Date: Fri, 17 Feb 2006 18:31:28 -0800 (PST) From: "Darron, Darron The Witch, The Witch" Subject: Jamie Chapter 9 by Danny Thw Witch. [Author's Note: It has been pointed out to me by a couple of people that I had made an error in one of my song-quotations as far as the credit-- The song was Lola and I had given credit to the artist Steely Dan when in fact I should have given credit to Ra Davies of The Kinks. I apologize to audiophiles out there. On a different note - The following rules and suggestions are intended for Jamie and friends and are not instructions for any of the readers - I am making no suggestions to anybody to do anything - particularly anything dangerous, risky or illegal. Oh yea and one more thing-- there is absolutely no relationship between the character Steve Tyler and the artist Steven Tyler. DTW ] Chapter Nine A New Friend "...When the truth is found, To be lies, And all the joy in you, Dies, Don't you want somebody to love? Don't you need somebody to love? Wouldn't you beg somebody to love? You'd better find somebody to love..." -Jefferson Airplane "...I don't know how, You were converted, You were inverted, You were perverted too... ...I look at you all, And I see a love there that's sleeping, While my guitar gently weeps..." -John Lennon & Paul McCartney -9- After I went to bed for the night, I turned on a small desk-light that I moved over to where my bed was, and started to take a look at the instructions that Ian had given me. I was curious to read the list, and find out what stuf I might have to do every-day. The instructions were several pages long, stapled together, and looked like it had been printed from a computer. The instructions were several pages, and looked something like this: HUMILIATION INSTRUCTIONS: Follow the instructions on these pages very carefully. They are designed to fully prepare you for advancement through all the levels. There are easier ones and harder ones, some that will be to your liking, others that may not be. You do not have to do all of the suggestions that you will find on the list. However, in order to better prepare you it is suggested that you try to accomplish as many as you can. Later during our sessions, I will have a better indication as to what your strengths and weaknesses are based on what items on the list you chose to do, and what items you chose not to do, and to determine from that information, what specific things need to be worked on for your own personal advancement. It is required that you do at least one of the items on the list, everyday, correctly, according to the specific instructions. Cheating will accomplish you nothing, and will only waste your time and mine. Of course no one is forcing you to do anything, however, if you desire further training from me-- these are the rules. Although only one thing is required of you each day, you could prove yourself to be a very daring, and eager student and accomplish more than one item per day, there is no maximum limit to how many times a day you can follow the suggested actions I only ask that if you do more than one a day, that you choose separate suggestions, don't do the same one over and over. WARNING: Many of the suggestions on this list are not legal under many circumstances. Don't be stupid. Do not take unnecessarily risks, when attempting to obey the suggestions. I'm sure you are smart, otherwise I wouldn't have picked you for training. Use your head, and be intelligent. If you choose to obey an instruction that you realize is risky and may be illegal, figure out the safest circumstance in which you can do it, don't just run out and get yourself into a lot of trouble. For example streaking around your school in the middle of the school-day, would obviously be a very stupid thing to do. I don't want any of my subjects going to jail. Then I have to come and bail your ass out, tell you how stupid you were, and bring unnecessary suspicion to myself. Beyond avoiding any legal complications, be smart, you can cause yourself a lot of unnecessary trouble in general, even though, you have avoided getting caught breaking the law, you can still cause yourself a lot of complications in your life by being stupid. If you are not sure how to safely carry out certain instructions, don't do them. Stick to the ones you know you can do safely. SUGGESTED ACTIONS LIST 1. Tell somebody, sometime during they day that you are gay. It doesn't have to be anyone you know or who knows you, in fact I suggest that YOU DO NOT tell this to anyone you know, unless you are certain that you are ready for everyone to know that you are gay. Friends or family members that you may already have confided this fact to do not count, nor does any man or boy that you have committed or intend to commit sexual acts with. 2. When urinating in a public restroom with other people around, use the urinal, and pull your pants and underwear all the way down to your ankles, and your shirt up, under your chin, and take two steps back from the urinal, so that your genitals can clearly be seen. 3. Streak in a public place, completely naked. Nobody has to be around, in fact pick a spot that you are not likely to be seen. 4. When at the beach or a swimming pool, wear swimming trunks that you have torn the elastic out of and are loose. Loose enough that you have to keep holding them up with your hand. Then, as your coming out of the water, and there are plenty of people around to see you, let your shorts drop (do not wear underwear) Act as though it were an accident, act embarrassed and immediately pull them back up again. 