Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2014 02:05:08 +0000
From: newuniverse517@hushmail.com
Subject: Dimension Jumping chapter 1

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			     Dimension Jumping
				    by
				 Jumper 12


CHAPTER 1

~ Part 1: The Correspondence ~

It was six days since my 33st birthday, the year was 2034 and I had just
landed in Zurich a few days ago. I was there to see a Dr. Henri Borel, a
physicist who was only known in some exclusive circles.  Some said he was a
con while others said he was a genius. I was there to find out for myself.

I was introduced to Dr. Borel two years prior when I came across an article
he published in the Journal of Scientific Methodology. He had written about
what he claimed was the discovery of alternative universes and dimensions
that exist in conjunction with our own. The article also claimed that it
was also possible to travel between these dimensions by use of his methods.

Of course, I was skeptical, but the article made some very valid points and
perked my interest. After reading his article, I had took the liberty write
the doctor an e-mail in the small chance that he would reply.

On an early January morning I checked my e-mail, and to my surprise I had
received a reply from Dr. Borel that read as follows:

"Dear Mr. Jacobson,

I am so glad that you took the liberty to write me. You are correct, the
work I have done is true and has been tested countless times. The
government and other supranational entities have of course censored these
successful tests as they are afraid that more people will continue to leave
our dimension and head to another of their choosing. In fact, many have
already done so.

Now, I am sure you are wondering how this is possible. The article you have
written goes over the math behind the theory, but it does not go over the
engineering, as this is very secretive method.

For security issues, I only elaborate on engineering at my private
laboratory in Zurich.  If you wish to learn more Dimension Jumping, as we
have termed it, I would be happy to have a consultation with you here in
Switzerland.

Best Wishes, Dr.Henri Borel"

In my utter excitement I hurriedly typed a reply to doctor and we exchanged
a few more e-mails back and forth. By the end of the forth e-mail I had
agreed to meet with him in Zurich and pay a large sum of money to learn
more about this practice.

To give you some background, I was a rich man, having inherited a good
amount of money from my grandparents in my early twenties. I am also a
Boylover. Yes, I like boys anywhere from the ages of 9 and up. In fact,
they were my passion.

I am also severally depressed, I spent the last three years in jail for
fondling an eleven year old boy on a baseball team that I helped coach. It
was all consensual, but the little fucker told his brother about what had
happened and his brother squealed to his parents.

Now, although I'm out of jail, I'm still labeled as a sex offender and my
name is all the internet labeled as a pervert. I've also been on the verge
of suicide for the last few years and have done about every drug in the
book to dull my pain. To put it plainly, my life is in a terrible
condition.

~ Part 2: Jumping Dimemsions ~

3372 Meirhotrasse. I double checked the e-mail I had printed. I had arrived
at the right place.

I breathed hard and knocked on the red door. When the door swung open, it
revealed a young man with greased back brown hair, perhaps in his late
20's, dressed in a white lab coat.

"Ah, Yes! Mr. Henry Jacobson I presume?" He said in thick German accent and
extended his hand towards me.

Accepting his handshake I responded, "Yes. I'm here to see Dr. Borel."

"Why of course, for I am he! Pleased to make my introduction." He laughed,
giving me smirk and a wink.

I stepped inside the warm apartment and he locked the door behind me with
several dead bolts. I was surprised he was so young looking, in fact he was
actually quite attractive as well.

We walked further into his large apartment, and he started to make small
talk about my travels so far as he led through the hallways. Eventually, we
reached a large living room area with two red coaches. He suggested we sit
down.

He spoke first, "Well Mr. Jacobson. I understand you want to learn more
about Dimension Jumping. Have I made a correct assumption?"

"Yes" I replied.

"And I assume you also want to know how you personally can travel between
these dimensions?" He continued.

"Yes" I replied again.

"Of course, you would be a fool to travel all the way from America if you
did not want to."  The doctor laughed while rubbing his eyes.

