked grin.

"Shit.  I had my fair share of engine grease on my hands.  My buddy and 
I built our own go carts, and had to rebuild the engines a couple of 
times before we got it right."

"Oh really. Well, that makes all the difference, doesn't it," she said 
sarcastically.

"Uhm, are you like mad about something?  Besides your dad making you fly 
around on a wild goose chase."

"Oh, don't get me started," she said, flaring her nostrils in a way that 
I found suddenly sexy.  She looked at me for a moment, then sighed and 
said, "I'm sorry, ki.. er, what was your name again?"

"Tim.  Tim Brandton."

"Okay, I'll remember it now.  I guess my step dad just gets under my 
skin sometimes.  So, what do you want to know about Beany?"

I asked her how she got it, what it takes to fly it, standard stuff.  
She had started flying Beany when her stepfather got tired of it and 
offered it to her when she was twelve.  Apparently he hadn't expected 
her to actually stick with it, and if it hadn't been for her mother, he 
would have sold it the next year.

"He uses Beany like a leash sometimes.  Technically she's still his, so 
if I want to keep flying her, I have to work at this damn park.  At 
least the season is almost over...  So, what about you?  You were just 
trying to impress me with that limo line, weren't you," she said 
grinning.

"Would you believe me if I said I wasn't?  I didn't think so.  Well, 
suit yourself.  I can stay as long as I want though.  Uhm, are you done 
with Beany?"

"Yeah, everything but locking the trailer up.  Why?"

"Well, I was hoping we could go back and grab something to eat.  Or at 
least go indoors somewhere.  It's getting kind of cool out, and I didn't 
plan on being her this late otherwise I would have brought my jacket."  

"Okay, but only if you tell me how you found Steinman when you couldn't 
even know what he looked like."

"Hmm..  You want the truth?  Or something you'll believe?" I said, 
rubbing my arms.

"Try the truth first, then we'll go from there.  Come on, you can tell 
me on the way."

We climbed out of the trailer and I helped her close the doors and stood 
watching her lock it.  I wasn't all that cold yet, but I knew she hadn't 
eaten dinner and I wanted to learn more about her and Beany.  And while 
she fought to work the lock shut, I found myself becoming a more 
interested in Holly than Beany, especially her ass.

Holly was only a year and seven months older than I was, and by the time 
we had finished racing to the park's entrance, I was seeing her more 
friendlier side of her personality.  Of course her mood went sour when 
the guy at the front gate said her friend couldn't come in.

"What do you mean?  He was in the park all day, and it's not closing 
time yet."

"So?  Unless he had his hand stamped before six.."

I slid my hand under the violet lamp and said, "See?  My hand is 
stamped."

"Oh.  Okay, you can go in.  But the park closes in thirty minutes.  
You'll have to leave then, you know."

After we walked beyond his hearing distance, Holly said, "I can't 
believe he fell for that.  Didn't he even look at your hand?"

"Sure he looked."

"Nu-uh..  I looked, and there wasn't anything on your.." Holly stopped 
as I held the back of my hand up for her to see it.  "But.. it's only 
supposed to glow when your hand is under the black light.  Tim, you're 
starting to spook me."

"Sorry," I said, waving my other hand over the glowing mark on my left 
hand, making it disappear.  "There's nothing to get spooked about.  It's 
just an illusion."

"What, like an magician?  I don't think.."

"No, more like a hypnotist.  The dork at the gate saw what he expected 
to see when I told him that I had the mark on my hand.  You did the same 
thing.  I doubt what you saw was the same as what he saw."

"Okay, I'll let that one go for now.  So how did you find mister deaf 
and directionless?"

"Oh, that was easy.  I used my magic."

"Sure you did.  Come on, you said you'd tell me."

"Uhm, is pizza okay?" I asked, hearing her stomach growl.

"Yeah, it's this way.  Now stop stalling and spill it. Otherwise I'm 
eating alone."

"Okay, but if I do tell you the truth, you have to promise not to freak, 
okay?"

"Freak?  Listen, kid, you're talking to a girl who flies a helicopter 
with a blade span of twenty feet over an amusement park that has more 
power lines and shit up there than a forest of telephone poles.  I don't 
freak."

"I used a mental sweep."

"A what?"

"Well that's what Joey and I call it.  I'm telepathic, and that's how I 
found your Mr. Gregory Albert Steinman."

"Yeah, right.  Looks like I'll be eating alone then."

"I'm telling you the truth," I thought to her.

"If you are, then why don't you just read my mind or something," she 
said, not catching the fact I had stopped at the entrance of the pizza 
place and she had already walked ten paces in front of me.

"Okay.... Uhm, can't you think of something better than just how big 
Zack's zit is on his nose?"

"That's too easy." she said, as Zack came over to her at the counter.

"What's too easy," Zack said. 

"Nothing, I was just talking to Tim...  Is there any pepperoni left 
Zack?"

"Uhm, yeah, you want it?" he said, figuring Holly was just trying to 
play a trick on him or something.  As far as he could see, no one but he 
and Holly were in the joint.

"Yes, please.  What about you Tim.." she said turning to the empty spot 
she thought I was occupying.

"I'll take the three slices left of the Canadian bacon, if you don't 
mind," I thought to her from across the room.

Holly stared at me for nearly thirty seconds, trying to figure out if I 
was for real. She concluded I had hypnotized her into thinking I hadn't 
moved my lips when I spoke, so she just turned around and asked Zack for 
the Canadian bacon also.

"Huh?" Zack said. "You never eat the CB.  I thought you hated it."

"I do.  It's for my friend over at the door."

"Uhm, what friend," he said, looking straight through me as I sat down 
next to Holly.

"He can't see me," I thought to her.

"Zack. Snap out of it.  I think he's hypnotized you or something.  He's 
sitting in the chair right in front of you."

"Hypnotized me?  Who?" Zack said looking at Holly like she was trying to 
get him.

"Oh never mind.  Just..  never mind.  Can I have a diet coke?"

"And a root beer," I said, making Zack jump as I popped into existence 
to his mind.

"Shit!  Where did you come from?" Zack asked.

"Here and there.  Don't worry about it.  Just hurry up and get our 
drinks like a good boy," I said.  He smiled and hurried over to the soda 
machine, wanting to please us like a little kid who didn't know better.

"So, you're a very good hypnotist?"

"Well, I guess I am, but that's not what I'm doing.  You want me to read 
your mind?  Okay.  You're seventeen years old.  You lost your virginity 
last year to a guy who used to work this very counter, Justin Bram.  You 
liked his sense of humor, and really liked his.."

"Okay... I know I didn't tell you that, so that means you're a friend of 
Justin's.  What's he up too now?  And why is he trying to pull another 
practical joke on me?"

"I've never met him.  Lets me try something else.  The day you were up 
in Beany over the large woods three miles southeast of the far end of 
the park, you noticed a something moving below you.  You followed the 
movement until a herd of deer and a buck stopped in a clearing and 
stared up at you.  You swore they were trying to tell you something, and 
they didn't move or anything, even when you went down closer... should I 
go on?"

"Shit.  I've never told anyone about that.  If I hadn't been so close to 
the ground when Beany's engine stalled, I would have crashed and 
probably gotten killed.  Those deer saved my life."

"Yeah, and you never saw them again, and the reason Beany stalled was 
because she had a leak in the oil line.  And here is something you 
didn't already know.  Your dad is planning to sell her when the park 
closes for the season."

"What? He wouldn't dare.  Are you trying to pull something?"

