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"The Psychic Seducer"
By Paul S. Stevens
Chapter #7
The next few days passed without incident and I slowly began to believe that my past was honesty and truly behind me now. Letting go of it was proving to be a bit more difficult as I kept imagining I was seeing unscrupulous enemies lurking in the shadows and faceless foes laying in wait. I fully expected something or someone to jump out at me at any second and shatter my peaceful existence. Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, but who said that fear was rational? I suppose that after a lifetime of being watched and kept under scrutiny and surveillance by a powerful and controlling force would keep the distrust I'd learned to live with from going away overnight. I suppose I felt the safest at school. Maybe it was because, other than the faculty and staff, everyone was close to my own age and I knew I had the psychic advantage, at least with the boys.
About two weeks after the Doctor's visit, during the school lunch period, my eye caught a glimpse of someone I thought I knew. For a moment, I thought it was Xavier walking towards the cafeteria on the opposite side of the schoolyard. Even though it was a long shot, I immediately got excited and raced across to see if it was him. He was walking alone, and as I got close enough for us to positively recognize each other, his face filled with joy.
"Hey Xavier," I called out as I tried to catch my breath. "Is it really you?"
Instead of speaking, he reached out psychically to me and I felt his genuinely warm and unmistakably personal greeting that came straight from his heart. We were both so glad to see each other that, if we could have thrown off our clothes and hugged each other's naked bodies right there in the middle of the schoolyard, we would have. Fortunately, in the privacy of our minds we could, and that's exactly what we did.
After the initial surprise of seeing each other, we became eager to catch up on what was new. We went into the cafeteria line together and made our food selections. Then we found an empty table outside and away from the crowd where we sat down together to begin our private reunion. From that point on, much of what was communicated between us was done telepathically as we exercised our unique psychic clairvoyance while we stuffed our faces.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. "I've never seen you here at school before."
"A lot of things happened since the day we first met," Xavier explained. "Shortly after that unforgettable night, Doctor Vincas had a nervous breakdown and was forced to discontinue his program. I later discovered that there was only one other girl besides you and me that had actually developed any real long lasting psychic abilities. Simon, your abilities are by far the strongest I'd ever encountered, mine comes in a weak second, and hers are nothing more ambitious than reading fortunes and performing parlor tricks like reading playing cards and guessing someone's birthday."
"Well, that's still pretty impressive." I indicated.
"I suppose," he continued. Anyway, all the hype and military style propaganda about all the Doctor's successes were mostly fabricated. At the beginning, it looked encouraging as the Doctor got a lot of candidates that developed some promising abilities rather early on. Unfortunately for him, all those kids ended up losing their abilities almost as fast as they developed them and everyone who still clung to their abilities after that completely lost everything once they entered puberty."
"Maybe that's why we still have our powers," I wondered. "We developed our abilities after we entered puberty."
"Perhaps you're right," Xavier acknowledged. "One of the reasons why the Doctor kind of fell apart was, you were the Doctors last hope and when we convinced him you had no powers, the government started expecting a more productive outcome for their money and started putting pressure on the Doctor to produce more tangible results under the threat of getting shut down. He basically had to declare his twelve year trial program a failure."
"Yeah," I surmised. "I guess the three of us who did benefit from the Doctor's program might be considered an extreme anomaly compared to all the Doctor's other failed attempts."
"It turns out that the Doctor
was the sole owner of his failed
"Holy crap," I exclaimed. "How did you find out all this stuff?"
"Since I was the Doctor's protégé, I was always at the Doctor's side and I was there when it all happened," he confirmed. "It's a real shame that it ended in such a tragedy, but we can all rest easy now."
"It's almost impossible to believe," I stated.
"I know," Xavier agreed. "I spent so much of my life being a willing participant in what they do that it affected me more than I realized. Don't get me wrong, I'm not defending them. There was certainly no love lost over it, but still, I could hardly believe it's all gone now. It really and truly is all over. There is nothing left of `The Company' that can hurt any of us anymore. You and me and that one other girl are the only three participants who actually have something real and lasting to remember it all by. I'm not sure why I was spared. I fully expected the Doctor to hand me over to the government as one of the only bona-fide successes to come out of his dream program. Maybe the Doctor had a heart after all. If you and I play our cards right and not draw any unnecessary attention to ourselves, we might be able to live out our lives as normal, all-American boys."
