Date: Thu, 10 Oct 2013 21:27:44 -0500
From: Bull Waters
Subject: The Fun Power

			The Fun Power by Bull Waters

	The first time Steve was aware that he had The Power, he didn't
realize, completely, what it was. Paranormal phenomenon wasn't really his
thing, but he was bored. It started on a chilly late Winter Saturday
afternoon. He was waiting at a bus stop where he vaguely watched an
apparently homeless man across the street, as he conversed rather loudly
with some invisible being.  Like most gay men do with every
attention-grabbing guy man they see, Steve began undressing and seducing
him in his mind. In spite of his apparent poverty status, the man looked
fairly attractive. He had long salt and pepper hair, a beard and mustache,
and even though he wore mismatched clothing, there appeared to be a sense
of style about him.  Steve envisioned the chest hair peeking out of his
shirt as he imagined kissing his way to the man's nipples.

	As he concentrated on what it would be like to tease the man's
right nipple, the guy reacted as if he could feel Steve's mouth on his
aroused teat.  Steve imagined moving downward and stroking the man's
hardening cock, surrounded by a nest of unkempt dark hair. He imagined
taking the mushroom head into his warm mouth.  The man looked around to see
if anyone was watching. Steve continued his thoughts as the man reacted to
the illusory blowjob, finally succumbing to an intense orgasm.  As Steve
got on the bus and it pulled away, he watched the man loudly react as if
he'd just cum in his pants!  "WTF just happened," thought Steve.

When he got home, he did an internet search to try and understand what
happened, and learned that it is something called Psychic Seduction. After
reading several articles on it, he decided to slowly practice this skill,
learning more and more each time and enjoying the results.

	A few weeks later the weather turned warmer, so he decided to pick
up lunch and eat it in the park. There was still ice on the lake, but the
sun was bright, so he wore shades. He noticed a "gangsta" youth
approaching, the type who have to hold their sagging pants up with one hand
because they're not wearing a belt, an oversized t-shirt and hoodie up top.
This was too good an opportunity for Steve to pass up.  He watched the kid,
yakking loudly on the cell phone in his other hand.  Steve imagined him
scratching an itch, and when he did, his pants fell down. The guy was going
commando. Steve stifled a laugh as he thought about the kid's shaft getting
stiffer.

	The kid looked nervously around, and when he was certain no one but
Steve could see him, he strolled into the circular garden, and hidden
behind the shrubbery.  Never moving a muscle, Steve imagined him jerking
off. It was fairly evident that the guy was having an orgasm, because he
was panting loudly. He looked around again, pulled himself together, and
with cum still glistening on the back of the hand holding up his pants,
eyed Steve sheepishly as he walked away.

	When Steve got home he wrote this encounter down, pondering just
what he had.  For one thing, he decided the next time he used this newfound
power, it'd be someplace inside.  He didn't have to wait long!

	A few days later, he was in the grocery store, looking for
something that wasn't in the place he'd expected.  There was a nice looking
guy wearing a t-shirt, workout sorts with the word "minibar" written on
them and flip-flops.  As Steve walked past him and veered his cart around
the guy, Mr. Minibar looked up and Steve was certain he'd heard a snicker.
He walked to the end of the aisle and found an employee who walked with him
to where the item should be, and then she asked a co-worker who told her
they'd been moved.  As Steve moved away from her, his head was turned and
he thanked her.  He almost crashed his cart into Mr. Minibar!

	After finding what he needed, he picked up a few more things and
went to the busy checkout area.  Mr. Minibar was on line, standing as
rigidly as if he had a pole up his ass. Steve moved to another checkout,
realizing this was a perfect opportunity to use the power on this guy, due
to his attitude.  Steve put two of his fingers into his mouth and then,
pointing toward the guys' ass, moved them as if he were finger-fucking.
Minibar stood even more rigidly, but soon rested his torso on his grocery
cart.  No one seemed to notice as he gyrated his hips. It was as if he
could really feel Steve's fingers inside him.  The real surprise was that
Steve got a boner from this!

	Steve moved his hips toward his cart, as if he was fucking the guy.
He moved his right as though he were jerking off Minibar's obvious stiffy,
and twisted the fingers of his left hand as though he were twisting the
mans' nipples.  Mr. Minibar put his hands to his mouth to stifle an obvious
orgasm.  After he'd calmed down, he got out of line, acting as if he'd
forgotten something. Steve noticed a wet spot in front of his white shorts.
He smiled as he checked out and went home.

	The next afternoon, he was waiting for his bus, when a blonde twink
breezed past him, his hands full of shopping bags.  In spite of the chilly
air, the kid was wearing shorts and a t-shirt under a light jacket.  The
hair peeking over the neckline of the shirt and on his bare legs revealed
that he was blonde right down to his dark pubes.  This kid was ripe for the
power, so Steve let his imagination run wild. However, there were too many
people on the crowded vehicle, the connection wasn't there.

