Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2012 14:43:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Bill Tandy Subject: The Camera Series Ch.15 Chapter 15 I had just got back in the limo after showing Brian his room when my cell phone rang. "Hello Peter. Apparently you're awake now?" I said. I was just barely awake. "Yeah, but you sound like you're very tired." Peter said. I guess we have known each other long enough to be able to notice things like that. "Have you gotten any sleep?" He asked me. It was now 6pm. I've been up since...well, so long that I didn't even want to know. "No..." I started to say when Peter interrupted me. "You've been on the computer haven't you?" He stated more then asked. "Yeah," I answered him. "I've been doing some `investigating'." "Yeah, I figured you would be. I also heard that Bobby and Brian's dads had been arrested." Peter told me. "You heard that already?" I asked him. "Can you still take me to see Bobby?" Peter asked. "I'm..." I started to say I was just getting back home, but I decided not to go there. "I'll be right over." I told him instead. "Ok," He said. "You don't have to. I can get to the hospital myself." "No, I'll be right there. Oh and Peter," I said, "don't be surprised when I pull up." "Ok, we'll be ready when you get here." He said and hung up. I told the driver where to go and we pulled up in a couple of minutes. It didn't take long after we stopped before a small group of kids came around to look at the limo and who was getting out of it. "It's the guy with the neat car." I heard a boy say as they watched the driver let me out. I didn't even glance at the group and went right up to Peter's house. The door opened as soon as I got to it. "Wow...I didn't know you had one of those!" Peter exclaimed smiling and pointing at the limo. "Only for special reasons." I said to Peter. "It is nice to see that wonderful smile on you." I smiled back at him. "Hello John," Mary said coming up in the doorway behind Peter. "Wow, the limo looks nice, but you look like shit." "Mom!" Peter exclaimed. His face turned red at his mom's choice of words. I, of course, knew exactly where she was coming from. I was exhausted. "Well, sorry but it's true. You don't look like you have had any sleep." Mary said. "Why don't you go home and sleep and we'll take Peter to the hospital to see Bobby." I reluctantly agreed with her. Peter didn't look too happy about it. He did look a little less unhappy when I offered they ride in the limo to the hospital and back. All I needed was a ride home. Five minutes later, there were five of us in the limo. Peter, his brother Jacob, the boy's parents, and me. On the way over to my place, I told Peter's family what has been happening. They were all amazed that Bobby's own father was involved in the beating. They were somewhat less amazed that Brian's dad was involved too. Peter walked with me up to my front door. I briefly told him about the new function on the camera program. I also told him about going into the mind of Bobby. He wanted to get on the computer right then, but I told him he would be better off telling Bobby in person how much we wanted him to get well. He gave me a quick kiss, blushed, and then ran back to the limo. I watched him get in the limo and take off. I shut and locked the door, went straight up to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes, and crawled into bed. I don't even remember my head hitting the pillow. I woke up with a start. I looked at the clock next to my bed. It read 3:30 AM. I don't know what woke me up, but I had a sudden desire to check the computer. When I sat down in front of the computer, I wasn't too sure who I was supposed to be checking on. I started with Brian, thinking that he might be up to something, but he was sound asleep in his hotel room. Then I checked on Bobby, from just the picture on the computer, he looked fine. I could hear the machines beeping in his darkened room. It wasn't until I touched Bobby on the computer monitor, and I knew why I had woken up suddenly. "NO, NO... please stop!" Bobby was yelling in his dream. I saw clearly the beating he was getting. What was worse is that he kept reliving this dream over and over. The dream only went on for about a minute, but it seemed like longer. When the dream ended, Bobby's mind went black. I took this opportunity to try to reach out to him. "Bobby, relax. You're in good hands. No one is going to hurt you again." I said. I have no idea if he heard me. Then I heard it, Bobby's voice. Very softly. "Please don't hurt me." Bobby said. That shook me; I wasn't quite sure where to go. "I won't hurt you Bobby," I started telling him, "look at me Bobby, this is John." I finished saying and hoping I was doing the right thing. It seemed to be working. The darkness got a little lighter, and then Bobby appeared in front of me. All around us though, it remained black. "John? Is that you?" Bobby said and the darkness went away a little more. "Yes Bobby, it's really me. John." I said. "How are you here, or is this just another dream?" He asked me. Just then, his attackers started appearing in front of him. "NO!" He screamed. I yelled too, "NO!" and pointed at each of the attackers as they appeared, as soon as I would point to them and shout, they would disappear in a small puff of smoke. Soon they were all gone again. Bobby was curled up and looking at me. "How...how did you do that?" He asked to me. I tried to think of a simple explanation. "For right now, let's just say I have a special computer program. When you get well, I'll show you it." I told him. He just stared at me, but he seemed to relax a little too. "Will you help me?" Bobby asked. "Things are being taken care of as we speak to each other. You don't have to worry about them. You just relax and let your body heal." I said. Then he asked the question that I wanted to have answered myself. "Why?" Then I lost touch with him again. I lifted my hand off the screen. I knew what he was asking, why him. I wanted to know that too. After all, he wasn't gay, he