The doctor looked me over and continued.

"Well let me explain some more to you then, just so you know what you are
getting into. As of today I have successfully allowed over twelve hundred
subjects to Dimension Jump. How many of those subjects actually get to
their destinations is debatable, but what I do know is this, they are no
longer in this world and I am fairly confident that the majority of them
are in the dimension of their choosing"

Raising my eyebrow I asked, "But Doctor, how do you know they have actually
gone there if there is no actually way of telling so?"

"Because my friend, I have personally done this myself." He smiled and gave
me another nice big wink.

Before I could respond, he got up and went to the kitchen and came back
shortly with a tray with two glasses of coffee, some sugar and cream. He
offered a cup to me then continued on.

"I developed Dimension Jumping in 2455, in an alternative dimension of
course. You see, when you jump dimensions you typically go back in time
about 20 years. For example, if you were to Jump today you would not only
be in an alternative dimension but also 20 years in the past. That explains
why I remain so young. "

He took a sip of coffee and continued on

"So when I first developed Jumping, as I will call it for short, I was 60
years old in 2455. I have since then gone from dimension to dimension
exploring alternative realities. When I get bored of the current dimension,
or I find myself getting too old, and wish to become 20 years younger, I
Dimension Jump. The process isn't easy, but I have have done it enough now
in my lifetime that I am now confident that I can build the machinery it
takes to Jump on memory alone.

"Wouldn't that mean that are over 400 years old then?" I questioned.

"Yes, it would, wouldn't it? When you get to my age you stop counting to be
honest." He smiled again.

"Anyhow... as you might guess I have seen many things in my lifetime
now. Parallel Dimensions are quite beautiful, and it gives you great
perspective the sheer infiniteness of possibilities that exist.

For example, did you know that there is a parallel universe out there where
the Nazi's had won the World War Two? Or perhaps one where Kenya is now the
worlds largest superpower? Or how about the fact that there is a universe
out there where everyone talks backward and lives underground?" The doctor
paused and smiled another big toothy grin before continuing on.

"In fact Mr Jacobson, the number of Parallel Universes is almost
infinite. The only rule is that they must abide by the same laws of physics
and chemistry that our current world also do.  So almost any world you can
think of, no matter how crazy or insane it sounds, it exists and it is out
there. Are you still following me?" He asked, scratching his head.

I took a second before responding, trying to wrap my head around what he
was telling me.

"So doctor, your telling me there is a place where people wear carrots on
their heads, speak through their asses, and live under the sea?  Or there
is a place where porn star Ron Jeremy is president and everyone lives in
space??"  I questioned with a inquisitive look on my face.

"Yes, exactly!. You are following me!"

"And your saying that you can actually send people to these dimensions" I
asked again.

"Yes!" He spoke loudly in excitement.

"Ok. But when you send someone in another dimension how do you choose what
dimension they go to, and how do you know they are going to the right
place?"  I asked.

The doctor smiled again "Good question my boy, very good question
indeed. We use what I call a Hyperion Sensor to scout out potential
dimensions that fit certain criteria. These are nano scale sensors that are
smaller than anything else in our universe and can travel between out of
our of fabric space-time to collect data. When we input criteria, it will
only return when it has found a suitable dimension."

"Now, it is getting late now and I must continue my work, but if you are
serious about Jumping, then this is what I want you to do...." The doctor
breathed in deeply.

"I want to you first go back to your hotel and think hard and deep about
what dimension you want to go to. Think about what your most ideal world
is, a world where you will be truly happy. A world that will make you smile
when you wake up. Once you have found that world Mr. Jacobson, I want you
to send me an e-mail with all the details you can about it. I will then go
ahead and release a Hyperion Sensor out to look for worlds that exist that
are similar to the one have described. Please remember that I do not judge
about the nature of these worlds and I will not care where you personally
want to go. I do caution however, that the world our sensor finds will not
be exactly like the one you have listed, but it will be very close. For
example, there may be minor differences, but overall, it will be the one
you want."

