Gifted

[JoshuaGlynn]

This was the first story I wrote so I hope you like it. It has been edited and updated for my JUB posting. This introduction is a little background to set up the main plot. This tale is Bisexual in nature and yes, it will have both gay and straight sex… But ultimately this is the story of the internal conflict that a guy goes through when he has feelings for another guy and the confusion that goes with the question "Am I gay?"

We’ll talk more about that as the story progresses, but don’t turn away just because of the brief straight encounters.

Feed back is gold. Let’s get on with the show.



You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights bla bla bla!

This story is about an eighteen year old boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses as he tries to find out where he fits in modern day society.

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Gifted

Prologue: Moving ​

They say we only use 10% of our brain capacity, and that could we ever tap into the other 90% we could do wondrous things. My family, on my father’s side, doesn’t have that problem. Since before I was born, I have been able to feel my parents around me. I felt their love, the longing for me to arrive, but also a fear from my father that was distant, but there none the less. I didn’t understand it, I didn’t understand anything that early in life, but I do remember it.

You see among other things, I was gifted with an eidetic memory unlike any other, except for the other men in my family. My father was afraid of that, and had hoped it would skip me. My father’s family has had a number of gifts for as long as we can remember, going all the way back to the dark ages, and then some. My father suspected it a couple of months before my birth that I would have it but he wasn’t sure until after I was born.

Because of my awareness I didn’t really cry a lot. About the only time I would cry was when I got hurt or something, but I didn’t cry if I merely wanted something. When I was hungry I projected a thought of the food I wanted into my parents’ minds, my Mom was freaked out the first time I did that to her, but Dad knew it was coming. I couldn’t speak to them per se, but I could send images, and feelings. However I was fully talking in sentences by the time was fourteen months old. I would pick up on the meanings of the words they were using, and eventually figured out how the words fit into place. I really freaked Mom out when I said “Mommy” after only two months.

The real spearhead of my development was my father. He knew exactly where I was coming from, because he had gone though the same thing as he grew up. He was able to help me to shut it off when I wanted to be alone, which wasn’t very often when I was young. He taught me how to block other people out, mainly him, and also how to keep my thoughts to myself.

I started school when I was four years old. School was both a blessing and a curse. On one hand I made straight A’s. I could see the complex formulas and rules and why they worked and how they worked straight from the teacher’s mind and the way the teacher understood them. It was a breeze!

On the other hand, I had to deal with hundreds of other students. Which isn’t so bad, it was worse from 1st through to about 5th. Most of the time unless I pry, and Dad taught me to never do that because it was an invasion, I only got snippets of thought. You see, the only time someone broadcasts their thoughts is when the thought it is tied to emotion. A bully pissed off at someone, a happy couple talking in the courtyard, the whole class when they’re taking a test! On those days I have to close off just to concentrate. I could have easily skipped several grades and been in college now, but my Dad wanted me to have an ordinary child (well as ordinary as I could).

My name is Josh. I’m now eighteen years old, a senior. I’m five-ten and one-eighty-five pounds, I don’t carry any fat and my muscles are lean and tight. I just started working out last year, but I don’t want to “bulk up”, I like a nice tone body. I think I look pretty good, and so do most of the girls I walk past. I have ice blue eyes and shoulder length light brown hair. I have two younger sisters, Adria fifteen, Kim eight and a baby brother, Danny just thirteen months. The gifts only pass through the males in my family, but it has passed on Danny. Boy did it pass on Danny! He is the fussiest, loudest kid I think I’ve ever seen. Mom gets upset at the fact that Dad and I can calm him down in a few seconds, and we always know what he wants when he cries. It was like that with my sisters too. The rest of the family is OK with mine and our father’s gifts. The girls have grown up with it and Mom, although a bit annoyed at us at times, accepted it before she married my father.

We just moved to a new town. I had a major girl problem back home, to the point Dad decided to move. Dad is a lawyer, a pretty good one too. As you can imagine he has a little bit of an unfair advantage. He knows how far to push as to not give away his secret. He has never lost a case in seventeenyears. His boss had a good friend who ran a law firm in Charleston, South Carolina. After a call and an interview Dad got the job with ease and here we are in Goose Creek, funny name right.

Anyway, the reason we had to move started at the beginning of the school year. We had only been going to school for just two weeks. It was a Monday morning. I had a good number of friends that I hung out with, but I usually kept to myself most of the time, it’s easier to study without all the other random thoughts. Generally, everybody came to school an hour early and just hung out. It was like a pre-period to school in which to relax and be with friends. I was talking to John and Willy, two friends of mine, about how much of an idiot one of our teachers was, all of a sudden a terrible pain shot out from the other side of school.

It can’t be!!! I don’t understand!!! Why!! Over and over again, in between sobs. It was a girl’s mind that was screaming. I could hear it from all the way across the school.

I excused myself from my friends, giving some lame excuse, and went to see what the problem was. I found her under the north staircase. It was Jessica Maynard, the most beautiful girl in the school. Long blond hair, beautiful green eyes, a fabulous figure, and a rack that was just big enough to strain fabric. I had passed by her many times in the hall on my way to my AP classes. She always smiled at me and I got the distinct impression that given the right situation she would love to get to know me. However, I was the kind of geeky, preppy, smart kid and she was the star cheerleader, athletic female jock that just would never move in the same circles as me. Not to mention that everybody knew that she was dating the captain of the swim team, James Mason.

Well, she was sitting on her knees on the floor, with her arms folded loosely around her stomach. Although she was trying her hardest to not seem upset, it was clear from her body language and her face, not to mention her thoughts that were getting louder as I got closer. I also realized that anger was mixed in with the pain. I walked up to her, pushing calming emotion towards her.

“Hey, Jessica, What’s up? You OK?”

She looked up, shocked, as she recognizing me, “Y…You’re Joshua, r...right?” Her mood immediately changed, almost to one of embarrassment. I’m not sure if it was from being caught on the verge of tears, or from my presence.

I smiled, “My mother calls me Joshua, my friends call me, Josh”

That really got her blushing. OMG, I can’t believe I’m…. I got with a rush of joy from her, and then she leapt up and grabbed me. Hugging me as if we had been best friends for years and she laid her head on my shoulder and began to weep openly. As she cried, the sadness came crashing back but not nearly as bad, thanks to my, still exuding, calming. I can’t believe it, like a knight in shining armor. After about a minute of sobs her emotions finally came into check.

Still sobbing, although I know there is no more need for it, “James just broke up with me… I’m… I’m not sure why but right now, I feel completely safe in your arms.” At first I wasn’t sure what was going on, her emotions were just all over the place a few minutes ago and now she calm but still sobbing. She was putting up an act for me and I wasn’t sure why.

Then it all became very clear. I felt it Moments before she pressed her lips to mine. The wanton lust seeping into my head from her was intoxicating.

“I’ve been wanting you since the first time I laid eyes on you!” She whispered in my ear. I don’t know why but she had chosen her replacement boyfriend, in less than thirty minutes. I had been out with a couple of girls before but I had never had a girlfriend. I had never felt this kind of emotional strength from anyone before. The rest of that day is a complete blur to me now, but I know that I did not remain in school.

We ended up at her house. No one was home, and we ran to her room. I remember her throwing me up against the wall and practically ripping off my clothes. I had never been so hard in all my life. When she undid my belt and flung open the zipper on my jeans, I heard her moan as she saw the tent in my boxers. She thumbed my boxers and jeans to the floor, and ‘Ooooed,’ as my ridgid eight and a half inch prick practically slapped her in the face. I could do nothing but just stand there and let it happen. The feral lust exuding from her was unlike anything I had ever felt. I was mesmerized as I felt the first set of lips to ever engulf my engorged member. I was in heaven. I reached out and grabbed her hair massaging her head as she was taking me down the back of her throat. She was very good at this and must have practiced often on James

Suddenly, she was off my cock and had come back up to my face, throwing her lips and then her tongue at my mouth. I noticed as she was coming up that her clothes had come off somewhere between sucking my dick. Her bare breasts were now firmly pressed against my chest. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Only in my wildest fantasies had ever thought I would be doing this. A part of me was saying this was wrong, too fast and too sudden, but the animal in me, or maybe it was in her, was in charge now. The next thing I knew she had wrapped first one leg then the other around my waist, her feet crossed on top of my ass. I felt her hand on my cock as something moist and warm engulfed me. Oh my God, he’s big. My hands reached around her and grabbed her ample ass.

As she began to bounce, I dug into her checks and started my own thrusting. Oh my, He feels so good, much better than… We were going so hard my nuts were slapping hard against her ass. Wow, He’s going to make me come on the first try! She was moaning at a high pitch. He’s so hot! Oh my God! I’m o fire! I was grunting, with every fiber of my being tingling to the sensation. I was in such bliss. And so was she. “Oh Josh!” I could feel every single thrust both from myself and from her. So Good! Her thoughts were spurring me on. I could feel the orgasm building in her. It was weird, I had beat off many times and knew how my orgasm felt. But I was feeling her orgasm building and it started mine building. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” A bit of curiosity hit me then and I opened up a link to her so she could feel my feelings too. …FUCKHer eyes shot open at the new sensation, staring at me with a look of total rapture.

“Oh Fuck!” I heard us say in unison. But that wasn’t all, we breathed in unison panted in unison, and moaned in unison. Somehow I had linked us in a way that we were just one person feeling as one, speaking as one, coming as one!

We came so hard, at the same time, that my knees buckled and we slid down the wall to the floor. I remained firmly in her, neither of us moving, as the mutual sensations flushed through us. We had our heads on each other’s shoulders, with tears streaming down our faces as the most powerful orgasm of either of our lives washed over us from head to toe.

The next thing I remember I opened my eyes to see her still lying against me, her head on my shoulders. I’m still in her and surprisingly half hard. She was snoring lightly, her breathing shallow.

“Jessica!” I whispered as I ran my fingers on her delicate back.

She began to stir, “Mmm…Hi, stud.” As she pulled back her head and smiled

“You were pretty damn hot you’re self”

“Ha…that was the most awesome fuck I’ve ever had. Where did you learn that technique you used that at the end?”

Oh my God! I had forgotten what I had done. I can’t believe that in my wanton state, I had invaded her mind. Luckily she thinks it was some positional thing I did. Thank god! I almost broke the #1 rule, and for what? A little roll in the hay?

“Uhh…It’s a family trade secret, passed from father to son,” I said with a smile in my best oriental accent.

She smiled a devilish smile and bounced once more on my now softening dick, however that changed things. Once again, I was growing in earnest, filling her up once more. She feigned a surprised look on her face, and bounced a second time. This time I meet her with a thrust of my own.

We fucked for the next three hours straight! She was a little disappointed that I didn’t give her the Super-O. I said I could only do it the first time. She came every time though, without fail, and I know from her reactions and thoughts that that had never happened to her before. Four out of four and a Super-O. I was damn proud of myself I was a stud and I knew it, even though I had an advantage.

It was getting late about four o’clock and her mother would be home in an hour. She said she wanted to talk about us but our time was running out, so she asked if we could meet early the next morning to talk. I was in a state euphoria from losing my virginity in the most spectacular way imaginable, so I said sure. I took a quick shower to clean all the sex off of me and left.

The walk home was aggravating to say the least. The events of the day slowly started to settle and the absurdity of what had happened to me was starting to piss me off. How could I have allowed a girl that I barely knew in passing, as beautiful as she may be, to seduce me like that? Had she manipulated me? I didn’t want a relationship to start like that. I had blown off school, I’m sure Mom and Dad would get a call about that. What was I going to tell them? ‘Yea, this hot girl dragged me to her house and fucked my brains out!!’

On one hand the day was any eighteen-year- old’s dream come true. On the other hand, I not only had sex with a girl I hardly knew, multiple times, but I did it with no protection. I’m smarter than this!

I decided that I would play it cool. If my parents did get a call, how could they begrudge their son one missed day of school in twelve years? They will probably be glad I’m doing something normal for a change. I was defiantly breaking it off with Jessica tomorrow. I felt cheap and used. I know what you’re thinking… Damn man, you just had some awesome sex, with a hot girl that wants to continue having sex with you! Well to me it felt as though I had just been raped! Somehow her emotions had overpowered me, and I couldn’t stop myself. I felt dirty!

Well, to cut a long story short, (too late right) she didn’t like the fact that I didn’t want to continue the relationship, and began stalking me. I finally told Dad of my exploits, without all the detail, with Jessica and how her emotions overpowered me. He also helped me learn how to shut out strong emotions so that it won’t happen again. He also admonished me for the unprotected sex, but that he understood that I didn’t exactly have any control over the ordeal. And we agreed that Mom shouldn’t know about this, just one of many things that I and Dad kept as personal secrets.

Her stalking got so bad she started coming over to the house to “talk” to me. The last straw was when she threatened my youngest sister one day when she dropped by. Dad started looking for work elsewhere, and we moved to South Carolina. None of us kids liked the idea of moving, especially with school already started, but everyone wanted to get away from psycho-bitch. My sisters, although they didn’t know the sex part of it, still knew that the move had something to do with me and my screw up.

They were not happy with me at all right now.

The begining.......

Next chapter: A New Start​

 

[hungbuzz]

this is a fantastic story

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

And here is Chapter 1. I think by then end of this chapter you will see where things are going. The journy begins

You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights bla bla bla!

This story is about a 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and try to find out where he fits in a modern day society.


Joshua’s gifts have gotten him in trouble with a psycho stalker, so his family has moved to a new state to get away from the hassle. They are moving to Charleston, South Carolina, and his sisters are pissed at him for make them move away from all of there friends, after school has already started.

Chapter 1 A New Start


Casey

I woke up Sunday morning around 12:30. I had stayed up last night playing Halo 2, finally finished it. I awoke to noises outside my window. Looking out, I saw a new family was busy moving in to the house next store. Spring was the last time someone had lived there.

I saw two blond headed girls, both younger then me, going through a large bin. A nice looking man was taking a box into the house, followed by a beautiful blond haired woman doing the same.

“Hey Mom! A new family is moving in next door!”

“Well, you would have known that hours ago if you had gotten up at a decent hour!” she yelled back. “I invited the Kingstons over for dinner tonight.” About that time, a saw a boy walk out of the moving truck carrying a large cardboard box. He looked my age, with long light brown hair, and he must work out, not so much because he looked built, but the box looked very heavy. It was then that I saw Carrie, my twin sister, running from the truck to open the front door for him. She seemed way too happy. “They have a boy your age; you should go over and see if you can help.” Mom yelled again. “I think his name is Josh.”

With that I put on some clothes quick and went out to see if I could help, and to meet the new kid. None of my friends live in this neighborhood. Most were at least a 10 minute drive away. So I was really looking forward to make a new friend hopefully.

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Joshua

Well the drive the Goose Creek was boooorrring! We arrive Saturday night late and stayed at a nice hotel. We had one day to move in, Sunday, because I was expected at school Monday morning. Evidently, there are two high schools in this town. Funny, with a name like Goose Creek you wouldn’t think it was that big. The town was divided down the middle by a highway, one school on each side. I was going to the one that had the highest academic records in the state, Stratus High. Kind of an oxymoron isn’t it? Stratus as is the sky, I thought it was funny.

Anyway, we arrive at our new house Sunday morning around 7, and it is gorgeous. Two stories high, huge porch, two car garage, trees in the right places. It was the coolest house we have ever owned. Dad unhitched the car carrier from the truck in front of the house. Then, he backed in to the front yard. Mom pulled the other van into the driveway. We all took a tour of the new house, it was the first time any of us had seen the house other than dad, when he had came down to set things up. I L O V E D it. It had a master bedroom, three smaller bedrooms, a large kitchen, dining room, a huge living room, and a pool in the backyard with a hot tub. I was blown away.

Then, dad told me to follow him. He took me to the hallway that connected to the garage. There was a door to the left in the hallway that opened to a set of stairs, and up the stairs to very large room. Suddenly it dawned on me, the room had it’s own bathroom, this was anther bedroom. Was he giving it to me?

“Dad, whose room is this?”

“Yours of course!”

“No…way! Dad I can’t…”

“Yes, you can! You’re a man now and you need a space of your own. But! There will be some rules, no parties in the wee hours of the morning!!” he chuckled, so did I.

After the tour we got right on the process of moving in. We had been working about 20 minutes, when the neighbors from next door came over to welcome us to the neighborhood. A nice looking man, his lovely wife, and they had a daughter my age with them. She was hot, short black hair, blue eyes, wonderful face, and a nice body. I noticed Josh jr. was flexing slightly. <nice looking girl, huh son> dad sent me smiling. I could feel heat on my face.

“Hi, my name is Herald Toma. This is my wife Trish and my daughter Carrie.”

Dad took his hand, “Well, my name is James Kingston. This is my wife Amanda, my daughters Kim and Adria, my son Joshua, and the midget is Danny.”

“I have a son as well, but he’s being lazy this morning” Ms. Toma said. “I would love to invite you all to diner tonight. I know the last thing you want to do after a hard days work is to cook!” she said all smiles.

Reluctantly, dad accepted. (Mainly because he got from Ms Toma that she would be offended if we refused.) So it was set, tonight at 6 o’clock we would have dinner at the Toma’s. We started back up moving boxes and things. Carrie stayed behind to “help”.

“So how old are you anyway?” Carrie asked.

“Just turned 18 two months ago.”

<wow, cool…>“Really, me too. I’m senior.”

“Same here”

We continued to small talk as I bought in the large boxes she got something small or nothing at all and opened the door for me. She was in the band, and JROTC and a few AP classes. She flipped when I told her all of my classes were AP. She told me the school was very big, but cool. She warned me to not be a loner, but she didn’t think that was going to be a problem after “hanging” out with me today. After a few boxes I found one of mine and headed for the garage. She followed me to my new room and about fell out. She couldn’t believe how cool this room was. I was getting the sense that she liked me.

After a few hours a boy walked over from Carrie’s house. Wow, a masculine version of Carrie walked up to me with his hand out. He just as beautiful as she was! It was hard to explain, I don’t think I’m gay, I mean have never been attracted to a guy before. This guy, however, was doing the same thing his sister was doing to me when I met her. It was something I couldn’t explain about them.

“Hi, I’m Casey. Yea, we’re twins!”

“Joshua”

As soon as I took his hand I felt a strange feeling I’ve never felt before. The look on his face was strange too. I broke our hand shake and we snapped out of our trance. He just looked me like he was trying to figure out what had just happened and not coming up with anything. Carrie knew some thing was up.

