SexCraft

Chapter 2

Oh, man. What happened? Did I have some fuckin' wild dream? Ouch!, my asshole hurts like I shit out a load of bricks. 

and, dude!, did someone take a dump of turds in my mouth?! 

Oh, oooh!, it was Mike, and, Xander, and, I was right in the middle of it all! Wow! I remember some of it now, and, what a fuckin' blast we had. 

It smells like I'm at Xander's place, those burnin' incense are so strong. I'd recognize them anywhere. He wants me to learn a bunch of junk he does but it's been kinda hard to learn. He says it's written in the…, uh…, Cosmos and, Beyond that I'm goin' to be his intended replacement when he moves on to the…, uh…, higher levels of Kab,..aizm. I'm still not so sure what the fuck he means.

"What? What did you say, Xander?", I heard him say somethin' but nobody's here but me. This is really weird, maybe I'm not sure what's going on at all.

"No, you're doing very well, and, good morning, my little bitch boy", it's Xander holdin' what looks like a glass of orange juice. and, this time he's actually in the room.

He holds out the glass and jests for me to take it.

"Here, my Sunflower, drink this potion and all will be well." Oh fuck, now he's in the room, but his lips aren't movin', but I'm hearin' him, ...

"Hearing! Garrett! It's hearing, and not hearin'. It's time that you learn proper speech and grammar. It's imperative that you have the wherewithal to think and converse with eloquence and finesse. Do you not agree?", Xander says with a slightly sharp voice. He then sets the glass of juice on the nightstand. 

"I'm not sure if I understood everything you just told me", I said while lookin' at the floor.

Xander reaches out with one finger under my chin, lifts up my head and says, "You will have an enormous task to change 18 years of an improper education which has encompassed your entire being. But the knowledge will flow effortlessly into your mind, and you will overcome it. Do you understand, my Sunflower?"

This time I'm staring at him directly in his eyes while saying, "Honestly, I don't know what to say 'cause, no, because I don't understand some of the words you're usin', using. I gotta lot to learn...."

Xander cut in and, said, 

"Lessons 1 through 3. 

Lesson 1: Increase your vocabulary;

Lesson 2: Learn proper grammatical forms and, usage; 

Lesson 3: Become prolific in the Brythonic language. 

That should keep you busy for about a week."

"What?!Are you kidding' me, Xander? How do you expect me to ...."

He cuts me off again, and, this time he reaches out and, grabs my shoulders to pull me in close to his body,

"Don't worry Master Garrett, specialized incantations for every lesson will expedite your learning process. and, after the completion of a lesson, I'll teach you new Gay erotic suggestions for your erections", he's giggling.

"In fact, drink this potion", he picks up the glass and hands it to me. What the hell, I'll drink it, what more could he do to me? 

Oh man, it's nice washing' this crap out of my mouth. and, it kinda relaxes me, like a joint of his Blue Dragon weed.

 

"Xander, what happened to us last night?", I'm moanin' out while looking' at our naked bodies.

He told me the whole wild thing. I didn't want to believe it, but on the other hand, it really turned me on. At that time I looked down at my cock, and, couldn't believe what I saw, I said, 

"Holy mother of shit holes!, Xand,er, my cock, it's so fuckin' big! I don't understand, how it could be so big, at least, what, 9 inches soft?! Did you do this for me, Xander?" 

"Yeah, little buddy, just for you. and, you owe me a little something for such a big thing, right?" 

"Yeah, anything, you name it and it's done." 

Xander hand,s me this fine lookin' black leather harness with gold studs and, hardware. He tells me to put it on. 

"Anything you say, anything." I put the  harness on. It's an absolutely perfect fit. But how?It looks kinda old. Very hot looking with this crafting that must have been done by hand.

My Dad's one of these types who gets on buying sprees and, one time he bought some old leather "objects of art", as he calls his collections. He taught me a lot, and, damn, I know quality leather. My new harness has gotta be numero uno in quality. 

