This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between two males. If you aren't into this kind of stuff, don't read it.
This is my first story of this kind, so I'm not sure how well it will go over. If you guys like it, let me know and perhaps I tell some more of Jaren's adventures. E-mail me at ghostfiredreamer@yahoo.com. Thanks a lot!
The Power of Seduction
Jaren and his friend William sat in the quiet little fast-food joint, their half eaten meals growing colder as they busied themselves with idle conversation. Jaren was an average boy, 17 years old about 5'7" and 140 lbs. He had a mop of light, wavy brown hair that, despite his best efforts to tame it with a comb, always looked a bit unruly. He had pale skin and a cute, boyish face with a single freckle just below his right eye. He exercised regular, keeping his body slim and toned. His piercing gray eyes shone with an unassuming intelligence and something else, a power. It was this power that made Jaren stand out from the various other boys around him; of course he never told anyone about this power; its usefulness was dependant on no one knowing he possessed it. It was the power of seduction.
Jaren didn't simply live on his good looks and attractive body; he had an energy inside of him that could make anyone desire him. He could feel it expand around him like a cloud of particles and seep into the minds of those around him. He could use this energy to feed people's minds, to make them desire things they normally wouldn't, or to make the desires they already hold cross over into lust. An extension of this power was a kind of mental feedback; he could feel the thoughts of those he affected, their willingness or resistance to his power.
When Jaren first discovered his power, he knew exactly how he planned to use it. His appetite for men was already blossoming when he'd first discovered the power. The power had given him the ability to detect when anyone, male or female, would glance at him with sexual desire. Over time he'd learned to master this mysterious energy, and he'd always been careful to draw the line between manipulation and all out rape. He rarely used his powers on another boy unless there was already some desire there that he could simply enhance.
Today, in the restaurant, there was one such boy. He was beautiful, tall and muscular with straight black hair. His skin was a deep tan and his eyes were a gorgeous blue. Jaren's dick had jumped at the very sight of the boy as he'd entered. Through out the meal, Jaren's senses had prickled as the boy's eyes would casually land on him with a curious interest. Not all out sexual desire, but a curiosity as to what it might be like. As Jaren spared a glance at the boy their eyes met, and he felt a white-hot spark of desire rise up in the stranger. Jaren decided right then that if the opportunity presented itself, he would satisfy the boy's curiosity.
As Jaren took another bite of his burger, he began softly prodding the boy with his sensual energy, stirring his desires. He could feel the boy's brief flash of nervousness as his dick began to harden; he could also feel the boy's gaze settling on him more and more often. Jaren began to slowly increase the potency of his power, feeling the boys desire turn into a hunger. Finally, the boy excused himself from his group of friends and made his way back towards the restrooms. This was Jaren's chance.
"I'll be right back." His friend William mumbled an acknowledgment as he chewed his current mouthful of burger.
Jaren made his way back to the bathrooms and stepped inside. As he had hoped, the bathroom was empty except for one stall where the boy had secluded himself. As Jaren approached the stall he heard a soft grunting and the sound of flesh against flesh. The boy was in there jacking off, Jaren couldn't hope for a better setup.
"Would you like some help?" he whispered through the crack of the stall.
The sounds of the boy masturbating silenced.
"I saw you staring at me out there," Jaren went on, carefully prodding at the boy with his power. "I thought maybe you'd like to get a better view."
More silence. After a few second, Jaren heard the sound of the stall being unlatched. Jaren pushed the door open and slid inside, latching it back as he shut the door. The boy stood before him, straddling the toiled with his pants down to his thighs and his erection standing at full attention. His dick was about six inches long and cut; Jaren had seen some larger, but none quite as attractive. He could see from the boy holding his shirt up from his crotch that he had chiseled abs, and he imagined his chest was just as defined; but he'd be finding out soon enough.
"Hello," Jaren said as he stepped closer, wrapping his hand around the boy's dick.
He gasped and started to recoil, but stopped himself. Jaren could feel the boy's underlying fear. This was something he wanted, Jaren could only guess how long the boy had wanted it, but it was afraid to pursue it. Jaren reached out with his energy and soothed the boy's inhibitions. He could feel as well as see him relax.
"What's your name?" Jaren asked as he began slowly stroking the boy's dick.
"T-Tom," he replied with visible nervousness.
Jaren gave him a few moments to ask his own name, when the boy didn't he shrugged. If Tom wanted a quick, anonymous fuck Jaren would be happy to give it to him. Catching Tom's gaze, Jaren lowered himself to his knees and ran his tongue from the base to the head of Tom's dick. Tom gasped again as his cock flexed. Jaren smiled then began darting his tongue over Tom's cockhead; the boy repeatedly gasping to finally he could breath in no more and was simply holding his breath.
Jaren pulled away and started stroking Tom's dick, giving him the chance to exhale. Once it looked as if he had relaxed again Jaren moved forward, taking Tom's dick into his mouth.
