Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2017 02:30:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mary Ramsey <dourdan@yahoo.com>
Subject: My King

After school, I waited for Austin Lopez by the emergency exit, just past
the football field. I gazed at my watch for the fifth time. He was over
twenty minutes late.

I twirled my car keys as I looked around. I had just come from my shift at
the diner and the late summer heat of Wisconsin was quickly becoming
unbearable. Being a mom at 21 is pretty common around these parts, but I
never expected to be playing step-mother to an 18-year-old brat, the son of
my lover. My King, Jahil Lopez, a truly magnificent vision of a man; tall
dark and handsome, with his slicked back hair, caramel colored skin, and
his stunning dark eyes. He worked as a mechanic at a small shop down by the
University. Just picturing his sexy smile makes my panties wet.

I started to walk around. It was possible Austin was simply coming from a
different direction.

I was about twenty feet away when I saw it: Austin was under the bleachers
performing oral sex on a large older man. He was Caucasian maybe in his
sixties, with the build of a trucker.

I quickly hid behind a dumpster. I knew how to fight. But with me being a
skinny white girl, I didn't think I could take on someone of his size.I
pulled out my phone in case I needed to call the police. Then the thought
occurred to me, Austin was Hispanic, the son of an immigrant. So in this
backward Wisconsin town if I called the police who were they more likely to
arrest?

Austin had never given any indication of being homosexual. I was afraid he
was being forced against his will, like some sort of sick hate
crime. Austin was on his knees, he used both his mouth and hands as the man
held him by his hair. When the man finished Austin licked him clean before
standing up.

I watched as the man removed his wallet from his back pocket. From where I
stood I could see that was not the only thing he had in his back pocket.He
handed Austin some money. Then just as quickly he grabbed him by his waist,
opening his jeans. "Kid, how much to fuck your hot Mexican ass?"

I cupped my hand over my mouth, my whole body was shaking. The guy had just
come in Austin's mouth. Whatever plans he had for Austin's ass would likely
involve foreign objects.

Austin caught the assailant's wrist. He twisted it so hard the man fell to
his knees in pain. "You couldn't afford it."

The man got back up. He grabbed Austin by the throat. I watched in horror
as the man pulled a gun with his free hand. Using the pistol he lifted
Austin's black t-shirt, pressing the barrel against his ribs. He stroked
the pistol down Austin's abs, poised to blow his dick off. "You listen to
me you little wetback piece of shit. After I pull the trigger I'm going to
ram this gun up your tight little ass. I'm going to fuck you until you
bleed out like the animal that you are."

Austin smiled his Cheshire-cat smile. "Are you really, now?"

"Damn right I am! And when the police find your body, they'll all know how
you died like a little bitch."

"What `they' are you referring to?"

"I'm talking about your whore of a mother and your dozen siblings all
sitting at home living on welfare, while your daddy stands outside a Home
Depot."

My mindset went from fear to anger. Austin didn't have a large family with
a mother who stayed home to raise the children. That was a life he could
only dream of. In my heart I was screaming, but Austin was only smiling.

The man released Austin, shoving him away. He was still aiming the gun at
Austin's chest, but now his hands were trembling. "What the fuck is so
funny, boy?"

Austin shook his head as his hand started to glow. "You are totally right,
my poor mother would be so disappointed in me." He raised his hand, putting
up an energy shield directly inside the man's chest. "Only thing is my
mother was a total bad-ass. She taught me everything I know."

The attack sent an electrical shock through the man's body. With the
bastard lying in a quivering heap, Austin proceeded to empty the man's
wallet. "No one calls my mother a whore."

Austin put the gun down the back of his pants, under his t-shirt. "Sunny,
you can come out now."

I emerged from my hiding place. "I thought he was going to hurt you."

Austin chuckled as he lit a cigarette. "I can handle myself. I turn tricks
all the time."

"You shouldn't...you shouldn't let people hurt you."Austin put his arm
around my shoulder. "Do I look like the one who's hurting?"

"Does your father know what you're doing?"

"My old man knows that I have sex for money. Little white girl, you don't
know my life."

"Little white girl? Ok then, arrogant Hispanic cum-slut."

Austin started to walk away.

"What? You don't like my nickname for you?"

"Piss off, Sunny."

"Make me."