5. Try to suck your own dick. If you can't reach, do not try and force it. If it hurts when you try to reach do not do this. If you are able to suck it, or lick it, call yourself a cock-sucker or a dick-licker as you are doing this repeatedly. 6. Cum into your own mouth, and swallow it. Call yourself a cum swallower repeatedly as you do this. 7. Pee into your own mouth. Call yourself a piss swallower out loud repeatedly after you have done this. 8. Put on a pair of diapers and call yourself a little baby repeatedly as you do it. 9. Spank yourself with a paddle on your bare ass. Try to hit yourself as hard as you can, and try to endure as many swats as you can. You will find this to be difficult, especially if you've never tried it before. You will be surprised what a wimp you naturally are, as you spank yourself, call yourself a wimp repeatedly, also say that you are a bad boy and that you deserve it repeatedly. 10. Dress up in girls clothes, and while looking at yourself in a mirror, call yourself a sissy repeatedly. After reading the instructions, I hid them in a safe place, got back into bed, turned the light out, and had fully intended to go right to sleep. I was fucking exhausted. What a fucking day. Anyways, while I lay there on my back trying to drift off to sleep, I kept thinking about these suggestions Anyways, I lay there, and without even knowing it, I had pulled my cock out of my pants and started jacking off imagining me doing some of these things. I got real excited, even though it seemed sick and perverted. I suddenly realized I was going to cum again, and quickly jumped out on top of the covers, leaned my legs over my head so that my cock was dangling over my face, opened my mouth, and as the ejaculate fell into my mouth, I swallowed every drop of my own cum. And afterwards repeated to myself out loud, 'I am a cum-swallower' Well, I thought to myself, that takes care of one suggestion. I then rolled over and fell quickly asleep. At school the next day, I could hardly wait to get together with my friends again at lunch. As soon as the lunch bell rang, I went to the bench, which was my regular spot. Its funny, I was the one who picked that spot, and for weeks I ate there alone by myself, right on one of the becnches right in the fuckin' middle of the lunch area. Most of the kids I noticed now that eat lunch by themselves don't do that; they eat in a corner or something. Anyways, then Matt started eating with me there at the bench, and then Justin. I thought it was cool. As soon as I got to the bench, Matt and Justin joined me. We all sat down in our usual spots, me on one side of the bench, Justin and Matt on the other. "How's it goin' little dude?" I said. "Yea little dude." Matt repeated. "Cool." Justin said. Matt and I had already talked with each other briefly, since we were in the same classes together and stuff. Justin, however, was in the sixth grade and went to classes separately; so neither one of us had had a chance to talk to him since yesterday afternoon. "I can't stop thinking about yesterday-- you know your friends, Justin." I stated. "I can't wait for the next session." "Me neither." Matt said.. "Did you guys read the list, last night?" Justin asked us. "Yea," Matt said. "Pretty weird, but I know I can do the stuff on it, in fact I think it'll be fun. Shit a lot of the stuff I've already done, like drinkin' a little pee pee." "Did you read it Jamie?" Justin asked. "Yea dude." I said. "What'd ya think?" "You really want to know?" I said, looking at Matt also, as if I was ready to reveal a personal secret to them. "Yea," Justin said. "Yea, " Matt said. I kind of whispered, "I jacked off last night and came in my mown mouth. "No shit!" Matt said, "that's fucking hard-core." "Anyways, I'm still not sure, I just, well, it turned me on enough last night fantasizing about it, that, you know, I think I can do them." Just then, a boy started approaching us. It was one of the kids that always ate his lunch alone; Steven Tyler. Steve was in the same grade as Matt and I. He was pretty much a quite kid; didn't really associate with anybody that I was aware of. He was never the brunt of very much teasing, and he didn't ever 'cause any trouble. He was pretty much invisible. His clothes were a little out of date, and a little unkempt. His hair also, always looked uncombed. But, he was actually quite attractive. His basic build was about the same as Matt's; kind of skinny, but not as skinny as Matt. About the same height too, the typical height of a kid his age. Steve had dark, sandy blond hair, much darker, than mine was, and mine was pretty dark, his was almost brown, with lighter shades mixed in with it. The most attractive feature about Steve were his eyes, they were brown, which, I usually didn't find that attractive in a boy, but, they were almost the same color as his hair, which was really attractive. Also Steve had relatively long hair. He looked like he was being raised by two hippies that grew up in the seventies, in fact his hair, which was almost shoulder length. And his clothes, now that I thought about it, he looked like he would have been in style in nineteen seventy-seven. He also had the cutest little nose. It was very dainty. I wondered what he would look like if he smiled. I'd never seen him smile. Anyways, he also had rosy cheeks. I swear. It was almost like he wore make-up. He had rosy little cheeks, and his eye-lashes were long and black. They gave a distinctive feminine appearance to his face, while at the same time his face was obviously that of a boy, but I guess because of the long hair, the little nose, the rosy cheeks and those eye-lashes, Steve looked both masculine and feminine at the same time-- I thought it was most attractive. I was