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.