The Psychic Seducer / Chapter #5

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"The Psychic Seducer"

By Paul S. Stevens

Chapter #5

Again, like last time, I needed to stay at the center of our fantasy world to psychically oversee and mediate the event, only this time, I was the `Great Sphinx of Giza' and our animal mating rituals were about to begin.

Each one of my friends began to take on the appearance and characteristics of their chosen beast. I've recently learned that every one of us has an animal spirit within us that helps us deal with life, such as health and well being, money and finances, and the hardships of everyday life. I didn't know much more on the subject beyond what I had read from the Internet while looking for my own answers to my psychic dilemma. Aside from those other practical applications, I read that our animal spirits had a unique sexual identity too that I hoped I could tap into. With a little bit of imagination and inspiration on my part, I psychically assisted my friends in forming an image in their minds that was so vivid, they each believed they were turning into their choice of creature, bringing their distinctive animal spirit to life. Once we transcended the barrier of the improbable, they each began sprouting fur, growing fangs, and developing muscles that all morphed into a general representation of what they each believed was, a reasonably desirable, and sexually attractive form of their chosen animal species. The fact that it was an imaginary psychic trick didn't seem to matter, it was quite real to our eyes and senses and soon, the lines between what was real and what was imaginary disappeared completely.

As the psychic mind-morphing began, I soon realized that I needed to moderate the size of each character so that they all stayed proportionately the same size to one another. That way, the larger animals didn't get too big, and the smaller animals didn't get too small. Some of the guys initially felt their bodies were disproportional to what they had imagined they'd become in their minds, but it was the only way that consensual mating was going to remain possible in a physical sense. As they began to embrace their new skins, they soon overcame their objections. Beyond that, I also realized I needed to let everyone retain their human-like hands and fingers since paws and hooves are not particularly conducive to cock stroking.

Since I was the center of our little animal kingdom, being the world renowned monument, the Sphinx, I purposely stayed proportionately larger than everyone else, sacrificing zero mobility for the sake of size. For a moment, I contemplated the idea of giving myself a body made up entirely of stone, but in the spirit of our current adventure, having a real rock hard boner instead seemed like a more desirable attribute to possess.

As each of my friends settled into the animal they were to ultimately become, their overly endowed animal erections became the main focus of their aroused state. They became so aroused and proud of their animal sized endowments that their horniness began to double, and then triple as they shook off the last of their humanity, thoroughly embracing their individual animal spirit. Then, they rose up off the blanket, no longer resembling humans anymore and assumed the stance and stature of the animal they had become, taking their appropriate positions on all fours. Now being completely possessed by their sacred animal spirit, taking on their new personalities, they began to split off into pairs. As the mating rituals began, two by two, they started circling each other, sensuously on the prowl, stalking on all fours. They sniffed the air and eventually sniffed each other as they narrowed down their choice of possible mates.

As for me, I located myself in the middle of the blanket and set my statue-like body into an immobile position. From there, I could observe the spectacle that began to unfold around me, keeping myself separate from the others. Then I planted an imaginary idea in everyone's mind that I was an emblematic `Symbol of the Gods'. In order for each animal to be able to ultimately return to the realm of human existence, they had to first sacrifice their seed to me. By delivering their sacred cum-loads to my erotic altar, I would accept their `Sperm of Life' as a testament to their devotion. Only then, would I release them from their animal bonds, turning them human once again.

I really wasn't trying to be a God by any means. I just needed to give everyone a reasonably believable motive to make me the recipient of their animalistic cum-loads. With everyone being that close to me, I would be assured in sharing their orgasms in the most profound way. With them casting their sperm-rich loads directly over my body, I could ensure the best possible mental psychic cross-link to each of them during our mutual orgasm process. Our close proximity to each other would guarantee that our psychic connections would become locked together, blocking out any random interference from anyone passing by in the distance.

Now that I had established myself as the cum-pharaoh, the action started heating up. My two sexy stallions, Carl and Freddie, paired off and found their horse hung cocks to be much too enticing to resist. What they wanted to do was a little challenging for a pair of four legged creatures. Nevertheless, they persevered, and after a bit of playful tail chasing, they found a position where they could lap at each other's extended cocks, enjoying the unique pleasures of mating as a pair of unbridled maverick equines.

