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"The Psychic Seducer"
By Paul S. Stevens
Chapter #8
The following day, during the school lunch period, I began looking around for Xavier and he in turn was looking for me. I still hadn't learned how to extend my power beyond my current range limitation. A person had to be fairly close for me to psychically influence them. For now, visually looking with my eyes was all I could do. We finally ended up finding each other at the same lunch table as last time and I felt it was as good a time as any to begin administering my psychic training exercises.
As we ate, I had him search out the surrounding area where we were sitting and had him find a couple of guys he could practice on. He singled out a few guys who were particularly easy to read, and I instructed Xavier to start with them and anonymously practice reading their relatively transparent thought transmissions. After he did that, I had him move on to some other, more difficult subjects to read. As he searched for other candidates, he had a bit of trouble at first and I had to assist him on how to recognize and zero in on the boys' specific psychic signatures. Soon after, he began to distinguish the signs all on his own and started randomly picking out other horny guys at will from all around us. My coaching was working out perfectly and Xavier was the ideal student.
For me, observing our surroundings and reading the minds of horny boys was a lot more fun now that I had someone to share the activity with. After we spent a good amount of time picking out random boys to practice on, we noticed that there were two guys in particular that stood out. It became obvious to us that they were extremely attracted to each other, yet neither one of them knew it.
They were sitting at two separate tables, surrounded by a crowd of hungry students, all eating their lunch and talking. Each boy tried to hide their mutual fascination for the other. As one of them would look away, the other would sneak quick passing glances. As each one of them got a good look at the other, they would get boned up fantasizing about being together and wishing they were brave enough to somehow meet. I could see the frustration on Xavier's face as the two boys continually missed each other's psychic attraction for the other. They were both obliviously unaware of the invisible sparks that Xavier and I could so readily see flying like fireworks in every direction. If it weren't so pathetic, it might even be funny.
After watching them for a while, I felt sorry for them and decided to give them a little assistance. I allowed the two of them to see what the other was fantasizing about for just a few seconds. It seemed to work as they both got up from their tables at the same time and started walking towards each other. Just as they were about to meet, they each looked away from the other and they passed each other by like blind cave bats.
"I can't believe it," Xavier exclaimed. "They both chickened out at the last second!"
"Yeah," I said calmly. "Some people have to be hit over the head to get their attention. But, I predict that tonight, after they jack-off to the fantasies I showed them, it might be just the thing they needed to give them the courage to overcome their fears and talk to each other. They'll probably be sitting together by this time tomorrow."
"You really think so?" he questioned.
"I don't know!" I admitted. "I'm just guessing. It's possible, I suppose. I just showed them what the other was thinking. I can't make people do anything they don't want to do. I'm just a harmless little `Psychic Seducer'. But it will be interesting to see if it happens, right?"
The bell rang and that put our practicing time at an end. I reminded Xavier about our second group meeting after school and had him meet me there directly this time.
When I arrived at our meeting place at the end of the school day, I sensed from a long way off that everybody's psychic signatures were working overtime and were bounding freely in every direction. All eight of my friends were broadcasting solid boner brainwaves as they stood together. Something had stirred the entire group into a sexual frenzy and I immediately suspected Xavier of trying to practice on my friends without my consent. They were smiling and laughing and pointing at each others bulges that were tenting in their pants and having a great time without me. The sexual tension was so high that it caused me to get an instant boner too as I approached the group and got caught up in their infectious psychic horniness, despite not knowing the reason why everyone was so wound up.
"What's going on here?" I asked as I walked up to the horny group, boned to the hilt, staring at Xavier.
"We were having a discussion about what it might be like to be naked in outer space," Rudy Kaiser spoke up. "Then Freddie said..."
"You can't be naked in outer space without having a space suit on to protect you," Freddie Grant said, making his scientific observation. "Then Carl said..."
"Maybe Simon could make it our next fantasy and let us feel like we're floating in space without a space suit. That way, we can feel what it's like to be naked in outer space," Carl Sanderson suggested. "Then Jessie said..."
