Date: Wed, 31 Jan 2007 00:27:27 -0800 (PST)
From: humbug humbugger <humbuged@yahoo.com>
Subject: In Paradiso - Part 1

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Author's Note: The following story is fiction and has scenes of guys
getting naked.

I'm new at this and after years of reading the stories from the net and
books, I thought of testing out if I can write something people would
enjoy. Send in your thoughts to my e-mail address; humbuged@yahoo.com ^_^

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IN PARADISO by humbuged


PART 1


"SHIT!" He slapped the side of his neck then looked to see if he managed to kill
the bloodsucking monster. Seeing the black smear on his palm, he wiped his hand
on his pants. At this rate, he'll be lucky to have a drop of blood in his body.
"Damn mosquitoes," he growled and started to walk up the path again. He hated
this place. Whose bright idea was it to make a college on an ISLAND?

      Cole Brennan couldn't believe his ears when he heard that he was going to
be sent to study abroad in a special place across the South China Sea. He didn't
want to go anywhere. He was plenty happy being where he was. All this trouble
happened when he had told his deep secret to the person he trusted most in the
world. He had told his mother about how he was able to lift objects. His mother
just laughed and told him that she noticed how big his muscles were getting with
all of the workout that he's been doing. Cole thought it was better to give an
example so he lifted the coffee cup that she was drinking from the table. The
cup hovered a few inches above the table surface. His mother looked at it. then
turned to look at Cole who was standing at the doorway to the kitchen, 6 feet
away from the table.

      He had expected shouts and words like "freak" but his mother just looked
at him then. For a few days she pretended like it never happened. Cole thought
it his mother had taken it very good. She never treated him differently than
before. She still smiled and told Cole that he was her precious little boy. Cole
was relieved at first until the day when men with black suits and black
sunglasses came to their house a week after that.

      "Is this the Brennan Residence?" asked one of the men as Cole opened the
door.

      "Yeah," Cole eyed him warily. "Who're you?"

      "We're with the Subhuman Retrieval Unit. We're here because someone called
us informing that one of their family members is a Subhuman?" he said as he
looked down at me.

      His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Cole turned only to look at
my mother standing behind him, a sad smile on her face.

      "Cole," she said in a soft tone, "they're here to take you to a better
place. A place where you can be a better person."

      "W-what?! Mom, I -- I can't believe you did this!" Cole felt as if he had
a knife sticking out of his back. "I don't want this, I'm NORMAL!"  He felt his
eyes watering and it took all his control not to lose it then and there.

      Carol Brennan looked straight into her son's blue eyes that were now red
with anger and said, "Cole, you need help. There are people out there who can
help you." She bent down to lift a bag. With her voice wavering, she had said,
"These are all the clothes that you'll need, sweetie," and closed the door on
him.

      The memory of what happened the day before was still fresh in his mind.
His mother's betrayal. Worse, what she thinks of him. A freak. Cole rubbed his
face, trying to wipe of the sweat and tear that trickled down his cheek. He
stopped short as he came to the end of the path he was walking on and looked at
what was in front of him. A huge iron gate that would probably crushes him if it
dropped down on him. It was surrounded by a wall of bamboo on either side. On
the other side of the gate was a mansion. Or at least he thought it was a
mansion. It looked more like a castle or something. Suddenly, the gates opened,
making Cole jump. Then the bamboo stalk to his right screamed at him, "Are you
Cole Brennan?"

      Holy shit, Cole thought, I'm going crazy already. He looked more closely
and saw a small speaker on the bamboo stalk. "Uhm, yes -- er, Mr. Bamboo, sir."

      "That's PROFFESSOR SUKUN to YOU, boy!" the bamboo roared. "Now, walk up to
the mansion and just open the door. Then get to the Green Room. IMMEDIATELY!"

      Not wanting any of the other plant life to scream at him, Cole briskly
walked up to the mansion straining his muscles with the heavy bag he's carrying.
When no one answered the door, he opened it and looked inside. It was much
bigger than it looked. Cole caught a whiff of fragrant smells from the bright
colored flowers in delicate porcelain vases, from the flowers hanging down from
the beams atop of the ceiling, heck from the flowers everywhere. Feels more like
being in a resort, Cole mused. He walked across the hallway and came to a large
room filled with furniture. There was a big L shaped sofa in the middle, a
square bamboo table with a glass surface and some bamboo chairs that were
scattered about. The whole room had a relaxed and casual kinda feel to it.

      Cole was trying to figure out if he was sent here to study or just soak up
the sun and surf the waves when he saw someone coming into the room from another
hallway to his left.

