Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 00:25:34 -0400
From: Pony Boy1984 <ponyboy1984@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Voice: Chapter 2 "The Sitter"?

The Voice

By Pony Boy 1984


Disclaimer: All acts depicted in the following story are strictly
fictional, and involve boys occasionally under a form of telepathic
influence, though the acts depicted are largely consensual in nature. The
following story was commissioned by a friend of mine, and I've been allowed
to share it with the public. If you're interested in commissioning a story,
feel free to contact me for details: ponyboy1984@hotmail.com.

Chapter Two: The Sitter

Nathan is a sixteen-year-old clean cut Mormon boy from the south side of
town. However, his physical development is well behind that of his
peers. To look into those soft grey eyes and pale white, slender frame
you'd think he wasn't much over twelve.  Like Dillon, Nathan was quiet,
reserved and tended to shy away from his fellow classmates. You could see
him most any day with either a Bible or a schoolbook in his hands, sitting
by himself. His tailored suits and adorable clip-on tie simultaneously
screamed money, and an adolescence awkwardness that assured he'd always be
on the outside looking in. I didn't need to intrude on his subconscious to
see the profound loneliness in his eyes. I suppose this is why Thomas and
Dillon's parents chose him to be their babysitter. Nathan was a "straight
edger" that would put any parent's fears at ease that their child would be
in good hands with him in charge. Naturally, I would be changing this for
him. However, I knew this was going to be hard case. So, drastic measures
would be required to break Nathan out of his shell.

The power of `The Voice' can overwhelm the weak willed or lost like
Nathan. He was emotionally so over programmed that I would need seize
control of his body in order to open up the world of physical pleasure to
him. This requires closer proximity than normally required initially, since
I'll need more than a subconscious influence over him. I was already aware
that Thomas and Dillon would be spending the evening with Nathan, so I
drove about one block from their house and arranged to bump into Nathan
before he could arrive at his destination.

I encountered him a few houses down the street, his eyes glued to the
pavement beneath his feet.  He was wearing a navy blue blazer, grey clip-on
tie with a gold crucifix around his neck. He was carrying a book bag that
no doubt contained his bible and the day's school assignments. His short
black hair had been carefully combed into place, though a light breeze had
caused a small lick of hair to form a rooster tail above his forehead. I
stepped into his path and let him crash headlong into my body. This enabled
the necessary contact to intrude fully into his consciousness. Nathan
apologized profusely, his eyes briefly locking on to mine as our hands
touched. He flashed me his set of his seldom seen dimples for a moment,
before politely excusing himself. However, Nathan clutched his temples as
he reached the front steps of the house, as he felt my consciousness
pushing his own aside. I needed to quicken my pace to my car, because my
own head was beginning to spin as my consciousness burrowed itself into
Nathan's young vulnerable mind.

I collapsed into the driver's seat about the time Nathan crumpled at the
front door to Thomas and Dillon's house. He managed to ring the doorbell
and straighten his suit before the door swung open, revealing the boys'
mother. "Hello Nathan, always the sharp dressed young man. Are you all
right dear? You're looking rather pale."

Nathan's cheeks flushed. "Thank you ma'am, I'm fine, but can I trouble you
for an aspirin before you head out?" He asked meekly.


The woman smiled and responded, "Of course dear, put your bag down and
follow me."

Nathan followed her to the bathroom, where she procured two aspirin that
she placed into the palm of his hand. "Thank you Mrs. Walker" He said. She
handed him a paper cup and they quickly took their leave for the evening,
as Nathan swallowed the two bitter tasting pills. He stared into the mirror
and touched his face, and felt himself drifting away. His body stood in
place in front of the mirror, and yet part of him fell backwards to the
floor. Nathan smiled into the mirror as he straightened his hair and
loosened his tie, before exiting the bathroom. Nathan's spirit stood up and
stared into the mirror, and saw nothing but emptiness and began to panic in
confusion over what just happened.

I peered out the front window and saw the parents drive off into the fading
daylight, leaving me alone with Dillon and Thomas who seemed to be
sequestered quietly in their room. I rummaged through Nathan's book bag,
and shook my head as I thumbed through the religious paraphernalia and
schoolwork. Don't get me wrong, I have more respect for boys who are
diligent in their work, I am a teacher of course.  However, Nathan took his
academic regimen to the extent where he had little else left in his life.

