Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2008 13:18:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sebastian Fforde <sebastianfforde@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jonathan Casts a Spell Chapter 2

Jonathan Casts a Spell

By Sebastian Fforde

(BB, teen, high school, romance, oral, anal)

This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you
aren't interested in reading sexually explicit love stories about high
school boys, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE interested, then
read on.

As I mentioned before, this is my attempt at a romantic story. Just a
little spooky treat for Halloween. It's going to take a few chapters before
things start heating up.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.

Jonathan Casts a Spell

Chapter 2

Alex was sitting in the passenger seat as Jonathan drove them through a
long winding road through the woods.  Jonathan smiled at him.

"I want to thank you for joining me on this little adventure, Alex. I don't
know too many other guys who would be brave enough to do this kind of thing
with me."

"Nothing really scary about it," Alex shrugged. "The place is just
abandoned, right?"

The truth was that Alex really was a little frightened about joining the
boy from the new age bookstore on a ghost hunt.

"Well, yeah. But it's still pretty sinister. You can really feel the
negative energy around that place. I'm glad you agreed to come out with
me. I wouldn't want to go there alone."

Alex began to notice that Jonathan's distinctive scent permeated the
interior of the car. It was the same mixture of musky boy fragrance and
whatever cologne or essential oil that Alex had first smelled on Jonathan
when they standing very close together in the bookshop. It was a scent that
Alex found very enticing.

As Jonathan was driving, Alex slowly leaned to his left so he could smell
Jonathan a little better. What am I doing? Alex wondered. Why do I want to
smell this stinky boy and his weird cologne, anyway?

Then Alex realized what it was – the boy must have been wearing some
sort of magic perfume! Some sort of scent that was designed to arouse
sexual desire – or maybe there were even pheromones mixed in! That was
why the girls at the bookstore kept flocking to Jonathan! It also must have
been why Alex found the boy's scent so – irresistible! It must have been
some pretty potent stuff if it worked on guys as well as girls!

"Hey Jonathan?"

"Yeah?"

"Uh, I was wondering," he asked awkwardly, "what kind of cologne are you
wearing? It smells really good. Cuz I'd like to get some myself."

Jonathan smiled. "It's my secret recipe. I invented it myself. It's made
from natural essential oils from the bookstore."

"It smells really sexy. I mean, uh, the girls probably think it's really
sexy."

"Think you can guess what I put in it? It's okay, you can get a little
closer. Take a sniff and see if you can tell me what's in the magic
potion."

Cautiously, Alex leaned over as far as the safety belt would allow and
began to sniff Jonathan's neck and shoulders.

"Ummm, let me guess, patchouli?"

"There's a little patchouli in there, but it's not the main component. What
else can you smell?"

Alex found himself straining against the safety belt to get closer to
Jonathan. He also found himself placing his right hand in his lap to hide
his erection. "Um, I don't know. I mean, it's blended really well. I can't
really tell what's in it."

"Well, so far you've got a good nose! You picked out the patchouli. I'll
give you a hint. The base is ambergris."

"I don't know what ambergris is." Alex inhaled more deeply, smelling as
much of Jonathan as he could. "Mmmm, maybe lavender? It's really nice."
The more time Alex spent sniffing Jonathan, the more aroused he
became. Gosh, this is embarrassing, he thought. He wished his erection
would go down. He didn't want Jonathan to think he was getting turned-on
from the cologne!

"You want me to mix you up a batch?"

"Yeah, that would be really cool."

"Oh look, we're almost there."

Jonathan had turned off a side road and after a minute they came to a wide
open clearing. In the clearing were five very old stone buildings. Their
windows and doors were boarded up. The grass around the buildings was
yellowed and overgrown. It looked like a very lonely, desolate place.

Jonathan pulled up in front of the largest building and parked the
car. There was a demolished sign in front of the building. Alex could
barely make out the words WESTGATE ORPHANAGE on the sign.