"Nope.  I'll prove it to you.  But you'll have to trust me.  And no, I 
don't think you're gullible.  Zack, come over here.. and stop picking at 
that thing.  It's already bleeding."

"Uhm, what," Zack said, a little embarrassed by his popped zit.

"Holly here thinks I've hypnotized you and her into seeing and hearing 
things.  But she also knows that you can't make people do things that 
they find morally objectionable.  So, Holly.  You think Zack is a scum 
ball, don't you."

"Uhm..."

"It's okay, he won't remember anything you say."

"Okay then.  Yes, he's shit," she said, watching Zack smile at her 
afterwards.

"Then you wouldn't want to kiss him?"

"No.." she said sarcastically.

"You wouldn't want to stick your tongue in his mouth, run your hands 
down his scrawny chest, and pull his little dick out of his pants?"

"NO!  And you can't make me either."

"I couldn't if I was using hypnosis, but you're not hypnotized."

"You're starting to piss me off.  And Zack, stop looking at.... Oh, 
Zack.. OH!" she said suddenly grabbing him, pulling him on the counter 
while frenching him madly.  Zack's eyes were flickering around wildly 
before he realised her hands were starting to slide down his chest 
towards his growing lump in his pants.  His eyes closed the moment her 
fingers undid his jeans button, then he moaned into her mouth as her 
steady fingers pulled his actually respectable sized dick out of his 
undershorts.

"Holly..." I said, realizing she wasn't coming out of her lustful daze.

"HOLLY!  You're kissing SHIT, remember?"

She gave a squawk as she almost fell down.  She was breathing really 
hard, and I found myself arroused almost as much as the jerking off 
counter boy was.

"Shit!  You fucken pricks! Shit!" Holly said to me and Zack.

"Zack, stop before you make a mess... And you better put that thing 
away.  Here comes the boss."

"Oh, shit," Zack said, rolling off the counter and hitting the floor 
with a thud. He had just gotten back on his feet when Holly's stepfather 
and another man walked in looking rather angry.

"Holly, I'm through with your attitude!" he shouted.  "You deliberately 
moved Beany's truck and trailer so the boys couldn't take it back to the 
shop.  Why?"

"What?" Holly said alarmed.  "I didn't move her!"

"Oh and I suppose you weren't the one who left this message," he said 
shoving the note into her face. 

"Dad, I know about you wanting to sell Beany.  I'm running away with 
this wonderful guy I met today and we're taking her with me.  - Holly..  
But I didn't write this!" she cried.

"Oh, and I suppose you weren't spying on me when I accepted Heinz's 
offer to sell Beany to him.  You're a little sneak and a liar.."

"SO! You WERE going to sell Beany!" Holly said, flaring her sexy 
nostrils again.  "You...  You..."

"Don't say it!  All I want to hear from you is were Beany is!  Otherwise 
you can forget your money for College!"

"She doesn't know where it is," I said.

"What? Who the hell are you!  Her latest worm to dangle?"

"I'm the guy who had Beany moved.  You're not going to sell her."

"The fuck I'm not!  You! Er, Zack.  Call Security down here right now.  
And for God's sake, zip up your fly!" he said with a pained expression.

"Zack, don't," Holly said.  "I don't care if you take away the money my 
REAL dad left for me..."

"Holly, it's in your name," I thought to her.  "Only you can access it, 
but only after you turn eighteen." 

"Shit!  You can't even touch MY money, can you!  You're the sneak and 
the liar.  I bet you don't even own Beany.  It was my real dad's, you 
know."

I hadn't known that.  I checked her stepfather's mind, and found that 
Beany was legally his, even though it had been an oversight on her 
mother's part.

"Oh, you are a weasel, aren't you Larry," I said.  "Zack, why don't you 
stop standing around and start cleaning up like you usually do.  You can 
ignore what ever we say or do."

"Look, you little piece of shit.  My employees do not take orders from a 
trespasser.  Cody, take mister big mouth down to where ever he moved 
Beany to, then turn him over to the police.  He was caught trying to rob 
the pizza house cash register."

"Tim, maybe you better run," Holly said starting to panic.

I just winked at her and stood still as Cody the gorilla came over and 
grabbed me by the neck.

"AARRGGHH!!!" Cody screamed, pulling his hand back and looking at it.

"What!" Larry cried surprised.

"He's hot!"

"What?  Stop fucking around.  Grab him and go!"

"But... " he said, testing my shirt to see if I was still hot.  "Okay, 
he's.. ARRRRGGG!" he cried when he tried to grab my neck again.

"What the fuck!" Larry said.  "Cody, what's wrong with you," he said as 
he grabbed my arm and held it out to Cody.

"But...  I tell you, he burnt my hand.. Twice!"

"Cody, are you doing drugs again?  Now take his arm and get the fuck out 
there before I fire your ass.  Hey!  What they fuck are you doing!" 
Larry cried as Zack mopped the floor along with Larry's shoes.

"Say Holly.." I said, watching poor Zack suddenly lose his balance and 
slide across the wet floor on his back.  "If I made your turd of a 
stepfather sign Beany over to you, would you let me take her up tomorrow 
for a little while?"

"Oh hho hoo.. Tim, I'd even have your baby if you did that," she said.  
When my eyebrows shot up, she added.  "Only a figure of speech."

I smiled, knowing it hadn't completely been a figure of speech.  But 
first things first.

"Yo, slime ball," I called, looking straight at Larry.

"That's it.  Okay, punk, I'll take care of you myself," Larry said, 
taking off his jacket.  

He walked up to me, grabbed my shoulder, and was about to shove me 
forward when I said, "Excuse me.  What's your name, little boy?"

He blinked, then let my arm go and stood blinking, looking around and at 
everyone.

"What's your name?" I repeated.

"Dicky," he replied.

"What's you're last name?"

"Strodmyer.  My name is Dicky Strodmyer."

"What do you want to do for Holly, Dicky."

"I want to.. uhm...  Oh, give her that flying thingy."

"What else?"

"Oh, I want to play with her.  I think she's so much fun!  Can I play?  
Can I?"

"Okay, Holly," I said as the man/child jumped up and down.  "I'll meet 
you at your house at...  10:00 am okay for you?  Until then, have fun 
with Dicky here.  He'll go back to his normal lovable self after we 
leave tomorrow morning."

"Oh hoo ho ho.  Tim...  Oh ho hoho.  I think I love you."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever.  Look, my limo is here, so I'm gonna go home.  
You have fun with your new friend, and I'll see you in the morning," I 
said, pushing the door open.

"Uhm, Tim?" she called after me a few moments later from the door.

"Yeah?" I said, hoping she was going to ask me to spend the night.

She hesitated as she looked at me, turning a little red before she said, 
"Oh! Where's Beany?

"Right where you left her, silly."

"Oh, right.  Thanks.  Uhm, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.." Holly said a 
little too slowly.  But then she brightened and let the door shut behind 
her saying, "Come here, Dicky.  I want a horsy back ride."

"Wow.  Maybe she does like me," I said, barely keeping myself from 
peaking and learning for sure.  I sighed and walked towards the front 
entrance deep in thought, and almost ran into two women who were nervous 
about something and were walking quickly in the direction I had just 
came.

I didn't resist peaking in their heads, and didn't expect to find 
anything as interesting as I did.  The two college girls were looking 
for a place safe to sleep without the staff finding them, then have 
another day at the park without paying for it.  But what interested me 
the most was the fact they were lovers, and they were wet just 
anticipating what they wanted to do once they found their hideout.

Naturally I followed them, feeling pretty horny from reading what they 
were feeling for each other.  I wasn't sure how I would fit into their 
plans, but at the least I wanted to watch if not participate some how.