      "Oh!" the guy looked up from the magazine he was reading as he was
entering the room. "Who're you?" he asked. Before Cole could answer the guy
exclaimed, "Oh YEAH! You're the new guy who's going to be studying here." He
smiled at Cole and offered his hand.

      Cole took the other guy's hand and waited. "Uhm, and you are?"

      "Oh, haha, silly me. My name is Khairil. Khai for short." He grinned at
Cole. "Wow, you look like you swam over here to the island."

      Cole looked at his sweaty clothes plastered to his body. "Whatever, man.
Look, I'm tired. Can you just tell me where the Green Room is? Professor Sukun
told me to meet him there." Cole gave Khai an irritated look.

      "Sure, just go through there and it'll be the door on your left," Khai
gave Cole another one of his smiles.

      Cole looked at Khai for a moment, then noticing that he was still holding
Khai's hand, let go of it. "Thanks." Cole walked off following the directions
that Khai gave, lugging his bag with him. Cole looked back at Khai lounging on
the sofa reading his magazine and noticed that he was just wearing beach shorts,
exposing his muscled chest. Cole made a mental note to wear that way after
taking a much needed shower later.

      He the room and proceeded to open the door when a loud voice screamed from
the room. "CLOSE THAT DOOR AND KNOCK BEFORE YOU ENTER!"
Cole jumped back and closed the door.

      "Geez," Cole muttered, "this guy sure loves to scream." He put down his
bag then knocked the door.

      "COME IN!"

      Cole opened the door again and came into the room. An old bald man with a
long white beard sat behind the table in the middle if the room. He wore a suit
that made him look slightly younger but not very much. Cole looked around the
room and knew why they called the room the "Green Room". There were plants
EVERYwhere! There was some on the walls, on the beams up the ceiling, and in
large clay pots all over the room. Cole heard the old man cough and looked back
at him.

      "Now, young man. You DO know why you were brought HERE?" his steely grey
eyes scrutinizing Cole.

      "Yeah, my mom thinks I'm a freak and she wants to get rid of me," Cole
said with anger in his voice.

      "To LEARN!" He slammed his fist on the table, causing Cole to jump. Just a
little. "You were brought here to learn to USE your talents and CONTROL them.
Now, SIT!"

      Cole sat on one of the chairs in front of the table and looked at the old
man, trying not to look intimidated.

      "If you are not yet aware, I am PROFFESSOR SUKUN. SOO-KOON." He paused,
giving Cole a hard look. "Here in this college, you will be taught the ways of
honing your Subhuman talents --" he broke off as Cole gave a little rueful
laugh.

      The Professor stood up and reaches across the table to grab Cole by his
collar. "I will NOT tolerate disobedience, boy!" he screamed at Cole. Recovering
from the shock, Cole grabbed the old man's wrists and pulled at it to make him
let go. Only, he couldn't. Cole didn't even make the old man budge a millimeter.
The old man gave Cole a menacing grin.

      "Do not THINK that because of my age, you can BEST me, boy. Now you can
either sit there quietly and listen to what I say," he gripped Cole's collar
tighter, "or you can sit there and listen to me after I've stapled your lips
together, HMM?"

      Cole's Adam's apple bobbed and he sat down on the chair slowly. Professor
Sukun let go of Cole's collar and sat back on his chair, still giving Cole a
hard look. Opening a drawer from under his table, the professor spoke to boy.

      "This is a rule book for you to MEMORIZE." He slammed the book on the
table and motioned for Cole to take it. "Over here, we always follow RULES.
FAILURE to FOLLOW the rules will result in extremely painful PUNISHMENTS." The
professor punctuated the last word with a slam of his fist on the table. "In
that book, you will also find your class SCHEDULES. Be in class ON TIME, Mr.
Brennan and hopefully, you will survive in this school." Cole could only nod.
Professor Sukun stood up and went around the table. "One more thing, Mr.
Brennan. NO SHOES ALLOWED IN THIS HOUSE!" He kneeled in front of Cole, took both
of Cole's shoes off his feet and then opened the window and threw Cole's shoes
out.

      "What the fu --" Cole started to sit up but then sat back down when the
old man gave him another steely look. He went to the door, holding it open. Cole
stood and walked quickly out of the room carrying his bag.

      "Your assigned room is the Hibiscus Room, Mr. Brennan. FIND it. Classes
start TOMORROW." He slammed the door in front of Cole's face.

      "Crazy motherfuc. . ." Cole straightened his collar then walked away
quickly from the door just as he heard it opening again. Damn. What the hell had
he gotten himself into? All the pretty furniture must be to cover up what this
place was really supposed to be. A place to put the crazies in. He wasn't
looking at where he was going when he almost rammed into Khai.

      "Whoah!" they both said in unison. Cole's bag hit the floor as well as
Khai's magazine and they were both holding on to each other. Cole looked down at
Khai's sun bleached brown hair.