This time, Tom moaned. Jaren began sliding his mouth up and down the length of Tom's dick, running his tongue around his erection as it moved in and out of his mouth. Tom quickly picked up the rhythm of Jaren's movements and began fucking his face, moaning with each thrust.
Jaren could tell Tom would cum soon. Normally, he would back off and prolong his partner's pleasure; but he was in a public bathroom and time was of the essence. With one last thrust, Jaren took Tom's dick past his gag reflex; the tightness of his throat bringing Tom to the edge. A sudden surge of emotion filled Jaren as he sensed the tense rush of pleasure build inside Tom as his cum erupted from his dick and coated the back of Jaren's throat.
Jaren slid his mouth up and down the boy's dick a few more times, milking the last remaining drops of cum from his spent cock, before letting off and standing to look Tom dead in the eyes. He leaned forward and kissed him, letting Tom's tongue dart about his mouth tasting the remnants of his own cum. Jaren smiled as he pulled away, Tom was radiating desire. There was something he wanted and it burned inside of him; Jaren knew what it was, and he wanted it just as bad.
"Is there something else you'd like to try?" Jaren smiled conspiratorially as his hands slipped down to Tom's firm butt and brushed his index finger across his virgin hole.
Tom stared into his eyes for a moment, then nodded.
"Take off your clothes," Jaren instructed as he began unzipping his pants.
Tom stared in awe as Jaren slipped out of his pants and boxers, revealing his 7-inch, fully erect cock. Tom quickly followed suit, kicking off his shoes and piling his clothes, along with Jaren's, atop the toilet.
Jaren kissed Tom again, stroking his chest and gently tugging at his nipples, and then slowly turned him around. He knew better than to penetrate right away; Tom was nervous and it would only make things more painful. Jaren gently caressed Tom's back, rubbing his erecting into his crack; letting the soothing motion of the back massage work with the warmth of his cock to soothe Tom and relax him.
Once he felt Jaren was relaxed enough he reached down and guided his penis to Tom's asshole. Carefully, he pushed the head of his dick in. Tom gasped in pain. Jaren held it there, giving Tom's ass the chance to adjust to the sudden intrusion and relax. Once he felt Tom's ass give he pushed himself further in. Tom gasped again, and Jaren paused. After another minute or two of this Jaren was completely inside of Tom, his ass tighter than ever around Jaren's cock and driving Jaren's senses wild.
Slowly, he began to pull out of Jaren, stopping about half way to thrust back in. Tom sighed as Jaren pulled out and grunted when he thrusted back in. Jaren continued to slowly fuck Tom's ass; resisting the urge to fuck him harder and faster as he adjusted to the new experience. Slowly, Jaren's thrust picked up speed and Tom's grunts turned into soft moans. Once he felt Tom was fully accustomed to what was happening, he began thrusting harder, his thighs slapping against the flesh of Tom's firm ass.
With each thrust, Jaren pumped faster and faster, pushing Tom's trim body against the side of the stall. Tom let his head lull back onto Jaren's shoulder as his moans increased in their intensity.
Jaren could feel the stall shaking as he rammed himself into Tom, pounding the virgin boy against the wall of the stall. Tom's desire and pleasure pierced through Jaren like a knife, adding to his own lust and bringing him closer to his climax with each thrust. Finally, he felt the familiar and all-too welcomed feeling as his body tensed and was flooded with the painful pleasure of an impending orgasm. He quickly pulled out of Tom and let his juices burst out onto the Tom's tight ass.
Jaren was gasping for breath as he played his fading erection through the dripping puddle of cum on Tom's ass. Tom had he forehead against the stall as he muttered "Oh god, that felt so good" between ragged breaths.
Jaren spun Tom around to face him, and kissed the boy hard, their tongues clashing against each other as if in a battle to prove whose lust was greater. Finally, Jaren reluctantly pulled away.
"We'd better go; our friends will start wondering where we got off to."
Tom nodded.
Jaren and Tom dressed themselves, Tom pausing to wipe the cum off of his ass. The two stared intensely at one another as they dressed, taking in the last glimpses of each other's naked bodies.
"Will I see you again?" Tom asked as he picked his shirt up.
Jaren finished zipping his pants and made to unlatch the stall door. "Hopefully."
Tom nodded as Jaren left the stall and went back to sit with William.
"D'you get lost in there?" William asked.
"No," Jaren answered matter-of-factly as he watched Tom emerge from the restroom and rejoin his friends who were preparing to leave.
Tom stared directly into Jaren's eyes, and Jaren responded with a smile.
William caught the look and glanced around to follow Jaren's gaze. He turned back to Jaren with a look of incredulity. "You didn't!"
Jaren shrugged.
"A stranger! In a public bathroom! Have you no shame?"
"Well, if you're that upset I promise never to fuck you again."
William smiled. "Like hell, you little slut. In fact, we're going back to your place right now so you can give me a nice little re-enactment of your intimate bathroom rendezvous."
Jaren smiled and began gathering up his trash. "I think I can handle that." Jaren nodded towards the exit. "Let's get out of here."