Austin hurled an energy blast at me, but I dodged. I grabbed a lid off a
trash can hurling it at his face. Austin blocked but in doing so he
tripped.

I shook my head. "...such a loser." Then I noticed the scrape on his
face. "I'm so sorry."

"Just go, I can walk home."

Austin took off his shirt revealing his back. The glittery light blue veins
flickered, like a dying light bulb.

"What am I supposed to tell your dad?"

"Tell him whatever you want. Or just spread your legs for him."

I walked towards the car but then I turned back. My hand grazed over
Austin's cheek, healing the wound. "Goodbye."

Since I was the first to arrive home I put a pot of water on the stove to
make spaghetti.

Austin's father, Jahil, took the bus to and from work. When he came through
the door I noticed his mouth was bleeding. He had a busted lip with
bruising on his jaw.

He took a seat on the recliner. "Sunny, could you bring me a beer?"

"Of course, baby. What happened?"

"President Trump happened."

"Did you at least incinerate the bastard that did this?"

"Bastards- there were four."

I handed Jahil his beer. "I'm so sorry."

Jahil opened the bottle with his bare hands. "Sunny, you don't need to
apologize for your fellow white Americans." He took a long drink,
practically emptying the bottle.  "And I would have gladly killed them, had
there not been children present."

I kissed Jahil's mouth, my healing energy connected with his red
magic. "Release your energy. You know I can take it."

Jahil was more than a mechanic. My lover wielded the power of a Mayan
God. "Sunny, I'm really not in the mood."

My hands went for his belt. "But you know what happens to your body if you
don't."

"I don't need you to explain my powers."

"But you do remember what condition you were in when I first found
you. Jahil, I love you too much to watch you go through that again."

As I exposed his hips I could see horrific bruising. It was clear Jahil had
been repeatedly kicked in the stomach.

I kissed him along his hips before moving to his thick shaft. Using my
sparkling energy I massaged his foreskin while my lips and tongue worked
the tip.

I loved how hard he was becoming.

"We could get married," I said as my lips moved to his sweaty testicles.

I could feel my man gripping my hair. "You could apply for a green card."

I kissed him along his newly healed hips. "We could move to California,
just the two of us."

I looked up at his face. Jahil was looking at his wedding band, stroking it
with his thumb. "What would that change?  Do you think the men who punched
me in the face would have reconsidered if I was married to a white girl?"

I quickly looked away. "You're right, marrying me wouldn't change
anything."

It was out of love I deep throated his massive cock while focusing my
powers on his bulging testicles. He came hard, filling my mouth with his
metallic gold cum.

Austin came through the door. He reeked of alcohol. "Sunny, the pot on the
stove is over boiling."

I quickly went to the kitchen to turn off the stove. I felt myself starting
to cry. "I'm sorry."

 "Sunny, I just told you, you don't need to apologize on behalf of your
race."

"It's not that. I'm sorry I can't bring Helen back to you." My chest hurt
so bad I couldn't breathe. "I can't even cook!"

I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. Austin was laughing. "Now who's
the fucking loser?"

"Austin!" Jahil roared. "I will not tolerate such disrespect for the woman
I love."

I could hear Jahil approach. "Sunny, please open the door."

I'm not her, I could never be her. I love you with every beat of my
heart. All I want is to be the woman you deserve.

With my back to the door, I could hear Jahil and Austin's conversation.

Jahil's voice was quivering, "Perhaps I should consider buying Sunny a
ring. Something simple, just to show her how much she means to me."

"Dad, that bitch is not worthy of our family."

"Austin, Sunny did save my life. I know she could never replace your
mother..."

"Damn right! My mother was a warrior- Sunny is just a white trash slut!"

* * *

As I feel asleep in the bathroom I thought back to the day I first met
Jahil and his son. I had been driving down the back roads for no particular
reason when I spotted what appeared to be an abandoned truck.

My father had always stopped to assist stranded motorists. Even though it
was probably a safer hobby for him than for me, on that fateful day I felt
the need to pull over.

I walked around the truck. "Hello?" There was no one in the driver or
passenger seat.

"Please help me," a voice pleaded. It was coming from the truck bed.

I climbed up. There I found a tall Hispanic man lying under a thin
blanket. He was shivering in the triple digit heat.

