Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2006 06:07:11 -0800 (PST)
From: john greene <riderjohn90@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Possesor, Jack (Chapter 3)

Author's Note:  I do not have these powers in real life, and
quite frankly would be very afraid if I thought anyone did.
These stories are just that, stories.  I neither wish to do
these acts or have them done to anyone in the real world.

Disclaimer:  This is fiction and fantasy and should be read
that way. If non consensual, gay sex offends you then read
no further.

                     The Possessor, Jack

     You might get the impression that I am a mean ruthless
person, without any human qualities.  That is not entirely
true.  I do use my abilities for other things than just
satisfying my sick twisted desires.  I have found it a good
way to supplement my income, help other people, and write
injustices.  Well, not often but on occasion.  This is one
of those occasions.
     Nick was new at the office.  He was about 18, maybe 19.
He worked as the go-boy as we called it.  His job was to run
all of the errands that the secretaries, personal assistants
now, did not want to or have the time to do.  He was not a
great looking kid, but he was not ugly.  He seemed slightly
feminine but was involved in all of the normal teen male
scenes.  He was not a sissy, just gave a vibe off.  He was
pretty well developed and obviously either worked out some,
or his previous employment was physical.  He was a little
short at about 5' 8" and maybe 130 pounds.  He had dark
black hair that had a definite luster that made it almost
radiant.  His eyes were a normal brown.  Basically other
than his hair, he was the type of person you would see and
never even remember 2 minutes later.
     He had been working for us for almost 3 weeks before I
became aware of him.  He brought me a package that was
marked urgent.  I looked up and almost dismissed him without
actually seeing him.  At this point in my life I had a nice
office with a large window.   It was the sun shinning on his
hair that caught my attention.  I watched him for the next
few weeks and saw that he had an unusually large numbers of
visits to Jack Talks's office.
     Jack was the founder's son and a total waste of air.
He was born with a silver spoon and knew it.  He also
expected every one else to know it too.  He was about 25,
straight out of college.  The gossips all said that old man
Talks bought his degree, and they did not mean that he paid
the tuition. He was at least 6'3" and had an athletic build
that came from spending more time at the gym then at the
office.  He had blonde hair and blue eyes.  He looked so
much like the stereotypical Nordic God that it was not
funny.
     Knowing Jack, I was concerned that he might be giving
Nick problems, so I had my secretary call him to run an
errand.  It was about 3 in the afternoon and I had Nick get
me 2 certified checks from our bank on the east edge of
town.  I knew that would take him until after 5, and I
wanted to have a chance to talk to him after every one had
left.
     Since I have never described my self I guess this is as
good a time as any.  When I was younger I was the kid in all
of the Johnny Atlas ads getting sand kicked in his face.  I
had red hair, a tall thin build, and green eyes.  As I got
older I was able to add some muscle to my frame, but still
looked like a match stick.  Even now years later, that nick
name still found me sometimes.  But for some reason everyone
felt they could trust me.  People told me things they would
not tell there therapist.
     When Nick got back at around 5:30 the offices were
empty.  "Sorry, that I kept you late Nick," I said as he
handed me the two checks.  "The client will be here at 8 in
the morning and I had to have these ready for him."
     "That's alright," Nick said as he started to turn to
leave.
     "Nick, there is one thing I wanted to ask you.  Are you
having any trouble with Jack?"
     "God, is it that obvious?" he asked, his voice
breaking.
     "Well I see that you are running an inordinate number
of errands for him, and he can be an ass," I said.
     "I walked into his office one day to drop off a
package; his door was not closed completely.  He was
standing behind his desk with his dick was hanging out of
his pants.  I was shocked, and well stared at it.  He
noticed.  He made me close the door and lock it."
     I held the boy who was now crying.  He shook as the
rest of the story came out.  Jack had threatened to tell
everyone that the kid was gay if he did not did not blow him
whenever he wanted.  He had also threatened the boy's job.
