Hello, this will be the last of the IASIBC Series and the next one I send could you put it in the sme page?
Warnings: This story is pure fiction. It was based on my imagination and my imagination only. The characters and places are purely fictional. Thank you. Enough of this talk, let's begin the story.
Title: Released Magick
Information: Alright, as much as it tears me to deplete the magick in this story, I must as most of you don't like it (but I do have a few of you who do so I'm sorry) and what most writers must deal with, is to please you, the fans, and as they say, e-mails are a writers true reward. I'd like to thank Don, for sharing with me this piece of knowledge, people know what they want to get and they go for it. They do not like to go into a store with an open mind and some don't mind a new discovery now and then but others do. And with that mouthful, I'll shut up.
Disclaimer: The first parts will have major teasing and oral sex. Nearing the end, it will all convert to major seriousness, so I've warned you.
Main Characters:
Mark - A black-haired, hazel-eyed, blader boy, whose main fascination is his constant guessing of people and things around him. It never says in the story but he is 15 years old, sophomore, about 125 lbs., 6'1", and a good 9-inch cock. He has a very docile persona that breaks almost out almost every time Matt touches him. His main attraction is Matt, a person who I'm getting to, ever since Brian, I will talk about him later on, cast a spell. That's right people, if you haven't noticed this story deals with the occult, magick, socerers, but mainly sex. Now isn't that what you truely came here for? Well, I'm just rambling. Mark is a full on sorcerer, though he never revels it in this story. He became this way through years of training due to his father's side of the family. His main power deals with earth and nature. He finds that he likes mostly the black-haired, skater, shy, but cute, boys.
Matt - A black-haired, hazel-eyed, a true skater boy, whose main fascination is being able to fit only 50-words-per-chapter persona and the uncanny ability to be able to worry about what his friends think about him. He is 15 years old, sophomore, about 120 lbs. (Still having his baby fat but it fits his body), 5'6", and a nice 8-inch cock. Matt fell in love with him in the beginning chapter, with the help of Brian. Speaking of Brian, he is also Matt's other lover, and it's a true lover. Matt is a novice at being a sorcerer. He mainly relies on his ability to remember all the things he's read. He is a fire element. He is attracted to black or blonde haired, outrageous personalty, kind of guys.
Brian - A blonde-haired, blue-eyed, prep, Aryan, whose main fascination is his ability to mess up spells. He is 15 years old, sophomore, about 125 lbs. (The skinniest of the three), 5'9", with a nice 7.5-inch cock. He fell in love with Matt long before he cast the spell. The other two helped him find out that he belonged with Matt. He has an outrageous persona which totally clashes with our narrator, Mark. He finds out that he could love Mark. In the end he loves them both.
Last Time on `It All Started in Business Class':
I shot, shot hard into Brian, coving him with my hot slime. This triggered Brian, he shot, without anybody's help, unto his chest, my chest, his chin, his mouth, his nose, hair, it was fucking everywhere. I wonder how Matt was able to swallow it all. As he shot, he tightened his ass on my dick, which made me tightened my ass muscles on his dick, that triggered Matt's orgasm. HE shot for eternity. Still deep within me he shot, what I felt was, nine wads. He was holding it in for over a day, I don't blame him.
Brian and I are already flaccid, I just wanted to lie there with both of them in my arms till sunrise. Matt, on the other hand, was still hard a rock. He started to sway back and forth.
I laughed and said, "Matt, I know you just cummed once today, but . . . I'm too tired do you mind if we stop? Well, after 30 minutes at least." He did not stop, "Matt? What's wrong?" He turned me over and started to fuck me, hard.
I looked over to Brian, he had a frightened look on his face, "Oh, no." It was barely noticeable. "Mark, remember when we did the spell to teleport us here?" I nodded and pulled my head back as Matt started to hit the place. "Well, hear anything else in there?"
I tried to remember what he said but Matt's consistent pounding pushed my head into the sand. "Oh, forget it. I used a spell of lust. I used it on Matt. It looked as if he needed to cum so . . . don't worry the spell ends as soon as he's satisfied."
I was shocked and said, "Satisfied? We're teenagers. Heard of raging hormones? He'll never stop."
I was worried of what to come.
To be continued.
