Date: Mon, 6 Feb 2006 19:59:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Tom Dick <sexhavoc_66@yahoo.com>
Subject: Waren Academy
If you are offended by relationship between male/male and
male/female, please don't read. And if you are under 18 or
you are not authorized to read about sex, go away. And blah
blah blah.
This is the story about Jay who has a power and then he goes
to an institute with teenagers like him. There he will find
friends, love and enemies also. This is the first part and
pleeeeaase tell me what you think about it, I have recently
updated it. Tell me your views and bad, at
sexhavoc_66@yahoo.com Hope you enjoy it!!!
Chapter 1
"Good morning, Mr. Granger and welcome to Waren
Academy, school for gifted teenagers. We'll talk later.
Professor Kingsley will show you your room," said
Professor Dingle, the headmaster of the Academy, in a throatily
making me gulp fearfully. Here, I am: a total stranger
in this strange place with strange people. Then, he gestured
me to follow a handsome man in his late twenties. Had I
not been scared to my wits, I would have loved to make his
acquaintance. With blond hair touching his shoulder and an
athletic body, he was surely attractive but his smile seems
one of those which make you sigh wishfully. He led me to
a huge staircase with red velvet carpet and then to the first
floor.
"Jay, this is your room which you will share with
Ryan, another student. Don't worry, he's really cool! In
case of any problem just remember me. And by the way you
can call me Curt" said Professor Kingsley giving one of his
smiles before taking leave.
I hardly knocked the door that the door opened to
reveal a boy around my age (seventeen) lying on the bed. He
may be ordinary to anybody but I sensed that a bit
of...chemistry between us instantly. Everything was perfect to
me: his deep green eyes, his ruffled brown hair or even that
scent of mint around him. I came in and noticed that my
luggage had already been deposited.
"Hi, I'm Ryan, your roommate. And you must be Jay!
Curt told me about you. Welcome here," he said jumping out
of the bed happily. I shook his hands. Wow, even his touch
seemed awesome and his voice was as sweet as music. I just
could not wait to get the taste too! Eeew, how could I
become so horny and girlish?
"Thanks. How did you open the door from there?" I asked
to change the subject.
"Like this," he said as he closed the door, without
touching it, with an effortless gesture with his hand, "I
mean I can move objects with my mind. I'm telekinetic. And
you?"
"Teleportation, ability to appear and disappear from
anywhere. But unlike you, I'm not able to control it," I
said with a sigh as I sat down on the next bed.
"But they'll help you here. That's why you are here:
to control your power!" he said reassuringly.
The room was casual but nice with two beds, a large
wardrobe and a table with a couple of chairs.
Coincidentally, I decided to take the bed near the door
while Ryan the one near the table. He was friendly and made
me feel comfortable. He told me about his family and being
the unique child. Unlike me he is the first in the family to
have these powers. As for me, as I told him, it sometimes
jumps over generations- only my grandfather and my cousin
Wayne got these powers. I talked leisurely without any
hesitance to him as if we were friends since ages. I noticed
that he was quite physique and carefree too! He would
occasionally brush our legs or bump our shoulders. However,
he was surely oblivious of all those little bursting
balloons he was causing in my stomach!
After an hour it was dinner time and we went to the
dining hall on the ground floor. Like the whole academy, it
was really magnificent and grand. Silky drapes of different
colours covered the huge walls. In the middle there was an
oval teak table with about twenty chairs around. As I sat
down opposite Ryan, we were joined by more students. I was
introduced to some of them: Ulric, who had a French accent,
Thomas, a dark boy, and Selena and Angela, two twin girls.
They were all really nice and around my age. Finally elders
came, there was four of them, two of which I did not know.
Before the dinner, Professor Dingle introduced me to
Professor Misty, a plain woman in early forties with
stunningly blue colour, and Professor Minerva, an old woman
with a wrinkled skin but lots of stamina. As tradition, I
eventually introduced myself in front of everyone receiving
approving looks from Ryan and his friends. Afterwards,
Professor Dingle told me about the academy: its secrecy and
respect in the society. He told me about my schedule and
that I would be under the supervision of Curt.
After the diner, I went to my room to unpack some of
the bags. Ryan came in to help me.
"Jay, do you mind if I stay in shorts or boxers only in
the room? But it's ok if..." said Ryan nervously after some
minutes. Oh my... My Mr. Perfect is asking to realize my
fantasy. Say yes, Say yes, Jay, you stupid brainless git!
"It's okay mate. In fact I was about to ask you the
same thing." Hardly had I said these words that Ryan
stripped to a pair of plain red boxers revealing the outline
of a nice cock! Luckily I was not too sensitive as I would
have clearly fainted!
"Hey, come on! Waiting for you! It's so hot,"
said Ryan impatiently as he took some shirts from my
bag to place in the wardrobe. Well, I was not feeling
really hot but nevertheless, I removed my jeans and
shirt to be only in my favorite pair of black cotton
print Marvin Martian boxers. Man, I was blushing so much I
could feel the heat from my cheeks. Well, you may have known
by now that I am a gay, and finding me in a room with an
attractive almost nude guy was so exciting that my boxer
swelled in front. Despite all my preventive efforts, I
thought of him totally nude, kissing his lustful lips and
playing with his ruffled brown hair. Consequently I had to
keep my back to him. Once or twice I looked at him I found
him looking at my ass but perhaps I was just imagining
things. I abruptly came out of my horny reverie as Ryan
grabbed my ass.
