Date: Fri, 10 Jun 2005 08:07:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Dante
Subject: Wielder of Time: Chapter 3

Three boys surrounded Jason, each boy three years older and
far stronger.  Any one of them could beat the snot out of him
- he was about to be pulverized.  Jason's typically defiant
and self-certain attitude stood it's ground in almost every
instance, and today was no exception.  For the first time in
his life, completely sure this was going to be one fight he
won!

The largest of the three raised up his giant fist, about to
strike!  Just before he could swing, the guy behind him held
his arm.

"Naw Kev, we're not gonna finish him just yet.  First we're
gonna let the girls swim club get a good look at him."  He
grinned evilly.  After a good chuckle, the leader grabbed
Jason and... time froze.  The boy's large hand was as light
as a mannequin on his shoulder.  Its rough grip was loose, as
if he had begun to pull away just before time froze.

Jason glared into the bully's uncomprehending eyes.  His
stupidity was more apparent than ever, and for once in his
life, he was outclassed.  Jason braced his legs, brought back
his arm, and belted the bully in the gut.  Time continued
again at that moment, and the bully dropped down to one knee
as if he were about to puke.  He moaned grossly and then
looked up at Jason in confusion.

"Kev, Brent -- I don't feel so good.  Beat the bugger will
you?"
Brent made a snark comment about the leader wussing out, but
shut up mid-sentence at the look he received.  They came at
Jason from either side now, stalking him like velociraptors.
Brent swung at Jason's head as Kev ran around to grab his
arms.  The fist soared towards Jason's frail face and...
stopped.

Jason smiled sadistically at the hulk before him.  He
proceeded to punch each of the bully's over and over again,
all over their bodies -- everywhere.  They never moved, just
taking each beating like a pillow held in space and time.  He
returned time to its normal flow, and laughed at the
surprising effect his attack had on the bullies.  They
bruised everywhere simultaneously as if stung by thousands of
killer bees!  Better yet, the momentum of each punch added up
to send all three bullies flying ten feet away!

The boys crumbled as they hit the ground.  They were still
quite alive -- there probably wasn't even anything broken,
but they sure hurt.  Jason's sadistic smile turned truly
vain as a thought came to his head.

"This is for what you did to me bastards!  On this timeline
or the normal one, you did it, and now you pay!"
Jason froze time again, but violence was no longer on his
mind.  Embarrassment to the maximum degree was now his
objective.  He dragged the boys one by one to the high school
and into the girls' showers.  After all three were there, he
proceeded to strip off their clothes and pile them in the
corner -- in a huge puddle of water.

After taking a moment to admire the wet beauties around him,
and to see the redhead rubbing her breasts in the other
corner, Jason put his plan in motion.  He dragged each boy
into a 3-person version of the 69 position, creating a circle
of orally screwed boys.  He moved their hands now into
compromising positions by each other's anus', and then
finally he stepped back and laughed.  What they did to him
didn't compare to the embarrassment that they were about to
endure.

For good measure, Jason pumped each boy's face over the dick
he had in his mouth, building up a massive stimuli that was
sure to cause an instant orgasm the second time resumed.
There would be nothing they could do for several seconds if
they were letting-off into each other's mouths.

He went over to the redheaded girl now, kissing her politely
and sweetly.  For some reason, he valued her much more than
the other girls there.  In an odd show of mercy (considering
the circumstances), Jason lifted her into his arms and
carried her into the change-room.  He would spare her from
the scene that was about to play out.