"I wonder what it would be like to shoot a load of cum in zero gravity," Jessie Marinas sensuously said, "Then Michael said..."
"I informed everyone that my science teacher told our class that everything in the universe has gravity and the more mass an object has, the more gravity it possesses," Michael Kevin Carver explained with all seriousness, "Then David said..."
"If all nine of us shot our loads of cum into outer space at the same time, the gravity emanating from our cum-wads would all attract each other and drift together, eventually forming a great big, `nine boy' ball of hot milky jizz," David Doyle concluded.
"Hey," Nicky Finney proclaimed. "Maybe that's how the Milky Way got formed!"
We all laughed at that one and I kind of felt bad that I had automatically accused Xavier of instigating the mass boner party I had just walked in on.
"That's a great idea that Carl had," I agreed. "Since you all seem to be all excited about the idea of being naked in outer space, we'll make that our theme for our group fantasy this Saturday night?"
"Cool!" Nicky exclaimed. "Maybe we can make a second Milky Way in the heavens. Wouldn't that be fun?"
Nicky's comment made my cock twitch from the idea that we could be responsible for such a galactic event and the group's arousal level jumped up a notch as well.
After we all agreed that outer space was going to be our theme for the night, we discussed some other important things like who was going to bring the snacks and who was going to bring the sodas. I told everyone that Xavier's foster parents had already volunteered to supply plates, cups, plastic forks and spoons as well as napkins. Then I reminded everyone to bring their sleeping bags and pillows and we talked about needing some music and other means of entertainment. Once all the details were worked out, we adjourned the meeting until we would all meet again at the big event.
As we all went our separate ways once again, Xavier followed me to my house this time. When we arrived, both Mom and Dad were home. I introduced Xavier to them and Mom remembered him from the Doctor's last visit. The four of us sat around the kitchen table while Xavier captivated my foster parents with his story about what happened to the Doctor and `The Company' from the time he and the Doctor had made their final visit. Once they realized that Xavier and I shared similar experiences and backgrounds in that dreaded place, they welcomed him with open arms.
I took Xavier up to my room, and this time, he was my guest as opposed to being the Doctor's assistant. While I waited for my computer to boot-up, he took a few minutes to look around my room and check things out as we bonded to each other in a way we couldn't do on his last visit. When the computer was ready, I showed him some of the more important articles that I had researched for myself back when I was collecting all the information I could find on psychic powers and abilities. He was a very quick study and realized right away how he could improve his psychic talents, just as long as I was willing to be his coach.
Then, with Xavier by my side, I started checking the Internet for any studies that might have been conducted on joining or combining the powers of two or more psychics. After several searches, there was nothing to be found. Either no studies had ever been done, or if there were, they were rendered `classified' or `top secret'. If the feedback loop that Xavier and I had experienced was any indication, then that information was probably withheld for good reason. We were just going to have to do our own unofficial experimentation and learn all we can, all by ourselves. Even though it was only temporary, I did not like the feeling of being without my powers, not even for a minute. I was going to have to learn to recognize where that threshold was and either not allow myself to pass that point, or start doing more exercises to push my limitations beyond my present state. Either way, Xavier and I had a lot more work and experimentation to do together as we endeavor to help each other build our powers, both separately and jointly. In the process, I suspect that we will spill a whole lot of mutually hot boy cream along the way as a welcomed fringe benefit.
Xavier had to leave before we could do a round of psychic ball-busting with each other, but that was okay because we both needed to save up a good cum-load or two for our upcoming group fantasy when Xavier and I will be surprising the group with our unexpected double-whammy.
Everyone in our group already knew about my psychic powers back when we had our first encounter at my birthday party, but Xavier and I purposely did not tell the group that Xavier was another psychic, like me. I felt it was important to protect his secret as well as his psychic identity, at least for the time being until I knew for certain that everyone was on board with keeping our group fantasies from being exposed. Since the group was more or less addicted to our psychic sexual adventures, anyone allowing our secret to get out would spell the end of our group's complimentary doses of orgasmic bliss. They would all sooner die than risk losing their all important psychic fixes. I was beginning to feel like a pimp, covertly delivering the goods to my users as their needs and desires for my unique services started growing more intense with each passing day.