The boys got out of the car. Even though it was a sunny autumn day, a chill
ran through Alex's bones as he surveyed the abandoned orphanage.  "It's
really sad," Jonathan said, "to think about all those poor kids who had to
live here."

"Yeah," Alex agreed, looking around at the scene. They really were in the
middle of nowhere. "It's like they wanted a place to just dump those kids
and forget about them."

Jonathan took the Ouija board out of the back seat and the boys began to
walk through the grounds. They headed towards one of the smaller buildings
near the edge of the woods.

All of a sudden, a ghost hunt seemed like a really bad idea to Alex. He
desperately wanted to go home, but he didn't want Jonathan to think that he
was frightened. He didn't want the older boy to laugh at him and think he
was a chicken.

 "We should definitely be able to pick up some vibrations here, maybe even
get some sort of communication through the Ouija board," Jonathan
said. Then he pointed to an empty field near the smaller building.  "That
area over there is filled with unmarked graves. A lot of the kids are
buried back there," Jonathan added. Alex felt his blood run cold.

The words BOYS DORMITORY were carved over the small building that Jonathan
was heading towards. "This building's the easiest to get into; cuz the
board on the basement window is already torn off," Jonathan explained.

Alex followed Jonathan around the back of the building until they got to
the basement window.

"You hold the Ouija board while I climb in," Jonathan said. Alex took the
Ouija board and watched as Jonathan climbed into the basement window and
jumped several feet down to the floor.

Alex cautiously peered into the darkness before he handed the Ouija board
to Jonathan. The room that Jonathan had climbed into was some sort of a
storeroom. Alex could see storage boxes filled with files. Some previous
explorers had torn some of the boxes open and scattered the files all over
the floor. Alex could also see some old black and white photographs of the
orphans scattered on the floor as well. The photos looked like mug shots.

Alex and scraped his wrist on the edge of the window when he climbed
through.

"Ouch!"

Jonathan took the boy's hand and inspected the injury. "Are you ok?" he
asked. There was a look of concern in Jonathan's eyes as he held the boy's
hand in his.

"Yeah, I'm ok. Just hurts, that's all. But it looks worse than it feels."

"I have a clean handkerchief. Let me bandage it up for you."

Jonathan took a little bottle of hand sanitizer out of his pocket and
cleaned the wound for Alex. The alcohol stung a bit, but Alex tried not to
grimace. Then Jonathan carefully bandaged the boy's wrist.

Alex looked at Jonathan. "Are you sure you want to do this? The séance, I
mean."

"Yeah, let's do it. That is, if you're feeling up to it. We came all this
way. Let's try a little séance with the Ouija board. From all the reports
I've read the most haunted place is the playroom. Let's do it there. Follow
me."

Alex followed Jonathan through the mazelike darkness of the boarded-up
dormitory. Eventually they found the playroom on the second floor.

The room seemed very cold. Alex looked around nervously. The walls were
decorated with a mural that was faded and peeling. It probably had been
painted by the orphans who had once lived there. It was a positively
terrifying scene of elves and leprechauns frolicking in a field. The
leprechauns and elves in the mural looked rather demented. There was a
child-sized rocking chair in one corner of the room. It was a very lonely
place.

Alex had seen a few TV shows about the paranormal, and he remembered that
the ghost investigators always talked about cold spots. For the first time,
Alex understood what they were talking about. He did feel the temperature
drop when they entered the room. He also found it very hard to convince
himself that he was not being watched. He knew he did not want to be in
that room for any longer than he had to be.

Jonathan pulled the Ouija board out of his backpack and set it on the floor
between them. He placed the planchette in the center of the board. Jonathan
sat down on the floor and gently placed his fingers on one side of the
planchette. Alex did the same on the other side, being especially careful
about the bandage on his wrist.

"Okay. Is anybody here in this room with us?" Jonathan asked in a soft, yet
commanding voice.

Slowly, the planchette began to move underneath their fingers, seemingly on
its own accord. Jonathan read aloud the letters it spelled out.

