Date: Tue, 16 Nov 2010 22:18:53 -0800
From: paramoe1954@hushmail.com
Subject: The Right Formula

***This work is complete fiction. None of the characters in this story are
real. The events in this story have never happened. I hope you enjoy
reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Please send me comments! I want to know what you liked or disliked!
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***My other stories,

Kissing Along His Neck -- Posted 9-11-10 (gay/young-friends)

Sweet Spot -- Posted 9-18-10 (gay/young-friends) Working on the sequel

Don't Do That -- Posted 10-2-10 (gay/incest)

Brother's Touch -- Posted 11-8-10 (gay/incest)***

I was taking a new drug to help me enhance the telekinesis abilities and I
didn't really feel like being at the family reunion. People were
everywhere, dressed in their fancy summer outdoor clothes, fit for the
rich. Each person believed that they were in their 'rugged clothing', even
though none dared to get even a little dirty. Nice clothing and snobby
etiquette were no place for a man still working out the care that it took
to make things move with his mind. I wanted to be back in my lab where I
could study the effects instead of being a walking typhoon at the party. I
wanted to be anywhere else, until I saw Shane.

Shane was beautiful and he was exotic. The eleven year old boy was fair
haired and slim, but maybe in a youthful swimmer's body. He had such soft
skin and his gold framed glasses made him appear nerdy and hot at the same
time. Of course no one gave him the slightest bit of attention. I found out
that he was my fiftieth cousin or something. It didn't matter that we were
related, what mattered was that I was knocking stuff over wherever I
went. No one even guessed that I was to blame for dropped dishes of food
and dresses that went up. I was lucky that my abilities were far spread out
enough that I didn't appear to be knocking stuff over like a klutz.

I walked to stand next to Shane. It was simple to strike up a conversation
with him because he was ignored by so many. As he talked to me about a
summer safari that he was going on, I tried to pay attention, but I could
only think about those naturally red lips that were almost blood colored.
He didn't look like a vampire or anything, just hot! His little voice
sounded educated yet youthful and I couldn't stop thinking about what it
would be like to kiss those lips.

Shane stopped talking suddenly, as if a fly had gone into his mouth. At
that moment I could swear that I felt the boy's young lips pressing on
mine. I stared at him with my mouth open, wondering if what I thought was
happening, was happening. I thought about kissing Shane again and he
jolted, taking a step backward. I was right, I could taste his lips on my
own.

"Please excuse me." Shane said, looking confused, embarrassed and stunned
all at once. He seemed to stagger as he rushed away to somewhere.

My heart was pounding because I knew that the drug was working. After seven
years of failures, I had finally mixed the right formula! All I needed to
do was get back to the lab to test the results while this ability was
working properly.

As I stood near a giant painting of some old lady that I hope I never knew,
I tried to figure some way to leave the party without being scolded by my
father, who was funding all of my projects. As I thought things over I
realized that things around me weren't falling over anymore. For the
moment, things had calmed.

I decided to stay only so long as to get the full information of the boy
that I had been chatting with. My mind conjured images of a young
internship where he could let me test ointments on him in my lab!

I didn't find Shane anywhere, but I was suddenly hungry and decided to stay
for the lunch which was served outdoors and on the longest dinner table I
had ever seen. The fixings were complete, with silverware, plates and wine
glasses. People around me talked but I just sat and tried to think of the
next set of tests to run on this new formula.

Shane appeared just then and was walking toward the table. I caught his eye
and pointed to the chair opposite my own. The boy gladly took the seat, but
kept an expression like he was thinking of something else the whole time.

When everyone was seated, I was able to wrangle out Shane's full
information and he seemed vague about wanting to come help with any
projects.

I watched Shane as I took bites of the appetizers that were miniature and
stupid looking. I thought about planting another kiss from a distance on
Shane, but decided against it. I didn't want to embaress the kid.

I found my mind wandering to the boy's features, I was curious to know how
big his dick was and if he had grown even the smallest pubic hair yet.

To my delight, it felt and smelled like soft baby skin was running against
my lips. I felt the adrenaline shoot into me as I realized that I was
feeling Shane's hairless crotch against my face, by way of telekinesis.

The table moved a little as Shane adjusted himself in his seat. It was at
that very second that my mind tried to stretch around all of the
possibilities for this new ability. This was different than what I
expected, I knew that I would be able to move things with my mind but my
brain completely skipped over expecting my body to be able to perceive the
tactile touch and the scents of the things that I manipulated by thought.

My mind's eye breathed in deep, taking in the scent of Shane's crotch
against me. I smelled a mix of laundry detergent, the tiniest bit of urine
and the sweet scent of his soft skin.

Shane jumped in his seat, startling everyone sitting nearby. He excused
himself and lifted the table cloth to see what was under there. He looked
at everyone, red faced and apologetic, then stared down at his plate.