Rudy, who was a chimp, and Michael, who was a gorilla, got attracted to each other and pounded their simian chests in front of each other in an effort to prove their male supremacy over each other. Michael easily won the first round by being much more intimidating than Rudy. Rudy then demonstrated his submissiveness by hugging Michael. They wrapped their legs around each other, allowing their throbbing over extended cocks to grind against each other, performing their own version of the rarely witnessed `Cock Dance of Dominance'. Then, Rudy climbed into Michael's arms, reached up between Michael's shoulders and began to groom Michael, as anthropoids do, imagining he was pulling off non-existent insects and debris from the tuffs of Michael's imaginary fur. To show his appreciation for the welcoming gesture that Rudy was performing, Michael lifted Rudy's body up higher and drew Rudy's cock into his mouth and suckled on it like the sweet candy treat that it was. Soon after that, Rudy climbed down off his mate and they found themselves in a highly provocative sixty-nine position where they slurped and sucked each other with primitive primate passion.

Jessie and David were so enthralled with their larger than life genitalia that their buffalo and elephant spirits miraculously clicked, overcoming their immense differences. Their mutually horny curiosity overcame the physical obstacles between them and essentially became one. David's elephant spirit rose up on his hind legs and allowed Jessie's buffalo persona to safely crawl under his body. Jessie's buffalo then was able to suck on David's mammoth pachyderm penis with delight. David then reached around with his massive elephant trunk and inhaled Jessie's buffalo dick directly into his trunk, allowing Jessie to experience the unique sensation of what it's like to be sucked with an elephant's highly seductive proboscis.

At this point, nearly everyone's cock was being sucked in one way or another and I was enjoying the wide variety of activities unfolding before me as they each got entirely emerged in their role playing scenarios.

Nick's National Geographic inspired tiger, had been stalking me from the beginning. With all the action going on around me, I hadn't noticed him circle behind me and single me out of the crowd. With the help of his chosen animal spirit, Nick had become much more aggressive than his human counterpart. He was definitely intent on getting what he wanted, which I was finding out was me. I hadn't put two and two together until now, but my sphinx body, being part lion must have attracted Nick's tiger spirit to me since both lions and tigers are part of the big cat family. I'm sure Nick was consciously unaware of that fact. What I was sensing from him was a strong and genuine desire to win me as his chosen mate, fighting off all other suitors in battle if necessary. He approached me with caution even though there were no others standing in the way of his conquest.

Nick finally worked up the courage to approach me dead on. He came up from behind and mounted me, digging his imaginary claws and fangs into my neck and shoulders, causing me to instinctively raise my backside for him. Since my chosen animal spirit's feet were virtually incapable of free movement, being bound to the earth as I was, I was virtually powerless to stop him. With my feet planted firmly on the ground, my tail end rose in response to Nick's advances. Once he had me in his power, he became unexpectedly playful and began to tease me. Without penetrating me, he slid his tiger-like boner up and around my anal region, eliciting a series of goose bumps that caused a wave of chills to run down my spine. My cock twitched and pulsated as Nick taunted me into a highly aroused state. In combination with me being overwhelmed with Nick's playful gestures and everyone else around me getting aroused by their own mutual cock sucking, I was unexpectedly overtaken with desire. There was no doubt that our journey towards an ultimate mind blowing orgasm had begun.

As I became consumed with Nicky and my own erotic sensations, my six other friends, whose feverish orgasms began to approach all at once around me, reminded me that we were still psychically connected together and it wasn't only about Nicky and me.

A growing amount of growling and mating noises reminded us all that we were outside under the bridge, and knowing that fact allowed us to let the erotic sounds of our hot passion escalate. We each permitted our own vocal overtures to escape with animalistic intensity, being totally unashamed of expressing our hot passion as it propelled us into the danger zone. It was incredibly arousing to be able to hear that which usually got repressed and stifled in the human world.

With my backend still raised in anticipation, Nick rolled onto his back and quickly maneuvered under me, drawing my cock into his mouth as I faced away from him. He captured my rigid column of stone into his powerful jaws and trapped it between his forceful fangs, holding it hostage as he proficiently licked the head of my cock with his unique cat-like tongue, utilizing an amazing set of sucking and licking skills I had no idea he possessed.