While the job was not that much, it was all that he had.  He
was not an idiot and knew that if he got fired from here he
would not be able to get another job in the town.  He did as
Jack ordered.
     By the time Nick was calmed down and had finished the
story it was nearly 6:30.  It also had come out that Nick
was actually gay.  He had a steady boy friend that he lived
with and was afraid of what his lover would do when he found
out about the sex at work.  His boyfriend, Richard, was an
ex biker and rough.  Nick said that he had never hurt him,
but he had seen Richard put a guy in the hospital.
     I already had a plan starting.  Nick did not have a
car.  After he had regained his composure I offered him a
ride home.  As I had hoped Richard was there.  It took very
little to maneuvering to get Nick to invite me in.  I had a
beer with both of them and was able to get a good feel for
Richard.  After I finished the beer I went back to the
office.
     I did the few things that absolutely had to be done
tomorrow and left a message for my secretary to have the
checks returned to the bank, that the client would not be in
after all and that I would not be in either.
     I could tell from the hour or so I had spent with
Richard and Nick that they both were versatile and that
Richard was open to some experimenting.  I intended to give
him a new subject to experiment with tonight.  Jack was in
for a long night.
     When I got home it was already pushing 10.  I got into
bed, but did not go to sleep.  I had practiced on Jack
before, but had never tried to do anything.  It took only a
few seconds to find him.  I took a deep breath and took him
over.
     After the seizure had subsided I looked around to get a
bearing on my surroundings.  Jack lived in an apartment on
the south side of town.  When I say apartment, understand
this is not your normal bachelor pad.  It was luxurious
beyond description.  I was impressed, and that is hard to
do.  Because of my gift I am by no means poor and do enjoy
the finer things in life.
     Once I got my bearings I ran my, Jack's, hands down my,
his, body.  He was a well toned as I had thought.  I took
the boxers off and was surprised to find he had at least 8
inches of uncut cock.  I started to jerk a little.  By this
time Jack's feelings were starting to get strong enough to
filter through to me.  He was confused, as most guys I visit
are, but he was also enjoying the leisurely jack.
     I got up and went through his closet.  It took me a few
minutes but I finally found a pair of jeans and a t shirt.
I put them on, no underwear, and a pair of old boots in the
back of the closet.  I then headed out.
     At this point Jack was totally confused.  He had no
idea why he had gotten up and dressed like that.  I
continued to rub my, his, crotch as I drove to Nick's house.
I guess I was fantasizing too much because Jack began to
realize what I, he, was intending to do.  He was terrified
at the feelings that came to him.
     I rang the doorbell.  Nick answered after a few
minutes.  He was searing a pair of pants and that was all.
It was obvious that he had just got out of bed. "Mr. Talks?
What are you doing here?"
     I, Jack just smiled.  I wobbled a little like I had
been drinking. "This is what I want," I said as I, Jack,
grabbed the boy's dick.
     Nick let out a yelp and Richard came around the corner.
Richard was not a tall man either, but he was built like the
proverbial brick shit house.  His arms were tattooed, and
standing there in only a pair of boxers he looked exactly
like what he was, one mad biker.
     "Who the hell are you, what the fuck are you doing to
Nick?" Richard yelled.
     "I am his boss and I am going to suck his dick tonight,
and get him to fuck me.  I will even let you use me too," I
said as I, Jack, stumbled to Richard and grabbed his dick
also.
     "Nick, close the door," Richard said as he got a mean
grin on his face.  Nick closed the door.
     Richard grabbed Jack's hand, "First thing you gotta
learn slut is I am in charge here.  I will tell you what you
are gonna do, and when."
     "Yes sir," I said.
     "That's better," Richard said as he drug Jack into the
bedroom.
     Once Richard had me, Jack, in the bedroom he removed my
jeans.  I, Jack, was as hard as a brick.  My, Jack's, cock
was at 9 inches hard, and the foreskin had started to pull
back n the head exposing a small amount of purple head.  He
then pulled the t-shirt off over my head.  I, Jack, had a
definite 6 pack, and well developed pecks.  Richard removed
his boxers.  Jack did not have the biggest cock in the room.