They snuck into a small concession shack they had noticed hadn't been 
used all day.  I sat down on a bench, planning to wait for their 
activities to begin before entering, and was concentrating on what they 
were doing when their plans were brought to a sudden end.  I hadn't 
noticed a security guard watching them enter the shack, and was as 
surprised as they were when he and another guard caught them topless 
inside.

"Well, well, well.  Looky what we have here," the bigger of the two 
guards said. "I don't remember these two paying their overnight fee."

"Fee?" Lisa said frightened, covering herself.

"Aren't you friends of Barbara?" the other guard asked.

"No.." Nicky said, putting her bra on.  "And we're not paying any fee." 
She had been startled by the men's intrusion, but she had recovered her 
wits and wasn't about to let the men have their way with them.

"Don't say no until you hear what the fee is," the first one said, 
leaving his hungry eyes pointed at her chest.

"What.  A blow job?" Nicky said sarcastically as she tossed Lisa her 
shirt then put her own on.

"Oh, nothing so easy as that," the second one said shutting the door.  
"A blow job is just the membership fee.  And since you have entered our 
club house.."

"Excuse me," I said poking my head inside the door.  "Is this where I 
get my refund?  Larry said to find someone in a blue shirt to get a 
refund."

"This isn't no fucken customer service hut.  Get the fuck.."

"Wait!" Nicky said, pulling Lisa with her past the two goons.  "I know 
where the refund hut is.  HEY let her go!" She said when the first guard 
had grabbed Lisa's arm.

"Get out of here, kid.  This is a security matter."

"Oh wait a sec.  I see Larry now.  HEY Larry!  Your guy here says you 
won't give me a refund.  Ma's not going to like.."

"SHIT!" the second guard said.  "He's talking to the boss!"

"What?...  So?  Just means we take these two bitches out and say we 
caught them sneaking in here.  We're just doing our job."

"Doing your JOB?!" Nicky said before kicking the second jerk in the 
balls when he tried to grab her.  Despite the fact he was wearing a cup, 
he doubled over, then fell on the ground when Nicky hit his neck with 
both fists.

Lisa had flipped the first guard onto his back right after Nicky had 
kicked the second.  I clapped while they stood over their work to make 
sure they were done, and almost had to defend myself when they both 
turned around and prepared to do the same to me.

"Hey! I'm on your side.  I saw them following you at a distance, and 
thought they were acting kinda perverted.  Looks like you didn't need my 
help, though." I said watching the first one struggle to get up to his 
feet.

"Put your FUCKING hands on your heads," he said, drawing his gun.

"Shit." Nicky said.

"Uhm, unless you're going to do some kind of cool kick,  maybe you'd 
like some help after all?" I asked.

"ALL of you, put your hands on your head.  I'm not going to say it 
again."

Nicky sighed and both she and Lisa raised their hands.

"You too, mister nosy," he said, pointing the gun at me.

"I have a better idea.  Why don't you put the pea shooter away before my 
friend here fires your ass for pointing a gun at dear close personal 
friend of your boss."

"What friend?" the guard asked.

"This friend," Cody said opening the door wide and towering behind me 
with his over six foot height of muscle.  "Come on girls, the party is 
over.  I'll pretend you were never here if you leave the park right 
now."

"Thanks," Nicky said.  Even Nicky was a little intimidated by Cody.  But 
then who wouldn't be?

"Yeah, thanks," I said to Cody, giving him the ten second high I 
promised him.  I made sure he would never do drugs again before I closed 
my connection to his mind, then left him to terrorize the security guard 
into closing his club down for good.  

The two security guards had made a deal with a few teenage girls in the 
past to let them stay in the park overnight for a blowjob like Nicky had 
guessed.  They hadn't really been planning to force them into anything, 
but Nicky's sarcasm had prompted them to give the two college girls a 
good scare.  I really don't think they would have done anything, but the 
two girls didn't know that.

Speaking of which, I had to run and catch up with the two quickly 
departing lesbians, who were hoping just to get out without anyone 
arresting them.

"Hey, wait up!" I cried.

Nicky turned her head and replied, "Sorry!  Thanks for your help, but 
we're not interested!"

"Not interested in what?" I said as I reached them.

"Look, kid," Lisa said.  "We appreciate what you did, but we're not 
going to kiss your ass in gratitude."

"Who said anything about kissing ass?  All I wanted to do was offer you 
a ride in my limo.  Maybe even watch you two make out if you're 
still..."

Both women stopped dead in their tracks and were looking at me with 
angry eyes.

"What were you doing?  Following us?  Spying on us?  Listening to what 
we were saying?" Nicky demanded.

"Something like that.  How come you two don't have sex while you're in 
your dorm room?"

The anger they had displayed was replaced by shock, but then quickly 
went back to anger.

"Listen, kid.  If you know what is good for you, I better never see.."

"Name's Tim, and you didn't answer my question.  Considering you would 
have been put in the pokey if I hadn't come along, can't you just answer 
a few questions?  It's not like I could force you into something if you 
didn't want to do, you know," I lied.

Nicky looked at Lisa, who shrugged and said, "All right.  I guess we do 
owe you something."

"But don't get any ideas," Nicky warned.  "Compared to those two 
bastards back there, I could take you out with one hand tied behind my 
back."

"Cool," I said and started to walk with them towards the entrance again. 
"So?" I prompted.

"You've never been in a dorm before, I suppose, so I guess you don't 
know how thin the walls are.  You can almost hear your neighbors 
breathing, it's so bad.  Everyone on the floor would know it if we tried 
something, especially with Lisa."

"Those people called the front desk that time because YOU couldn't shut 
up.  I was just getting into it when the hotel manager knocked on our 
door.  I can't believe we paid for a hotel room we...  Is that your 
limo?"

"Yep.  I can drop you off where ever you want.  I don't think the buses 
run this late.  That is how you were planning to get back, isn't it?"

"What did you do, follow us off the freaken bus?"  Lisa said, suddenly 
very hostile.

"Nope. Just observant.  I mean," I said, waving my hand across the empty 
parking lot, "unless you were planning to walk home or get a cab, you 
must have been planning to take the bus.  But you weren't planning on 
getting caught, were you."

"Sorry," Lisa said.  "Those two jerks just... you know."

"Will you really take us all the way back to campus?  It's a good three 
hour drive from here," Nicky admitted.

"I didn't know that.  No wonder you wanted to spend another day here.  
But yeah, that's fine.  If anything else, I can sleep on bed during the 
trip home...  Ah, shit."

"What?" Lisa said, hoping I wasn't going to take back my offer.

"I didn't realize which limo this was until I saw who the driver was.  
Oh well.  I don't suppose you will mind for a little more female 
company, will you," I said getting in after the driver opened the door.

"Nicky, Lisa, meet Vicki and Carol," I said, not hiding my smile as the 
two college girls stared at the two nude women.

"Hhhi," Nicky said, always the one to get her wits back first.

"Hello," they replied.

"Uhm, Lisa, you're going to have to get your other foot in the door.  
The driver would like to shut it?"

"Sorry," Lisa said as she sat down right next to Nicky.

"Are you thirsty?  We have soda, ginger ale, and other stuff.  Or maybe 
you would care for some of this?" I said, getting the bottle of the 
light purple colored drink out.

"I don't think we want anything alcoholic," Nicky replied, looking very 
unsure about the situation.

"Hey, where are we going?" Lisa said, realizing the car was getting on 
the highway already.  "We haven't even told you where our dorm is."