I wondered why he had been abandoned. But one thing was certain: he needed
water. I pulled out a plastic water bottle and held it to his dry cracked
lips. "Here sir, have some water."

The man struggled to swallow. The way his throat contorted, it was as if he
was swallowing a mouth full of thumb tacks.

I stroked my fingers over his throat. My powers soothed away any tension.

"Let's try that again." I continued to offer him sips until the bottle was
empty.

It was then the man opened his eyes. His eyes were pale and milky. His hand
reached out to me. "May I touch your face?"

I held his hand, his fingers were freezing cold. "Why are you out here? Are
you alone? I can get you to a hospital."

"My son," he said his voice barely a whisper, "he went into town for food
and medicine."

"Why didn't he take you with him?"

"I am unable to walk due to the fever. The pain in my head has become
unbearable."

"Let me take you to a hospital."

He shook his head. "My son wouldn't abandon me."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"I am called Jahil."

"I'm Sunny."

Jahil smiled. "Is that because you sparkle like the sunrise?"

"You mean my powers? That was the way my father described them: little
Sunny with her little sparkles."

I caressed my fingers to his rough unshaven face. The man was clearly very
sick. I needed to do whatever I could to ease his pain.

"Jahil, would it be alright if I held you?"

"I'd like that."

Using my healing energy I stroked his face over and over until he felt
asleep. Then moving my hands under the blanket I touched the bare skin of
his back, focusing on his organs. His heart was beating very slowly, and
his lungs were struggling.

I fell asleep in Jahil's arms. Hours later I awoke to the sound of someone
pounding their fist on the truck.

"Who's in there?" the voice was a younger Hispanic man, possibly the same
age as me. "I see your car!"

Jahil held me close, his kissed my forehead. "Sunny, you must flee."

"No, I won't leave you."

"Sunny, you don't understand," Jahil pleaded. "Dad, I wasn't able to bring
home any food but it sounds like you got that covered."

I sat up to face the kid. "Are you his son? How could you abandon your sick
father! He could have died!"

"I'll pay you fifty dollars to fuck him."

"What?" This kid clearly was not his son, and Jahil was being held against
his will. I smiled sweetly. "I'm Sunny, and you are?"

"Austin," he replied.

"Are you serious? That name is white as fuck."

"My name is none of your concern."

Jahil squeezed my hand. "Sunny, please run, forget about me."

I looked back at Austin. "Fine, I'll fuck your dad- payment up front."

Austin looked strong but I could defiantly take him down.

"Jahil, I'll get you out of here. I promise."

Austin handed me a fifty. "I'll wait in the front seat."

"You're not going to film it?"

"Why would I film it?"

I shrugged. "I don't know."

"Look, my old man is dying. His kidneys have stopped working, been pissing
blood for days."

"Is that why you didn't leave him any water?"

"I love my dad. We're headed to Canada to get him into hospice care. I just
wanted to buy him a little treat."

I looked around for a weapon. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a sharp,
light colored piece of wood. I made a mental note. "Why Canada?" I
asked. "Just take him to Beloit Memorial."

Austin slapped me across the face. "My father's not a citizen! That's a
great way to get him arrested!"

"Austin, please!" Jahil begged.

Austin got into the driver's seat and lit a cigarette. "...white trash
bitches."

There were tears in Jahil's eyes. "You don't have to do this."

Under the setting sun, I removed the blanket. What I saw was
breathtaking. Jahil wore only tattered jeans. His broad shoulders, his
chest, and arms were so beautifully muscular. I opened the man's belt
lowering his jeans.

I throughout high school I had given my share of hand-jobs, I thought I
knew what to expect. But what Jahil possessed was like nothing I had ever
seen.

He was so big- at least nine maybe even ten inches, and thick, the kind of
cock that would break a girl's mouth.

Now I just needed a way to get him hard. If Austin was to be believed the
source of Jahil pain was in his kidneys, so I would start there. I focused
my power as my fingers gently moved down his stomach to his hips.

"Please Sunny, you don't do this."

"Either she fucks you or I blow her head off!" Austin shouted.

Well, that was random.

I stroked my fingers down Jahil's foreskin. There was a reason why I was
the queen of hand jobs at my high school. My powers could bring any cock to
life.I moved my hand to his testicles, massaging my energy into his body.

"Oh God, Sunny..."

