Date: Mon, 2 May 2005 11:21:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chaos Wolf <chaoswolf04@yahoo.com>
Subject: Beyond the Closet Part 2

Disclaimer: The following is an erotic story of a homosexual nature. Please
do not read if you are a minor or if it is illegal where you live to do
so. Remember to think smart and use protection. The following is the second
chapter in the "Beyond the Closet" series which is based on a dream I
had. If this sounds like something you want to read, be my guest and
read. If it is not, go back and look for another story to read.

	Beyond the Closet, Part 2

      Days passed and I learned much about this new reality I found myself
in.

      My name was Kenta Stephen Hayami. My middle name was the same as it
was in my reality. My reality. Will I ever see it again? My new reality was
very annoying thus far. Whenever my mom or dad asked me something, I
replied in Japanese without thinking. It was my voice, but Japanese words
came out flawlessly. My eyes and hands also betrayed me. What was
previously without understanding was now without difficulty. I read
Japanese as clear as English. Thoughts entered my mind, telling me to
write. I began to write Japanese, not English. I knew English as flawlessly
as Japanese, but in this environment, it was a side of me that I didn't
think was possible. Not that I had complaints. I thought it was great
having an obvious cultural heritage because in my previously reality, we
really didn't have a culture except for religion.

      As far as the frosty abilities I now had, my parents remained quiet
about it. That too was flawless and my parents would complain that I made
it cold in the room. With a thought I released my chilly hold on my room to
bring it back in sync with the rest of the house. If I was different, was
Heath different aside from the fact he was dead? I checked yearbooks and
saw that I was the only one that changed as far as I could tell. Soon
school began again. I was ill prepared for what would happen.

      People at school looked at me and muttered. One of my classmates,
Jenna, embraced me and said, "Oh, Kenny, we heard about Heath and what
happened to you. At least you're alive." I wondered if this Heath was the
original Heath or this reality's Heath. I didn't know, but I knew what it'd
feel like if I lost him and said, "Thanks." School was just like it was in
my original reality so two and two still equaled four just as the Union
defeated the Confederacy during the Civil War. There was just one thing,
what about my abilities?


      I was eating with Jenna like I usually do. Amazing that as different
as I was, that was something that had not changed. I asked her, "What about
these abilities I have?" I took a Jell-O cube and made it into a flavored
ice cube. She said, "I've heard rumors that you've been having selective
amnesia. Okay, I'll tell you. It happened during assembly a couple of years
back. There was an odd smell, but we still don't know what really
happened. Government agencies. You understand. We just know that the
assembly was just the beginning." I knew about that assembly, but nothing
happened aside from the smell. The physics of this reality must have
allowed the development of this strangeness. She went on. She sipped her
tea and said, "The guys, just students, began to develop these strange
abilities. You developed ice abilities, Heath developed the ability of
ventriloquism. He could mimic any voice he had heard and speak with that
voice and he could also bounce a voice off any object without moving his
lips. Some abilities made sense and others were ironic. Take Brandon our
quarterback here. Hey Brandon!" Brandon Collins, who was still a stud,
pointed to himself and said, "Yea. What's up? Tough break about Heath, huh
Kenny. I know he was a friend of yours." Jenna said, "Show him your
ability." Brandon said, "He's seen it before lots of times." She said,
"He's forgotten certain things. He's totally forgotten about Lee High's
hype students." She leaned in and said, "That's what y'all call
yourselves. I don't like it because it reminds me of Hyperactivity
Disorder, but it's what you guys chose." Brandon said, "I like it. Sounds
like were are just full of energy. All right, I'll show you."

