Date: Thu, 31 Jan 2008 03:44:36 -0800
From: J H <jarsil1980@gmail.com>
Subject: Second Chance

Disclaimer: The following is work of fiction. It involves gay sex among
other things. If you feel your soul will burn in hell after reading this,
please do not read it. Or read it anyway because you know you are already
on you way there. If you are in an area that does not allow you to
read/access this, do not read it. Everyone else, enjoy.


Chapter 1: Second Chance

"God! That hurt so much!"

I have expected the pain but expectation and realization didn't always
match. I could barely keep focus on the connection and the enhancement I
was trying to achieve. After what felt like an eternity, the enhancement
was completed and the pain subsided a little. I lugged myself out of bed
and into the bathroom. My nose was bleeding and my vision was a blur. It
took some effort to clear my head and focus on the image in the mirror. The
reflection I saw suggested I was 15 years old again. I stand about 5'8",
with black hair, light skin, and a slim runner built. The reflection before
me was so innocent. All the scars and wrinkles from many years of war were
all gone. Nothing about me would suggest anything out of the ordinary. I
was just another average teenager.

There was a loud knock on the bathroom door. "Hurry up or you are going to
late for school!" said my mom.

"I will be right out!" I yell back.  I rummaged through my backpack to find
a few books and my class schedule. That didn't really help at all since I
don't remember where any of these classes are located.

When I got to school, I rushed for the main office in hope that I can find
a copy of the school map. My mind was still in a daze and I didn't really
see where I was going. I ran at full speed into another boy, knocking him
over. I got up and started to apologies, but I couldn't believe whom I
saw. It was him! This boy looked exactly like him! I reach out, grab the
boy by the neck, and lifted him off of the ground. Years upon years worth
of hatred was boiling through me that I wanted ripped his head right off.
But the expressions on his face stopped me. It was a look of pure terror
but also of immense sadness almost like getting manhandled by others was
common in his life. I lowered him to the ground and continued that apology
I started earlier.

"I'm really sorry about that," I said as I picked up my books. "I'm a
little out of it."

He was scurrying around like a scared little mice picking up his books. He
finally managed to respond with, "no harm done. Bye!" And then he was off.

"Wait a sec!" I yelled after him. His behavior was too timid to be the
enemy that I remember, but my rational mind knew better that to lose track
of him. The resemblance was too uncanny for me to ignore. After a quick
sprint, I caught up with him and pull out my class schedule. "Wait, I need
your help! Would you happen to have a map of the school? I can't seem to
remember where any of my classes are."

"What? You got to be joking". But he could see that I was serious. I was
still dazed. "You really need lay off the weed man. I don't have a map on
me but I'll walk you to your classes."

"Thanks a lot! I'm Cameron." I smiled at him.

"I know who you are," he retort. "We have four classes together and you sit
right across from me. You must be really out of it. Alright, this way."

I spend the next four class periods as well and the morning break talking
to him hoping to find out more about him. It turned out his name was Keith
and he lived only a few blocks away from me. He spent a lot of free time
reading and studying. I had to admit I found him to be very attractive. I
don't know why I haven't notice him when I was younger. He was the same
height as I was with long blond hair, deep blue eyes, and a smile that just
make me melt.

At lunchtime, I got weird looks from all the guys I remember were once my
friends just because I was hanging out with Keith. I was definitely missing
a big piece of this puzzle. I have no idea why Keith was seen as an
outcast. He did have one friend though, Alex Feckler, who was a year
younger than us. At first, he doesn't seem to want me to join them for
lunch.  It was almost like he was jealous of my present, but eventually we
got along. Though something about him was very familiar. He was about 6
feet tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes. His skin was light tan and
his eyes were a little narrow. I would guess that he was half White and
half Asian. He had cleanly cut short hair and a nice muscular built. Then
it dawned on me, he looked like that jock or I should say that bully,
Daniel Feckler. Though I don't remember that much of this age, there is no
way I would forget the school bully. And also like he could hear my
thought, Daniel came walking by.

"Hey Fags! Are you and your boyfriend talking about cocks again?" taunted
Daniel.

"Fuck off Dan!" replied Alex. "Go fuck yourself and leave us alone!"

"Shut up bitch! You are lucky dad wouldn't let me kick your ass anymore."
It didn't take Daniel long to notice what Keith was eating. "Oh look, your
boyfriend is eating a hotdog. Getting some cock sucking practice in at
school huh fag? Or are you imagining it as my cock you're chewing on?"