"Yes, that's been my dream, like... forever," I said.
Now that `The Company' has been disbanded, all the remaining residents have gone through what you've gone through."
"What do you mean?" I questioned.
"Since the Doctor forcibly separated all the residents from their birth mothers early in their childhood development, it created a surplus of orphans. Now, they each had to be placed with foster families. Social Services have quietly stepped in and seen to it that every one of them got taken in, placed in the foster care system and gotten enrolled in public schools for the first time. I've been placed with a nice couple just a few days ago. Their last name is Pirelli. I hope it works out with them. I like them a lot and I think they care for me. They have no other children, so I have my own room and belongings. I just got enrolled here yesterday and this is my second day of school."
"Fantastic!" I chirped. "I was wondering when I would be able to see you again. I've been thinking about you every day since we met and I've tried to think of ways I could see you again. Since you were still in the program when we met, I didn't see how we could get together without either of us revealing our secrets. Now we can be friends without anything getting in our way."
Xavier and I finished our lunch and continued to hang around and visit a bit longer at the lunch table.
"Sounds great," Xavier said. "I'm glad we found each other today. In fact, I was going to go looking for your house after school. I've tried to remember where you lived from the night when the Doctor took me to your house. It was dark at the time, but I think I could've still found it."
"It was destiny that we would find each other again," I said. "We're more than just friends now, we're brothers."
"Yes, I feel the same way. We are kindred spirits. The Doctor used to talk about kindred spirits when I assisted him. You are the only person I've ever known who fits that description. So, as brothers, we would share everything, wouldn't we?" he hinted.
"Yeah, I suppose so," I answered. "Did you want to borrow something of mine? Did you want to use my computer or something? What do I have that you'd want to share, my brother?"
Xavier hesitated for a moment and then turned an embarrassingly bright shade of red.
"When can I meet... your friends?" he hesitantly asked.
"My friends?" I wondered.
"Yeah, you know... the ones in your group sex fantasies?"
"Oh, them," I acknowledged. "Did you want to share a group fantasy with us?"
"Well... um... yeah!" he stammered. "Oh course I do, I'm just a little nervous about getting all naked and boned up in front of eight guys I don't really know. I just know that the sex will be hot."
"Don't tell me you're shy about being naked," I chided. "The first day we met, you were sitting naked on my bed when I came into my room and you tried to seduce me with your perfect body, your perfect smile and your perfect penis package."
"Oh, so you think my penis package is perfect?" he laughed.
"Hell yeah," I stated.
"Well, that was different," he explained. "I was following the Doctor's orders at the time."
"Well, you'll find out how much fun it is, especially for psychic seducers like you and me," I informed him. "You just try not to think about it, you just do it. Then, the first guy who pops a boner with you will be the first one you share your thoughts with. There's always at least one guy who will bone up with you, just from seeing you naked because they're just plain horny all the time. Once you're in... bam! The next thing you know, another person bones up, and then another and it spreads across the room like wildfire. Soon, everybody is boned up and your group fantasy is well on its way."
"Cool!" he said. "When can we do one of those?"
"Well, I'll have to talk to Carl and Freddie," I said. "They're like my Generals. They'll help me get everyone together after school for a meeting. Then we can decide on a day, time, and place to do our next group fantasy. You should come with me to the meeting so everyone could meet you."
"Okay, but it's going to be weird," Xavier said.
"Why?"
"It'll be like meeting movie stars," he confessed. "I know what they look like, and I know what their voices sound like, but I really only know their sexy, naked side, the side you've shown me in your fantasies."
"Don't worry," I said. "You're going to love them, and they're going to love you. Meet me here after school and I'll take you with me to meet everyone."
Xavier acknowledged as we gathered up, and then dumped our trash before going our separate ways to finish out the rest of the school day.