      There was a puff of smoke which lasted only a second and I couldn't
see Brandon. I said, "Where are you?" Brandon called out, "Just a sec." I
then saw a small figure fly up and land on the table. The figure, clearly
male, was roughly six inches tall. It was Brandon. He was clothed like
normal, but sprouting from his back were four insect like wings: two large
and two small underneath them. He was a fairy? He leaned against the ice
tea bottle and looked down. There was some grapes. He took one and clutched
it like a football. He said, "Look at me the fairy football quarterback"
Fairy? Brandon was tightlipped about his orientation. Some people call gays
fairies. I don't like the word, but I couldn't help, but nearly laugh at
the pun. He flew back down and returned to normal size, sans wings. Jenna
said, "Thank you." Brandon said as he sat down, "Sure thing." I asked her,
"When does that come in handy?" She smiled and said, "Oh you'll be amazed
at what's behind tables and cabinets." He said, "Don't remind me."


      Very few abilities were repeated and even then there was a slight
difference. Jenna continued her lecture on hypes "Some are
heartwarming. There's Jeremy, you're special friend, who was afraid of
water. Here he comes now. It's about time." Special friend? He came over
with his lunch tray saying, "Long line, refilling stuff. Same old, same
old." He put his tray down and he embraced me and said, "If you want to
talk, you know where to find me." There was a glimmer in his eyes which
told me that his feelings went beyond simple friendship. I'll have to talk
to him about that later. Jenna said, "As I've said earlier, he's forgotten
some things." Jeremy's face contorted to one with alarm and he asked, "You
haven't forgotten that we're boyfriends, haven't you?" Ding, ding, ding!
Answer solved. So in this reality, I was already out of the closet and one
of my best friends was my boyfriend compared to my previous one where I was
still in it and wanted to experiment with one of my best friends. That
takes a load off my mind. At least the randomness didn't place me with a
guy who was not a friend. So what was his ability?

      Jeremy said, "I change into a fishman." I said, "You mean a merman."
He said, "No. You want to talk merman, talk to Peter Harrison over
there. He becomes the classic merman when he gets wet with sea water, but
he can control it in other waters. As for me, I become a humanoid fish
person, fully by choice. You have a pool, I'll show you some time." Our
high school seemed to be a freak show, but that was good. Who wants the
same boring high school. Having people who could do things or become
something was far better

      Weeks passed and my relationship with Jeremy Browning blossomed. I
was indeed out of the closet. My parents had no problem with the shonen-ai
pictures I drew of us, him in both forms, which I placed on my bulletin
board. Their concern was no different from other parents with a kid in
love. Yet every time I walked into the closet, I couldn't help but feel
guilty. Despite all the pleasant things about this reality, I still missed
my own.

      It was soon warm enough for swimming and my dad removed the tarp. I
invited him over for a swim one weekend afternoon when my parents were
out. Finally I was going to see what I had been promised.


      He came over a bag. Jeremy said I could. What would be in it? I
opened it and found a black speedo with a flame pattern on it. I took it
out and said, "This is cool. He smiled and said, "Glad you like it. You
liked it the moment you saw it. Want to go swimming?" I replied,
"Sure. Let's go change." The first time I thoroughly inspected my room, I
saw things that I didn't own in my other reality. I had a speedo of my
own. It was green. Jeremy said, "You got me hooked into wearing one. You
said it was snugger than trunks and you were right." We both removed our
clothes and put on the swimsuits. We then walked out to the pool hand in
hand.

      We dipped ourselves in my pool and swam a bit when I asked, "So when
are you going to transform?" He looked cross and smiled, "You sure are
impatient. Okay then." He swam back a bit and asked for a bit of
room. Whatever for? I can see that it's now. Jeremy's hair got shorter, all
of it, until there was not a hair on him. Bluish green scales started to
form all over his lithe body eventually covering his nipples. His ears
stretches and looked like fins. Webbing crept up between his fingers and
toes. My boyfriend gritted his teeth as four slits appeared on either side
of his neck. It took me awhile to realize that they were gills which soon
began moving in harmony. I looked at his elbows as fins grew from them as
well. A thin growth started to grow from the top of his head starting where
his hairline would have been and continued all the way down his back coming
to a stop less than an inch from the speedo. It was dorsal fin,
naturally. On either side, a line formed and reached all the way from his
head to his ankles. I remember learning that it was a lateral line which
help fish sense low vibrations.