And with that, the doctor concluded our conversation and led me out the
door.

Part 3: The Drawing Board

I got back to my hotel room thought for awhile. I still couldn't believe
this was real, but I was desperate. I wanted so badly for it to be real. I
wanted to be able to Jump and I didn't care if it all was just a lie, I was
going to try it.

I began to write my e-mail.

"My perfect world is a place homosexuality is the norm, not the
exception. A place where all gay sex completely accepted regardless of the
ages of the partners and is the most widespread form of sex. Other than
that, I don't wish for many other changes. This is the only change I want."

The doctor advised to make it as simple as possible, as he said the more
complex the world was the more of a danger I could put myself in. Keeping
that in mind, I didn't write anything else, and to be honest that's all I
really wanted in my new world.

The next morning I checked my e-mail, and I delighted to see that Doctor
Borel had sent me a reply.

"Mr Jacobson,

Congratulations, I set out my sensor last night, and am happy to say that
it has already came back with a positive result. We have found your new
universe. I am prepping the Jumping machine as I write this e-mail and will
be ready for you to visit my apartment for your final departure around 3PM
this afternoon.

Singed, Dr. Bore"

I was excited beyond belief, I just couldn't believe this was happening!

At 3:00, I knocked again on Dr. Borel's red door.  He smiled with delight
to see me again.

"Mr Jacobson. I'm sure you are quite excited for your journey, are you
not?"  He asked in his german accent.

I replied with a resounding yes and he invited me inside while buttoning up
the top of his lab coat.

Walking back through the house, we finally came to a metal door with
several electronic locks on it. Using an eye scanner and then a thumb print
reader the door sprung open and we started down a dark stairwell.

Coming to the bottom, he clicked on a few light switches and the room was
illuminated.

The first thing I saw was a giant machine in the middle of the room. The
machine had wires running all around it and in the center was a giant
chair. Above the chair was a metal hat with more wires running out of it
and leading into a big metal box at the base.

"This is what we call the Jumper Machine. This is the machine that will
take you allow you to jump from dimension to Dimension. Please have a seat
Mr. Jacobson" He instructed.

I did as he said and took a seat on the hard metal chair and he stripped my
wrists to the arms and then placed the metal helmet on my head.

"Ok. We are now prepping you to travel to world
A4828491A000A6JISC09CC239. If you recall, I had mentioned before that this
would be very close to the one you had written about in your e-mail. I do
caution however, that there could be minor differences and some unintended
consequences. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I understand." I nervously huffed. I couldn't believe I was doing
this.

"Ok.  Goodbye my Jacobson. Have fun" The doctor smiled.

With that, the doctor pulled a big lever on the wall, and a big bolt of
electricity went through my body. It hit me like a freight train and I
shook violently from the extreme pain. Then everything went dark.

Chapter 4: School Time

I feel into a deep deep sleep. I dreamt I was floating through a
psychedelic maze of colors and objects that seemed to stop. I'm not sure
how long I dreamed, but eventually I was awoke by a load noise.

It was my alarm clock. I reached over and quickly hit the snooze button, I
felt like I had been out for days. I was really groggy.

"Honey, it's time for school. Get up!" Then I felt the lights in the room
come on and I rubbed my eyes to see that my dad was standing above my bed.

I immediately sprang up in fear. What was my mother doing here. How was
this possible? Then I remembered... Dr.  Borel... the
machine... jumping....  I had done it!

My mother looked at me strangely,

"You OK there young man?".

"Um yeah... I'm fine" I replied, feeling surprised how high pitched my
voice sounded.

He looked at me strangely again before finally leaving my room.

I quickly realized I was back in our old house, although things seemed
slightly different. For example, the paint was a different color than I
remembered, and my bed was positioned in a different way. There was also
the fact that I wasn't wearing the normal boxers that I did when growing
up, instead I was wearing a very thin red thong that barely covered
anything and pushed my dick and balls to the front in a very sexual manner.