wasn't selling drugs. The only thing I can think that would cause this is his friendship with Peter. Then I remembered what his father said in the hospital. "This wouldn't have happened, if he wasn't friends with that faggot." Maybe Bobby was an easy first target. I then thought of Peter. Maybe he might be in danger now! I clicked open his picture and saw him asleep at home. They all looked safe. I then thought that Bobby might be in danger since there were at least two more guys out there who were involved with this. I got my lawyer on the phone. He was a little pissed that I was calling him at four in the morning. I had him get a guard on Bobby's room. I also wanted him to get another guard to keep watch on Peter's house. I managed to calm myself down after taking care of that. That's when I thought of seeing where those football jocks ended up at. I only had to open up one of the boys pictures, because they were both still together. In fact, they're both in bed together. I didn't have any idea what I was going to do to them, other than make themselves turn themselves in to the police. However, seeing them sleeping together, whether they were gay or not, made my mind filled up with ideas. I touched the computer screen to one of the boys. Just like all the other times, the scene was black. Then, just like usual, the scene lightened up and I was in his dream. For some reason, I wasn't too surprised with the boy's dream. If there were a stereotypical dumb jock, this would be the one. The only thing going through this guy's mind was his last big tackle on the football field. That was it. No dreams about girls or boys for that matter, just that football play. Over and over. This boy needed help, and I'm just the one to help him. "Hey dude that was a great hit!" I said to the boy in his dream. I made him think that I was on the football team. He acknowledged me with a grunt. Asshole. I then changed the scene on his dream. I put him in bed with what he thought was a beautiful woman. Once I put that into his dream, it wasn't hard to steer him wherever I wanted him to go. Now, for simplifying things, and since I haven't heard their names yet, I'm going to call the first boy Dude 1, and his buddy will be Dude 2. The first thing I did was to make Dude 1 turn sideways in his dream and hug what he thought was a woman next to him. I pulled my finger off his picture and put it on Dude 2. Being the dumb jock that he was, it wasn't too difficult for me to put his dream in the same scenario as his buddy next to him. I made him hug what he thought was a woman. Of course, it was really Dude 1. From this point on it was kind of like playing with marionettes. I would put my finger on one and tell him what to do, and then I would switch to the other and tell him what to do. I got them to kissing each other, and feeling each other out. This took a while to do, switching between the two boys like that. It was also a little mind tiring. I had a sudden wild thought, why don't I just touch both of them together on the screen, so I did. If I thought it was weird in my mind for just one person that I had my finger on, two people really threw me for a loop. At first, it seemed like I was watching one boy in one eye, and the other boy in the other eye. Then the two pictures focused into one. I don't know how I knew it, but I could tell that I had control of both of the boys at the same time. Since each one thought they were messing with a woman it wasn't hard to make them do what I wanted them to do. I made Dude 1 climb on top of Dude 2; both boys were still thinking that their partner was a woman. Now I made Dude 1 start kissing his way down the front of Dude 2. Dude 1 began sucking on Dude 2's tits, thinking that he had some huge female mammary in his mouth. Dude 2, thinking that his partner was a woman, was enjoying her sucking on his tit. The boy started moaning and his cock was rock hard. I then nudged Dude 1 to go farther down Dude 2's body. Now this was the part where I thought that things would go bad. However, they didn't. I wanted Dude 1 to suck Dude 2. I had a hope that I had enough control over their minds for each of them to think that their huge hard cocks were in fact a leaking cunt. This however turned out to be easier than I expected. They being the dumb jocks that they are, I pretty much only had to do a suggestion and they did it. Therefore, Dude 1 was thinking that he was eating out this woman, and Dude 2 was thinking that his dream woman was sucking him off. Then I thought, what the fuck, I should make them move into a sixty-nine. As soon as I thought it, the boys did it. Each one sucking on what they thought was a woman's cunt. They were both getting into it heavy, I could tell they were getting close to cumming. I was also thinking they should fuck each other before they are done, but I was getting tired again. I decided to let them finish. It didn't take long, first Dude 1 begins spewing his load, then Dude 2 started firing off his. Both boys sucking down greedily what they thought were the juice of their female partners. It was almost funny to watch. The only thing that wasn't fun to watch was the female in the dream. I'm not prejudiced against women, I'm just gay. I think that should explain it. After the boys had finished cumming, I put their minds to sleep in the positions that they were, each boy lying in bed with the other boys cock in their mouth. It will be interesting to see what they would do when they wake up. I'll have to watch it later. I took one more look at Bobby. He looked like he was a little bit more peaceful, the machines next to him beeping regularly. I turned off the computer, and went back to bed. I was confident that Bobby would get better. It just may take some time. That is going to be it for this chapter. As you can probably tell by how long it has taken me to get this out, that I had a hard time wanting to write this. The next chapter will be much more enjoyable. I'm hoping to get some endings to a few of the stories. Just so you know, I like happy endings!