      Jeremy, my boyfriend, the fish person spoke. He swam up to me like a
playful dolphin and said, "What do you think?" I replied, "I think it's
neat." I them placed my lips on his and he dragged us down under the
water. Something told me to calm down. We stayed lip-locked for several
seconds. I wasn't holding my breath, he was breathing for us. Man, what a
true friend. As long as my lips stayed attacked to his, we could stay down
here. What would it be like if I was like him and the two of us could make
love down here under the water. Then again, I'm not like him and certainly
can't stay down here forever. Jeremy pointed upward and we returned to the
surface. He got the first words, "What a rush dude, huh?" My mouth opened
to say something, but all I could muster was a nod. We then sat down on the
stools placed in the pool. My eyes roamed his scaly body, glistening with
moisture. I asked, "You're still male right?" He grabbed my hand and
whisked it off to his groin, "Does this feel like a male to you?" I
certainly felt movement. I said, "No need to get snippy. Remember I don't
know much." He moaned, "I wasn't getting snippy. I just thought I'd
surprise you. Want to get out now? I could sleep in this pool you know, but
I bet ya want to get out." I got out of the pool and my creature from the
queer lagoon came out. He said, "How much time do we have?" I said, "Let's
go see. Being underwater with you seemed to be an eternity." He smiled and
replied, "Just that fishy charm." We came into the kitchen and looked at
the time on the microwave. I said, "At least an hour." Jeremy said,
"Good. Want to fool around?" I decided swiftly. The last time I had come
close to fooling around was with Heath, so I hadn't done anything with
anyone since arriving in this reality. As long as we didn't go in the
closet we were safe.

Jeremy removed his speedo and he was as smooth down there as a dolphin. No
balls, no dick, nothing except a slit. I thought he was male. He grabbed my
hand again and placed it on his groin. Out of impulse, I rubbed it. Wait a
minute! Pinkness appeared. It was a cockhead. It grew into a full erection
and Jeremy sighed looking at it, "Well there's my merhood." I asked, "Does
it always do that?" My boyfriend said, "Yea, of course you'll only see my
dick because my balls are safe inside." I sneered, "Aren't you lucky." He
snickered, "Well I kick'll still hurt. So you want to fool around?" I
thought about it. My erection speaking louder than anything I might
say. All I could muster was a nod.

      I laid down on my bed and he casually removed my speedo laying it on
his. He spat on his erection making it slippery. I laid on my back and
braced for his entrance. I felt his head wait at my hole, waiting to be let
in. I let him in and he slid right in. He pistoned in and out, in and
out. I raised my legs to let him have an easier time. Jeremy leaned in and
we kissed. Sure he smelled a bit like fresh fish, but I didn't care. Lust
was in control. Our ecstasy was great as I gripped my hardon and jacked
it. My fishy boyfriend moved faster and faster. He let out a strange sound
and a second later, his semen found its way into my rear. I let out a cry
soon after and let my cum out. He leaned over for another kiss, but before
our lips could touch, I heard a creaking sound.

      We looked towards the closet and saw a male elven teenage wearing
somewhat contemporary clothes run out, "Kenny is that you?" My eyes popped
out, "Timothy?" He nodded. Jeremy withdrew himself and watched our
exchange. I grabbed him and said, "What's happened, what happened to me and
Heath?" He sobbed, "I'm sorry, but something happened as you two went back
to where you came from. I tried to move the wall, but it wouldn't
move. Only I knew things were different. I tried to cross over, but
couldn't until now. You have to come back with me." Jeremy and I looked at
each other. I said, "Come with you?" Jeremy said, "I need your help. In my
original reality, a scientist was conducting an experiment on the border
between worlds and screwed things up. He's still a scientist, but mythology
is modernized in this new reality." He gripped our hands and pulled us into
his reality before we knew what was going on.

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