Date: Sun, 31 Jan 2010 19:06:30 -0500
From: Steve <ftl33062@live.com>
Subject: Shape of Things to Come, Chapter 1

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Shape of Things to Come - Chapter 1

I - Awakening, part 1

There it is before me, young I assume, unaware and
vulnerable in all its nakedness. It is the first time I have
lain my eyes on one of these creatures; it is beautiful and
looks delicious. And I have eyes, two of them - - -

The human boy was just climbing from the pond. It was a warm
summer day with the sun high in the sky. Being nearly 14
there was nothing better than skinny dipping on a lazy
afternoon. Well, one thing would have been better, having a
friend or two to join in with him.

- - - besides the eyes, I have a torso. It has two
appendages at the top, one each jutting to a side, and
another two extending straight down from the bottom.
Strangely, there is a smaller appendage between these two,
and with a small pouch directly beneath it. I have taken the
form of this creature. `Success!' I think to myself.

II - The Boy

After climbing from the water the boy stretches his young
body out upon a large, flat rock to bask in the sun. He has
some thinking to do, so much is on his mind. Yes, in two
weeks he'll celebrate his 14th birthday, and his Mother is
insisting on throwing him a party. The problem is who to
invite. His Mother is insisting that he invite some girls,
yech.

He'd much rather do what he's done the past two years, have
a campout sleepover. He's just not interested in girls, yet.
At least that's what his Mother is telling him. But he knows
in his heart that there is more to it than that. The past
year both his body and his emotions have been changing. If
only he could figure it out.

The past few months he'd taken to masturbating with a
frenzy. Always in his mind is the vision of another boy,
usually his age, naked and beautiful, just as he is himself.
All he can think of is a long, lithe body with smooth
rounded buttocks, and a boy's cock. How dreamy and
delicious.

As his imagination takes hold, his young cock stirs to
attention. The tingling in his groin forces his left hand
down to grasp his cock and start stroking. The visions in
his mind turn to his friend Jimmy. Jimmy is one month
younger. Jimmy's long, brown hair and brown eyes are in
contrast to his own medium cropped, blond hair and blue
eyes.

But it's Jimmy's ass that he's envisioning. Just a few days
before, at this same pond, Jimmy and he had been skinny
dipping. He'd started salivating and gotten the hardest hard-
on ever when Jimmy had bent over displaying everything to
see. The smooth, round globes of flesh had parted showing
the sweet, pink hidden treasure between. Jimmy had bent over
so far that his small ball-sac and the tip of his cock came
into view underneath.

The boy had so wanted to grab hold, plant his face there and
never let go. He'd had to turn and jump into the pond so as
to avoid the embarrassment of his friend discovering his
apparent arousal.

The faster he stroked the more he envisioned Jimmy's ass and
how much he wanted it. To feel it, taste it, smell it. The
thought of sliding his tongue gently over it, then slowly
applying pressure to its center trying to gain entry was
bringing him close to release.

Months ago he'd mostly thought of cocks, boys' cocks. At
first touching them, comparing the feel, size and hardness
to his own. Then came the wanting to taste one, more than
one, first with just the tip of his tongue, but eventually
taking them into his mouth altogether. When he blew his
first load he had smelled and tasted it, and then came a
wanting to smell and taste another boy's load. It was all so
confusing how this had progressed and why he had such
feelings.

As all these images of boys' cocks, boys blowing their
loads, and Jimmy's sweet, delicious, hot ass poured through
his mind he felt his nut-sac pull tight. He felt he was on
the verge of a great explosion and it felt wonderful. God
how he loved this feeling and almost wished it could never
end.

He stroked faster and harder, now thinking of how his own
boyhood had smelled. Just the day before he'd placed his own
finger in his own ass. Man how that had made him cum.
Afterward, he'd taken his finger to his nose and inhaled. It
hadn't smelled at all like what he'd expected. It had been a
deep, warm, earthy, musky smell. Just the thought was taking
him over the edge. How he wanted to know if Jimmy smelled
like that. He pushed his finger once again in his own hole.
"Ugh" and he came with the most powerful explosion yet of
his young life.

III - Awakening, part 2

The creature is moving to a flat surface and laying itself
out prone. Probably to rest, or to let the warmth of the orb
in the sky evaporate the liquid off its surface area. I
think I remember other beings in my past exhibiting such
behavior. `My past! I have a past?' I think to myself.
Something tells me it will come to me in time.

But this next behavior seems new to me. I don't sense I've
ever observed it. The smaller appendage at the base of its
torso is growing, almost doubling in length and breadth. Now
the creature has grasped it with digits attached at the end
of one of its appendages and is pulling up and down its
length. Even stranger to me is that my small appendage too
has grown double its size in width and breadth. And I'm
sensing an urgency to grasp it with my digits and pull up
and down just as the creature is doing.

I'm now seeing visions of other creatures much like the one
before me. Strangely the visions are mostly of the small
appendages at the base of the torso and even one, most
pronounced, of the lower backside of a torso. There appears
to be a small pink opening in the center of a valley between
two rounded orbs. I feel a compulsion to want these things,
to desire them. I can sense I'm linking to this creature and
that it's something I'm supposed to do.

As I open myself to the link, my being is flooded with
images, then a form of communication used by these
creatures. Things start to coalesce so that I may pass among
them as one of their own.

My mouth is filling with liquid. I have a sense of taste,
and of smell. This sense in my nose, such pungency. I stroke
harder on my `cock'. How wonderful all this is and I don't
want it to stop. My link fully made, I'm compelled to force
a `finger' in my `butt-hole', the fullness, the pressure
bringing me such pleasure. "Ugh" and I `cum' with the first
explosion of my life.


That's it for Chapter 1. Please write and let me know what
you think. This is my first effort at posting a story. I do
know where I'm taking this, but your input and encouragement
will be greatly appreciated. Oh, and sex is not the main
purpose of this story, so some chapters may not contain any,
only if it is pertinent to the story line. Write me at
ftl33062@live.com Steven