I resisted the urge to finger his ass. But with how stunning Jahil was I
would have loved to see the man violated in every hole.

Inch by inch, I lowered myself onto Jahil's cock. "Are you a virgin?" Jahil
asked.

"Yeah, but I'm not out to impress God or my father or anything."

In my mind my plan was to kill Austin, then get Jahil to the hospital. I
took off my shorts then my underwear.

I held his hand as he broke me. It hurt, but it was a good hurt. A warm
build up of heat, like eating a spicy chili. I wanted more.

I closed my eyes as I took in his entire length. I could feel my walls
clench. I moved my hips rhythmically, riding a wave of pure ecstasy.

Jahil's rough hands were exploring my body. He started at my thighs, moving
upwards to my ass. "I suddenly have a craving for a ripe juicy peach."To
hear him talk dirty was so sexy. I took his hands, moving them to my
breasts.

I could feel my muscles tighten. I was so close. I opened my eyes. What I
saw brought me to tears. His body shimmered with golden patterns, images of
animals, nature, and warriors. I stroked my fingers over a pattern of
birds. The glowing birds fluttered from his abs to his shoulder.

I leaned in, to kiss his lips. With our mouths about an inch apart I
suddenly felt a rush of energy. Jahil's heart was pounding. "Sunny you are
..." he opened his eyes, revealing their dark brown color. "You are my
queen."

He put his arms around me as he rolled my body. He pinned me down and
thrust himself into me deep and hard. He didn't ask if I was in pain or if
I wanted him to stop: he knew I could take it.

My nails sank into his back, as he expended his seed. I didn't think it was
possible for a man to drive me to orgasm as hard as he did. I lost feeling
in my legs as his golden cum oozed down my thighs. When it was all over he
held me in his arms, his body miraculously healed.

Austin climbed into the truck bed. "Oh hell no, this is not happening."

I grabbed the blanket. "Excuse you!"

"How the hell are you still alive? You were supposed to go up in flames
like all the other white trash sluts!"

Jahil pulled me close. "She's not like the others."

"What are you?" Austin asked.

"I'm a healer, always have been."

Jahil stroked my cheek. "Do you come from magic?"

"Maybe, my mother died in labor. In the story my father told me, the nurse
came out of the operating room, she held me in her arms as she told my
father that mom didn't make it. My dad was sobbing, but as my little hand
reached for his face I sparkled. And all he could feel was happiness and
hope."

Austin was rifling through his bag. "So, you can cure cancer or some shit?"

"No defiantly not cancer. But I did give my dad some relief from the pain
of chemo, especially in the last year."

That was when I saw Austin's haul. Necklaces, bracelets, even some
wallets. I reached for the piece of wood. Only it was not wood. It was an
arm bone with a hand still attached.

Jahil lowered his gaze. "Sunny, to sustain my body I must feed. If I do
not, the buildup of energy becomes toxic leaving me in a state of
sickness."

I understood. Jahil wasn't a murderer; he did what he had to, to survive.

"For months Austin had been luring women to this remote location, paying
them to lay with me. But you are the first to live. Not only that, you
completely healed me. This could only mean you are the woman I am meant to
love. That is if you will have me."

It was like a fairy tale, I had found my handsome prince. "Do you guys have
a place to live? When my father died he left me the house and his minivan."

* * *

I opened my eyes. It was still dark out when I finally exited the
bathroom. Outside the door was a bouquet of red roses. On top was a card,
"For my dearest Sunny, my beautiful ray of light."

I went to the bedroom. Jahil was lying in bed. I removed the covers. My
beautiful Jahil always slept in the nude.

I kissed his shoulder, as I made myself comfortable on his chest. I wanted
to fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. "I love you. And although I'm
positive I could never obtain Austin's love. Hopefully one day I will be
able to at least win him over."

* * *

The next day Austin was again late to the meeting spot. I looked towards
the bleachers and saw Tony, my ex-boyfriend. I hadn't seen him since the
day we broke up. Not that it mattered. His beauty: his brown eyes, his long
hair, his stunning body.  He belonged to the underground, a network of
punks, artists, sex, and drugs. Tony broke up with me, not the other way
around. By break up I mean he told me he was homosexual, and then got a
bunch of new friends and a lot of facial piercings.

