The Curtain Ripp'd

The Curtain Ripp'd Chapter 3

The Curtain Ripp'd

By Vic James

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Three =====

We stopped in front of a small house. Jim rang the bell that hung under the eaves. Mary, David's mother, answered the door.

"Well, hello! I'm glad to see you, Wizard."

"Please call me Joe."

She nodded. "Joe."

She spun around on his tiptoes, holding her arms pointed up, at first, and then lowering them as she spun. It looked a little like ballet. Maybe she danced.

"I haven't been able to do this for fifteen years!"

"I'm glad you're feeling better," I said.

"I'm not feeling better."

I frowned.

"Oh?"

"I feel young. I feel twenty." She pointed at her face. "I had deep wrinkles here. They are much less noticeable. The skin around my eyes doesn't have any wrinkles, anymore." She pointed there. "What did you do to me? It's a miracle!"

"You do look younger," Jim said.

Mary nodded her head.

"Tom noticed, too. He thought I was covering the wrinkles up somehow, but they're gone!"

I was stunned. I tried to remember what I'd thought and said when I tried to heal her. It was a healing spell, but I had found four of them in the books I'd read. I decided it was the first one. It was the longest.

"That's why we're here, Mary. We need to talk to David," Jim said.

"Jim, you know how David feels about Jessica."

"Yes, I know. Joe and I both hope Jessica comes to love him, in return."

Mary looked relieved.

"But she isn't the same Jessie that David knew before," Jim said.

"Yes. But maybe that's a good thing. This Jessica never rejected him."

"That's true.

"Now, you wanted David. He's working the fields."

"Thank you, Mary."

Jim walked off and I followed him. The fields were behind the house. We didn't see David, at first. Jim called his name. We saw a hand waving from the middle of what looked like corn stalks. We headed towards him.

"Hello, again!" David said.

He was working without a shirt and he was sweating. He still smelled good, though.

"David, we have a strange—very strange request," Jim said.

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Uh. Because of the type of wizard Joe is, he has these cravings for something. It's, uh, it's semen."

David's mouth fell open.

"Animal?" David asked.

"No. Human," I said.

"Mine?" David asked.

"If you're willing," Jim said. "It's how he gets magic, the magic he used to heal your mother and little Emmie."

David looked like he didn't believe it.

"It's really true, David," I said. "Black wizards get it by causing pain and death. I get it from causing pleasure."

David's face reflected a series of emotions.

"What exactly do you want me to do?" he asked.

"Let me suck you," I said.

"I don't have no interest in men."

"Well, I don't want you to be interested in Joe. Close your eyes and think of Jessie," Jim said.

David unfastened his pants. They fell around his ankles. He stood there, naked, with his eyes closed. I knelt in front of him. His cock was soft. I licked it, from the base to the head. David groaned. I watched it stiffen. His balls hung low. I licked them, and then took them in my mouth. He groaned, again. I pulled away and looked at him. He was a very sexy man. His cock was now fully erect. It curved upwards, gracefully. I pulled the foreskin down. His erection was really beautiful. I loved Jim's, but I thought David's was almost a work of art. I pulled it down licked the head for a while. David produced plenty of precum and he moaned continuously. I pulled away and just admired him from head to foot. My ass began spasming. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't think that was a good idea. I couldn't fall in love with him. I swallowed his cock and began sucking him. David cried out. I pulled off him. His cock bounced like crazy. I sucked on one of his balls. Then the other.

"Oh! It's so good!" he said.

I smiled. I licked the shaft for a while, before I swallowed him, again. For having no interest in men, David sure seemed to enjoy what I was doing to him. He grabbed my head, after a couple of minutes and started fucking my mouth. I grabbed his hairy ass cheeks and held on. I said a spell to make it easier for me to take him into my throat. David sped up his thrusts, until his balls were slapping hard against my chin. I ran my hands up and down the backs of his thighs.

"Damn! David!" Jim said.

David cried out as his cock began pumping jizz into me. It tasted incredible, but even more incredible was the pleasure he gave me. There was a jolt of intense pleasure with each spurt of cum. It was as though I was feeling his orgasm. Only it was a hundred times better than any orgasm I ever had. I felt my eyes roll back in my head. I even lost track of where I was for a few seconds. There was a lot of semen and I kept swallowing until I felt...invincible! After about a minute after his orgasm ended, David pulled his cock out of my mouth. I leaned forward and kissed it. I looked up at him. He was breathing hard and grinning. I squeezed the last drops out of him and licked them off the head of his cock. He chuckled, breathlessly.

"Damn! That was amazing!" he said. "I wasn't expecting to enjoy it, not with a man. But I surely did! And my milk made you glow! Damn!"

"It sure did," Jim said. "That's magic, David. Your pleasure just made him more powerful, so he can help even more people."

I nodded.

"I actually use up magic. I feel sick when it's low."

"He almost died, not long ago, from low magic," Jim said.

"No!" David said.

"I need Jim, Dan, and you to recharge me."

"Really? You need me?"

"Unless I don't use any magic."

"Lot's of folks want to talk to you," David said. "There's a lot of need."

I reached for his stiff pecker and stroked it. I cupped his balls in my other hand. David sighed. He most definitely did not stop me. I looked up at him. He looked amazing, and sexier than any porn star. His hands were on his hips. He grinned at me.

"I can tell you like my meat," David said to me.

"You've got a beautiful cock. I hope Jessica appreciates it," I said.

I felt a bit jealous of her. That was crazy, though. I had Jim. I wondered why I got more pleasure out of David than Jim or Dan, because I definitely did. I felt disloyal about that. I loved Jim. It should be better with him.

David chuckled.

"I hope she sees it!"

There was something very appealing about David. I tried to think what it was. He seemed simple. Not dumb, simple. No, he seemed honest and uncomplicated. Was that why Jim thought he was an idiot? I didn't think he was an idiot. Without knowing why, I liked him very much. His joy over what we'd just done seemed pure. I didn't get that impression from Jim or from Dan. Maybe they were complicated men. There was nothing wrong with that.

"You both want me with Jessica so she won't go after Jim, don't you?" David asked. It was blunt and direct.

"Jessica is my friend. This Jessica. I want her to be happy. You seem like a great guy. I hope you can make her happy," I said.

"You think I'm a great guy?" David asked me.

"Well, yeah. Aren't you?" I asked.

David smiled at me.

"I'm not like the Jim she had in Joe's world," Jim said. "She expects me to be like him. I don't want to be like him."

David nodded. "I can see how that would be so."

Cum was dripping off David's cockhead. I licked it off. His cock began bouncing.

"Damn!" David said. "You like the taste?"

"I love it."

"I never thought I would enjoy having another man do that, but I surely did. Now I know why men speak so highly of getting sucked."

"You've never been sucked?" Jim asked.

"No. Did Jessie?" David asked.

"No. Most women don't seem to have the desire."

David looked disappointed.

"Are you willing to help recharge me?" I asked him.

David grinned and nodded his head. "Ever day, if need be. Long as Jessie doesn't find out."

I grinned, which made David laugh, again.

I looked at the corn that surrounded us. It was about four feet high.

"How soon do you want this corn ripe?" I asked. "Do you want it now?"

"Well, sure! Worth more, out of season."

I pictured the corn as ripe. The stalks grew suddenly. The plants blossomed and then corn formed and ripened. I was surprised when David hugged me, although it was a very brief one.

"Thank you, friend," he said.

"You're welcome, David. Friend."

"I been beating my meat a couple of times a day, here in this field. I can't do it in the house, cause of Mother and Emmie. Guess I won't be doing that no more."

"I sure hope not," I said.

"And you want me with Jessie," he said.

"Yes. I want you to make each other happy. I just want to be your friend. I have Jim and I only want romance with him."

"Course, if I convince Jessie to marry me, I won't be able to help you."

"Want to bet?" Jim asked.

David frowned.

"Well, if we's married..."

"Jessie thought twice a week was a lot. She preferred once, on Saturday night. From what Joe tells me, this Jessie is probably the same."

David let out a mournful moan. "My Juda allowed me more than that, but not nearly enough."

"If you want to get all the sex you want, you have to find yourself your own Joe," Jim said.

"But I love her," David said. "And no offense intended, but I want a woman, and Emmie needs a mother. My mother's getting up in years."

I laughed. "I'm not offended. I very much want things work out between you and Jessica. In fact, I'm very tempted to use magic on her to help things along. But I know that would be wrong. She needs to love you for you, not because of magic. And you need to know that her love for you is real."

David hugged me, again. He either didn't notice or care that his erection was pressed against me. "You make a fine friend, Joe. And I promise to always be your friend."

I smiled at him.

"I don't regret marrying her, David," Jim said. "Our Jessie, I mean. It's just that the sex was rationed. She'll be a fine wife, otherwise. But if there isn't enough sex, don't forget, Joe needs you."

"Could you use just a little magic and make her like sex more?" David asked.

I looked at Jim.

"Should I? Making it more pleasurable for her doesn't seem to be wrong."

"I don't know. It sounds like a bad idea, mixing magic and marriage, but I would have wanted the same thing," Jim said. He looked thoughtful, for a moment. "Making a woman enjoy sex with her husband doesn't seem wrong. Maybe you should do it. It might make them both happier. And you're not forcing her to do something she doesn't want to do."

I nodded my head. "That's true."

I turned to David.

"First, we need to make sure it's you she wants to have sex with," I said.

I wondered if it would be wrong for me to make David slightly more desirable to her. Or to make her slightly more interested in sex. Or maybe I should just make her slightly happier. Could making someone happy be wrong? Then I had an idea that couldn't be wrong, at least in the same way. I concentrated on the scent of the cologne that Jessica gave Jim. I had a bottle of it in my hand. I was surprised to see the name of it on the bottle. I didn't know the name! I concentrated on a bottle of deodorant. I had one in my other hand.

"This is cologne that Jessica really likes. Put it on before you are about to see her. Put this on, under your arms."

David put the bottle of deodorant under his arm.

"Like this?"

I suppressed my laughter. I showed him how to apply it and explained what it did.

"You'll be the only man in town who smells good to her," I said. "She may not want to leave your side!"

David nodded his head, grinning. David grabbed my head in his two hands. He gave me a very quick, dry, peck on the lips.

"Hey, there! He's spoken for," Jim said, laughing.

"Uh, Joe? I got a problem with some of the taters," David said. "Do you mind looking at them?"

"Not at all. We're practically family," I said.

"Joe thinks of Jessie as his family," Jim said to David.

David grinned.

David pulled his pants up. His cock was still hard. He shoved it in one leg of his pants. Then he took me over to his potato plants. They were close to the house. The plants looked unhealthy, with brown and shriveling leaves. I had no idea what was wrong. I was studying botany, but it was my first semester. A healing spell had them looking lush and happy.

"I owe you more milk for that," David said to me. "Let's go back to the corn field, and I'll give it to you, right now."

We followed him there. Once he stopped, David let his pants fall to the ground. He put his hands on his hips. I knelt and watched his cock grow erect. I began sucking him. I looked up at his face. His eyes were closed and his mouth hung open. I let him slip from my mouth and sucked his balls, one at a time. David sighed. I let go of his balls. I pulled his foreskin back and began licking the head of his cock. David groaned.

"Oh! That's good! Oh! Oh!" David said.

"Have you fucked Joe? In the ass?" David asked.

"Oh, yeah," Jim said.

"How was it?" David asked. "Compared to a woman?"

"Different, but just as fun. I made both of us happy. Joe was so bright, Dan said my shadow showed up on the ceiling.

"I'm going to fuck you while you suck David tomorrow," Jim whispered in my ear. I groaned. Jim pinched my nipples.

I wondered if I should suck David tomorrow. He sort of had a date with Jessica, and maybe Jessica would want to have sex with him. Then I almost laughed. This was the woman who put off sex with her boyfriend for six years. The chances of her wanting sex on their first date were zero, unless I made it happen with magic.

A couple of minutes later, David groaned, as he shot cream into my mouth. As before, each ejaculation gave me intense pleasure. All I was conscious of was the pulsing of his cock and the taste of his semen. David was soft, when I let go of his dick. I could become addicted to David.

"Oh! That was...great. How long have you been doing that?" David asked me.

"Not long. I first sucked the other Jim, the one from my world a couple of days, ago," I said.

"Was that before Jessica broke up with him?" Jim asked.

"Yes. The evening before. I sucked him twice. He wanted Jessica, but she didn't want to have sex. It was just sex, Jim wanted no romance at all with me. I didn't mind that. He truly loved Jessica, he just needed sex and he felt it was better to do it with a man than another woman."

"That makes sense to me," David said. "If he couldn't control himself."