     Richard looked like a biker.  He was over 6 foot, I
would say 6'2".  He was not defined, but not fat either.  He
had shaved his head as a lot of guys who are starting to
bald do.  He had a Harley tattoo on his left arm.  His dick
was cut and ten or eleven inches.  By this time Nick had
came into the room.  Between the door and the bedroom he had
lost his jeans.
     "So this is the fucker that has been making work so
hard on you?" Richard asked Nick.
     "Yeah, he is the one," Nick answered.
     "You think that you can harass my friend at work and
then come here and try to do it at home?" Richard yelled at
me, Jack.
     "I have been forcing him to blow me.  I feel real
guilty about it and wanted to make it up to him," I, Jack,
said to Richard.
     There was moment of stunned silence.  During this time
I could feel how confused and afraid Jack was becoming.
Here he was, the straight boy who used queers about to be
used by two queers, one of them was not only his employee
but had been toy.  I could feel the intense emotions from
him and it turned me on even more.  When I am in control of
someone fear and shame are absolutely the most incredible
turn on.
     I, Jack, was snapped back into reality by a hard slap
across the face.  Before I, Jack, could get my, his,
bearings the back hand hit the other cheek.  I was sure that
there would be a bruise there.  "You mother fucking bitch!!
How the fuck dare you to use my boy like that? Just who the
hell do you think you are?" Richard howled in my, Jack's,
face.
     He shoved me down hard onto the bed.  "You are going to
have a very painful lesson.  Nobody treats me like that, and
nobody fucks with my boy.  I am going to fuck you so hard
that you bleed, and then I am going to make you clean me.
Then you are going to get fucked by Nick, and if I am
satisfied you will go home, if not we will do it again.
Nick feed him your cock, and don't you even think about
biting him."
     Nick came around to my, Jack's, face.  He had an evil
grin on his face.  He shook his 6 inch dick in my face and
then said, "Open."  I, Jack, opened my mouth and started to
suck on Jack's first cock.  While this was Jack's first
time, it was not mine and I knew how to give a blow job.
Nick was forceful but not violent.  Richard, at the other
end, was not so gentle.
     Richard had pulled me, Jack, into a doggie position.  I
could feel his cock at my, Jack's, asshole.  I realized that
he intended to fuck me, Jack, dry.  I prepared for the pain.
Richard was real bull of a man.  He grabbed me, Jack by the
hips, and as Nick pulled out of my mouth he slammed all 11
inched in.  The pain was extreme.  I could feel the
membranes tearing and knew that Jack was going to have some
real explaining to do.
     At this point nick gagged me, Jack, with his dick and
began a harsh pounding of my, Jack's face.  He still was not
being violent, just hard and relentless.  His dick was just
long enough to open my, Jack's, throat but not really long
enough to go down it.  I was having a real problem
controlling Jack's gag reflex.
     Richard had stayed stationary for a few seconds.  He
then ripped his dick all the way out, just as fast as he had
plunged it in.  I could feel my, Jacks, asshole pulsing from
the punishment.
     "Too bad you can't see your ass bitch.  Its all red and
begging for me to put my big old dick back in.  Sure
wouldn't want to disappoint it," Richard said as he punched
back in to his balls.  He started a rhythm of pulling all
the way out, pausing a few seconds while he insulted me,
Jack, and then would drive all the way to his balls again.
He would then hold it there a few more seconds and then rip
his dick back out.  This was one of the most painful fucks I
had ever received.  I could not feel any reaction from Jack
and figured he was in deep shock.
     The brutal double rape continued for an indefinite
period of time.  Then I felt Nick starting to stiffen even
more in my, Jack's mouth.  The pain had subsided in my,
Jack's ass, and I was starting to feel his shame and fear.
Nick grabbed the back of my, Jack's, head and thrust all six
inches in.  He held it there and I could feel his dick
pulsing as he unloaded his cum into my, Jack's, mouth.  I
swallowed his cum.