Tony was sitting in an alleyway wearing a long-sleeved gray hooded
sweatshirt that appeared to be covered in blood.

When I came closer I could see he was holding Austin in his arms. Tony's
phone was next to him, I could see from the screen he was currently on the
line with 911. I knelt down to touch Austin's face, his nose was broken and
his eyes were swollen shut, but worst was the massive wound in his
head. Although he was struggling, Austin was clearly breathing on his own.

I looked at Tony. His long wavy hair was covering his eyes. "Did you see
who did this?"

Tony started to cry. "It was so brutal: they all took turns with him. The
ones who weren't raping him were kicking him in the face and
chest. Whenever he tried to fight back one guy with a taser would hit him
over and over."

"And the head wound?"

Tony swallowed hard. "There's a bloody crowbar over there, it might have
been that." His choice of words revealed the rest of the story- he had
hidden during the duration of the attack.

"This is entirely my fault. Austin was meeting me here. He had already told
me about what happened yesterday- I should have suggested a different
place!"

"Are you dating?"

Tony shrugged. "...more like hooking up."

"You're unbelievable."

"Sunny I know I haven't been there for you as of late, but I have a favor
to ask- I've seen Austin's father. I know the names of the six men who did
this. If I give you that information could he maybe do something about
them?"

I rolled my eyes. The city of Beloit, Wisconsin was home to over a dozen
gangs; Mexicans, Russians, Blacks, Whites, even Cambodians, they all
crossed through on their way to and from Canada. With Jahil's appearance,
Tony must have assumed he was involved with weapons or drug trafficking.

"You can come over and meet him. He doesn't bite."

Tony took a shallow breath, as his eyes looked up at me. It was something
he always did when he was nervous. "But Austin said you two are pretty
close.""Austin said that? Did Austin tell you what he and his father
actually are?"

"Yeah, at first it was a little freaky, but at least they look human. Is it
true his father can turn into a dragon?"

I shook my head. "Wow. I don't even know where to begin."

"So will you talk to Austin's dad for me?

"You can trust me when I tell you Austin's father, Jahil is not a gang
member. He's a former Coyote.""He worked in human trafficking?"

"No, he helped people get to America including Austin's mother!"

That was the story of how Jahil and Helen met.Jahil used to work as a
smuggler; helping illegal aliens reach the promise land. Helen was a tall
kind of awkward girl with a round face and long black hair. She was strong-
growing up in Honduras she had to be. To work as a courier she learned how
to run for miles. She knew how to land a punch, how to disarm an attacker
all in order to protect the packages: drugs, weapons, stuff that if it got
lost in transit- would not have ended well for her. And when there were no
courier jobs she learned how to pick pockets.

At first, she was shy. It took her a few days to gather the courage to talk
to him. I mean really who could blame her. Jahil looked like the type of
the man who would sell the children he was tasked with smuggling across the
border. But then she started getting to know him. She told him about her
hopes and dreams, about her magic. At pit stops, she always made sure to
share her food and water with him. She grew to learn he was a kind man who
only wanted to help people. So when they made it to Texas she stayed with
him.

I had a feeling Tony was about to point out that a coyote was, in fact,
another name for a human trafficker. "Come over to the house or don't- I
really don't care."

I reached for Austin's hand. "Austin, please speak to me."

"Sunny, promise me you'll take care of my Dad."I instinctively kissed
Austin's forehead. A white energy emanated from my lips. I watched as the
head injury started to heal. "I won't leave you and neither will Tony."

Austin was attempting to scoot forward. At the sight of his legs, I
screamed in horror. "What happened to your legs?"

Tony looked up at me. "They threw his body into the street..."

I kissed Austin's cheek, the same energy appeared."Everything will be okay,
Austin. Just let me hold you." I could feel my energy flowing into his
body. Tony reached for Austin's wallet. "Grab his fake id."

"Austin has a fake id?"

"Yeah, he uses it to buy beer. I figure if the hospital doesn't know his
real name they won't try to collect payment."

When the ambulance arrived we told them we found the severely beaten body
of "Twenty-two-year-old Nathan Ramirez of Richmond Virginia."

Tony and I drove to the hospital. Together we waited for news. Austin was
quickly stabilized and in less than an hour, he was able to open his eyes.

"Hey Tony," Austin said as he pulled him close for a kiss.