I put the books aside, ran my hands inside my shirt, and felt his soft
skin. I soon began exploring between my legs, gently massaging Nathan's
crotch until I felt his small penis begin to respond. Before I could
familiarize myself more with his body, Dillon came bounding down the
stairs. Each step reverberating down the hall, as Thomas trailed just
behind him. There was a wicked look on both their faces, and I couldn't
help but notice a small bulge in both of their pants. The two boys
whispered something in each other's ear. Thomas couldn't resist reaching
down and feeling between his legs absentmindedly. It was obvious the two
boys were concocting a plan without my influence, though they didn't know I
had plans of my own.

I knew I had all evening, so I played it cool and watched the boys play
with their X-Box, while I feigned looking at schoolwork. The boys would
surreptitiously look at one another, and then look back at me as they
played their games. I noticed the room was becoming warm, and it wasn't
just from gazing upon the boys who were leaning and grinding into one
another as they played. Both Dillon and Thomas complained about the heat,
before taking off their shirts and tossing them across the room. A grin
flashed across my lips as Dillon looked back at me with his sparkling,
mischievous green eyes. Within fifteen minutes, the pair had shinnied down
their jeans to show off their underwear and had spread their legs to give
me a better view of their bulges. The boys were certainly not
exaggerating. I had broken into an open sweat myself, causing the thin
material of my button up shirt to cling uncomfortably to my flesh.

"I'm still hot."  Dillon complained to no one in particular, before
standing up and letting his jeans fall to the floor. He was wearing
Superman Underroos that were noticeably bulging out. It was all that I
could do to keep from walking over and ripping them down on the spot.

"That's a good idea bro." Thomas added, before likewise pulling down his
jeans. "You're sweating really bad Nathan." Thomas pointed out with a sly
grin.

I nodded in agreement, put down the book and took off the blazer and
tie. By this time, everything was sticking to me. In a moment of
brazenness, the brothers offered to help me out of the stubborn clothing. I
forced myself to play the role of the good boy for a few more minutes,
shook my head. "I really shouldn't." I stated reluctantly.

Nathan's soul paced the living room floor angrily, and screamed at his
disobedient body that seemed to have him locked out. He tried to
communicate with Thomas and Dillon, but they were quite preoccupied with
their game. He couldn't believe the boys had stripped down to their
underwear. While he'd seen Thomas with his shirt off before, the normally
reserved Dillon was reluctant to be seen in his pajamas, let alone nearly
nude. He was even more flummoxed by the boys' behavior, as their hands as
slid down their smooth thighs and rubbed their small bulges so openly.

"How can they be doing that right in front of me?" Nathan wondered
aloud. At one point Thomas slid his hand under the waistband to stroke his
smooth cock, he pulled it open just enough to let Nathan's spirit see his
fingers wrap around his smooth cock.  "Good boys shouldn't be doing that!"
He gasped, though he couldn't avert his curious gaze from the boy's hard
on.

Both boys looked up at me and I knew it was time to let the game
commence. "It really is getting hot." I said, nonchalantly undoing the top
button of my shirt. It was obvious that neither boy was paying attention to
the X-Box, as both of their eyes were focused entirely on me. Both boys
leapt to their feet in an instant, offering me their assistance. "Alright,
maybe just this one time." I said.

The boys eagerly began undoing the buttons of my shirt, quickly pulling it
open. The proximity of their bodies and the touch of Dillon's fingers on my
chest got my heart racing and prompted an immediate hardening of my
cock. Thomas nudged his brother and motioned down at my pants, prompting
another churlish smile. Once the boys had liberated the now soaking shirt
from my body, Dillon reached down, unbuttoned my pants, and slid the zipper
down, running his fingers across the growing tent in my slacks. I couldn't
help but let a moan escape my lips.  Thomas was pressing his body against
my left side, while Dillon was snuggling to my right. "Ok, that should be
quite sufficient." I said, feigning remaining prim and proper by Nathan's
standards, but both boys had their hands all over me.

Thomas nudged Dillon, prompting the younger boy to ask "What is that bulge
down there?"

I couldn't help but blush a little, perhaps it was the lingering effect of
Nathan's forced modesty or simply that Dillon's new attitude caught even me
by surprise. The small grin that danced across Thomas's luscious pink lips
betrayed the boys were following a script they concocted together. "Well,
that's just my privates." I said matter-of-factly.