"What the fuck!"
"Cool dude! I was just checking the material of your
boxer. I think I would buy some of those. It's cotton and
it feels nice rubbing with the skin especially the sensitive
ones," Ryan said grinning. Huh, and I'm the President of
America. Who was he trying to fool? He was flirting with
me. Mr. Perfect was flirting with a git like me. No way.
Thank god, I did not get a heart attack but it was close.
"By the way, you have got any girlfriends?" And here, he
changes the subject.
"No. But I had a few before. I don't think they were
my type," I lied after having gathered my wits.
"Shame! I thought you could get me some tips," he said
as he put his hand on my shoulder, giving me goose bumps.
"I'm really unlucky with them." OOOOOHHH!!!
The next day I had to start the training to control my
power. It was around seven in the morning and I went to have
a bath. After showing me where the bathroom was (on the
left extreme of the first floor), Ryan went to the room
having something to read. The bathroom, consisting of four
cubicles, was completely deserted. I went in the first one
and undressed myself. The effect of running water on my skin
was almost electrifying. After closing the tap, I took the
soap and started rubbing.
I don't know why but soon I closed my eyes and started
exploring myself as if for the first time. I thought of
Ryan, naked on his bed with his pretty cock in his hand. I
could almost feel his presence as I dreamt of his ass, his
broad shoulders, his tender lips, and those eyes. Those
deep green eyes. My sex swelled in my left hand and with the
right I played with my arse. I started stoking my hard 20 cm
rod as well as exploring my own body. Flashes of Ryan's
penis in his boxer came in my mind and I thought of touching
and sucking it. My breathing rate became more erratic and
quick. Soon I was jerking faster till my body ached and cum
erupted from my tool, making Niagara Falls a little trickle.
When I opened my eyes it was not what I was expecting.
Instead of those clean walls covered with blue tiles, Ryan
was standing in front of me transfixed with a book (which he
was probably reading) at his feet. I found myself in my room
and realized that as I was thinking of Ryan, I teleported
myself here, in the room. This means that he saw everything.
Shit, Shit and Shit again, I could feel myself shrinking in
shame; I was really shaken with that lack of intimacy.
Instinctively I removed the bed sheet from the nearest bed
(mine) and enveloped myself in it. I was pretty scared too
when Ryan approached. When I saw he was grinning broadly, I
did not know what to do or think. Was he okay with it or did
he think that I was a cheap whore?
"Its okay, Jay! Need not be ashamed, mate. By the
way, it happens to everyone these awkward situations,
especially the gifted one. And nice rod!" he said as I
blushed, despite my efforts, to a deep crimson. Once again,
he made me feel comfortable even in such a situation.
Despite all my efforts, I could not teleport myself to the
bathroom. Eventually I had to pass through the entire
corridor in the bed sheet before reaching the bathroom.
Luckily no one saw me.
At about ten I went in the training room on the third
floor. It was one of the most peculiar rooms I ever saw. It
was entirely in iron sheets and in the middle there was a
blue carpet. Curt was standing there with a folded piece of
cloth in his hands. As I entered he smiled.
"Hi Jay, Hope everything's okay with Ryan," he said
before I nodded. "Well, now to control your power, we'll
put lots of emphasis on meditation. Afterwards, we'll
concentrate on physical workouts to be able to use it
properly. You'll be having meditation session after your
school. By the way you have been enrolled at Spencer's
College and you'll be starting in three days. Now, let's do
our work. First undress yourself completely and remove even
your underwear," he added matter-of-factly.
As I stood there incredulously, he told me to do as he
said, grinning. Slowly and blushing extremely as usual, I
removed my clothes and I'm sure he was enjoying this
strip show- his pants seemed to contain a not-so-little-
now member. Then he did what I least expected. He came and
started touching me all over: my shoulders, my chest, my
Stomach. It was not the close business-like touch but a
sensual contact and I knew he was teasing me. I kept moaning
here and there. However having discovered every part, he
withdrew his hand from my thighs ignoring the 20 cm long
throbbing rod between my legs shouting for attention. Then,
as if I was not over from surprises, he went from the room
and came in faster with something than I could say "wicked!"
It was surely his power, the speed.
"Sorry but I don't give tips for strip shows, even for
such a nice one-eyed snake. It is the biggest I got the
chance to admire including that of Ulric" he said grinning
more than ever, "Here take this. It's a robe and you'll
have to wear this for meditation. During the meditation you
just have to sit on the carpet and let your mind unfocused.
That's the main: don't let your mind waver. It may sound
stupid but it helps your mind to come in contact with your
power. As long you are here no one will come to interrupt
you. Ok then get started and I leave you."
I unfolded the robe to reveal a fine blood-red robe
which seems to have been especially made for me. I wore it
and meditated for around three hour.