I felt the need to defend him. "He could control himself. He'd been controlling himself for six years! He was a good man."

I meant it. The problem was with Jessica, not Jim. I just wished Jessica was more interested in sex.

"I didn't mean no offense, Joe," David said. "It sounds like you really liked him. Did you love him?"

"I guess I did, but I didn't want to hurt his relationship with Jessica. I really liked her, too. I wanted them both to be happy."

"You're a good man, Joe. Just horny," David said.

"Like me," Jim said. "How come you find it so easy to control yourself," Jim asked David.

"I don't. I just beat my meat a lot."

"That was never good enough for me," Jim said.

"Yeah. After this, it won't be," David said, shaking his head.

"Well, let Joe help you. Your man milk will give him the power to help the people of our town."

"I know. We just got to keep it secret from Jessie," David said.

"We will," Jim said.

David pulled his pants up.

"I got to get folks to help me harvest the corn. I'm glad Jessie wanted to wait until tomorrow. Maybe I can be finished by then," David said.

"How do you want it, and where?" I asked.

"I guess right here, tomorrow," David said.

"I think he means the corn," Jim said.

David laughed.

"I thought you meant my milk."

I laughed.

I didn't think it would be a good idea to put it on the ground. So I pictured a tarp and put the ears of corn on the tarp. Harvest complete!

"Holy shit!" David shouted, as he saw the neat stack of ears of corn.

He turned and looked at me in amazement.

Jim chuckled.

"I don't want anything interfering with your date," I said.

David laughed. "Me, either, but...damn!"

I laughed, as David let his pants fall around his ankles, again.

"I'm thinking you don't mind giving Joe your milk. Am I right?" Jim asked David.

David blushed.

"I don't think I want to beat my meat, no more. Not when Joe likes doing...what he did to me. And it helps him." He looked at me. "You did like it, didn't you?"

"I loved doing it. You're a real stud."

David grinned.

I wished Jessica saw David the way I did, a really nice guy and sexy as hell. And I wished they would get married.

"I think I'll give you time to recharge," I said to David.

He grinned and nodded.

"Will you help me get the corn to the barn? With the three of us, it won't take long," David said. He pulled his pants back up.

"Where's the barn?" I asked.

David pointed.

It was the building closest to us that looked just like a barn! I felt stupid.

"Show me where you want it in the barn," I said.

"You going to use magic?"

"Sure. You gave me a lot."

"Well, I owe you more," David said.

We walked to his barn. I saw a clear space big enough for the harvest.

"That's a good spot," he said.

I put the corn there. David hugged me, again.

"I never thought I'd have a wizard for a friend," he said. "Never thought I'd have sex with a man, either."

"If you and Jessica marry, you'll practically be my brother-in-law, David."

"The kind of brother-in-law every horny husband would want to have," Jim said.

David laughed.

"If Jessie finds out, everything will be ruined," David said.

I nodded my head and wished she would never find out.

"Bye," I said, as we left the barn. David waved.

Once we were back on the street, we ran into a woman who stared at me.

"You are glowing!" she said.

"Hi, Mabel," Jim said.

"I'd like to be the first to tell you that I have asked Joe..."

"If you mean the two of you are engaged, it's too late to be first about telling me. Practically the whole town knows by now. I went to speak to Jessica after I heard. She explained about not being your wife."

"Did she seem upset about it?" Jim asked her.

"No. She said she was relieved. Said she doesn't want to act like a wife to a man she just met. She asked me what I thought about David."

I grinned.

"Good! David seems like a fine man."

"He is a fine man. One of the finest in town," Mabel said, looking at Jim.

When she turned around, Jim made a face at her.

We continued walking back to Dan's.

"Let's stop at your house. I want to use the bathroom."

"You keep using that word. What does it mean?" Jim asked me.

"Oh. A bathroom is a room where you clean yourself as well as use a toilet."

"Why use the same room to get clean and make a mess?" Jim asked me.

"That's just how we do it. Both things need water."

"A shitter doesn't need water."

"It does if you want to wash away the...shit."

Jim shook his head.

We went inside his house. Jessica jumped up and walked over to us.

"I love the bathroom!" she said, excitedly. "You don't need water. Everything you put in the tub gets cleaned. I put some of the other Jessica's clothes in it and they were instantly clean. Some of the dishes looked a little greasy. The tub cleaned them, too."

"The clothes were clean, before," Jim said.

Jessica went into another room. She came back carrying a dress. She held it up.

"It looks like it was just made," Jim said, looking amazed.

"See what I mean? I put it in the tub and instantly, it looked like this!"

"I ran out of magic creating it," I said. "I felt terrible. It took a lot out of me."

"I'm not surprised. The toilet works great, too. Absolutely no smell and no water needed. If you can give us a few more things, I won't miss home, nearly as badly."

"Speaking of the toilet, I have to use it," I said.

I walked upstairs and sat down on it. I had to take a dump. Jessica was right. The toilet was great. I needed to wipe myself, though. I decided to try the tub. I got in it, felt instantly clean, and pulled my pants up. They were clean, too. I ran my hand through my hair. It had been getting greasy, but it felt as clean as the rest of me. Then I noticed that even my teeth felt clean. I ran my tongue over them. Yup, they were clean. I understood why Jessica was so impressed. I was impressed. I walked back downstairs.

"You have to try it," I said to Jim.

"I could take a piss."

"Come on. I want to show you the tub, too."

"Before you go, I want to talk to Joe, alone," Jessica said.

"I'll go look at my new second floor," Jim said.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"Have you seen David, again?"

"Yes, we just helped him with his corn."

"Did he mention me?" Jessica asked.

"He's in love with you. Or the other Jessica. You're practically all he talked about," I said.

She looked really happy.

"He looked really hot naked, don't you think?" she asked me. "Lord, he is so sexy."

I was speechless. I wondered what had happened to her. But then, it was a good thing, wasn't it? I had just been wishing...It suddenly occurred to me that I wished she saw David the way I did. Now she did. I hadn't intended to use magic on her, but it appeared that I had. My wishes were as powerful as my spells. What else had I wished for? I remembered wishing they would get married. I supposed now, they would. I wondered if I should 'unwish' both things. What else had I stupidly wished for? Shit. I wished she would never find out David was letting me suck him. But that was good. I decided I was happy about that wish. The other two, though...Yikes!

"You know, I never saw Jim completely naked. Was...is he as big as Dave?"

"No. David is bigger."

Jessica smiled.

I didn't know what to do.

"He seems to be a very nice guy," I said.

"Is he? Maybe I should go out with him tonight, like he originally asked. There's nothing here I need to do."

"Does it bother you that he has a little girl?" I asked.

"No! It's perfect! I'm still really afraid of giving birth, still. It's not you. I've been afraid for so long—"

"I understand, Jessica.

"You know, Jessica. I was wondering if you are destined to die young."

"Because two of us died around the same time?"

"Yes. If you hadn't broken up with Jim and you had married him, you might have died, only this time in childbirth. Destiny fulfilled. But maybe I'm just being ridiculous. I don't even know if I believe in destiny."

"Oh, god, Joe!"

She put her face in her hands.

I almost wished I hadn't said anything, but I stopped myself. Wishing could create really big problems.

She looked up.

"It makes sense. Are you saying that I shouldn't give birth?" she asked me.

"I don't know. I really believe I could save you. But I just don't know. Why did two Jessicas die three different ways, counting your dream? Maybe we'll never know."

She sighed.

"I wonder if David wants more children," she said.

"Why don't you just be honest with him, about your concern?"

She nodded her head.

"Can you use magic to keep me from getting pregnant? Maybe that's a sin, but I'm desperate."

"Yes. I can do that. I know a fertility spell and an infertility spell. But I think just wishing on something while I concentrate works just as well. So, yes. Absolutely."

She nodded.

"It's seriously boring here," Jessica said. "I've cleaned everything in the house in the magic tub." I laughed. "I suppose TV and the internet are impossible. Do you think you could produce a book?"

"I don't know. Did you have a particular one in mind?"

She gave me the name of a book she'd been reading. I asked her to describe the cover. I imagined having the book in my hand. A book appeared, but, while book shaped, it didn't have pages and couldn't be opened. Jessica sighed.

"I can't say I'm surprised. You probably would have had to read it to make a copy of it."

I pictured a couple of my own favorite books. I was successful. I handed them to her.

"I haven't read them, at least. Thanks."

I nodded.

I went upstairs and found Jim in the bathroom.

Jim laughed as his piss disappeared.

"That's amazing!"

He got in the tub.

"Oh! That's amazing, too."

He looked down at himself. His clothes were spotless.

"It's hell trying to bathe when the well water's frozen on top. This is wonderful!" he said to me. "And you don't need leaves or, uh, paper, after a shit?" he asked.

"Nope. I just did that. I got in the tub and was completely clean."

"Damn! You are amazing, sweetheart!"

I hugged him. I loved being his sweetheart.

"While we were at David's, I wished Jessica saw David the same way I do. I guess I accidently cast a spell on her. I'm pretty sure she wants to have sex with him. She told me she thinks he's sexy. She asked me about the size of his dick."

Jim looked very serious.

"Now she wants to have sex?" he asked me.

"Yeah, because of the spell. But I can undo it."

"No! I don't think you should, if she's, I mean if they are happy," Jim said.

"You really think that?"

"Yes. You can figure out a way to undo it if it looks like they aren't happy. In my opinion, it's the only way Jessica and David will be happy. Did you wish they were happy together?"

"No."

"Too bad," Jim said.

I frowned.

"We were worrying about whether making her enjoy sex with her husband was interfering," I said. "But you seem to be fine with this."

"I'm not saying you should have done it. I'm saying it's done and maybe they'll be happier. Think about it. Jessica might make David wait years to make love to her. Will he be any happier than the other Jim was?"

I sighed. That was very true.

"I love you," I said.

"I know. And you think I'm sexy. Me and David. But I suppose Jessie doesn't think I'm sexy."

"That's the only part that worked out right," I said.

Jim nodded.

"Did it bother you watching me suck David?"

"No more than when I watched you suck Dan. I enjoyed watching it. That surprised me. Did you wish David would fuck you?"

"Not as in magic wish, but yes, I thought about it. It would be fun to have him do it while I suck you. But I don't think that would do his marriage any good at all. And I really don't want to fall in love with him. I think it would be a very bad idea."

Jim shrugged.

We walked back downstairs.

"Joe said you think David is very handsome," Jim said to Jessica.

"Well, yeah. He is."

Jim frowned. Was he jealous of David?

"What do you like so much about him?" Jim asked. I wondered why. Jim knew the reason she thought he was handsome; it was the spell.

"I don't know, really. I guess he reminds me of you, or my Jim."

Jim smiled.

"Oh. I guess I should tell you. I gave him a bottle of that cologne," I told her. "I thought you'd like it. He'll be the best smelling man in town."

"Could you give him deodorant?" she asked.

"I already did."

Jessica hugged me. "You're a good friend, Joe. And you didn't steal this Jim from me. I'm sorry I said that.

"When you have time, will you give me a bed and some clothes?" she asked me. "I want to look nice for David."

"Sure. I should finish the house."

I had plenty of magic from David. I could still taste his cum. We went around and I furnished all the rooms. I remember some of Jessica's clothes from school. I recreated them magically. She was delighted and Jim was amazed at the feel of the fabric, especially a white silk blouse. Jessica loved it and told us she was going to put it on. We left her room. I made Jim some clothes. In fact, I put him in the tank top and shorts the other Jim had been wearing the night I sucked him. He seemed to like them. He looked just as good in them as the other Jim.

"Those are Jim's clothes!" Jessica said, as she joined us wearing the silk blouse.

"I know. I'm wearing them," Jim said.

Jessica laughed.

"Sorry! I meant my Jim."

"Hmm," Jim said.

"Did you notice the tub cleans your teeth, too?" I asked Jessica.

"You're kidding! That's fabulous!" She hugged me, again. I was glad that with all that had happened, we were still friends. "You're fabulous! If we end up getting married, can you give us a magical toilet and tub?"

"Of course. It will be my wedding gift."

She hugged me, again. I wondered if my wishes were making her happier. I hadn't actually wished that. But maybe she had stopped worrying, and that made her happy.

I made some more books. I decided I should do that while I still had a clear mental picture of them. I made a set of bookshelves and put them on a shelf.

"I don't think you should leave those in the open," Jim said. "They are very valuable."

I put wooden doors on the front of the bookcase.

"That's better."

"If they are valuable, the tub and toilet are priceless," Jessica said.

I couldn't disagree.

We left Jim's house. Several people greeted us as we headed from Dan's house.

"Do you still want Dan to live with us?" Jim asked me.