“What was that? You two kind of spaced out for a second.” She said frowning

“I don’t know.”

“Me either. But that was weird!” I said. “Um, Carrie, would you mind shaking my hand?” I said as I offered my hand.

“Um, OK” as she took my hand the same strange feeling came over me. I’ve felt this before, but I’m not sure where. Her eyes bugged out as she looked into my eyes. Then I looked over at her brother and he had the same look.

<This is too weird!> I heard from Casey and Carrie at the same time.

“That feels funny, not bad, just weird.” Casey said.

“Yea, is that static or something?” Carrie asked.

I closed off my mind and the feeling went away. I must be sensing something from them that I don’t recognize. I’ll ask dad later. “I don’t know, but it seems to be gone now.” Until I figure this out I’ll just have to keep my mind shut around them.

I looked around and realized we were in the middle of the yard, staring at one another. Just then, Dad came out of the house. “No time for breaks! What do you think this is the union!” we laughed at that.

“Hey dad, this is Casey, Carrie’s twin brother.”

“Twins huh?” Dad smiled, waved, and went back into the truck.

“Let’s get back to work.”

“OK” they both said in stereo.

We continued hauling things inside. Casey was a big help, with my bed and other heavy things, to carry them upstairs. I noticed that most of the boxes and the beds felt lighter than they should. My working out has really helped. We both helped dad do the same with their stuff. By 3 o’clock we were finally finished. We were so busy putting up stuff we didn’t talk much until the truck was cleaned out.

“We’re going up to my room to get me settled in.” I said to mom and dad, after we had all had a break and a cold beverage.

They both just smiled at me making friends so soon. “OK, don’t loose track of time. Dinner is at 6.”

“But, why does he get the room over the garage.” Kim said upset. “It’s his fault we had to move here in the first place!” She poofed out her bottom lip.

“Kim, go to your room and unpack we’ll discuss this later!” from mom.

I got some looks from Casey and Carrie, but I just headed for my new room. They followed. After we got there…

“OK, Spill! What’s up with you being the cause of the move?” Casey asked

“Well, lets just say, a girl at my old school started stalking me, thinking I was her boyfriend, and wouldn’t take no for an answer. She turned violent and my dad didn’t feel safe there, because she threatened my sisters.”

“Oh, what’s the matter was she butt ugly or something?” Casey again

“No actually she was one of the most beautiful girls at school. She had just broken up with the captain of the swim team. I had gone to try and comfort her, and she chose me as her new boyfriend, right there on the spot.” I lied a bit, no sense in showing all my dirty laundry, especially in front of Carrie. “I just didn’t want to be the rebound guy, especially that quickly. And she wouldn’t take no for an answer!”

We continued to set up my room and the small talk resumed. Casey was the older of the two by 10 minutes. They loved the area. Every thing was so laid back. After a bit the subject of school came up…

“You’ll like it. There are like twenty or so cliqs in the school though. Not that big a deal just hang with any of them and you’ll be ok. It’s kinda weird actually, the only kids really looked down at, are the loners that don’t hang with anyone. Even the geeks are cool at our school.” Carrie said

“Yea, James Carlson, the coolest kid, in school hangs out with all the right cliqs, is the captain of the chess team, head quarter back, and throws the best party’s at school. But there are a lot of cliqs to choose from. The Cowboys, Dog town, the dragons, the gutter sluts, the Joes, the actors, the band, the chorus, the crusaders, the preps, the jocks. And most of the students are members of various cliqs. Me I hang with about 5 of them myself, but I like the knights the best, that’s the chess club. We have about 25 members”

“Wow, ok so let me get this straight, almost the entire school is members of one club or another and if you’re not a member you looked down on?”

“That’s about the jest of it, but don’t worry, we’ll introduce you to lots of people, it’ll be cool!” Casey said.

Great, I hate molding myself into someone else’s idea of what’s cool. And this new school is brimming with it. At least I had already made some new friends. Hopefully this wouldn’t be all that bad.

We unpacked most of my stuff and set my room up in about one hour flat, even with all the talking. I really liked these two! I was just happy to have friends already. Less then one day, had to be a record! They continued to fill me in on the new school, and I must say I liked it the more I heard about it. It sounded cool, the way the power structure was split evenly among the various cliqs. No one, mean, dominating, cliq that ruled it all, that was the norm at most schools. And popular geeks, what’s the world coming to (Geeks of the world unite! LOL).

It was going on 5 o’clock, and I wanted to get a shower and change clothes before dinner. I thanked my guests and told them I’d see them in an hour. I was grateful for the help. This could have taken a week or more. As it was I only had about two hours of one person work left.

At dinner, the mood was light, until…

“Mom, could you pass the gravy?” Kim asked sweetly, not looking at me, or the fact that the gravy was on the other side of me and Mom would have to reach over me to get it.

“Ask, josh for it dear, it is by him, I can’t reach it.” Mom

So, my sister sits there, looking at her plate, and begins to eat her mash potatoes without any gravy. “Josh, would you mind…” I picked up the gravy bowl and set it next to her plate. She continued to eat the dry potatoes. Miss Toma noticed the sibling rivalry and said something about it being only natural at that age. Well that just made Kim more upset, she hated being thought of as a little kid, even though she is only 8.

Well the rest of the night was quite uncomfortable. Good thing my mind was else were, I kept thinking of the twins. There is something about them; I can’t shake them from my mind. They took turns looking at me and smiling the rest of the night. I think they liked me back. Well they must have, they stayed an entire day to help me clean my new room.

That night mom, sent Kim to her room as soon as we got home. I excused myself as I wanted to get things ready for my first day at the new school. I walked in my room, and just laid on my bed thinking of the day’s events. I don’t know how long I stared at the ceiling… A noise came from by the window. Startled I looked over and saw Carrie climbing through the window.

“Um, Carrie, um what are you doing…” I didn’t get to say much as she placed her lips to mine.

As she broke, “Josh, I’ve wanted you sense I first laid eyes on you” she replaced her lips to my egger mouth. I felt her hand messaging me through my shorts, making me very hard, very quickly. The next thing I know my shorts are around my ankles and her head was moving down to my aching member. I lean my head back arching my back as she begins to devour my manhood. Oh God that feels good! I reach down to grab her short black hair, but something feels different about her hair. It is much too short, and spiked at the top…

Spiked at the top! I looked down at her as she rose off my cock with a smile, but it’s not Carrie. Casey is looking back at me with a wicked grin. Oh my God!

I sat bolt up in bed. The lights are still on. What The Fuck!!

It was only a dream, and what a dream. It had only been about two hours since I came upstairs. UGGG! Damn it! I got to go change my shorts. The smell of sex hits my nostrils and my mind wanders back to the wet dream I’d just had. I can understand Carrie being there, but why was Casey. I had never felt this way towards another guy before.

I got back in bed and sat restless for quite a while as I lay there pondering the dream. I realize I am attracted to him, but why. This is all very confusing. After another hour and a half of tossing and turning and thinking, sleep finally overtook him.



End Chapter

Next Chapter 2 First Day of School


Chapter 2 next Saturday

 

[GrayFox]

You have me hooked!

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

Alright I know I said saturday.... but I couldn't wait so here we go.

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Gifted​

Chapter 2: First Day of School​

Casey​

Yesterday was a blast. I really like Josh, so does my sister, but I couldn’t stop thinking about him last night, after he left. When I first met him, there was that weird shock thing and I knew there was something different about him. I can’t place my finger on it, but I connected with him instantly. I had just gone over to introduce myself, maybe help out for an hour or so, but I ended up staying the whole day.

He is an amazing and fascinating person. There’s something about him that just makes me want to hang out with him, and I just met him yesterday. He is cool though, and buff for his age. I mean I work out, but I’m nowhere near his strength. I was struggling with some of the furniture he was lifting with ease. It seemed like he didn’t even break a sweat the whole day.

I woke up this morning and my briefs were all sticky. My first thought was “what the fuck?” but then I remembered the dream I had last night. Suddenly, the dream came back to me all at once and I began to feel really embarrassed and confused. I had snuck over to Josh’s house, and climbed up the lattice on the outside wall of his garage, climbing through his bedroom window. He sat up to see who it was and I stalked my way across the room to his bed. He was saying something about why I was in his room, when I reached down and kissed him.

This was really strange because I had never had any thoughts about another boy before, especially not in a sexual way. I especially never thought of kissing another guy. This was a hard dream for me to remember, and not because I was repulsed by it, but because I was getting hard again just thinking about him. I was defiantly feeling a bit disturbed by this.

The rest of the dream hit me, me feeling him up, the hard chest, his ripped abs, then dropping his shorts, and the felling of his rock hard shaft in my hand. I had never felt another guy’s prick before, but the thought of it was straining the fabric of my tighty whiteys. Not to mention the fact that he was so big. I had never seen one as large.

Next, I sucked his balls and then his cock. I had never done anything like this before, as a mater of fact I’m still a virgin, but it was all so vivid. I mean I’ve made out with a couple of girls before, just over the clothes stuff, but I can’t believe I had dreamt this. I remember the look of shock on his face as I poked my finger up his ass… Why had I done that? Why was I doing any of this? Finally, I remembered the taste of his cum in my mouth.

“Oh god!” An orgasm washed over me again soiling my underwear even more. What the hell? I wasn’t even touching myself! What’s going on! Why am I having these feelings about another guy?

Suddenly, my sis barges into my room. I barely had enough time to throw the cover over myself. She jumped onto my bed with a big sigh. She was obviously in a very good mood, she was almost glowing.

“Cay, you like Josh, don’t you?” she said smiling up at me. She had plopped down beside me, looking in my eyes.

“Yea, he’s cool, why?”

“I think I’m going to ask him out.” She just beamed.

I was having a really strange feeling about this, why did I suddenly feel jealous? “Um, sure, he seems like a nice guy.”

“You think so too huh? I haven’t been able to take my mind off of him since he left last night.” She suddenly rolled over on top of me like she’s done since we were kids. She’s always liked lying on top of me and looking up at me with her chin on my chest. But today was not the time to do that, as I was still half hard from the memories of last night.

Her eyes bugged out as I’m sure she had just felt it and rolled off of me quickly. “I’m sorry I-I shouldn’t have d-done…” She was looking a little distraught at just feeling me pressed into her stomach. Before I could say it was ok, I noticed her nose wrinkle a bit. “Oh, Oh I’m very sorry I… I should have knocked…. Oh my God! That’s why you looked so… oh my… I’m so sorry!” She was getting pink in the face. I was speechless. She ran out of my room.

In all the time I’ve been jacking off over the past several years, she has never caught me before. I’ve always been very careful. This morning, however wasn’t exactly planned. I’m sure that had been a big shock to her. I could feel she was devastated, and she was thinking that she was interrupting. I needed to fix this, so I got out of bed and washed up quick. I fixed my hair, put on some cologne, and my best prep clothes in about 10 min flat.

I went to her room, and knocked… No answer. I knocked again, still nothing. So I opened the door slowly, and saw her on her bed face down. I went to her, lay down next to her and put my arms around her. “Car, I’m sorry, about that. There is nothing for you to be embarrassed about. I should have locked the door first. It is entirely my fault. Can we just forget about this? Ok?”

“I’m sorry, I just had such a wonderful day yesterday, and last night I couldn’t think of anything but Josh. I just needed to tell someone how I feel.” We always talk about our relationships with each other. “He feels like joy in a bottle. And..and, I can’t explain it.” I knew exactly how she felt, but why? I’m so confused. ”I even dreamt about him last night! I’ve never dreamt about someone I’ve liked before.” What! She’s dreaming about him too. This might be a more difficult friendship after all. Why is this happening to me?

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Joshua​

I woke up Monday morning to the alarm buzzing in my ear. Damn I’m a mess! I hadn’t changed my boxers last night. I got up peeled them off and took a shower. I can’t get that dream out of my head from last night. I’ve had wet dreams before, but I’ve never dreamt about anyone I have known. I finished up, dried my hair, put on some cologne, and got dressed in kakis, a black polo, and a nice pair of white K-Swiss sneakers.

I went down stairs for breakfast. Adria and Kim were already there and eating eggs and bacon with toast and oj. Kim looked upset still. I opened up, Kim I’m sorry, I never setout to hurt anyone in this family. She looked at me, and tears started to flow down her cheeks and she jumped up and wrapped her arms around me.

Suddenly, it was all clear to me. I had always been Kim’s favorite family member, which is part of the reason I didn’t understand her resent bratty-ness. This had nothing to do with us moving. She was upset because she thought I wouldn’t want to spend as much time with her now that I was practically a house away. I’ll always have time for my little sister! And I’ll always be your big brother.

I’m sorry Joshy. she thought. Kim was the only one I let call me that.

It’s ok now? “It’s Ok!” I said aloud. “Now let’s eat, we got to catch the bus in a half hour.” She just smiled at me with tear stricken eyes.

We were back, a family once again. Breakfast was wonderful. Mom commented on how nice I looked.

Adria said, “Yea, I’ve always liked having a hot older brother!” to Mom’s and Kim’s giggling, and my face getting a bit red.

“Hey, Mom, where is the bus stop?”, trying desperately to change the subject.

“I’m not sure, hun. Why don’t you go next-door and ask your new friends?”

So, I drank down the last of my juice. And said I’d be right back. “Say hi to your new girlfriend for me.” yelled Adria in singsong. Man she’s always liked pushing my buttons. I ran out the back door, hopped the fence, and knocked on their backdoor.

“Josh, what’s up dude?” Casey said as he answered the door, a little red faced. Carrie must have been embarrassing him too. He was looking sharp today! Why was I noticing?

“I was just wondering where the bus stop is for school?”

“It’s just down the street. If you want we’re about to head over there ourselves.”

“Cool. Is that the same spot for all the busses?”

“Yea it is. You want your sisters to tag along?”

“Yea, that would be cool. They like it when big brother is around to protect them.” I chuckled.

“Yea what about Kim, she seemed kinda upset with you yesterday.”

“No problem, she was afraid I wasn’t going to spend any time with her anymore, with the new room and all.”

“Ahh! That makes sense now. She’s a big brother’s girl”

“Yep, through and through!” we both laughed.

“Josh! Hey how’s it going?” Carrie popped up, behind her brother.

Smiling, “Hi Carrie! Going wonderfully! Did you sleep well?” she suddenly started to get red in the cheeks.

“Yea, very well. You wanta walk with us to the bus stop?”

“Me and Casey were just discussing that.” I said smiling.

“Cool! See ya in a few then!”

I went back, kissed mom, got the girls, and headed out the front door to wait in the front yard. We didn’t wait at all. By the time we had closed the front door Casey was coming out of his house.

We walked the few blocks to where the bus stop was. The conversation was great. My sisters were being charming. I think Adria might have a crush on Casey, the way she’s always looking at him. I wish I could open my mind around the twins so I could hear what she’s thinking, because I bet she was broadcasting with the eyeball he was getting from her. I think she saw me catching her in the act a few times, because she stopped talking as much and was turning a slight shade of pink.

There are about ten other kids at the bus stop, but none of them are our age there all my sister’s ages. Which I think was fine with Adria, because it gave her a chance to get her mind off of Casey. I thought with this amount of people I could chance ‘opening up’. They all seemed exited to have new kids in the neighborhood. I wasn’t getting the “static” from yesterday around the twins so I was thinking it will be safe.

Kim’s bus came before ours. After most of the kids left I started to get snippets from the twins. They seemed to be in their own separate little worlds.

Carrie was embarrassed and nervous, and I got …my boyfriend, movie, how do I…, and …so hot. could she be thinking of someone she’s dating?

Casey was distracted and confused, I don’t understand, why am I, and …got get this… he must be going through something right now, but I’m not sure what. As concerned as I may be I would never pry into someone’s mind without permission. Besides I don’t know what the static thing is I’m getting from these two when I get close to them.

“What’s up guys, you got quiet all the sudden?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just a lot on my mind that’s all.” Casey said.

“Yea, Nothing really.” Carrie feebly answered.

“OK, but look. I know we just met and all, but if either of you need to talk to someone about anything. I’m well known as a good listener, and I usually have pretty good advice.” I said in my best Dr. Phil.

“Thanks!” in stereo again. They laughed at my obvious joke. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the twin simulcast thing. I had to chuckle though.

The bus ride was uneventful. Adria had already found a couple of girls to hang out with in the front of the bus. She had always been better at making friends then me. I did meet one of the twin’s friends, Bryan Carson. He seemed cool he sat next to me, and the twins sat together. I kinda closed down, with all of the minds shouting in cramped space. Everyone seemed way too happy for so early in the morning.

The first day school started out ok, but dissolved after third period. I was in only two classes with the twins, third period AP Calculus and JROTC.

I noticed the grouping twins were telling me about. All over the school were little packs of students. I was hanging with Casey and Carrie in the morning and was introduced to the Joes. They were the JROTC brats. Seeing as how I was in “rot-see”, as they called it, I was glad to meet them. ROTC was my only non-AP class I was taking.

The major difference between this school’s and my old school’s ROTC was the new one was Army and I had been Air Force in my old school. I met the XO of our company, a guy by the name of Myles, and met several of my classmates. They were cool.

First period was AP chemistry. Mr. Newton was the teacher. He was the kind of teacher I liked, very passionate about his subject. The more passionate a teacher is about their subject the more insight they give me. He was a bit worried about me though because they were having a big test that day and he didn’t want me to get too far behind. I asked what the test would be on, and lucky me they were at the same place I was in at my old school. So I told him it was no problem. He was glad because he wanted to see where I was anyway. He said if I didn’t do well he would let me retake it.

I was the first one finished, and he started grading it as soon as I turned it in. I had about twenty minutes left in class so I pulled out my new book and started memorizing it. Five minutes before the end of class he asked to see me and we stepped outside.

“Wow! You scored a perfect test! Is this your favorite subject or something?”

“No sir, that’s my usual test performance though. If I hadn’t gotten a perfect score I would have been worried.” I smirked.

“This is how you perform in all your classes?”

“Yea, as long it is theory in nature. Practical application I normally get high B’s and A’s though.”

“Well it will be a pleasure to have you in my class. But if I may ask why you aren’t in collage already?”

“Dad thought it would be best if I had a normal childhood. Besides, I like the interaction with my peers. Everybody would be much older than me in college if I had left when I could have.”