surprised Steve wasn't teased about his looks and long hair, but then again, like I said, Steve was almost invisible, in fact, except for the fact that he was walking up to our table right now, I would probably have neglected to name him, if someone had asked me to recite everyone in my class, it was just that way about this kid. Anyways, we're all sittin' there talkin' and as soon as we all realized that this kid was actually approaching our table, we all just like stopped our conversation, kinda the way adults do when there at a restaurant or something, and the conversation has gotten a little personal, like they'll say, 'did you hear- that Aunt Martha has a lump on her breast' or something like that and then it seems like as soon as the conversation goes like that, the waitress or waiter will suddenly appear to add more coffee to your cup or ask you if everything is ok, and all the adults see them coming and suddenly stop the whole conversation, and say 'Oh yea were all good' and wait for them to leave and then re-start their sordid talking, 'no, I didn't hear, when did this happen?' and stuff. Anyways it was kinda like that, we saw this kid approach the table, and we all suddenly shut up. It was a totally unsaid thing, and it made me feel more grown up then ever, which was a kind of depressing feeling. Anyways, this kid Steve Tyler, gets to our table, and he said the most totally fucked up thing. I mean, I had expected it to happen since we all started hangin' with Justin, considering all the rumors that were flying around about him. And so far, no other kids had confronted us about it, and even though I was expecting it sooner or later, I was kind of hoping that maybe it wouldn't happen, maybe because of my size, and the fact that we were a three-some-- no pun intended, and all, maybe the other kids would just back-off, anyways, though I thought it might happen, I just didn't expect it from THIS kid, I mean, I expected it from one of the ass-hole kids, but not THIS kid, this kid, like I said was basically invisible, and never ever caused any problem before, and I totally didn't expect what he was just about to say. "Hi. " he said, kind of quietly, and then looking at Justin he said, "Are you a fag?" I was shocked. I mean, like I said, I had expected something like this to happen, I mean with Matt and I, being so obvious about befriending Justin, and eating like I said, right near the fucking center of the lunch area, at a bench. But this kid threw me off, I was stupefied for a second. I think we all were. I thought he was gona ask us if he could have one of our milk's or something for crying out-loud! Justin apparently didn't know how to react, and Matt just sat there not knowing what to say either. Finally, after a few seconds of a very uncomfortable silence, I got my head back on strait, and shot back, and I could feel anger swelling inside of me and with a slightly raised voice I I cleared my voice and spoke. "Excuse me- Did you just say, 'Hi. I'm a fag?" I said. "No-" he started. "I mean, you know, everyone's screw turns one way or another," I said totally ignoring his response, "but that was too much information dude; T.M.I., alright? I mean, personally I don't care one way or another, but, I really didn't need to know that, and I don't think my friends here give much of a rats ass either. Why don't you just go back in the fucking corner and eat your lunch all by yourself like you always do, loser!." My voice had gotten louder and louder as I was saying this, and now other kids were looking at us, like a confrontation was about to happen. I mean what a bunch of fucking losers, everyone wants to see a fight, and as soon as one kid raises his voice to another, suddenly everyone is starring, and trying to get into a position where they can see what's happening. It reminded me of fucking vultures, and I was almost enraged at this point. "Shhhhh," Steve said. "Look, everybody's looking, I HATE it when people are looking at me. I was just curious, you know? I heard the rumors." "Yea, well who hasn't?" I said still angrily but lowering my voice a bit, I ALSO didn't care much for the whole school to hear our conversation, "IN FACT, I've heard some rumors about YOU, " I told him, "I heard that you got a big mouth Steven Tyler-- A real fucking big mouth. The whole school knows that, CHRIST, everyone in the WHOLE WORLD knows that! And I heard a mouth THAT BIG, is only good for one thing-- So why don't you find another boy, to fill that big mouth of yours so maybe you can stop going around and insulting people's friends!" "Friends?" Steve asked. "That's right." Matt piped in now. Shut-up will ya! Look, " Steve said, "Sometimes I don't talk right, that's why I don't have any friends, and most of the time, I keep my big trap shut, ok? I don't have a big mouth-- That hurts, you know? You know how long I've been hearing that?? That was below the belt." Amazingly, it almost looked like Steve was about to cry, "I'm sorry, " he said, "It wasn't my intention to come over here and insult your friend, ok? I was just curious." For some reason I started to calm down, even though I was still angry. I mean, I saw some real emotion on this kid's face, "Well, if that's true, why don't you sit down and join us?" I suggested. "I already finished my lunch, but I'll sit with you guys." Steve said, as he scooted up along side of me, "Look, let me start this whole thing over, Hi, my name's Steve." A little reluctantly I reached out my hand and shook it. Matt did also, and Justin, was even more reluctant. "Look, " Steve said, "I REALLY am sorry, ok? I didn't mean-" "Justin-" Justin said, and held out his hand, and