"M-I-L-O. Milo. Hello, Milo. Are you an orphan? I mean, were you an
orphan?"

The planchette spelled out another word. The boys read the letters aloud
together.

"T-R-I-C-K-S-T-E-R."

"Trickster? Okay, you're a trickster. But can we trust you?"

The planchette moved to the word YES.

"Okay, Alex, you go first. Ask Milo the Trickster your question."

"Do I have to say it aloud? It's kind of a private question."

"Just ask it silently then."

Alex silently asked `Milo' whether his love spell would work on Katie
MacMillan.

The planchette quickly slid over to the word NO.

Alex looked disappointed.

"Ask it another question, Alex. Try to be more specific."

Alex silently asked `Milo' if he was going to have a girlfriend before he
graduated high school.

Once again, the planchette slid over the word NO.

Alex frowned, beginning to perspire. It was cold in the room, but he was
starting to feel feverish. He silently asked `Milo' if he would ever find
true love.

The planchette hesitated a moment, and then slowly crawled over to the word
YES. Alex felt a little relieved.

Alex silently asked `Milo' who he was going to fall in love with.

The planchette moved away from the word yes, and then spelled out a
word. Alex read the letters aloud.

"B-O-Y."

Alex started to sweat even more. This was NOT the answer he wanted to hear!

"But I'm not gay!" Alex shouted aloud at `Milo'.

Shit! Alex thought. Now Jonathan knew exactly what he had been asking the
Ouija board!

Well, the cat was out of the bag. Alex figured it didn't matter anymore if
he continued his questions silently or aloud. "Are you sure that's right?"

YES.

"Uh, well, do I know who it is? Who the boy I'm gonna fall in love with
is?"

The planchette stayed on the word YES. It wouldn't budge.

"What's his name, then?"

At that point, the planchette slid out from under the boys' fingers and
shot across the room like a hockey puck. Alex jumped up and yelped with
fright. Even Jonathan was looking a very shaken up.

Alex was now cowering in the corner near the wall with the freakish
mural. He was shivering. "Jonathan, I wanna go home! This isn't any fun
anymore."

"Calm down, Alex. Relax."

"You moved it, didn't you? You knew what I was asking and you moved the
thing!"

"I didn't move anything, Alex! I had no idea what you were asking the Ouija
board! That was between you and Milo!"

He realized that Jonathan was right. He had been asking the questions
silently and there was no way Jonathan could know what he was
thinking. That was, unless Jonathan just made a lucky guess. Or was a mind
reader.

"You sure you didn't move it?"

"What do YOU think?"

Alex looked out at the room from the corner he was hiding in. He had to
admit that he really did feel some sort of presence in the room. It was an
awful feeling. The hair on the back of his neck was standing on end, and he
felt as though he was being watched. Then he looked at Jonathan. He could
tell from the boy's sincere expression that he had not moved the planchette
at all. Well, not consciously, at least. He could also tell that Jonathan
was almost as frightened as he was.

"Jonathan, I'm scared now! I'm really, really scared!"

"It's okay, Alex. I'm with you. I'm not gonna let anything bad happen to
you. Let's get out of here."

"Jonathan?"

"Yeah, Alex?"

"I want you to hold me. I want you to hold me right now. I want you to hold
me really tight and I don't want you to let go!"

Jonathan approached the shivering boy in the corner and put his arms around
him. Alex clung to the older boy, holding on for dear life.  Jonathan's
protective embrace was one of the most comforting feelings Alex had ever
experienced. He hid his face in Jonathan's soft, warm sweatshirt. He could
smell Jonathan's intoxicating scent more strongly than ever.

The two boys held onto each other for a very long time until they finally
had the courage to make their way back through the basement and back out
the way they came in.

To Be Continued

Are you enjoying my story? I hope you did. So far I've got two other
stories on Nifty, Tanner's Talent and Where's Willy. If you want to get to
know me a little better, feel free to email or chat with me. My Yahoo ID is
sebastianfforde.