Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2001 16:14 +8000 From: Trevor Moore Subject: Bewitched! (M/t) Subject Bewitched! (M/t) (Con) Standard disclaimer, if you're not old enough (18 years old plus) don't read this story. If you're offended by sexually explicit writing, don't read this story. This story is entirely fiction and any similarities to true events are merely wishful. Please feel free to e-mail me at tremo@start.com.au telling me if you liked it or not. I love reading feedback, and if enough people like it, I'll continue the tale. BEWITCHED! I never used to believe in magic. I was always one of those people who sneered at the idea, so I'm not sure what attracted me to the book of spells in the second hand shop. It looked like it was old and might have been authentic - although I know that they can do things to paper to make it look older than it really is. Something inside just said to buy it, and I did. When I got home, I began to read through the old pages. I read about how to gain knowledge, how to stop food from going off and how to talk to animals. I felt a little foolish having bought it. After a few pages I came apon a spell to make the spell-caster `appear to be what others like best'. This intrigued me. I began to read about how the spell would make you look different to other people - depending apon which ingredients you added to the basic potion. If you added some `love herbs', you would look just like the other persons' lover, and if you added some knowledge herbs you would appear to look like a knowledgeable person. Of course my mind wondered what would happen if I added my own cum - would I look like somebody's hottest sexual attraction? My mind began to think about the possibilities, and (of course) my dick began to get hard. I knew there was no problem getting all the ingredients! I decided to give it a try. I quickly got everything into a bowl. My cock was rigid as I was thinking about what might happen. I soon shot a good sized load of cum into the bowl mixed it all up and rubbed the results on my skin. Just as I was sitting in my lounge chair waiting for something to happen, the doorbell rang. There was an `Avon' lady. While we were talking, she began to stutter and look at my body a lot. It seemed that she had the hots for me. Thinking that somebody else might be in the room, I looked behind me and saw somebody who looked a lot like Tom Cruise, in my hallway mirror! Now I knew that I was the only person in the house, but my reflection clearly was just like Tom. I looked down at my body and saw my own, but the image of another was on top of it! It must be the spell. I quickly told the woman that I was not going to buy anything and that I could not talk. She could barely keep her eyes off me. Reluctantly, she turned away, and the instant she stopped looking at me, the second image disappeared. I looked in the mirror and it was just me standing there, alone. She glimpsed back at me, and the second image returned until she looked away again. Wow - it looks like it works. So what should I do. I decided to go out for a walk and see what happens. I walked towards the beach and noticed my image change many times, as cars drove by. It is a little unsettling to look down and see the figure of a woman there! As I got closer to the beach, I saw two teenage boys standing near a bus stop. They looked about 17 and sure were cute. One was a `surfie' looking boy (long blond hair and blue eyes), and the other had darker tanned features black hair brown eyes and a button nose. Both were very fit and perfect specimens for my jerking fantasies. As I got closer they began to notice me. I looked down and sure enough my body looked a little like Britany Spears -a tall, blond woman with big breasts. As I got closer these guys sure showed that they were interested in me - which is a little nice, as normally they would not have even looked. Given the welcoming reception I was getting, I decided to hang around. "When is the next bus due" I asked "You just missed one" said the blond boy "Oh well, I'll just have to wait" I began to pretend that I was waiting for my bus, but mainly used the time to check out the two spunks. They were still looking at me - mainly my chest, and the image of Britany Spears was still there. After a while I asked, "I noticed that you are looking at my bra - is it because it is too small?" Both boys looked away and begun to blush. "We weren't looking at your breasts", the dark haired one lied. "That's OK", I said, "because I think my bra is too small -- what do you think?" Given permission to look at my imaginary breasts, they began to stare with great interest. "No they're great" smiled the blond "Well come over here and you can look more closely" I said as I walked behind the bus stop. Soon, they were staring at my chest, which was about half a meter from their faces. Given that their gaze was fixed on my chest, I began to check them out a little more. They sure were hot! I noticed that they had their hands over their groins -- no doubt to hide growing hardons. I took the hand of the blond boy and placed it on my chest. "See, it feels like the bra is a little small" I whispered. I felt him