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.