At first, it was fun for me to manipulate and control the sexual needs and desires of my special group of friends and get an orgasmic thrill out of it. That's what it was at the beginning. But now that I'd gotten a dose of my own medicine, so to speak, I too was just as anxious and almost frantic to get together with everyone and take another ride on the psychic orgasm express. I was addicted now myself, just as much as the others were. Like the pimp who eventually got addicted to his own merchandise, I needed Xavier and the group to get my fix now. Like poisonous animals are immune to their own venom, my own psychic influence had no direct effect on me. When Xavier and I experienced our first psychic feedback loop, his psychic influence affected me and my psychic influence affected him, giving both of us a hefty dose of each other's psychedelia. There was no way that I could get a feedback loop started without a second psychic, and Xavier was the only other male psychic I knew of in the whole world, making us completely dependant on each other.
Saturday finally came and I was feeling the sexual withdrawals coming on. It was more than just a feeling of being super horny, it was an uncontrollable urge to throw off all my clothes and do it with the first cute guy that walked my way. Now I understood what everyone was feeling when our after school meeting almost broke out in a circle jerk-off in the back of the schoolyard. I learned that stroking out a quick one was only a temporary solution without the psychic assistance I provided in our group fantasies. I suppose that my powers made everyone dependent on me, and I was now dependent on Xavier and his powers to make it all complete. I imagine by now, Xavier was feeling some form of withdrawal for me as well as our special event drew near.
I arrived at David Doyle's house carrying my sleeping bag and pillow in one arm and my contribution of chips and dip in the other. As I came up to the front door, there was a sign that said `Don't ring the bell! We're in the back'.
As I entered the gate to their backyard, it appeared that everyone had beaten me there, including Xavier, and they were all busy working together to erect Michael Kevin Carver's gigantic tent. It was almost complete as they pounded the last of the tent stakes into the ground. It was a glorious sight and it was going to be perfect for our purposes. As I looked around David's backyard, I immediately noticed two long tables set up, and they were both loaded with all kinds of goodies, snacks and drinks. I added my chips and dip to the table along with all the other goodies and then checked things out. It was a teenager's dream come true with every type of junk food imaginable, a feast to say the least. About a dozen folding chairs were placed in a circle near the tables and a boom-box was plugged in, spewing out the distorted sounds of the local radio station playing: `Shut Up and Dance' by Walk the Moon.
"Hi guys!" I said in greeting as I walked up to the group.
Everyone came over to me from all over the backyard and greeted me personally.
You're just in time," David Doyle said. "We just finished the tent. Come on inside and take a look around."
As I stepped in, it was like walking into another world. Everyone's sleeping bags and pillows were arranged on the floor so we could all sit together in a circle and do just about anything we wanted. The tent was constructed of heavy duty materials preventing anyone from seeing in from outside. The dark blue hue of the material cast a heavenly aura inside the tent and once it got dark, it was going to be the perfect nude sanctuary.
There was an extension cord
that ran in through the door flap to provide electricity for our entertainment
needs. Someone had brought a portable
"What is that thing?" I asked.
"It's called a `Star Master'," David answered. "It belongs to Rudy's baby sister. It's kind of like a toy, but it's really cool. It projects stars on the walls and ceiling. Since our theme is going to be outer space, it will give us the illusion of being among the stars."
"How dope is that?" I said. "Now, I can't wait for it to get dark."
Now that the tent was fully erected and I was given the grand tour, we all spent the next couple of hours chilling on the folding chairs, listening to the rocking tunes on the radio and pigging out on the abundance of junk food that had been provided and arranged on the tables like a buffet.
Along with the chips and spicy bean dip I had brought, there was also pepperoni pizza, hot dogs, spicy red Cheetos, popcorn, chocolate chip cookies, original Chex Mix, peanut M&M's, Skittles, gummy worms and watermelon slices. Under the table were two cooler chests filled with a variety of sodas and bottled water, all nicely chilling on ice.