"I do. But maybe we should wait until Jessica is married," I said. "Now that we know that is going to happen."

"I think that is a good idea. If Jessica doesn't want to watch the two of us having sex, she really won't like the three of us doing it," Jim said.

We arrived at Dan's shop. He grinned at us. He was only wearing a leather loincloth. He looked unbelievably hot.

"Close your mouth, Joe," Jim said.

I did.

I wished I had a picture of him like that. Suddenly, I had one in my hand. I sighed. Fortunately, this was a safe wish.

"What is that?" Jim asked.

I showed it to him.

"What is that? It looks like real life!" Jim said. He showed it to Dan. Dan looked scared. I remembered reading that some primitive people were terrified of being photographed. I didn't want to spend time explaining photography. I wished it away.

"Joe has made my house bigger."

"Yeah. I saw a second story on it a few minutes, ago. Then Mary came by and told me you were marrying Joe. She said David is hoping Jessie will go out with him."

"We think she will," Jim said.

"That's good.

"Half of the people in the village are afraid of you and the other half are making lists of all the things they hope you'll do for them," Dan said. I laughed. "But, there are a few who think you are a devil, offering temptations to get our souls."

I felt sick.

"Who?" Jim asked.

"Josh Adams, for one," Dan said.

"I used to like Josh," Jim said.

"Because he said you have a nice cock," Dan said to Jim.

"I've liked people for less," Jim said.

I laughed, nervously. How did the subject change to Jim's dick, when people thought I was a devil?

"Do I have to worry about them?" I asked.

"Who else?" Jim asked Dan.

"MaryBeth and Thomas," Dan answered.

"And they'll be using their big mouths to try to convince others," Jim said.

Dan nodded.

Jim looked at me.

"I don't want you to worry about this. I'll take care of it. Do you understand?" Jim said.

"Yes."

"Then why do you still look worried?" Jim said.

I laughed.

"Hey! It takes a few seconds to stop worrying!"

Jim grinned at me.

"I think one of us should be with Joe at all times," Jim said to Dan. "Maybe you should move in with us, right away."

I started worrying, again.

"I wish people trusted me," I said, mostly to myself. I froze. I could feel magic leaving my body, a lot of magic. I hadn't intended to cast a spell. And worse, I wasn't specific at all. 'People' could mean everyone. Everyone?

"Me, too," Jim said.

Dan nodded.

I looked at Jim. I didn't know if I was glad I said it, or not. I sure wish I had said 'the people in this town'.

"What is it?" Jim asked. "Oh! You just wished! Did you do it on purpose?"

"No."

"What are you two talking about?" Dan asked.

The Red Wizard of Elmland appeared in his room. It was luxurious, as befitted his station. He bypassed the comfortable furniture and sat on a rough, gray stone that seemed terribly out-of-place with the ornate surroundings. But it was ideal for meditation. The wizard closed his eyes. He tried to release his desires. He was not completely successful, because he was ambitious. But he released most of his desires and much of his will. He found himself floating. He was not surprised when he found himself drifting towards the magical dome he had discovered earlier. With a lack of desire, he found he could see more clearly. The dome was white magic, which meant it was designed to benefit the people in the village. That was surprising. White magic practitioners weren't powerful enough to construct something so complicated. Red and black wizards might be capable of it, but they wouldn't be able to create a white magic artifact. He also saw that everyone in the town was under a spell, but it was white magic, as well. Magic was everywhere, but it was concentrated in a few places. And all of it was white. He wondered if a white witch had indeed killed the black wizard whose remains he detected, earlier. If so, she was by far the most powerful white witch in history. He didn't sense a witch or a wizard present, but tracing the lines of magic, he saw they had to radiate from a single person. Then he saw him. In his shock, he found himself instantly back in his room and out of his trance. He shivered. There was no doubt. It was the Black Wizard of Westmoreland, by far the worst black wizard in history. By far, the worst human being in history. He could never forget that face. He'd participated in the mission of driving him from their world, a decade, earlier. It had taken the efforts of thirty-four red wizards to send Westmoreland away. Thirty-four weren't powerful enough to kill him, only barely powerful enough to send him away. And many red wizards died in the effort. His heartbeat slowed, as his panic faded somewhat. His brain began analyzing what he'd seen. The man he'd just seen was so full of white magic that he visibly radiated white light. Could Westmoreland have changed? Impossible, he decided. This other man was clothed in white, as well. Radiating white light and wearing white made it obvious he was a white wizard. Evidently, he wanted people to know he was a white wizard. That was odd. He surely knew that every person he met would ask him to use his magic for one thing or another. That explained all the white magic in the town. He was willing to help the whole town. Was the purpose of the dome to keep every human in the surrounding region from coming into the town to ask for magical favors? If so, to the wizard, this town was very special. There must be people important to him in the town. Family or friends? That was unthinkable for red and black wizards. Possibly not for white ones, however. And that would explain the concentrations of magic. Those were where his family or friends lived or worked. The dome would protect his loved ones, while allowing him to concentrate on other things. The red wizard nodded his head. His speculations might not reflect the true situation, but they adequately explained everything he'd seen. Somehow, this man was the inverse of the Black Wizard of Westmoreland, with the same face, but opposite personality. How would King Stephen react to the sight of the White Wizard of Westmoreland? It raised the stakes even higher. But he was puzzled. How had someone so powerful failed to be detected sooner? He had to be newly arrived on their world. And incredibly, he must have brought his family with him. A wizard who kept his loved ones at his side...it was novel. Black wizards usually killed their families, since magic obviously ran in the family. Red wizards were taught to forget their families. A red wizard's entire purpose was to serve the king. His loyalties could not be divided. But being the inverse of a black wizard, this man would do the opposite. The red wizard believed that meant this wizard's top priority was keeping his family safe.

He translocated himself physically to the dome, just outside the village. He tried to walk through it normally. It blocked him. He tried to use magic to create a doorway through while he could pass. He was unsuccessful. He tried to cast a spell on a shrub which was on the other side of the dome. The dome blocked it, as well. He was impressed, but not surprised. The white wizard was obviously very powerful, as powerful in his own way as Black of Westmoreland. He summoned all his power and tried to force his way inside. He felt the magical wall of the dome start to give way. Suddenly, he found himself flying through the air away from the dome and village. Fantastically, when he landed, he felt energized. That was white magic, for you. It blocked him, but rather than hurting him, it had a pleasant effect on him.

What would King Stephen give to have a defense such as this? It might not be impregnable, but it was unattended. How strong would it be if the white wizard was actively supporting it? The red wizard had little doubt that it would be completely impregnable. The white wizard could be trusted, he was sure of it. Who was less trustworthy than Black of Westmoreland? Well, this man was his opposite.

What would the king give to have this wizard at his side? And what would the king give to the person who brought him such a defense and such a wizard? A high position in the court, a suite in the grand palace? At least!

The red wizard returned to his room. He checked his appearance in a mirror, straightening his robes and hat. Then he translocated himself to the Grand Palace in Venice, directly in front of the Red Wizard of Venice. The Red Wizard of Elmwood wondered if the position of Wizard of Venice would be his, soon.

We followed Dan into the house. Jim and I pulled our clothes off. Dan pulled his loincloth off. I looked at his stiff cock. I looked up at Dan's face and grinned.

"Joe just sucked David, twice," Jim said to Dan. "That's why he's glowing."

Dan looked amazed.

"I never thought he would have sex with another man," Dan said. "In fact, he said that, more than once." Then he sighed, as I began licking his erection.

"He seemed to enjoy it," Jim said.

"Well, yeah, if he did it twice!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Shit!" I said.

Dan grinned at me. He walked to the door.

"Who is it?" Dan called.

"Tony and David."

Dan opened the door. He looked and then let them in. I was a little embarrassed to be naked in front of a stranger, but Jim and Dan acted like it was normal. Things seemed to be looser in the town than in our world. Which was odd. Because it was more primitive, I expected it to be more repressed than my world.

David grinned at me. I smiled back. I was glad to see him, again.

The other man walked up to me. He took his hat off. He looked about forty and was average looking.

"My name's Tony. I've lost two of my chickens and more look sick. Could you look at them, Wizard?"

"Call me Joe. Sure, I'll look at them," I said.

"I told Tony how you like to be paid," David said, grinning.

I'm sure I turned red, and being naked, it was bound to show. David told this stranger I wanted to suck him. I had been embarrassed many times before, but this ranked near the top, if I made a list. And the fact was, I didn't want to suck this man. But I thought about how good his semen would make me feel.

"Does the idea bother you?" Jim asked Tony.

"Well, I'll admit it shocked me. But I gave it a little thought—"

"About the time it takes to cough, twice," David said.

Tony, Jim, and Dan laughed.

"I figured it's a wizard thing," Tony said. "And I trust you, Joe."

I sighed. Of course he did. I'd put a spell on everyone to do just that.

"It's a small enough thing, and I just been shooting it on the grass, most times," Tony said.

"I would be happy to help you," I said.

"Could you come right now? Some of them look really bad and I think they will die soon."

"Sure."

I put my pants back on.

Tony put his hat back on and I followed him, along with David, Jim, and Dan.

"Do you think Jessica would welcome me, if I paid a visit?" David asked Jim.

"I think she might," Jim said. "You agree, Joe?"

"Yes. Put on the cologne and deodorant, first."

"Thank you, Joe. I really appreciate it," David said.

"Let me speak to you alone for just a second," I said to David.

He frowned, as I led him away from the others.

"I accidently cast a spell on Jessica. I wished that she saw you the way I do, as a really good guy who's also very...well, sexy." David's eyes widened. "I forgot that my wishes act like spells."

"Uh. You like me a lot?" David asked me.

"Yes."

David looked a little surprised, but pleased.

"So that means Jessie likes me a lot?"

"I think it does."

"And you like my pecker," he said.

"I, uh, actually, I really love it. It's the prettiest one I've ever seen, even in pictures. I can't wait to suck on it again. And I guess that's how Jessica will feel."

David looked shocked. He was speechless. I waited, but he didn't say anything.

"Jim doesn't think I should undo it, if it makes Jessica happy. What do you think I should do? It has a lot more to do with you than with Jim. And that's not all," I said.

"What else?"

"I wished that the two of you would get married."

David groaned.

"Oh, Joe. If I had magic wishes, that is exactly what I would have wished for," David said. "I don't know if it's right, but you're making my dreams come true." He squeezed my shoulder. "Does Jim really think you should leave it alone?"

"He thinks if it makes Jessica happy, why take her happiness away. But we know she'll be happy, because you both want the same things, now."

"That's true."

"I really didn't intend to cast spells. I wanted her to love you for you."

David hugged me. He looked into my eyes. Once again, I was struck by how handsome he was. Different from Jim, but just as attractive to me.

"I believe you. I never had as good a friend as you, Joe. Never. Thank you. Maybe I'm just thinking of meself, but it seems to me that trying to, uh, unwish those could cause more trouble."

"I agree. But I'm willing to try, if you want me to."

David was silent for a moment.

"You don't want to ask Jessie?" he asked.

"If I tell her, even if I remove the spells, I have a feeling she will avoid a relationship with you. She'll wonder if her feelings are real."

David nodded. "That's probly true."

"There's another thing. Jessica is afraid of having a baby. She had a dream that she will die giving birth."

"Oh, shit!"

"Do you want more children?" I asked him.

"I'd like a son, but not if it's going to kill her!" David said.

"I think if you tell her that you don't want more kids, she'll be so relieved, I think there's a very good chance you could be married very soon."

David hugged me, again.

"Do you really love my pecker?" he asked me.

I laughed.

"Yes, I really do. You'll know soon how much, because your wife will love it exactly as much, assuming I leave the spells."

"Joe, I just think you are a wonderful person. I really mean that. And, well, I owe you so much, I plan to pay you back in the way that you like. And I liked it, too. I surely did like it!" I grinned at him. "Maybe it's wrong, but if my meat makes both you and Jessie happy, so be it. Besides, I'm helping you help our neighbors. What are you going to do about women who need something?"

"I help them for nothing. That's the part I need your help with. I'll lose magic helping them," I said. "And there are going to be some men that can't or won't pay me back. I'll help them, too."

"Good. I'll do my part to help," David said.

I grinned.

"There was a third wish I made. It was that she would never find out about...us, about you providing me with magic."

"Really? So I don't have to worry none?"

"I don't think so."

David hugged me, again.

"You're my best friend, Joe."

I was very touched. I'd never had a best friend. I'd never had a lot of friends. I had a few, but I avoided a lot of social situations because I was afraid of having seizures. That meant I avoided getting together away from school.

"I'm glad it doesn't bother you that I...want you."