My little Nicky, (as I began to think of him), was full of surprises as he tricked me into thinking he was playfully slapping my balls with his massive tiger paws, being careful to keep his claws fully retracted of course. Nicky hadn't actually grown a set of paws at all, he just simulated the effect, which caused me to feel like a genuine tiger was playing cat and mouse with my delicate testicles. It was as if my vulnerable balls were his irresistible catnip toy that was hung there exclusively for his feline delight, drawing him into a drug-like kitty stupor. He was causing me just the right amount of pain to accompany his aggressive cock sucking. His technique of balancing pleasure and pain had me rapidly approaching a high intensity orgasm. That got me so hot that I unexpectedly transmitted my impulses to everyone, making them all come close to popping right along with me as they all felt their balls get erotically jostled.

As everyone sensed that the eight of us were all about to climax together, they stopped what they were doing and moved in to surround my body. It was as if I were a watering trough filled with cool water on a hot day. I had Nicky stop while I violated my own self-limitation to stay grounded and turned onto my back to be able to watch everyone unload their animal offerings onto my ample, psychic, ceremonial stage. They all pointed their hot, hard, twitching, animal boners toward my chest and enthusiastically stroked themselves as everyone prepared to shoot their loads at once, the way they had done the day of my birthday party.

Nicky repositioned himself and began to stoke the both of us at the same time, taking control of my cock away from me. With everyone standing over me in a close knit cluster, Nicky unknowingly put the entire group's climax into his hands as he physically stroked me while I psychically stroked everyone else around me. We were so aroused that we all found ourselves looming expectantly within the danger zone, ready to pop off at any second. I prepared myself as I anticipated our group erupting simultaneously. My erotic tension rose as our mutually hot and virile cock cream poised to explode, growing exponentially out of control. I took a deep breath and held it as a wave of climactic juices filled the void in my loins, building up to a massive overload. A gentle breeze cooled our sweaty skin, briefly reminding us that we were in the great outdoors. It greatly enhanced the sensation of being naturally free and naked in the open air, no longer caring that we were in a semi-public place, subject to being watched by total strangers without concern for ourselves.

Everyone was on the verge of the same explosion, huffing and puffing and vocally carrying on as the tension prior to our release swelled beyond our expectations. Since Nicky was in control of my orgasm and he could feel what I was feeling, he started to edge me. Knowing exactly when I was on the verge of shooting, he would bring me alarmingly close, and then back away, only to bring me to the edge once again, toying with my orgasm the same way he was just toying with my balls, as if it were a plaything for his amusement. I couldn't hold my breath any longer and exhaled, drawing in yet another deep breath. Everyone was going insane as our orgasms swelled and ebbed to Nicky's relentless whim. Everyone was feverishly pounding their cocks to no avail. Instead of cumming, they were producing a steady stream of oozing pre-cum that formed glistening strings to form that caused their bodies to tremble with expectation. Their orgasms were all linked to me, and my orgasm was totally in Nicky's hands. What Nicky was doing was so amazing that I didn't even try to take control back from him, which I could have easily done if I wanted to. It was the most amazing sensation as all eight of us secretly begged to cum as Nicky brought us all to the precipice, over and over again, mercilessly teasing us as our mutual torture caused him to become intoxicated with power.

Everyone's cock started getting super sensitive and Nicky was now stimulating me with one finger as he lightly traced the outline of my cockhead ever so slowly. Even though he was hardly touching me, he was still able to suspend my climax on the very edge, tormenting all of us with giddy delight. My muscles tensed up and my eyes started to water. Another cool breeze drifted gently across our naked bodies, delightfully drying the tiny beads of sweat that had formed on our balls. The mere movement of the air was enough to add just enough additional stimulation to my enlarged glans that it pushed me over the edge. Once Nicky realized he had lost control of his edging to the fate of the wind, he took his place alongside the others at my ceremonial alter and grabbed a firm hold of my cock. He started pounding me into oblivion as I nearly lost consciousness. Before I knew it, my hot, molten ball juice shot out of my cock at high velocity and hurtled through the air in a wicked cum shower.