We had a wonderful time getting to know each other better and Xavier was in heaven as he became the focus of everyone's attention, being the new guy in the group. With the nine of us being all guys, and every one of us having been intimate with each other on several occasions, we all felt completely at ease and free to talk about everything under the sun. I made it a point to keep my psychic powers in check. Many times during the afternoon, the conversation would turn sexual in nature and I struggled to keep from slipping. I didn't want another food fight to break out again like it had the day of my birthday party or worse, have our group fantasy begin prematurely.
I sensed Xavier getting boned up as the group talked freely about their sexual experiences and his innocent psychic waves unintentionally started to drift, not realizing what he might instigate, especially with this particular group of horny guys. I had to telepathically warn Xavier what could happen if he allowed his stray psychic waves to wander indiscriminately. Just one little spark from either one of us could start an uncontrollable blaze of sexual promiscuity. I playfully told him to keep his psychic dick in his virtual pants until our fantasy was ready to officially begin.
As it slowly began to get dark out, the warm summer air suddenly turned cold, and that was our signal to seek out the protection of the tent for the night. We turned down the volume on the boom-box, but kept it on to mask any uncontrollable vocalizations that might come from inside the tent during our planned fantasy.
As we packed ourselves inside the tent, we each found our personal sleeping bags and pillows and claimed our spot for the night. We sat on the floor facing each other, gathering together in a nice intimate circle. Some of the guys were so anxious to get started that they began stripping off their shirts and shoes despite the cooler temperatures. Once we had settled down, we closed the tent flap, allowing our bodies to warm the tent.
David didn't have any brothers or sisters and his Mom and Dad routinely went to bed early. Even before we all moved inside for the night, they said their `goodnights' to us and requested that we keep the noise down so they wouldn't be disturbed. As long as we kept relatively quiet, having our event at David's house was working out perfectly, assuring that we'd get all the privacy we'd need.
Rudy then reached into his sleeping bag and produced a bottle of KY lubricant he bought from the drug store and a roll of toilet paper he snatched from his parent's bathroom. Then he reached into the center of our circle and turned-on his baby sister's `Star Master'. It instantly illuminated the entire tent with hundreds of glorious stars. The authentic pinpoints of light bathed the darkened space and offered the illusion of floating free, far and beyond the confines of our earthly bonds. The effect was perfect. The device put out just enough light to be able to see each other with, yet still maintained a level of relative darkness to complete the prestidigitation that Xavier and I were about to perform.
I psychically signaled Xavier that it was time to start and told him that I would signal him when it was time to begin our double whammy. I silently encouraged him to stand up and be the first to strip naked as a gesture of trust. He was very reluctant to do that, but figured he was going to have to strip out eventually. He decided to use the darkness of the room to hide behind as if it offered partial obscurity and anonymity.
Shock and breathless anticipation surprised the group when Xavier stood up and bravely stripped in front of everyone for the very first time. Other than myself and Michael, the group hadn't seen many naked boys as endowed as us and Xavier was a prime example of the perfect male form. Nicky was the most captivated of anyone. Even though he had an amazingly large cock for his size, he still hoped that one day his smaller, underdeveloped body could become as amazing as Xavier's. Nearly everyone, including me, sprouted a hefty boner all at once from Xavier's erotic example. Michael Kevin Carver immediately followed Xavier's lead and proudly stood to strip out next, showing off his magnificently long and slender black body and oversized cock. All the rest of the group, including myself, all stood and stripped next. There were absolutely no signs of any shyness as each one of us sported a full erection. Every one of us was now naked, boned solid and ready to begin our erotic journey.
We all gathered our clothes and put them under our pillows and then returned to our sitting positions, legs crossed and cocks hard. I instructed everyone to clear their minds and put their left hand on the right knee of the person sitting to their left. Then I instructed them to take their right hand and stroke the cock of the person sitting to their right.
Then I unleashed all the psychic energy I had been holding back all day and made my first hypnotic suggestion.