"No. It makes me feel good about myself. Nobody's ever paid that much attention to me."

"They're idiots," I said.

David laughed.

"See what I mean? You think I'm so wonderful. And that makes me think you are, Joe. Sides, making you glow makes me feel powerful," he said. "And I like that. It makes my best friend happy. I like that, too."

He smiled at me. I smiled back.

"You and me are a team, we'll help people together," David said.

I nodded my head, happily.

He shook his head.

"What is it?"

"I can see you are thinking I'm wonderful, again," he said.

"You can read my mind!" I said, laughing.

"Oh. One more thing, David. Don't forget this isn't the Jessica you remember. If she thinks you're really in love with the other Jessica, she won't be happy. She wants to be loved for herself. You don't know this Jessica, but I do, and she is a very good person."

David nodded. "I believe ya. Could you say a spell so I won't forget?"

I thought about it. I wished David would always remember this wasn't the Jessica he'd loved, before.

"It's done," I said.

"I owe you even more."

"I'm afraid you're going to have an awful lot of sex," I said. "Both your wife and your best friend are going to want it, to want you."

He laughed. "What a problem! My best friend and my wife both want ma meat! It's a good thing I like to drain my nuts twice a day! Only now, my wife and my best friend will be draining them."

I noticed David was hard. His pants were tented. And he'd just come twice. When I looked up at his face, he winked at me. He leaned forward.

"It makes me real happy that you want me, Joe."

I was a little worried by how much I wanted him.

We walked back to the others and continued on our way to Tony's. People ran out in the street to say hello to me as we passed.

A man walked up to me.

"I'm sorry I didn't trust you, Joe. I can see you are trying to help every one of us," he said. He held his hand out. I shoot it. "I'm Josh Adams," he said. This was the guy who thought I was a devil. My spell made him trust me.

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Josh. Please let me know if I can do anything for you."

"My foot hurts like the bejesus."

I healed it.

"It stopped! Thank you, Joe!"

"You're welcome, Josh. I'm happy to do it. I enjoy doing things like that. It's just about as easy as smiling, but a whole lot better."

"I'll say! Bye! See you soon!"

He walked away.

"He didn't pay you," David said in my ear.

"That was very little magic. And as you can see, I'm still glowing from you."

David left us as we passed his house. He wanted to clean up and then go see Jessica. He squeezed my shoulder and thanked me for being his friend. Jessica was a very lucky woman.

I smelled the chickens before I saw them. Tony had a lot of them.

"Oh, crap! She died! She was my best layer," he said, as we passed a cage with a dead chicken. "I been keeping the sick ones over here," he said.

I said a healing spell and I concentrated on all the chickens. To my shock, the chicken that had just died got up and walked around.

"Hey! She's alive!" Tony said.

"That's amazing!" Dan said.

"She must have still had a little life in her. I definitely didn't say a resurrection spell," I said. "I would have had to kill another chicken to bring her back from the dead."

"I don't care, I'm just glad she made it. Like I said, she was my best layer."

I nodded.

"You want your payment, now," he said.

"If you don't mind."

"Where do you want to, uh milk me?" Tony asked me, grinning.

"Here is fine with me," I said.

Tony pulled his cock out and started stroking himself. Tony's dick was about five inches long. Not big, but it was fat. I knelt in front of him. He let go of his dick. I said a cleaning spell on him and then took him into my mouth.

"Oh! Oh my!" he said, as I began sucking him.

He came quickly, after less than a minute.

"Damn!" he said

I groaned with intense pleasure as his semen filled my mouth. It wasn't nearly as intense as with David, but it was still much better than the orgasms I'd had jacking off. Who needs orgasms? I remembered my evil twin saying the pleasure from a killing was greater than sex. Was it the absorption of magic that was so pleasurable for wizards? He absorbed it by killing. I absorbed it by taking semen into me. I could feel my power grow. That was exhilarating. My way of gaining power was certainly superior. I was getting the pleasure without hurting anyone. In fact, I could see that Tony was thoroughly enjoying this. I had an uncomfortable thought then. I wondered if drugs had the same effects on addicts. Was I an addict? That worried me. But I was doing my best to make people happy. And if absorbing magic was a like a drug, at least my habit wasn't hurting anyone, including me.

"You're glowin even brighter!" he said. I nodded my head. "And my cream did it!"

I pulled away and finished swallowing.

"If that don't beat all! Nobody's ever eaten the stuff. How'd it taste? I guess pretty good, since you didn't waste a bit of it."

"Very good," I said. Actually, I hadn't paid attention to the taste. The other sensations it provided we much more intense.

Tony looked surprised.

"I guess you eat Jim's."

I nodded.

"How's it compare?" he asked.

"Well, I like Jim's a lot better, but I'm in love with him. He's perfect in every way, but I'm sure the whole town knows that."

Jim put his arm around my waist. Tony laughed like that was hilarious.

"No. I hadn't noticed that. You notice it, Dan?" Tony asked.

"Love really is blind. This proves it!" Dan said.

Jim chuckled.

"See why I'm going to marry him?" Jim asked Tony.

"Better hurry, before he realizes the truth," Dan said to Jim.

Jim chuckled.

"A wizard in love! Never heard of such a thing," Tony said. "Well, you ain't no black wizard, not if you's in love. And from the way you look at Jim, you really do love him."

I nodded my head.

"No, I'm not a black wizard. I enjoy helping people. It isn't much effort. If you could heal someone's crops or livestock by saying a few words, wouldn't you, Tony?"

"I surely would. But people don't spect wizards to think that way."

I nodded my head.

"That's the truth," Dan said. "Wizards don't care about anyone but themselves. Black wizards, anyway."

Tony nodded his head.

"David told me he fed you twice. I can't give you more, right now, but if you come back later..."

"You don't need to. I did two things for David."

"Four," Jim said. "Healing his mother, Emmie, ripening his crop, and the potato patch."

I grinned at Jim. He was keeping count!

"You're a good man, Joe. I appreciate it. And I enjoyed paying you," Tony said.

I laughed.

"I think I healed all the chickens, but let me know if any are still sick. It's possible I might need to heal them separately."

"I'll do that, Joe."

"And you won't have to pay me, again."

Tony laughed.

"I'm happy to pay you, Joe. I think this is the first time I ever wanted to pay someone twice for the same thing." Jim and Dan laughed. "As a matter of fact, I'm thinking about paying you tomorrow, just out of gratitude."

"And horniness," Dan said.

Tony laughed and nodded his head. We left Tony's place with him still laughing.

David was in front of his house, squatting in front of Emmie, who was playing in dirt. She had plenty of dirt on her, too.

"Look at her!" David said to us. He shook his head.

"You help Tony?" David asked me.

I smiled and nodded.

David picked up Emmie. She smiled shyly at me.

"Emmie, say hello to my friend, Joe."

She looked down. After a few seconds, she said, "Hello, Joe."

"Joe did a good job healing your hand, didn't he?" David asked her.

Emmie nodded.

"Thank you, Joe," she said.

"I was very happy to do it, Emmie. If you hurt yourself, again, come see me and I will heal you just as quickly."

"I fell out of a tree last week, but you weren't here," she said.

"You shouldn't be climbing trees unless you are with your grandmama or me," David said.

"Or me?" I said.

"Right. Or Joe can be there," David said.

Emmie nodded.

"How old are you, Emmie?" I asked. She held up her hand, with all five fingers out. David gently bent her thumb.

"You won't get to use all five until next month," David said to her. "Mother has been teaching her to count, already. Emmie is very smart."

"I can tell. Look how she managed to not get any dirt at all on this arm," I said, pointing.

David, Jim, and Dan laughed. Emmie nodded her head.

"Why are you laughing, Daddy?" Emmie asked.

"Uh. I thought of a joke," David said.

"Tell me, tell me!"

"Later on. We're going to see Jessie, after we get cleaned up," David said to her. Emmie frowned. I guessed she didn't like getting cleaned up. My mother said I was like that, but I didn't remember it.

"Why don't we try out the magic tub on Emmie?" I said.

"Magic tub?" David asked.

"It's a real marvel!" Jim said.

"But I don't want Jessie to see me like this," David said.

I cleaned him up, magically. Then I put cologne and deodorant on him.

"I smell better!"

"You're ready!" I said.

"What did you do?" David asked.

"I just cleaned you up, magically."

"Will you do Emmie?"

"I think she'll like the magic tub, better," I said.

"I want to see the magic tub, Daddy. And I want to thank Aunt Jessie for my dolly," Emmie said.

"Which Jessica gave it to her?" I asked.

"Mine," Jim said.

I frowned. Emmie was too young to understand this was a different Jessica. Or was she?

"This is Jessie's sister, Emmie," I said.

Emmie frowned.

"That's right, sweetheart," David said. "Jessie died, remember?"

Emmie got upset as she remembered.

"That was a good way to explain it to her, Joe. Thank you," David said.

"You're welcome."

"Do you want me to put you in clothes I think she'll like?" I whispered to him.

"Yes!"

I dressed him a shirt and a pair of pants that I knew Jessica had given Jim. Emmie was delighted. She clapped her hands.

We walked to Jim's house. Jessica was surprised, but obviously pleased to see David and Emmie.

"You are really fixing us up, aren't you?" she whispered in my ear. "How did you know I bought Jim those?"

"You told me. I remembered. Do you want me to stop—fixing you up?"

"No!" she said. I laughed. "You are so right. David is just plain hot!"

Emmie wanted to see the tub.

"You'll love it, Emmie. It's instant clean!" Jessica said.

We all went upstairs.

"Just put her in it," I said to David.

He picked her up. She struggled a little. As soon as he put her down, she was clean.

"Damnation!" David said, surprised.

"Daddy!" Emmie said.

"Sorry, sweetie. Daddy was just surprised."

"Isn't it amazing?" Jessica asked David.

David looked at me and shook his head.

"The toilet is even better!" she said.

"It's a shitter, but it's inside and it doesn't smell," Jim said to David. "What you put in it just disappears! Then you step into the tub and you don't even need leaves! You're clean!"

David was amazed. I could see he was envious. I took his hand and pulled him into the hall.

"I promised to give you and Jessica the same thing for your house for your wedding gift," I whispered.

David hugged me. "Oh, Joe. Mother will love it. She puts off going outside until she almost bursts," he said.

Jessica joined us. She had Emmie in her arms.

David smiled at both of them. He took Emmie from her.

"Emmie and me are going to take a walk. If you'd like to join us, I can show you some of the town," David said.

"I'd love to go," she said. "Oh. Hmm," she said. "These aren't good walking shoes."

She was wearing a pair of the other Jessica's shoes. They were her size, but they looked more like men's work shoes than ladies' shoes.

"What do you mean? What else can you do but walk with them?" Jim said.

"I think she means our kind of shoes," I said.

Jessica nodded.

I pictured the kind she sometimes wore. They were pink athletic shoes. They appeared on her feet. She clapped her hands together. Emmie was very impressed. She looked at me with wide eyes. I waved at her.

"Better service than Nordstrums!" Jessica said. "Thanks, Joe. Um. How about my clothes? A silk blouse isn't really appropriate."

I wondered what she meant. Why not wear a silk blouse? But I gave her one of her casual, but nice outfits. She was lucky I paid attention to her clothes!

"Perfect!"

She waved as they left.

"That's a relief!" Jim said, as he began pulling off his clothes. Dan and I got undressed.

"Can I fuck you?" Dan asked me. He turned to Jim. "Do you mind?"

"No," Jim said.

"It's fine with me," I said.

Jim picked me up and carried me to our brand-new bed in our brand-new bedroom. He put me down on the bed and then climbed on top of me. We kissed.

"In that position, it will be easier to fuck Jim," Dan said.

Jim pulled away.

"That's what you think. My ass snake will bite your meat off!" Jim said.

I laughed.

"You didn't tell me you had one of those!" I said.

"That's because you haven't asked if you can fuck me," Jim said to me.

"Jim, I don't think I'm ever going to ask that. Please forgive me," I said.

Jim laughed.

"I do forgive you."

The Wizard of Venice looked up in surprise at the Red Wizard of Elmland.

"What are you doing here, uninvited and unannounced? And, I might add, unwelcome."

Seeing his sour and greedy face, Elmland suddenly remembered how much he disliked the Wizard of Venice, and why. And he was about to reveal what he had found to him! The Wizard of Venice would then take the credit for his discovery, leaving him with nothing. He had to come up with a plausible reason for coming there, and very quickly!

"During my meditation, I saw a cloud descending over you. I feared something had happened. I came immediately," Elmland said. To his relief, the Wizard of Venice nodded, accepting his explanation.