Tony's soft, gentle eyes closed as he took in the sensation of Austin's
touch.

I leaned back in my chair. "I apologize for the timing of my question, but
how did you start turning tricks in Beloit?"

Austin shrugged. "Grinder, Craigslist, right Tony? Back in Indiana when my
dad couldn't find work I slept with older women all the time but male
clients pay more."

Tony nodded. "Yeah but I try not to purposely enrage my clients."

Austin shoved Tony away. "You act like I do it all the time!"

"Austin please," I whispered gently, "just calm down, everything is going
to be Ok."

"I want to go home. Sunny, when do you think I could go home?"

Tony smirked. "Whenever we can get you `discharged'."

Tony stuck out his forked tongue and licked the metal ball above his
lip. "Sunny are you up for a little fun?

I sighed, "Sure."

"Take a walk with me."

We walked to the elevators then paused and turned back. "Do you see the
woman with the red hair? She's the nurse with the keys to the med closet."

"I take it your new friends taught you how to steal drugs?"

"A boy's got to make a living."

I groaned. "What's the plan?"

"I know for a fact when they took Austin in the doctors cut off his
clothes- standard hospital procedure. But that won't be an issue since he
has clothes at home. There is already a wheelchair in his room. What I need
is for you to distract the nurse so I can steal her keys. But when I do, I
need you to run back to the room and get Austin into the wheelchair and run
out the emergency exit as fast as you can."

"You think I can lift Austin?"

"I think you can get him out of bed."

"Fine, let's do this."

I walked up to the nurse, making sure to appear as distraught as possible.

The woman looked up from the paperwork. "Can I help you with something?"

"I can't find my boyfriend."

"What was he in for?"

"Surgery, he got beat up really bad. Oh God, I feel sick. I think I need to
throw up."

I kicked an oxygen tank as Tony seamlessly grabbed the woman's keys.

"Wait, what floor is this?" I didn't wait for an answer, "I'm so sorry, I'm
not even on the right floor."

I ran back to the room. "How did I do?"

Tony smiled, his brown eyes glittering in the light. "You were amazing, but
we need to get out of here as fast as possible. So in about thirty seconds
get Austin to the emergency exit. "

Tony looked at the door. "Three, two, one --go!"

I helped Austin into the wheelchair when suddenly I heard the fire alarm. I
assumed it was all part of Tony's plan.

Pushing Austin's chair I ran for the emergency exit and within seconds Tony
was by my side.

He helped me load Austin in the van. "Keep the chair!"

I quickly folded the chair and slid it in, the trunk.

I drove to the house as fast as I could while Tony sat with Austin.

When we pulled into the driveway, I turned to Tony and kissed him. Kissing
Tony felt different than kissing Jahil. Tony's lips were pouty and
soft. The way he closed his eyes, looked so innocent.

Austin tapped me on the shoulder.

I froze in horror.

I turned to Austin expecting him to be upset. But he only looked tired.

"You guys, please just get me in the house."

Unfortunately, both the front and side entrances had steps. Tony carried
Austin while I followed with the wheelchair.

"Where should we put him?" Tony asked.

I unfolded the chair in front of the television. "I'm going to pick up
Austin's dad. Take care of Austin and maybe order something for dinner." I
handed Tony some money as I left. I went to pick up Jahil from work. I
caught him just as he was leaving for the bus stop. "Sunny, this is a
surprise."

"Jahil, get in the van, there's something I need to tell you."

Jahil opened the door and took a seat. "Is it about Austin?"

"Austin was beaten and sexually assaulted today by six men, but my friend
witnessed it."

Jahil cupped his mouth as tears streamed down his face. "What happened? Was
he? There was one time in Mississippi..."

"I thought he only turned tricks in Indiana?"

"My son has been ...ever since he was ...I'm sorry it just truly breaks my
heart."

"Did he start after his mother died?"

Jahil shook his head. "There were a few instances from his childhood. In
Santa Fe, as the adults worked the fields the land owners would gather the
children."

My mind went to a horrible place. "That can't be legal."

"Anything is legal when the parents of the victims have no rights. Austin
was only thirteen. The boy came home with a hundred dollars. He was so
proud but when his mother asked where he got the money..." Jahil shook his
head. "She told him what he did was shameful and next time he should run or
even fight. The next day he came home with four hundred dollars."