In my next period, I met up with Carl and Freddie and told them about possibly setting up a meeting after school. After our last period of the day, Xavier and I met back up at the lunch tables as planned and the two of us proceeded to our group's usual meeting place. As we turned the last corner, I was pleased to see that Carl and Freddie were able to work their magic. All seven of my friends were there, standing around and anxiously awaiting my arrival.
"Hi guys!" I said in greeting as I walked up to the group. "I brought someone I want you to meet. Xavier Delpino Pirelli, I'd like you to meet my seven best pals. This is Carl Sanderson, Freddie Grant, Rudy Kaiser, Jessie Marinas, David Doyle, Michael Kevin Carver, and of course, Nicky Finney. Xavier recently saved my life by helping me deal with a very volatile situation. I owe him my life. He would like to join us in our next group fantasy. You can trust him with your lives. I think he'll make a great addition to our group. Does anybody object?"
Everyone took a minute to look Xavier over. Without the benefit of getting to see him naked, they were able to see Xavier's perfect body, perfect smile and amazing sex-appeal. Suddenly, several of my friends began popping boners as they started to imagine what kind of awesome package a guy like Xavier might be hiding under his clothes. Their minds started spewing sexy thoughts indiscriminately. Xavier turned to me as he too was able to read some of the hot images that were popping up inside the minds of my horny friends who were unwittingly flinging their sensual psychic waves indiscriminately. Living most of his life in the sterile environment of `The Company', Xavier had never been exposed to a group of boys who were all getting hot and aroused at the same time. The erotic imagery that Xavier was able to sense from my friends caused him to pop a boner so hard, it caused his pants to tent outwardly, visually satisfying the imaginations of everyone present. I was the last to pop a stiff one as the overwhelming psychic energy had all nine of us pumped up and ready to have a session right there behind the schoolyard.
Because our last outing was outdoors in a semi-public place, some of the guys got so horny that they got the idea that they could have sex anytime, anywhere. They were actually considering gathering around in a closed knit circle and whipping their dicks out to whack out a quickie right on the spot. I think I may have created a group of sex perverts who seemed to have lost all their normal sexual inhibitions. That one time experience had made them more willing to get naked in public now as several of them had overcome their shyness and sexual hang-ups that they used to possess. Even some pocket pool and open crotch pulling was going on as some of the guys tried to re-arrange themselves because their boners had gotten caught in awkward places under their clothing.
"I can see that everyone has voted," I smiled, looking at everyone's crotch. "I declare that the cocks have it. The vote is unanimous! Xavier is in!"
Xavier turned red from the overwhelmingly horny response my friends had given him as they welcomed their new group member.
"Thanks for accepting me, you guys," Xavier said as he tried to contain his embarrassment.
The group lamented over the fact that we couldn't all stand around in a tight circle and stroke out a quick one on the fly, but their frustrations quickly passed when we started talking about planning our next real group fantasy.
"The first group fantasy that we all had together was based on an erotic flower garden that just kind of came to me on the day of my birthday party," I said as I reminded the guys who were there at the time as well as giving Xavier a quick history lesson. "Our second group fantasy was based on our individual animal spirit guides. This will be our third group fantasy together. Does anybody have any ideas about what kind of fantasy we should try next?"
"How about having a `skinny dipping' party?" Nicky suggested. "I love skinny dipping."
"That's a great idea," I complimented. "But we need to know somebody who has a backyard swimming pool. Do any of you guys have a pool?"
I looked around as everyone shook their heads `no'.
"It looks like that's a `no go'," I said. "Sorry Nicky, maybe we could think of a solution to that problem and do it next time. For right now, does anybody have any other ideas?"
"Our problem is," Michael Kevin Carver began, "there's so many of us now, and with Xavier joining us, there's even more. Our first time was up in Simon's bedroom. That was under extraordinary circumstances that we were left alone to do whatever we wanted. Those circumstances probably won't ever happen again. Our second time... well we just plain got lucky that we got away with that one. I'm not complaining. It was amazingly exciting. It's just that, finding a safe and secure place for all nine of us to have sex together has to be considered and we're running out of ideas. My family has an extra large, family-sized tent we can use. It should be exactly what we need for the nine of us. The thing is, it's too big to fit in our tiny backyard. If one of us has a big backyard, maybe you can supply the place and I can supply the tent."