"You go to Southeast State, right?  Well, that's were we're going.  
Relax.  If I'm trying to trick you into something, you can always beat 
me up, you know."

They looked at each other, then Lisa said, "Maybe I will have a glass 
of... What is it?  It doesn't look like anything I've seen in a bar 
before."

"That's because it's a family recipe, and it doesn't have any alcohol in 
it.  But it's really good.  And just so you don't think I'm trying to 
drug you.." I said, pouring a third glass and handing them theirs.  
"I'll drink it too."

They both smelled the bubble-gummy aroma, then took a small sip each.  I 
really didn't want to drink mine because it would cloud my mind with 
ideas I shouldn't have.  But I downed it anyway, figuring Carol or Vicki 
would satisfy me easy enough if I required it.

They started to relax as we made small talk, and after a few minutes, I 
knew the drink was starting to have its effect on them.  Of course I was 
starting to feel it myself, but some people take longer than others.

Finally after watching them squirm for five minutes, Nicky said, "So are 
you supposed to fuck them, or just look at them?"

"Why?  You looking to do the fucking?" I teased.

"I think if I don't start something soon, I'm going to go nuts," Lisa 
admitted, giving Nicky a desperate look.

"Hey, you two were looking for someplace private to fool around.  Well, 
if you don't mind me watching and maybe even fooling around with Vicki 
or Carol, you can moan as loud as you want.  The driver is used to it.  
I promise I won't touch you."

Despite their distrust of my intentions, they couldn't hold back any 
longer.  And once they started kissing, they forgot all about me.  Of 
course I helped them in that respect.

Nicky's hands were inside Lisa's pants before I realized they were 
trying to strip without stopping their kissing.  I watched them undo the 
fasteners on their tops, noting that they had probably worn them just so 
they wouldn't have to pull them over their heads.  I awaited the breast 
unavailing with some anticipation.  Lisa's tits had unusually large 
nipples for such a small breasted woman.  I wanted to get a closer look, 
then perhaps use a little mental deception to sample the unusual 
cuisine.

To my disappointment, they moved on to their jeans first.  Their wiggles 
and worming while frantically exchanging saliva was quite entertaining, 
and I found myself almost unable to resist interfering.

"Shit," I said to myself.  "Vicki, Carol, looks like I'm gonna need your 
services."

They immediately began stripping the clothes off me, and in moments I 
was having my dick and nipples expertly sucked and tenderized.

I returned my attention towards the two now nude guests.  Lisa was 
slowly pushing Nicky onto her back, still kissing as they had been. They 
slid themselves down the seat until Lisa was laying on top of Nicky, 
completely stretched out.  Lisa sent her hand between their crotches and 
start fingering them both while Nicky ran her own hands to Lisa's ass.  
My moan was almost as loud as Lisa's when Nicky inserted her finger in 
Lisa's ass.

Watching Nicky fuck Lisa with her finger made me blow my load into 
Vicki's waiting mouth, then I almost did it again when Lisa allowed 
herself to be guided my Nicky's intruding finger to move her crotch up 
to Nicky's face.  Nicky didn't allow Lisa to turn around when Lisa tried 
to assume a sixty nine position.  Instead, Lisa found herself facing the 
window with a finger up her ass and a tongue up her slit, moaning and 
groaning as Nicky fucked her ass and cunt.

The scene got me so hot that I pulled Vicki up beside me and had her lay 
on her back.  When I mounted her, Vicki started to cry.  But when I 
asked her if I had done something wrong, she simply begged me to 
continue.  I found out later Vicki hadn't been fucked for nearly two 
months.

I started pumping my teen cock into the well fucked pussy, finding her 
muscle contractions inside to be very pleasurable.  I was constantly 
having trouble keeping it in, however, but Vicki remedied that by moving 
her legs up into the air, making my dick fall out again and slap against 
her winking asshole.

Her ass was much better, but no where near the tightness I had come to 
expect from anal sex.  Never the less, I started to fuck her backdoor, 
getting some very nice moans from Vicki's open mouth.  Poor Carol just 
sat by and watched, not even playing with her very aroused knob.  She 
would never give herself the pleasure she desired, my father having made 
her unable to think of such a thing.  The only thing she could do was 
sit and look as sexy and desirable as possible.

And to give her credit, Carol did that well.  Her legs spread, her 
vaginal lips puffy and glistening with her juices, only upstaged by her 
pussy gaping open and her clitoris poking out at an amazing height.  
When my eyes had taken all this in, Vicki found herself coming from the 
surge in my lust.  She was still humping air when I nearly leapt onto 
the awaiting Carol, and it wasn't until her orgasm ended that Vicki 
realized she had been out slutted by Carol once again.

My eyes were shut while I fucked Carol shit hole, but snapped opened 
when I heard Lisa's scream.  A tidal wave of lust flowed from my eyes 
and crashed into every corner of my body from the sight of both of 
Nicky's arms ending at Lisa's crotch and ass.

Lisa jerked again with a scream of pain and pleasure as her lover sank 
her hands into Lisa's insides even deeper.  Nicky's eyes were as fogged 
over with lust as Lisa's, and within seconds so were mine.

I made Carol turn so I could fuck and watch, not that I really needed to 
do so since I came less than a minute later.  As Nicky began to pull her 
hand of her tired puppet's ass, my dick started to complain from my 
continued humping.

The sight of Nicky's shit covered hand made me agree with my softening 
tool, making  Carol cum hard before pulling my own shit covered digit 
out.

I quickly retrieved the baby wipes and the big white cloth towels from 
the storage area under the little fridge.  After I had myself in fair 
shape, I canceled the commands to Nicky's mind than allowed her to 
ignore my very existence.

Nicky's eyes caught my movement as I carried the wipes and towels over 
to her.  She was holding her hand away from her and Lisa, and quite 
frankly it was stinking up the place.  As I started pulling the wipes 
out by the handful, she suddenly caught the sight of my soft exposed 
dick.

When I offered her the wad of wipes, she quickly glanced back up to my 
face before blushing slightly and averting her eyes to Lisa's face. Lisa 
was just laying on top of her asleep, using Nicky's breasts as a pillow, 
noisily sucking air in through her open mouth.  Nicky's other arm was 
trapped between them, and was probably starting to feel a little numb.  
But even as I cleaned her shitty hand up, Nicky didn't move a muscle in 
fear of waking her lover up.

While my curiosity screamed for me to peak into their heads, I decided I 
would just talk instead.  So when I finished cleaning her up, I sealed 
the stuff up in a small plastic bag, then operated the cabin's air 
controls to get rid of the strong smell.  Both Carol and Vicki fought 
their drowsiness, just in case I wanted anything else.  I told them to 
go ahead and sleep, and I would join them after my guests were home.

I sat on the edge of the bed watching Nicky watch the two slaves curl up 
against each other and finally fall asleep.  I caught her looking at my 
nude body before I finally spoke.

"You've never seen a guy naked before, have you?" I asked.

Her answer was in her blush, and then confirmed it with nod.

"How come?  I mean, you're obviously interested."

"Not really.  I just never seen one that wasn't made to look... big or 
supposingly sexy.  But yours is... so small and.... I'm sorry.  I just 
meant it was.. soft?"

"Oh..  You should have seen it twenty minutes ago.  It was so hard I 
could have dented steal with it.  Especially when I saw your hands in... 
her.  Man, that was the horniest thing I have ever seen.  And believe 
me, I've seen some perverted shit."

Nicky was having another blush fit when accidentally moved her buried 
arm and flinched from the discomfort.

"Let me help you," I said, reaching to lift Lisa's chest up.  