Presently:
I looked at Brian trying not to go insane. I mean, ok, so if your being fucked I guess your true love will be the great person to be, but still! I tried to keep my temper wile I said, "All right, let's recap for a minute. You use a spell that lead Matt and me together, which is good. We used a spell to see if you belong with Matt, and ok, I'll live with it. You used a spell to make Matt become a nympho?! Let's see, I think I'll label that . . . BAD!"
Brian lowered his head in shame, "Sorry. So sorry."
Matt on the other hand, was completely in bliss and totally clueless of the world around him except for my asshole and his dick. I cooled down from Brian's apology and Matt's fucking, which was getting frantic. He kept hitting the sweet spot with every thrust and made me moan. I don't believe it he's actually getting better.
I felt bad for yelling at Brian, so I apologized, "Brian, look, I'm sorry I snapped at you but you got to put yourself in my place. How would you feel if you just lost your anal cherry and were to be fucked for all time? I mean, I know it feels good . . . so good," Matt hit the spot again. "Oh, god. pant Oh, god! Ahem I'm sorry about that. Well, tell me how you'd feel? Can you break the spell?"
Brian turned away from me, began to feel the barrier that surrounded us, and mumbled under his breath so softly I had to kiss Matt to keep him from moaning, "I dealt with it fine." He tuned back toward us, "I can't end the spell without the book. We have to get in the house."
I thought about the scene with Matt and me, on the ground, rolling around in the sand, his mouth on mine, my arms around him, and him thrusting, it made me even hornier.
Brian felt the barrier, "Mark, do you mind taking the circle down? If you don't mind, of course."
Breaking away from Matt's mouth, I sighed, gritted my teeth, and said, "I'm a little busy right now do you think you could just break it?"
Matt's face shown nothing but ecstacy, lust, and the urgent need for release.
Brian chuckled and said, "Oh, yeah. Sorry." With his feet he flung the sand breaking the circle and exposing us to the world, "Are you comfortable?"
"Not, right now. Can you take him off?"
"No, he's invincible right now. The only way to get him off is to . . . get him off, pardon the pun."
"Well, do something to help."
Brian walked over to us and sat to the right of me, "Maybe this will help." He liked his finger and directed it to Matt's asshole. From what I could tell, Brian was about to finger-fuck him, and I was right for Matt arched his body from the penetration. I guess he's pretty tight, "Wait for it, wait for it. I've almost got it."
I had no idea what he was rambling on about, but I resolved not to ask.
Brian had a look of deep concentration, looking for what he was, well . . . looking for. He must have found it for Matt instantly fell on top of me. Brian must have hit the `spot' as I call it, and I know it instantly created a wave of pleasure. Then I felt warm liquid in my ass, Matt must have cummed. Immediately Brian pulled him off of me, "All right, I'll keep him busy. Let's go back to the house."
`How will you keep him busy?' I wanted to ask, but as I got off the ground and dusted off the sand from my ass and back, I saw Brian was jacking Matt off while picking him up. If I wasn't so boned up it would have looked so hilarious, a cute guy leading a cuter guy by his dick toward who knows where, but as you know I was still horny.
Brian seemed to be having as much fun as Matt, just having delight in ordering around a person. As he pulled toward the right and to the right Matt followed. It was hilarious seeing Matt walk left and right, that I chuckled. I was about to say, `Let go of him.' but rethought about it because of what Matt might do to the nearest unclothed ass.
Brian's facial expression is tedious, and his dick was glistening in the moonlight from his precum. He must have gone hard during his fingering. Matt's dick seemed bigger, a lot bigger than when it entered my ass.
My ass felt like it wouldn't close for an entire week! Matt only cummed twice in me but I felt so wet. I could feel it drip down out of my ass. I resisted the urge to scoop it up and taste it because it was in my ass, I mean, that's just sick.
Brian called to me, "Hey, let's go back to the house," he repeated.
"That's okay, just bring him inside, reverse the spell, and I'll meet you there in a while. I'm gonna swim a little, I've always liked the waves here. Reminds me of home."
"I'll meet you inside in . . . 10 minutes? I don't know about the spell. I didn't see a reversal." he asked as he scooped up a gob of precum with his other hand from Matt's erupting dick.