     Richard seeing Nick cum quit the harsh long dicking and
started to rabbit fuck my, Jack's, abused ass.  He reached
under me, Jack, and started pulling on my nipples.  Pinching
and twisting them in a brutal, painful manner.  Each thrust
in caused me to message Nick's dick.  It did not take long
for him to get hard again in my, Jack's mouth.
     I felt Richard change his position and rhythm and
realized he was unloading his load of cum up Jack's ass.  I,
Jack, shot a load spontaneously.  The muscle reflexes of my
cumming squeezed my ass tighter on Richard.  This not only
elicited a moan from him, but sent waves of additional pain
through my, Jack's body.  Richard pulled out and delivered
two hard slaps to my, Jack's tortured ass.
     Richard looked at Nick and said, "Switch.  I need our
new slut to clean me up.  He made me a mess."
     Nick pulled out of my, Jack's, mouth hit me across the
face a few times with his spit and cum covered dick and
stepped to my ass.  At the same time Richard had made the
journey to my, Jack's mouth.  IN walking around the bed he
had continued to deliver hard flat handed slaps to my,
Jack's, back.  I had no doubt that there would be multiple
bruises on Jack's back in the morning.
     Richard's dick was definitely in need of a good
cleaning. It was covered with his cum, Jack's blood, and
other things that I did not want to think about.  Even
though I knew it was not my body that was being used, or my
taste buds that were about to have this slime on them, I
hesitated when Richard demanded I open my, Jacks, mouth.
This resulted in another double handed slap across the face
that nearly knocked some teeth out.
     I opened my, Jack's mouth.  Richard rubbed his head
allover my mouth and nose, leaving a slimy, smelly trail
behind.  He then began to slowly thrust his snake into my,
Jack's mouth.  His dick reached the back of my throat and he
continued the slow penetration.  His dick was softer than it
had been in my, Jack's, ass but by no means would I call it
soft.  It still was 9 inches and long and had a lot of girth
left.  But it was soft enough to gently open my, Jack's,
throat.
     By now Nick had made his progress around to my, Jack's
ass.  His penetration was as harsh as his mouth fucking had
been, but it seemed to lessen the burning pain some.  He
started a fucking that could only be described as pile
driving.   He would pull nearly all the way out and then
drive back in.  Over and over he did this.
     This of course was causing me to message Richard's
dick.  This was resulting in him getting hard again.  Now on
his inward thrusts I could not breathe.  Not that this was a
real bad thing, since each breath brought the rank odor of
the slime he had rubbed on me, Jack below, my nose.
     I am not sure how long this dual rape continued, but it
was not a short time.  Then I felt Nick grab my hips and
thrust in deeper and hold it there.  This was enough to set
Richard off.  Richard pulled out so that just his dick head
was in my, Jack's, mouth and spewed his load into my mouth
with the instruction to swallow every drop.
     When Richard finished he pulled out completely and Nick
inserted his dick to get it cleaned.  I, mechanically,
licked the slime from his dick and swallowed.  I had had
brutal sex before, but always as the top.  I was exhausted
from this experience and ready to let Jack go.  I am glad
that I held on for a few more minutes.
     Richard looked at the clock, "It's only 1:30.  If we
hurry we can take our new toy to the Pit.  I will bet that
the guys there will enjoy our toy."
     I turned and looked at Nick.  He looked down and
laughed.  "I bet they will."
     I knew that I could not take any more and left Jack to
there care.
     It was a few days later before I got the chance to talk
with Nick again and see if Jack was still a problem.  He
told me what happened that night.  He did not mention taking
Jack to the Pit.  I never did find out if they did, and what
happened.  Nick quite a few weeks later for a better job
that would let him go back to school.   Jack missed week of
work.  The story was that he had gotten into an auto
accident.  When he did come back to work he was a different
person.  He was not cocky and a lot more subdued.  He even
was polite to a lot of us that he snubbed before.  I watched
him closely and was sure that I could still see hand marks
on his face.