"Concentrate everyone," I began, as if I were a real medieval soothsayer. "You will begin to feel like your floating. Gravity no longer has any control over you. Your bodies are weightless and in the vastness of space, you feel you could touch the stars."
"I can feel it," Freddie exclaimed right away. "I'm floating!"
"It kind of tickles my balls," Jessie observed. "This is awesome."
"I'm scared, Simon," Nicky squealed.
"Don't worry, Nicky," I assured him. "I'm here with you. We're all here with you. Can you feel the hand that's resting on your knee? Can you feel your cock being stroked? That's reality. If you get scared again, think about your friends that are here and keeping you safe. Relax and enjoy it. I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you."
"Okay," Nicky said, trying to sound brave. "I love you, Simon."
"I love you too, Nicky," I warmly said, putting him at ease.
Rudy opened his sealed bottle of KY lube and squeezed a handful of it on his palm and slathered it on Carl's cock, who was sitting next to him. He passed the bottle to Carl and told everyone to pass it on. Carl filled his hand with the slippery substance and coated David's cock before passing it down. David generously lubed Jessie's cock and Jessie lubed up Freddie's cock. Freddie passed it down to Nicky, who then got the thrill of covering every inch of Michael's fine tool, passing the bottle to him before he, in turn smeared a gob onto Xavier's fine specimen. Xavier had never used lube before and put a little too much on his hand before he painted his dripping handful onto my cock, making half the contents run down my balls and then to the floor. Then I glazed Rudy's cock with his own lube, slowly stoking his dick, coming full circle around the room. Everybody's cock was now well lubed and the sound of nine slippery cocks being generously stroked made a slurping noise that none of us will soon forget.
The room slowly began to warm up as our body temperatures climbed. A low level of moaning filled the room as everyone began to get into their partner's slick sensuous stroking.
It was now time to turn things up a notch. I turned up the strength on my psychic dial and made another hypnotic suggestion.
"We are now in deep space," I said, leading my group into the next level of our fantasy. "In deep space, there is nothing for millions of miles except for the nine of us. There is no gravity, yet you can move freely in any direction. There is no air, yet you can breathe normally. There is no atmosphere, so your cocks are slowly getting sucked into a vacuum, growing bigger by the minute as they get pumped up, making them grow long, fat and super sensitive."
With that, the moaning doubled in intensity. Everyone began to squirm from the idea that their cocks were actually growing bigger and becoming more sensitive as their partners continued to stroke them in the vastness of space with persistent single-mindedness.
"Oh my god, I can fell my cock growing bigger," Carl said between his climactic heaving.
"I love having a bigger cock," Nicky exclaimed. "It feels so good!"
"Nicky, you stroke cock better than anyone I know," Michael commented. You're making the head of my cock throb. Go all the way down for me, my brother. You're going to make me cum hard, little dude! You're amazing!"
Nicky loved the feel of Michael's huge cock in his hand and Michael's complement caused his own cock to twitch and throb.
"My balls feel so weightless, I'm afraid they might float away," Rudy stated.
"That's impossible," Michael Kevin Carver said, being very technically minded. "Our balls are not detachable. They can't just float away, but being weightless might make us cum harder. Sort of like cumming underwater."
"I've never cum underwater," Jessie confessed. "What's that feel like?"
"It feels like the water makes your passages close up and it forces your cock to have to push extra hard so it can physically shoot your load out your cock," Michael simplistically explained. "There's nothing else like it in the world. It feels totally different than cumming on dry land."
"Sounds interesting," Freddie chirped. "I'm ready to try that."
"I can feel myself starting to cum," Xavier announced.
With Xavier stating that he was getting close, it was time for the real fun to begin. I silently signaled him to initiate our combined double whammy as we had agreed. He and I initiated our psychic feedback loop, starting off at a very low intensity. As I locked onto Xavier's psychic wavelength and he locked on to mine, our feedback loop immediately began to grow in intensity. At first, it was scarcely noticeable to anyone in the group, but soon after, it was clear that everyone began to succumb to our little surprise. Like my first combined experience with Xavier, this feedback loop took on a life of its own, feeding off the psychic signatures of the others in the room as their growing ecstasy soared to the heavens.