That self-defeat look on Keith's returned when he heard that. So this was
his tormentor. The fear I saw in his eyes earlier. It probably all stemmed
from this bully. I had just about enough of Daniel so with one quick kick
to his leg; he was bowled over face first into Keith milk cartoon. I knew
for sure that would spark a fight but I was determined to teach this bully
a lesson.

"You know, you talk a lot about fags and cocks. Maybe you're the one who
craving it." It was my turn to torture the torturer. As he got up, there
was milk all over his face. "Oh look, is that milk on your face or is that
cum? Taste good doesn't it? Want me to add a load to it or do you want to
suck it out for me?"

He lunged at me and I easily dodge. His next attacks were powerful and
precise. Every punch and every kick was delivered with great force and
accuracy. His fighting skill was well established but it was too bad he
went up against a war veteran with magically enhanced skills. I was able to
avoid his attacks and returned a punch right to his left eye. One of his
friends rushed in to strike at me and to my surprise, Alex step in and
landed a punch right into his stomach. Before anyone else could do anything
more, the teachers came and broke up the fight. By then, there was other
students surrounding us. And as expected, we were sent to the principal's
office for fighting. The big surprise was Keith was also punished because
the school have a `no tolerance' policy. I was as surprise when the
principal gave us only one day of detention.

I didn't see Keith after lunch but it turn out I had gym, the last class
with Alex. We high five in the locker room and laugh. A good fight seemed
to be a great way to establish male bonding. As we were changing, I snuck a
peek at Alex and boy does he look hot. He even got a six pack and not to
mention that huge bulge in his short. I guessed that his monster had to be
at least 8 inches. I tried not to stare at his body as we ran track
together. For that two mile run, I learned a lot about him, Daniel, and
their relationship with Keith. Keith's family and their family had lived
next door to each other since Alex was in second grade. Daniel and Keith
were best friends back then and Alex was the little guy that tag along
wherever they go. When the Feckler family got divorced, Alex went to live
with his mother in Seattle and Daniel stay behind with his dad. Recently,
his mom passed away due to cancer and so Alex came back here to live with
his dad. That was when he found out all horrible things Daniel has been
doing to Keith. Daniel picked on Keith every chance he got. He even beaten
up Keith a few times. Daniel has been spreading rumor about how Keith tried
to suck his cock for years now. That was why Keith was a social outcast at
school. Two months ago, Alex couldn't take anymore of Daniel's bullying and
got into a fight with him. Their dad was furious and grounded them for a
month.

What Alex said made me feel horrible for Keith. At the same time, I was
glad I gave that prick a black eye. As gym was over, Alex and I met Keith
for his first time in detention. Normally detention would be mind numbingly
boring but it was the perfect chance for me to recollect myself. My mind
drifted back to the moments before last night; before I activated the
second chance device.

It was six years after the great war. Of the three powerhouses that fought
in the war, I was the only survivor. With their destruction, also came the
destruction of most of the planet habitable areas. The pyrrhic victory left
few human survivors and even less resources for human survival. My
surviving scientist had said that a time machine would be impossible to
create but a mind projection machine is not. By channeling all of my power
into their devise, I was able to overlay my own memories over the memories
of my past self. The only memories I have of this time period are only the
minor details I still remember of when I was young. With all this future
knowledge, I was supposed to prepare my body with magical enhancement to be
able reach my maximum potential as quickly as possible. Then I would seek
out the other superpowers and kill them before they come into their full
power and thus preventing the destructions caused by the great war.

That brought my thoughts back to Keith. He looked exactly like the one who
called himself "Frost King". Could Keith really be him? And if so, do I
have the heart to kill such an innocent boy? Yes, if it was him, I will
have to do it for the sake of the future. However, if I tried to kill him
now, it might trigger his own power, and I was not close to being strong
enough to handle that. His power might already been triggered but he
haven't used it. I needed to know for sure before I do something I would
not live to regret. It has taken a good deal of my limited power to tip toe
around any possible defenses his mind might have. As I go further and
further into his mind, all I saw were the thoughts and memories of a normal
teenage boy. The few interesting things I saw was of what Alex told me
earlier. Daniel and Keith were indeed best of friends until the 7th
grade. Then there was a big mental block holding back some deep painful
memories. After that, there were only memories of Daniel hurting him over
and over again. The pain was not just with fists but with words; words that
he couldn't believe came from his best friend. I channeled more power in an
attempt to peer into his mental block and to find out what happened between
him and Daniel. That was when the headache kick in and I recoiled from
Keith's mind. The headache was a byproduct of the mind overlaid. Using more
of my power must have triggered it. My head was swimming and I started to
pick up random thoughts from the people who were there. Then one thought
caught my attention. It was the fight scene I had earlier but it was seen
through Daniel's eyes. It was at the part when I said, "Want me to add a
load to it or do you want to suck it out for me?" His mind responded with,
"god yes!" before he got on his knees. The headache took its toll and I
lost the mental connection.