My next class was JROTC. It was fun. We had two First Sergeants and a full bird Colonel as instructors. I had a blast, I got my uniform and found out Wednesday is our dress day, and I’m going to have get my hair cut. I’m not happy about that, at my old school as long as it fit under your hat they weren’t that strict and my hair is not that long, just to my chin, but these guys were all business. I would have to get it cut at lest another three inches up. Oh well, I like the class anyway.

Third period it self was ok, but crumbled just after class. Once again, I impressed my teacher and my new friends by acing a pop quiz. Ms. Gregor was a very good teacher as well. I can see why this school out shines the others in the state, the teaching staff seem to have a passion for teaching.

After AP Cal, we went to our lockers to change books for the next classes. Me and Casey had lockers near each other. Carrie’s was down another hall. It was cool. I got a little while longer to hang out with Casey anyway. Casey got the last of his books into his bag, closed his locker, and said goodbye.

As he turned to go off, someone was walking past Casey. His leg got caught up in the other guys. It took everything Casey had not to fall flat on his face. The guy he bumped into however was not so graceful. He landed face first on the hard floor.

I suddenly got two very contrasting emotions. Casey was scared out of his wits. Omygod! Omygod! Shit! Shit! Shit!

And the other was one of sheer venomous anger. WHAT THE FUCK! WHO DARES TRIP ME!

Everywhere else I got humor and laughter.

“Aw Shit Mark, I…I’m so sorry, I sh…should have been watching were I was go…going.”

The big guy on the ground was surprisingly fast. He was on his feet and had Casey up against the lockers so fast. I thought he might have knocked him out, his head hit so hard on the locker behind him.

“Yea!! Well Not as sorry as your gonna be!!”

Casey was groaning from the slam. Mark was holding him up with one hand around his neck. I saw his arm reach back, as he was winding up his blow, I reacted. I move beside him and throw my hand up to deflect the blow away from Casey, but instead I caught his fist, stopping his arm in mid-swing.

What the Fuck! Is he serious! I’ll beat him to a pulp!, his anger was peaking. He couldn’t belive someone was standing up to him. I tried to send calming emotions to him.

“OK, stop this! It was an accident and he apologized. Calm down and let’s talk about it.” I tried to ease the situation.

That wasn’t working. This guy, Mark, was still way too pissed. “What the fuck is your problem limp dick! This has nothing to do with you!” as he released Casey he just crumpled to the ground. I really wanted to bend over and see if he was alright, but the Neanderthal was now looking at me with fire in his eyes, So the new kid thinks he’s tough! he had backed up a step and was now squaring up with me.

“Look, I don’t want to fight you, but I will not let you hurt my friend. So just calm down!”

“Aww he doesn’t ‘want’ to fight me…’sob’…boo hoo,” in his best baby imitation, “you should have thought of that before you stuck your nose where it doesn’t belong!”

He threw a punch at me, I easily parried it. Then another one, and another, and another, I blocked each one with ease. After the fifth attempt he was starting to piss me off. I needed to defuse the situation.

He threw his sixth6th punch with his right hand. I stepped left and parried with my right, so his right shoulder was exposed to me. Then, I rotated my hand so that my palm was facing his arm, and grabbed him by the wrist. I started to pull him forward, using his own momentum against him, pulling his upper body forward, and bending him in half. With my left hand I began applying pressure to his right arm just below the shoulder. Pulling with my right hand and pushing down with my left, bent his arm up into the air while his body and shoulder were going downward at a forty-five degree angle in the wrong direction. He cried out from the pain this was causing.

“Alright now, calm down and I’ll release…”I didn’t get to finish…

He started moving quickly. He began to drop straight down to the ground, pulling his arm from my grip. He then spun in mid fall so that his back was facing the ground instead of his chest. He used the momentum of the twist to throw a punch at my unprotected family jewels. Luckily he couldn’t aim well while falling to the ground, but the desired effect of him breaking the lock worked. As well his blow hit me right between the legs, but thankfully just behind the sack. Either way I was thrown back by the force of the blow, and stunned for a second.

He took the time to get to his feet quickly and was throwing a punch at my gut before I could react. The blow connected and, although it winded me I second, it didn’t really hurt at all. He continued his assault by throwing a punch at my head. (Why was he only using his left arm now? Did I hurt him that much?) I felt him hit me in the nose and it knock by head back, but once again it didn’t hurt that much. I must be lucky he didn’t break it. He did however daze me briefly from my head snapping back. And then I saw his head coming straight at me. He head butted me just above my left eye. Once again, he just about knocked me off my feet, but the blow didn’t hurt like I knew it should be.

I had had enough! I was getting pissed at this. So I decided to try and end this quick. He stumbled back a bit from his head hitting mine and I took the opportunity. To land a blow in his gut, just on the right side. The sound of air escaping his mouth told me the fight was over. He crumpled to the ground, huddled over, one hand grasping my shirt, the other clutching his chest as he tried to find air.

Suddenly, a teacher rushed through the huddled crowd. “What’s going on here?!” As he rushed up to us, “Oh my god! What did you do to this poor boy? The teacher asked me, a concerned look on his face. The sound of mark gasping for air was very loud.

Before I could answer, several other men came on to the scene. “What happened here?” I later found out Coach Barry said.

“A fight, and a little one sided I’d say. Take this boy to the office.” The first teacher said pointing at me.

“What? Hey, wait a minute. I was just…”

"Save it for Principal Darwell, young man. Your first day and we can already see your going to be a troublemaker.” I try to protest but he just dragged me away. I noticed Casey was out like a light as I passed him.

“Oh my God! Casey!” Carrie was running to her brother on the ground.

So there I am in this little room. It reminded me of the interrogation rooms you see on television cop shows. After about Twenty minutes an older man walked in and sat down. And although I have never met him personally, I knew this was principal Darwell.

“Well Mr. Kingston, it would seem trouble likes you. So would you like to tell me why you would pick a fight with Mark?”

“Pick a fight with him? He started this, not me! My friend, Casey Toma, accidentally tripped him as he was walking by Casey’s locker. Casey apologized and the guy threw him against the locker and started to swing on him. I stopped him and asked him to calm down. He proceeded to throw punch after punch at me, and I defended myself.”

“So let me get this straight. His shoulder is popped out of joint, he has several cracked or broken ribs, and he is going to need stitches for that cut on his head. You, on the other hand, don’t have a mark on you, and you were defending your self. Sounds like you were playing with him.”

“I…I broke his ribs??”

“Yes, that’s what happens when you kick and punch some one several times in the ribs. They break! Not to mention that you dislocated his right shoulder!”

“I only put him in the arm bar to stop him from throwing punches, and stop the fight. I only hit the guy once”

“Your telling me you only hit him once! That’s your story? Then how come he is bleeding from the head and has broken ribs?”

“That must have been from when he head butted me! Besides, ask anyone who was there! I gave him ample time to stop the fight and calm down.”

This kid is messing with the wrong person. If he thinks this innocent act will work on me “The only ones who would talk, said that you and your friend started this. That you were laughing at him when he fell and provoked him in to fighting you.”

“WHAT?” The lights in the room flickered a moment. I was getting angrier by the second. Dad! I think I need your help at school

What’s wrong son?

I got in a fight today, trying to save Casey from the beating of a lifetime. I tried several times to stop the kid, and get him to calm down, but this guy was over the top. The principal doesn’t believe me, I’m actually surprised he hasn’t called you yet.

Ok I’m on my way.

After staring at this guy for the time it took to send a message to dad, “Well what do you have to say for your self?”

“I want my father here before I say something I might regret!”

“Ok son, that’s fine, but I don’t think your daddy is going to like what you’ve done.”

A knock came at the door, and it opened. The school nurse came in. “After looking at that boy I thought I should see how bad the other one is.”

“Good idea! Make sure he does not have any bruises.” He said smirking.

“Yea, because he hit me twice in the head and I would hate for the swelling to get too bad.” I said.

They both looked at me like I was crazy. Darwell left shaking his head. I can’t believe that kid can lie to my face like that. that hurt. These guys thought I was full of shit.

“You say he hit you twice in the face?” said the nurse, looking closely at my face.

“Well yea. He punched me in the nose, then head butted me. They weren’t very hard, but there should be some bruising.”

“Yes there should, but there isn’t much more than a few abrasions on your nose. It’s a lot less than you’re punching bag got.” He said with a smirk.

“But, I only hit him once!” I was getting very frustrated!

“Impossible, there is no way a single punch could bruise an area a foot in diameter, unless, your fist is the size of a hubcap!”

“WHAT??”

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Next: Confusion​

Well I will actually have the next chapter up later this morning.

Joshua

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

I'm on a roll today.... here is Chapter 3

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Gifted

Chapter 3: Confusion

Carrie​

The day had started out as one of the best days ever. Seeing Joshua standing at the back door had made the embarrassment of that morning seem… nonexistent. Josh has to be one of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen, and he lives next door. Somebody’s looking out for me.

I wasn’t the only one looking either! Those hussies in AP cal were giving him the eye! And giggling! “Oh no you don’t, he’s mine!” was the look I was giving them. Before I could say anything to them, the teacher walked in and started class.

It’s not just that he looks dreamy, or he has a nice body! There is something about him I can’t describe. I can’t help myself. I think I’m in love!

Anyway, after class Casey, Josh, and I were walking together. I saw one of the girls that had been goggling my Josh, heading his way. (My Josh?) I stood in front of her, between her and Josh, so she could see me, and gave her a very nasty look. She ducked her head and walked away.

I smiled to myself for standing up for Josh, but then it hit me what that must have looked like. I’ve only known the guy for one day and already I’m laying claims. I don’t even know if he likes me yet! I need to remedy that. I decided that I would find a way to talk to him this afternoon, alone.

I had just left Josh and Casey at their lockers, and went on to my next class. I’d been daydreaming about Josh. After the dream I had last night it was about the only thing on my mind all morning. Yep, I had it bad! I was about halfway there, when Casey entered my thoughts. ‘That’s weird’ I told myself. ‘Go back to dreaming of Josh!’ Then it hit me, something was wrong. I had to find my brother quick. We have always known when one another was feeling bad or in trouble. It’s just one of those twin things.

So I turned and ran back up stairs, running though people. I think I knocked down the poor girl I frightened earlier. As I approached his locker, I found a large crowd had formed around the locker area. It was the sound of a fight. Cheering! Goading! “Kick his ass Mark!” “Aww, that had to hurt!” A couple of Mark’s flunkeys were running just in of front me.

Oh God! Mark was fighting my brother! He’ll kill him. I made my way though the crowd just as a hushed silence was falling. The sound of hard breathing was very loud, like someone gasping for their last breath. NOO!!!

I heard a couple of teachers talking about the fight. “A fight, and a little one-sided I’d say. Take this boy to the office.”

Mark’s flunkeys were pushing their way through the crowd, leaving a path to get though. So I pushed my way behind them until I found my brother crumpled on the ground, leaning against the wall of lockers. “Oh my God! Casey!” I yelled as I ran to him. It was then I noticed Mark, on the ground in a fetal position, gasping for air. His hands were griping his stomach and his head was bloody. A teacher was attempting to figure out what was wrong with him.

I then looked down the hall and saw my Joshua being hauled to the principal’s office. Josh couldn’t have done that to Mark could he?

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James Kingston​

After my Son’s message I took an extended lunch break and headed for his school. On the way I received a phone call from Mr. Darwell, The principal at Stratus High.

“Hello.”

“James Kingston please...”

“Speaking.”

“Yes, this is Hector Darwell, from your son’s school. I’m afraid there has been an incident today with your son. I would appreciate it if you could come in for us to discuss it with you and your son.”

“Was he in some kind of accident?” I asked feigning ignorance.

“Actually a fight sir, instigated it seems, by your son.”

“Well I’m actually in the area talking to a client I’ll be there in 2 minutes.” And true to my word I walked in the building two minutes later. I headed straight to the head office.

“Yes, is there something I can help you with?” asked the student behind the counter.

“Yes. I’m here to speak with Mr. Darwell.”

“Oh, I’m afraid he is busy at the moment. There was fight a while ago and he is seeing to the boy who was injured.”

“I’m Mr. Kingston, Joshua’s father. That is the reason I’m here. How badly was the boy hurt?”

“Oh’ I’m sorry. I’m not sure really. The nurse’s office is just down the hall to the left. The principal is in there and he is expecting you.”

I left the main office and went to the nurse’s office. Before I walked in I could sense the pain and the fury! There was a young man, he was huge, looked like he was twenty. He had his shirt off and I could see the damage. It looked as though he had been beat many times in the right ribs. He was bruised from just below the breast to his waistline. His head was also bandaged.

The man beside him stood up, and came over to me with his hand out. “You must Mr. Kingston. Thank you for coming so quickly. As you can see your boy did quite a number on poor Mark here.” Mark just moaned

“Yes. What happened?”

“Well, according to students that were there for the fight, Casey Toma, a friend of your son’s it would seem, tripped Mark up and then started the students up to laughing about it. Mark, the boy on the table, got up and shoved Casey into the wall, and asked him why he had done it. A fight between them started, but it was two on one, as your son jumped in. He managed to knock down Casey but Joshua was too much for him, as he threw him to the ground and began kicking him. Joshua claims different, but I think he is just trying to save himself from punishment.”

“Hmm, that does not seem like Joshua to me, not the way you described things.”

“Look, all parents think their kids can do no wrong, but I see it everyday. Seemingly good kids at home are little hellions here.”

I did a minor probe into the man’s mind, looking for surface thoughts of today. I found the three tough looking boys as they explained what had happened in the fight. The other kids around them seemed to not want to say anything, almost frightened. I didn’t like it! I can tell when a person is making something up on the spot when I see it. Things were defiantly not adding up.

“Let me see my son.”

"Of course.” He led me down the hall to another room and opened the door. I had seen rooms like this many times, an interrogation room. Josh sat at a single table with a chair at either end, him in one of them. He seemed to make a slight smile as I walked in.

“Leave me a moment with my son”

“Of course.”

After he closed the door, “Son, this is bad! Have you seen what you did to that poor boy?” I thought you said you acted in self-defense. That’s not what it looks like

Dad, I hit the guy once, and put him in an arm bar!

Son, that’s kind of hard to swallow. That boy looks like he was assaulted by five kids and you don’t have a mark on you.

Ok Dad, just watch this! he then he replayed the event through our link. I had a sinking feeling as the scene played out.

I understand now son, open your mind to me for a moment I felt the access to his mind open up. I found what I was looking for, and suppressed it. I knew I couldn’t help my son with this, my father might. I’ll call him later to explain the situation. My son has no idea… well this can wait, he’s safe for now, and so are the people around him.

Before I could explain anything to my son, the door opened up and Darwell reentered. “So have you gotten to the truth?”

“Yes! I have and it sits right where I always thought it would be, with my son!”

“WHAT!!?? But you have seen Mark you know he is telling a boldfaced lie!”

“Is he?? First the boy in question is a known bully at this school! A fact you forgot to mention. Second, My son cannot lie to me. He’s never been successful and I don’t think he ever will!” I said smiling to my son’s blushing face. “Third, your eyewitnesses weren’t even there for the fight. They arrived as the fight was ending. And besides you know damn well they are part of Mark’s gang anyway! So Mr. Darwell, my question to you is why are you helping a known bully spread his reputation, by slanting the evidence in his favor?” I began sending embarrassment toward Mr. Darwell to really sink in the facts I had uncovered.

It seemed to be working. The principal was dumfounded. He said meekly “b…but how do you know all of this?”

“I’m a lawyer! its my job to know what the truth is!”

The color drained from Mr. Darwell’s face. As much as the revelation that I was a lawyer as from the waves of guilt I was sending him. “Umm… I’m sorry Mr. Kingston. It’s just that the injuries sustained by Mark, and physical marks absent on your son. I just…” I had him feeling like an ant right now.

“You assumed he was a new bully in school, staking his claim as the new top dog! Well my so is the farthest thing from a bully, I have ever known. He came to the aid of a friend and tried to stop a fight that Mark repeatedly refused to end. Mark is just the kind of kid that won’t back down for anything, because it would ruin his reputation in the school as the number one bully.

“Joshua has been in martial arts since he was 6. He is a third degree black belt and has been taught how to roll with punches to alleviate as much damage as possible, not to mention delivering devastating blows. I’m sure my son did not intend to cause the damage that he did, but he was merely trying to defuse the situation before someone else got hurt”

He seemed to believe my explanation and the dawning of his mistake was evident on his face. “I am so sorry for the misunderstanding and the embarrassment this may have caused. We were merely going on the evidence at hand, which I see now clearly indicated the true villain here.” He said, sounding very sincere, well as sincere as a man can who is trying not to get sued.

“Sir, Let me introduce you to your valedictorian for this year! He will win many academic awards for you. Not to mention athletic ones too.” Josh squirmed at that, he’s never been much for sports, but he was about to become great! “You need to treat him right or I will take him to a different school!!”

“Yes sir. That will not be necessary. I think your son will come to like Stratus High!” he was now saying with a smile, as he realized I wasn’t intending to sue the school for gross misconduct.

“Josh if the principal has nothing else I would like you to go on to your next class please. We’ll discus this later when I get home” I said to my son with a smile. He was just beaming. “I would like to have a word with Mr. Darwell.”

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Joshua​

Oh, my God I thought for sure I was a goner. After the nurse told me of the damage Mark had sustained, I was mortified. How had I done so much damage to the guy? Was he going to hold a grudge? Oh shit! My dad just walked in.

He was concerned it seems both about Mark and I but more about me. As I was showing him the fight as I perceived it. He was both reassured and disturbed at the same time. Kinda weird huh! He had me stop in a couple of places and took a look around. He seemed to like what he found.

He eventually asked if I would open my mind to him. Wow, what a big request. I haven’t done that in 5 years. So I opened up, but put a barrier around my feelings for the twins. Luckily he didn’t go anywhere near them, instead he went way back, beyond my conciseness. I’m not sure what he did, but I could feel something was different about me.

Before I could ask what he had done, the principal came back into the room. My dad was brilliant. I could not believe how he stuck up for me, and he figured everything out in less than five minutes. Damn! I admire his power of clarity. He always seems to know the best way to do something. I then realized that dad was flooding Mr. Darwell’s emotions with guilt. I almost burst out laughing.

He then proceeded to make me really blush, as he started talking about my achievements. What was he talking about sports awards, about the only sport I like is swimming. He then asked me to go on to my next class. He made it clear that we would talk later today.