"A spell has recently been placed on everyone I've seen, including myself," the Wizard of Venice said. "I am certain that is what you saw. I am investigating, but have not yet discovered the purpose of the spell or the enchanter. Thank you for your alertness. Now, return to your assignment."

Elmland disappeared. He reappeared on the road next to the dome. He needed to do this by himself, if he wanted the credit. He snorted. 'Investigating,' the bag of hot air had said. What he meant, was that he had wizards of real talent investigating. The Wizard of Venice never got off his fat ass. He was the chief red wizard strictly because of the amount of Porfirio blood in him.

Jim lay on his back on the bed, with his legs spread. I got on my hands and knees. I pressed my face into his crotch and sniffed.

"You like that smell?" Jim asked me. I looked up at him and smiled. I nodded my head.

Dave got on his knees, behind me. I was already greased up. He pushed inside me. We groaned at the same time. While Dan began fucking slowly, I began kissing Jim's cock. It wasn't very hard, but we'd had a lot of sex. Jim sighed.

"That's it, boy. Make love to my meat," Jim said.

I had every intention of doing that. For some reason, it occurred to me that the other Jim would have loved what I was doing just as much. Other Jim's cock was in need of love. I suddenly grew sad about his death. So much had happened, that I hadn't given any thought at all to the Jim who died in anguish over Jessica. He was a good man. It was true he killed himself and Jessica, but I thought he probably lost his mind, temporarily. He deserved to be remembered.

Suddenly, I found myself in his car on the highway. I was so glad to see him! I almost told him I loved him. Instead, I reached over and groped him.

"You still want my big dick, huh? That's great. Well, you can stroke me, but I'm not going to risk letting you suck me, again. I'm still freaked out."

My mouth fell open. He had never said that on the way back to school. I wasn't just remembering what had happened.

I reached into his shorts and pulled out his cock. He sighed as I stroked him.

"If you ever want to try, I mean, just to see what it's like, uh, you can fuck me."

Jim turned and grinned. Despite the darkness of the car, I could see him clearly.

"I sort of assumed that, Jack. I think it would be a bad idea. But if Jessica and I aren't having sex a year from now, I may take you up on it. I've never fucked anyone. I do want to know what it's like. I'd pick you over a woman, for the same reason I want you to suck me, instead of a woman."

He was silent for a moment, as I stroked him.

"I just realized something funny. There are now two people I want to have sex with," he said. "I mean, when I was driving to your house to pick you up, I was really hoping my dick would be in your mouth by the end of the evening."

I grinned. I was delighted to hear him say that.

"And one of the two wants to do it as often as possible," I said, grinning.

"You can jack yourself off while you stroke me, if you want," Jim said. "I mean it. Don't feel...bashful around me. I expect to see your dick as often as you see mine. There are paper towels in the glove compartment. I put them in there for you. Well, for me too, but you took care of, uh, mine."

"Will you take your shirt off?" I asked him.

He grinned at me. "However you want me, Jack. Remember?"

"I want you sitting on my face, with my tongue on your asshole, and with the taste of your cum in my mouth."

"Oh, fuck!" Jim said. He turned and looked at me in shock. "You're really nasty, Jack. I thought you were shy! I'm not saying that's a problem. I approve!" I laughed. "That guy who left you in the restaurant has no idea what he missed."

I grinned.

He slowed down and pulled onto the shoulder. We came to a stop. Then Jim pulled his shirt off. He surprised me by pushing his shorts down and pulling them completely off. He was naked. He started back up. I pulled my dick out and stroked both of us, while I looked at him. After a few seconds, I let go of both dicks. I slid my hand down to his balls. They hung low. I cupped them in my palm.

"I can't wait to suck on those."

Jim chuckled. "I sure as hell won't stop you."

"Hell, I guess it's dumb to wait a whole year," Jim said, as little while later. I grinned at him.

"That's a whole year of fucking you'll be missing out on," I said.

"Hmm. If you hit it off with Dan, will you still suck me?" Jim asked.

The worry in his voice surprised me.

Suddenly, I was back in our new bed with Jim and Dan. How I wished I'd warned Jim about the breakup! Maybe things would have turned out differently. Maybe he wouldn't have died. Maybe Jessica wouldn't have died. Jim and Dan didn't act like I'd gone anywhere. I wondered what had just happened. Had I actually traveled back to my original world? I wasn't supposed to be able to do that. I sure hoped I didn't get in trouble for it. It was hard to forget what the demon could do to me. But maybe I was just imagining I was in the car with Jim. Who knew what wizards' imaginations could do? Certainly not me.

I forced the other Jim out of my mind. I started to suck my Jim. I wished he was harder. Instantly, he grew erect in my mouth. Once again, I hadn't intended to use magic, but did. I needed to do something about that, but I didn't know what.

"I don't know if I can shoot, again," Jim said to me.

I thought about using magic to let him do that, but I felt a sense of alarm at the thought, as though it was a very bad idea. I wondered why that was. But I trusted my instinct.

Jim and Dan had a conversation about how it felt to fuck me. I enjoyed listening to them.

"Empty your nuts in my husband," Jim said, when Dan said he was close.

I felt the first, hot stream of spunk coat my insides. It burned. But then the pleasure began. I lost awareness of everything except my pleasure. I have no idea how long it lasted; I'd lost track of time, along with everything else. But the pleasure began to fade, somewhat.

To my surprise, I found myself somewhere very strange. I was surrounded by lines of what I guessed was energy. The lines were connected to spherical balls of energy that reminded me of closeup pictures of the sun. At first, the whole thing reminded me of representations of atoms. The suns were the nuclei and the lines of energy were the electrons. Only it wasn't like atoms. The lines were rotating around the glowing spheres, they connected spheres to other spheres. They weren't like atoms. The whole thing was turning, slowly. I couldn't make any sense of it. I wanted to be back with Jim. Instantly, I was.

"Look at him glow! I don't know how I'm going to sleep in the same room as you," Jim said to me.

"The sun's going down and the room is as bright as daylight," Dan said.

I produced two sleep masks.

"If you put these on, before you get in bed, they'll block the light."

"Oh, good," Jim said.

"I want to sleep with Joe, alone tonight, Dan. It's our first night," Jim said.

"I understand," Dan said.

Despite the magical power I felt, I yawned.

"It has been a busy day for all of us," Jim said to me. "I'm not sleepy, yet, though. Do you mind sleeping alone for a couple of hours?"

"No. I don't mind."

The Red Wizard of Elmland stood at the edge of town and thought. How could he get inside and speak to the white wizard? A small group of townsfolk came into view. They were not very close to him, but he could see there were two men, two women, and a child. He had an idea. He changed his face to somewhat resemble Westmoreland/the white wizard. He gave himself peasant's clothing. Then he shouted at the townsfolk. They turned and looked at him. One man left the group and walked towards him.

"Yes? Do you need help?" the villager asked him.

"I can't pass this spot in the road," the red wizard said.

The man walked up to him, passing through the barrier easily.

"What do you mean?" the man asked him.

"Try to walk back," the red wizard said.

The man passed the barrier, again. He had no problem.

That meant the barrier only blocked wizards and possibly witches. The red wizard definitely didn't want the people of the town to know he was a wizard, but what to do?

"I am here to visit my brother. He is a white wizard," he said. As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Why hadn't he said 'distant relative'? "He's actually a cousin."

"You do look familiar," the man said. "You mean Joe. My name is David. Joe is my best friend."

The red wizard was startled for a moment. A wizard named Joe? A wizard with a best friend? But he was a white wizard and there had been too few of them to say what was normal.

"I'm pleased to meet you, David. Could you tell Joe I wish to speak to him?"

"Why don't you come into town? I'll take you to him," David said.

"I'm...superstitious. I'd rather wait here. Do you mind?"

The red wizard could see from the man's expression that he did mind.

The woman who had been with the group of villagers was walking towards the two of them, carrying the little girl. The wizard saw from her peculiar clothing that she was from a machine-world. She must have arrived with the white wizard. A friend? A relative?

"Jessie, I mean Jessica, this man is a relative of Joe's," David said to her.

"That's impossible," the woman said.

"What do you mean?" David asked her, for which the red wizard was grateful.

"You know where we come from, David. You know how I got here and how Joe got here. Do you think we arrived with a tour group?" the woman said.

"May I speak plainly?" the red wizard asked her.

"That would be nice," Jessica said.

"I want to meet the white wizard, Joe. I'm the Red Wizard of Elmland." He changed back to his normal appearance and robes. Both villagers were startled, but not as startled as he would have expected. But they were used to magic. "I've never met a white wizard. They are extremely rare. I only wish to talk to him. There is a bigger world than this village and the world needs a white wizard. Specifically, King Stephen does. Will you ask him if he will see me? He is more powerful than I. He need not fear."

"Well, then why are you standing here?" Jessica said. "He's that way," she said, pointing.

"I can't enter the town. There is a barrier."

The woman Jessica was very annoyed.

"We're on a date!" she said.

"We are?" David asked.

Jessica turned and gave him an exasperated look.

"Yes, we are," David said.

The red wizard forced himself to be calm. He wasn't used to arguing with commoners. He was used to being obeyed, instantly.

"I don't know what a red wizard is. You could be a danger to Joe," Jessica said.

"Red wizards work for the government," David said.

"There's a government?" Jessica asked. "And you have unlit dirt streets and no plumbing? I sure hope you don't pay taxes!"

"Taxes?" David asked.

"Will you please tell him I wish to speak to him? After that, you can continue your 'date'."

"I'll go get him," David said.

"Thank you," the red wizard said.

I heard the bell ring, just as I was falling asleep. I had a feeling it was important. I got out of bed and walked into what was now the living room.

"There's a red wizard here who wants to talk to you," David said.

"A red one?" Jim asked.

David nodded.

"They work for the Porfirios. For King Stephen," Jim said to me.

"Are they good?" I asked.

"I don't know. I guess so. I don't know much about them. They definitely aren't black wizards and they don't kill people, as far as I know," Jim said. "But I don't know what they do for the king, either."

I dressed myself in my white clothes and followed David. Once we were outside, I looked around. There was no one there.

"Where is he?" I asked David.

"He said he can't come into town. There's something blocking his way. I didn't see anything, though."

It was my barrier. It worked!

"You sure smell good," I said to David, as we walked.

David chuckled. "Jessica said the same thing. She told the wizard we were on a date. But we can't really talk because Emmie is with us."

"Well, it will work out. Don't forget she thinks you're wonderful," I said to him.

"Because you think I'm wonderful?" he asked.

"Yup."

"I understand why Jim wants to marry you," David said. "I never met anyone like you. It almost doesn't matter that you're a man. For me, that's a big change."

"Well, we're best friends. That's almost like being married. I haven't ever had a best friend," I said. "I never had anyone I could confide in."

"Me, either. I always kept to myself."

"I did the same."

It was starting to get dark, and the streets were not lit. David took my hand. That made me smile. Finally, we got to them. The red wizard was dressed in red robes, with a red, flat-topped hat on his head. I was very nervous, but I didn't feel like I was in any danger. I somehow knew he wanted something from me. Also, I could sense that he was nervous, himself. I thought that was very odd.

"Would you like to come into town?" I asked him.

"Yes, if you don't mind."

I wished the barrier open for only him.

"Please come in," I said.

He walked forward and smiled.

"Thank you."

He bowed.

"I am the Red Wizard of Elmland. I work for the regional government."

"I'm pleased to meet you."

I held out my hand. But he just looked at it. I put it down. Then I bowed. He nodded. I guessed that was the right thing to do.

"I don't know anything about red wizards," I told him.

"Well, we work for the government. You could say we are judges. Also executioners, when necessary. Unlike black wizards, we don't focus on our own desires, although we have them, like everyone. Some people call us the King's Justice."

"Why do you need wizards as judges?" I asked.

He smiled.

"You come from a machine-world, yes?"

"Yes. How did you know?"

"I deduced it. You asked why wizards are judges. It is very simple. Truth is paramount. Machines cannot help your people determine who is telling the truth. How can you have true justice when you do not know the truth, with absolute certainty? I know when someone is guilty. I know when someone is innocent. Their words and circumstantial evidence don't confuse me. They are irrelevant. Like all red wizards I use magic to determine truth. That is, in fact the reason that machines were outlawed here. It was so that magic could be used to enable us to have true justice."

I was stunned. I would never have guessed that in a million years!

"That's amazing. It makes so much sense!" I said.

The red wizard nodded.

"Are you familiar with the Black Wizard of Westmoreland?"

"I only know one black wizard. No, two. Do I look like this Westmore?"

"Westmoreland. Yes!"

"Unfortunately, we met. He's dead, by the way."

"That is excellent news. Many people will rejoice. Are you certain?"