"That sounds like a pretty good possibility," I said. Is there anyone who can volunteer their backyard for an overnight campout?"
"Our backyard is huge," David Doyle said. "We've got more than enough room for even the biggest tent. If we put it at the very back, we'll be far enough away from the house to have all the privacy we need and nobody will hear us or bother us. I'll ask my parents if we could do it at our house."
"Okay, everybody," I
announced. "Here's what we're going to
do. Michael, you ask your parents if
it's all right if we could borrow that tent for Saturday night. David, you get your parent's permission to
use your backyard for a group campout for that same night. The rest of you get permission to attend,
starting at
We all went our separate ways and I walked with Xavier to his new home, which was remarkably close to my house. I went inside with him and met his new foster parents. Xavier introduced me as a new friend from school, which was a much better idea than trying to explain to them how he knew me from his past association with `The Company'. Mr. and Mrs. Pirelli were perfectly charming and I was happy for Xavier that he should end up in such a perfect situation, much like my own.
While I was there, I took it upon myself to tell Xavier's foster parents that he had been invited to a backyard tent campout on Saturday night and had already been warmly welcomed by all who would be attending. I explained that everyone should have their dinner before arriving, but we would have plenty of chips and dip as well as sodas and such for the night.
His foster parents were pleased that he would get welcomed and invited to something so soon after starting school and volunteered to supply all the paper plates, plastic cups, forks, spoons and napkins we could use for the party. They thought it might take him a lot longer to acquire new friends and they thanked me for taking him under my wing and being so accommodating. I wanted so badly to tell them that Xavier wasn't just my friend but my brother, but I just figured, they'll be seeing so much of me in the future that they'll figure that out soon enough.
While I was there, Xavier invited me to see his bedroom. Just the thought of being alone with him in any bedroom was enough for me to pop a boner. Xavier psychically sensed my arousal and popped a boner as well. As we stood at the bottom of the staircase, our cocks and balls hardened and started to bounce wildly as we began our race up the stairs to his bedroom.
We immediately flopped down on his bed and psychically fueled our mutually boned state. We were instantly reminded of our first encounter in my bedroom the night we changed the course of the Doctor's future as well as our own.
I remembered when I saw Xavier for the first time, boned and naked on my bed, trying to keep myself from getting aroused by his God-given boy-beauty and simple physical attraction. Xavier read my thoughts about my first impression of him and he in turn relayed to me his reaction about me. Upon seeing me naked for the first time when Doctor Vincas yanked the towel off my waist, revealing my own brand of boyish charm and rousing sexual attributes, he could hardly contain his excitement. Now that it came up, I remembered seeing Xavier's eyes dilating when that happened. He confessed how attracted he was to me and he revealed how he felt a great thrill rush through his body when he was asked to assist the Doctor and hold my dick while the Doctor administered his bogus testicular exam. Then he let me know how he couldn't just stand there and hold my perfection in his hand, stationary and motionless. He had the overwhelming desire to play with it and stroke it. Then, he confessed that he got a sudden urge to suck it. Of course he couldn't do that at the time, but he still held a secret desire to do what he couldn't do that night. I think he intentionally let it slip that he was still waiting for his chance to blow me big time.
On that memorable night, when we performed our double orgasm for the Doctor and shot our wads together as he watched, we couldn't touch each other, even though we wanted to. Now that we were alone in Xavier's bedroom, we could hardly keep from ripping each other's clothes off.
Our desire to suck each other escalated and we were right at the point of undressing when I felt the presence of a third person nearby. It was like the time when my foster dad had gotten drawn into my room because I allowed my psychic waves to flow too freely. He had walked past my door right as I had shot a load into my pants and got pulled into my psychic wake. I warned Xavier that a similar event was about to happen and I barely stopped him in time before he started getting undressed.
A few moments later, there was a soft and gentle knock at the door.
"Come in," Xavier called out.
The door knob slowly turned and Mr. Pirelli cautiously stuck his head inside, as if he were expecting to find us in some kind of compromised position, flopping around, naked and boned or something.