I had missed a whole class and it was time for lunch. So I headed for the cafeteria. I was kinda worried about Casey. I should have killed Mark for hurting my… what am I thinking? This is starting to feel really weird.

I entered the cafeteria, with a lot on my mind. Suddenly there were kids all over me. “How did you do it?" “Oh man, I can’t believe you stood up to that asshole.” “I heard you broke a rib with only one punch.” The questions were coming at me in a blur. I was desperately looking for a way out.

Then, a tall blond guy came though the crowd and right up to me. He winked at me, then turned and said, ”Ok, come on people, break it up, give the guy some room. He’s just spent the last hour being interrogated and I don’t think he can take another hour of it. Now shoo!”

He turned around and said, ”Hi. I’m James Carlson. I don’t think we’ve met yet.” And he offered me his hand.

This guy was very handsome. Long Blond hair, gray eyes that seemed to look through you, and he was well built, like a brick. I’d heard his name before, the twins had told me. He was the captain of the football team and the chess team, as well as others. I took his hand. He had a strong, firm grip. Then I started getting images from him. He was undressing me and fondling my… Wow, he’s gay! I wonder if anyone else knows. If I was gay I would surely have to check this guy out, to say he looked good was an understatement. “I’m Josh, pleased to meet you.” The images went away as my words brought him back to reality.

“Well! Why don’t you come sit with us.” He motioned over to a table. I saw several kids already sitting at the table looking at us. Casey and Carrey were there too, both smiling at me. So I followed him over and sat down right beside Carrie.

“How’s the neck Casey?”

“Oh it’s fine, he just knocked the wind out of me,” he said smiling. “I wish I had been awake to see you take him down.”

“Yea, well I don’t like to fight, someone always gets hurt.” I said, with a frown.

“You can say that again. The rumor is that you broke one of his ribs” a red headed boy I had not met said.

“Well, it might have been more than one they told me.” someone else piped in. I really started feeling embarrassed.

A lot of ooos and ahhhs coming from all around, “I saw it, I was there, and although he got in a few good hits, that blow to his stomach was a good move. It took him down fast. And you must have nuts of steel! I saw that hit he gave you breaking that arm lock.”

“Well luckily he hit me in my ass, just behind the sack. It still knocked me back though.”

Carrie put her arms around my arm hugging it, then she laid her head on my shoulder. Oh God that feels good! “I’m just thankful you didn’t get hurt and that you saved my brother.”

“Gee thanks, I guess I should be glad I at least rate on the list.” Casey said smiling smugly. Carrie just smiled.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, except for the fact that I had become the schools favorite celebrity. At the end of school day Casey came up to me, “I just want to thank you for helping me today. You know you didn’t have to do that.”

“Are you kidding me, of course I’m going to help a friend in trouble.”

“I just wish I could have seen it. Haha!”

Carrie ran up as we were walking to the bus, “Hey Josh, I was wondering if you have any plans this Friday?”

“Not that I’m aware of. What do you have in mind?”

“I thought maybe we could go to a movie or something.”

“Yea, that’s a great idea!” Casey said. I got the initial feeling that’s not what she meant.

“That’s sounds cool”, I said.

Carrie jumped up and yelped, “Yea!” She ran up and kissed me on the cheek.

The ride home was very nice. Carrie sat beside me, quite close. I really do like her. I have been thinking of asking her to go on a date one night. The only problem there are these feelings I have for her brother I can’t quite explain. The big thing is not just that I have feelings for him, but I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t have the same feelings about me. Well, it will be nice to go out with them both Friday night.

I wish I could keep my mind open around them. Its kind of strange, I’m so used to getting insights to people around me and the only time I can chance it around them is when we are in a crowd. I have never made friends without knowing what they really feel. This is a new experience for me. I kinda like it. There is a mystery there that I have been missing.

At home I went to my room to do some homework. About five o’clock, dad came upstairs. “Hey Son, busy day huh!”

“You could say that. Fight on my first day. Hehe!”

“Yea, we need to talk about that.” He came over and sat on my bed, “I understand you were helping out a friend, but you need to be careful when you decide to fight. I think you don’t know your own strength. You have been working out a lot lately… You were very helpful during the move, by the way. I just think you need to be careful.”

“Yea dad, I had no idea I had done that much damage to the guy. I was only trying to stop him. I hope he’s ok.”

“He’ll be fine after those ribs heal. Just remember what I said and be careful. Oh, by the way, your grandfather is coming down for a visit next week.”

After dad left, I got back to homework. A half an hour later there was a knock at my door. So I went downstairs to the door to see who it was, and there was Casey.

“Hey bud, I was going to shoot some hoops. You interested?”

“Sure, let me change clothes.” I ran upstairs to change. Just a loose fitting shirt and a pair of basketball shorts I own. I ran back downstairs and we left.

I like playing basketball, but I’m not very good. It has been awhile since I’ve played. I was kind of surprised that I wasn’t doing that bad. I made quite a few baskets, not as many as Casey, but I did ok. It had been over a year since I last played. We played one on one, and horse. I lost both times.

I did have a lot of fun though. I just haven’t felt as worn out as I was feeling right now in a long time. After it got dark we came back to my place, sat on the back porch, and drank some grape Kool-Aid to cool off.

“You know Josh? I feel like I could talk to you about anything and I’ve only known you for a couple of days. It seems like we’ve been friends forever!”

“You know, a lot of my friends back home said the same thing. I knew all of the secrets of the school because my friends confided the whoppers to me.” I smiled sheepishly.

“I’ve been really confused lately. I find myself really attracted to someone at school. I can’t stop thinking about them. The problem is the person I think I like, can’t possible feel the same way about me. They don’t seem like the type of person that would go for a guy like me.” He seemed really nervous. I really wanted to open up a bit to him to get a better read.

“Well, hey dude! You got nothing to worry about. You’re a good-looking guy, I mean just look at your twin! You’re a masculine version of her and just as good-looking! And, trust me your sister is very hot, so you must be too, see! Any chick at school would be stupid to not go out with you…”

“Hey, whatcha doin guys?” Carrie said as she was bouncing in our direction from next-door.

“Oh, nothing we were just cooling off from some b-ball action. How have you been tonight Sis?”

“Oh, so I’m not interrupting anything?”

“Well…” I began to say.

“Ah…no” Casey seemed even more red, as he jutted in quickly.

“Good, ‘cauz I was kinda hoping I could talk to Josh a minute”

His face changed to a haphazard smile, almost sheepish. “OK, I can take a hint. Even if they are that blunt!” he said laughing a little, it almost seemed a bit forced, though.

Casey left and Carrie replaced him by my side. Damn, she looked good in anything she was wearing. She was in pink sweatpants, with a tee shirt that looked 3 sizes too small, it only went about 4 inches below her ample breasts, showing off smooth toned female abs. She wasn’t wearing any shoes or socks. Damn she had pretty feet. Her hair was slicked back, kinda like Trinity’s was in the Matrix. She must have just gotten out of the shower. She was so hot right now, I was very glad to be sitting down.

“I can’t wait for Friday; it’ll be so much fun with the just the three of us, hanging out. I’m so looking forward to it.” Carrie said, almost giggling

“Me too, you guys been so great to me.” We sat there for a few seconds just letting that sink in. I could tell Carrie wanted to talk but she wasn’t. I really like Carrie, a lot more than I should for someone I’ve known for so little time, and the thought has crossed my mind, on several occasions, to maybe ask her out sometime. Something felt like this was the time!

“Um…Carrie…”

“Yea”

“I was wondering if you would… want to… to go out with me one night, just us?”

“Oh, Yes! Yes!” she said a bit happy!

She then leaned over and placed her lips on mine. It was better than I could have possibly imagined. I was falling hard for her. She is so much a better kisser then Jessica. When we finally came up for air, I realized just how hard I was. She then leaned over and both of her arms were reaching around my side for a hug.

“Ok, How about Saturday night! Me and you go out, alone!”

“That sounds great to me, Josh. I can’t wait!”

Then she kissed me again and left me sitting there. Wow, I can’t believe this. I hope this doesn’t mess things up with Casey and me being friends. I know how protective I am about my sister.

I felt like I was on cloud nine! Is this what love feels like?

I got up to go inside, and immediately sat back down. All eight and a half inches of me was sticking straight out in the very thin material of these shorts. I couldn’t go into the house like this! I tried to think of other things, I heard baseball worked, but was not helping. Finally, I thought I’d go in through the garage. As I stood up, I looked like a complete idiot, waddling like a duck, trying to make the large tent in my pants not so noticeable.

I snuck in through the garage back door, ran upstairs, tore all my clothes off, and plopped down on my bed. I had to take care of this problem, cauz it wasn’t going away. I just laid back and closed my eyes. My hand was instantly on my jock, and I started a slow pace, just to heighten the feeling.

I decided I needed to finish this quick. I generally take about 15 minutes to a half hour to cum. But I needed to get downstairs before mom starts wondering why I haven’t come in for supper. I know this little trick I learned a couple of years ago while plying with my mind. There is a spot in my mind that is where all of my pleasure comes from. I found that I can… what’s the word… deflect the pleasure, mentally back on itself. It can cause a spectacular orgasm. I use it whenever I want a quick and powerful finish.

So I’m thinking of Carrie, and all the things I’d like to do with her. My thoughts wander to her just the way she was in my dream last night. Her lips were surprisingly just like I just experienced, although not as powerful. Her breasts were ripe and soft and firm all at the same time. I envisioned I was straddling her, with my groin between her legs, my hands go down to dip into her pot… but they run into anther cock, just as hard and throbbing as mine, pushing into my pelvis. I pull back from my kiss and Casey is smiling at me, with a devilish grin.

Oh God! Why am I envisioning him again, and I’m fully conscious. This isn’t an uncontrollable dream. So I force the image back to Carrie. Those supple lips, mounds of ample ass in either of my hands as I reach down for a good grip, and her ripe melons pressing against my chest… I flip us so she is now on top. She reaches down and begins massaging me rhythmically. Then she lifts off of me, smiling and positions herself over my raging member. As she impaled herself upon me, two things struck me. First, she is way too tight, and second, I feel something long and hard slap my belly. Snapping my attention back, there is Casey smiling at me as he starts bouncing on my cock.

This is insane, why are my thoughts shifting back to Casey? I open my eyes. I’m too close now to worry about needing an image. I’m reflecting the pleasure back, right along with the stroke of my cock. “Oh God… Ahhh! Fuck!” The violent eruption of my one eyed snake is enormous. The first shot goes over my head and onto the wall behind me. The next covers my face, and then all the way down my chest. Ohhhh! I squirt a few more times, forming a puddle in my pubes. Then, the vibrations hit me. You know the ones that come over you after a massive orgasm, that wonderful, tingling all over, feeling.

I really don’t want to move after that. I’m so give out after an enhanced jack off session like that. Suddenly my door downstairs opens! Talk about, shitting a brick! I started looking around for some underwear, or tissue to clean up the mess I’ve made.

“Josh, honey did you want something to eat?” Mom yelled at me from the bottom of the staircase.

"Um, yea mom. But in a few minutes, I’m going to take a shower first. I’m all hot and funky from basketball.” If she only new the funk!

“Ok, I put a plate in the oven for you.”

“Thanks mom.” Wow! What a close call, I thought for sure she would come up the stairs. Thank God for small miracles.

I spent the entire shower, reflecting. Why am I attracted to Casey, and why does he show up in my fantasies of Carrie? This is so confusing. There has to be a reason I’m attracted to Casey, I don’t understand. I don’t think I’m gay, I don’t find my self attracted to other guys, or at least I don’t think I am.

I’ve never thought about another guy the way I do with Casey. I mean he’s a good-looking guy, well he’s a hot guy, but there are a lot of hot-good-looking guys at school. Take James, if I were gay there is an Adonis of a man to ogle over, and I know he’s gay! I just see him as another guy though. Not as a sexy beast, which I’m sure any gay guy would call him.

This is all so confusing. I still couldn’t make any sense out of it after I got out of the shower. I’m not so sure I should be dating Carrie, with these feelings I’m having for Casey.

Then it hit me, I remembered he likes some girl at school. A big weight lifted. Why am I worried about Casey! There’s no way he’d be interested in me… this is all just my mind playing with me.

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Next: The Date!​

Well I'll try to get a new chapter up tomorrow

 

[GrayFox]

This is a good one!

 

[Endlessnight500]

Wow great story

 

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great story!

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

Thanks folks

I hope to have the next chapter up a little later today.

also if you liked this story check out my other

Night Eternal

It is a cool Story about lost love..... and vampires!!! what a mix

thanks again for the comments

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[mexamor]

That is one awesome story. You have a great imagination, I am liking this so much....

 

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This is going to be fun

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

Ok Chapter 4.... Enjoy

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Chapter 4 The Date!​

Joshua​

The rest of the week was kind of a blur to me. I made it through my second day of school ok. It was great actually! First off I’m like a new celebrity in school, everybody knows me. Everyone I pass in the halls knows my name.

“Hey Josh…” “Josh my man…” “Yo Josh”

My teachers are starting to wonder why I’m still in school. I’ve aced all their tests this week, even with no study time. I love having a memory like a steal trap… hehe.

Carrie was doing her part to make sure everyone knew we were a couple. She was walking everywhere holding my hand, and kissing me every time we had to break up, in the most visible spots of the halls each time. I really loved the attention I was getting from her. Not to mention the attention I was getting from all the other girls in school. It is true what they say that all the ladies want you once you’re spoken for. I’ve dated several girls before, but they were just dates. I knew they probably wouldn’t more then a few dates, and none had… except for Jessica. However, this is the first time I have really felt like I had a steady girlfriend of any significance, so it was a bit of a new experience for me. I think I like it!

Tuesday, James came up to me after lunch. “Hey, Josh. Can I talk to you a minute?”

“Yea sure James, what’s up?”

“Um, I’m not sure if you’d be interested but, the football team is holding tryouts next week for a new receiver. Two of ours got injured in the first couple of games and we need to find replacements. One of the guys we have filling in the position now is awful; he’s a forward tackle, but the only thing we had. Coach is holding open auditions, to all classes, because he’s not too happy with his JV guys this year either. We need at least one, maybe two people, so would you be interested?”

“Um, I don’t know I’ve never really been a big sports guy. Why me?”

“Dude, you are the toughest ‘son of a bitch’ I know, after cleaning Mark’s clock! Besides, you seem well defined under that polo. I think you would be awesome!” he said smiling almost lustfully…

I smirked, “So you been checkin me out huh?” I could see the fear flash in his eyes, thinking that he might have said the wrong thing. I figured I should let him off the hook, “Just kidding man, when is the tryout?”

“Next Monday, after school.”

“Cool I’ll try.” I said smiling. I don’t know why I decided to do it, but something inside me said, why not!

When I told Casey that afternoon on the bus, he said, “Cool, I’m trying out too. I was on the team last year, but I didn’t join this year, because we were on vacation through out the end of summer, during training. I understand that there are filling two spots. So maybe we can both get on.” That made me feel even better, because I would have someone else there I knew at the tryouts.

When I got home I couldn’t wait to tell dad. I know he is a big football fan. He was captain of his high school team, and was always a little disappointed that I had not been that interested in sports. I know how to play all the games from sitting with dad all these years, whenever a game was on. I’d played some touch football back home a few times. It was fun to play, but I just had never thought of playing it for real. This new prospect was kind of a new feeling for me. I was fairly exited about the tryouts.

I did my homework at the kitchen table so I’d know when he got home. I also wanted to spend some time with my sisters. Kim and Adria were happy that their big brother was gracing them with his presence. It also didn’t hurt having me there to help them with their homework.

When Dad got home I ran in to the living room to give him my good news. “Dad, you’ll never guess what I’m doing next Monday afternoon!”

“What is it Son?” dad said smiling

“I’m going to tryout for the football team! Two of the receivers were injured in the last few games so they are holding open tryouts next Monday!”

“Son, that’s great! Are you sure, you’ve never been all that into sports?”

“Well James seems to think I’ll do well, and he’s the captain of the team, and he asked me personally today. Besides, you know I’ve been working out for over a year now dad. I think I’m ready!”

“OK son…I believe you! I can’t wait to see my son on the football field!” he messed my hair.

“Well dad, you know I might not make the team. It is only tryouts.”

“Bah, you’ll be on the team, I know it!” he winked at me and smiled real big, “I can’t wait for this weekend now!”

“What’s going on this weekend?”

He smiled, “You’ll see!” And dad left for the kitchen starting his “how are my girls doing” routine.

There was a knock at the door. Since I was closest I opened it and there was Casey!

“Excuse me MR. Kingston, can Joshua come out to play?” he asked with a grin.

“Thought you would never get here.” I just laughed.

So, we went out to the courts to play some hoops. Man was I on my game today. Two of the games, I came within a basket of the final score. I think I was so happy about the football tryouts I must have kicked it up a notch. “Man, were you feeling bad yesterday or what?” he was panting a little more than yesterday. “Yesterday I was just playing around, but you sure stepped up your game today, I thought you had that first game.”

“Hehe…I don’t know I just didn’t feel “on” yesterday. Today, I don’t know, it’s like a light switch was turned on.”

We sat on the court about five minutes catching our breath, and talking about the games we just played. After we felt fully rested, Casey asked, “Why don’t we go for a run before it gets too dark? Say, to the 7-11 and back home?”

“That sounds good. It’s been about a month since my last run. We can work out the kinks before next Monday.”

So we went for our run. I figure it was about a two-mile run. Not too strenuous. The run was great. I think I’ll do well Next Monday if I can catch the ball.

Wednesday, was fairly uneventful, more classes to ace, more kissing Carrie, and more people saying hi. The only real excitement of the day came after I got home and Casey came over for more fun and games. I was really enjoying these b-ball sessions with Casey. It was really bringing us closer every day.

When he came over Wednesday, I was waiting for him on the porch, but he surprised me, he had a football with him today. I just smiled. “So a little pigskin action today?”

“Well, with the tryouts next week I thought you might want some extra practice.” Casey said smiling.

“Cool.”

So we went out to the park near by to the open field. “Ok, run out and I’ll throw you a pass!”

After I had ran out about 20 yards, I twisted around to look for the ball, it was coming down nice and straight. So I jumped up a little and caught it, but it slipped through my arms.

“Damit!”

“Hey, don’t sweat it, man. It was your first catch! We all miss a few.”

