Date: Mon, 07 Feb 2000 23:21:28 +0000 From: The Man Fotek Subject: Sk8r-Dreams 10 ============================================================= Yet another Sk8r-dreams "guest episode" from fotek@mac.com Thanks to reaver27@hotmail.com for permission to contribute to the series. My warning for this one is that this story contains under age sex between consenting gay men and if that sort of thing offends you then you really should find some other weird story to read. All Reaver's warnings apply too of course: Don't read this if you're not allowed to by someone or some law....blah blah blah If you want to develop this part of the story a bit more, feel free to do so but let us know! ============================================================= James came to. Cautiously opening one eye to peer out at his room he realised that though it was still his own bedroom, something wasn't quite right. He remembered running into the house to stop the effects of his missing palm top version of the Maker and remembered hitting the enter key after choosing the appropriate reset commands from the Maker's menus. What was wrong then..? Lifting his head slowly from the desktop which he'd passed out on a few minutes before, he looked around him and groaned as a wave of dull pain flashed though his head. "Fuck me!" He cursed in a boyish tone as the wave of pain passed. Looking carefully down, James was somewhat surprised to see that his arms were still dark brown and still very much those of a ten of eleven year old kid. "Shit!" He cursed again, this time slamming his small fist on the desk as he turned to get up from his chair. Walking over to his wall mirror, James was acutely aware of how much he had shrunk. As he approached the silvered glass, he saw a small black boy wearing very baggy Hilfiger jeans, white sneakers and a New York Nicks basketball vest staring back at him. As he took in in his new face, gold earring and shaved head he felt a familiar stirring in his loins that prompted him to pull out his cock and stroke it. He stared at his small cock as if hardly able to believe it was there, and almost without thinking began to jerk himself off as he stood before the mirror. After a few moments, he picked up his pace and within seconds, the new look James exploded a spatter of cum over the mirror and sat heavily back down on the floor, breathing deeply and with a smile on his face. He couldn't work out what had happened. Sitting back down at his desk he pushed the space bar on his computer to quit the screensaver and jumped as he got an electric shock. "Fuck! Now what." He shrieked as the computer screen flicked back into veiw. Without any warning, he began to feel a tingling sensation all over his body which quickly died away and he realised, with horror, that he had just set off his own computer's booby trap. Dashing to the mirror, he saw that he had grown a few inches and also put on a substantial amount of muscle but that was about it. He still looked only 13 years old or thereabouts and couldn't see any other changes happening. As he looked at his new body, he got horny again and then felt a slight pressure in his head. Too late he realised that the Maker was now re-programming his mind and thoughts of how to use the computer to set things right again, quickly faded as he decided he'd rather head down to the park and check out the talent on the basketball court. Grabbing his b-ball from the closet where, until a few moments ago had lain his best skateboard, "Jez" dashed up the stairs pulled on jacket and bounced his ball in the direction of the floodlit basketball playground. As Jez set off down the road in the growing twilight, he thought about how cool it would be if he could get a spot on the town's team. In his mind, he pictured the other boys in thier uniforms and got hard just thinking about being with them. As he turned the final corner into the road that led to the local b-ball court, he saw one of the team's players, Rob, step out from the light of the court and head towards him down the road. The kid looked a little older than Jez and was better built, wearing loose fititng tracksuit bottoms and a tight, sweat stained grey vest. "Sup?" Rob said as they approached each other. "I'm cool man!" Answered Jez. "Just thought I'd come down, shoot some hoops with the guys. You?" "Just finished a session but you know? There ain't much b-ball shootin' goin' on in there if you get where I'm comin' from!" Jez looked up into the boy's dark eyes and felt a stirring desire to touch him well up from nowhere. "Why don't we head back to your place and catch some TV?" Asked Rob grinning at Jez and making him go almost completely weak at the knees. Jez had fantasised about getting time on his own with a stud like this guy for as long as he could remember and now here was his chance. He reached out with one hand and touched the player's crotch with his small black fingers feeling the hard flesh through the soft material of the joggers. Before he could stop himself, he grabbed the young basketball player to him and kissed him deeply on the lips while at the same time feeling his pole through the joggers. Finally, Jez, broke off the full on kiss allowing Rob to speak. "Fuckin' hell man! We'd better get you home for some proper attention!" Jez looked at Rob, drinking in his taut musculature, honed by years of hard practice on the court, and the two of them set off through the darkness towards Jez's house. As they steped in through the front door, Jez turned to Rob and slamming the door behind them led him quickly down the stairs to his bedroom. Once inside, Rob reached out to Jez and gently put his hands on the boy's abdomen, grasping his b-ball jersey and lifting it slowly up until the defined muscles of Jez' bare torso were revealed in the soft light of the floor lamp. Pulling off his own moist vest top, he pulled the black youth to his body and clutching at his hard buttocks thrust his tongue into Jez' mouth. For what seemed like an eternity, the two boys, stood locked in a passionate embrace, until Rob, sliding his hands down Jez' body, thrust his way past Jez' belt and began to lightly massage the boy's asshole. Jez took this as a signal and dropped to his knees, running his hands down Rob's firm, tanned abs until they found themselves cupping his growing manhood and massaging it gently to attention. Finally, when he couldn't bear to wait any longer, Jez released Rob's hard cock from the joggers and jock-strap he was wearing and took the warm turgid member deep into his mouth. Waves of ecstasy flooded over the two boys as Jez rocked back and forth onto Rob's throbbing penis stopping only moments before release and turning to let Rob apply his tool to Jez' waiting butt. Rob, of course needed no further encouragement and plunged his cock into Jez' tight ass in one thrust. Squealing in mingled pain and ecstasy as Rob gently gyrated his hips, bucking to and fro, Jez mind filled with visions of becoming this man's fucktoy, an obedient slave who's only purpose would be to satisfy his master. As the two approached climax, Jez hardly noticed Rob's increasingly insistent fucking as wave after wave of pleasure flowed through him until finaly he erupted a stream of white hot cum onto the bed at the same time as receiving an injection of the same from the dripping wet Rob. As the two collapsed into each other's arms, Jez reached out and turned on the stereo to his favourite hip hop station before sinking back onto the duvet, holding Rob's heaving chest close to his own as they fell asleep. The next morning, Jez woke early as Rob, crept out of the room to use the toilet. Looking around his room he realised he'd left his new computer on. Getting up to turn the machine off, Jez sat down at the desk and flicking the screensaver off, read the messgae he saw on the display. "An error occurred while attempting to complete reset command." Underneath the message were two buttons, "Abort" and "Retry". Jez thought for a moment. He remembered something he was doing yesterday not working properly so he decided to press the "Retry" button. As the arrow cursor homed in on it's target and the mouse button clicked down on it, Rob, walking back into the room, was momentarily blinded by a flash of light emanating from the computer on Jez' desk. As suddenly as it had started, silence fell on the room and the shocked Jez looked cautiously around only to see Rob begin growing and expanding until in a matter of moments a tall naked man with a huge cock stood in his place. Without any warning Jez, felt a shiver run through himself and suddenly realised that he wasn't Jez at all but was James. As he grew and filled out into his old form the computer began to hum loudly, numbers and flashes of light appearing on screen before, once again, silence fell and the screen flicked back to it's screensaver mode. "Holy... shit!" Was all James could slowly muster as he looked over at his best buddy Nick, who, sporting one of his famous morning tent poles stepped over and gave James a friendly peck on the cheek before dragging him back to the bed. More to come...? fotek@mac.com