Feeling embarrassed I quickly ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind
me. Then I looked in the mirror. Wow! I really was 13 years old again. What
the doctor had said was true, you would be about 20 years younger than you
were before you jumped.

Looking at my body in the mirror I began to get aroused at my youthful
appearance and pulled down my thong to revel my hard 4 inch cut boner. I
stoked it for a little bit and also noticed that I had just started to get
a little peach fuzz of pubic hair. Man that was hot!

I hoped in the shower and washed off then went back to my bedroom to
change. Looking through my dresser I found my clothing was way different
then how I remembered it.. much different.

First off, in the only clothing in my underwear drawer were jockstraps,
thongs and whitey tightiess, not a single boxer short to be seen. Next, in
my t-shirt drawer were a bunch of tight shirts that were cut off way too
low and many were tank tops. Also, my pants were were only skinny jeans,
short shorts, and a few pairs of bright pink pants.

Still unsure if everything was OK, I decided to play it safe and selected a
pair of whitey tighties, a pair of skinny blue jeans and a pink tank
top. After I had dressed, I looked in the mirror again and combed over my
cute brown hair and smiled. I was still unsure what the day was going to
hold, but I hoped it was going to be as exciting as I thought.

After breakfast, my dad drove me to school, kissed me on the cheek and
dropped me off at the spot that used to be my old school. However, instead
of the normal sign that used to read "Timberland Junior High" it now read
"Coventry Boys School".

While my gaze was fixed on the school sign, I was suddenly caught off guard
by a kiss on my cheek and I pulled back in recoil as an instinct.

"Woah dude. Why are you so jumpy man?" Said Matthew Jones a boy I used to
have a crush on all throughout junior high and high school.

I couldn't believe it, there front in front of me, was Matthew fucking
Jones, the boy who was my biggest crush, but was always very straight,
standing there in a pink cut off t-shirt that showed just enough of his
belly button and smooth lean lower stomach. The shirt also big bold letters
that read "Sexy Boy" in yellow cursive font and Matthew was also wearing
some very short jean shorts that cut off about halfway to his knees.

"Oh... Hi... whats.... up Matthew" I said nervously. I just couldn't
believe this was happening.

"Whats up with you man? Your acting like you have seen a ghost" Matthew
responded.

I took a second to compose myself and then replied, "Yeah sorry. I'm just
really tired. Couldn't sleep last night'.

"Oh yeah its cool. Me too... You wanna hang out tonight? My younger brother
is having a sleep over with a bunch of his friends. We could hang out with
them if you know what I mean." He suggested.

I wasn't so sure what he mean't, but I agreed to come over after school. We
talked a little but more, and Matthew held my hand as we walked into the
building.

When we walked inside, I was surprised by what I saw. Hundreds of boys, all
aged from 10 to 14 wearing skimpy clothing, mostly in pink, purple, baby
blue or green.  While here and there I did see some boys dressed more
normally, for the most part all the boys were dressed very gay and most
were very slutty looking. Also, since boys wore t-shirts that were cut very
low, you could see that most of them were wearing brightly colored thongs
under their pants as well. I even saw some boys wearing what looked like
frilly women's panties as well.

Once we got near Matthew's locker, he locked lips with me and held me for a
very long sloppy french kiss which got me rock hard.  Then all of a sudden
the bell rang and he released our embrace, picked up his books and yelled,
"Cya at 2:50 dude!".

Very quickly, all the boys filtered into their classrooms, but I was left
there confused since I was unsure what my schedule was.

I decided my best bet was to go the principals office so I could get a copy
of my schedule. Heading down the hall, I finally found the office on the
far end near the gym. When I entered I saw a desk with an older lady
sitting down doing paperwork and in the back I could see that the
principals office door was open.