"Put on the harness and turn around", I slip it on and turn away from him. He's strapping it on me while saying something in a very low and mysterious voice. But, I didn't care, he's always doing shit like that. 

"Oh, excellent my little Sunflower. It's refreshing to hear that you're using better grammar when you think. Using  -ing instead of the less dignified -in' at the end of verbs is an indication that you are indeed serious about changing your perspective on self-esteem", he proudly said. 

"Now turn back around and give your Xander a big bear hug, and we'll kiss to seal the deal."

 I don't know what he means, but I'm doing it anyway. I'm still curious how he's reading my mind.

It's now the next day at school. That's  odd, in my memory there's no recall of the previous night's activities after receiving my new harness and drinking Xander's potion. 

Nobody's saying a word about my harness. I can now see why, It's invisible! I can feel it, but it's just not visible! Oh well, it's some spell Xander put on it for me, or who in the hell knows what? 

Wow, I really fill out my jeans. In fact, I'm getting those longer-than-usual looks that are kinda similar to how Mike looks at me. Huh, maybe I've got some secret admirers right here. Maybe I should strike up a talk with these new admirers. Yeah, why not? In fact, today after school I'll do just that. 

Walking down the school hallways trying to avoid the groups of girls was always a big hassle. But, today I think I'll be a bit of a flirt and be the one that got away. Why not? It's what these bitches deserve. 

"Hey girls, y'all got any reason for not coming to the football game tonight?" Gabble gabble gabble gaggle. That's all I can make out in all the excitement of their combined response. 

Hey, here comes, Jim, the cutie I saw at the Gay bar in Lubbock. 

"See y'all at the game, ladies," I'm using a mellow tone to those bitches.

"Hey Jimmy, wait up, bud!" I'm yelling down the hallway at his gorgeous bubble butt as I run towards him.

After catching up to him I put my arm around his muscular neck, gave him a little squeeze, and, quietly said, "Can you drop by my house after the game tonight and, give me some help with Mr. Simon's calculus assignments, please man? You know if I fail his class or at least don't get a tutor, I could be suspended from the team." 

He looked up at me and whispered, "Oh yes sir, Garrett." Bingo! I thought, I've got me a fuck buddy. This time I squeezed his neck even harder and he let out a moan of pleasure. 

After the game, the coach told me that I was a significant asset in protecting our line of scrimmages. So, making some extra points with him, my cock felt even bigger. Yeah, Jimmy boy's gonna be all mine tonight. and, the funny thing is I'm really good at math. Dumbing it up in calculus had better be an acting job that Jim can't see through, or my ass is grass. 

We're all running into the stadium's showers and locker room. Once in a while I look up at Jim, he's briefly staring at me. Play it cool, Jim, I'm thinking, don't want anybody to catch on to us being queer for each other.

 

Since the game would end at around 6 pm, I told Jim to get to my house at 8 pm, plenty of time for Mike to leave and my dad to be in his bedroom, way in the back of the house. 

Before Jim's arrival, I'll do my Controlling Incantation to guarantee I have every bit of power over him. But before he gets here, Xander wants to see me about something very exciting. Not too sure what he wants because he's being kinda mysterious and demanding that he sees me first. Big fucking deal, I'll go there and, be back by 7:30.

When I get to the occult shop, the door is wide open so I walk in and see Xander talking to himself. Then, he turns to me, gives me a glass of orange juice to drink which I slam down in a couple of gulps. Then he says, "Fuck me with your big dick, my Sunflower. You’re going to fill me with your baby batter, understand,?", he commanded with a sense of urgency. 

Sounds good to me, so we walk to his bedroom and get naked. I look down at my cock. Holy banana peels, Batman! I don’t know for sure, but my rock hard cock has got to be 12 inches long, but not too thick because it's sticking straight out parallel to the floor. It's the perfect cock!

"You're welcome, Garrett"

"Stop, …I mean, how do you read my mind? It's kinda creepy and far-out at the same time."