Nicky immediately slapped my hands before I could touch Lisa and said, 
"Keep your fucken hands to yourself."

"I was only trying to help," I muttered, feeling a little cross.

Nicky closed her eyes from the strong unpleasant tingling her arm was 
sending her, struggling to pull it out without waking Lisa.  This time 
when I reached out to help, Nicky didn't realize it until she had pulled 
her arm free.

After I let go of Lisa's sides, I took Nicky's arm and gently began 
rubbing circulation back into it.  I manipulated her nerves so she found 
my caressing quite soothing while removing the discomfort she was 
feeling.

"Wow.." she finally breathed.  "That really is making it feel better."

"You're welcome," I said, smiling.  "So, do you two do this often?"

"What? Sleep in the nude on top of each other?  Or the other bit."

"Well, both.  If you don't mind."

"You keep rubbing my arm like that, I'll tell you anything you want to 
know.  You should get a job at a massage parlor."

"Heh.  Problem is, I'd probably spend too much time having sex with my 
customers to do much massaging."  Then I added, "But I'm not planning to 
have sex with you."

"Better not be...  Ohhh.." she said as I started using my magic touch on 
her arm for just a moment.  "Whatever you just did, don't stop.."

"I didn't do anything that I haven't been doing," I lied.  "Come on.  So 
how many times have you done that."

She though about it a few moments, then she said, "Okay....  I've fisted 
Lisa's, er, pussy twice before, and she did it to me once.  But this was 
the first time we ever did anything like that, especially to her butt.  
If I had know how much of a mess it would be, I wouldn't have done it.  
But we had teased each other, and I just got so horny thinking about it, 
I just went and did it."

"How long have you two been lovers?"

"Since high school...  I can't believe how good you're making my arm 
feel.  Where the hell did you learn how to do this?"

"I can't tell you.  If I did, I'd have to fuck you," I said with a 
wicked grin.  But then I said seriously, "Would you like to feel 
something else even better?  It's not sexual."

"Not unless you tell me first," she said, giving me a grin herself.

"If you knew what's supposed happen, it probably wouldn't work.  Just 
trust me.  I haven't tried anything so far, have I?"

"No, I guess not.  Go ahead."

I took her other hand and gently placed both palms beside Lisa's knot at 
the top her neck.

"Okay, close your eyes and relax.  When you feel it coming, don't tense 
up or try and force it.  Just let it come to you."

She nearly jumped as my hands rubbing her arms started to make her palms 
feel tingly. Nicky was a very self assured woman with a quick mind and a 
strong will.  I felt she probably could handle anything without 
panicking, and my suspicions were justified in this case.

"I...  feel it.." she whispered.

"What do you feel?" I asked, stopping my rubbing since she believed it 
had done what it had supposed to do.

"I can feel Lisa...  dreaming?  It's almost.. like.. I'm.. inside her 
dream.." Nicky barely whispered before she went completely limp.

"Sweet dreams, ladies," I said yawning.  I watched their merged minds 
dream about a house they wanted to buy so they could live together and 
never worry about being too loud again.  I was tempted to make the dream 
come true for them, but as I moved in between the two on the bed, I 
realized that they hadn't given me a single reason to do something like 
that for them.  So I dropped the idea and went to sleep as their minds 
started to fuck each other.

We all woke up when the driver notified us we were approaching the 
campus.

"Tim?" Nicky said as they hurried to get dressed.

"Yeah?" I said looking up from Lisa's panty covered ass.

"Why did you help us?  Or more importantly, why didn't you try something 
when we were asleep?" she said, reaching down for her jeans.

"Because you weren't interested in doing anything with me.  I guess I 
was curious to see what gay women were like.  I've seen girls have sex 
with each other, but they were bi.  I knew they wanted me to fool around 
with them too."

"Okay, you answered my first question, but not my second.  Why didn't 
you do something when we were helpless?"

I frowned at that, then reason became clear to me.

"Because you weren't any more helpless than you were before, or even 
now.  If I had wanted to do something, I could have done it at any 
time."

"What do you mean?" Lisa said, finished getting dressed before Nicky.  
"We'd kick your ass if you tried anything funny."

Nicky looked at me for a moment then said, "I'm not so sure about that 
Lisa.  There's something weird about him."

"Weird?  Gee, thanks," I said as the limo stopped.  "Well, here's your 
stop.  Thank you for an interesting show." I said a little tired of 
their lack of gratitude.

"Thanks for the lift," Lisa said, getting out.

"Yeah, thanks," Nicky said, stepping out behind her.

But then Nicky got back in and crawled onto the bed, right up to my 
surprised face.  Vicki and Carol sleepy watched as Nicky silently gave 
me a very deep kiss.  I nearly bit her when her hand started feeling my 
crotch.  But she was more surprised by her own arousal triggered by my 
dick getting hard in her hand.

I said, "Thanks," as she crawled back off the bed.

She turned head and smiled saying, "Thank you! For being a nice guy I 
mean.  Look us up next time you're in town.  I'd like to try sharing a 
dream or two with you."

And with that she shut door, leaving me sitting there with my mouth 
hanging open.

"I might just do that, Nicole Faye Smith.  I just might," I said before 
laying down.  

I will always remember my dream I had that night.  Flying Beany.... with 
someone's fist up my ass.  That was one dream I hoped would never come 
true.

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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip

Chapter IX:  10th Grade, Fall 1986
Part 7 - Holly's Favorite Dicky
(mc, mf)

The next morning, I walked up on the porch and almost touched my finger 
to the button when the door was opened by Dicky wearing a woman's one 
piece swimming suit.

"Oh, Dicky is glad to see you.  Could you help me?" he said, turning 
around.

"I see you've been having a lot of fun," I said, pulling the zipper up.  
"How's the wife?"

"Mrs. wants Dicky to stay.  Mrs. doesn't want mean old Larry back."

"And how does Larry feel about that?" I asked with a frown.

"Larry very angry.  Larry wants to hurt Mrs.  Dicky doesn't want Mrs. to 
get hurt.  Is Dicky going to have to leave Mrs?"

"You are Larry, Dicky.  Why does Larry get so mad?"

"Larry doesn't want to fail.  Daddy always whipped Larry when he failed.  
Made Larry so mad when he tried and tried and tried, but couldn't make 
Daddy happy.  That's why Larry hit Daddy and ran away."

I noticed Holly and a woman obviously her mother standing off to the 
side listening.

"Dicky, is Daddy still alive?"

"Oh no.  Daddy died...  ten years ago.  Larry sad..  Daddy never saw his 
park.  I wanted to show him.."

"Larry, tell me why you built an amusement park?  Why didn't you spend 
your wife's fortune on something else?"

"Because.. I..  Larry wanted to have fun.  We never had fun after Mommy 
died."

"Larry, do you still want to have fun?  Do you remember what fun is?"

"Larry has no time for fun.  He has to work hard and prove to Daddy..."

"Okay, Dicky.  Why don't the five of us go sit down and figure out what 
is best for everyone, then maybe Dicky and Larry will both be happy for 
once."

The four of us sat down in their large living room, Dicky fidgeting with 
his bathing suit's empty cups.

"Uhm, is it okay if I call you Rose?  It would be easier to call you 
that than Mrs. Strodmyer when talking to Larry."

"That's fine.  Holly told me you hypnotized him?"

"No..  Holly, I thought you understood.  I haven't hypnotized one single 
person that you've seen.  But don't worry about that.  I want to know 
what you want.  I can't leave Larry as Dicky.  I take it Dicky told you 
everything?"