"How are you boys doing in here?" he meekly asked, giving himself a reason to look in on us. "Is everything okay? You boys have been unusually quiet. I wanted to make sure you were getting along all right and not just staring at each other."
"We're doing great Mr. Pir... I mean, Dad," Xavier said, correcting himself. He was not used to calling anyone, Dad, at least not yet. "Thanks for checking on us."
"No problem," he smiled. "I won't bother you again then, so if you need anything, just call."
He backed his head out of the room and closed the door. I could sense that he lingered near the door for another couple of minutes before he finally went on his way. It was true, Xavier and I had been communicating psychically and since we weren't talking out loud, we probably sounded like we weren't getting along too well. Between what I've learned about fathers and my own psychic understanding of adults, Mr. Pirelli chose his words very carefully and I explained to Xavier what I thought his foster dad's words meant.
"I'm sorry, Xavier," I said. "My psychic waves get away from me when I get sexually aroused. My stray thoughts tend to have a sexually arousing affect on older men if they happen to get too close. We were so aroused just now that when your foster dad walked by, he got ensnared by our thoughts and got drawn to us."
"Wow," he said. "That's both hot, and scary! Anyway, what did you sense from him?"
"Well, when your foster dad said, `I won't bother you again', he was letting us know that he was guessing what we might be thinking of doing and we didn't need to worry about him coming back and catching us in the act."
"You mean he was giving us his permission?" Xavier asked.
"Yeah, exactly," I answered. "Your foster dad probably messed around with other boys when he was our age too, and he knows how hard it is to have a little fun and not worry about getting caught."
"I would have never known that," he said. "So then, you think he already knows I'm gay?"
"Not necessarily," I said. "There are a lot of straight men in the world that messed around with other boys when they were kids. Then, as they grew up, they kind of grew out of it."
"No way?" he exclaimed. "How do you know that?"
"I can kind of read the minds of adult men when they're really super aroused," I explained. "Most guys believe that it's a good thing to experiment with sex and find out what they like and don't like. Most adult men believe that it's the right of passage for a young man to try different things and have fun experimenting."
"That's kind of weird," Xavier said. "Do you want to put your theory to the test?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Without saying anything, he reached across and pulled my shirt up over my head. Before he could finish, I instinctively found myself pulling off his. Our bare chests were too enticing to leave alone and we both found our hands roaming everywhere, leaving no area of warm, soft, smooth flesh unexplored. It wasn't long before we were unzipping each other's pants, anxious to get straight to the sixty-nine suck-fest we both had been secretly anticipating in our mutual fantasies. By the time we got our pants and underwear to our ankles, we were stuffing our mouths with perfect boy cock, sending each other into an alternate reality.
Without realizing what I was doing, I automatically started spewing out my intimate psychic waves like I do when I manipulate my group fantasy boys. Xavier instantly received my erotic transmissions and got supercharged from the unexplainable experience, getting overwhelmed by the euphoric feeling it creates. He never thought about using his psychic energy to manipulate other boys like this before and using it to turn up their sexual intensity beyond their normal limits.
It felt so amazing that Xavier felt the need to emulate my example and try to return the favor the best he could. He kicked out a rush of psychically charged waves that he directed back at me. As I manipulated Xavier, and he manipulated me, something unexpected happened. Our two distinctive brain waves created a feedback loop that seemed to overlap each other and intensify every few seconds. We got single-mindedly lost in our suck fest as we continued to slurp and gulp each other's cocks, sexually spinning out of control.
Xavier and I both started heaving as our mutual cosmic orgasms began to grow so intense that our feedback loop got hopelessly interconnected and jammed like a runaway train about to hit the station. We were flying towards our orgasm so fast that neither one of us could stop it. Our brains got doused with so much dopamine that we started to lose consciousness. Before we slipped away entirely, our cocks began to spew the biggest loads of cum we'd ever shot, cumming directly into each other's mouths. The erotic sensations of our hot, thick boy brew being hurled into our mouths pulled us back to reality as we both blissfully swallowed each other's offerings without hesitation. For the first time, I understood what it felt like to be sexually pumped up into a psychically supercharged sex stupor.