So then he ran out and I threw the ball to him. It wasn’t a perfect spiral, but I wasn’t going out for Quarterback either. He caught it easily. I could tell he was a fine athlete. He had probably been playing sports all his life. I had a lot of catching up to do.

We had fun. We ran all over the field throwing the ball back and forth. We were both doing well. We didn’t miss the ball much at all. I was getting much better. It was like the more I did it, the quicker I was catching on. When we were thoroughly worn out, we came back to my place. We were sitting on the back porch again, this time drinking orange Kool-Aid.

“Damn man, you were really good out there today. I think you’re a shoe in.” I said.

“Yea man, you really are good too. And you’ve got just as good a chance as I do.”

“No way man, I was pushing just to keep up with you man, you’re a natural.”

“No I’m serious. The first couple of catches were a little off, but you really turned it on out there!”

I was blushing. I liked it when he paid me a complement. I realize that I was feeling aroused right at that moment. Just sitting next to him was… It was then that I became aware of the aroma coming off of Casey. I had smelled sweat before, but this was…intoxicating!

Luckily, before it got awkward, Carrie came over. “Hey bro! Hey Josh!”

“Hey, Sis!”

“Hello, Baby!” I said smiling, glad for the distraction. She came over and sat beside me, and leaned on my shoulder. “I was thinking about Friday night. I think we should go to the football game. We might have to start going anyway…” I said laughing.

“Yea, that sounds like a great idea.” Casey said sounding excited.

“Yea, I think that would be cool. I’ve always enjoyed the football games anyway. It’ll be fun.” Carrie said. I could almost see the wheels turning now. I was pretty sure she was thinking of cheering on her new boyfriend, while he was playing in the games every week.

I was glad for all the football talk it had allowed Mr. Happy to go down. “Carrie, Casey! It’s getting late.” Their mom called out their back door. Casey got up and waved bye. Carrie stood up, and I stood up with her. We kissed for about a good minute, and then she left too.

I though a lot about Casey and Carrie that night, I just couldn’t get them out of my mind. I had another intense dream about the twins again that night, but this time it started out with Casey. I couldn’t believe some of the things I was instigating. In this dream I was completely in to it. I mean it was like I was the aggressor. I had thrown Casey, face first on to the bed, jumped behind him and rammed all of me in to his ass in one thrust. I started really smacking his ass with every thrust.

Suddenly, Casey turned his head and it wasn’t Casey anymore, I was slamming into Carrie’s willing cunt. It was as though I was expecting it, in the middle of my dream. I didn’t skip a beat! I immediately ran my hands around and began fondling her breasts. It was a very erotic dream! I woke up the next morning very messy.


Thursday, after school, Casey and I threw the football around some more, and I was getting better and better. I think I was doing the same thing I do in school. When I’m in class and the teacher is explaining things, I see the full scope of the explanation through the teacher’s own experience. Most teachers I’ve meet have been very passionate about their subject and when they teach I get the benefit of that passion, through them.

I was doing the same thing with Casey. Every time he went out for the ball I could feel his excitement, his passion for the game. I hadn’t realized how much Casey loved football. I find myself loving football the more we play it. Now as we passed the ball back and forth I was catching it almost every time, even when he would try and trick me by throwing too high or too low.

That night sitting on my back porch, Casey told me something that floored me.

“So Casey, the other night you were telling me about this girl you like at school!”

Casey flinched and just about blew Kool-Aid out his nose. “um…yea. About that. Um…I was just going through something…I was really confused about things that night. I realize now that I should move on and find someone else. So we can just…um…forget about it.”

I was getting a feeling that that was not the case. Even with my mind mostly closed around him I could tell by the look on his face. “Casey, you shouldn’t just forget it. If you really like her then you should tell her! If you don’t at least try, then you always feel like “what if”! And you will never let yourself live it down.”

“But Josh, that’s part of the problem! It’s not… a… girl!”

“Oh… OH!”

“Yea, but the worst part is I like girls, I shouldn’t be attracted to him! I don’t understand it, I…I…”

Oh my God! Casey is going through the same thing I am! Just, for another guy at school! “Wow, so do I know this guy?”

Casey looked panic stricken, “uh…yea you’ve meet him…but I’d prefer not to tell you who. Josh, you can’t tell anyone about this! You’re the only one I’ve told, not even my sister knows this!”

“Knows what?” Carrie said coming around the fence. Casey went white.

“Nothing baby, just guy talk!” I piped up quick.

“Guy talk huh! Fine you two can keep your secrets, as long as they don’t involve me!” She said winking and smiling. “Mom sent me over to find you, Casey. Dinners ready.”

“O…OK, later Josh!” Casey practically ran to his house.

“Night Babe!” Carrie said as she stuck her tongue down my throat. After a minute she broke away and skipped home. Damn she is sexy.

That night I had another dream, but this time it was only Carrie. Actually it was almost a repeat of the dream I had the first night I met them. A noise came from by the window. Looking I saw Carrie climbing through the window.

“Hi baby, what are you doing up here toni…” I didn’t get to finish as she placed her lips to mine.

As she broke, “Josh, I’ve wanted you since I first laid eyes on you” she replaced her lips to my eager mouth. I felt her hand messaging me through my shirt. She was feeling every inch of my chest. I was so hard I thought my shorts were going to rip. I felt one of her hands caress my erection through the cloth.

The next thing I know, my shorts are around my ankles and her head is moving down to my aching member. I leaned my head back, arching my back, as she began to devour my manhood. Oh God, that feels good!, I thought. I reached down to grab her short black hair. She was doing a very good job, and as I was massaging her hair, she was taking both of my nuts and sucking them into her mouth.

After a few minutes of this, I pulled her off, pulling her up in to a kiss. Then, I rolled her over so I’m on top. I ran my hand underneath her shirt until I find her ample breasts. After giving them a quick squeeze, I pull off and lift her up and relieved her of her t-shirt and bra. Then, I started to work on her tits while I was opening her pants. I reached in through the top, worked my way through her bush, dipping my finger in her sweet spot.

She seemed to like it. She was moaning softly. She whispered, “I need you now!” I got the hint. I pulled her jeans the rest of the way off. I went to my dresser and got out a condom from my underwear drawer. Slapped my hat on and got back in bed. I moved in between her legs, and lifted them up. She wrapped them around my waist. I slowly entered her, and let her get used to me. I know I’m kinda big, and I didn’t want to hurt her. She just moaned even louder. After I hit bottom, I started to pull out, and preceded to long-dick her for about five minutes. I had to keep kissing her to keep her quiet. Her moaning was getting louder and louder.

She then whispered, “Harder!” so I picked up the pace, “Harder!” I started slamming into her, “HARDER!” for the next several minutes I worked her like a jackrabbit, quick, short, and as hard as I could thrust. Then she began to cry, and shake. At first, I thought I was hurting her, but just before I said something, I realized her pussy muscle was clamping down hard. She was cumming! Hard!

That drove me over the edge. “Oh…Fuck!!! Uh!” as my eyes shot open. I literally doubled over in bed, from the sensation going through my groin. I shot at least 7 times after that initial orgasmic jerk. I was completely out of breath when it was all over. I lay in bed for close to a half hour. I couldn’t move. I was like my power jack-off sessions. Very intense! This was also the most vivid of the sex dreams I’ve ever had. It was almost like it was real.

Friday, after school, we had made plans. We were going to the football game, then to the Burger King beside the school. It was an after game hangout spot. If there was no party, everyone went to BK. We got to the game 30 minutes before it was to start. My whole family was going and so was the twin’s family, but we didn’t have to sit with them. Although, dad had to leave in the middle of the game, not sure why?

The game was a blast. It was so cool just hanging out with Casey and Carrie. Carrie surprised me, because she knew more about football then me. Their whole family must be into sports. It’s also really cool just hanging out with Casey. This was the first real time I had had to spend with either of them outside of school, except for Casey’s and my after school games. I really like both of them.

The party at BK was cool, I’ve never been to a fast food restaurant that had no problem hosting like half a school worth of people. They had the music turned up, playing some pop and some rap that was very popular music right now. The whole team was there, people congratulating them on a good game.

We had taken the twins car, as I had not gotten mine yet. Dad had told me that he wanted to get me a new car in few months. We had not brought my car from home… it would never have made the trip I think. It was a crap car, but one I could work on and tinker with. I had learned a lot about cars with that old car. I couldn’t wait to be driving again though. I was wondering what kind of ‘new’ car dad had in mind.

We headed home around eleven thirty. Dad wanted me home by midnight, and the twins had a similar curfew. We had had a great time though!

I woke up Saturday morning to a surprise. Grandpa had arrived last night. That must have been why dad had to leave the game last night.

“Grandpa, when did you make it in?”

“Last night while you were at your game. I hear you might be playing soon.” He said with a big smile.

“Yea, the tryouts are on Monday.”

“Well then, I think I got here just at the right time! Eat some breakfast, and come out back when you’re done.” Then he got up from the table and scruffed up my hair as he walked outside. Do they all like messing up already combed hair!!

I got some cereal and ate it quickly. Then I headed out back. Grandpa sat out in the middle of the yard with his legs crossed. He must have been meditating or something. When I walked out he opened his eyes and smiled at me. “Come, Joshua. Sit across from me.” I did as he told me and sat just like him. “Now open your mind and let me see what’s been going on with you.”

I got a little scared at that. Grandpa often did this when he came to see me. But unlike dad who is around me all the time, Grandpa uses this to find out what he has missed in the last year since he has seen me. I’ve never had a problem with this before, but lately I’ve done some things and experienced some things I’d rather he didn’t know about. Especially, my feelings for Casey! I’m not so worried about Carrie.

“It’s ok Joshua. You’re in your teenage years… I fully expect that you will want to keep things you feel embarrassed about private. I knew you would want to hide things one day, but it has come too soon.” He was smiling. “Just block the things you don’t want me to see when you open, but there is another reason for asking you to open up this morning.”

So, I found the things in my mind I didn’t want him to know about and put barriers around them. Then I opened my mind to him.

Yes, Joshua. It would seem you have been through a lot since I last saw you. He was filling me with his presence. I always used to like when Grandpa did this linking of minds, but with all that had happened lately, I felt very ashamed. He didn’t accuse me, or get mad. I didn’t even feel like he was disappointed in me, just the opposite. He seemed prouder and prouder the more he experienced through me.

I didn’t bother to hide the experience with Jessica from him or my feelings for Carrie. Although, I did hide all of the erotic dreams I’d been having. After about a half hour of reliving experiences, Grandpa came to the recent fight at school.

Ah, I see now why your father asked for me to come. Joshua, have you noticed your strength lately? Before the fight you had?

Well, yea I have been working out for over a year now. The move in to the new house was easy for me. I was able to help with the really heavy stuff, and it was all fairly easy. Why do you ask?

Well son, how about the last couple of days since the fight?

I had to think about it. Now that you mention it my books have been a lot heavier. I hadn’t really thought about it until you said something.

Well son, that is because you have a very rare gift, even for our family line. It usually only shows up once in every 3 to 5 generations. It is very uncommon from our history to have two within such a close relation to have this gift. It means you will do great things.

Why? And what gift is this I have?

Well as to why, let us just say that it took me into my later years to master it, because I had no one to teach me. I had to learn everything on my own. Just think how you would have been had your dad not been training you on your gifts up till now.

I thought about that for a minute and realized I had had a lifetime of training on my abilities since birth. It would have taken years to figure out what to do by my self. As for what, let me just say you have a lot more strength then the average person, and go from there.

Ok, so what do I need to do?

He smiled at me. Well, first let me go in and remove the block your father put up.

Dad blocked my ability! How come?

Your father realized that without the restraint that I’m going to teach you, you could kill someone, by accident. It was a good thing you didn’t want to fight that bully. If you had hit him, and meant it, I suspect his family would be morning his passing right now.

You mean to tell me I’m that dangerous? I’m not sure I want it. I mean we…we could just leave it blocked.

No Joshua, to do that would be like trying to learn how to live without breathing. You could do it briefly, but eventually it would burst the block holding it and you would use it when you don’t want it. You could do a lot of damage and not mean it. Ok lets get started.

I could feel him in the back of my subconscious, then like a switch, I felt… whole again. I felt like something had been missing and I didn’t know it. Grandpa said “Ok let’s go sit at the table over there.” We got up and walked to the table. I felt great! I can’t explain the difference; it was like I was bound to a wheelchair and now I can walk again.

“Alright we are going to arm wrestle” and he sat down with his arm in the ‘held out’ ready position, waiting for me to grasp it. “Ok first I want you to try and move my arm.” Try as I might I could not budge his arm. He was not pushing back. I just could not move his arm. “Go on give me everything you have!” I still couldn’t move him. It was like trying to move a brick wall with one arm.

“Good! Good! Your going to be strong I think. Now, I want you to keep me from moving your arm, just like I did to you.” He let me get my arm in place, and then he began pushing against my arm. I was wobbling a bit, but I was keeping him from moving me more then a few inches. It was taking everything that I had to hold him off. I never realized Grandpa was so strong. He didn’t even look as though he was putting any effort in to it.

“OK, that was good for a first try. But let’s change gears for a minute.” Grandpa got up and walked out into the yard again. I followed. “Ok, we are going to spar.”

“What! Grandpa I don’t want to…”

“What! You think I’m an invalid? That you are going to hurt me? Joshua, I don’t think you have to worry about Me.” he then did a standing back flip. “This old man keeps in shape! Ok first, I want you to hit me, as hard as you can!”

“But…”

“Joshua, HIT ME!” I suddenly took a swing at my Grandpa. I hit him square in the face. He didn’t seem to be injured at all. Somehow he commanded me and I reacted. He’s never done that to me before. “Good! Good! Sorry about that, but I needed to gauge your punch and you didn’t seem to want to put your heart in to it. Ok, now I want you to just come at me like we are really fighting, and don’t worry about me.”

“But…I don’t want…”

“Fine, if I need to…” suddenly I felt waves of anger build up in me, all of it focused on Grandpa. I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me. I lashed out. Throwing punch after punch, I realized I was hitting him harder and harder with each punch. After about a minute of this, the anger left me. Grandpa just smiled. “That was good. You will be very strong indeed. I hope I don’t need to do that again to get you to fight me, because I need you to focus when we spar. The very thing I’m trying to get you to learn is control. But you needed to see that you can’t hurt me!”

He was right; he didn’t have a scratch on him. “Yes Grandfather!”

“Ok, we are going to try some thing. I need you to hit my hand.” I did it. “Good, a medium strength punch. Ok now remember that. Now open your mind to me…ok now hit my hand again.” I did, and I realized two things. First, it was like hitting a brick and second I had nowhere near hit him with the same force. He had shut off my strength and let me feel the difference, through him. “So, now you see the difference. This is why you broke that boy’s ribs when you hit him. Hmm… What I really need to teach you is how to judge your strength. I want you to make your punch just as hard as that last one.”

So, I threw another punch, but I threw it slower. “No! No! You are trying to stop your muscle from throwing as hard. It is your gift that is causing the impact! Not your muscles! You need to recognize the power and pull it back… Ok I’m going to turn it off mid-swing this time. I want you to feel for it!” So I threw and I felt the power leave as I threw the punch. It was the first time I had actually felt it! It was like it was a real tangible thing.

What I did next surprised both Grandpa and me. I reached for the strength and it returned. I could feel it now. I wonder why I hadn’t before. It was like skin, wrapped around me almost radiating. I could feel it course through me. I realized that I could effect how strong it was. I see now why this is so dangerous. I looked back to the fight I had on Monday. If I had had any more power going through my gift I would have done far worse then breaking a few ribs.

“Now you feel it right?”

“Yes sir. I can’t believe I never noticed it before. I realize now, it must have kicked in when I started working out last year. I wondered why I was lifting as much as I was without bulking up. I figured I was just toning.”

“Actually I think that is exactly what you were doing. You see you probably didn’t want to bulk up, I think you wanted to be tone. So you didn’t let yourself lift more then necessary. Your gifted strength took over the rest and compensated for the difference!”

For the next hour we worked on control. I got to the point where I could take it all the way down to just a few pounds higher than my normal strength. I also realized how high I could take it, when I knocked over a small tree in the back yard. Mom was furious, but Grandpa promised to get her a replacement. He said it would be good practice for me to replace it. In fact he suggested I do a lot more physical work around the house. Great… just want I always wanted… more chores.

My dad came out for a while and watched. He was very happy for me, and the progress. Suddenly the full meaning of my dad’s statement of me being a sports star hit me. Dad knew this would give me an advantage.

After Noon, Grandpa said we would quit for the day but he would be here for a while. He wanted to continue our lessons. “You still have a lot to learn, but for now you have the control you need to not hurt anyone.”

“Thanks Grandpa! I’m looking forward to it.” The rest of the day he spent with my sisters and baby brother.

I went up to my room and jumped in the shower. I couldn’t stop thinking about the revelations of the day. I had an inner strength. No wonder I gave Mark such a beating. Even now I could see how much strength I had used. Grandpa was right, any more and I could have killed him. As it was I hit him with the force of a small car crash. I realized I had been in the shower for an hour, when the water started getting cold. I was really zoned out.

I was glad for the date tonight. It would take my mind off of the morning’s events, and I couldn’t wait to spend a whole evening with Carrie, just us! We were going to the mall, because it was a one-stop place that had both movies and dinner options. It was a bonus to have the other shops.

By the time I had finished shaving my peach fuzz. (I don’t have any real hair to speak of on my face yet, it is still very spotty.) I put on some ‘Curves: For Men’ cologne and some light after-shave. I pulled my hair back and tied it into a ponytail, then slicked it back so no hair was sticking up. As for clothes, I went for a light blue polo top, with a pair of polo kakis, and my white K-Swiss’s. Finally toped it all of with a simple gold chain. I was looking quite hot if I do say so myself. Hey, I’d fuck me!

We were leaving at Three-Thirty. I had about an hour to kill. So I sat down and read a couple of chapters of this book I had to read for school. It was a good book actually. At Three-Twenty I went downstairs to tell mom and dad good night. He was sound asleep in the chair in the living room. A collage football game was on. I’m not sure who was playing.

“Hey, Dad! Get up! I’m going over to meet up with Carrie.”

He yawned, “Ok, Son. Have fun, don’t stay out too late.” He threw me a wink.