they shook. I was thinking to myself, this was really odd, I hadn't expected this, he actually sat down with us, and apologized. "So, " I said still feeling protective towards little Justin, "What's your curiosity anyways? Why do you care of Justin is a fag, I mean, maybe we're all faggin' on each other-- What do you care?" I asked. Maybe I was saying too much, but my adrenalin was still pumping, and I still didn't trust this kid, not after the fucked up way he started this conversation. "Look, you guys got me all wrong. I don't want any trouble, " Steve said. "Well- You sure didn't make a hell of a good first impression buddy if that's true." Matt said. "How many times do I have to say I'm sorry? Ok? I'm sorry." Steve reiterated. Well, this guy did seem sincere, I motioned with my hands to Matt to back off, and we all relaxed, "Well? What's your curiosity-- Why do you want to know?" I repeated, "No offense, I'm just curious. I mean, maybe were all fags, but why should we tell you, you know? Give us one good reason why we should tell YOU?" Matt suddenly gave me a warning look, telling me that I was saying way to much. I nodded slightly indicating that I would calm down. We all looked at Steve for a reply. It took him a minute, I mean, he genuinely looked flustered, I had started to think that maybe he just had a fucked up way of starting conversations, maybe he was right. I decided to give him a chance to explain. "Look, If I tell you guys a secret do you swear-to-God you wont blab to everybody?" Steve said. "Sure, " I said, "I swear-to-God." "Me to, " Justin said, "I swear-to God I won't tell no one," and held his left palm in the air. It was adorable as hell. "Justin," I said, "I think it's supposed to be you're right hand." "What difference does it make?" Justin asked. "I don't fucking know!" "I swear-to-God too." Matt said a little impatiently. Holding up his right hand, and then Justin held up both of his hands. "I dun know, I mean, THIS ONE spreads rumors." Steve said pointing towards Matt. Matt started to get a little upset himself now, I held my hand out to shush Matt, "Not any more. " I said to Steve, "None of us spread rumors anymore, we've learned our lesson, I mean, fuck dude, they're all probably saying WERE ALL fags, you know what I mean? You can trust us." "Well, " and Steve seemed a little reluctant, but the pressure was on him to prove to us that he wasn't an ass-hole, "Ok, I'll tell you but if any of you guys tell anyone else, I'll spread the most vicious rumors about all of you, that- that- I've seen you all in the bathroom faggin' on each other, and they'll all believe me, ok?" Boy, I thought to myself, this kid really did know how to put his foot in his mouth! "Look dude, we 'aint gona tell no one all right!" "Well, ok, look, for a few years now I've been molesting my dad in his sleep." Steve said matter-of-factly. Justin's eyes got wide, so did mine. Matt looked dumb-founded, his jaw dropped open with a big piece of sandwich he just stuffed in there. I couldn't believe this kid, just revealed to us something like this, considering he didn't even know us, and we didn't even know him!" Everyone was silent, waiting for Steve to go on with his little announcement. "Ok, its like this, a few years ago, my dad was passed out on the couch, like he usually does, since my mom died. You know he drinks a lot. He really misses her. Anyways, I was about nine the first time I did it... My dad was lying there on the couch as usual, after drinking a lot, kind of passed out. I could tell he was really passed out, if you know what I mean. And I don't know why I did it, but I pulled his sweat-pants down. I guess I just wanted to see his dick. Anyways, I started playing with it, in my hands and stuff, and it got bigger and bigger. I watched my dad real closely to see if there were any signs that he was waking up, and there was none- totally passed out as usual. I mean, I felt pretty safe in doing this 'cause, I'd tried to wake my dad up plenty of times after he'd passed out, to totally no avail. Like I said, he drinks pretty good. I think he drinks to be able to go to sleep, 'cause he misses my mom so much-- Anyways, I'm doing this, and I have no idea why I'm doing it, or anything, and his dick got hard and really big while I'm playing with it in my hands and next thing I know, I put his cock in my mouth, and started sucking it. After a few minutes this white-stuff came out into my mouth, that I now know is cum. It tasted bad, and I went to the bathroom and spat it out into the toilet. Anyways, I STILL do it. My dad still passes out every night, and I do this to him, like every few nights or so. I can tell now though when he's about to cum, 'cause he starts moaning and groaning and stuff and I know that means the cum is about to come out, so when he does that I take his dick out of my mouth and let the cum squirt all over his dick and stomach, then I go get a wash-cloth and clean him up. He never wakes up, and he never shows any sign that he knows what I've done. It's become kind of a compulsion for me now, since I've been doing it so long. I don't know why I do it, I think just 'cause I can. " We were all totally dumb-founded, like I said, we didn't even know this kid. "Anyways, " Steve went on. "I wanted to know, does that mean I'm a fag-- I mean 'cause I don't FEEL like a fag. Anyways, that's why I wanted to know if you WERE a fag Justin, 'cause I thought maybe you would be able to tell me if I'm one too, 'cause I don't know, I've been thinking maybe I am, 'cause I like to do it, you know, I can't help it. My dad's just sleeping there, and I know I can get away with it. Anyways, that's