shudder as he began to feel what he thought was my breasts. His hot hands on my chest felt like heaven. "Oh shit" the other boy exclaimed. I looked and saw him fondling the growing bulge in his shorts. Luckily the bus stop backed onto an area of bush so that we were hidden from passerbys I enjoyed the feeling of him massaging my chest for a few seconds and began to creep a little bit closer to the boy. Soon I was able to let go of his hands and lightly brushed the back of my hand past his growing hardon. I heard him gasp and felt his teenage cock pulse. I turned my hand and grabbed his rock hard dick in my fingers. The other boy was obviously appreciating what his friend was able to do, so I said, "Looks like you're enjoying this...how about you guys giving your friend a hand" Without hesitation I began to feel his hot young hands rubbing against my chest and stomach. I couldn't believe what was happening. I reached around and began to rub the front of the shorts of the dark guy. His dick pointing way downwards, fully hard. I heard him breathe a little heavy. I put my hand down the front of his shorts and began to feel his dark wiry pubes. I kept moving my fingers further and reached my goal...the base of his hardon. With my other hand I kept playing with the large solid cock of the blond boy. They were both enjoying me touch their hot teen boy rods. I couldn't believe my luck ...having sex with two super sexy straight teen boys. Then it suddenly hit me. What if they feel my cock rather than the pussy they are expecting? So I said, "Look, I'm having my period so we can't screw". "Ohh," groaned the blond boy with disappointment. "Would you like me to suck you off instead?" "Yesss Pleeaasssee" he groaned I didn't waste any time. I was trembling with excitement as I knelt down in front of him. I leaned forward and pushed my face against his crotch. My breath escaped in a gasp as I touched him with my mouth for the first time. I opened my mouth and pushed against his growing bulge, mouthing it through his jeans. I started to moan quietly. "Yeah. S'ats a way." He mumbled. He put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me hard against his basket. His other hand fumbled with his pants. "C'mon. Suck my dick." I reached for his pants and unbuttoned his jeans. I unzipped them and pulled them down around his ankles. I was in heaven, staring into his pure white briefs. His dick was rigid, clearly outlined, a little wetness visible. The head was pushing against the waistband of his briefs. I put my mouth on his cock, through the cotton and slid up and down, moaning. "Uh..." He said. He started rocking his hips against my face. All I could smell was the beautiful sent of teen lust and spunk. "Put it in your mouth." He pushed my head up and down the outline of his dick. I wanted his cock as much as he wanted me to suck on it. I pulled his briefs down to his hips. His dick jumped free and slapped against my face. I was engulfed by the smell. His cock danced in the air, touching my face. I put my hand around his hard-on and slid my tongue up and down his cock. I couldn't get enough of his dick. I slobbered all over him, running my lips along the length in frenzy. I pumped my hand up and down. I couldn't believe my luck, and kept hoping that the spell would not wear off until I had his hot teen spunk in my mouth. "Yea!" he moaned. "Suck it, c'mon suck!" I didn't need to be told. I pushed my mouth down on his dick. I moaned loudly as his cock slid inside my mouth. He grunted and held the back of my head, pushing his cock deeper. I gagged slightly but kept impaling my throat. I wanted all of him. I pushed further and was rewarded when my nose hit his thick bush. I moaned again and started milking his cock, slowly pushing all the way up and all the way down. He started moaning, his breathing heavier. My own cock was rock hard and straining against my boxers, but I did not want to risk it by taking it out. I pushed down on his cock again until my lips were at the base of his cock. I held his cock against the back of my throat, sucking, saliva running down his balls. I pulled back up a bit and sucked harder, collapsing my cheeks against his rock hard dick. I moved all the way up and started pumping my hand up and down, sucking on his cock-head, moving my lips up and down over the sensitive underside. "Ahhhhh!" He groaned. He started to shake a bit. Then I felt the first spurt. "Ahhhh.....!" His cum started to pour out of his dick. I felt another burst in my mouth and I swallowed as he came, sucking hard on his cock. "Oh, God." he moaned, his hands resting gently on top of my head. "Oh, oh." I kept pumping on him, squeezing the last drops out of his dick, milking my own at the same time. I held his cock in my mouth until he started to soften, continuing to lick his dick and balls afterward. "Wow", I heard from his friend. "What about me?" I turned my head towards the gorgeous blond haired boy and my eyes were drawn to the solid outline of a hard teencock in his shorts. To be continued? Please feel free to e-mail me at tremo@start.com.au telling me if you liked it or not. I love reading feedback, and if enough people like it, I'll continue the tale.