      "Hey, watch where you're going, man!" Cole said, scowling at Khai.

      Cole saw a flicker of anger in Khai's brown eyes but then he smiled and
let go of Cole. "Sorry my friend," he said, "I guess I need to pay attention
when I'm walking." Cole felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment, knowing he
should have done that too.

      "You were walking in a real hurry, Cole. Do you know where you're going?"
Khai asked.

      "Uhm. . ." Cole scratched his head.

      Khai grinned. "Where's you're room?"

      "The old ma -- Professor Sukun told me my room is the Hibiscus Room?"

      "Oh, hey! That's just across from my room. I was just heading back. Follow
me." Cole followed Khai as he walked off. From behind Khai, Cole's eyes drifted
downward and settled at Khai's shorts. Cool looking design, Cole thought as he
looked at how snug the garment was.

      "Thanks," Khai said.

      Cole's eyes went wide and he looked at the back of Khai's head. Damn, he
must have said that out loud. Khai stopped on his tracks then turned to face
Cole. Cole blinked and asked Khai, "Are we there yet?" Hmm, did his voice come
out too rough?

      "Yep, this one over here is your room." Khai pointed to a door with an odd
flower pattern on it. "And this one over here is my room." Cole looked at the
door across from his room and saw Khai's room and recognized the flower pattern
on it.

      "The Rose Room?"

      Khai gave Cole his wide grin again. "Yup! Here, lemme give you a tour of
your room." He reached for the door knob and opened the Hibiscus Room's door.
Khai told him where the bathroom was and that there's a small kitchenette in his
room and where the ironing boards are and all that.

      "So, I'll leave you to settle into your room now. Hope you'll like it
here, Cole." Khai said as he walked out of the room.

      "Yeah and...thanks, Khai." Khai looked at Cole for a moment then smiled
before closing the door. Cole walked to where he dropped his bag and started to
unpack his bag when he started remembering about his mom again. His chest
constricted and he zipped up the bag then kicked it aside. Pfft, he'll unpack
later. What he needed now was a shower. He striped his sweaty clothes off and
padded into the bathroom, naked. He got into the stall and turned on the water.
He stood there under the stream, letting the water run down his back. A groan
escaped his throat as the water started to get warm and Cole felt his muscles
relaxing a little.

      "Mmmmm, yes," Cole said under his breath, "now, this I can get used too."
Cole grabbed the soap and started to clean his body with it. When he got to his
crotch, he felt a little stir. With all the stress, he could use a little
relaxation. A good wank would do his nerves well, he thought. Cole rubbed the
soap between his palms to lather them up real good. He grabbed his cock with one
hand and started to slowly stroke it. His cock soon grew longer and he used both
hands now. Cole closed his eyes and let the sensations take over him. The warm
water slid down his spine to his butt cheeks. His hands was working his cock and
stroking it in a medium pace.

      He can feel his blood pumping through his cock, making it pulse. Cole
looked down and took one hand off of his cock. He rubbed his cock head and
played with the piss slit with his index finger. Cole knew his precum would be
pouring out of his cock. Cole always loved watching the fluid drip out and he
would play with it, lubricating his cock head and sometimes even tasting it. His
precum almost didn't have any flavor. It tasted kind of sweet, just a little
bit. Cole rubbed his index finger on his lips then stuck out his tongue to
taste. Mmmm, yeah he can taste the sweetness. His cock got harder as his was
beginning to stroke it faster.

      Cole couldn't help but gave out a whimper. God, thank you for
masturbation. Cole knew his orgasm was close. His moans were getting a bit
louder. He opened his eyes to look. One of his hands was now kneading his balls
while the other was stroking his cock. Cole opened his mouth in pleasure as he
feels his muscles convulse.

      "Fuckkkkkkkmmmmmmmmmm!" Cole tried to keep his voice down as his spunk was
shot all over the shower stall floor. White thick streams of semen kept pouring
out of his cock. His hand gripped his cock and his knees buckled. After 6, no 9
shots, he gasped, catching his breath. His body spent from the orgasm that he
just had. Cole washed away his cum from the floor and after a few minutes went
out of the bathroom. He dried himself off with his towel then looked at the bed.
Man, he was tired. He needed a little nap. The unpacking can wait for later, he
thought. Cole jumped onto the bed and made himself comfortable. After a few
minutes, his eyes were closed and he was dead to the world.

      "Cole? Cole! COLE!!!" Someone was shouting in his ear.

      "HUH?? What the hell?" Cole sat up on bed then looked around, disoriented.
"Where the hell am I?" he asked the guy who was standing beside the bed.