why I asked, that's my curiosity." he said. Justin spoke immediately, "I wonder-, I mean-, I'm thinking that-" "What?" Steve asked anxiously. "Well- I'm wondering if your dad IS REALLY asleep." "What do ya mean? I told you, he's totally passed out." "I know- well, never mind, its just a hunch that's all, I'm probably wrong." Justin said. "What?" Steve asked again, "Just say it." "Well, I'm thinking that your dad is only PRETENDING to be asleep. I mean, he probably is, when you first start, but I'm thinking that well, he wakes up while your doing it, but he doesn't want you to know he's actually awake, so he just pretends that he's still sleeping so you won't stop." Justin explained, "But, like I said, I'm probably totally wrong, you're probably right, he's totally passed out." Steve was silent for a moment, reflecting on this, "Well, " he said, "I don't know, I suppose what you say could be true, but he sure looks asleep to me. I mean, I hope he's asleep, I think I would just die if I found out, he knew what I've been doing to him." "Well, Justin said, "If he's faking being asleep, then he its probably because he enjoys what you're doing to him." "Still-" Steve said. "Like I said, you're probably right," Justin said, "I was only thinking." "So, what do you think? Do you think I'm a fag?" He asked Justin. "Look, I'm not a fag, my friends here aren't fags, and I don't think your a fag either." Justin said matter-of-factly. "Right guys?" Justin asked us. "Absolutely," Matt said. "Nope, and besides, " I added, "Even if you are a fag, We don't care. You wana join our club?" I asked. "You mean, you guys would let me, after all I said?" "If you want to," Matt said. "Sure, " Justin added, "I don't think you're a fag, but, You definitely ARE one of us!" "And I could eat lunch with you everyday?" Steve asked excitedly. "Sure, " we all said. "Oh Boy!," And just then Steve Tyler actually smiled. I couldn't fucking believe it. The one thing about Steve Tyler that everybody knew was that the kid never smiled. And not only that, the smile was genuine and it totally transformed his face, making him by far the most gorgeous boy I'd ever met. "Hey-," Matt said, "You wana hang with us after school, we usually go to my house, my parents are never home. We could show you some stuff; really cool stuff, I think you'll like." "That would be awesome!" Steve said, "But, I can only stay for an hour or so, then I gota go home." "No problem," we all said. A minute later the bell rang, and we all separated to go back to class, I told Steve on the way back to class, "It'll be a lot of fun, trust me." and Matt confirmed what I said with a genuine smile of his own, only this one had a hint of naughtiness in it, "Meet us all in the front of the school, ok, after the last bell." I said. "Sure thing." Steve said as he gaily walked back to class. After school I got to the bike racks quickly. I can't explain it, its like fuck dude, I was suddenly discovering that like, I don't know- it seemed there were gay kids and gay people everywhere! Its just that, no one would actually tell you, unless they thought you were one too. Anyways, it was weird, the last week in fact was so fucking weird, it was like I was discovering that there's an entire other world co-existing side by side with this one, no, not side-by-side, actually inter-twined. When I got to the bike racks, there was Justin. Justin looked at me kind of slyly, "If the kid shows up-," he said, "You want to take the lead on this one? I mean, he's a natural, if you know what I mean?" he said as he winked his eye at me. "Sure," I said with a grin. "Only thing, don't show him any porno's or say anything about my adult friends, ok, we still don't know him, ok?" Justin said. I nodded my head in agreement. Well, I thought to myself, that does take a little fun out of it, "What about your friends? " I asked, "I mean, we have to stop by their house." "That's ok, you and I go, and we'll have Matt take Steve to his house and we'll catch up to them after." "Sounds like a plan." I said. "Just don't show any of the stuff to him, ok?" "Agreed." We went to the front of the school, and there was Matt and Steve. Son-of-a-bitch he ACTUALLY showed up. Justin and I explained to Matt that we had a little errand to run, and we'd meet them at Matt's house. Matt quickly caught on to the scenario, understanding what we had to do. "Just don't start anything, 'till we get back." Justin told Matt. "Jamie's in charge of the show today." he said as me and Justin started to ride away. Matt held up the A-Ok sign with his fingers. I heard in the background as we were riding away Steve said something like, 'Jamie's in charge of what?' and Matt said, I think, 'Never mind-- You'll see." Justin and I got to Theo and Ian's house in a flash. We picked up the two bags, I guessed one for me and one for Matt, Justin explained that he already got his bag, 'cause he'd already been in training. We told Ian a quick good-bye, stuffed the bags into our empty backpacks, and it barely fit, that's how full these bags were with stuff. They also weighed a ton! Fuck I thought to myself, what the hell did he put in there? We told Ian we had to go that we had company waiting for us. He grinned, and let us go. We raced back to Matt's house, just in time to see Steve and him walking up to the driveway. I'd forgot, since they were on foot, it would have taken them longer to get to his house; it all worked out perfect actually. When we got inside the house, we lead Steve directly upstairs. He seemed pretty impressed with Matt's room, "Fuck dude, are your parents rich or what?! " He spent a couple minutes just starring at