"So Austin didn't care what his mother thought of him?"

Jahil sighed. "I don't know why he does it. I can only imagine that with
his powers he feels in control."

When we made it home we were greeted by the smell of Chinese take-out. Tony
was in the kitchen setting out plates.

Jahil stared down at Tony with his dark intimidating eyes. "Is this the
`friend' who stood idly by as my son was attacked?"

"Jahil, this is Tony."

Tony shook his head as he wiped tears from his eyes. "I stayed with him,
sir. I dialed 911. But there were six of them."

"Well Tony, are you Sunny's friend or Austin's?" The room went silent.

Jahil chuckled and shook his head. He went to the kitchen and grabbed
himself a beer opening it with his thick fingers, before taking a seat on
the recliner."I'm not as backward as you all seem to assume."

"What do you mean?" Tony asked.

"Sunny, I want you to take off my shoes."

I helped Jahil remove his boots then his socks. With a gentle caress of my
fingers, I used my powers to sooth away the stress in his muscles.

Jahil's dark eyes looked to Tony. "Come here."

Tony did as Jahil asked.

"Sunny switch places. I want Tony between my legs."

I watched as Tony opened Jahil's belt. "Wow." His mouth went straight work.

Jahil turned to me. "Sunny, I've been with men.""I guess I can wrap my head
around that."

I cupped Jahil's face to kiss him.

My attention was on Jahil's face. His eyes were closed as his muscles
tensed over and over. It was as if he was experiencing the most intense
pleasure of his life.

Jahil arched his neck as golden energy rippled through his body. "Tell your
friend to stop. He's human if my powers surge, I could hurt or even kill
him."

I pulled Tony's hair. "This is fun and all but I am kind of hungry, how
about you, Tony?"

"What, I don't get to finish?"

I actually did want to see Tony finish, I had an idea. Placing my lips to
Jahil's I focused my powers to siphon his energy back to safe level. Tony
deep throated Jahil's cock, but then chose to finish him off with his
hands.

"I wanted to see if his cum was as sparkly as Austin's," Tony said.

Austin emerged from the bedroom in his wheelchair. "I'm sorry dad, but
please know Tony is a friend to both me and Sunny. He saved my life, and
Sunny has known him since they were kids."

After dinner, Austin invited Tony to stay the night. "I'm going to need
someone to help me until my legs are healed."

"Sure man, I got you."

* * *

Around midnight, the house was asleep. Jahil and I were in the bed while
Austin and Tony slept on the couch. Just for fun I sucked Jahil off before
going to bed but now I had an uncomfortable stickiness in my mouth, I
needed to brush my teeth.

I had my toothbrush in my mouth when I heard the creak of the bathroom
door. Austin came in, in his wheelchair. "Move it! I need to piss."

I shook my head. "You are such a..."

Austin rolled past narrowly avoiding my feet. I watched as Austin attempted
to move from the chair. Tears streamed down his face as he tried to
stand. His legs quickly gave out from under him. I put his arm around my
shoulder. "Sit down, pee like the little girl that you are."

Austin gave no argument.

As I helped him lower his pants I could see the horrible bruises. "Where's
Tony?"

"He's asleep."

When he was steady I went back to brushing my teeth.Austin was looking out
the window. "My name really is white as fuck." He crossed his arms over his
stomach. That was when I heard him sobbing. "Sunny, I need your help
getting back in my chair."

Austin slumped over, his pants still around his knees. "My legs hurt so
much."

"Austin, I'm here. Do you need some medicine for the pain?"

He nodded.

Tony had left the pills by the sink.

"Do you need some water?"

Austin shook his head. "Could you just stay with me for a while?"

With Austin on the toilet, I sat in his wheelchair, close enough to be able
to hold him.

"Sunny, I miss my mom. When I lost consciousness I saw her face. She was in
the light, but she told me to go back. She said I needed to live. But in
that moment I would have gladly died just to stay with her."

Austin squeezed my hand. "Do you think she would be ashamed of me?"

I lifted his face. "Ashamed that her son is giving blowjobs to truckers-
maybe a little, but I know in my heart when you grow up you will make your
parents proud.

"Did my dad tell you about my name?"

"No, I assumed it was where you were conceived, or maybe where your parents
had their first kiss."