"Oh, yes. Some demons took his soul away in front of me. He was trying to kill me, at the time."

The red wizard was astonished. It was plain the white wizard was being truthful. That would have been something to see.

"Many people would have loved to see that happen. I would have loved to see it."

"Personally, I was scared out of my wits. The demons judged me, I think. I expected to be killed by them. But it was worth dying to be certain he was dead. He was a monster."

"Yes."

"On one world, he killed every living thing, people, animals, grass, everything," I said, as I shook my head.

The red wizard thought he would vomit at the thought. Westmoreland had gotten far worse after he was banished from their world. If he hadn't been banished, he might have done that to their world.

"Why did you worry about being judged? You have nothing to hide," the red wizard said.

I wasn't sure I was ready to admit killing the black wizard I knew as Bill. But, for some reason I trusted him. And I needed to know more about being a wizard.

"It's getting dark. We can't stand out here all night. Would you like to come to my house to talk?" I asked him.

"I need to get Emmie to bed," David said.

"Of course."

"I'll go with you, David," Jessica said.

They left. Jessica turned back twice to look at me. I waved at her.

"She has a sharp tongue," the red wizard said.

I sighed. Was this place sexist? Were women supposed to silent and obedient. I hoped not. But it looked like the middle-ages. I figured it probably was.

I began walking.

"We are going to walk?" the red wizard asked.

I wished us to the living room.

Jim jumped out of one of the recliners when we appeared.

"This is the Red Wizard of Elmwood," I said to Jim.

"Elmland."

"I'm sorry. This is Jim, my fiancé."

Jim stood there uncertainly.

"Uh. I'm pleased to meet you your...grace?" Jim said.

"Highness," the red wizard corrected.

Jim nodded.

"I've never heard of a wizard marrying. Can you have..."

"Sex?" I asked.

The wizard nodded.

"Yes," I said.

The red wizard frowned.

"How do you retain your power?"

"I'll have to know you much better before I discuss that," I said.

The red wizard smiled and nodded.

"Please be seated," I said. I pointed to the other recliner.

He sat. I got the impression he liked it.

"You asked me why I worried about being judged by the demons. I killed another black wizard. At the time, I was hopping from world to world, but not controlling it. I had no idea what was happening. I thought it was a dream. On one of the worlds, my evil twin provided books with spells for me to read—"

"Why?"

"I found out later that he wanted my body, but he wasn't ready to possess it. He said the spells were to keep my body alive until he was ready to take it. One of the spells I read was a resurrection spell. I found myself on this world and met Jim, here. His wife had just died. Like I said, I thought it was a dream and I was just playing along. I used the spell and thought about a guy from my world who I didn't like. Like I said, I thought it was a dream. But the guy I thought about appeared, dressed as a black wizard. His life got sucked out and Jim's wife came back to life. Only she wasn't his wife, she was a friend of mine who looked exactly the same as his wife. She had died in an accident on my world, around the same time as Jim's wife. That's Jessica, who you met."

"So the body is Jim's wife, but the soul is your friend from your original world, is that right?" the red wizard asked.

"Yes. Anyway, I knew I wasn't a wizard, so it had to be a dream. I realized slowly that it wasn't. That was why I was afraid of the demons judging me."

"Would you have killed the black wizard if you knew it was real?"

"I don't know. Probably not. But I wanted to make Jim happy. I was in love with his twin on my world," I said.

The red wizard frowned.

"What are you thinking? Should I have died?"

"No. Most people in love would have been unwilling to bring a rival back to life."

"It was one-sided love. Neither Jim loved me. They both loved Jessicas. Jessica was my friend, too."

"That's not true," Jim said. "I love you. And the black wizard you killed had cursed everyone in the village."

The red wizard didn't even look at Jim. He didn't take his eyes off me.

"Your story is disturbing on many levels," the red wizard said.

Great! I thought. I'm getting judged again. But that was what red wizards did, so I should have expected it.

"Your wife must have just died if necromancy brought her back." Jim nodded. "And yet you are engaged to the wizard."

Jim frowned.

"Yes, but I told him that we would wait, and that if our feelings didn't change, then we would marry," Jim said.

The red wizard stood. He glared at me.

"You claim to be a white necromancer. That is impossible. You killed using black magic, but you claim to be a white wizard. You are utterly evil. As evil as Westmoreland."

I got mad. Suddenly vines began growing rapidly up the interior walls of the house and red flowers appeared on them. Grass sprouted on the floor and grew rapidly.

To my shock, the red wizard smiled and sat.

"That was a test to see if you would use black magic to attack me. You did not."

"Why did you do it?"

"You admitted using black magic. I wanted to know if you would use it, again. Using black magic is addictive. Red wizards know this very well. We spend years learning to control our desires for more magic. The desire is always there. It is an ongoing battle."

"Red wizards use black magic?" Jim asked him.

The red wizard nodded.

"It is necessary, when executing criminals. You can't kill with white magic."

"I think white magic is addictive, too," I said. "I've started to worry about that."

"I don't think you need fear it. I would think that being addicted to white magic is like being addicted to...water. White magic does no harm, so the addiction does no harm."

"Will you remove the plants?" Jim asked me.

"I kind of like them," I said, but I wished they weren't there. They disappeared.

"As I was saying to your friend, King Stephen could use your help. You seem very powerful. The barrier around the town is very effective. Our powers are limited by our roles. We can only gain power while exercising our obligations to the crown. That means executions. Also, there are many things the king desires that cannot be easily accomplished using black magic."

"Can't you get it from plants?" I asked.

The red wizard looked at me like I was an idiot.

"I've only been a wizard for about a day," I said.

The red wizard was silent for a moment.

"Tell me about Westmoreland, please."

I told him everything I knew about him and my encounter with him.

"So this body was created magically by Westmoreland?"

"That's what he said. I can't think why he would bother to lie to me about it. I'm too insignificant to him."

The red wizard nodded.

"He used the magic he stole from the dead world to make your body. Maybe that is the source of your power."

The words hurt. Horribly. Suddenly, it was all too much. It made so much sense. In the future, every time I used magic, I would know it was stolen from a murder victim. I didn't want to use magic, anymore. I didn't want anything anymore. I began crying, remembering the dead children in the backseat of the car on the dead world. I wished I was dead. And I meant it.

The red wizard watched the white wizard collapse in grief. Then he watched his soul rise out of his body and disappear. He watched the man Jim grab the white wizard's limp body. What have I done, he asked himself. It was only speculation.

"What happened?" Jim cried.

"I believe he tried to kill himself using magic. He can't do that, using white magic."

The red wizard kneeled next to the body. He touched the white wizard's hand.

"He is alive, but his soul is gone."

"Where did it go?" Jim asked.

"I have no idea."

"Do something!" Jim cried.

The red wizard concentrated.

I found myself in Jim's Mustang, again. We were still on the road back to school. Jim was naked, just as he'd been the last time I'd seen him. I started to reach for his cock. Then I remembered I had something much more important to do.

"Jim, there's something I need to tell you," I said.

"What? If you're going to tell me you love my big dick, I already know."

I almost smiled.

"Jessica is considering breaking up with you," I said.

Jim looked at me in shock.

"She told you that?"

"No. I heard, though. She's afraid she will die in childbirth. She had a dream that terrified her. In the dream, she died in a hospital, giving birth. Also, she was a widow, at the time. She thinks if she marries you, you will die after getting her pregnant and then she will die, giving birth. That's why she won't have sex."

"Because of a dream?" he asked.

"Yes. But it's important to her. There is no point in telling her it is only a dream."

"What else can I say? It is only a dream."

"I really don't think you can convince her of that. Do you want children?"

"Well, that would be nice. It's not something I think about, though. I guess I just assumed we would have them."

"Well, if you want to keep her, I think you better tell her you're infertile, and then get a vasectomy."

"That's crazy, Jack! Maybe a psychiatrist could convince her."

"I think she will just break up with you, first. She was young when she had the dream. She heard medical terms in the dream. When she woke up, she looked them up. They were real."

"A psychiatrist could explain that to her," Jim said.

"I really don't think you, or anyone can convince her with one hundred percent certainty that it is only a dream. You don't understand. She thinks it will kill you, too. She is unwilling to take any chance at all that it could come true."

"Shit! Shit! She is so fucking stubborn!"

"I know. Jim, I think your choices are very limited."

I was shocked when Jim called her. He used a hands-free set.

"Hello, Jim," Jessica said.

"Hi, baby. Is it true you are worried about a dream you had a long time, ago?" Jim asked her.

"What? Who told you?" she asked.

"Is it true?" Jim asked.

Jessica sighed.

"Yes, Jim. It's true. Who told you?"

"Jack."

"Jack? How on Earth did he know?"

"I don't know. Baby, it was just a dream."

"Jim, do you think I haven't thought that every single day since I had it? As soon as you can prove it, just let me know!"

Jim sighed.

"Jack thinks I should get a vasectomy, so it can't come true."

"Good god! Who the hell does Jack think he is?"

"I think he's our friend. He thinks it will keep you from being afraid. Is it true you're thinking of breaking up with me?"

Jessica was silent.

"There is no way he could know that. I've never mentioned it to a soul!"

"But is it true?" Jim asked.

"This is not allowed," I heard a voice say in my head. "You cannot change past events."

I felt an excruciating pain. When it ended, Jim was seated next to me in the car, but he was dressed in a tank top and shorts. It was earlier in the evening, right after he picked me up.

"Did you say something?" Jim asked me.

Suddenly, I was back in my Jim's house. I was on the floor. Jim was holding me. The red wizard was next to him. The wizard's eyes were closed. I tried to stand up. Jim stood and pulled me up. He kissed me.

"Welcome back," the wizard said to me.

It was then that I remembered what he said about my magic. I felt the weight of it. I didn't want to live.

"I was wrong. Your magic cannot come from the dead world. White magic cannot result from black magic. Even if it did, you use your magic to help. That is better than letting it be wasted. In any case, you have been judged and found innocent by powers greater than us."

I thought about that. It sounded right, but I knew very little about magic.

"Would you consider working for King Stephen? I know he will be very, very pleased to meet you. You could help far more people."

"I don't know. Could I bring Jim and...others? Jessica might want to come. Then David would, along with his daughter, and possibly his mother."

"Yes, of course. Having your family and friends close would be a reminder of how different you are from us."

"Don't red wizards have families?" Jim asked.

"We don't see them, once we are on the Red Way. Our full loyalty must be to the king. If we did see them, we would be tempted to help them, magically, with black magic. Or even to use necromancy to bring a loved one back to life. It would end disastrously."

That was sad. This world paid a high price for Truth.

The bell rang again. I went to the door and opened it. It was David. He was alone. He looked great and smelled good. He smiled at me. For some reason, that made me feel good.

"I need to speak to you. I won't take long at all."

"Uh. OK. I went outside and shut the door."

"Change Jessie back, will ya?"

"Sure. I'll try. Why did you change your mind?"

"She looks at me like you do. Like I'm special. Like I'm important. But it's real when you do it. I need to know how she really feels."

I nodded.

"I understand. She may not choose you, David."

"I know. But if I can't make her love me, I don't want her to love me."

"I wish I had not wished Jessica saw you the way I do," I said. "Let's hope the does it."

David hugged me. I hugged him back.

"Even if I don't get Jessie. I still got a best friend," he whispered in my ear.

"David, the wizard wants me to help King Stephen. I'm thinking about doing it. Jessica will probably want to come with Jim and me. Do you want to come with us, if I go? I know you would be bringing Emmie and your mother."

"That's exciting! Am I welcome? What would we do?"

"I don't know. I don't have any answers right now. I don't know what the king wants me to do, even."

"You really want me with you?" he asked.

"Of course."

He smiled, sweetly.

"Let me talk to Mother."

"That sounds good."

"Bye."

He hesitated. I had the feeling he wanted to kiss me. But that couldn't be right. Whatever made him pause, ended. He left. I went back inside.

"I guess I'm willing to go," I said to the red wizard.

He smiled.

"What did David want?" Joe asked me.

"He asked me to remove the spell on Jessica." I turned to the wizard. "I accidently wished something, earlier. I just undid it. I hope."

"What do you mean, you wished something?"

"I found out that when I wish for things, they happen."

"Without a spell?"

I nodded.

"I'm not used to being a wizard and I am used to wishing for things."

The red wizard frowned.

"If you wished I was gone..." the red wizard said.

"I don't know if it would work on a wizard," I said.

"Wish this chair was a different color," he said.

"I wish it was red," I said.

It changed color.

"That's remarkable."

"I wish it was over there," I said pointing. The chair slid across the room.

"Black magic has to be invoked," the wizard said.

