Date: Thu, 29 May 2014 05:23:58 -0400
From: Pony Boy1984 <ponyboy1984@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Voice: Chapter 4 "Adventures in Physical Education"???

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.

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Chapter Four: Adventures in Physical Education

Friday morning was a special treat for me because my favorite nephew Jimmy
was spending the day with me at school. My sister Janice is a single mother
whose small business frequently took her out of town. However, since she
lives about two hours away, she pulled Jimmy out of school early and
deposited him into my care on the way to the airport. Jimmy and I have a
special relationship, but it's not what you think. See, Jimmy has `The
Voice' too, though naturally underdeveloped due to his young age. However,
I've been gradually honing it and we've explored each other's subconscious
at length.

As soon as his mother took her leave, Jimmy broke into a huge grin. "Hi
Uncle!" He said, without moving his lips.  "Hi Jimmy, it's good to see
you." I replied, giving his slender frame a tight hug.

"I got something to show you." He said, pulling his jeans down just enough
to let me see that he's wearing a very sexy red speedo under his blue
jeans.

"Looks great." I complimented him, shaking my head at his youthful
provocations. He knows what I like, there's no doubt about it.

His countenance slid into a lop-sided grin. "You wanna drive?" He
asked. That was Jimmy's way of asking if I wanted to take control of his
body. This is an interesting proposition because of his own latent
abilities. Technically, we have swapped bodies where Jimmy briefly
controlled my adult body, while I inhabited his eight-year-old
body. However, unlike my experience with Nathan, I am able to co-exist with
Jimmy's active consciousness, which means we can share the space
equally. Jimmy is free to experience and feel everything and actively
communicate with my own consciousness and that's exactly what I had in mind
today.

"Yes, if I may." I said. Jimmy understood that I would never violate his
personal space unless he consented. Besides, I'd be unable to mask my
presence from him, so honesty was the best policy here and I think that's
only strengthened our mutual bond.

Jimmy flashed his dimples and instinctively pushed out his hips and bit his
lower lip, "We gonna have some fun today?" He asked mischievously.

"Yes we are. I want you to head down to gym class at the next bell. I want
to introduce you to Dillon today. I think you two are really going to hit
it off." I told him.

Jimmy nodded eagerly, put his bag down, and took a seat in front of my
desk. He knew exactly what to do, as he sank down in the chair. He relaxed
his muscles, closed his eyes, slowed his breathing, and made an effort to
clear his mind of all conscious thought. As he entered his meditative
state, I likewise relaxed and within a moment, we could hear one another's
thoughts and exchanged thoughts without physically speaking. I told him
about Dillon and his brother, and I could sense the stirring of his small
cock as his left hand began massaging his crotch until a little bump
formed.

"I want you to get some practice too." I silently suggested. Jimmy
understood that I wanted him to be more than a passive participant. I
wanted him to project into other boys to hone his own powers of suggestion
and control over other youngsters. This essentially would allow us to
influence multiple boys simultaneously by working together, opening up new
possibilities. By the time the next bell sounded, my body slumped to my
desk as Jimmy stood up. Luckily, I had no class during this period so I
could get away with taking a little nap.

I guided Jimmy to the gymnasium and into the boy's locker room. The gym
periods are divided into two separate periods. The first gym period was for
boys in grades two through four, while the second period was for the older
boys in grades five through eight. This meant that Dillon would be at the
first period, and his brother Thomas would attend the second. I couldn't
help but hold my breath when I navigated through the rows of lockers. Most
of the boys were shinnying out of their pants, showing off their Underroos
and tighty-whiteys. Jimmy giggled at me silently, and I'm not sure whether
it was him or me that guided his small hand to rub the little tent in his
jeans. Most of the boys were talking excitedly as they headed out toward
the gym. As soon as I spotted Dillon, I had Jimmy take the locker beside
him.

Dillon looked over and smiled politely, "Hi! Are you new?" He asked.

"I go to a different school normally. I'm staying with my uncle who is a
teacher here." Jimmy replied. I made it a point to face Dillon, and unsnap
the button of Jimmy's jeans and slowly pull down the zipper as I looked
into his gorgeous blue eyes. I saw Dillon's eyes look down and widen when
he saw the little red lump. A smile crossed his lips as he immediately
imitated Jimmy's movements and made it a point to make a little show of
undressing.