I went over to their front door and knocked. A few seconds later and Casey opened the door. He seemed to just stand there, staring at me for a few seconds. “Um…hey Josh. Uhh…come on…in I’ll go see if Carrie is ready.” He came back a minute later. “Hey man, yea, she is almost ready. She’ll be down in a few minutes. You…ah…look different!”

“Oh yea it’s the hair. I pull it back on special occasions. I’m going to miss it, actually. I have got to cut it on Monday, after school.”

“Oh yea! That’s going to suck man. I like your hair like that!”

“Yea, I like long hair too. I can do more with it.”

Then Carrie came in the room. She looked gorgeous. She was wearing tight blue jeans and this pink sweater that made her look very hot. It stopped just a few inches below her breasts, so that it showed off her well-trimmed waist. And it was fairly low cut so that you could just see the top of her cleavage. She also had on this little white short-sleeve jacket, which came down, just past the pockets on her jeans. If she wanted to be discrete, all she had to do was the close the jacket.

She ran up and kissed me. Then, “Ok dad, we’re gone.”

“Night sweetheart! Be good, and call us on your cell if you run into any problems.”

“Thanks Dad! Night!” she leaned over and pecked Casey on the cheek as she left.

We were off. We took Carrie and Casey’s car, Carrie was driving. It was a bit weird not being the one driving. Carrie didn’t seem to mind, she was all smiles.

I don’t remember much of the movie. I wasn’t paying attention. We found a nice spot in the front all the way to one side. A lot of the dreams I’ve been having lately, really flooded my emotions with passion for her. She was equally diving right in. It didn’t take long for us to start feeling each other up.

The taste of her lips, the shape and size of her breasts, and the delicate touch of her roaming hand, it was exactly the way I had dreamed them. Part of me found this odd, but the stronger part of me, my dick at the moment, was too caught up in the exploration. I was really surprised how far we took things.

For a first date we both mutually took it as far as you can with out taking your clothes off. I was bold enough to slip my hand up her sweater, as she wasn’t wearing a bra, and got a very good feel of her breasts. It was really surprising how familiar they seemed. Carrie, after tracing every inch of my chest and abs, moved down and felt up my nuts and repositioned my hardon for me. However, we both calmed it down, so as not to draw attention to ourselves. The last thing I wanted was for the theater manager to kick us out, for disturbing the other moviegoers.

For dinner, we went to O’Charlie’s. We couldn’t stop looking at each other. That puppy dog love was exuding from both of us. The server, Don, was practically laughing at us every time he came to the table. It was very obvious, the feelings we had for each other.

“Carrie, being with you tonight, feels strange. I’m both exited, because of the discovery we are both having with each other, and confident around you, as though we had been dating for years, almost familiar! It has made me realize how much I’m really falling for you.”

“Wow, I was just thinking the same thing. It like ever since you came into my life, I feel more alive, more complete. Almost like a part of me was missing. You’re all I’ve thought about for a week.”

“Yea, I know how you feel. My only real concern is I don’t know if I want to rush into things. I mean, we were moving pretty fast in there tonight.”

She laughed a bit, “Yea, I’ve never moved that fast with anyone before. Frankly, I was surprised at how bold I was in there. I mean I’ve fooled around before on dates, but I’ve never taken it that far on the first one. But, I felt so familiar with you in there. You are the most beautiful guy at school, and I feel so fortunate to have you as my boyfriend.”

“Well I don’t know about the most beautiful guy at school, but I appreciate the compliment, especially, coming from the most gorgeous girl in school. Hey what about your brother! I’m sure the girls at school would agree he’s good looking too! I mean after all you are twins. If you look good, he has to look good too right!”

“Yea, I guess, but he can’t compare to you.” Then she leaned over and kissed me.

About mid-kiss, Don came to the table with our dinners. He was smirking really big. We small talked the rest of the meal. (Mostly we just ate.)

After dinner we just walked the mall, going into stores, just window-shopping mostly. I almost died, however, when we passed Victoria’s Secret. Of course, she gave me this wicked smile and said we had to go in.

I’m not sure weather I was excited, embarrassed, or aroused by it. Maybe all three! She took me back to the lingerie. She kept looking at all the really sexy stuff. You know the ones that are barely there. Then, she really floored me, she asked the clerk if she could try some on. The girl at the counter said sure and pointed to the back of the store.

We went back to a room in the back of the store. It had a small lounge area to the end, and six big walk in changing rooms. The attendant came back smiling at me, and unlocked one of the changing rooms. I think I heard her giggling as she left. I sat in one of the comfy chairs at the back. She had the room closest to the sitting area. Only a few people were back there, and only one other guy. He was an older guy, probably here with his wife.

After a few minutes, Carrie called me and asked me to come to the door. She opened the door slightly and pulled me in with her. I popped wood instantly.

“What do you think?”

“What do I think? I think if we were alone, right now, I’m afraid I’d have to rape you!” I said laughing.

“You like it that much huh! Yea I can tell.” She said gently caressing my tenting cock. “Well, go out and let me try on another one.”

Oh God. I don’t know if I can handle this. Seeing her in that much of nothing was already giving me one of the strongest hardons ever, I practically ran back to my seat and sat down quick. I didn’t want anyone seeing my very obvious problem. However, the smile I was getting from the guy across from me, told me he knew.

She tried on three other pieces. We decided on the first one. It showed off her assets the best. Luckily there was a sports magazine in the waiting room. It helped to calm down mister happy. I paid for her new lingerie. And we went on. We stopped at few other places but we had been in the Victoria’s so long it was almost time to go. The mall would be closing in a half hour.

We left the mall but we didn’t want to go home yet, we still had like two hours before we had to be home. Carrie said she knew where to take us. About twenty minutes later and we had arrived at the Atlantic Ocean.

“This is Folly Beach, we come here all the time.” She said smiling

“It is beautiful.”

The beach was mostly empty this time of night. The only ones there where like us, not wanting to be disturbed. We walked down the beach a ways and found a set dunes to lay in. The moon was reflecting off the rolling ocean, it was gorgeous! We didn’t do much. We kissed, cuddled, and just watched the view. It was nice to just be there with her.

After an hour we decided we needed to leave if we were going to get home before midnight. The drive home was cool. We listened to the local rock station. The DJ was hilarious. We pulled into her driveway with fifteen minutes to spare.

“I had a really good time tonight, Josh.”

“Me too. It was real eye opener. I realized tonight how much I really care about you, and how much I really want to see you in that lingerie again.” I said laughing.

She was laughing too, “Well hopefully it won’t take too long. Now we just need to get you something naughty!” and She leaned in and we kissed for several minutes. “I got to go. Dad is expecting me in about 5 minutes.”

We kissed again and she left.

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Next: A week to remember​

Whew... long chapter.... hope you guys are enjoying the story as much as did writing it.

Joshua

 

[mexamor]

you write really well and i like the story....i ummmm just wish it wasn't so much ummmm you know pussy? but i like carie too and any way good story, i like all the characters....lol

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

I know what you mean.... lol but it is coming!!!

The story is really about the journey....

The one thing I have always liked about this story is the shifting perspective, so that you see the events from all sides. The next chapter starts off briefly with Carrie's view of events..... but then the whole rest of the chapter is is last week through Casey's eyes...... lets just say it's very interesting!!

see ya soon

Joshua

 

[threetimes]

i like stories that have these kind of supernatural powers.. something like harry potter, the covenant etc.. but what makes ur story better than the rest is that urs have great vivid sex even though its not on screen but i can actually "see" every detail. keep up the great work. im drawn into it TOTALLY. im actually more excited to read the next chapter than i am excited about watching harry potter this weekend! bravo joshuaglynn!

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

Thanks for all the great feed back guys.

Wow, So I'm pumping these chapters out quick for you guys....

Here is chapter 5. This one is a bit of a retrospective on the events sofar, from the twins point of view.

I love the last part.... I can remember the first time I..... well you'll see what I mean

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Gifted​

Chapter 5: A Week to Remember​

Carrie​

This has been the most awesome week ever! For starters, Joshua came into my life! He makes me feel whole, complete. It’s like I never knew what oxygen really was until I met him. The first time I saw him, I knew something was different about him.

After the fight he had with Mark, I was worried that he might not be the person I thought he was. However, after talking to Casey about it, I realized how awesome a guy he really is. He jumped in to help Casey without any concern for himself. Although, he did turn out to be more then a match for that asshole, he still risked his reputation and his standing with the school, to save my brother.

I couldn’t believe when he asked me out that night! The next day I made sure, that every girl in school knew that Josh was mine. He is so beautiful. I swear he is the hottest guy in school and I can’t believe he lives next door to me.

That night, when Casey and I got to the house, I couldn’t wait to tell him my good news.

“Casey, Joshua just asked me out. Can you believe it?"

“He…He did! Well, that’s…that is wonderful Carrie. So when is the first date?”

“Saturday night! We haven’t decided where to go yet, but I’m just so happy! I can’t wait.”

I left his room, bouncing into mine. I just sat on my bed for about an hour daydreaming of what I wanted to do and where I wanted to go on our date. I think maybe we should go to the mall. There is a lot to do at the mall, and then maybe I can take him to Folly beach afterward. The mall closes at ten, so that would give us at least an hour… alone. I couldn’t wait!

I couldn’t stop thinking about Josh. He was in my thoughts all the time. I defiantly felt some kind of strong connection to Josh, almost like I have with Casey. I know when he is around the next corner in the halls at school. I know what kind of mood he is in without looking at him. I must be psychic or something.

The strange thing though was all the dreams I’ve been having of him. They seem to be getting more and more intense each time, and more erotic too. Each time have one I get even bolder. Trying things I’ve never thought of doing with a guy before. I sometimes wonder where some of the things I’m doing come from in the dream. I don’t watch porno or anything like that. Where did I come up with some of this stuff?

Like the first dream I had about him. I couldn’t believe I was being so bold, being the aggressor. I climbed into his window. I virtually raped him! Of course he didn’t stop me either. I couldn’t believe I instigated a blowjob on him. I’ve never even thought I’d ever suck a guy’s dick, not to mention I loved every minute of it. It was like it was something I enjoyed more then anything else. He is big too, probably 7-8 inches long, and pretty thick. However, I did manage to get most of him in my mouth. I even took some of him down my throat. I can’t imagine me being able to do that, but there I was. I really can’t believe me sticking my finger up his ass! Where did that come from? I would never have thought to do that, unless he asked me to, and he didn’t!

The next dream I had about him was just the opposite. I was more submissive, and he was a lot more aggressive with me. In this one we were in his room talking about something sexy we had done somewhere. Both of us were getting hot and bothered by the conversation. Suddenly, he rushes to me and shoves his tongue down my throat. We kiss very aggressively for a few minutes while we are steady ripping each other’s clothes off. We got completely naked quickly. I could feel his manhood pressing against me.

He spun me around and threw me face first onto his bed. He then came up behind me, lifted my ass, and slammed his prick into me in one thrust. Oh god he felt good! He was so large. Every thrust hit me in just the right spot. He was like a jackhammer, slamming into me with force. He then slowed down slightly and lay across my back. His hands reached around and were giving my tits a tweak. He brought his head beside mine so I turned and we kissed. We remained like that for the next half-hour. And when he finally came it was very powerful. I could feel him shake. The big thing with these dreams was how vivid they were, like they were really happening to me. In a way I guess they were… the morning’s ruined panties attest to that.

Thursday afternoon, I think I interrupted something between Josh and Casey. I think Casey must have been telling him something he didn’t want me knowing about, because when I got there they shut up quick and said it was guy talk. I know I herd Casey say that Josh was the only one who knew about it. I don’t like my brother keeping secrets from me. We have never kept secrets from each other.

He was really down when we got home. Mom asked him what was wrong but he just said he was worried about some math test. Which I know has to be total bullshit. He went to his room without much supper.

That night, I had almost a repeat of the first dream I had about Josh. Except that this one was longer and we took our time. I was able to survey every inch of his body and he was so gentle. Or at least he would have been, but I was building up and really needed a release. So I pushed him harder, and boy did he deliver. I came hard! It was very explosive, and mind blowing. I’ve never had an orgasm before. I’ve never even masturbated, but Oh MY GOD! I never knew it could feel so good. I understand now why my brother does it so much. He is an idiot if he thinks his twin sister doesn’t know when he is doing it…

Friday was a blast. Casey seemed to be his usual self. Well he did seem rather tired. But, he was actually smiling on the way to the school bus. The game was unbelievably good. We were having a blast just the three of us. Josh seemed surprised how much I loved football. He doesn’t realize I love to play sports too. In fact, I kinda wish I could go to the football tryouts. (I love playing almost any sport. My real love though is baseball.) I really enjoyed the three of us just hanging out together.

Then the big day arrived. Saturday! I watched in my room most of the morning as Josh and some old guy, fought in his back yard. The old guy must be a karate master or something, because Josh and the old guy fought for over 2 hours. That must be how he was able to defeat Mark so easily. I even saw Josh knock a small tree over. It must have been old and dieing or something.

Afterward Josh went inside, I guess to get ready. I thought I should start to prepare myself. We leave in a little over 3 hours. I got a bath, and then started getting dressed. I couldn’t help it. I went for sexy. I found this tight mini sweater that only came slightly below my breasts. I found my favorite, tight blue jeans; they show my ass off nicely. I decided to go very light on the underwear. I didn’t wear a bra at all, because the sweater was tight enough to keep me looking sexy. And I went with a very skimpy pair of thongs. So dad doesn’t freak out, I wore this nice white jacket that made the outfit look not so slutty.

Casey came up when I was finishing my makeup, to tell me Josh was here. I like punctual but couldn’t he have given me just a few more minutes. I told Casey to stall for me. When I went down Josh was very hot!

The date was awesome. I’m even more in love with him now! We were a little over excited in the movie. I think we might have taken things a little too far. I actually fondled his dick! I couldn’t behave myself. It all seemed so, natural. It was like we had been doing this forever. The real surprising thing was he felt so familiar, just like he did in my dreams. It was like I had felt his dick before, his chest, his arms, and of course his kiss. His hands on me were that of a life long lover. His hands were just as roaming as mine. He knew the right way to handle my breasts though. He was very gentle, and knew the right places to rub.

At dinner we were so love sick, we had fun entertaining our server. He must have thought we were so cute together. He kept coming at the wrong times. We discussed the mutual attraction we had for one another and how we didn’t want to get so caught up with the physical relationship, that we don’t take time to really appreciate one another. We wanted to really bolster the sparkle of love that was budding in us.

After dinner we roamed the mall going from store to store, mostly just window-shopping. That was until we came to Victoria’s Secret. I had an evil thought. Josh was a little apprehensive but I convinced him to go in with me. I loved the look on his face with every piece of lingerie I looked at.

Then, I really surprised him when I suggested that I try them on. I thought he was going to shit a brick. When he came in to see me in the first set of lingerie, he was so aroused. I could see the hunger in his eyes. I showed him 3 other outfits but we both liked the first one the best. He bought it for me, along with some perfume called Curves. It smelled really good on me, with a hint of the cologne he was wearing in it. I love the way he smells with it on.

We then, went to Folly… wow it was amazing just… being there with him. No pressure, no real sexual playing around, just being there, with him.

It was the most memorable evening of my life.

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Casey​

Well this has been an interesting week. First, I can’t get Josh out of my head. Then, my sister goes and makes him her boyfriend. And I practically tell Josh I have a crush on him! I think I’m going crazy!

I can’t stop thinking about him. He is in my thoughts, my dreams, and he is quickly becoming my best friend. When I’m near him I feel…I don’t know, complete. And this is really starting to disturb me. He’s a guy! I shouldn’t feel this way about him, but after a week of these feelings, I’m starting to accept it! I’m attracted to Joshua!

My real problem started Monday night. I couldn’t believe I was talking to Josh about my true feelings. I really wanted to tell him everything, right there. I think the bonding with him, playing basketball, was really brining me even closer to Josh. Then, my sister came up and messed the whole thing up. Then to make matters worse Carrie comes home to tell me that Josh and she are now a couple!

Well I didn’t sleep much that night. A big part of me was very jealous of Carrie. I still don’t understand the feelings I have for Josh. I made a decision the next morning that I would make a conscious effort to forget about my feelings for Josh. I couldn’t let anything come between me and my sister, and I didn’t want to resent Josh either. So with my determination set, I went down for breakfast. I don’t think anyone was the wiser.

The big thing, I think, that saved my sanity that day, was to find out about the football tryouts. Most of my thoughts then went to football. Thank God for sports! I was also happy that Josh would be trying out too. I love football it is my favorite sport, and I was supposed to be on the team this year anyway.

That afternoon I was amazed at how much better Josh was. He was in the right spots, his form was better on his throws, and he was making baskets much easier. After only a couple of games I thought about the upcoming tryouts and thought we should run some to get us ready for Monday. It was about two miles, and I could tell Josh has been working out. He barely broke a sweat.

I was very glad to not have Josh on the brain that day. I was able to focus on things much better. I even aced an American history test and I had a full night sleep.

The next day, I thought we should play some catch with the football. Josh seemed to like the idea. Again I was amazed with Joshua. He started out kind of clumsy, but the more he played the more he looked seasoned. In fact the more I saw his moves the more it reminded me of mine. He went from looking like a rank armature to a pro in the space of an hour. I must be a really good teacher.

Josh was back on my mind that night. Probably, because that is all Carrie could talk about at dinner. I was kind of excited to be going to the game Friday night. Just the three of us hanging out all night, I couldn’t wait. In fact I thought about him so much, I had a dream about him that night.

We were in his room, just talking. I don’t remember what we were talking about. He grabbed my arm and turned me around so I was facing him. Then, he practically raped my mouth with his tongue. Josh then ripped my clothes off, turned me around, and threw me face first on the bed. I was really turned on by his aggression. It felt as though we both knew what the other wanted, because at that moment I wanted to be absolutely dominated. I’m not really sure where that feeling came from though. I’ve never really thought I’d be into domination, but this was one of the biggest turn-ons of my life.

Then he spit on my ass a few times, and slammed his rod into me in one swift thrust. The pain was almost unbearable, but it was mixed with intense pleasure. I couldn’t believe it! I was enjoying the pain! The pain was making the pleasure I was feeling, even more intense. He was pulling almost all the way out, then slamming it back in. After a few seconds it was all pleasure. I loved the feeling of his nuts slapping mine, and sound of his hips slapping my ass.