"Why is it getting so big though?" Dillon countered, scarcely able to
contain his grin.  Thomas bit his lower lip and remained silent, though his
own erection was straining the fabric of his tight white underwear.

"Well, it's because your touch feels nice, and I like seeing you with your
clothes off." I responded honestly.

"Oh my god, you can't be saying that!" Nathan's spirit yelled to no
avail. "Nothing is ever supposed to feel good!" He lamented, though that
latter statement made him sigh jealously as his body seemed to be
responding so positively to Dillon and Thomas.

"So does it feel nice when I do this?" He asked, running his fingers across
my bulge as Thomas rubbed my bare chest, his fingers brushing across the
necklace.

I really couldn't maintain this facade any longer, so I moaned and
responded "Oh yes, that feels so good."

Dillon looks over at Thomas, who said, "It's so hot in here Nathan, do you
mind if I take my underwear off?"

"Well...I'm sure your mom and dad wouldn't want you to get heat stroke." I
responded. Thomas smiled and pulled down his underpants, making sure to do
it slowly just inches away from me. He slid his underpants down just enough
to show his hairless crotch, before letting his slender three-inch cock
spring out at full mast.  Dillon followed suit, letting his Underroos to
fall around his ankles. I admit that I gasped at the sight of their creamy
smooth bodies and small, perfect little cut cocks. Any semblance of
restraint on my part was falling away quickly, especially as the two eager
brothers began pawing at the waistband of Nathan's cloth underpants.

"Here, let me stand up." I said, as I rose to my feet, allowing the
brothers to pull Nathan's underwear to fall to his feet. Dillon's eyes
became as wide as saucers when he gazed at my uncut cock.

"Wow, yours is so different!" He marveled. In a genuine moment of raw
boyhood curiosity, he carefully felt and played with my loose foreskin
sheath. He pushed it back and forth, eventually exposing my purple head,
which he touched gently before looking down at his own for comparison. Even
Thomas seemed surprised as he rubbed his slender fingers against my
hairless balls. I was surprised at how small Nathan's cock was, he was
easily well behind his peers, but that only made it all the sexier as both
brother's fingers explored and experimented.

"You're not supposed to touch other boys there! No, stop that!" Nathan's
unbounded soul shouted. He couldn't help but watch the gentle touching and
caressing in fascination. The moans and gasps escaping his own lips seemed
so oddly compelling to him. He started feeling jealous that he couldn't
feel the sensations that were eliciting those sounds of pleasure, so he
stepped in to watch more closely.

Thomas had positioned himself behind me and was feeling my ass, while
Dillon stood directly in front of me. His lips were so close to my cock,
that I could feel his breath on my foreskin. It was just seconds before his
tongue was exploring the inside of my foreskin, before he pulled it back so
he could take my head between his luscious lips. At the same time, Thomas
had dropped to his knees behind me and spread my ass cheeks apart. He
spread his own legs apart and humped the air, as his tongue began
slithering against my hole. "Oh yeah, that feels so good." I said,
encouraging them further. It was so incredibly sexy being services by the
brothers, while I stood there wearing nothing but Nathan's crucifix. I
relished the irony as I licked my lips and moaned my approval and
encouragements to my wards.

I spread my legs further apart, placed my left hand against the back of
Dillon's head, and my right hand against the back of Thomas's, and gently
pushed both boys toward me.  Nathan's cock disappeared into Dillon's mouth,
who stopped sucking only to marvel over my foreskin as Thomas shoved his
tongue into my hole. Both brothers had freed up their right hands, allowing
them to stroke their smooth little cocks as they pleasured me. I could
sense Nathan's spirit very near, running his non-corporal hands across our
bodies in wonder and shock. After the boys switched positions for a few
moments, I suggested that we all get down on the floor together. They
quickly agreed and sooner the three of us were sprawled out nude on the
floor, our smooth bodies all making contact.

"Can I touch yours now?" I asked Thomas and Dillon, who both eagerly
agreed. Dillon was lying on his back and spread his legs far apart, giving
me access to his hard two-inch boy cock. I gently massaged his hairless
balls and shaft, before taking both into my mouth to taste. The aroma of
his boyhood nearly brought me to climax, compounded further as Thomas began
jerking my cock.