Matt's salt-water tank with all the really big fish in it, he seemed mesmerized. I let him stare at the tank for a couple minutes when I suddenly realized with a nudge on my shoulder from Justin that I was suppose to be in charge. Oh fuck! I thought to myself I forgot. I was brimming with confidence, however. Maybe because there was power in numbers, and now WE were the majority, but I think mostly because of my previous experience with Matt after Justin had quickly tried to explain to me that he was a natural and exactly what that meant. I trusted Justin's perceptions. And he told me that this kid was a natural, which I understood that, combined with my own instincts, I thought to myself, the REAL reason this kid approached us at lunch, was because he DID think we were faggin' on each other and this kid wanted in on the action, only thing was, he was gona have to be told what to do. And, because of my previous experience with Matt and the video, I quickly figured out what I was going to do to initiate this thing. And I was sure it was gona work, because the more I thought about it, the more I became convinced THAT WAS EXACTLY what this kid wanted-- He wanted in on the possible action-- That's why he told us that gay story, and I even suspected it wasn't true, this kid was desperate-- the more I thought about it, the more my instincts told me it was true-- and Justin realized it too, he was brimming with as much confidence as I was. I sat on the end of Justin's bed, and I patted the spot to the left to me, Just the same way I did with Matt, and I told Steve, "I want you to sit here, next to me. The spot I had patted was quite close next to me, in fact, much too close for comfort if he was in fact strait, we'd find out right now, it was definitely violating my 'space' or what-ever they call it. Steve, and I swear to God! Didn't even hesitate to obey my command, he immediately sat down next to me, just where I indicated, so close to me that our thighs were touching. Matt shot Justin a quick nervous glance, but like I said, Justin and I knew what we were doing? Without even saying a word, and making no particular profound gestures, I simply took my cock out of my pants, and started masturbating in front of Steve. His eyes were on my cock the whole time. He never said a word. Matt and Justin just watched. At one point Matt looked like he was gona shed his shorts, but Justin stopped him. Not yet, Matt, let the seduction play itself out. Good-boy Justin I thought to myself. This kid taught me everything I know. So, for about two minutes, that's how things stood. I was masturbating right there. No one else pulled their dicks out. No one said a word, including Steve. In fact, Steve's eyes seemed locked to my dick, he wasn't even acknowledging anyone anymore; just sat there looking at me stroke my five-incher. I couldn't believe how exciting this was, I mean, this was a kid that none of us even knew, we just invited him to the house. And here I was masturbating in front of him. I would never have tried this if I'd been alone, so maybe there was power in numbers. Suddenly, I touched his thigh with my hand, very obvious; I tried to make no pretensions about it. It was a sexual touch, and I knew that he knew it. He didn't say anything or try to stop me. I slowly, slowly inched my hand up near his crotch, the whole time he never took his eyes off of my cock. The boy never showed any resistance. I finally got my hand to his crotch, and I started undoing his pants. I unsnapped them, and then undid his zipper. Matt was watching with his jaw totally open like he was trying to catch flies. Justin had a big grin on his face, as if to say, yea Jamie, your doin' it right, your a natural leader. I then unfolded his pants, revealing his white Jockey underwear. I then kind of got up for a second, and pulled his pants and underwear off his slender legs, after untying his shoes, and shucking them. Now, he was sitting next to me, naked from the belly button, except for his socks. The kid had a totally hard erection. It looked to me to be only about four and a half inches long, and absolutely no pubic hair, but, I don't know an erection is an erection, when they're erect, it don't matter the size its fucking exciting. It was exactly what I was hoping to see. The boy never resisted me stripping him, and still didn't say a word. And furthermore, he never took his eyes off my cock. After striping him, I sat down next to him, even closer, if you can imagine that, and resumed stroking my cock. I reached over and again, and with no resistance, I started stroking his cock. Once again, Matt looked like he was gona get naked, but once again, Justin stopped him. After a couple of minutes of mutual masturbation, I thought to myself, I might as well go through with the rest of the plan. I then put my left hand on top of the boy's head; the one I had been masturbating him with, and I gently pulled his head down towards my lap, I whispered in his ear, "I want you to suck my cock." Well here goes nothing I thought to myself. The boy didn't say a word, and my hand on his head gently pulled his mouth towards my cock-head , and he didn't resist at all, not even like Matt, no resistance, nothin'. When I got his mouth about an inch from my cock-head, he simply opened up his mouth. I never even stopped the slow descent, he just opened up his mouth, and I guided it inside. And in the next second Steve Tyler was sucking my cock, right in front of my two buddies, that were still fully clothed and only watching. As Steve was sucking my cock like an animal, and let me tell you, he was, he was sucking and licking like this was his greatest