"Yes.  Most of it I pretty much already suspected.  But I'll give him 
credit for one thing.  He did turn his amusement park into a profitable 
business."

"Do you still love him?"

"I.. I'm not sure I can answer that.  I used to, but he's not the person 
I thought he was."

"Dicky, is Larry listening to everything?"

"Yes.  Larry hears."

"Tell us, does Larry love Rose?"

"Yes.  Dicky loves Rose too.  Does Mrs. love Dicky?"

"I'm not sure who Dicky is.." she replied, looking at me.

"Dicky is Larry's... er... You know how they say everyone had a child 
inside of them?  Well, meet Larry's."

"Then, yes.  I love Dicky."

"Larry wants to tell Rose he's sorry for..  things."

"Larry, do you love Rose enough to sign the park over to her?"

We waited for an answer, watching Dicky use his fingers to make the cups 
move around.

"Dicky, did Larry hear?"

"Larry hear.  Larry in pain.  He can't give up park before he shows 
Daddy, but he doesn't want to lose Rose."

"How can Larry show Daddy, when Daddy is dead?"

"Larry doesn't know.  Maybe in heaven.  Will Dicky go to heaven?"

"All good boys go to heaven.  Larry might not, but Dicky will," I said, 
knowing it didn't really work that way.

"Can Dicky go to heaven now?  He could take message to Daddy so he knows 
Larry did it.  Dicky wants Daddy to be proud of him."

"Dicky, sleep," I said and then helped him lay backwards on the floor.  
"I don't know what to tell him.  I mean, I'm not sure what that will do 
to him if he thinks the child inside him died and went to heaven."

"Can't you just leave him like he is?  I like Dicky," Holly said 
honestly.

"No, I can't.  Dicky and Larry are the same person.  They're just 
different parts of him.  Like when you are deciding whether you should 
risk flying through a group of trees.  Part of you doesn't want to risk 
it, part of you loves the risk.  Dicky wouldn't be able to cope if left 
by himself like this.  The rest of Larry's mind has to be given control 
again.  Dicky is just a small fraction of what he needs to stay alive. 
Right now, he's extremely handicapped.

"Rose, what do you want to do?  I can turn him into what ever you want 
as long as most of what Larry is doesn't change."

"Can you just let his father see his park and tell him he did a good 
job?  Then maybe he can relax and enjoy it."

"Hmm.  Okay.  But I'll need someone to pretend he's his dad.  Did you 
ever meet him?"

"Yes, at our wedding."

I could tell she didn't care to expand on that.

"Okay, tell you what.  Rose, for two hours today, you are going to be 
his father.  I'll copy everything Larry expects his father to say and 
how he would react into your head, then while I'm buzzing around in 
Beany, Holly can go with you and make sure nobody interferes.  And don't 
worry, Rose.  You'll still have control of your actions.  You will know 
exactly how Larry expects his father to act, that's all.  Whether you 
act the part out is up to you."

An hour and a half later, Holly and I was standing next to Beany after 
unfurling her blades and checking everything for problems.

"If Beany starts to cough, just.."

"Turn the throttle down a bit, then bring it back up.  I know everything 
you know about flying Beany, Holly.  How many times do I have to tell 
you?"

"I'm sorry. I'm just a little nervous about someone else flying her.  
She's mine now, and I don't want to lose her."

"Oh, thanks.  Well, I think I'm ready." I said, slipping the helmet on 
and starting the engine.

"Hey!" she said, tapping the helmet.  I looked up at her and almost 
didn't have time to respond to her kiss.

"Good luck!" she said as the engine roared up to take off speed.

"Good luck to both of us," I thought to her.

Beany lifted off the ground and soon I was flying above the tree tops.  
I loved every moment of being in the air, totally free, buzzing and 
hovering like a bee.  I did short hops, then long ones, and eventually 
just flew where ever my heart desired.

I had to refuel a few times, but I had bought the gas I was using, so it 
wasn't like I was taking advantage of them.  When my two hours were up 
and I landed for the last time,  I knew I would be doing it again 
someday.  Maybe not in Beany, but in some kind of open air helicopter.  
It was my new dream.

I did the regular maintenance on Beany as I waited for Holly to return.  
She drove up about forty minutes after my landing and smiled to let me 
know everything had worked out fine.

"My mom and dad were on the Screaming Greek when I left them.  They are 
acting like a pair of kids.  Did you do something to them?"

"Yeah.  I made them want to have fun together.  That is if you don't 
mind your mom having fun with her husband."

"Larry is like a totally different person.  But he's not, either.  It's 
pretty.."

"Romantic?  Maybe.  Right now, romance is about a million miles away 
from their minds.  She pulled him into one of the storage sheds and 
they're making out like a couple of teenagers.."

We talked for over an hour, starting with her parents, but quickly moved 
to the topic we both had in common, flying in Beany. 

Sitting on the edge of the trailer, we shared our excitement and 
experiences, and later I even took her flying, Timmy style.  Holly was 
more of a dare devil than Penny or Suzi had been, and I had to keep 
switching birds a lot quicker in fear she was wearing them out. On the 
seventeenth bird, I announced I was getting tired and returned her 
senses to her own body.

We spent another fifteen minutes repeating a lot of our favorite bits of 
the past two days before we fell silent and just listened to the sounds 
of the park in the distance.

I slipped my hand over hers, and she nearly tore my arm off pulling me 
to her for a kiss.  Our kiss got very hot very fast, and the next thing 
I knew, I was sitting in her lap with my hands going down the back of 
her jeans.  We broke our lips apart and took a breather, staring into 
each other's faces, watching each other become more aroused by the way 
we looked at each other.

Beany's trailer was way out in the deserted parking lot, and to both of 
us it was the perfect place to make love.  We both knew it would be a 
one night stand, but something about our shared love for flying in Beany 
made us lust for each other's body in a way we had never felt before.

Holly slipped her hands up into my shirt and worked it over my head 
without turning it inside out.  But before she could put her mouth on my 
male nipples as she had planned, I got up and went further inside the 
trailer to where we wouldn't be dangling our legs over the edge.

I had just sat down when Holly leapt on me, pushing me on my back while 
she slobbered her mouth's juices all over my chest, working her way down 
to my belly button.

Her mouth's efforts drove my lust to take a more active role, so I 
turned on my magic fingers, reached down to her shoulders and started to 
massage the tingly feeling into her skin.  Holly slowly began 
unconsciously working her way back up, craving my finger's touch to 
cover greater areas of her surface.  Once her mouth was again at a 
nipple, I had no trouble getting her top and bra off, and then began 
freely wandering my hands over her naked skin.

Holly's will was very strong.  She fought against my soothing touch, 
keeping herself focused enough to continue her oral administrations to 
my chest.  But I was tiring of being the recipient.  Besides, better to 
give than to receive, I always say.

Instead of just taking over, I pulled her up to me, and we sucked on 
each others mouths and faces on a equal basis.  But our desire to push 
the other into a unresisting state only allowed that continue for a few 
minutes.

After I countered two attempts to lower her mouth again, I made my own 
move by making her breasts start to tingle for the craving of my mouth.  
She held her own until I gave my sucking mouth it's own little magic 
touch, then she raised her head upwards in a gasp.   I quickly devoured 
her neck with my thirsty mouth, sucking and licking my way down while 
her body slowly inched up mine.

Holly continued to try and take some control back, and as my mouth 
neared her right nipple, she began to actively rub my crotch with her 
right leg.  But all that did was intensify my own lust to break her will 
and make her lay still moaning and screaming in ecstasy.