"That would have been the logical answer. But no, that's not what Austin I
was named after. Did you ever watch the show Mighty Morphin Power Rangers?"

"Oh my God, you were named after the red ranger?"

Austin smiled. "My mom loved that show. She told me it was how she learned
English. My mom had a thing for superheroes."

That was when I noticed Austin had his father's smile.

I kissed Austin's forehead, then his nose, to his lips. "...so do I."

He closed his eyes as I climbed onto his lap. I placed one hand on his
shoulder, while the other was on his hips. I closed my eyes, focusing my
powers.

"Oh God," Austin moaned.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No, that feels amazing."

My hand moved to Austin's thigh. The energy felt more powerful than
before. I could feel the bones healing. I knew I needed to heal his other
leg. But when the arch of my energy crossed over his cock the expression of
Austin's face drew me in.

His eyes looked at me with deep intensity. His mouth was slightly agape,
his soft lips begging to be kissed.

I placed one hand on Austin's leg and the other on his shaft to monitor how
close he was to climax. The closer he was, the stronger our connection was
becoming.

I kissed his lips, our mouths opened. I could feel Austin's power's
surging.

Austin's body glowed with white energy, every vein, every tendon lit up
like the fourth of July. My hand was covered in his cum. Unlike Jahil's,
Austin's cum was shimmery blue in color.

I looked to the doorway to see Jahil standing there watching.

I frantically removed myself from Austin's lap to wash my hands. "This
isn't what it looks like."

Austin stood up. "I needed help using the toilet and Sunny..."

Jahil smiled, he wiped tears from his eyes. "You healed my son."

Tony yawned as he walked over. When he caught sight of Austin he gasped,
"You're healed?! Sunny you're a miracle worker!"

Jahil turned to him. "You know of Sunny's powers?"

"Sunny helped me out a lot. Growing up my dad was always whipping me with
his belt. One day he cut me up real bad. But Sunny hooked me up."

Jahil put his arms around me. "For all, she has done, I believe Sunny
deserves a reward. Tony, you may join us if you like."

"I would like that a lot."

I went to the bed room and undressed.

I laid on the bed naked in front of the three most important people in my
life.

I could feel Jahil's face between my thighs.

I felt his lips then his tongue. He gently kissed me over and over. With
each kiss, I could feel a tingling sensation of his red magic.

He sat up and pumped his shaft to get himself ready.

"Come here," I whispered.

Jahil straddled his cock over my lips, but that wasn't what I had in
mind. My powers were surging. As my fingers touched his sack Jahil became
so hard I could hear him groaning in pain.

"Do me next!" Tony shouted excitedly.

I had seen Tony's penis in the past, when we were still dating, but what
emerged from his jeans did not appear to be human. "What did you do to your
dick?"

"It's just a row of beads. They're called pearling."Austin chuckled, "It
looks ridiculous but trust me Tony's cock feels amazing."

Tony took off his shirt. His body was covered in random tattoos. He had the
superman logo across his chest, an evil clown on his stomach, a snake that
slithered down his ribs and on his hip was a bitten apple.

"Why do you have an apple?" I asked.

"It's for my sister Eve. But check out my back."

On Tony's lower back was a tribal-style sun.

"Is that for me?"

"No, it's for my other best friend who's named after a sunrise."

"I've missed you, Tony."

Jahil lay on his back, I kissed his chest. "I'm going to fuck you nice and
slow."

With Jahil in my pussy Tony's cock entered my ass."Wow Sunny, most girls
would at least flinch."

"Most girls aren't super powered healers."

Austin's sat naked in the office chair. "Do you think you could take me in
your mouth?"

"I'm a white trash slut."

* * *

I revived their cocks over and over until their bodies could take no
more. I left the bed for a quick shower to let my men rest. As I passed the
mirror I gazed upon my body, covered in a sparkly mixture of my team's
cum. I decided I would let everyone get a few hours of sleep before we
rolled out on our mission.

At midnight we rode. Tony picked the locks. Austin would trap the
target. Jahil would incinerate. After every house, my men would return to
my van for my special brand of healing.

There was a new force in town; the fire wielding auto mechanic, the street
kid with a million tricks up his sleeve, the energy wielding high school
senior, and me the healer, the goddess, the leader. Wisconsin would never
be the same.