"Sure, I feel like an idiot to ask but do you have a towel I could use?"
"It's cool, just why? I've seen you nude already?"
"I don't know, I guess it still feels a little weird for me, plus I don't want to wet your floor."
Brian lead Matt toward the house, turning around ever so often making sure that they wouldn't hit so they wouldn't walk into anything.
Matt's face stared blandly into nothingness, I want him back. I miss the glimmer of life in his eye, that stupid grin, the ways he makes me melt, I'll do anything to get him back, but for now I need to wash away the stickiness. I watched them walk away and disappear into the house.
I watched the waves, listened to the night, and for the first time in the longest time, I just . . . listened. Listened to the wind, the creatures, the waves crashing on a nearby cliff, just . . . listened. I walked into the ocean, being unclothed it was easily to break through the current. I swam, faster than I've ever had, toward to the horizon. As soon as I felt I've gone far enough, I floated there and stared at the night's sky. The stars were gone, since sunrise is just in a few minutes, and just stared and thought. I need Matt Back I don't know what to do without him.
Turning around, I dove underwater, cleansing myself with the currents. It felt nice being to commune with nature, sensing what the next path I have to go. It's been too long, way to long since I sense anything. This time I feel . . . feel that . . . something big is about to happen, a major decision. What would it be?
Getting tired I headed back to shore. I felt clean, if you don't count the fact that I smell salt. I shivered as I got out of the water. I just noticed that the fortune has gotten me pretty shaken up. Rapidly I raced to the house, to tell them of my prediction.
As I entered, I saw the towel he left me on the sliding door's handle. The clothing we left was gone, I guess Brian brought them in, "Brian? Where are you guys?"
"In the library. Just follow my voice."
That I did. He sounded pretty far away, "Hey, how's Matt?"
"I still didn't find a reversal, so I still don't know."
"That's okay, I have an idea. Let's go into his mind," I said as I turned a corner. His voice got louder so I must have gotten much closer.
"Go into his mind? Are you sure that's safe? I mean, we could do some pretty serious damage. Personality changes."
"Preferences."
"Taste in clothing."
"Might, increase his surfing . . . ability?" I said as I turned the corner to find an enormous library. The place was huge. It tripled my bedroom space. The walls were filled with bookshelves. It was amazing. Not amazing, overwhelming. I mouth fell open, literary.
"Maybe." It was Brian's voice that brought me back. He had his nose in a book. He must have seen my mouth agape for he said, "I know overwhelming isn't it?"
"You read my mind." I said as I walked over to him, "Where's Matt?"
He pointed over my shoulder toward a couch that psychiatrist use, with a vibrator in his ass. I turned back to Brian with a quizzical look on my face.
"Hey, its only thing that keeps his sexual frenzy in place."
I chuckled.
"What's so funny?"
"You said sexual frenzy. Hey, how many times did he cum?"
"Tonight? Four times, twice in you, once when I was preparing him and another when I started it to vibrate. Get over it and help me here."
I followed as he lead me toward a bookshelf in the back, hidden in the shadows. I noticed that the books were mainly leather bound, and looked many years old. Brian Grabbed one book at the bottom of the shelf and handed it to me. It was in amazing shape, for it's age.
"What's this?" I asked.
"De Livre de Magick."
"The Book of Magick? What's it for?"
"You said we were going into his mind right? Well, we could use this to get in and don't do any damage."
"All right, I get that. What I don't get is why did you even use the spell? You must have known I would have let him do anything to me? Why the spell?"
"Okay, this spell makes his conscious-self lies dormant and after his body has its full, and his conscious comes back to life and all the orgasms he's had will attack him all at once. After words he'll remember every detail that he did with us. I wanted his to be happy."
"That I could understand, my whole body wants him to be happy."
"But . . . ?"
"No but . . . nonetheless . . ."
"Nonetheless is a variation."
"Okay, nonetheless, you shouldn't be messing with powerful magicks, it could be very dangerous." When I said those words I knew that it happened. I've turned into my predecessor, my father. I'm acting just as he had when he found me fooling around with an ancient book of his in the basement It's an advantage being the son of an archeologist.
"All right, let's start."
