The Boys of Kendra School of Magic

By Dream Janus

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Chapter 1

   
            Terry enjoyed the island breeze on his toned skin. His life with Max and the boys was good to him but the nagging feeling in the back of his mind would not stop. He felt a familiar presence and opened his azure blue eyes noticing that Max's smoky brown eyes where again staring at him.

            "I already told you," Terry began "I will tell you what I can, when I can." He then leaned up from the chase lounge and smiled. "All I know is that this year is going to be strange. I some times get we are getting two more boys and other times five, but then I feel pain around three." His smile faulted.

            Max pushed stray hair out of eyes and then touched Terry's face. "I know, but I worry when you push yourself so much." He then smiled. "Besides we are supposed to be on vacation." Max then touched his lips gently to Terry's forehead. "How's my heart?"

            "More in love each and every day" Terry said with a smile. He then licked Max's chin stubble. "Where are the boys?"

            At that moment, a thin boy in a lavender and teal Speedo, and an extremely wide brimmed lavender panama style hat with matching sandals walked by.

            Both Max and Terry noticed. Max closed his eyes and shook his head at the sight the boy made. "That boy is a walking talking stereotype." He said with a sigh.

            Terry giggled. "Well that tells us where Jaydon is" He then stood up and put his arms around his slightly taller mate's waist. "I bet that Tyler is either sunning himself on the beach or he and Chris are fawning after one of the Cabana boys." Terry then snuggled into Max's chest. "If Chris isn't with Ty, then he is probably at the pool by himself, doing it anyway."

            "It's really too bad that we have to leave the islands tomorrow," Max said softly kneading Terry's muscular ass through his bathing suit. "We don't get enough alone time once school starts." He then looked at Terry with a gleam of want and desire in his eyes. Even after ten years of being together, he was still turned on by his mates scent, touch and very presence.

            Just then a very insistent knock was heard on the door. Terry and Max both groan and stereo responded, "What is it!"

            "Dads, Sir Clanks-a-lot is in my room" responded Tyler's tenor voice through the door. "It won't give me the mail" He continued in a slightly frustrated voice. He paused and then said. "I'm sorry..."

            Terry broke his embrace with Max with a kiss and went to open the door. When the door opened Tyler stood there with his silverfish grey brown hair hiding his grey eyes.

            "The damn thing is lit like a Christmas tree" Tyler began. "But it will not cough up any of the mail, so I figured it must have been special delivery or something." He then blushed. "I am so...so sorry to interrupt your private time." Tyler looked like he might begin to cry.

            Terry smiled and said. "We understand things like this happen." He looked back at Max who nodded with a slight grin. "It don't help the hornys, but we understand."

            Tyler burst out laughing at the fact that his father had been so open and had used such bad English in the same sentence. "I thought you were a good teacher," He jabbed at Terry.

            "I am," Terry responded "just not in manners or English." He then playfully swatted Tyler on the butt.

            "Let's go get that rusted old tin can out of your room" Max said with big grin as he adjusted the front of his swim suit boldly. He kissed Terry as he moved toward the door.

            Moments later he and Tyler were opening the door to the room Tyler shared with Chris. There standing in the middle of the room glowing with a blue green light was a rusted suit of armor. The armor was partially blocking access to the room itself.

            Max looked irritated as he walked up to the armor and said, "Sir Clanks-a-lot, I am Maxwell Kendra Co-Headmaster of Kendra School of Magic, if you have mail to deliver, deliver it now."

            The armor began to clank very loudly and the glow began to alternate between blue, green and red very quickly. Suddenly the clanking and glowing stopped and the breast plate opened revealing a package and an envelope inside. Max took the package and the envelope from their resting places and began to look at them.

            The package was for Terry from the Department of Magical Research. The letter was from the office of Magical President of the United States addressed to both of them and marked "Official". The package Max figured was just some research project they wanted Terry's opinion on, the letter had him confused.

            The Sir Clanks-a-lot was still standing there, so it was told to expect a reply to one of them. "Damn" Max thought. "Not enough time to think." He then opened the Presidential envelope.

        "Dear Mr. Maxwell Kendra and Mr. Terrance Kendra,

                        I am sure that you do not remember our meeting seven years ago as I began my fourth term in office. I do and was very impressed with your school and grounds. I realized at that time that my son was a very gifted boy and may have been in need of your school.

        When I came to your school it was to see if your school would fit his needs, if and when he would have needed them. Your school met and exceeded my expectations in that regard. My son thankfully did not feel the need for your school and will be graduating from Suffuronn Academy at the end of this year with plans on becoming a teacher.

        My reason for this correspondence is that at my son's request, I wish to create a national diversification committee, whose job it will be to assist needy individuals to find schools such as yours where they can thrive and learn and not be mistreated and abused for being different.

        Would you be willing to act as the flagship school in this endeavor? If so, would one or both of you be willing to work with the committee on location those who are in need?