Detention was finally over and my mind was abuzz from the headache. Alex
said goodbye to us as he needed to go meet his group for a project. I asked
Keith to walk home with me so we can talk some more. We walk for about 15
minutes exchanging meaningless banter when a truck drove up and out hopped
Daniel and the friend who tried to help him earlier. I was able to block
Daniel's attacks but Keith took a punch to the stomach and one to the chest
and he was down. My rage took over and I tried to call on whatever power I
had left to just kill them but that brought on another headache. I felt
every blow from those two guys but my headache was much more intense then
anything they can throw at me. When I was able to focus again, Dan and his
friend were gone. Keith was kneeling over me trying to help me up. There
was some blood on me but it looked like I only suffer some superficial
wounds.

When I got home, Keith help me took some of my clothes off before going
back to the kitchen to get some wet paper towel. I was again reminded of
how beautiful Keith was as I watch him wipe the blood off me. He was
smiling as he was doing it and I can't help but smile back at him. The
innocent on his face, the gentleness of his touch, it made me feel like
butterflies were dancing in my stomach. To me, he could not be the Frost
King. His heart was too warm and loving. I didn't know how long I was
grinning like and idiot while staring at him. He finally noticed and asked,
"What? Do I have something on my face?"

"No! not at all!" I felt my face turned red. I could not believe I was
blushing. I was acting like a teenager again. This boy was too beautiful. I
couldn't help myself. I lean in and kiss his soft lips. At first he
resisted a little but soon we both had our arms tightly around each other
as our tongues wrestled. He broke our kiss just long enough for us to take
off the rest of our clothes off. Then he was back on my neck kissing his
way down to my belly button. He reached out to grab my 7 inches cock and
wrap his tongue around my cock head. He looked up at me and smile as he
slowly take more and more of my cock into his mouth until my balls were
resting against his chin. Obviously it wasn't his first time sucking
because he knew how to make a guy want to shoot his load right away. With
my hands on his head, he began to swallow my cock over and over again. It
didn't take long before I was close and I had to stop him. I grab his arms
and lifted him on to my bed. There, I began to devour every inches of his
body. His skin, his scent, all of it was intoxicating. His cock was around
7 and a half inches with a juicy mushroom head. I sucked on him to my
heart's content before moving lower to his ass. I flipped him over, spread
his cheeks and dived right in to his beautiful rose bud. He moaned louder
and louder as my tongue drilled deeper into his hole. I licked my way up
along his spine until I reach his ears.

While I lay on top of him, I licked his ear and asked, "Would you like me
to make love to you?"

"Oh god yes" he moan. "Please put it in me!"

I thought about using protection but I was still a virgin at this age so I
knew I was clean. I spat into my hand a few times as I added a thin layer
of energy into the saliva. When I applied it to my cock, it provided a thin
layer of protection like a condom but it also became as slick as any good
lube. I lay back on top of him, kissed his neck as I slowly enter him. I
hooked my arms and pull him up into a doggy style position. I began to
piston in and out of him slowly, savoring the feel of his tight hole. He
started to moan and begged me to fuck him harder. I wrapped my arms around
his waist and pounded his firm ass. After 5 minutes of taking my hard cock,
he started to moan uncontrollably. The next thing I knew his ass became a
vice grip on my cock as he came hard all over my bed. I couldn't hold back
any longer. I grabbed his hip, slam deep into his ass and flooded his ass
with my seeds.

Once we got clean up, I was on cloud nine, but he wouldn't look me in the
eyes. He just said he was late for dinner and he had to go. I tried to ask
him if there was anything wrong. He just told me that he had a great time
but he had to go now. The next thing I knew, he grab his backpack and dash
for the door. I was heartbroken and confused. Did he like me? I have to get
to the bottom of this tomorrow.


Question? Comments?

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story so please be gentle. My ego bruise easily hehe.

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