Before the thick, pearly white cream I had just launched out of my balls had time to hit my torso, the seven engorged cocks that were poised over my body all exploded together in a down-pouring of teenage sperm-rich cum sauce. A single minded, all consuming feeling overtook me as the sensation of seven hot viscous cum-loads poured from my seven friends' pounding cocks, transporting me to another world. I felt my humanity start to slip away from me as we all experienced something quite extraordinary.

A hefty infusion of endorphins flooded our heads as we all pumped our cum-loads in unison across my chest and torso. Immediately following everyone's final release of their cum-loads onto my body, they immediately began lapping at the creamy pools of semen they all had just deposited on me. They each competed aggressively against each other to get their equal share of the spoils in true animalistic fashion.

As we all shared our psychic impressions with each other, I sensed a totally different experience coming from the group this time. It was radically different than the ones we shared at my party. The fact that they were cumming as animals and not as humans seemed more primitive. It was a darker, more consuming feeling that seemed to come from the deepest recesses of their minds. It seemed to tap into a subconscious memory from the dawn of mankind. It was a throwback, shrouded in antiquity which had long been tempered by the passage of time. We apparently still carried those memories with us that no doubt flourished from a primordial time when our sex drives ruled our very existence. Now that my friends and I have experienced this ancient kind of primeval orgasm, I'm not sure we'd ever be satisfied with a normal, `human' kind of orgasm again.

Our animal induced orgasms left us feeling unusually high as we straddled the line between reality and dreamland. As we floated down from nirvana, our afterglow produced a bright, saintly aura around our bodies that visually obscured our transitions. As the fuzziness began to dissipate, we slowly transformed back to our familiar human form. Some of the guys took a little longer to change back than others due to the fact that they were partially reluctant to say goodbye to their animal facade and become human again. Nevertheless, the transformation was inevitable and soon enough, we were all pink, healthy, naked human boys once more. Interestingly enough, once we were completely back to normal, we suddenly felt conspicuously naked and exposed. As animals, we all had imaginary hair, or fur, or something covering our bodies that kept us from feeling totally naked. As humans, (aside from the naked mole rat), our pink, virtually hairless bodies reminded us that we were the most naked of all animal species on planet earth, and at the moment, we were made acutely aware of it.

As we recovered from our animal adventure, my friends and I retrieved our clothes, which were exactly where we were instructed to put them, draped over our handlebars of our bikes, and we all quickly got dressed. Our sparse clothing now seemed inadequate as we tried to shake off the feeling of having been ultimately stripped naked and exposed in public. We all agreed that the idea of having a public encounter was titillating and arousing in theory, but now that we had done it, we all started to feel strangely guilty. In reality, we were all thankful that we hadn't gotten caught, but in the dark recesses of the minds of some of my friends, actually getting caught and having to flee for safety would have been the ultimate adventure. Keeping the danger part of our encounter within the realm of the `hypothetical' was good enough for me.

Once we got past the awkwardness of the silence that followed our recovery period, Nicky was the first to speak his mind.

"Why are you guys so quiet?" Nick said. "Am I the only one who thought that this was flipping awesome?"

"No, you're not the only one. I thought so too," Michael answered. "Awesome doesn't seem to cover it. It was much more than that. Where did you learn how to edge like that?"

"Is that what it's called? Nick questioned. "I just taught myself. Sometimes at night, when I'm in bed and I can't sleep, I mess around with my dick and play with it until I almost shoot it. Then I stop and wait a minute or two. Then I mess around some more until I start to get close all over again. I do it over and over until I accidentally lose control. I've gotten pretty good at it. Now I can go like, all night. Sometimes I fall asleep along the way. When that happens, I found out that I continue playing with my dick even though I'm asleep. Then I end up giving myself a wet dream in the middle of the night while I'm sleeping. No matter what, the more times I do it, the better the ending is."

"God," Rudy said. "I do that too, sometimes. I thought I was the only one who did that. I thought I was just a pervert. It looks like you and I are both perverts, Nick!"

"If that's true, then we're all perverts," Carl said. "I do that too, except I just don't have wet dreams anymore, probably because I jack-off too much!"

Everyone laughed as Carl reached down, bent his knees, leaned back, and made a stroking gesture over his crotch, sticking out his tongue and crossing his eyes like a sex starved hound dog.

"I can't believe I'm admitting this, but," David said, "doing that edging thing with the rest of you guys was the coolest thing ever. I've never done that before. It was so hot, getting so close but not cumming, I thought my balls were going to explode."