I decided to try something. I imagined placing my mouth near his ear,
telling him to calm down. He looked over his shoulder, expecting to see
some one there, but there was only the old fat man in the seat, who was
chatting loudly in the other direction.

I caught Shane's eye again, and smiled a little as I projected into a
whisper, 'Just be calm and relax.'

Shane stared at me in disbelief. He pointed a finger at me and began to
speak, an invisible hand covered his mouth while another one guided his arm
back to his side.

I gleefully discovered that when you are telekinetic, you can have as many
hands as you want. While keeping a hand on Shane's mouth, I projected two
hands grabbing onto under Shane's butt cheeks, caressing them. If his eyes
were any smaller, they would have popped out of Shane's head. He fixed a
surprised gaze on me and tensed up on the chair. I just kept kneading at
his cheeks until he relaxed more. His eyes darted around the table, most
likely checking to see if anyone noticed what was happening. No one noticed
a thing.

I took things to the next level and ran sniffed Shane's smooth chest from a
distance. He was breathing hard against my breath that wasn't there, yet he
was also trying to hide his response from the rest of the table.

I continued to sniff along his chest until I came to his little belly
button, which was an outtie. I licked my tongue against his belly button
and was surprised to see that I could taste the wetness of my own saliva. I
wondered if Shane could feel the moisture as well. I looked up and saw that
Shane's face was less panicked and he breathed a little easier and looked
down.

As I moved lover and lower, it was clear that I was going towards Shane's
penis and his eyes met mine when I got close.

I whispered into his ear again, "I'm going to do this, and if you want me
to stop, I will. Okay?" He didn't make a gesture to reply, so I just went
ahead and projected my own mouth playing with his limp penis between my
lips. My mouth toyed with the skin that covered the head of his dick.

Shane was letting out long and careful breaths and I toyed with him. I knew
he was liking it and he met my eyes again, giving an expression that asked
how I was doing this. I pressed my tongue into the skin of his soft little
dick and pushed the skin down and out of the way. Shane was half hard at
that point and I felt a small thrust of his hips into my telekinetic
mouth. I gently moved my tongue's surface against his dick, feeling it
harden quickly in my mouth. Shane took in a breath that was like he was
taking the down slope on a roller coaster.

The woman sitting next to Shane asked him if he was okay. He nodded yes,
but his eyes seemed far away and he looked unfocused as his eyes landed on
various things on the table. I sucked hard on him and was going slowly down
his small four inch shaft.

At the same time that I sucked on him, I also whispered to him, "Do you
want me to stop?"

Shane's eyes fixed on the center piece on the table as he shook his head to
say, No. I felt his legs open and close ever so slightly and he humped
barely noticeable lengths against my tongue.

"So," the woman next to him asked, "What school will you be attending next
year Shane?"

Shane turned his head slightly, barely taking in her existence. He paused
as if the woman's question required a long answer. Instead of giving a fake
answer or one that made sense, Shane simply nodded his head, as if that
would satisfy the woman's question. The woman's eyebrows raised and she
turned away from him to talk to anyone else.

I could feel Shane flexing his dick against my suckling mouth, trying to
make up for the fact that he couldn't rub or hump any faster. Even though
Shane was trying to hide the fact that he wanted to hammer his dick against
me, he was humping a little more now. It was slightly noticeable, making
Shane look like he was riding on a wagon that was on a rocky road.

I felt Shane's dick becoming more and more rigid against me. I watched his
mouth form into a tight frown and his nostrils flared. His eyebrows
furrowed and his face turned a bit more red as his orgasm approached. When
his dick became the hardest, he actually thrust his hips up three times, of
course to everyone at the party it appeared that he was just scoot his
chair in more. He leaned forward and shuddered as his little hard-on
repeatedly worked its muscles to milk sperm into me. I only tasted two
small drops of cum squirt into me like from a water pistol. His pelvis
twitched forward into quick thrusts as he continued to pump blanks into
me. I felt Shane's buttocks roll forward to push his hips forward and his
pumping lessened. His legs still twitched even though the orgasm was
ending. It was hot.

I whispered into his ear, "Do you think you might want that internship at
my lab?"

He was breathing long tiring breaths as he relaxed in his seat. He appeared
to think for a brief moment about my question, then he nodded his head to
say yes.


The End

***Please send me comments! I want to know what you liked or disliked!
paramoe1954@hushmail.com***

***My other stories,

Kissing Along His Neck -- Posted 9-11-10 (gay/young-friends)
Sweet Spot -- Posted 9-18-10 (gay/young-friends) Working on the sequel
Don't Do That -- Posted 10-2-10 (gay/incest)
Brother's Touch -- Posted 11-8-10 (gay/incest)***