Inside his door I was surprised to see Mr. Shatner standing there with his
pants and underwear down and at his feet. However, what suprised me the
most was the fact that there was a small blond boy boy, probably about 10
or 11 years old sucking on Mr Shatners hairy and fat, but stumpy looking
uncircumcised cock . Before I could look any longer however, a voice broke
my concentration.

"Mr Jacobson, How can I help you this morning?" spoke the older office lady
who was now twiddling her thumbs with impatience.

I swallowed hard, still so bewildered to see such a brazen act of pedofile
sex in full display in front of me.

"Ummm. I.... need a copy of my schedule.. I lost it"

The office lady looked unfazed, looked at her computer monitor and began
typing while I continued to witness this small blond boy sucking away at
the principals cock and balls. The kid then stopped sucking for a second
and looked up lovingly at the disgusting fat principal, who was in his late
50's.

"Kiss my fuck stick kid" the principal commanded. As directed the kid
slowly kissed the mans cock head then licked the shaft.

"Mr. Jacobson... Hello? Here is your schedule, you better get to class" The
office lady said, breaking my gaze once again.

I grabbed my schedule and headed out the door. I still couldn't believe
what I was seeing... a fat old disgusting man getting his cock sucked by a
beautiful 11 year old and the kid looked like he was fully enjoying
it. What an amazing sight!

I grew hard again, but I knew I made to make it to class now so I looked
down at schedule, which read as this follows:

World History - Kirby (102) Algebra -Wilson (206) Gym - Merrimack (212)
    Lunch & Recess (105) US History - Shively (117) Literature - Green
(201) Sex Ed. - Steele (205) General Science - Montoya (110)

Part 5: World History

Navigating the hallways that were vaguely familiar to me twenty years ago,
I finally found my way to room 102, which was Mr. Kirby's world history
class.

Entering the classroom, Mr Kirby broke his lecture and directed his
attention toward me and my tardiness.

"Well Well... look who decided to show up. Do you have a hall pass Henry?"
He asked.

"No. I'm sorry." I replied with my head down.

"Come see me after class Henry".  Kirby directed in a stern voice, looking
disapointed.

I took the only empty seat and Mr. Kirby continued on with his lecture.

"As I was saying before, please everyone open your books to Page 52 of your
text" Kirby directed.

All the kids took their text books out and began to turn to the correct
page. That's when I realized I didn't have my book and Mr. Kirby also
noticed.

"Henry, if you don't have your book please pair up with Thomas and move
your desks together." Advised Mr. Kirby

We did as he suggested and moved our desks together so I could follow along
in his book.  Thomas was a good looking 12 year old kid of average weight
and height. He had medium length brown hair, very fair skin and green
colored eyes that really could capture you. I remembered him from my
previous dimension as well, he was a very straight kid, who always dated a
lot of girls in high school, he also would eventually become captain of the
football team.

Mr Kirby continued on with his lecture.

"Now... when we last left off we had talked about the Greeks and their
conquest of ancient Europe. Previously, before the rise of the Greeks there
had existed a very long held tradition of what we call today as
"hetrosexuality" or straight intercourse, which as we know today is banned
and not accepted. The Greeks, brought forward into the world, the today's
common and accepted practice which is homosexuality. " Mr. Kirby paused for
a second and took a drink of his water bottle.

Turning back again toward the class he then asked, "Does anyone know why
homosexuality was and still is believed to be the superior form of sex?"

About 15 hands rose simultaneously and Kirby pointed toward a fat red
headed kid who was wearing a pink belly shirt covered in glittery that said
"Gay Pride" on it.

"Because its what separates us from animals sir." The kid answered.

"And why is that" retorted Mr Kirby.

"Because.... animals only have sex for mating, but humans have sex for love
and pleasure" The fat red headed kid answered again.

"Exactly. As intelligent and superior beings, us humans know that sex is
about so much more than just having children, it is about pleasure and
love, and it's also about using our minds. Gay sex embodies this belief to
the fullest. This is exactly what the Romans thought and why we still think
this today".