He reached around as he was riding my ass doggie style, and began feeling up my chest. I loved his hands all over me. I turned my head, and we started kissing. It was the most erotic dream I’ve ever had! He was serving my ass like he owned it! At that moment he did! The dream seemed to really last, after what seemed like at half hour or more, I started cumming! I could not believe it. I was cumming and I hadn’t even touched myself.

I awoke just as the feeling of him cumming in my ass began. I was a mess. I hadn’t cum in a couple of days, since the last dream I had. Who needs to jack off when the dreams are this good? The orgasm was the strongest, most intense Orgasm of my short life. I was out of breath and felt like I had just run a marathon.

I started to get that familiar “why did I just dream that” emotions. The tears welled up in my eyes. I’m not sure if it was from the emotion or from what just caused the mess now in my boxers. I thought I had put my attraction to Josh out of my mind. One day is not a good record.

Well, Thursday was even worse. After a good football practice, Josh and I went back to his place for the Kool-Aid cool off. And he asked me a question I wasn’t prepared for.

“So Casey, the other night you were telling me about this girl you like at school!”

I visibly flinched and just about blew Kool-Aid out my nose. Wow, after three days now you bring this up? I couldn’t think of a convincing lie, so I tried to talk my way out of it. “um…yea. About that! Um…I was just going through something…I was really confused about things that night. I realize now that I should move on and find someone else. So we can just…um…forget about it. Ok?”

Josh didn’t look like he was going to forget it. I don’t think I was very convincing. I just tried not to look him straight in the eyes and hoped he would drop it. No such luck. “Casey, you shouldn’t just forget it. If you really like her then you should tell her! If you don’t at least try to tell her, then you always feel like ‘what if!’ You will never let yourself live it down.”

I was panicked he was not letting this go. So I blurted the first thing that came to mind. “But Josh, that’s part of the problem! It’s not…a…girl!” Oh God I didn’t really just tell him that! Shit!

“Oh…OH!”

It was sinking in! I could tell I needed to say something quick before I lost him as a friend. “Yea, but the worst part is I like girls, a lot! I shouldn’t be attracted to him! I don’t understand it, I…I…” I couldn’t think of anything else to say I just sat there stammering waiting to see if he punched me, or yelled at me, or what!

What he said brought momentary relief. “Wow, so do I know this guy?”

Ok Casey he’s not mad, and he still wants to be your friend. Oh God, I just told him I like another guy! The realization of me telling him my deepest secret I really started to panic. I had to keep him from knowing that he is the guy of my dreams. “uh…yea you’ve meet him…but I’d prefer not to tell you who. Josh, you can’t tell anyone this! You’re the only one I’ve told, not even my sister knows this!”

“Knows what?” Carrie said coming around the fence. Oh my God! What had she heard? Telling Josh is one thing. Telling my sister that I have a crush on her boyfriend is another. I really didn’t want to continue this conversation.

“Nothing baby, just guy talk!” Josh piped up quick. Thank God I really did not want to talk anymore.

“Guy talk, huh! Fine you two can keep your secrets, as long as they don’t involve me!” She said winking and smiling. “Mom sent me over to find you, Casey. Dinners ready.”

“O…OK, later Josh!” Thank God for small miracles. I practically ran back to my house.

At dinner, all I could think about was the cat I had just let out of the bag. I could not believe I had been so stupid. How could I risk ruining the best friendship I’ve ever had? And now Carrie knows something’s up. I was trying to think of a way out of all this.

“…Casey!”

“What? Ah…yea mom, what’s up?”

“What going on with you tonight? You have barely touched your favorite dinner, and I’ve called your name three times. So, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing mom really, I’m just working though something, that’s all”

“Working through what you and Josh were talking about?” Carrie piped in.

Oh Shit! “Um…not…ah… really… I was just…thinking about that math test tomorrow.”

“Oh? I never knew you worried about math, I thought it was your favorite subject?”

“Yea, well that’s why, because I always worry about it.” I’m a terrible liar.

“Ok son. If you don’t want to discuss it that’s fine, but don’t keep things bottled up for too long, they tend to come back and bite you harder in the end.”

Using the lull in conversation, I excused myself, and went to my room. I couldn’t sleep that night. All could think about was how much I had fucked things up. Now the whole family knew something was wrong. I tossed and turned all night. I think I finally fell asleep around Three AM. I was very exhausted when the alarm went off in a few hours later. Thankfully, I was too tired to have any dreams that night.

The next morning Carrie was just a little too happy. Thankfully no one asked me about my problem. Josh didn’t even bring it up. I was thankful for school. It took my mind off of the events of last night. In fact, I was feeling much better on the walk to the bus.

As the day went on, it was like the conversation last night never happened. When we went to the game that night, it was so much fun spending the night with Josh and Carrie. It was like we were old friends, and it was a usual thing for us to hang out. The interaction between the three of us was comical at times, we were joking with each other like we had been doing it for years.

That night when I went to bed the next thing I knew it was noon Saturday morning. I had been so exhausted. I got up and headed to the bathroom to get a shower. Carrie was in there taking a bath. So I went down and got something to eat. Thankfully no one else was down there. I ate my cereal in peace and quiet.

After Carrie got done with her bath, I went in and took my shower. After I got dressed for the day, I went down to the living room and turned on a football game. The Gamecocks were trouncing the Vols. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew the doorbell was ringing.

“Casey, can you get that.” My dad yelled from another room. I’m not sure when he got home.

I opened the door, and just about fainted. I was feeling very light headed from just waking up and Josh was standing there, smiling, and looking very hot! There was something different. He looked even hotter then normal. He even smelled fantastic. I wanted to rip his clothes off right there. Then, I came, well at least partly, to my senses.

“Um…hey Josh. Uhh…come on…in I’ll go see if Carrie is ready.”

I went up to Carrie’s room, and knocked. She came to her door wearing the hottest thing I’ve ever seen on her.

“Um…Josh is here.”

“Shit he’s early. Tell him I’ll be down in a minute.”

So I was really thankful to leave and go back down stairs.

“Hey man, yea, she is almost ready. She’ll be down in a few minutes.” He was captivating, “You…ah…look different!”

“Oh yea, it’s the hair. I pull it back on special occasions. I’m going to miss it, actually. I have got to cut it on Monday, after school.”

“Oh yea! That’s going to suck man. I like your hair like that!” that is part of the attraction, I think.

“Yea, I like long hair too. I can do more with it.” Then, Carrie came down and they were off. They took the spare car… a real clunker, but drivable.

I’m not really sure why, but as the evening wore on, I was getting more and more aroused. I was just sitting with my parents, watching TV. There was nothing on TV that was doing it. I finally told mom and dad that I was going up to my room to read a book.

As soon as I got in the room I tore all my clothes off and locked the door. I was so hard I thought my dick would burst from the excess blood. I went to my bed and lay down, and grabbed some hand lotion from my drawer and placed it the bedside table. It would come in handy in a few minutes.

I closed my eyes and there was Josh. He was on my bed, laid out, naked with his hair loose and flowing over my pillow. I crawled up to him and kissed him. Then, I moved down to his neck and then his chest, his hardon pressing into me the whole time.

As I was imagining this, I reached down to feel my cock. It was completely soaked with precum. The scent of it flowed to my nostrils. I began a slow pump with my right hand. I found if I ran my fingers all the way down my cock, thought the part behind the balls, so that I can go the full length, down pass the base, I could get some fantastic orgasms.

I moved down to his crotch, and took both of his balls into my mouth. He was moaning loudly. I let his balls drop out and licked from the bottom of his nuts to the tip of his big prick. I then, took his cock in my mouth and gave it a good workout.

Curiosity got the better of me, as I was imagining giving Josh a blowjob I pulled my hand up to my mouth, with a fresh glob of precum and I licked it off. It was the first time I had ever tried to taste my own cum. It drove me even wilder. I knew I wasn’t going to last too much longer so I decided to try something.

I smiled at Josh as I got up off of his rod. He smiled back. I think he knew what I had in mind. I got some lube and greased his tool up so it was nice and slick. Then, I got up and positioned my self over his monster cock, and I started to lower my-self. Oh God! It was the most amazing feeling. Eventually I got all the way down, and just enjoyed how full it felt.

I had gotten some hand lotion and applied it all around my asshole. I stopped jerking for a while so I could focus on this new task. My finger sliding around my hole was amazing. I applied a bit of pressure and my finger slid in to about the first knuckle. Oh God! Why had never tried this before. I’m sure I was getting a bit loud. I tried my best to stifle my moans and groans.

The feeling was like none I had ever encountered. I continued sliding until my whole middle finger was up my ass. I hit something with the tip of my finger. Oh My God! What is that? It was like a light bulb was just turning on. The feeling of this spot being rubbed was unbelievable.

I slowly started to raise and lower on his poll. It was the most fantastic thing I had ever felt. The look on his face was more then bliss. I was rubbing his chest as I was riding him. We were both getting loud. The feeling was building. “Fuck!!”

I suddenly started to erupt all over myself. I hadn’t touched my cock since I started playing with my ass, but I was having a most intense, mind blowing orgasm. I know I must have yelled when I started to cum. I couldn’t believe I had just come without touching myself. The only time that ever happened was with wet-dreams, and I was fully awake even if daydreaming. I was covered in cum. My face, chest, arms, and groin were all covered in it.

Knock Knock “Casey? Are you ok in there? I heard you screaming.”

Oh shit! My parents heard me. “Um yea dad… uh… I’m fine I just ah… stubbed my toe!” Wow there’s a whopper if I ever heard one.

Dad laughed, “Ok son, I’ll leave you to tend to your ‘stubbed toe’” he was still chuckling as he walked away from my door. I’m pretty sure he knew what really just happed. He is a guy after all.

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Next: Tryouts​

Thankfully I have never been in the 'Stubbed toe' situation of almost getting caught.... But a friend of mine had... and that excuse is straight from his list. I couldn't resist.... haha

Later.

Joshua

 

[Endlessnight500]

Stubbed toe thats great lol. this story is awesome. you should be an author. i love this story and your other one. both would make amazing books. i'd buy them....Its also great how fast your getting the chapters out. Good job. I hope you keep it up for as long as you can.

 

[JoshuaGlynn]

So this is where things get really interesting. With so many good things going on... Casey is having a hard time with his feelings.

The reason these are coming out quickly is because the whole story is done. I'm just having to go though and edit each chapter before putting it out.

This story is 10 chapters long plus the prolog. So we are half way through.
Not saying this is the only story, but I'm writing this in books and this is the first one.

Ok on with the show.

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Gifted

Chapter 6 Tryouts

Joshua​

When I got home Saturday evening I was so frustrated, I went straight to my room for a fast jerk. I didn’t bother with any fantasizing; I didn’t need it after the events of the night. I slept like a log all night, and it was the best night’s sleep I’d had all week.

Sunday was a lot of fun. Grandpa went over a few more things with me. We trained for about two hours, and when it was over we were both tired and hungry. Mom had made a wonderful meal, so we ate and then took a nap while watching the Sunday football game.

About three, Casey stopped by and asked if I wanted to go play some football to get ready for tryouts the next day. For some reason Casey seemed a little more withdrawn for some reason, like he didn’t know if he really wanted to do it. There were some other kids out playing flag football on the field, so we joined in. It was actually a lot of fun. There was more strategy involved because you had to stay away from the other team, not just keep from being tackled or in this case keep from getting my flag pulled.

When we got home, instead of our usual cool down, Casey just said bye and that he would see me tomorrow. I felt kind of strange about that. I really seemed to miss just sitting and talking with him. It was almost like the Kool-Aid cool down was just an excuse for us to just talk about anything with each other. I still wanted to find out more about this guy he likes.

The next morning brought the day I had been waiting for and I couldn’t wait for the afternoon tryouts. The day seemed to drag on. I had another test in AP Chemistry. The celebrity routine seemed to finally be wearing off. Carrie was very affectionate toward me for some reason. It could have been the date we had Saturday night, but I’m just guessing.

At lunch, James sat across from Casey and I. “So you guys pumped about this afternoon!”

“This afternoon? What’s this afternoon?” I said acting like I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about.

Casey not skipping a beat said, “Yea Josh, remember we were going to Tiffany’s house to help her clean out her garden.”

Poor James looked as though someone had stolen his birthday present. We started laughing. James just smiled and said, “Oh I get it. I see how it is, just wait! If you guys make it to the team, both your asses are mine!” I got an image from him of bending Casey over one of the locker room benches and having his way with him. He must have wanted Casey for a long time. I can see why James would want him though. He is the sexiest guy at… wait a minute. Damn it! Why am I…?

That afternoon, Casey and I went to the locker room for the tryouts. There were at least 20 other guys trying out for the slot there. Most of them were seniors or juniors though.

“Ok, settle down guys. For those of you who don’t know, my name is James Carlson, I’m your Captain. Coach sent me in here to make sure you all get outfitted in practice uniforms. So you should all have a pair of gym shorts and a jock so get changed into them. Then, come up here to me and I’ll outfit you in shoulder pads, a practice shirt, and get you each a helmet.”

We did as instructed. A few of the guys did the shy thing and went to a bathroom stall. Most of us just started changing right there. There were a lot of cocks flapping all over the place. A few were beginning to stiffen. Some of the thoughts in the room were hilarious.

Oh god, I hope no one noticed… Wow! Now that’s an ass… I Hope there aren’t any fagots in here getting a free peep… that last one came from Alex Smith. He was one of Mark’s flunkies. I didn’t think he had seen me yet. What the fuck is he doing here! I guess I thought too soon.

Now, I have been in a locker room many times, changing, and I’ve seen a good many cocks in my time. Mine was generally among the larger category in the room. Today was no exception. I had never, really, gotten hard by looking at another guy naked before, but my God! Casey looked fantastic. He looked just like in my dream. He has that very tight, almost skater, look. You know what I mean, he looks almost too skinny, but with muscles in all the right places. His ass is two perfect globes. They looked like they might be the fleshiest part of him. He had a faded, allover tan, like he sunbathed in the nude, but now was going away. He had that washboard look to his abs, and his hairless chest was round on the sides and flat on top.

This guy was really turning me on. It was a good thing I had changed quicker than him, otherwise, everyone would have seen me thickening. The best part was his cock. It was…gorgeous. (Did I really just think it was gorgeous?) Not too long, looked about 5 inches semi-soft. He was cut. It had that nice fat mushroom head on it that looked a few sizes larger the rest of it. His balls hung very low, and looked the size of small eggs. His bush was well trimmed. He had no hair anywhere on his balls. (Why was I awestruck by this guy? I’ve seen dozens of guys naked and never once felt this way about them. What is so special about him?)

He looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back, then said, “We better get going or they are going to leave us.” laughing. I was getting a bit of embarrassment from him.

God, I hope… was the only thought that crept out of his mind.

We headed over, got our gear and practice shirt. Suited up and left for the field. I could tell by his thoughts James was having way too much fun watching all the guys change. The little perv! I have got to find some time to talk to him about that.

When we got out to the field, the rest of the team was already there, in their full uniforms. That way it was very obvious who the new guys were. Coach had us and the rest of the team, do two laps around the field before we got started. I had already decided that I was going to keep my newfound strength as low as possible for most of the trial and just use it to give myself a very slight edge. I didn’t want to look like Superman out there! Besides I had become very good over the last few days, Casey was an excellent teacher.

Then, he divided us into ten, two-man teams. He then had us run out to the 20 yard line while James and this other kid I didn’t know, threw the ball to us. We went in a big circle. You ran out caught the ball or not, and then went to the end of the line, to start all over again. Everyone missed at least one of the balls except me, Casey and two other guys. He told five of the guys that he had seen enough to know that he didn’t need them, that they were dismissed. I found out later that two of them were from the JV team.

Next, we did the same thing, but this time Coach assigned a guy to try and stop us from completing the pass. I was quite proud of my self. I only missed one pass, but it was because my blocker interfered with the pass. He tackled me, just as I reached for the ball. (I think he was getting frustrated with me.) I was learning a lot from him about what his position would be doing to catch me. Casey did well too. Out of ten, he caught seven. Only three others had done that well, but I was feeling very good about my performance. The coach told nine more guys to hit the showers.

Now he wanted to see how we shaped up in real plays. The whole team came on the field. Since there where six of us left, he sent us out in two’s again. The first two to go up were the last two JV guys left, one a sophomore the other a Freshmen. It was then that I realized we had a sophomore, a Freshmen, a junior, and three seniors including me and Casey.

They played through six plays, randomly alternating between the two receivers. They each did well. Next, was Alex, he was the junior, and the other senior, named Leif that had just transferred in a few weeks ago. They both did much better then the JV guys. Finally Casey and I were up.

Casey got the first ball, which he caught, and then was promptly tackled, to the ground. I didn’t really like the way the guy who was on me, was acting. He was the same guy from the last round of testing, I found out his name was Will Jefferson. I think he, still a little pissed at me, was thinking I was showing him up or something.

The next play was mine. I ran out on the left side, Will was covering me well. At the last moment I shifted to the right and ran across the field. James hit me about center of the field. I jumped up and caught it, but as I was in the air I realized that I was in a bad position. As I came down, Will slammed into my legs, sending me spinning in midair. I landed face first, on my head. “God Dammit, Jefferson! We are trying to find a new receiver, not bury another one!” yelled Coach. Coach and this another guy, I think was the team doctor, or therapist, or what ever they call him, were running up to me, to see if I was ok. Before they got within five yards, however I had already gotten up. “Hey son, you ok.” The coach yelled. James had run up too.

“Yes sir! I’m ok. That was good hit, though!” I said smiling at Will as I was dusting myself off. I realized now why I had not taken any real damage in the fight against Mark. My newfound strength tightened me up on impact, so the damage was very minimal, almost like it made my skin harder. It seems to react by instinct, because I had it very low during that play and it shot to full as I was falling.

“By God, boy, you can take a Hit!” Coach said smiling at me

“Now you see why I want him, right Coach. Good hands, fast on his feet, and tough as an ox.” James said beaming at me.

“Ok, back to the line people! Next play!” Coach said as he slapped me on the back.

The Doc came up to me, had me take off my helmet, and flashed a light in my eyes. He then told me I could go on back to the tryouts. The rest of tryouts went very well. Will stopped his attempts to injure me, and I caught both of the other two passes as well. The last one I pushed a little power in to my strength to boost my speed and got a break away, running for a touchdown. Will was pissed about that, but he just laughed it off and said, ”I’m glad you’re on our side, because you would really piss me off on the field.” He continued laughing, most of the team around him joined in.