Jimmy let his jeans drop to the floor, showing off his speedos while Dillon
reciprocated by showing his red and yellow Ironman Underroos. "I love
Ironman." Jimmy volunteered, though it wasn't Dillon's underpants we were
focusing on, but rather the bulge that began forming as he stared at
Jimmy's crotch.

"I really like those underpants." Dillon finally confessed, as the tent in
his Underroos bulged out further. Jimmy's face flushed slightly but he
grinned at the complement. I had Jimmy turn around to show off his perfect
ass cheeks, his crack covered by the slender stretch of red fabric. By the
time Jimmy turned back around, Dillon was licking his lips.

"They're called speedos. I usually wear these for swimming, but sometimes I
put them on for someone special." Jimmy said on his own. Now it was my turn
to blush a little.

"My name is Dillon." He finally said, looking into Jimmy's grey eyes. I
encouraged Jimmy to shake his hand, and introduce himself. I could feel a
little shock of excitement in both boys' bodies as they made contact and
drew closer to one another. Jimmy pulled off his short-sleeved jersey and
pulled out a mesh tank top from his bag. "Wow that's a nice shirt." Dillon
said admiringly. A sharp blow of the whistle sent both boys scrambling to
put on their gym clothes and file out into the cavernous gymnasium for
calisthenics.

The coach was a nice guy, but a bit of an airhead. I instructed Jimmy to
infiltrate the coach's mind and suggest wrestling practice. The man
hesitated in the middle of the gymnasium then looked over at the soft blue
mats in the corner of the gym and instructed the boys to drag them out to
the center. Jimmy understood my intentions and whispered into the coach's
sub-conscious to pair him and Dillon. The man offered little resistance to
the suggestion and soon the two boys hands were all over each other's
bodies as they tumbled down to the mat. The coach barked out a few
suggestions, but Dillon and Jimmy were enthralled by the physical contact
and we're more interested in exploring. There would be an `accidental'
touch between each other's legs. Occasionally one of the boys would slip a
hand inside the other's shorts or even poke a finger into the other's ass
crack while their slender bodies were tangled.

I'm not sure if the coach noticed, but the pair beside named Johnny and
Billy did. I know they caught a glimpse of Jimmy's speedos in locker room
and saw it again when Dillon had inadvertently pulled the boy's navy blue
trunks down a little in an effort to upend him. I think the boys realized
how much fun Dillon and Jimmy were having, because they began imitating
their moves. I could see their eyes raise in surprise at how good it felt
to be so close to one another. I reached out toward John, who was Dillon's
age but was a touch smaller. Jimmy read my intentions and reached out
toward Billy, who had just turned ten-years-old. He was a little bit more
developed than most of his peers. We encouraged the boys to rub between
each other's legs and both quickly found pleasure and joy in their actions.

Occasionally the coach would clear his throat when he saw things were
getting perhaps a little to risqué, but Jimmy excelled at keeping the
man's mind pre-occupied and focused on the other boys. All four of us had
stiffies and were occasionally moaning despite our feigned physical
exertion. This went on for the better part of forty-five minutes before the
coach finally blew his whistle to usher the boys into the shower
room. Jimmy and I encouraged John and Billy to hang back, allowing Jimmy
and Dillon a chance to interact with them. Meanwhile, I reached out to the
coach and encouraged him to rush the other boys along so he could head to
lunch a little early. Needless to say, I made sure he forgot all about the
four of us that lingered in the gym.

Dillon introduced his new friend to John and Billy, their bodies glistening
under the harsh glow of the overhead fluorescent lamps. "We should get to
the showers I guess." I told Jimmy to say once I sensed that the coach and
the last of the other boys had left the locker room.

"I don't usually do the shower." Billy said shyly, looking down at the
floor.

"Oh come on Billy!" Dillon said with a grin.

"I'll go if Billy does." Jimmy asserted, putting further pressure on Billy.

Jimmy leapt into the Billy's mind and began whispering too him. "You want
to see them naked, don't you? I bet they want to see you naked."