"Also, once we discovered more about evolution, we found that having
straight sex produced children out of sexual passion and not out of ideal
selection. Banning of this practice allows society to control the birthing
process and engineer it's citizens of the future.

As Mr. Kirby was saying this, I felt a hand on my crotch slowly start
rubbing up and down. It was Thomas, and he shyly blushed as I looked at
him. I grew rock hard, all 4 inches of boy cock springing to attention.

Playing along, I reached next to him and placed my hand his groin feeling
him up as well. I found his little 3 inch boner and rubbed it softy through
his pants feeling it's small shape and size. Before we could continue, our
rubbing was broken however my Mr Kirby's loud voice.

"Boys! Pay attention! Hands off each others little cocks and eyes up here!"
Kirby yelled at us.

Thirty minutes later when class was finally over, Mr Kirby called me to his
desk as everyone was shuffling out the door.

"So Henry, you know that if you are late you have to have a hall pass
right?" He asked me sternly.

"Ummm yes Mr. Kirby" I replied.

"Good. So you know then that the punishment for tardiness without a hall
pass is 30 wacks right?" He questioned again.

I didn't know how to respond other than to say "Yes".

Satisfied with my answer he then positioned my hands on his desk, and
swiftly bent down and pulled down my jeans and underwear in one motion
revealing my smooth thirteen year old behind.

SMACK SMACK SMACK. He started to spank me hard. It felt like it lasted
forever, but in reality it was most likely only 45 seconds. When he was
done he took out a jar of lotion and applied it all over my now red butt
cheeks with care, not missing a single spot. Before he was done, he even
spreaded my cheeks and applied a liberal amout of lotion to my boy hole
while fingering me slightly.

I moaned and he learned over and whipered in my ear, "fuck you're such a
hot little slut"

With that, he pulled up my undies and jeans, gave me a playful pat on the
behind and let me leave.

"Wow that was strange... but HOT" I thought.

Next class up was Algebra, which was actually quite normal. The only thing
out of place was Mr. Wilson's tie that had shapes of penises all over
it. Other than that, it was just a normal math class.

After we left the class, I was feeling great. Since I was actually about
twenty years older than I was in this dimension, the courses were coming
really easy and even more great was that fact that I was just a normal gay
kid in a gay world. Life was awesome! I couldn't wait to see what the rest
of my day brought.

Gym Class:

I looked down at my schedule and headed toward the gym. Gym was never my
best class, but I was curious to see how it had changed in this new
dimension. When I got to the gym, I noticed all the boys were heading into
the lockeroom first so I decided to followed them.

The lockeroom looked much different then how I remembered it. Instead of
the old rows of lockers the lockers, they were now all lined up against the
wall so there was very little privacy and in the middle of the room was a
big bin of what looked like jockstraps.

Standing back and observing, I saw that the boys were undressing until they
were completely naked, putting their clothing in their locker, then they
were going to the middle of the room to grab a jockstrap out of the
bin. Then the boys were putting the jockstrap on, and leaving the locker
room, with nothing else on!

I couldn't believe my eyes... they were just going out to the gym in a
jockstrap??

Still unsure, I watched a few more boys repeating the same steps and even a
few boys helping each other into their jockstraps with their hard-ons
bouncing up and down. Finally, I decided to join everyone else and decided
to undress. My dick was instantly hard as I walked to the bin and took out
a dirty jockstrap and put it on, slapping my hard on to my lower belly.

"Ok Boys! Great to see everyone this morning." Yelled the gym teacher.

"We are going to continue our matches today. Just like last time, I am
going to pair you up with another boy and you will take a mat. When I blow
the whistle the first time you will assume the stance and when I blow the
whistle the next time you will begin your match.  Winner is the first one
to have his cock in the losers asshole for a full five minutes. When all
matches are complete, we will take five minutes to allow the winner to have
his customary fucking of the loser for five minutes before picking new
partners... "Ok Boys?"

All the boys nodded their heads.

To be continued...