dream come true. Justin motioned to Matt, to strip finally, and without hesitation, Matt instantly obeyed. In another few moments, my two friends resumed standing in front of Steve, and I except now butt naked. Steve could not have noticed my friends stripping, because he never took his mouth or eyes away from my cock, it was amazing! At this point, Justin approached the kid, I know 'cause I was watching every single movement of both Matt and Justin. Anyways, Justin walks up to the kid, and what he does is he picks up the kids left leg, and the kid offers no resistance, it was unbelievable, and Justin rests the kid's left leg up and over his right one, so he's kind of sitting there, leaning over onto my lap sucking my cock, and sitting like he's a gentleman or something with one leg crossed over the other. I was wondering what the hell Justin was up to, when a moment later I figured it out. Justin then, after crossing the kid's legs, kind of leaned him a little farther to the right so that his butt was clearly visible to Justin. Justin then, spread his cheeks and started examining his butt-hole. Justin raised his eyebrows, and then a moment later, stuck his middle finger right up the kid's ass. Steve moaned a bit, but never stopped sucking my cock. Justin looked at me and said, "I could be wrong, but I think I know what this kids REALLY WANTS!" And just then suddenly without warning, Steve took my cock out of his mouth, and after taking a little gasp for air, said, "Fuck yea I know what I want! I want you to fuck me--," And he pointed right at me, "This one, Jamie, Pleeeeeze fuck me, pleeeeze, pleeeeze. But just take it easy, I'm a virgin I 'aint never been fucked before!" It was amazing! I never could have imagined that somebody's sexual walls could come down so fucking fast. He was begging me. And, you know, I never was one to be able to turn down a virgin boy-fuck. In fact it was one of my most favorite things to do. I couldn't believe it, another one. How many boys' ass-holes have I stuck my cock into now that were virgins, I'd lost count, I couldn't remember. Anyways, it was kind of like that kid at the mall bathroom who wanted to be fucked, but even he didn't act like this, like getting fucked was all he wanted for Christmas. He was much more casual about it-- Steve was like practically begging me!!! "You don't look like a virgin." Justin said to him with his finger still up his ass, "And you don't feel like one either!" "Well, you know, I DO stick things up my ass, but I've never been fucked before, but I wana, real bad, pleeeze Jamie, fuck me!" That was it, I got up off the bed, and pushed Steve on to his back, and lifted his legs up into the air. Justin quickly pulled out his finger, and scrambled to his backpack, obviously to get the Vaseline. A few seconds later, Justin was back. I greased up my fuck-pole, and then, while holding Steve's skinny ankles in my hands, I took a close look at his butt-hole. Fuck Justin was right, it DID look like this dude was being fucked everyday. "What do you stick in your ass?" I asked, amazed at how large the hole was. "A golf-ball." Steve said, "I do it almost everyday, it feels fucking awesome." "A golf ball?" I exclaimed. I'd never thought of that! That was fucking hard-core. Anyways, I moved into position, and pressed my cock-head up to his hole, and started to push. Steve closed his eyes, and rested his head back, and I was amazed at how easily my cock slid all the way into Steve's rectum. Steve didn't even wince once, just closed his eyes. Obviously it hadn't hurt. I then I proceeded to slowly fuck Steve; my latest virgin sacrifice. While I was fucking him, it seemed all Steve could say was, "Thank-You, Oh Gawd, Thank-You, Thank-You." Like I was doing him the biggest favor in the world by fucking him. Shit did he look hot too, the no smile kid, there he was while I was fucking him, with this big grin on his face saying thank-you over and over again. He still had his white school polo shirt on, and socks, fuck was that hot. Anyways, here I am fucking this virgin boy, and he's really fucking loving it, it was totally cool! Boy, was Justin right on again. Anyways, I'm picking up the pace, when suddenly I think to myself, I wish this were Matt fucking me; I don't know, I guessed it was the way the boy seemed so appreciative, saying thank-you over and over again. I missed Matt inside of me since that night he made love to me. Anyways, it was just like Matt had read my thoughts, because in the next second, while I'm standing over the edge of the bed working on our newest found fuck-buddy, I suddenly felt a swollen and greased up cock touching my ass-hole, and I knew by the size of it, it sure as hell wasn't Justin's. A big broad smile suddenly came over my face. I looked back over my shoulder, and looked at Matt, "I love you Matt." I said. And with that, Matt slowly slid his pole right up my rectum. Oh Gawd, the sensations. I was fucking Steve and Matt was fucking me. It was awesome. Each stroke I pulled out of Steve, Matt stroked in, when I stroked into Steve, Matt pulled out. We were both in perfect synchronicity with each other. I knew Justin wouldn't be able to stay out of the action for very long, and while Matt was in me, and I was in Steve, Justin moved into place to stick his dick in Steve's mouth. I swear, It looked like Steve was appreciative, like he needed something in his mouth, and took Justin's dick like it was a fucking pacifier that he needed desperately. This kid was fucking hot. I started to feel myself approaching a cum, and didn't let loose. As I felt it approaching, I did take hold of Steve's cock and started pumping him