"I heard there are white witches. How do they do it?" I asked.

"They are not very powerful. They may very well be able to wish something simple, like wish an apple was ripe. They are not capable of complex spells."

I nodded.

"Wish that I did something, like...dance," he said.

"I wish you would dance," I said.

To my amazement, the wizard started jumping around.

"I wish you would stop," I said. He stopped.

The red wizard looked worried.

"Could I speak to my fiancé, privately?" Jim asked the red wizard.

The red wizard nodded.

Jim took my arm and we walked to the bedroom. Jim closed the door.

"I don't want to leave, Joe."

I could see he was upset. It hadn't occurred to me that he might not want to go. He was the mayor.

"I've never heard anything good about King Stephen. How do you know what he wants you to do?"

"I only meant I was willing to talk. He may want me to make his enemies like him. His enemies could be the good guys, for all I know. I wouldn't help him and I wouldn't stay, if that was the case."

Jim looked calmer. He nodded.

We walked out of the bedroom.

"I need to think. Would you allow me to return tomorrow?" the red wizard asked.

"Sure."

"Will you set the barrier to admit me?"

"I wish the barrier would admit you tomorrow," I said.

The red wizard looked irritated, as he disappeared.

The front door opened. Jessica came in, carrying Emmie. David was behind her. Emmie was dirty, again.

"She ran outside and jumped in the mud, so she could see the magic tub!" Jessica said, shaking her head. But she was smiling.

"And it is past her bedtime," David said, looking at her.

"The wizard left?" David asked.

"Yes. I think Joe scared him. He made the guy dance," Jim said.

"He told me to!" I said.

"Yeah. But do you think he really felt like dancing?" Jim asked me. "You forced him to do something he didn't want to do."

I hadn't thought of it that way.

"That's why he said he had to think. You think he wants you around when you can wish anything you like about him?"

Jessica carried Emmie upstairs, followed by David, and then us. Once we were in the hall, outside the bathroom, I pulled David aside.

"Did she start acting differently?" I asked.

"Yeah," David whispered. "She stopped looking at me the way you do, and started playing with Emmie. But that's just fine."

"Good!"

"Thanks, Joe."

I heard Emmie clap her hands.

I smiled at Dave. He was a such a handsome guy. If I never met Jim, I would have been madly in love with David. He winked at me. Then he shocked the hell out of me.

"Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" he whispered.

The correct answer was 'no'. There was no doubt in my mind about that. For some reason, though, I nodded my head. David nodded his.

"I get hard when I think of you," he whispered. I suppressed a groan. I looked at his crotch. He was hard right then.

Jim, Jessica, and Emmie came out of the bathroom.

"Let's go home, sweetie," David said. He picked her up. "Do you want to come with us?" he asked Jessica.

"No. I'll see you tomorrow. It's been a long, weird day."

David nodded. He and Emmie left.

"So what happened with the wizard?" Jessica asked me.

I told her.

"Working for the king! That's incredible."

"I don't know what he's like," I said.

"Well, still! You'll be like Merlin to King Arthur!" she said.

"Maybe." I sighed.

"I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

"I'll join you in a little while," Jim said.

I nodded.

I fell asleep instantly.

I was awakened by Jessica's scream. I found myself in her bedroom, directly from bed. My mouth fell open. Jim was on top of her, fucking her. They were both naked. She wasn't a virgin, anymore. To say I was shocked, was an understatement.

"Will you please get out?" Jessica yelled.

I was furious. I wished I was somewhere else, and I was. Unfortunately, I was back in Jim's car. It was getting really irritating, popping up in his car, and the last person I wanted to see was Jim. Any Jim of any world. I was furious at 'my' Jim. Then I thought how ridiculous that was. He told me he wasn't monogamous and he never had been. I didn't mind when he told Jessica he was going to cheat on her with me. But the same thing in reverse made me furious. I was a hypocrite. Earlier in the day, I had been trying to convince Jessica to have sex with him. Here she was doing it, and I was mad at her. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. So why was I so hurt? I thought about where I'd rather be. I missed David. To my great shock, I found myself in bed with him.

"What? Joe! What are you doing here?"

"I guess I wished I could talk to you, and here I am."

David grinned.

"I need to talk. Do you mind?"

"Not a bit. That's what best friends do," he said.

David took my hand and held it. I smiled at him. It was very comforting.

"I found Jim and Jessica in bed together. It really surprised me."

"It did more than that."

"You're right. It upset me a lot. I know it shouldn't. I had sex with you and with Tony. Oh. And Dan. He should be able to have sex with her. Heck, they were married, sort of. Are you upset?"

"Well, yeah! I want you to be happy."

He was so sweet.

"Well, thanks. But I meant are you mad about Jessica and Jim. I know you were in love with her...or the other Jessica."

"Joe, I don't like this Jessica near as much as the other. That's mostly why I asked you to take off the spell. Emmie takes to her more than me. Have you talked to Dan bout this?"

"No. You're my best friend, not Dan."

David smiled.

"Will I make you glow when I fuck you?" David asked me.

I gulped. I nodded my head.

"Jessie and Jim are fucking. Maybe you'll feel better if I fuck you."

"I would really like that, but I'm falling in love with you. No. I'm already in love with you. That will make it worse. I know you want a woman, not a man. When I see you with a woman, it will be just as painful as seeing Jim and Jessica."

"You make my cock hard, Joe."

David threw back the blanket that was over him.

"Look at my meat."

He was naked and stiff. I reached out and felt his body. David closed his eyes and smiled. I felt his nipple turn into a hard, little rock as my hand slid over it a couple of times. I felt his shoulders and his neck. It was clear that David loved the attention. I slid a hand down his belly and wrapped my fingers around his erection. I slowly stroked it, while I explored his balls with my other hand.

"This is what I want, Joe. You 'n me. When you sucked me out in the corn field, it felt right. Like it was meant to be. At first, I thought it was because I hadn't had sex since my Juda died. Or because it was the first time my meat was in somebody's mouth. But later, I realized I missed you. I'd just met you, but I wanted to see you, again. I wanted to see the way your face looks when you look at me. Like I'm special. Like I'm important."

To my surprise, David rolled on top of me. He looked in my eyes for a moment. Then he pressed his mouth to mine. I felt his tongue and opened my mouth. At first, his tongue didn't move. Then it slowly began exploring my mouth. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as we kissed. As the kiss continued, David grew more passionate. It was a perfect kiss. There was love and lust in it. Then he pulled away.

"You think I don't know you're in love with me?" he whispered in my ear. "You look at me the way my wife did, although there wasn't near as much lust in her, bless her soul. I miss being loved. I miss being wanted. It's different with Emmie and Mother. You just go on loving me and wanting me, and I'll get everything I want and everything I need from you. I don't need a woman, if I have you. You haven't got no pussy, but I can still fuck you. And I want to, Joe. I want to fuck you as much as I ever wanted to fuck Juda or Jessie. I plan to fuck you ever day. We had sex twice today and I'm still hard as a rock. I need to get my cock inside you, honey. What do you say to us having it three or four times a day, ever day?"

"Oh, David!"

"Will you sleep in my bed, tonight?" he asked me.

I didn't want to face Jim. I didn't know what to say to him. I wanted to tell him what he'd done was fine. That I didn't mind. I wanted to do that. But I didn't think I was ready to say that and mean it.

"Yes, if you want me."

"I want you in my bed, ever night. Don't marry Jim. Please."

I looked in his eyes. I wondered if I should do it, choose David over Jim. I loved Jim, but I didn't want to try to split him and Jessica up. I thought about Dan. Dan was a great guy, but I wasn't in love with him. I loved David, maybe more than Jim. I didn't know why.

"Now, I never fucked a man. What do I do?" he asked me.

I pulled my legs up and pointed. "Your dick goes in here."

He grinned. I wished I was well lubricated. David placed the head of his cock at my entrance. He pushed inside.

"Lord, almighty!" he said, as he entered me.

He pulled slowly out and pushed slowly in. There was surprise in his eyes and a big grin on his face.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

David laughed and nodded.

"The women in this town are blind," I said to him.

David grinned.

He sped up and a minute later, he pounded my ass.

"You like this?" he asked me, breathing hard. "You like having my big cock inside you this way?"

"I do. You're such a stud!"

His balls slapped against me, just as they'd slapped against my chin earlier in the day.

"We're doing this ever day, you understand?" he said. I nodded, grinning at him. "You may be a wizard, but I'm in charge, in bed."

I grinned and nodded.

My hands caressed the parts of him I could reach. He grinned at me.

"You want me?" he asked breathlessly.

"Oh, yeah!"

"How much?"

"More than Jim!" I said. My words shocked me. But I could see they made him very happy.

His expression changed. Then he cried out. His mother and Emmie were bound to hear him. He began shooting inside me. There was liquid fire in my ass. I almost screamed in pain. Then the pleasure exploded. Suddenly, all I saw was white, like I was on the sun. I think I lost consciousness after that. When I awoke, he was staring at me. He was still inside me and I was glowing so brightly, the room looked as bright as daylight. It was the best sex of my life. Not that I'd had that much sex! I grinned at him. I reached out and pulled on his nipples. He fell on top of me and kissed me. Part of his cock slid out, but the end stayed inside me. I wanted it there. I rubbed his sweaty back as we kissed.

"David, is anything wrong?" I heard his mother ask.

"No. Mother. Everything is just fine. Perfect," David said, while grinning at me.

"Oh? Well, good night."

"Night," David said.

It took me a while to convince him I was serious, but I got David to sit on my face. He was shocked but delighted when I began rimming him. He stroked himself while I did it. He jumped up, pushed his cock into my mouth, and shot his fourth load of the day there. He lay on top of me and we kissed for a long while.

"I love you, David."

He smiled and sighed. "I know. I can see it so clearly in your eyes. Did you know your eyes burn when you look at my meat?"

"I believe you. I can't get enough of it."

"I'm real happy about that. Let's go to sleep," he said. "We're having a lot of sex tomorrow."

I grinned.

I gave him a sleep mask. I needed one, too. I was glowing so brightly they were absolutely essential. He wrapped his arms around me.

"Be mine," he said. "I won't cheat on you. I need you, Joe."

I almost said, I know. It wasn't in David's nature to cheat. He was clean and good and honest. But was I? Probably not. I had sex with Jim the day after his wife died. What kind of person does that? And why was I just then realizing how awful that was? Jim missed his wife. She just died. He reached for Jessica, which was natural. I had no right to be angry at either of them. Right then, I was angry at myself.

"I don't deserve you, David."

"You are a very good person, Joe. Your feelings are just raw, right now."

I smiled at him. I hoped he was right.

The Red Wizard of Elmland paced back and forth in his room. The white wizard was an incredible asset and an incredible danger. He had used all his power while attempting to keep himself from dancing. He was unsuccessful. And the white wizard expended no energy in making him do it. He hadn't even concentrated. Still, the white wizard, Joe, seemed open to listening to the king. And Joe was actually very likable. He was completely honest and open. The king would appreciate that, especially in contrast to the Black Wizard of Westmoreland and the Wizard of Venice. The fiancé Jim was a problem. The man was very ambitious. Because of the ambition, he couldn't help thinking Jim wanted the white wizard because of his power. It was very strange that a man desperate for his dead wife's return would become engaged to someone else, the same day. Ambitious as he was, he would have thought the man would be pleased by the idea of visiting the royal palace and becoming known to important people. But, for some reason, the man hated the king. It seemed an irrational hatred. The king had spent his entire reign worrying about the much larger eastern continent. The eastern continent had fifty times more people than the western continent. He barely gave this continent any attention at all. There were no taxes, no royal military, and very few laws. Why then did Jim hate the king? This other man, David, was completely different. This David had an interesting aura. When he'd first met him and mentioned King Stephen, the man had smiled. And despite his 'date' with the woman, he had a sexual interest in the white wizard. That was obvious when he asked the white wizard to remove a spell on the woman. He became sexually aroused while speaking to him. The white wizard was sexually attracted to David, as well. It was too bad that this David was not the fiancé of the white wizard. And that was another confusing point. How did the white wizard manage to have sex? And often, apparently. The red wizard wasn't certain, but he believed he detected the semen of several men in the white wizard. Semen had a particular magical signature. That too was very strange. Why not just the semen of the fiancé?

He sat on his rock and began his meditation. When he'd cleared his mind, he found himself directly above the town. He now knew how to identify the white wizard. He was surprised to see the white wizard was sleeping in a different house. Then he spotted David's aura. The white wizard and David were in the same bed. He was very pleased. Then he grew serious. Things were working out so well, it was suspicious. He would know more when he saw the white wizard, again.