Over the next few minutes we meditated to our unconscious state. Taking an athame, I made a long cut on my palm. I handed it to Brian and he did the same, "Hear me Corsheth, lend me vision. Let our souls connect with whom we need." With our bleeding hands we touched Matt and we were off.
I went frigid, literary. I felt frozen. Starting to panic I tried to move my hand, my eye lids, legs, anything. I was in a void and no one was with me. I could not see, just darkness. I'm in a coffin in the ground. It was like my whole body fell asleep. Then warmth.
The tingle was settling, the tingle when anything on your body falls asleep and then . . . tingle. I could move now, barely. I blinked and found myself in a blinding white room. Looking around I found emptiness. It wasn't exactly like a room, just a void, a void of emptiness that stretched farther than the universe. I felt alone, I can't take it here, if I do I'll do insane.
"Of course not, your mortal." It was a voice from behind me.
I turned to find a person behind me, "Who are you?"
"You tell me."
"Find if you won't tell me who you are, answer this, where are we?"
"You tell me."
I started getting annoyed with this person. I couldn't see who it was for its face was shrouded under a hood. The hood was attached to a deep green cloak, covering this person's whole body. He or she walked with their hand in front of them, like a monk.
"I resent that, I do not look like a monk."
"How do you know--?" Then it hit me, "You're the Oracle, aren't you? Forgive my impudence, but why have you summoned me? We did not--? Oh no, where's Brian?"
"He should be arriving shortly. While we wait for his appearance, please follow me, and please, no more questions till I explain everything and I did not summon you. Ah, here he is." He directed toward my right and suddenly, out of nowhere, a figure started to materialize, right in front of us, "Amusing isn't it? How his clothign appears before his body."
I noticed that the clothing was of Brian's, so I assume it was he.
"Oh no, child. Never assume anything. For what you know you could be deadly wrong. Just an advice. No as soon as he finishes bring him into the spirit chamber. I think you'll find a special friend inside."
"What time chamber?"
"This one." He turned and pointed behind him. As he did his sleeve pulled back and revealed a human hand, very young. Behind him a door emerged. Finally a room away from this vastness. I nodded and he left floating majestically into the room.
Turning back I found Brian, solid-like. Without any pleasantries I grabbed his hand and dragged him into the room, not giving him any time to notice his surroundings, "Just don't ask."
As we entered the room, we found the Oracle and . . . Matt! I ran for him, letting go of Brian's wrist, and hugged him. He was frozen, not cold, stiff, lifeless.
"Don't worry, here." He let out his hand and touched Matt's shoulder and released him from his confinements.
"Mark? Where are we? Okay, losing ability to breath."
I let go and stepped back, "My bad."
"That's okay. Hey, Brian what's with Ma- - uhh!" He was cut off by Brian's embrace.
"Sorry."
"Okay, you two have something to tell me. For one, have you two been smoking? The second, who's that? Third, where are we?" The Oracle was turned away from us staring at the walls.
"That's what I want to know." Brian chimed.
"That is the Oracle, and I guess we're in the Guardian's Lookout, the staple to where the Oracle watches the Universe."
Both had a quizzical look, Matt was the first to speak, "Wait a minute, . . . huh?"
I began to explain, "The Oracle, guards the universe and protects all life from the supernatural forces, though he's not to mess with mortal problems. He controls all life, I guess you may say he's the equivalent of th Greek Fates."
That seemed to sink in for they just turned and looked at the Oracle, "Him?"
"Yes, him."
I pointed at the Oracle, and brought them to him.
"Where's your offering?"
Brian looked at me and whispered, "Are you sure that this is the Oracle? He's acting infantile."
The Oracle turned around and looked at Brian, probably annoyed at his comment.
"That I am."
I bowed and answered, "I'm sorry for my friend's audacity." I shot Brian a look that could kill, "I'm sorry but we didn't bring any . . ."
Matt stepped forward, "Don't worry I got this." He took off his silver watch and put it in his palm.
The Oracle put out his palm and the watch flew to him, "Time. I like time. It amuses me. Now to get down to business. A threat to human kind was borne a few hours ago in my time, eons and eons in yours. One of you shall open the door that revels his whereabouts. I'm sorry but it is true. One of you will seal the fate of humankind, with your blood. One of you will die."
Shocked, unbelievably shocked, of how he said that. So calm, so nonchalant, he didn't even care!