My hands went down to her wonderful ass, then I turned up the power in 
my fingers and mouth.  Holly's arms and hands suddenly clasped 
themselves around my head, locking my mouth against her breast as she 
started to cum from the overdose of my magic touch.  I was gasping for 
air by the time she let go, and we both had to stop to catch our breath.

"Oh my God, I've never cum like that before," she said, rolling her 
crotch against my stomach.  "I hope you have protection," she said, 
moving her self down so her crotch was rubbing mine.

"Shit!" I said, realizing I had given the rubber I kept in my wallet to 
Brad when I was over at his house fucking his sister's ass.  I had meant 
to get another one, but I had forgotten it.  "Do you really need it?  I 
know I'm clean.."

"Shit!  I can't believe it!  I'll get pregnant for sure if you do it 
inside me.  I was going to make you pull out even with the condom on.  
You prick!  You got me all worked up for nothing?" she said, flaring her 
sexy nostrals again.

I wanted her so bad, especially her ass.  I suppose I inherited my love 
for anal sex from my parents, both the fucking and the being fucked 
parts.  So I had no intention of letting her go without experiencing the 
joy of her virgin rose.  But I wasn't going to force her, just persuade 
her. 

"No, not for nothing.  You see, Timmy has two cocks.  One you can see, 
and one.." I paused as she shuttered, "you can't see."

"Shit that feels so REAL!  Oh GOD Tim.. OH GOD!  But.. <grunt> stop a 
second.." she said, pinching the skin on my left side to emphasize she 
meant it.

"What's the matter?" I said truly surprised.

"You do understand that I'll get pregnant if you really do it to me.  
You're not trying to toy with me, are you?  Or trying to get me so horny 
that I do it anyway?"

"Okay, I'll admit I meant to toy with you a little.  And yes I was going 
to fuck you for real.  But I can put a lock on myself so I can't cum.  
There is no way I would cum inside your pussy, accidentally or 
purposely.  Please don't be mad.  I know you want it as bad as I do.  
And I am telling you the truth.  Do you want me to prove it?"

"How?" she said sarcastically.  "And before you ask, I don't do blow 
jobs."

"Heh, I didn't think about using me as the guinea pig.  If I can make 
you cum just by touching your nose, would you believe that I can prevent 
an orgasm from occurring just as easily?"

"I suppose...  But Tim, I'm not sure if I want to take the....OOOOHH!" 
she said when I touched her nose with my right pinkie.  "Fuck the risks.  
I love taking them anyway."

"Then you won't mind if you take another one, will you," I said, sending 
her waves of pleasure through my finger tips as they ran across her 
crack.

"You want to...  I don't think.... Tim, you're trying to coerce me.. 
Please stop?"

"Are you sure?" I said, momentarily simulating the sensations of having 
both her holes fucked.  The simulation only lasted for a second, but it 
was more than I needed to break through her resistance.

"Oh my God!" she said turning her head away from me.

"I'll make it as pleasurable as I can," I begged.  "I really won't force 
you into an..."

"FORCE ME?!" she said, turning her head back to face me, her eyes filled 
with lust with a little anger.  "You've made me cum twice, bringing my 
life's total to three God Damn orgasms, both of yours were better than 
my first one.  Then I feel two invisible pricks inside me, almost making 
have my fourth, and you think you're not FORCING ME by doing that?"

"God you're sexy when you're angry," I moaned, "I love the way your 
nostrils flare out when you're mad.  And your ass is almost as sexy as 
my moms, and I know you've thought about it before."

"Shit.  Why do you go through the trouble of asking?" she said, 
disappointing me by not flaring her nostrils again.

"Then I would be forcing you to do it, and I don't want to do that.  Are 
you going shut up and fuck?  Or do we have to keep argumfff," I said, 
getting my answer.

She released her lips hold on mine and said, "I'll decide if and when 
you do my butt, not the other way around.  You got that?"

I replied by licking her face while another twenty-seven tongues licked 
other parts of her body, including her ass hole and an extra long one at 
her cunt.  After her entire body had been covered, I stopped, having 
stroked her fire enough and said, "Got it."

Her arms gave out and she fell on top of me, unable to stop her shaking 
from the most overwhelming experience she had up to that time.  I quite 
frankly was surprised by that.  I had to hold her and stroke her back 
for a minute while she recovered her strength.

When she did, however, she immediately started using her tongue on my 
cheek, pressing her crotch into mine, and then got up on her elbows and 
started to hump.

I swear I could feel her wetness through our jeans while I teased her 
nipples with my fingers and palms.  I had intended to let her drive this 
part of the course, letting her control the events until she orgasmed 
again with my dick in her puss.  But she was working herself up to 
cumming again, finding it easier to orgasm after having experiencing it 
a few more times.  I had to cut power to my magic fingers when I 
realized it was as much of a cause as her humping was, and finally 
decided I would have to make the next move.

Holly wiggled her butt when I started rubbing it with my hands.  As I 
started working them around her waist, she gave an extra long hump 
against me, pushing the front of her jeans up so I could reach the 
button.  She did it a few more times before I could undo it, then I 
helped her wiggle the tight fitting levis down her bare ass and crotch.

I was astonished to realized she hadn't worn any underwear, and smiled 
as she laid on top of me and wormed her hands down underneath her.  She 
gasped in surprise when she found I hadn't worn any either, then gave me 
a powerful kiss as we kicked our jeans off our legs.

Holly didn't waste any time once the jeans hit the wall.  She slid 
herself up my body, then slid it back down, slipping my cock's head in 
between her vaginal lips. Then she lifted her crotch up, holding my very 
stiff member by it's head until it reached it's proper penetration 
angle.  She shuttered twice as she slowly lowered herself onto me.

I couldn't believe her tightness.  She had fucked Justin three times, 
and the first two had been too painful for her to enjoy, but managed a 
weak orgasm the third time around.  I can't imagine how it would have 
felt if Justin hadn't already stretched her that much.  I just hoped her 
ass wasn't as tight, otherwise she would never enjoy it from all the 
pain.

When our crotches met, she gave another shutter, then smiled weakly at 
me.

"It feels better once we get into it.  It just hurts a little at first," 
she explained.  I almost mentioned it would be the same when and if I 
did her ass, but she pulled up and I couldn't help but moan instead.  It 
was a good thing I had already put the block on my orgasm.  I would have 
blown for sure on the third pump.

For the first few minutes, I was completely helpless.  Well, I wasn't 
really, but it really was turning her on again to think I couldn't even 
move from the pleasure I was feeling.  But after she had started to feel 
her own pleasure, I started using my magic fingers (set to low power 
this time) on her back and humping ass.

After feeling her speed pick up, I realized she might wear out and not 
let me fuck her like I wanted to so much.  So I switched back to my 
original plan.  Get her to a high point of arousal, hold her there until 
she does wear out, then let her cum, but not too hard so she will still 
want more.

So I inserted a block to keep her arousal below a certain point, then 
increased the gain on my magic fingers and mouth.

My hands found their way to her breasts, giving them long caresses and 
small little pinches on the nipples.  Once I got tired of that, I got 
her to lay back down on top of me, and I used my mouth on her face and 
neck.  Despite the wonderful sensations my mouth and wandering hands 
were giving, she didn't stay like that for long, for her humping had 
minimal affect in that position.

So she got back up on her arms and spread her legs around my own and 
started to power thrust.  Holly was desperate to break through the 
barrier I had put up.  She of course didn't know I was doing it, but I 
felt she would suspect later on.

When I felt her sweat dripping off her nose hit my cheek, I had a surge 
of desire run through my body.  I was tired of being as passive as I had 
been, and decided on a better and quicker plan.