Billy's mind spun at the prospect that the others might enjoy seeing his
body. "You really think so?" Billy asked himself. Jimmy quickly responded
affirmatively, prompting Billy to acquiesce, before following the others
into the locker room. I quickly glanced around the room to confirm it was
empty. I figured that we'd have about ten minutes or so before anyone
disturbed us. Jimmy quickly pulled down his shorts and let the other boys
have a closer look at his speedo before pulling it down, liberating his
little two-inch boyhood. Dillon quickly followed suit, and proudly
displayed his own erection. Billy and John looked at one another in shock
at the other boys' boldness.

We could sense both boys felt a little ashamed about their boners, so Jimmy
and I infiltrated their minds and let them know that Dillon and Jimmy would
appreciate seeing them and promised they wouldn't make fun of them. John
was a little less shy than Billy, so he was first to pull down his shorts
and let his boyhood spring out. All three boys were a little surprised to
discover that Billy was relatively better endowed than the rest of them, as
he liberated his nearly three-inch cut cock. "Come on, let's go." Dillon
instructed. I was glad to see Dillon was learning to take control of the
situation without needing any influence from either of us. I'm amazed how
far he's come in just a week's time.

Billy and John each chose a shower next to one another, but Jimmy and
Dillon skipped the pretext and declared they'd share a shower. Dillon
smiled as the warm water splashed across their smooth bodies. I guided
Jimmy's hands to the soap, then began to slather the suds across Dillon's
little chest and thighs. Dillon caught on quickly and soon his small
fingers began rubbing Jimmy's tanned body and soon the nine-year-old was
running his soapy fingers up and down Jimmy's uncut cock. The other three
boys couldn't help but notice Jimmy's speedo shaped tan line, something
that made them feel a little extra warm on the inside.

Billy angled himself away from the other boys, but both Dillon and Jimmy
noticed him stealing glances. I told Jimmy to spread his legs apart and
turn toward John and Billy to ensure they got a good look. Jimmy gasped in
pleasure as he felt a soapy finger probe his tight hole. Soon I had Jimmy
turn toward Dillon and we began jerking each other off with our soapy
hands. John couldn't help but begin following their motion, and made no
effort to hide his interest.

"He wants you to touch him." Jimmy whispered to Billy. Billy looked over at
his friend, who had turned toward him and inched a little closer. Billy
knew the voice in his head was right, so he reluctantly reached out with a
soapy hand and made contact with his friend's shoulder. John blushed
slightly, but I encouraged him to reach out and wrap his slippery fingers
around Billy's boyhood. Within seconds, both boys had begun to stroke one
another, stopping only to let their fingers glide all over their slick,
glistening flesh.

I had Jimmy sink to his knees and wash Dillon's cock off, before taking it
into his mouth and licking. Dillon moaned in delight as Billy and John
looked on with shock and palpable excitement. "Oh yes Jimmy, you're real
good at that!" Dillon said. Jimmy beamed proudly at the compliment and
threw himself into the task. He didn't need additional guidance from me. I
just sat back for a moment and let him pleasure Dillon, as I delighted in
the boy's scent and taste.

"What are you guys doing?" Billy stuttered in surprise.

"It's in his mouth!" John gasped in wonder.

"It feels wicked good. Let us show you!" Dillon suggested.

Billy and John looked at one another, unsure how to respond. Jimmy and I
leapt into their minds, instructing them to stand against the warm shower
tiles and spread their legs apart. They were reluctant, and yet incredibly
excited at the prospect. Dillon eagerly dropped down in front of John, and
began running his tongue up and down the boy's shaft. John leaned back
against the wall, his mouth agape in shock. "Oh Dillon!" He gasped in
pleasure.

Jimmy's eight-year-old lips pressed against Billy's smooth boy sack and
tasted it, before letting Billy's pink cock head disappear into his hot,
wet mouth. John looked over at Billy with anticipation, as the pair stood
literally side-by-side, moaning gently as John rubbed Jimmy's soft brown
hair.

I sensed that John longed for Billy to kiss him. I relayed the thought to
Jimmy, who forced his way into Billy's mind once again. "He wants you to
kiss him stupid!" Jimmy admonished silently. Jimmy took control of his
motor functions and forced Billy to press his lips against John, then
inserted his tongue into the boy's mouth. John sighed with satisfaction as
Billy's tongue danced across his own. He reciprocated the action. Jimmy
retreated from Billy's mind, allowing the older boy to relish the intense
sensations now sweeping across with quivering preteen body. Their kissing
intensified as Dillon and Jimmy brought them to the edge of climaxing
before pulling back mischievously, leaving them both panting in excitement.