"That's not true, I'm calm because you can change it."
The other two looked at me, "Oh, he can read minds. You said we could change it?"
"Yes, follow me." He guided us toward another room, "This is not just a room. This is the Time Chamber, brings you to any time you want. Let's say that it's a Divine Time machine. You see your veins contain blood which contains magick. If we take away the magick your blood will be useless. The world will be safe again for the next eon. You see this threat is actually what your world calls, Asmodeus, the demon of Lust. Your world consists of lust by voluminously. He has a chance to leave per eon. As soon as your power leaves you will lose any memory of ever using it and anything that you use it for you lose. As it was chosen in the Creation your memories will be erase if you don't give anything that is equal with it power."
Brian started to speak up, "Why would we give up our powers?"
"Because it's for the good of the world."
"When we lose our memories, will we lose each other?" Matt asked as he stepped toward the Oracle but then moved back.
He hesitated, "Well, since you just got you powers you won't lose much, Matthew, well except your bruise it will show. Brian, you will lose your memory but you'll live. Mark, you'll keep your memories." I get to keep my memories? Why what good will it do if I loss Matt? Why would I want them? "Because you need to know who saved the world. Also it does matter that you will remember Matt and what you did. When you go back in time, you will release their power when they are about to receive it ok?"
"Why does he get to keep his memories and not us?" Brian asked. I could tell he was getting annoyed with the Oracle. Matt was silent, he grabbed my hand and held it tight, I'm glad he's gonna miss me.
"All right, he can keep his memory for he has something in return, his power. You see magick is a gift, it is given to you by your ancestrtor. It's grown to immense proportions and like I said the only thing that let's you keep your memories is something of equal to trade."
"But that's not fair." Brian whined.
"Some things in life aren't fair, this is an example."
Suddenly Matt spoke, "Excuse me Oracle, could I speak to you, privately?" The Oracle directed toward the end of the Spirit Chamber.
"If you would Mark, Brian, could you go into the Time Chamber. We'll meet with you a minute. Now what did you want?"
I took Brian by the arm and took him into the room. It was just as bright as outside and inside what looked like a teleporter, like the one in Star Wars. It radiated with the color blue, the only thing that had color in the whole room if you didn't count us.
Brian then took my hands and stood in front of me. "Okay, I'm still in the dark here. I'll miss my powers but he's right, I'll get over it. What I won't get over is Matt or . . . you. Just when we started to get along, huh? Heh, I'd actually thought that we'd spend our lives together." His head came closer to mine, his breath was warm, I looked into his eyes and knew that he was telling the truth, "We didn't even get to spend more than a day. Another thing that he's right about, life's not fair and you know what I'll miss . . . doing . . . this." He leaned in and kissed me, with ever so softly, gently. I fell in love with him just then and he's right I will miss him and Matt just the same.
I started to tear I can't lose them, but I can't lose the world. I would rather lose them and have them happy. It's better then having them dead.
The others returned, "Mark, its okay, we'll be okay," Matt said.
`How can we be okay?' I wanted to ask but though about it, I trust him.
He walked over to Brian and kissed him, "I'll miss you." He started to cry, he just let go. Why didn't he kiss me? Why did he leave me alone?
"I'm sorry but we have to do this quickly, in your time years have already past. We have to get you back. Once you bind their power you'll be sent to your body and remember everything but you must not try and get your powers back. Now Mark could to get on the teleporter."
I got on and the floor felt cushiony, "All right now what do I have do? Goodbye."
"Just stand there. Now this will hurt a little, exhale." I did and was sent into the void again. I felt cold, then felt nothing at all.
This time I could see and can move around me looked like a dream, misty blue then out of nowhere three windows opened, one showed Matt studying just this afternoon, another showed Brian with Jonathan meditating, and the last me just a young boy, at age 5, practicing drawing out raw energy.
I needed to cast the spell right now, "I close my eyes, hold them tight. Release our Powers, into the night. Ancient Forces given to me, please let me be." That was it and I was sent out to my body. I can't believe that just those words can relinquish all those years of training.