I stretched my neck up and managed to lick her sweaty cheek, sending a 
powerful surge of lust down her body straight to her crotch.  She had a 
tiny orgasm with that, and it only fed her need to have a bigger and 
stronger one.  Holly went full out, throwing every reserve she had, and 
man, she had a lot. 

She had immediately fell on top of me again, and the two of us were 
licking and sucking our faces and mouths like we were licking the worlds 
most delicious lollipop.  Her humping speed hadn't decreased, and her 
slightly altered angle had suddenly worked my dick's head against her g-
spot, with a little help of course.  With my hands roaming around her 
body with the touch on high, I started to bring her to a height of 
arousal she couldn't withstand for very long.

Her modest moans became screams, losing their intensity as her energy 
started to give out, then suddenly stopped all together as I finally 
unleashed her orgasm.

Holly stiffened and shivered all over, holding her breath and rolling 
her eyes up into her head.  I didn't try to contain any of it because I 
suddenly felt guilty over my toying with her.  When she let her breath 
out with a moan of pure relief, she went completely limp on top of me, 
and then she started to cry a little.

"I'm sorry Holly.  I didn't mean to hurt you.." I soothed.  "If you 
want, we can just stop here, and I'll just wait until I get hom..."

"No!" she said, looking into my eyes.  "I'm sorry for crying.  It was 
just so...  BIG!  I didn't want it to end..  I'll let you fuck my ass if 
you promise it will be that good."

"Well, if it isn't, I'll keep doing it until it is," I joked.

"Okay, that's a deal," she said laying her head back down and resting.  
"Tim?"

"Hmmm?" I said, trying to contain my lust while she was resting.

"You're doing something to me to make it feel that good, aren't you."

"No.  Well, not like you mean, any way.  You're worried about having sex 
with another guy and never orgasming like that again.  Tell you what.  
Stop thinking about giving yourself to me, and I'll make it so that what 
ever guy you fall in love with and marry can give you orgasms as good as 
that.  Deal?"

"Do I have to marry him first?" she said.

"Yep, and marry him for love, not just so you can get your orgasmic 
high.  I don't want to turn you into a fuck slut."

"Oh, thanks, I think.  Shit.  You're still as hard as when we started.  
Isn't that, like, uncomfortable?"

"Only in the sense than I'm fighting the urge to flip you over and fuck 
your ass every second.  But I can wait a bit longer before I start to 
loosen you up.  I'm sorry about wearing you out like that."

"I'm not.  Look, don't worry about me.  Start what ever you have to do.  
This is going to hurt, isn't.  I can tell the way you're avoiding it."

"Yeah, it will hurt.  But it's worth it.  And I don't say that without 
experiencing it myself."

"What do you mean?  You let some guy fuck you?"

"Not some guy, but my best friend, Joey.  We're close and... Shit, 
you're getting wet again.  Well, you're as rested as you're going to 
get."

"Ohhh..." she moaned as I started stimulating her ass with my finger 
power.

Holly suddenly rolled us over, placing me on top of her.

"Fuck me.  Get me so horny that I don't even feel the pain.  That's what 
Justin did the day he took my cherry.  Fuck me like the slut you were 
talking about."

She was rolling her crotch around, getting turned on by her own words 
which were having the same effect on me.

I looked at her and licked my lips like I was a hungry wolf coming for 
the lamb, then made my mouth water like I was about eat oranges.  She 
shivered as my drool started to drip onto her chin, then used her tongue 
to gather and catch the drips as I slowly began to pump.  The otherwise 
gross act of swallowing someone else saliva like that was driving us 
both even deeper into the fuck lust that I was still holding at bay.

We sloppily sucked on each others mouths like animals after I had 
finally lowered my mouth to hers.  We almost reached the point where we 
would have sucked the snot out of each other's nostrils, but my own need 
to cum pushed me to stop and start preparing her for rear entry.

Holly was trying to drive my humping faster with her own humping.  But I 
maintained my slow speed, only quickening when I felt she was starting 
to get discouraged.

I pulled out and said, "Time to find out what kind of slut you are.  
Tell me what you want."

"Oh, Tim... Fuck me..  Just fuck me..."

"Nope.  No until you say it."

"Tim, please? Fuck me!"

"No, not that kind of it.  What are you?"

"Oh," she said, almost braking into a grin. "I'm a slut.  Fuck this 
slut."

"Okay, that's getting better.  Try some more.  You can be my slut if you 
want."

"Uhm, all right.  Tim, fuck your slut.  She wants you to fuck her slutty 
cunt.  How's that?"

"Pretty good, but still is kinda dry.  Get really dirty, then I'll use 
my invisible cock on you while I get your ass ready."

"Okay," she said, frowning a little. But then she laid her head back 
down, closed her eyes, and said, "Timmy..  Your fucking little slut 
wants your big bad prick up her hot tight slit.  Fuck me, Tim.  Fuck 
your slutty.. whore.  Fuck me,  Fuck my brains out!  OH!  YES..  Fuck 
ME.  I'm such a fucking slut.  I WANT IT!  FUCK ME!"

I was sending her ass hole waves of stimulus, causing her to worm and 
gasp.  Her legs had parted as far as they could, and as her words became 
meaningless, the drawbridge started to rise.  Holly's winking hole came 
into full view as her feet reached the height of my chest.  My dick 
surged with anticipation when I moved forward, allowing her calves to 
rest on my shoulders as I aimed my warhead at its target.

The head rested against the flinching entrance as I helped myself to her 
juices to lubricate it.  I was almost finished when she suddenly 
orgasmed, her anus opening up and swallowing my pleasantly surprised 
dick.  I reacted immediately by pushing my cock in all the way, and was 
rewarded by her ass clamping down while she screamed in pleasure.

Holly wasn't feeling any pain at all.  In fact, she was overwhelmed by 
the orgasms she started to have, her screams and cusses probably 
carrying all the way into the next county.  I was almost afraid to start 
the pumping action, but my lust had been patient long enough.  I 
couldn't wait any longer.

I got down on my hands hovering myself over her and started to fuck her 
ass like I had never fucked before.  I pistoned in and out of her 
without mercy, touching the ground only with my toes and the palms of my 
hands.   Holly cried out loud moans with each pump, tears and sweat 
pouring off her twisting face, while her ass pushed to meet each hump.

She passed out as her ninth orgasm rippled through her body, but came to 
seconds later.  I saw the look of a wild animal in her eyes, and that 
brought back my desire to break her to my will.  Her eyes snapped shut 
when my invisible cock entered her smushed pussy, then opened wide again 
as her eyes rolled up into her head and passed out.

I felt like I was blowing her mind.  Holly passed out five or six times 
before I let my orgasm explode inside her ass.  As my seed shot into her 
rectum and splashed against her walls, Holly spasmed and shivered, her 
tongue and mouth attempting to escape the rest of her squirming body.  
When I finally collapsed on top of her, Holly came once more before 
passing out again.

I laid there for nearly twenty minutes, enjoying the feel of her body 
beneath me as I restored my strength and waited for her to awaken.  But 
even as I pulled out of her, Holly never stirred.  I covered her up with 
a blanket from the limo, and  waited around for over an hour before 
inserting my address and phone number in her head.  I kissed her 
forehead before climbing out of the trailer to leave.  I closed the 
doors to the trailer without locking them, not wanting her to be 
discovered like that if someone just happened by.

As the limo pulled out of the parking lot, I said a silent good bye to 
both Beany and Holly, swearing I would ride both of them again.

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