furiously, while Jacking his cock like a mad man. Steve started moaning and groaning, and making all kinds of slurping noises on Justin's cock, which was really fucking hot. As I started to feel myself about to cum, Steve started to shoot first. Fuck, wasted cum, I tried to lean over, and suck his dick, but I was too tall, and couldn't contort my body enough. So, As I released my sperm into Steve, I was happy enough to open my mouth, and try to get as many squirts of Steve's cum into my mouth that I could, repeating as I did in my mind, 'I'm a cum swallower.' The moment I finished ejaculating into Steve's rectum, I pulled out, and instantly took his cock into my mouth, to get any more shots he had left. And then, as Matt was now furiously fucking my own ass, Oh Gawd, it felt good too, even though I just came. Fuck I loved Matt. Anyways, while Matt was still fucking me like an animal, I lapped up every single last drop of Steve's cum. A moment later, and with no moan or shriek or anything, I could feel Matt's cock-head swell inside of me to like double size, and then felt his hot powerful squirts inside of me. A few minutes later, we all got dressed. Steve told us that that was really hot, he thanked us all for inviting him over, and he really hoped he would be invited again, but that he really had to go. We asked him if he wanted to be a full-time buddy, and he said, "Yes." "Ok , well, tomorrow at lunch then buddy." I said. Matt and Justin joined in with the invitation also. "For sure--" he said. "You guys are the coolest!." Matt then lead him down-stairs and out the front door. A minute later Matt came back upstairs, "Fuck dude, " he said, "Let's see what's in these back-packs!" Justin got up and pulled Matt's bag out of his back-pack. I scrambled to get my back-pack. I said, "Ok, let's take a look, but then I go to go, ok?" "Ok," Matt said, "But let's have a quick look shall we, I'm dying to now, ever since yesterday!" I opened my backpack and took out the brown grocery bag. Fuck it was full of shit. Let's see, more instructions, a floppy disk, a fucking digital camera, fucking-a, let's see what else, I pulled out three dildo's one was very small like a little kids, a medium sized one, and a fucking huge one, that was still in the wrapper. It was called King-Kong, and the package said it was twelve inches long and seven and a half inches in diameter. The thing was fucking huge!! It looked about the same size as that guy's cock that gave us his phone number and said he wanted to fuck us. Maybe even a little bigger. Let's see, I thought to myself as I pulled out the biggest fucking thing in the bag, the thing that took up most of the space, it was a package of real cloth diapers; a pacifier and a bottle. "I think you're really gona like that one," Justin said to me. I looked at what else was in the bag. Let's see, some condoms, a jar of Vaseline, some magazines, which were all gay pornos and a VHS video tape. I quickly put all the shit back in the bag, and said, "Look dudes, nothing personal but I gota fucking go, I didn't call my mom, and If I don't go I'm gona be fucking late!" "We understand." Matt and Justin said. Ok, see you tomorrow, at school, all right?" "Tomorrow," they both said. "Read your instructions tonight." Justin said as I was headed towards the stairs. I didn't need anyone to escort me out of the house, these were my friends now, and Matt's house was as familiar to me now as my own. I got the stuff into my house with no problem. Just like Ian said, it was in my backpack, and even though the stuff barely fit in it, my mom asked me no questions, assuming it was full of books. I hid the backpack in a secret hiding place. A little while later my dad came home and my mom signaled us for dinner. I went into the dining room to eat with my family. That night, once again, after my dad had closed the door to my room, I scrambled out of bed, to get the backpack. I looked at all the stuff again, but I was too tired to read the instructions. I also noticed a six-pack of beer way down in the bottom of the bag, 'How'd I miss that earlier? I wondered to myself. I put all the stuff back into the bag, and hid it in my super-secret hiding place that I was sure, no one would ever find. I got back into bed, and rolled over onto my side, to fall asleep. As I drifted off to sleep, I had visions inside of my head involving magic. I awoke with a start, in the middle of the night. I looked at my clock; it was two thirty in the morning. I laid there on my back trying to get back to sleep, but I had a hard-on, and the still as yet unclouded dreams, involving sex, sex, and more sex. I thought about simply jacking off, and then, a sudden compulsion hit me, and within a second I jumped out of bed and went and retrieved my backpack again. I opened up a beer and started looking at one of the porno mags. Typical gay stuff I've already described. Then, compulsively I got undressed and pinned a pair of diapers on myself. I then stuck the pacifier in my mouth and got so fucking turned on that I came in my diapers just rubbing myself with my hand on the outside of them. "Okay, " I said to myself, "that was weird." I got dressed again, hopped under the covers, and drifted happily off to sleep. As I was drifting off to sleep, I started thinking about magic again-- sex and magic-- magic and sex-- Why was I thinking of magic? I can't explain exactly-- it had something to do with those baby-things I think-- and it was powerful... sexualizing the idea of being a baby-- did something inside my subconscious-- Like I said, it's hard to explain. --END CHAPTER NINE- Hope you all are enjoying. DTW. darronthewitch@yaho.com