I could tell from the sparkle in Dillon's emerald eyes that he wanted to
raise the stakes a little further. "Would you like to stick it in me?" He
asked John, as he soaped up the boy's stiffy again. Dillon turned to face
the shower wall, and reached back to spread his ass cheeks apart, revealing
his tight pink hole. John looked over at Billy, unsure how respond.

"Do it! It will feel awesome!" I assured John's subconscious mind.

"I want Billy to stick his inside me." Jimmy whispered to me.

"Are you sure?" I asked him, but I already sensed Jimmy longed to feel the
boy inside him. I stood up and fingered Jimmy's hole with a soapy finger
before taking a position beside Dillon and offering his hole to the older
boy. Jimmy took point convincing Billy to take the offer, though he needed
little coaxing as his curiosity and sexual excitement had gotten the better
of him.

John stood behind Dillon and positioned his cock against his slippery hole,
then without warning hilted it inside Dillon who moaned in approval. John
couldn't articulate into words the sensation of his cock penetrating the
soft, hot and tight interior of Dillon's ass. "Oh my god!" He gasped in
utter amazement at the intense pleasure.

"Do it more!" Dillon urged, pushing his ass back into John, who eagerly
fulfilled Dillon's demands.

I had Jimmy spread his legs apart and pull his taut tanned fleshy globes
apart to expose his boy pussy to the older boy Billy, who stood a few
inches taller than the others did. He looked and watched his friend for a
moment before likewise pressing his cock against Jimmy's hole. "Now stick
it inside him and do it over and over just like John is doing." Jimmy
whispered to Billy's mind.

"Just stick it in him. Dude, it feels so good!" I forced John to urge Billy
aloud.

Billy didn't need any further words or mental prodding. He sank his cock
into Jimmy's quivering hole, prompting the younger boy to gasp in pain and
pleasure. We both felt the sting, though it wasn't bad. Jimmy understood
this would happen at first, so he steeled himself and soldiered through the
initial discomfort before the pleasure of being filled began to take
control.

"Oh do it more Billy...please!" Jimmy begged in a high-pitched moan. Billy
used his superior height and weight to pin Jimmy tightly against the wall
and allowed his natural inborn instincts to take control as he slid in and
out of Jimmy. Billy looked over Jimmy who was panting and moaning. He
leaned into his friend and the two once again engaged in a passionate
kiss. Their tongues interlocked with one another as they fucked Dillon and
John vigorously against the shower room wall. I guided Jimmy's hand over to
Dillon's boyhood and stroked him, an act Dillon quickly reciprocated. Jimmy
and Dillon's hands became a blur between each other's legs as John and
Billy fucked them harder. All the while, the warm water cascaded over their
young bodies only adding to the sensations.

Jimmy's slender little body surrendered to orgasm first, all his muscles
instantly tensing and clamping down on Billy's cock. Dillon followed about
thirty seconds later, his quivering hole milking John's boyhood.

John and Billy climaxed nearly at the same time. John began panting nearly
controllably as he kissed Billy with increased fervor as his flesh slapped
against Dillon. He finally lifted his head up, arched his back and nearly
screamed as the orgasm gripped his body. "Oh yes!" He blurted out.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! I can't believe this! I'm going to die!" Billy
declared loudly, as he looked up at the ceiling with his mouth
agape. Despite this, he continued to plow Jimmy's tight hole until his
climax had crested, then gradually subsided. All four boys nearly collapsed
to the floor in exhaustion, before I had Jimmy point out that the lunch
period had begun.

"Wait! Listen guys I'm having a sleepover Saturday night. Please come over,
please!" Dillon pleaded.

"I'll have to ask my Uncle, but he'll probably let me." Jimmy said.

I whispered "Duh!" to him, prompting him to giggle aloud.

Billy and John looked at one another, unsure how to respond to the
invitation though both clearly wanted to explore these new activities
further. "What about your brother Tommy?" Billy asked in concern.

"He's even better at this than me!" Dillon said, before realizing he
probably should be careful about releasing such information. John and Billy
were hooked now and needed to explore this further. Billy looked over at
John and understood this might be a good chance figure whether John really
liked him in that special way.

"I'll have to ask mom and dad tonight." Billy said.