At work a few days later, Steve was busy at his desk, when the blonde, once
again, breezed past him. This time he was dressed impeccably, apparently
from the purchases he'd had with him at the bus stop.  He walked into the
office of Mr. Cox, Steve's boss.  He must have been expected, because the
secretary merely pointed the way, and the office door was closed.  Steve
got back to work, but about a half hour later, Mr. Cox brought his son,
Curt, around and introduced him to the staff.

	Steve had finished his project and was putting the file into Mr.
Cox's in-box, but he thought he could hear what the two of them were saying
inside the office.  He told the secretary he'd cover for her while she took
a break, and when she left, he sat down and concentrated.  He used the
power and visualized Curt on his knees, taking his Dad's oversized cock in
his mouth.  Meanwhile, the stiff and formal Mr. Cox had removed his jacket,
shirt and tie and told his son that he was going to "work your ass even
deeper this time, boy!"

  	"Dad," said Curt, "if you can hold my legs your thrusts will be
stronger." His father replied, "Tighten your ass around my cock, boy!"
Steve sensed that there was movement in the office, and he visualized the
two of them getting completely naked as they laid down on the large rug in
front of Coxs' desk.  The boy was moaning as Steve imagined his boss
fucking his son's firm, round, fuzzy hole.  He could feel the jutting
motions in his own groin and for the first time since he'd had the power,
he realized that he had a boner and was oozing pre-cum against his
trousers.

	"Tighten that ass, boy!," Steve thought he heard his boss command,
followed by "when I explode, hold my cock tight and feel it pumping again
and again, while I fill you with my hot sperm!"  The boy moaned his
positive reply as his dad told him they were going to strengthen those ass
muscles, "I want to feel you hard around the root, boy!"

	Just as the secretary returned from her break, Steve was sure he
heard the moans of a climax.  He smiled as he walked back to his desk, but
when he looked up, Curt had come out of the office, his clothes looked
unkempt and Steve noticed his face was red.

	"This is gonna be fun," Steve said to himself as he followed the
boy into the Men's Room.  He loved having this power!  Moving his chair, he
watched until Curt had turned the corner, then got up to follow.  Not
looking directly at the boy who was standing at the sink. Steve observed
him in the mirror as he walked to the last stall.  The door stayed closed
without the latch, so Steve sat down, unbuckled his trousers and ran his
finger over the wet head of his cock.  He concentrated on fucking Curt's
cum-filled ass.

	Something strange was happening to Steve, though.  Feeling odd, he
had to lean back against the toilet and close his eyes.  It felt as if
someone was mounting his hard cock.  Steve moaned and opened his eyes.  He
visualized Curt riding him, his fathers' sperm lubing the movement.  It
took no time at all for Steve to spurt a load all over his cock, balls and
legs.  Surprised, he relaxed and cleaned himself up.  When he left the
stall, Curt was standing there, smiling.  "I have the power, too," he told
Steve.

	The phone on Steve's desk was buzzing and the file he'd just
completed was back on his desk.  He picked up the receiver and heard
Mr. Coxs' voice, telling him to review the file and come into his office at
exactly 5:10 pm!  "Shit," thought Steve, "I'm getting reprimanded."  He
went over the file again, but found nothing wring with his work.  He was
caught up in his work when he heard his bosses' voice on the intercom: "In
here, now!  With the file!," it said.

	The door was ajar when he got there, and as he pushed it further
open, he saw Curt standing there, naked and hard.  A moment later, Mr. Cox
turned his chair around.  He, too, was naked.  Curt closed the door, knelt
down and started to remove Steve's trousers.  His dad stood up, and led by
his huge boner, walked toward Steve, whom he kissed passionately as he
unbuttoned Steve's shirt.  Since he always went commando, it wasn't long
before Mr. Cox was pinching his hardening nipples while Curt sucked his
manmeat deep into his mouth.  Steve moaned as he gave himself over to the
pleasures of mansex being offered by these two sexy guys.

	Once he was naked, Mr. Cox laid on the carpet and Steve impaled
himself on his bosses' swollen rod, leaning forward to neck with him as he
ran his hands over the silky, salt and pepper fur on his chest and belly.
He felt a blast of energy race through his entire body, and never more so
than when he felt Curt's throbbing one-eyed snake monster invade his rump,
filling it over capacity.  Steve had to take a deep breath, his head in the
stratosphere as he worked the two swollen family members deep inside
him. However, the heat was so intense, both men to shoot their loads
simultaneously inside him.  At the same time, Steve splattered all over his
bosses' man fur.  He felt newfound electricity from this newfound power!

	All three men, were sweating profusely, and their chests heaved as
each of them settled back to reality.  There was a shower in the company
gym, and Curt led the way down a back hallway, directly into the empty
locker room.  The three of them got into the shower, cleaned off and
padded, naked, back to the office. They got dressed and Mr. Cox took his
son and employee both out to dinner.

	Without question, Steve knew he was on his way to a promotion.  His
sex life was fulfilled by these two men as well, but once in a while, just
to keep in practice, he would use the power on an attractive man on the
street.  It was just for fun, though.