I slipped a finger into Dillon's hole as I sucked on both his cock and
balls and he responded by moaning softly and thrusting into both my mouth
and finger. "Oh, please don't stop Nathan!" He cooed pleadingly. However, I
was going to edge him for a while so I could turn my attention to
Thomas. The eleven year old wrapped his arm around his leg and spread it
wide, allowing me to explore his bigger cock with my fingers and then my
tongue.

"Oh Nathan, you do that really good!" Thomas gasped, before I slid my
tongue down his balls to his hole, which prompted more high-pitched
adolescent "OH yeah!" as my tongue plunged into his depths while I reached
out and fondled Dillon.

"Don't put your tongue down there, that's gross!" Nathan's spirit
complained, before contemplating the look of pure bliss on Thomas's
face. "Isn't it?" He added in confusion, as his body seemed to moan only as
if approving of the action. He put his face up close to watch the tongue
slide in and out of the older brother's quivering hole and for an instant
wished he was doing it but he quickly suppressed that thought, turned away
angrily, and swore off his insolent body for the moment.

"I think Dillon needs some more attention, don't you think?" I remarked to
Thomas. The both of us simultaneously eyed the nine year old, who licked
his lips and swayed his hips in an innocent and yet extraordinarily sexy
manner. Thomas nodded his head eagerly, but looked back at me for
instruction. "Get on your hands and knees like a puppy." I ordered Dillon,
who quickly followed my directions and wiggled his smooth, tight little ass
like a dog.

"Are you going to stick it inside him?" Thomas asked breathlessly. I nodded
my head affirmatively, and motioned for his assistance. He knelt beside
Dillon and placed both hands on his slender thighs and pried those perfect
white bounds apart, eager to show off his brother's hole to me. Dillon
lowered his front end and stuck his ass higher in the air, indicating his
own excitement at the prospect. After I bathed his hole in my tongue, I
quickly pulled Nathan's foreskin back, and the exposed head against
Dillon's sphincter. I was grateful that Nathan's cock was less developed
than Thomas's was, since it made penetration much easier and more
comfortable for Dillon but not so underdeveloped that he wouldn't feel it.

Dillon moaned sweetly and looked back at me, "I can feel it. Do it more!"
He said. Needless to say, I more than happy obliged.

I looked over Thomas and suggested he put his cock into Dillon's
mouth. Thomas loved that idea and soon we had Dillon spit-roasted between
us. We started slow, but soon Thomas and I worked ourselves into a frenzy
as we both pushed our cocks into Dillon, who could only slobber and moan in
his pre-pubescent voice. His fingers eagerly explored and stroked his
little hard-on, much to Nathan's spirit confusion.

"Oh poor Dillon, this is so terrible!" Nathan's soul lamented, until he got
down on his hands and knees and was able to make out what the young boy way
saying despite having his mouth full of his brother's cock.

"More please!"  Dillon moaned with an unintentionally lewd slurping
sound. Nathan gasped when he realized how much the boy enjoyed being
between the two older boys.

"You're so tight.  You're making it feel so good!" I complimented Dillon,
who responded by trying to push his ass into me. I looked up at Thomas,
"Would you like to stick it in me?" I asked him.

His eyes widened, "Really? At the same time!" He said excitedly. The boy
wasted no time getting behind me. I spread my ass cheeks apart for him and
exposed Nathan's virgin hole for his use. In his youthful enthusiasm he
hilted deep inside, but in doing so pushed me into Dillon causing a mix of
pain and intense pleasure.

Nathan's spirit yelled, "He stuck his thing right inside me! Take that out
right this instant!  It's not supposed to go there."

"Do it as hard as you can." I challenged Thomas, who quickly granted my
wish. It took about five minutes before we found our rhythm, but the harder
Thomas plowed into me, the harder I took Dillon and together we moaned,
sweated and grinded into one another for what felt like a blissful eternity
of paradise.

Nathan's spirit fell silent as he watched us fuck, and then whimpered about
being left out of everything fun. Thomas was the first to climax, and I
felt some of his clear fluid shoot inside me, which in turn pushed me over
the edge. My body and muscles seized, forcing my back to arch and mouth to
open. I thrust one last time inside Dillon as my muscles began to spasm and
I felt one or two drops ooze out of my cock. I quickly flipped Dillon on to
his back and eagerly sucked him until he began thrashing in the throes of
his own little dry orgasm. We swapped positions and carried on for several
more hours while Nathan's soul watched in increased fascination and
disappointment at being left out.