John grinned over at his friend, "My dad will probably let me. He'll be
glad to have me out of the house for a night."

I immediately suspected Dillon and probably Tommy had concocted some new
lusty scheme and I was eager to help them fulfill it. Jimmy quickly agreed
to lend me his body for Saturday night and offered to help make it happen
without me even needing to ask. I was curious now to whether Thomas had
planned to invite anyone, so Jimmy offered to hang around the gym so he
could project into the older boys while I headed off to conduct my history
class. I urged Jimmy to be careful, but allowed him to stay.

On the way to grab a quick sandwich, I stopped the gym teacher and asked if
he minded of my nephew tossed a ball around during the next gym period. He
smiled and shrugged, "Sure, he seems like a great kid. I'll keep an eye on
him." He generously offered. I thanked the man and went on to lunch, while
Jimmy got back into his gym shorts and dribbled a basketball around.

Jimmy's mind was still swirling around the intense pleasure he had just
experienced, and was just a little sore. He didn't mind, though he couldn't
help but feel a little lonely without his uncle's voice keeping his
conscious mind company. He liked that there wasn't any secrets, he
understood his uncle perfectly and vice versa. However, it was time for him
to learn on his own. This wasn't something a teacher could do in a
classroom, not even his uncle.

The older boys filtered into the gym, some of them glanced in his direction
curiously, as they performed their jumping jacks and push-ups. Jimmy
searched the room and quickly spotted Dillon's brother Thomas amongst the
group of boys. He didn't need to reach out to the boy's mind. He could
watch his facial expressions and body language to guess that he was
checking out some of the other boys, while trying to remain discrete. He
wasn't the only one though, and so he reached out to some of them instead.

The oldest boy Mikey was thinking about his friend Shawn and looked forward
to any excuse to bump against him. Jimmy injected the shower scene he had
just experienced into the boy's ongoing stream of conscious thought, only
substituting in the image of Shawn in his place. Jimmy knew the image hit
home, when Shawn was forced to adjust his erection to hide it from the
other boys as they began a basketball scrimmage. Half the boys were told to
pull off their shirts, something that pleased Mikey and several other boys.

Jimmy encouraged Mikey to place his hands all over his friend Shawn, then
crept into Shawn's mind and encouraged him to `accidently' rush his fingers
across Mikey's bulge. Shawn widened his eyes in surprise and couldn't help
but grin. Mikey caught his look and blushed crimson, but soldiered on with
the game. As time wore on, the two boys jostled more often and soon Shawn
was sporting his own little boner. Thomas was observant enough to spot the
bulges and the increasingly erotic contact between the two, and watched
them closely out of the corner of his eye.

When the whistle blew, Jimmy tried to trail nonchalantly behind the older
boys into the locker room. Like some of the younger boys, a few of the
shier boys just slipped out of their shorts and back into their pants,
scampering from the room as quickly as possible. Mikey and Shawn were
reluctant to get out of their shorts due to their painful
erections. Naturally, a little mental prodding by Jimmy only compounded
their woes as the other boys went about their business. Jimmy once again
implanted the suggestion to the coach that he should go get some coffee, to
buy the two horny boys a little time. He knew Thomas was watching them, and
whispered "stick around a few minutes" to him.

Thomas bit his lip, headed for the shower, and intentionally took his
time. By the time he was finished, it was just Mikey and Shawn left in the
locker room. Both boys had been facing one another when he walked out,
startling both of them. He managed to see that both boys had the front of
their underwear pulled down, and their hands appeared to be in on another's
cocks. Both boys spun toward their respective lockers and tried to stretch
the white fabric over their painful bulges.

Thomas grinned a little and nodded to the other boys. "Hey Mikey,
Shawn. What's up?" He asked. His choice of words caused the two boys to
turn an even deeper shade of crimson.

"Nothing Tommy. We're just getting dressed." Shawn stuttered nervously.

Mikey noticed Thomas was staring at them with a grin. He puffed out his
chest and said, "What are you looking at?"  Jimmy jumped into his Mikey's
mind before he became aggressive. "What do you think he was looking at
dope? The same thing you're staring at right now." Mikey swallowed hard as
he looked down at Thomas's erection, which he was making no effort at
hiding.

"Come on, show him! Shawn would really like to see you show off." Jimmy
concentrated hard from the other side of the room, to the point he became
dizzy. He managed to control Mikey's hands long enough to get him to pull
down his underwear and wrap his fingers around his three and a half inch
cock.