Once our mutual orgasms ran their course, our psychic feedback loop broke, releasing us into the most exalted high we'd ever known. We both rolled over onto our backs and stared at the ceiling as we slowly floated down from Nirvana, our chests heaving and our cocks slowly deflating.
The experience was so intense for me that I was caught off guard and got transported to a fantasy world where everybody feels everyone else's orgasms. I realized that, the greater the number of people who shared in the experience, the more intense everyone's orgasms would become. Now I understood how and why all my friend's were so obsessed with our group fantasies. It was like a sexually explicit drug, a drug so addictive that sex becomes meaningless without it. I began to realize that my seven friends were all hopeless addicts now and Xavier and I just joined the club for the first time.
Then, as I turned to Xavier and attempted to communicate something psychically to him, I discovered that something was wrong. I can't explain it, but for the first time since before I was born, I was without my psychic powers. The unexpected feedback loop that Xavier and I experienced had somehow depleted all my powers. I suddenly felt lost and empty, like there was a huge hole in my consciousness where my abilities used to be. I got scared that what had happened might have caused some permanent damage. It was almost as if I had suddenly become blind. I attempted to communicate to Xavier, but as I reached out, there was a void in my head where I would normally draw my psychic powers from. I felt so weak that I had to resort to actually talking to Xavier with words just to be able to communicate with him, and he seemed to be afflicted by the same phenomenon.
"What the hell happened?" I wondered out loud.
"I don't know, but it was the most incredible thing I've ever felt in my life!" Xavier declared.
"No, I mean my powers, they're gone!" I said with panic in my voice.
"Oh that," he calmly said. "That happens to me all the time."
"It's never happened to me before," I said with worry.
"It's okay," he said with
confidence. "It will come back in a few
minutes. You won't lose your
abilities. You can't! They're part of who you are. They are infused in your
"That was the first time I was ever on the receiving end of a psychic wave," I confessed as I started to calm down. "I had no idea it was like that."
Just as Xavier had attested, I felt my powers slowly begin to return to me. For the first time, I understood what it felt like to be one of the millions of people who don't have any psychic abilities whatsoever. I don't know how the rest of the world ever gets along without it. It was indeed a very important part of who I am. I felt genuinely grateful to be whole and complete again as I started to return to reality, recovering from the most unique experience of my life.
"We'd better get dressed," I said. "We've been up here too long. I know your Foster dad said he'd leave us alone, but there's no sense risking it."
"Yeah, you're right." He said.
Before we pulled our clothes back on, Xavier gleefully got two items out of his dresser drawer. He kept one for himself and handed me the other one. It was a professionally made promotional cum rag from a prominent gay porn site.
"Where did you get these?" I asked with childish delight.
"These belonged to Doctor
Vincas," he said. "When they started to
clear out the offices at `The Company', I wanted something to keep for myself before
everything disappeared. The Doctor had
acquired these little keepsakes from an X-rated
"Cool," I smiled as he and I put Xavier's souvenirs to good use.
"Tomorrow, perhaps you could come to my house," I suggested as we finally started to get dressed. "I'd love to show you some of the stuff I've found online about psychic abilities that I've been researching. Maybe we can find something together that might help you control your powers better. It's helped me to understand the truths and myths about them and now I understand them better. I've learned how to exercise my abilities, which has made them stronger. I think some of those articles I've collected could help you to be a better psychic seducer like me. If you and I apply our abilities together, our group fantasies could become epic! Our group doesn't know you're psychic yet. When we combine our powers like we just did, it will knock their socks off!"
"Sounds great," Xavier said. "I'll make sure I get permission and see you then.
Xavier and I went back downstairs and I said my goodbyes to Xavier's foster parents and thanked them for their hospitality. I was elated that I had found my new friend again and everything was looking great. I was going to help Xavier hone his psychic skills and help him make his abilities stronger. We were a team now and it was only going to make our group fantasies double what they were before. I started getting boned just thinking about what we were going to be in for on Saturday night when Xavier and I join forces and unleash our double whammy. Since our combined psychic powers grow more intense with each additional person, I knew that when all nine of us got together, it would be a night to remember.
End of Chapter #7
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