"Oh my god, do you feel that?" Rudy exclaimed as his entire body quivered in exhilaration.
"Yeah, I do," David confirmed. "It's incredible. What's happening?"
"I don't know, but it's the sexiest thing I've ever felt!" Nicky said as his little chest noticeably heaved from the overwhelming sensations.
"I swear I could feel my sperms jumping inside my balls," Jessie claimed as every hair on his body stood on end.
"Oh, man, I'm getting close," Michael proclaimed. "I can actually feel my sperm moving."
"Me too," Freddie said. "It's freaky. I can feel my sperm emptying out of my balls and moving up my shaft. It's getting hotter too."
"I'm cumming," Carl cried. "Oh god I'm... I'm cumming!"
The entire tent full of boys were all breathing heavily, moaning loudly and proclaiming they were all cumming, but not a single shot was fired. Xavier and I were too caught up in our feedback loop to say anything out loud, but we sure were slinging our expletives silently to one another as we struggled to keep our feedback loop under control.
"I'm still cumming," Carl cried out again. "This is the longest orgasm I've ever had in my life!"
"Me too," Michael said as he struggled to catch his breath. "I'm cumming, but nothing is coming out."
At this point, I tried to break off our feedback loop but instead, I totally lost control of it. The feedback accelerated beyond anything I'd ever encountered before and I felt my balls get pulled up into my body as if I were going to shoot both of my testicles out of my cock at once. The extreme sensation of our escalating climax caused our tear ducts to discharge a stream of tears. Everyone in the room started to lose consciousness, including Xavier and me.
Then it happened, before we passed out completely, the feedback loop peaked and everybody's brain got doused with a double dose of endorphins that caused everybody's cock to explode with gobs of hot sticky boy essence. Each one of us was perfectly situated where we could observe everyone else's cock as they quivered under the stroking influence of their neighbor's milking hand. All at once, nine cocks spewed out a creamy white cum-fountain of boy juice that erupted into a spectacular display of flying virility. Instinctively, everyone knew that if they opened their mouths, they could capture a taste of their own wickedly sweet nectar as we climaxed out of control. Even little Nicky could be seen shooting up into his open mouth and even a little beyond. Even the guys, who normally just dribble and ooze their jizz, flung their noble prizes into their moths and over their heads like seasoned porn stars. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen as all nine of us, including myself, shot our load into the air at once resembling a choreographed finale of the famous `Dancing Waters'.
As we all shot out the last of our amazing loads, we each slowed and then stopped stroking the person next to us as we all squirmed from our cocks suddenly became oversensitive. Then we all drifted away, falling backwards onto our sleeping bags as we stared at the star filled ceiling. We all floated down from our deep space fantasy and floated back to earth, catching our breaths and recovering from our psychically induced mega-climax.
A good four, or five minutes passed until anyone could speak. We were all soaring high from our unexpected dosage of psychic seduction. No one could come up with any adequate words to fully describe the imaginary deep space adventure we had just experienced and everyone was in awe of how different our group fantasy was this time around. I was happy that I didn't lose my powers this time, but I was still disappointed in myself for having lost control of the situation again. The kickback of nine people having a psychic orgasm at once was more than Xavier and I could control. We still had a lot of practicing to do before Xavier and I attempt another group fantasy.
We talked a little bit while we cleaned each other up using Rudy's complimentary toilet paper. Most everyone ended up falling asleep where they landed, still naked and totally wiped out from our mentally, physically, and emotionally draining adventure. Nicky quietly switched from the spot he was in and moved next to me, lovingly putting his arm over my chest and quickly falling asleep in the safety of my embrace. It wasn't long before I too fell asleep, happily sharing the night with all my friends, Nicky, Xavier, Michael, David, Jessie, Rudy, Freddie, and Carl, the sexiest and most amazing group of friends a guy could have.
End of Chapter #8
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