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Shape of Things to Come - Chapter 1
I - Awakening, part 1
There it is before me, young I assume, unaware and vulnerable in all its nakedness. It is the first time I have lain my eyes on one of these creatures; it is beautiful and looks delicious. And I have eyes, two of them - - -
The human boy was just climbing from the pond. It was a warm summer day with the sun high in the sky. Being nearly 14 there was nothing better than skinny dipping on a lazy afternoon. Well, one thing would have been better, having a friend or two to join in with him.
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- besides the eyes, I have a torso. It has two appendages at the top, one each jutting to a side, and another two extending straight down from the bottom. Strangely, there is a smaller appendage between these two, and with a small pouch directly beneath it. I have taken the form of this creature. `Success!' I think to myself.
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II - The Boy
After climbing from the water the boy stretches his young body out upon a large, flat rock to bask in the sun. He has some thinking to do, so much is on his mind. Yes, in two weeks he'll celebrate his 14th birthday, and his Mother is insisting on throwing him a party. The problem is who to invite. His Mother is insisting that he invite some girls, yech.
He'd much rather do what he's done the past two years, have a campout sleepover. He's just not interested in girls, yet. At least that's what his Mother is telling him. But he knows in his heart that there is more to it than that. The past year both his body and his emotions have been changing. If only he could figure it out.
The past few months he'd taken to masturbating with a frenzy. Always in his mind is the vision of another boy, usually his age, naked and beautiful, just as he is himself. All he can think of is a long, lithe body with smooth rounded buttocks, and a boy's cock. How dreamy and delicious.
As his imagination takes hold, his young cock stirs to attention. The tingling in his groin forces his left hand down to grasp his cock and start stroking. The visions in his mind turn to his friend Jimmy. Jimmy is one month younger. Jimmy's long, brown hair and brown eyes are in contrast to his own medium cropped, blond hair and blue eyes.
But it's Jimmy's ass that he's envisioning. Just a few days before, at this same pond, Jimmy and he had been skinny dipping. He'd started salivating and gotten the hardest hard- on ever when Jimmy had bent over displaying everything to see. The smooth, round globes of flesh had parted showing the sweet, pink hidden treasure between. Jimmy had bent over so far that his small ball-sac and the tip of his cock came into view underneath.
The boy had so wanted to grab hold, plant his face there and never let go. He'd had to turn and jump into the pond so as to avoid the embarrassment of his friend discovering his apparent arousal.
The faster he stroked the more he envisioned Jimmy's ass and how much he wanted it. To feel it, taste it, smell it. The thought of sliding his tongue gently over it, then slowly applying pressure to its center trying to gain entry was bringing him close to release.
Months ago he'd mostly thought of cocks, boys' cocks. At first touching them, comparing the feel, size and hardness to his own. Then came the wanting to taste one, more than one, first with just the tip of his tongue, but eventually taking them into his mouth altogether. When he blew his first load he had smelled and tasted it, and then came a wanting to smell and taste another boy's load. It was all so confusing how this had progressed and why he had such feelings.
As all these images of boys' cocks, boys blowing their loads, and Jimmy's sweet, delicious, hot ass poured through his mind he felt his nut-sac pull tight. He felt he was on the verge of a great explosion and it felt wonderful. God how he loved this feeling and almost wished it could never end.
He stroked faster and harder, now thinking of how his own boyhood had smelled. Just the day before he'd placed his own finger in his own ass. Man how that had made him cum. Afterward, he'd taken his finger to his nose and inhaled. It hadn't smelled at all like what he'd expected. It had been a deep, warm, earthy, musky smell. Just the thought was taking him over the edge. How he wanted to know if Jimmy smelled like that. He pushed his finger once again in his own hole. "Ugh" and he came with the most powerful explosion yet of his young life.
III - Awakening, part 2
The creature is moving to a flat surface and laying itself out prone. Probably to rest, or to let the warmth of the orb in the sky evaporate the liquid off its surface area. I think I remember other beings in my past exhibiting such behavior. `My past! I have a past?' I think to myself. Something tells me it will come to me in time.
But this next behavior seems new to me. I don't sense I've ever observed it. The smaller appendage at the base of its torso is growing, almost doubling in length and breadth. Now the creature has grasped it with digits attached at the end of one of its appendages and is pulling up and down its length. Even stranger to me is that my small appendage too has grown double its size in width and breadth. And I'm sensing an urgency to grasp it with my digits and pull up and down just as the creature is doing.
I'm now seeing visions of other creatures much like the one before me. Strangely the visions are mostly of the small appendages at the base of the torso and even one, most pronounced, of the lower backside of a torso. There appears to be a small pink opening in the center of a valley between two rounded orbs. I feel a compulsion to want these things, to desire them. I can sense I'm linking to this creature and that it's something I'm supposed to do.
As I open myself to the link, my being is flooded with images, then a form of communication used by these creatures. Things start to coalesce so that I may pass among them as one of their own.
My mouth is filling with liquid. I have a sense of taste, and of smell. This sense in my nose, such pungency. I stroke harder on my cock'. How wonderful all this is and I don't want it to stop. My link fully made, I'm compelled to force a finger' in my butt-hole', the fullness, the pressure bringing me such pleasure. "Ugh" and I cum' with the first explosion of my life.
That's it for Chapter 1. Please write and let me know what you think. This is my first effort at posting a story. I do know where I'm taking this, but your input and encouragement will be greatly appreciated. Oh, and sex is not the main purpose of this story, so some chapters may not contain any, only if it is pertinent to the story line. Write me at ftl33062@live.com Steven