        Sincerely,

        Teddy,

        Theodore William Boxington III
                        Magical President United States of America"

            "Sir Clanks-a-lot, this is my response" Max began. "To the Magical President of the United States of America, from Maxwell Kendra Co-Headmaster Kendra School of Magic..." Max paused. "Dear Sir, Of course we remember you and your visit. We would be proud to be your flagship school in such an endeavor. Please let us know what is expected. As for working with the committee, we will need to discuss this further between ourselves and with you at a future date to say one way or another." Max paused again with a bit of a puzzled look on his face then said "Sincerely Max."

            The Sir Clanks-a-lot suit of armor shut its own breast plate and then began to glow in a yellow light and suddenly disappeared. The room felt so much bigger to both Max and Tyler.

            "Why does that damn thing zone in on me and not you and pop Terry?" Tyler asked in mild frustration.

            Max laughed and ruffled Tyler's hair. "We brought magical dampeners, so it locked on to the most powerful magical Kendra it could find," He then winked. "You."

            "You still can't access private or school related mail, because you are student, you are basically damned either way." He then laughed. "I will bring a dampener down tonight so you don't get any more surprises"

            Outside beside the pool Chris was carefully watching Miguel the pool boy through his tinted glasses. "Enjoy the scenery but don't get too excited." Chris kept repeating to himself in his thoughts as he watched the very muscular Miguel's arms reach into the pool with one of the poles to clean it slowly. Miguel's muscle movements were like a dance to Chris. Miguel's ass was perfect, round and smooth.

            Chris' mind had wandered and he had become hormonally excited. The air around him began to crackle with electricity and the small popping sound as bubbles began to appear in large numbers. These bubbles were the size of baseballs and softballs and did not pop when they came in contact with a solid surface, they bounced. Chris slowly began to realize what was going on and that only made matters worse as it made him nervous and scared. As he grew nervous and scared the electricity grew in intensity and the bubbles grew in number and size.

            Jaydon was walking quietly on the beach enjoying the surf when he felt the unmistakable tingle of ozone cross his skin. The only time he felt that was when Chris was loosing control. Jaydon ran toward the pool, Chris' home away from home and there big as life was a freaked out Chris churning out bubbles the size of furniture and enough electricity to power a house.

            "TEMPORA" Screamed Jaydon with out stretched hands. Immediately a wave of energy left Jaydon traveling in all directions. Everything that the wave touched froze in time. Once the wave included all the bubbles, Jaydon walked over to Chris and lightly touched him on the shoulder.

            "You made a mess again" Jaydon said softly as Chris began to move normally.

            "Yeah, I know..."Chris began to cry. "I can't help it" little bubbles began to appear around his head, this time with micro fireworks.

            "Calm down and help me clean up this mess," Jaydon said putting his arm around Chris' shoulder. "Besides we don't need you adding to the mess."

            The boys took a few moments standing beside each other with their hands outstretched saying "Destructo" to the assorted bubbles destroying them. They then ran to the beach and Jaydon countered his spell "Retero." Those at the pool looked as if they had just woken from a momentary bad dream but as though no one would admit that anyone had seen what they had all seen, it quickly was dropped.

            Chris' ponytail still had the fall out from all the electricity showing and it was annoying Jaydon to no end. Finally Jaydon snapped his fingers and a brush appeared in his hand. Chris silently allowed Jaydon to undo his long ponytail from its tie. Jaydon loved to brush Chris's hair it was the color of dark honey and always looked great even tied up. Chris loved Jaydon spending time with him. Even though they looked at each other as brothers and would never think of each other as more, they loved each unconditionally. They were very protective of each other and pity the person dumb enough to hurt one of them.

            "Jay, do you think I will ever find a boyfriend?" Chris asked as Jaydon slowly brushed out his hair.

            "Sure hon," Jaydon said in all honesty. "He won't have to worry about those bubbles, electricity or even the fireworks" He continued with a slight smile. "Your man is going to have to worry about the bother-in-love tests."

            Chris giggled. "Don't you and Ty go chasing off all the good men, now." He then sighed. "Damn we are screwed up...I can't get excited or all hell breaks loose, you steal your boyfriends sister's clothes and Tyler gives them fleas."

            Jaydon playfully smacked Chris on the arm like a girl. "I do not steal their clothes, even if I look better in them."

            "I noticed that you didn't say anything about Ty giving anyone fleas..." Chris said and then playfully began to scratch like he had fleas.

            "Nope because we need to get our resident puppy brother a flea and tick collar" Jaydon laughed as he began to also scratch but not really knowing why.

            Meanwhile back in Tyler's room, he stretched and twisted his taunt frame side to side. His muscles rippled as his moved. Tyler hated being on an island that had no dogs as regular animals or even guests. It meant he had to hide, when he got comfortable. Tyler made sure the door was locked and then jumped toward the bed. In the instant between the jump and landing on the bed, Tyler became a dark grey wolf. It was an instant wink and the boy Tyler was replaced by the wolf Tyler. He landed on the bed gently, circled twice, flopped down and closed his eyes. He let out a great sigh.

"Much better," Tyler thought.

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