I got up, finally, and began to pace. I had no idea what I should do. I had no idea how I should feel. If Jim and Jessica were in love, I should be happy for them. I loved David. We could be happy. Jim and Jessica might belong together. They probably did belong together. It happened in two different worlds. But I wanted to understand what happened. Why did Jessica suddenly want sex, after putting it off for years? She didn't seem to particularly like this Jim, which wasn't surprising, because Jim didn't seem to like her and didn't bother to hide his feelings. Had my wishing spell about David made her horny? When I removed her lust for David, did the lust remain? Who else would she turn to, besides Jim? No one. If this was so, I could hardly blame her. Or maybe she missed her Jim so much, she turned to this one. Was what happened my fault? What about Jim? Why had he done it? I read his thoughts. He loved me and he didn't love her. Maybe this was just how Jim was and always would be. He had sex with anyone, whenever he felt like it. I felt sorry for Jessica. If she'd come to love this Jim, she was bound to be unhappy. I decided living with Jim would be intolerable for me. If I reacted this way to his having sex with Jessica, how would I deal with his philandering next time? I didn't think a relationship with Jim would make me happy. I was far better off with David.

Then I began thinking about the red wizard and the king. What had Jim heard about the king? Was the king a bad person? Maybe I was being naïve, but I trusted the red wizard. Right at that moment, I didn't trust Jim. I wondered what it would be like to meet the king. I wondered what he would want me to do for him. My thoughts drifted back to Jim. I wondered if I really loved this Jim for himself. Had I latched onto him because he was like the other Jim, only willing to be in a romantic relationship with me? Did I think of him as a gay version of the Jim from home? The Jim that wanted me? Of course, in a way, the other Jim wanted me. He wanted me for daily sex with no strings. They both wanted what they wanted, and for the first time I it occurred to me that I misjudged both of them. Were they opportunistic users or other people? That didn't seem a fair appraisal, though. After a couple of hours, I was no closer to knowing what to do about anything. I climbed back into David's bed. Immediately, he started twitching and murmuring. He was having a dream.

"Oh, Joe," he mumbled. "I love you," he added.

Dear David. Sweet David.

"I love you, too," I said.

He grunted and sat partway up.

"You say something?"

"I said I love you. Sorry to wake you up."

"You can wake me to say that, every night."

I smiled. He wrapped his arms around me and fell asleep, again. I heard a loud clap of thunder. The sound of it seemed to clear my mind. I fell asleep to the sound of rain hitting the roof of the house.

I woke to pounding. David was already out of bed, putting on pants.

"It's the mayor's house!" David's mother Mary said, as she looked at me.

"What about it?" I said, jumping out of David's bed.

"It's on fire!"

I found myself on the street outside Jim's house, naked. It was raining hard, but the whole house was burning. Not just the top of the house, but the entire front of the house, too. I wished it would stop burning. Instantly, the fire was gone. I pushed at the burned front door. The door and part of the wall collapsed, most of it shattering into charcoal when it hit the ground. I was glowing brightly enough to see clearly. The inside of the house was char. A side wall collapsed. There was creaking and rumbling, as if more of the house was about to collapse. I fell to the ground inside the remains of the house. I knew Jim and Jessica were dead. There was no need to look. There was another crash. I was dimly aware that I was being carried. I looked and saw it was David. The second floor of the house collapsed onto the first floor. David had saved my life.

I felt empty. I was aware he was talking to me, but I couldn't make out the words. I didn't want to. All I could think about was, if I'd been home, they would have been alive. I could have put out the fire, instantly. I wished I was dead, again. Fortunately, I didn't find myself in Jim's car. If I had, I don't know what I would have done—told him I love him, told him I hated him, I just didn't know. Instead, nothing happened.

"Maybe she was meant to die," I heard a voice say. "It was her time, and nothing the wizard could do could change that."

Jim and Jessica died together. Again. Just like in my world. An accident. Again. We're they destined to die young? What was destiny, anyway? Did it even exist?

"You're alive!" Dan said. I hadn't realized until then that he was there. "Where are Jim and Jessica?"

"I...don't know. Maybe—" I pointed to the ruins of Jim's house.

"Why didn't you stop the fire?" Dan cried.

"I wasn't here," I said.

"You went to bed! You were there!" Dan said.

"No. I...heard a scream. I...went looking...Jim and Jessica were in...bed together. I...left. I couldn't stay."

"He came to my house," David said. "He was very upset."

"And you got your revenge on them!" Dan said to me. He was enraged. "You murdered both of them!"

"No, Dan! I didn't!"

"My first opinion of you was right! You are evil, dressed up as good! But you'll be sorry! I promise you that!" Dan said. He turned around and walked off. I almost wished that he believed me. But I didn't want magic to change his mind for him. I wanted him to believe me because I was telling the truth.

"No! I loved both of them!" I said to his back.

I looked up at David.

"He's upset. He didn't really mean all of that. Give him time."

David picked me up and carried me back to his house. He sat me down in the kitchen. He sat next to me and pulled me against him. Mary handed me a cup full of warm liquid.

"Why wasn't I there?" I asked them, both.

"You can't control fate," Mary said. I stared at her.

"You look so much younger," I said. She looked my mother's age. My mother was forty-one. "Why?"

She smiled.

"You did it, Joe. Don't you know?"

"But I don't know. I don't know, anything. I'm nobody. Nothing."

"Don't talk like that!" Mary said.

"You're my...best friend," David said.

I looked at him. I could see the concern on his face.

"It's my fault. I know it's my fault. If I'd been home..."

"Listen, Joe. I don't know anything about wizards, but I do know about fate," Mary said.

I wondered what she meant.

"If they were meant to die, and you weren't, you couldn't have been there. Fate wouldn't allow you to be there," she said. "Something would have happened to drive you out. It could have taken many forms. But it would happen."

I stared at her. That didn't make any sense, did it?

"If you were there, it would have thwarted fate. You did that once, by bringing Jessica back. You couldn't do it, again. You had to be somewhere else," she said. "You were here, where you are more than welcome."

"That sounds very good, but how will I ever know? How will I know I shouldn't have been there, that I shouldn't have saved them?"

"You are a good person. David told me why you came here. Anyone would have left. Still, what they did wasn't wrong, for them. I believe circumstances forced you out of the house. And why? Fate. It was their time to die."

Maybe they were destined to be together and die together.

I looked at her. "You're beautiful, Mary. I see where David gets his good looks."

She smiled.

"I used to be pretty. I am, again. Thanks to you."

"Where is Emmie? How will she deal with this? Poor thing. Losing two Jessicas."

"She has slept through all this. I'll tell her what I told you. We aren't all meant to grow old here. Some of us have a lot of time. Some don't. Jim and Jessica didn't. You must make the best of the time you have."

I looked at her, again.

"How did you get so wise?" I asked.

She smiled.

"The usual way. I had a wise teacher, my grandmother Emmaline. She was almost a witch, a white witch. She was being trained. Then she saw a man and fell in love. But she never forgot what she was taught by two wise women. Those women could read fate in people. They could hold your hand and know how much longer you would live. My grandmother saw them read people. In fact, when she left the witches, to marry, they told her they'd known all along that she wasn't fated to be a witch. They told her how many children she would have and how long she would live. One day she told me she was going to die that year. The witches had foreseen it. She wasn't upset about it, at all. She was old and in pain. It was a bad winter. She got pneumonia and died, just as they predicted. Fate isn't just an enemy, it can be a comfort, Joe."

I smiled at her.

"I wanted to become a white witch, myself," Mary said.

"You never told me that!" David said.

"It was a long time, ago. But like my grandmother, I fell in love. You see, David, we have magic in our bodies. I never learned to use it, but it's there. I think that is why Joe's spell to heal my joints made me younger. It was his magic, combined with my magic."

I smiled at her.

"That's wonderful," I said.

She nodded. Her cheeks dimpled as she smiled.

"No one is going to believe David is your son."

She laughed.

"I am going to check on Emmie. You're right. She is going to be very upset when she hears the news," Mary said.

She got up and left the room.

"Do you want to live here with us?" David asked me.

I looked at his face. I could see hope.

"Why do I love you so much?" I asked him. "We just met." We didn't have anything in common, but I didn't say that.

"Maybe we are meant to be together," David said.

"Do you love me?" I asked him.

He looked uncomfortable. Then he nodded his head, and he looked downright miserable. I glanced down and saw he was erect.

"It's because I'm a man," I said.

David nodded.

"I spent my whole like thinking that was unnatural. Tonight, I made love to a man and it was just as good as what we did inside the corn field. It was just as good as it was with Juda. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Joe," he said. "I know I'll never find anyone else who looks at me the way you do."

I smiled at him.

"How will your mother react to us?"

"I already talked to her bout us. She told you you're welcome here."

"Really?"

I looked into his bright blue eyes and forgot about everything else. But only for a moment.

David shook his head.

"Not even Juda looked at me like that. I told Mother how you look at me. She thinks it means you and me are meant to be together."

Mary walked back into the room. She sat down with a very serious expression.

"I have to ask you something, Joe." I nodded. "Are you planning to consort with demons again?" she asked me.

"I didn't consort with them. They were after someone who was trying to kill me. A Black Wizard. The Black Wizard of Westmoreland—"

Mary shrieked.

"Don't say that name! You say demons were after him? Good! He belongs in hell."

I nodded.

"Yes. The demons took him. How is that consorting?" I asked.

"Did you summon a demon in Jim's house?"

"While I told Jessica about it, I tried to describe the demon to her. It seems like picturing one is enough to summon one. I didn't know that. He was furious. He told me if I summoned him, again, he would give me a thousand years of pain. Believe me, I don't want that."

Mary laughed.

"Good! Nothing good can come of demons. Or black magic. Necromancy is the worst black magic. It requires a murder as part of the spell."

"I believe you. When I brought Jessica back, I thought this was all a dream. I had no magical power on my world and I figured if I suddenly had magic, it had to be a dream. I'm not sorry the black wizard is dead, but I am sorry I killed him."

Mary nodded her head. "You're a good person."

"Are you upset about losing Jessica?" I asked David.

"I lost Jessica five years, ago." He sighed. "It hurt ever time I looked at her. But this Jessica, no. I wish she was alive, but I won't miss her. All she did was talk about what she wanted, on our walk. When she looked at me, I knew the desire in her eyes was really yours. It was you who wanted me so bad. I would have had a much better time with you.

"Let's go back to bed," David said to me.

He got up and took my hand. We went into his bedroom. He pulled off his clothes. I was already naked. I found myself growing erect as I looked at his body. It was no time to be thinking of sex, though. David pushed me gently onto my back. He lay on top of me and kissed me. After a few heartbeats, I kissed back. I felt him grow erect. He pulled away and grinned at me.

"I can't hardly believe you licked my asshole."

"Did you like it?"

"First, it made me very uncomfortable. But then I started to. I knew for certain I wanted you to be mine, after. I want ta spend the rest of my life making you glow, Joe."

I wished David luck and a long life. And I intended them to be more than wishes.

"I don't know why I love you, David. I get happy, every time I see you. I ought to be in love with Dan."

I got sad, then, thinking about how he felt about me.

"For heaven sakes why?" David asked.

I thought about it. Because Jim and Jessica wanted me to? Because he had enormous muscles?

"You ought to be and are in love with me, Joe. And I love you. Me, I'm in love with a man! I don't want a woman, not when I got me a glowing Joe, who looks at me like I'm special, like I'm important. Like I'm the handsomest man alive."

"But you are the handsomest man, alive!" I said, grinning. "And you have the most beautiful cock."

He grinned at me.

"I'll tell you something that surprised me. I thought fucking a man would make me feel less like a man. I guess I thought it would make me feel...girlish. But it didn't. I was still the one on top and I was making us both happy with my cock."

"How did Juda die?" I asked.

"She died right after giving birth to Emmie. Emmie was a big baby, and there wasn't no doctor."

I couldn't help thinking of Jessica and her dream.

He was silent, for a moment. Then he kissed me and began rubbing his erection on me. I knew it was wrong, after losing Jim, but I was happy. I didn't know why I felt so drawn to David, and I didn't care. He straddled me on the bed and let me look at his cock.

"Damn! It's perfect!" I said.

David laughed. He knew how much I loved it. He lowered himself, until his cock and balls were resting on my face. I took a deep sniff. He began rubbing them on my face.

"I love this!"

David laughed, as he kept doing it. "I never tried, but I don't think Juda would a let me do this to her."

I felt wetness on my forehead.

He fell onto bed next to me.

"Let's get some sleep, Joe."

I nodded. I fell asleep quickly, with David's erection nestled between my butt cheeks, and his arms wrapped tightly around me. At that moment, everything was perfect.

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