Without waiting for a reply, I grab his slender but kinda hot body at his waist, and turn him around. Then, with my left hand, at the base of his neck, I push his upper body onto the bed. My right hand is busy coating my cock with spit, homemade lube.

That groovy ass is high in the air awaiting my assault. I stand there with my eyes fixed on those two perfectly round orbs. Using both hands, the butt cheeks are quickly pulled apart to reveal his hot, hairy man pussy.

Instead of fucking that tight hole, I feel compelled to do some tasting of his sweet pussy. Dropping to my knees puts me at mouth level to his awaiting hole. So, I'm going for it. Moving in to tongue his hairy hole, I begin to smell that distinctive musky scent of a man's fuck hole. Yeah, my cock was quickly getting harder as the smell increased.

My tongue takes short licks directly on his hole and makes Xander moan in delightful ecstasy. His erotic sounds increase as my head moves in and I bury my whole face between his cheeks. 

His strong musky smell excites me beyond my expectations, so, my tongue digs deep into his sensitive hole causing louder moans. In my own ravaging way, I felt like a god.

That's enough foreplay. Standing up and pressing my now iron rod against Xander's awaiting pussy hole, it's thrusted deep into his body all the way until my base hits his anus with such force that he lets out a sound of pure agony. But, I don't care because I know I'm a powerful god. The repeat fucking of his ass over and, over without stopping has filled the room with deafening cries of a boyish voice begging for mercy. But, I can't stop. I must spread my seed by filling this body that lies before me with my essence. 

His shouts of agonizing pain and pleas of begging me to stop this cruel act fade. and, now, I must run home.

Wait, something just happened to me and I feel kinda weird about it. Amnesia, that's what I've got. I've heard about it and, I think that's what I have – confusion, too.

Suddenly, I knew I'd be back by 7:30 and here I am. Funny thing is that Xander wasn't at the shop. Why would he flake out on me knowing how close we've become. Oh well, big fucking deal. But, wait, something is telling me that I've been there earlier. Fuck man, what's up with all this memory shit.

The incantation has been cast, it's 8 pm, and, Jim should,  …wow, right on time, …there's a knock at the front door, and, here I go to let the fly in my spider's web. 

"Hey, Jim buddy, come on in, and, let's say we have a joint before we get down and dirty.  Okay?" I said in my sexiest voice, holding up a rolled joint of what Xander calls, Red Devil's Power weed. 

"Sure thing, Garr, can't wait for the dirty part." He then reaches for the doobie and lights it up. Then he takes a drag, hands it over to me and I take a deep hit. We repeat the exchange until the joint is gone.

"Wow! I'm feeling no pain and, like I'm floating in outer space, Jimmy boy." I mumble out while latching on to his adorable little body, then planting a big fucking kiss and, sticking my tongue to the back of his throat. 

Jim reaches down and aggressively grabs my package, squeezing and releasing it over and over. Man, Xander's pot and dirty little incantation at work again! 

"Come here you adorable hunk of a boyish young man!", I commanded him. He's grabbing my cheeks while kissing me like he's never had the chance of kissing a man before. Which is probably right.

Suddenly it's the next day and I can't find Jim anywhere at school. So I decided to ask our coach if he's seen him. He gives me a puzzled look and tells me how strange it is because he's never been absent without calling him. "Nope, he's never not done this before, Garrett." 

Wait a minute, you idiot, you haven't tried the most obvious place. His house has gotta be where he's at. Man, whata dope I've been. I've never felt so god-damn stupid. 

Running in this heatwave is for the pits man. His mom was single and works, so I don’t know. After knocking on the door it opens, and it's his mom. "Yeah, what do you want kid?", she yelled out with one hand, on her ass and, the other holding a cig and, taking a deep drag. "Hi Mrs. Young, is Jim home from school today?" 

"He's here and, just who are you kid-o?" 

"Ah, I'm on the football team with the other guys, ah, we were just wantin' to know how he's doin' since he…", she cut me off, 

"Yeah, yeah, the little bastard claims he's too sicky-poo to go to school, so here I am losing good money, ya hear me! And, his mommy's got to stay home and pamper the little whining fart! Get in here kid, what's on your mind."