As the boys cleaned up in the shower, I discovered that they had cranked
the heat up in the house to 80F. "Those little bastards." I laughed to
myself, shaking my head. I reset the heat and opened a couple windows so
that their parents wouldn't sense anything amiss. I didn't allow Nathan to
regain his body until the parents were home and I was safely out the front
door. However, I left my voice planted deep in his subconscious to continue
to guide him. He walked home feeling confused and broken-hearted. He
finally realized his life was literally passing him by.

When he got home, he pulled off his clothing, put on his pajamas, and sat
on the end of the bed, unable to fathom what his body had done, or how to
replicate the apparent pleasure and enjoyment that it had without
him. That's when it was my time to begin helping him learn, just as I did
with Thomas and Dillon. I encouraged him to remove his pajamas and sit back
in his bed, with his legs spread apart. I guided his hands around his chest
and asked him how it felt.

"It feels nice!"  He whispered into the darkness, as his uncut cock began
to inflate. He was afraid to touch his cock, so I needed to push him to
wrap his fingers around it and play with the foreskin.

"Now pretend its Dillon and Thomas doing that." I whispered into his ear.

"Oh yeah! I'd like that a lot." He whispered, as he closed his eyes and
imagined doing all the things he witnessed just a couple hours before.

"And you'd like to put it inside Dillon, wouldn't you?" I teased him. He
didn't respond, but the image of Dillon's ass formed in his mind and he
began jerking his cock harder. "Yeah, you really want it. And imagine
Thomas sticking his thing into you too." I suggested. To hammer my point
home, I guided Nathan's finger to his ass. He lifted his body up a bit and
teased his own hole. "Feels good doesn't it? Especially when he did it
really hard." I mentioned. Nathan plunged his finger in, began jerking his
cock even harder, and began moaning in pleasure.

I let him ride his pleasure until it crested, and formed into the first
orgasm his soul ever embraced. His face brightened like an angel, his mouth
agape as his back arched into the air and he slammed his finger all the way
inside. His orgasm resulted in a drop of clear fluid that formed at the
tip, which he wiped up with his finger and tasted. "Wow that was awesome!"
He panted, completely out of breath and drained.

He got up to use the bathroom and ran into his younger brother Alex, who is
near Dillon's age with chestnut brown hair, eyes and a freckle strewn
face. His face brightened when he saw his brother, "How was Dillon and
Tommy?" He asked curiously.

"They were good."  Nathan said with uncertainty.

"Cool! I'm going over to see them tomorrow." He said.

Nathan smiled, and his mind immediately imagined his little brother
sandwiched between the two older boys. This caused his cock to twinge at
the thought as he reached out to rub his brother's head. "I'm sure you're
going to have a lot of fun." He said.  I took this opportunity to invade
the boy's body as Nathan returned to his bedroom to masturbate some more
imagining his brother joining into the fun.

Alex returned to his room, and I immediately had him remove his pajamas and
stand in front of his mirror so that I could admire his creamy, lithe
form. He was under four feet tall and couldn't weigh more than fifty
pounds. His little uncut cock was barely an inch and a half, tucked up
close to his crotch. I played with the foreskin and rubbed myself until it
inflated to about two inches as I stroked it. I had Alex kneel before the
mirror and feel his chest while jerking his little cock. I started putting
the images of a naked Dillon and Thomas into his mind, and I felt his body
respond positively to the idea. I decided Alex would be my gift to the
boys, their toy to use. Alex moaned softly and felt his behind as he humped
the air. I encouraged this little game until he began gasping for air and
flailing as if having a heart attack. He fell back to the ground panting,
having just experienced his first dry orgasm. He immediately stood back up,
beginning the process all over again without my encouragement and repeated
the procedure. He would have done it all night if I didn't restrain
him. After all, I didn't want Dillon and Thomas's new toy to rub himself
raw before they had their chance with him. I'd have Nathan take a turn too,
but I wanted the boys to have his virginity.

"Tomorrow is going to be the coolest day ever!" I whispered into Alex's
ear, who nodded eagerly in agreement.