"Being connected with everyone else was the best part for me," Freddie said. "When we were all kneeling over Simon and we were all stoking our cocks together, I was trying my best to make myself cum, I was stroking it pretty hard too, but I just couldn't make myself shoot. It felt so good though. I just kept getting close along with the rest of you guys and then stopping. After about the third time, I started going crazy. It was like `I'm cumming � I'm cumming � Here I cum � Oh my god'. Then, just when I could feel my balls tighten up and prepare to shoot, we all stopped again. Holy crap, it was so wicked, I could hardly stand it. That last time was the best though. Finally being able to let it go and shoot it, going over the top and feeling my orgasm pop, and not just my orgasm, everyone's orgasm together. Fuck! I'm starting to get horny all over again just talking about it."

"I'm getting horny again too," Jessie said. "When do you think we can all get together again, Simon?"

"I don't know," I said. "I'll have to let you know, kind of like I did this time. Carl and Freddie will set up a meeting after school and we can plan it then."

"Right," Freddie said. "Are there any questions?"

"What do you think we'll do next time?" Nick asked with genuine interest.

"I'll have to think about that one. I really don't know right now," I honestly answered.

"If there are no more questions, then I think we're done here today," Carl said, essentially putting an end to our most enjoyable outing. Carl knew that if he let me, I would stick around all day and talk.

"See you all again soon!" I said as the group got on their bikes and headed home, one by one.

Once again, Carl and Freddie stayed behind until there was only the three of us left. Then we headed to my house together, talking about the highlights of our naked outdoor encounter together. It was almost like they took it upon themselves to protect me. I had become Carl and Freddie's most valued and trusted friend just as they had become mine. I had known them longer than any of the others, by far and in that time, we had become quite close. I was really starting to enjoy Nick too, now that he had come out of his timid shell. His keen interest in me was very flattering and he was rapidly becoming one of my new favorites. Even so, they all had become very important to me. How could they not be, since all eight of us had become as intimate as eight boys could get, having shared our most intimate thoughts, ideas, and feelings as well as our precious cock cream that we all freely forfeited in abundance.

Being with my friends and conducting our sexual encounters together was quickly becoming my whole world. It was becoming all I ever thought about anymore. The motivation of my computer research was slowly changing as well. As I went along, I was finding that I was focusing less on discovering ways to hide and suppress my powers and instead, I started trying to find ways to make our future journeys more thrilling and titillating. Lately, I found myself watching more porn on my computer as well since I knew I could do it and get away with it to a reasonable extent. I was also getting more progressive ideas about what I wanted to try with the guys. I knew these ideas would be more sophisticated and mature in nature and beyond what any of their fourteen year old minds had ever even dreamed of doing. I was getting addicted to the porn, learning all I could from it, and at the same time, I was getting obsessed with finding new ways to lure my friends into having more sessions of ever evolving sexual encounters, each one more sensational than the last.

When we arrived at my house, I pulled my bike into the garage and waved goodbye to Carl and Freddie, who then continued on their journey home. As I came in the house, my foster mom began to question me in a fairly irritated manner.

"Oh, there you are, Simon," she sternly began. "Where have you been, mister? I have been worried sick. Your dad is driving around the neighborhood right now looking for you. Even Beth is out on her bicycle looking for you."

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Why is everybody looking for me?"

"One of those doctors came to see you again," she huffed, "a new one this time. He said it was urgent that he see you today. That's why everyone is out looking for you."

"He?" I asked. "It was a man?"

"Yeah," she confirmed. "Doctor Mincas. He said he'd come back later tonight."

"Are you sure he didn't say, Vincas?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's it," she corrected. "Vincas! That was his name."

A lump formed in my throat and I began to panic. Vincas was the most dreaded name from my unpleasant past. He was a totally single minded company man with cold hands and an equally cold disposition. This was the day I had been worrying about for so long. Of all the people that were connected with the `company', Doctor Vincas was the worst of them all. He was a no-nonsense man who was not easily deceived. I suddenly realized that my carefree days and nights of indulging every sexual whim and expending my precious energies entertaining my friends with sexual delight might have been the worst thing I could've done, and it was all about to come to an end.