Jimmy began sweating as if he was running a marathon, quickly leaping into
Shawn and influencing him to pull his underwear back down to show Thomas
and Mikey. At this point, the two older boys became confused as to what was
happening.

Thomas quickly jumped in to take advantage of their confusion. "I'm
sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt you guys. It's cool, see I got real horny
too." He admitted, showing his cock to the others, giving it a little tug.
Mikey finally broke down, "I need to cum so bad! It won't go back down!" He
admitted.

"Maybe if we just did it really quickly before the coach comes back." Shawn
suggested on his own, running his fingers across his cock that was nearly
the size of Thomas' but not as large as Shawn's.

In spite of his misgivings and embarrassment, Mikey nodded his head and
began jerking his cock in front of the others. Jimmy pushed Shawn to admit
that he enjoyed watching Mikey and Thomas jerk off right in front of him,
causing Mikey to blush, but smile in relief. Jimmy encouraged Mikey to
spread his legs apart a little to give Shawn and Thomas a better
view. "We're going to run out of time." Mikey lamented, as the three boys
had jerked themselves frantically for several moments.

"I can do something that will make it go a lot quicker." Thomas offered.

"What's that Tommy?" Shawn asked curiously.

Thomas kneeled down in front of Mikey. "Quick, before someone comes in!" He
urged the others. Mikey offered the twelve-year-old his cock, and Thomas
wasted no time filling his mouth.

Mikey gasped, "Oh!" in shock upon feeling Thomas's skilled tongue swirl
around his smooth shaft.

"How does it feel?" Shawn asked Mikey, as he began jerking himself off even
harder.

"I can't... I mean, oh my god Shawn. It's awesome!" Mikey gasped, as his
pole slid in and out of Thomas's mouth.

Jimmy could sense that Shawn was a little jealous, but was afraid to say
anything. "Can I take a turn on Mikey?" Jimmy prompted him to say, much to
his chagrin. Mikey's eyes widened, but he couldn't contain his smile.

Jimmy let Mikey's cock slip from his mouth, "Sure, lay down on the bench
though. I got an idea." Jimmy responded.  Shawn laid down on the bench,
facing the overhead lights. "Now Mikey put your legs on either side of the
bench, facing Shawn." Thomas instructed, as he laid face down on the bench,
his lips just inches from Shawn's boyhood.

Shawn guessed the plan and opened his mouth wide, inviting Mikey to hilt
his boyhood into his mouth. Meanwhile, Thomas engulfed Shawn's cock into
his own mouth. Within seconds, the three boys were moaning and slurping. It
was just a moment before Mikey shot his preteen seed into Shawn's mouth and
Shawn's body thrashed in ecstasy as he experienced a dry orgasm, thanks to
Thomas's skilled mouth and tongue.

The obnoxious clang of the school bell caused the three boys to jolt from
their bliss, causing them to race into their regular school clothes with
lightning speed. "Hey guys, I'm having sleepover Saturday night. It would
be really cool if you could come over." Thomas finally blurted out before
the others could leave.

Mikey, who suddenly had become very embarrassed again started to outright
refuse the invitation before Jimmy pounced into his mind and derailed that
train of thought. "You want to do more with both of them, don't you?" Jimmy
challenged the older boy.

"Well, yeah but..." Mikey responded to himself.

Jimmy cut that thought off. "Shawn really wants you to do it. Look at his
face!"

Mikey looked over at Shawn and could tell the ten-year-old would say yes in
a heartbeat if he said yes first.

"Yeah, alright I'll ask my mom and dad." He said hesitantly.

Shawn's face brightened suddenly, "I'll ask too!"

Tommy gave both boys his cellphone number, then quickly dressed and left
the room, along with the others. Jimmy had collapsed against the far row of
lockers, drenched in sweat. He was nearly unable to leave Mikey's
consciousness he was so exhausted. He stumbled to his locker, picked out
his bag, and put his jeans and jersey back on, before heading back to his
uncle's office. He knew this Saturday night was going to be the most
awesome time ever, and he was happy that he'd be able to allow his uncle to
share in it. Besides, he would need his uncle's help to make sure the whole
thing went well. His little cock began stiffen just imagining all the
things that might happen.