      The guy grinned at him. "Hey, I've been trying to get you to wake up!. You
must've been very tired. You missed dinner, man!" Cole's stomach growled, just
to confirm that he did missed dinner. The guy grinned again, "Don't worry, I've
taken the liberty to ask the cook to pack you up some food." He pointed to a
styrofoam container on the side table of the bed.

      Cole looked more closely at the guy then remembered who it was. "Oh, it's
just you, Khai. Thanks for the fo -- " Cole had a stricken look on his face. He
remembered where he was. He was in bed after he had gotten out of the shower. He
was also very naked. He grabbed the pillow behind him and put it between his
legs to cover up. "Fuc -- Khai, you could've knocked, man!"

      Khai just gave a little chuckle. "Cole, it's not like I haven't seen a
dick before. I have one too, y'know."

      "Whatever, man!" Cole jumped out of the bed and grabbed the towel on the
floor. "You can't just come inside someone's room without knocking."

      "Oh, like you did earlier in the Green Room?" Khai smirked at him.

      Cole glared at the olive skinned guy. "Yeah, well, again, thanks for the
food. Now get out," he bit.

      "Okay, okay!" Khai held his arms in front of him as if trying to calm Cole
down. He opened the door and headed out.

      "Next time you wanna come in," Cole said, holding the door," try knocking
first."

      "I guess it's true what they say."

      Cole slanted an eyebrow. "Huh? True about what?"

      Khai had a smirk on his face as he said, "That westerners have big
packages." He looked down between Cole's legs, then looked back at Cole then
covered his mouth as he laughed all the way into his room. Cole slammed the door
real hard. Fuckin IDIOT, he thought. What, now it's a crime to have big dicks?
Screw him. So what if he got an eyeful. Cole bet Khai's dick wasn't even as long
as his thumb, that's why he was jealous. Cole looked at the door and scowled.
Hah! Jealous PRICK!

      He opened the styrofoam pack and made a face. Noodles? YUCK. Man, what
kind of place is this? Sure the decor was fancy but the people and the food was
fucked up. He took the plastic fork and ate a bite of noodles. Okay, so the
decor AND the food was nice. He still didn't like the people though, he thought
as he wolfed down the noodles. Oh, it even has pieces of chicken in it. Yum!
Cole was munching down and walked across to the window. He was about to close
his jaw on another bite when he stopped. He looked at the sight out of the
window.

      Beautiful, he thought, as he looked at the beach. He can hear the sound of
waves crashing onto the beach. He could smell the salty sea air. Wow. He'd trade
this with the car fumes in the city, any day, Cole thought. He finished his food
then put the packet on the tables close by then opened the window. He sighed as
he felt the cooling breeze hit his skin and play with his blond hair. Angry
streaks of red colored the sky. The sun was slowly sinking into the sea and
taking with it the day light. As Cole looked on he thought of his life. His
mother has sent him to this beautiful prison, he thought with a frown. He had
told her his secret, hoping that she would accept him and here he is now. A
castaway in this desolate island.

      Fury welled up inside him. It wasn't his fault he was like this. If only
they could've accepted him and let him live normally. FUCK IT! He didn't need
family. He vowed not to think about them ever again then suddenly stiffened. He
heard something. He turned around. There it was again! Cole walked away from the
window. A voice? He looked at the door. Was it Khai? No, wait, it's coming from
the bed. He walked up to the bed.

      "...you're so...uckin..."

      Cole pressed his ears to the wall.

      "...Aaaah!...ck me, plea..."

      He heard something like slapping and thumping.

      "...I'm so clos..."

      Cole's eyes widened as it finally hit him. The people on the other side of
the room were having SEX!

      "...erey, you're gonna make me cum, baby!..." This voice sounded like it
belonged to a young and energetic guy.

      "...cummi...I'm CUMming!!..." This one was a deeper, richer tone of voice.

      They sounded like they both had finished their orgasms. There was a moment
of silence. Cole tried to listen harder. Were they talking now?

      "...hink anyone knows tha...re fuckin each other?..."

      "...on't really give a shi...f they found out...ove fuckin your tight
little ass..."

      This was followed by some laughter and giggles. Then silence. After some
time, Cole straightened and looked at the wall. He just heard two guys having
sex on the other room. He wondered who they were. Could it be one of the
teachers and one of the students in this place? Cole slid back down on the bed
and thought to himself. An old man who screamed his lungs out and strong as an
ox. A weird Asian guy who think guys with big dicks are funny. Rooms where
students and teachers have sweaty sex in. Cole looked up at the ceiling and
muttered, "Welcome to Paradiso College for Subhuman Higher Learning... " not
noticing that his towel had opened and his cock was jutting out pointing
straight up.

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