I honestly thought I had more time before I had to pay the piper. I also realized how foolish I'd been, pursuing my recent reckless behavior, wasting away my precious time watching empty and hollow porn videos. What was I going to do? Had I gained enough control over my psychic abilities to overcome Doctor Vincas's stringent tests and experiments? Would he find a way to uncover my hidden treasures, my pot of gold he seemed so certain I possessed? Sweat started to form on my temples and I realized I needed to mentally and physically prepare myself to do what ever it took to protect my secret powers and abilities.

I had a foster family now that I was growing to love more deeply every day. I didn't want to lose that. I had seven close friends now that I knew intimately, and I didn't want to lose that either. I was doing well in school and I finally felt I belonged for the first time in my life. I had worked hard to earn all these treasured gifts that I had acquired and there was no way I was going to allow anyone to take those things away from me now.

Even though my foster mom was angry with me, I gave her a quick, but heartfelt hug, catching her totally off guard.

"What was that for, Simon?" she asked, a bit shaken.

"I love you," I answered, realizing it was the first time I had ever uttered those three words to her, or anyone else for that matter. "I'm really sorry I worried you. I was just hanging out with some friends and I forgot to mention it to you. I'm really sorry. I won't do it again."

Her eyes welled up as she fought back her tears.

"I love you too!" she said, giving me a soft kiss on the forehead.

"I'm going to shower before Doctor Vincas comes back, all right?" I said.

"Sure sweetheart, you go right ahead," she said, forcing a smile.

I quickly ran upstairs, stripped naked and hopped into the shower. I still had the residual stickiness of eight cum-loads on my chest and I needed to remove the remnants of that if I was to think clearly. It wasn't that I or anyone else could smell it, but in my mind, I knew it was there and I needed it to get washed away. I needed to get my backend washed as well. I could still feel the lingering memory of the wild sensations when Nicky teased my anal area with his hot animal spirit penis. I needed that to be washed away as well. Even though he hadn't penetrated my rear guardian, his sweet boy scent was still lingering on my skin that reminded me of his arousing advances. As an afterthought, I decided to stroke one out, here in the shower. That would ensure that I was as sexually drained as possible, making it easier to keep my hormones under control as to not give away my secret.

Once my body had been cleansed from head to toe, I felt my mind and body begin to join forces, becoming one and growing more powerful together than either one could ever become separately. I discovered I had made the right choice to empty my balls in the shower since I felt I was still immensely horny from our group's earlier activity. As I thought back on my psychic connections with the guys this time around, it was little Nicky's thoughts that stood out above all the rest. His thoughts were the strongest and his emotions were the purest, setting him apart from the group.

I started to realize that the specific emotion I was sensing from Nicky was unfamiliar to me and was far more than just lust. It had reminded me of a time so long ago that I had almost forgotten it. It reminded me of a time when I could still sense the love of my birth mother. That was genuine love, and that's exactly what I was sensing from Nicky. It had to be, I mean, what else could it have been? He had already fallen in love with me and I knew it, but I was just barely waking up to the possibility that I might be falling in love with him, too. I was missing him right now and I imagined he was in the shower with me, making love under the soothing jets of the shower spray.

I imagined we were taking turns sucking each other as we brought each other to the edge of a blistering climax. I imagined he started doing that edging thing again, making me grow harder and climb higher each time he stopped and started over. The feeling of teetering on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm was torturously erotic. It caused the pressure in my balls to rise above the critical level, making my body shudder and shake to the point that I could hardly remain standing under the flow of the shower. I continued denying myself my ejaculation until I couldn't hold back any longer. A long, single stream of white cum-cream splattered the shower curtain as my legs threatened to give way. My eyes rolled back inside my skull as I let go of my pent-up climax. I had definitely earned my blissful reward as I shot wave after wave of my abundantly virile sperm juice, imagining Nicky was swallowing it up in my sizzling, high-energy fantasy.

I was now sexually satisfied and in control of myself. My body had been cleansed and my mind was as focused and alert as it could be. Under the circumstances, I was as ready as I could be to deal with Doctor Vincas and his wicked examination. I dried myself off, wrapped the towel around my waist and headed down the hallway and into my room. As I opened the door to my bedroom, I found I was not alone!

End of Chapter #5

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