Casey did well too. He had caught all his plays. The problem was so had Leif, and I didn’t know if Casey’s performance would be good enough. Coach told us all to hit the showers, and he would have a decision before we left. Alex didn’t look happy. There was one position for sure, maybe two, and most of the guys seemed to think I had made the best performance. I could hear them all, excited and nervous.

We all striped, and headed for the showers. I had to try not to look at Casey, but it wasn’t helping much. Luckily, I didn’t get fully hard, but it was enough that anyone could see how big I really was. Wow I caught from somewhere but it was too quick. By the time we had gotten soaped up, the rest of the team had come in from their discussion with the coach.

James came right up to me and Casey and I, Wow, hotter than I had ever imagined and I suddenly got an image from James of me fucking the hell out of Casey. He was grinning like the Cheshire cat. James looked like the perfect male specimen. He was not too tall. He had these stacks of muscle in all the right places. His body was practically hairless, or at least what hair he had you couldn’t see. The only real visible hair on him was his long blond hair and the bush of blond just above his growing cock. If the rest of the team only knew… “Well, guys you both did very well! Casey, why didn’t you come back this year?”

“I couldn’t make summer training. I didn’t get home from summer vacation until just a few days before school started.” James was getting a little excited. He was at full mast now, and although it wasn’t that long it was fat. He went on to another showerhead. The rest of the team came into the shower. They all said hi to me as they passed and they all had these big smiles on their faces. I wondered if it was a good sign.

Will came up to me, and stuck out his hand. “No hard feelings Josh.”

“None taken…” as I took his hand.

Will made no pretence then, as he made it obvious that he was checking me out. A couple of the other guys laughed about it, with ‘hey…checkout Will.’ Will’s thoughts were very lude. In his mind, he saw himself grab me, turn me around, and start beast fucking me right in front of everyone in the shower. He was walking around at full mast, and everyone else was just laughing about it. I’m starting to wonder, is the whole team gay? None of them seemed to have a problem with Will pointing at me like a golden retriever.

I just turned around to the water spray to finish up. I was getting a little uncomfortable, with the attention Will was giving me. Luckily my cock was deflating. Oh God! And he has a nice ass, too I got from him as he started to walk away. After the shower I went out and got dressed. Casey was right behind me. Will had been messing with Casey after I left. Casey didn’t seem to like the guy either.

After everyone else had come out of the shower and was getting dressed, Coach came out and called attention. “Ok, people settle down! First off let me thank the six of you for coming out here today. Although the space on the team is limited this season, I wish I could keep every single one of you. You are all very fine athletes. I would invite those of you who didn’t make it to PLEASE tryout next summer. I can think of spots for every one of you.”

“So I guess you want me to let you know who I’ve chosen. All right, my first choice should have been self-apparent to anyone watching the tryouts today. Joshua Kingston!” the whole team roared with approval. After they calmed down, “I have also decided to fill the backup receiver position as well. So my second choice is, Casey Toma. Since he would have been on the team this year anyway I thought it best to give him back his position.” They all cheered again.

“However, I do have a counter offer to make here. Joshua how would you like to play Tight End? Matt, one of our current Tight Ends has been begging me to let him be a backup Quarterback. I think you could handle it. What do you say?”

Wow! Tight End, the best of both worlds, both a rusher and a receiver. “I’ll do it!” there was a loud “Hooray” from the back of the room, from Matt I think. Everyone else just laughed.

“Well then, Since this Leif’s final year too, I thought it best to give him his shot as well. Leif Barcof will be our backup receiver.”

The rest of the team cheered. Alex was the only one not cheering. In fact he made it clear he was not happy at all, by the way he walked out and slammed the door.

“I expect you both here tomorrow afternoon for your first team practice. This week is an away game so I expect everyone to get a good night’s sleep on Thursday night!”

We all agreed and thanked Coach. Casey was very excited to be in a play spot on the team. Leif was just happy to be on the team. I was so happy for Casey and could not believe that I was not a tight-end! I couldn’t wait.

There was quite a bit of celebration after the coach left, and it was official that we were on the team. Since this week’s game was an away game we would leave Friday at noon and stay at a hotel Friday night. James told us that away games always meant a big party at the hotel that night. Casey and me were very excited about the idea of a big party. The coach would be there but James said he never interfered with their fun.

Dad was ecstatic that we made the team, especially the fact I’m playing tight-end. All he talked about during dinner was his son playing football. I didn’t get a chance to talk to Casey today because Carrie had picked us up and as soon as they dropped me off at home, me and dad took off so I could get a haircut. I hated it but it looks good on me. I figured I could wait until tomorrow after our first practice to talk to Casey again.

That night I went to bed early because I was dead tired after the tryouts. I had another dream, but this time it was all Casey, in the locker room. We were getting ready for a shower after a game, but no one was in the locker room but us. Everything seemed normal. We undressed, and headed for the shower.

After we turned on the shower Casey turned to me with a smile, and began applying soap everywhere on my body. He was doing it as though we had done this before, several times. It felt natural, like this was a normal thing we did all the time. He reached down and began applying ample soap to my nut sac and then my hardening cock. he stopped and turned around holding his arms out to his side, inviting me in. So, I moved up behind him and pressed my body against him, my cock sliding between his ass cheeks. Slowly, I began moving around, using my body to suds him up in the back.

I reached around in front him and began soaping up his front. I thoroughly enjoyed running my hands across his chiseled flat chest and six pack. I paid close attention to his groin, messaging his raging prick in one hand, and his balls with the other. Then, he turned his head around and we locked in a kiss that was more passionate than I have ever felt in my life. He broke the kiss and bent over slightly, using the shower handles for support and smiling at me.

I knew what he wanted, so I placed my very hard, very soapy, cock at his rear entrance. He pushed back, impaling himself on me. He felt so good. It was completely different from Jessica. He was hotter, tighter, and it was a much more aggressive feel. I continued slowly thrusting in and out of him. It was the most intense dream I’ve ever had. We slowly rocked back and forth for a good 15 minutes. Then I awoke to shorts being filled with my boy juice.

It was only eleven o’clock at night and I couldn’t get back to sleep. I couldn’t get the image of Casey’s hot wet body out of my mind. The surreal feeling the dream was leaving me in, was both exciting and disturbing. The question was going around my head, where are these feeling I have for Casey coming from, and why do I keep having these dreams about him? If these feelings mean I’m gay, why don’t I feel the same way about other guys? Why do I like girls so much? Why does it always feel like I’ve been doing this with Casey all my life?

What about Carrie? I mean I dream as much about her as I do him and I really do think I’m falling in love with her! She turns me on more than any other girl I’ve ever known. I know I haven’t dated too much, but I’ve felt when two people are right for each other before. I feel that way with Carrie. I’m so confused because I feel so complete when I’m around her. But…

I must have just fallen asleep at some point, because the next thing I know is my alarm going off at 5 o’clock.

The day was fairly uneventful, although Casey seemed to be a little quieter around me then usual. Although, he seemed kind of tired and out of it. That was probably the reason. The one highlight was one of my teachers asked me to join the quiz bowl team. I told him I’d see if my new schedule would allow it but that I loved the idea of it.

I think we were all tired today. I know I was feeling tired, after last night, I felt like I had wrestled with my situation all night. Carrie was really tired today too. She said she had stayed up till midnight writing a report for her history class. She was very happy that I made the football team, though. I got an idea, I sent some energy to her and as I felt the familiar vibration starting, I quickly stopped. It must have worked, because she perked up very happy, kissed me, and then ran off to her next class.

That afternoon, Casey and I went to the locker room to get ready for the practice. He still didn’t say much of anything to me. We had been, kind of, running on automatic all day. I got my new jersey. It was number 82, with my name on it. I was so excited! It really brought some life in to a ‘bla’ day. The strange thing is I’m starting to think the whole team might be gay, or mostly bi. All of the thoughts I keep picking up are ones of admiration for this guy or that. The real disturbing thing was how many of those were directed at me, not to mention Casey!

Coach took us all out on the field to warm up. We went through about an hour of stretching and light exercise. Then the real practice began. I was being careful to restrain my newfound strength. I know that if I opened up I could do things that wouldn’t look natural. So I turned it off for the most part and just used it for speed bursts and to keep myself from taking any serious damage. The practice went very well. The coach seemed very happy with his choices. Both Casey and I were working well in the team.

After practice in the shower, “Great practice out there guys! I think our new additions are going to work out great.” James said with a big grin. The whole shower erupted in agreement. James came up to us, “You guys did a really good job out there today. Casey, I think the only reason Leif got the top spot over you is because he’s a senior. You’re a better player. I wouldn’t be surprised to see you start more then him. And Josh, what can I say? Are you sure you never played football for anyone else? Because you are a natural! I’m just wondering if we have even seen the real Josh out there yet. I keep getting the feeling you’re holding back.”

Oh my God! If he only knew? I just smiled and said, “Well James I don’t want to over do it in practice.” I smiled my biggest shit-eating grin.

“Well just keep it up.” He said smiling as he walked over to another showerhead. He was hard as a rock. The team seemed kind of tense like they wanted to say or do something, but were afraid to. But the shower continued and then the dressing was accomplished and we were off.

My dad was waiting out side to pick us up. Adria was in the back seat. She must have had a band practice today. I got in the front seat and
Casey jumped in the back. We said hello. Dad said hello. Adria just sat there staring at Casey. Oh my God! I can’t believe I’m sitting next to him and I look a mess.

You do not! You look beautiful today! I made a connection to her so I could hear her response.

Will you get out of my head! I didn’t ask you to listen in on my thoughts. And Oh my God! How much did you hear?

Adria, I known you have had a crush on Casey since we moved in, and I wasn’t snooping, you were broadcasting. Its ok I haven’t told anyone. I’m sure dad knows after that last broadcast you made.

Oh God, Dad knows? Dammit Josh why can’t I close my mind off like you and dad do? Can you teach me? I don’t want dad knowing my secrets.

I can try, but it is hard to learn without a frame of reference. I’ll tell you what, tonight after supper if you want, come up to my room and I’ll see if I can help you.

Thank you Josh. You’re the best big brother. I could feel her smile. And thanks for taking my mind off of Casey. The last thing I need right now is more embarrassment.

More?

I’ll tell you tonight.

“You guys are being awfully quiet!” dad said.

“Oh well I was just thinking about the practice today.” I piped up.

“Umm…yea, me too Mr. Kingston.” I got the feeling that was not really why Casey had been so quiet. I was getting the feeling Casey was trying to distance himself from me, and I really didn’t like it. It made me kind of sad.

When we got home I stopped Casey as he was going to his house waving good night. “Hey, Casey, wait up a minute.”

“Yea Josh, um… what’s up?” He clearly looked uncomfortable.

“Hey, why have you been avoiding me?”

He went white as a ghost. “Um… I just had a…a lot on my mind. That’s all!”

“Does this have anything to do with the last conversation we had? You know I have not said a word to anyone about it.”

“I just…I don’t really want to talk about that. It is… embarrassing, and very confusing.”

“Well Casey you need to talk to someone about it, and I already know. It will make you feel better. So what’s the harm?”

“But that’s the problem Josh, You don’t know! You only know what I’ve told you!” as soon as he said it his face went even paler, like he knew he shouldn’t have said that. Hs clasped his mouth shut with both of his hands.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I could see his eyes watering, and the emotion I was getting from him was one of mixed confusion, frustration and fear and a little bit of anger. With out another word he turned and ran to his house. I could see the tears in the distance as they flew off his cheeks. “Wait! Casey! Comeback! I didn’t mean it like that!”

I was devastated. I never meant to drive him further away, but I think that is just what I had done. I was touching something very sensitive in him and I had done it the wrong way. So I decided that I would not bring it up again. I would wait until he was ready to tell me. I could feel my emotions getting the better of me.

As tears were welling in my eyes, Carrie came running out of their front door. She looked at me and I could feel the confused anger and concern coming from her. When she noticed I was the only one outside, she seemed to become even more concerned. “Josh, did you do that to Casey?”

I was openly crying now. “I think I did. I didn’t mean to though. Oh Baby, tell him that I didn’t mean to upset him and that we don’t ever have to talk about it again, unless he wants too. Carrie I don’t want to lose the best friend I’ve ever had.”

Carrie seemed upset at first, but after my plea she just shook her head yes and went back inside. She was looking sad herself.

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Casey​

Wow, look what can happen in only a few days. I never wanted things to turn out like this. How did I get my self in this mess?

Well after Saturday night, I was really having strong feelings for Josh. He’s all I can think about. I think I’m falling in love, and it is killing me that I can’t tell him. What would he say? What would Carrie say? Everything is telling me that I shouldn’t be in love with him, with a boy, except my heart! It’s tearing me apart! And fate is not helping!

So I decided to just try to back away a bit and keep my distance. I still need to be around him but I don’t want to answer a bunch of questions I don’t know the answer to yet.

Monday, at the tryouts, I could not believe when I saw him naked for the first time. He was just as I had dreamt him. He’s not too bulky but his body has a good bit of muscle, in all the right places. His long brown hair… I’m really going to miss it, and those blue eyes that just stare into my soul. Then there was his cock, it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

I was so mesmerized by him, I suddenly realized I was just standing there staring at him, completely naked, and I was starting to get hard, quick. I noticed Josh was looking at me and smiling. He said, “We better get going or they are going to leave us.” He started laughing. God, I hope he didn’t notice I was staring at him.

On the field I thought I was doing well, but Josh was outstanding. He must have really been turning it on. He was wicked fast and his hands where like glue. When that guy Will, clipped him and spun him around, I almost lost it. If coach had not been so quick to act I think I might have killed him, or at least tried. To everyone’s surprise, Josh just got up and dusted himself off, like nothing had happened. I can’t believe he didn’t break something.

After the tryouts, in the shower, I was having a real hard time with myself. No pun intended. I was growing quickly. Then James came up to congratulate both of us. I must say he looked pretty good himself, but he was well built. I was finding myself fairly attracted to James, which is strange because until a few days ago I had never found any guy attractive and I had known James since middle school and seen him naked many times. I have never found him the least bit attractive until this moment!

Will, on the other hand is a pure asshole. I had heard about Will’s recent change into school’s “loose mouth”. He has become a haven for all guys frustrated, and I hear he has sucked off most of the team. They all think he is funny, but really didn’t appreciate his dick pointing in my direction, or the lude comments he was making.

When Coach reveled his choices, he shocked the whole team by moving Josh to tight-end, and accepting me on the team as well! I was stoked. I don’t really remember the rest of the afternoon. I know it was a lot of celebrating and dad was very proud of me. Carrie wanted to know about Josh, when I told her he made the team too, she screamed. She was a bit disappointed that she couldn’t go over and congratulate Josh because she had some report to finish.

Well I went straight to bed after supper. The day had been both physically and emotionally draining. I had an amazing dream again about Josh and me. We were in the locker room after a game, but we were the only ones there.

After we got under the water, I got an idea. I turned around to face Josh and grabbed the soap and started lathering up his body. I wanted to feel every inch of him. My hands felt like they where on fire when I was playing with his package. I loved the feel of his nuts spinning around in my hand.

After getting him lathered I turned around, with my back to him and held out my arms like I was on a cross. Josh moved up behind me, and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his hard prick slide easily between my butt cheeks, and through my legs. The tip of it was pushing against the back of my balls. He was running his hands all over my body and it felt wonderful. I reached back and ran my hands over his ass.

I turned my head to the side and we embraced in a kiss. It was beyond passionate. After a few minutes I broke the kiss, and leaned forward. I wanted to feel him inside me so badly. He didn’t hesitate and placed his soapy cock at my rear entrance. I got impatient, so I pushed back and moaned very loudly as he slid into me. He felt wonderful in there, like he belonged there. The dream was exquisite. It seemed to go on for quite a while until I started to feel that familiar built up.

The next thing I knew, I was in my room panting, as my dick was exploding into my shorts. It was fantastic, but then it reality sunk in. I was still having these dreams. It is making it harder and harder to get him out of my mind.

The next day was worse. I was even more withdrawn from Josh, and I was starting to feel bad about it. After practice, Josh brought up our conversation from the other day. I had really hoped he would drop it, but no such luck. After the ride home without much in the way of conversation, I thought for sure I could just wave goodbye, and get to the house, but no such luck.

“Hey, Casey, wait up a minute.”

“Yea Josh, um… what’s up?” I flinched. I had a bad feeling of where this might go.

“Hey, man why have you been avoiding me?”

Oh God, he noticed, I didn’t realize I was being obvious about it. “Just had a…a lot on my mind. That’s all!”

“Does this have anything to do with the last conversation we had? You know I have not said a word to anyone about it.”

Shit! He is not going to let it drop. I was tying to think of something to say to defuse the situation. “I just…I don’t really want to talk about that. It is… embarrassing, and very confusing.” Wow, that didn’t scream please help me! Now did it! So stupid!

“Well Casey, you need to talk to someone about it, and I already know. It will make you feel better. So what’s the harm?”

My mind went blank, I just spouted off the first thing that came to mind. “But that’s the problem Josh, You don’t know! You only know what I’ve told you!” I knew I had said the wrong thing. I had just let the cat out of the bag. He knew there was more to it and that I had deceived him. My hand went up to my mouth to try to take the words back.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I could feel my emotions getting the better of me. The tears were welling up in my eyes. I had to get out of there! So I turned and just ran to the house. “Wait! Casey! Comeback! I didn’t mean it like that!” I could hear him plea as I was running into the house.

I ran past Carrie who was on her was down the stairs in a hurry. She must have felt my emotions exploding. I ran past her, the look of deep concern on her face. I just ran to my room and slammed the door shut, and collapsed on my bed and cried my eyes out for well over 20 minutes. I heard the door open and then close. Then, I felt the bed move. And finally, my sister lay across me and hung her head over my shoulder so it was right beside mine.

“Did you and Joshua have a fight?”

“I really don’t want to talk about it.” I barely whispered.

“Ok just know that Josh was very concerned that he might have hurt you in some way. He wanted me to tell you that you two never have to talk about it again. What ever that means, I’m sure you know, but he said he couldn’t stand loosing you.”

I just started to cry all over again. He was concerned about loosing me. It was the most comforting thing he could have said. I must have cried myself to sleep. The next thing I remember was waking at three AM and I having to go to the bathroom. Oh Josh how can I get through this?

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Next: The Big Game!​

 

[mexamor]

Damn, this is so tight. I love your writting. thank you so much for the new chapters....