ORACLE NARRATING:
They evaporated in front of me within minutes, Mark must have done it. The world is saved. In just a few more hours I have to deal with another one. I hate this job. Now I know I can't mess with mortal affairs. It's just that I wanted to see Brian happy, I didn't know he could have destroyed the world, next time I will not teach anyone the craft. Oh, who am I kidding? I'm going to make the same mistake. Well, here I go.
MARK NARRATING:
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a familiar place, the classroom and fifteen minutes before the bell rings and we go home. I looked over and found my book in front of me and Matt on the right, "We're back," he said.
I looked at him he looked just as he had that faithful afternoon, "We're back? How did - - do you know?" How the hell does he know?
He walked over to me and grabbed the ends of my desk. Taking by the sleeves of my shirt, he pulled me out of the desk roughly. He looked intensely in my eyes, "Ever wonder why I kissed Brian and not you?"
I could hear the tinge of amusement, and I knew this was an act, I shook my head.
He studied my face and my body he let go of my sleeves and dusted me off, "Because I get could do this." He wrapped his arms around my head, pulled me down and kissed me forcefully.
I didn't know who was to break the kiss, I decided to let him break it. When he didn't, I broke off, with an audible smack, "What was that for?"
"Pay back, a deep, deep apology for not paying attention to you."
He kissed me again and again and again and again, "Okay . . . okay . . . okay . . . okay. Now your . . . getting really . . . friendly, aren't you? I love you too. Okay . . . okay . . ." My dick as getting harder with each kiss. I pulled him off of me and held him by the shoulders, "If you do that again you'll pull my tongue off."
"That's not the only thing I'll pull off." With that he grabbed my penis. He rubbed up and down through the fabric of my pants.
Something is different about him, he seems more confident, more loving, "Ohh . . . god. That feels . . . so good. Wait . . . I'll cum. Let me catch my breath." He stopped his rubbing.
I was breathing hard and questions were running through my mind, "All right, how do you have your memory. I thought the Oracle said you'd lose it and where's Brian? There's another thing what happened to you your not experiencing the orgasms?
He looked at me, took my hands, put them around his waist, put his on my neck, and smiled, "I don't want to talk about that. About the orgasms, technically I didn't get them since I'm in a different body I didn't get the orgasms. That doesn't mean I don't remember what you did for me and now I'm getting a major case of blue balls. Now come on, what do I need to do to get into these pants?" He said trying to hold back emotions.
I noticed his face and that glimmer was still not there, I need the real Matt back, "There's something your not telling me. I think it has something to do with Brian and the Oracle. Now spill."
He let go of me and I let go of him. He turned around not facing me, "All right, I'll spill. Remember when I asked the Oracle if I could speak with him? Well, I had something to trade, love. A love for one of you."
He gave up one love to keep one? I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, "Why me? I mean, I'm glad it was me but . . . why me?"
"It seems that I wasn't even suppose to be with Brian, it was just a fluke. When I was borne, I was to be with you. Then when you came to Brian that time we were under the table," he pointed to the table on our right, "his soul touched mine. Now I gave up him to be with my true lover. The Oracle said that now I have a chance to change things, I get to keep my memories if we don't ever see each other today. If we see each other and fall in love, I'll lose my memories and him."
"I don't get it if you would have lost him anyway why did the Oracle still agree with the trade?" I brought him closer to me, put my hand on his head, and just hugged him.
"Because, of love. Even though we'll - - I'll never remember him, the love will still be there. If I stop that love I'll never have to worry about him I'll never miss him. Plus, the Oracle gave me an option. If I wanted, I could have my mind erased of Brian."
I started to rock, trying to comfort him, "What did you say?"
He held me tighter, "Of course I said no. I want to remember him, `the one that got away.' He will always have a place in my heart."
"Am I in there?" I asked before I thought. Here he was hurting and all I thought about was me. I thought he would hate me.
He chuckled, "Of course you are." That's what I love about him he has a great sense of humor.
I decided it was time, "I'm sorry but from what I can remember Brian will be here any minute. I hate to put you is this spot but you have to make the choice, stay here or leave? It's your choice."
He pulled away from me, it hurt. All I wanted was to protect him from this. To keep him from hurting. I wanted him happy. He hesitated, "Let's go."
HE grabbed my hand and pulled open the door. Looking around the room he sighed, I can't believe this all started in Business class. With that he closed the door.
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