I took a big, deep breath and, said in a husky voice, "Don't worry Mrs. Young, I can watch him for you so you can go to work. What do you do, Mrs. Young?" 

She answered by leaning over to look me straight in my eyes. Then while chewing and, smacking the gum in her mouth, she says very quietly and slowly, "You - would - not - un - der - stand, …at least not at your age." Then she turns around, heads to the door and, smoothly walks out, swishing back and forth like a snake in the grass after her prey.

I yelled out, "Jim! where are you buddy?", his weak and trembling voice seemed to be coming from upstairs. So, I'm running up the stairs, three steps at a time, trying to find out what in the hell is going on.

"Jimmy, buddy, where are you!" I'm yelling out at the top of the stairs. "Oh, there you are." His door is open, and he's lying in bed with the covers pulled up to his nose.

"Garr, do you know what happened to me last night? My ass is so sore that I can barely walk or do number 2."

"Shit, Jim, shit! We don't say number 2 anymore. Never mind little buddy, pull down your shorts and, turn over and, let me take a look." I spread those beautiful bubble cheeks apart and saw a pretty damn reddish pussy hole. But no broken skin or bleeding.

"How do I look back there, Garr?"

"In your asshole, Jim, not back there!" I was trying to let him know how to be loose in the way he talks. But, maybe this is the wrong time for that.

"Looks like my little boy's a man now, right Jim?" My voice cracked a bit.

Jimmy then said in a big questioning way, "Garr, what do you think happened to me last night? You and I were together, kissing, not having sex, but making love. There's a big difference, you know. I truly do feel love for you, Garr. Look in my eyes, be a trustworthy lover, and make me believe that you feel a special passion for me, too."

Man, I'm not sure what to say to this pussy boy. He wants a fucking lover, but I'm only 18 and, ready to play the field of the C-triple-B's. I gotta get some advice from Xander. Like now! 

Smiling, I softly told him, "Don't worry babe, I'll be right back with a cure for you." 

Jim's smiling now and seems better knowing I'm here to help. 

"Be back in a flash, Jim!"

I know exactly where to get everything to fix up Jimmy Boy, Xander's occult shop. and, fortunately, it's less than 2 miles from here. 

I'm now at the occult shop. I see Xander through the window and he's talking with some old lady. Obviously, it's just one of his many widowed wealthy women eager to spend their extra money for Xander's spells, potions, amulets, man, you name it, he's got it. Being the only authentic sorcerer in the Plainview and Lubbock areas, he's very popular and, in demand,. Okay, finally she's paying up and leaves out the door.

"Namestā, my sunflower, come into your Daddy Sorcerer and Necromancer's Lair. 

What do you seek? How can I help? How is your pussy boy Jimmy? Ah, that struck vibes in the Quantum Cosmos and Beyond." He's saying while lifting his arms to the ceiling.

"Xander, I don't even know what you just said, dude. We've got big troubles with Jim. I know I fucked his tight little virgin pussy last night, and, I think I went too far. I remember ramming my thick, hard 12-inch cock (thank you very much, by the way) on the first penetration, without lube, and I went all the way to the base. I was like the wildest animal, out of control. But he just wanted more. 'Fuck me Garr! Harder! Deeper, please!' I don't know why…?"

"Settle down, sunflower, he'll be cool." Xander calmly said as he reached under the counter and gave me a package that was already sealed with Jim's name on it.

Xander went on saying, "Now you take this potion to your little pussy boy, follow the written Incantation, and, everything will be like groovyville within an hour, my big sunflower."

I'm relieved, but before I can leave, Xander says, "Garrett, come back after 6 this evening, we have something to plan for. Do I make things crystal clear?"

"Uh yeah, crystal clear, Xander." 

What the hell did he mean?

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Soon to come is Chapter 3: The Cosmos and Beyond