The Mage's Tale Chapter 2
Over the next few weeks, I really tried out my new powers. I took the opportunity to use the androscrye spell every night to spy on each of my male classmates one at a time. I would usually pose them in provocative ways, then play with my borrowed cock to the images. I was utterly delighted; this was way more fun than just jerking off to porn. I decided to keep Jack's cock for a least a while longer, as the enhanced sensitivity and pleasure that my Dad had told me about had not yet worn off, though the skin on the shaft had started to lighten a bit to match my skin tone. I spied on Jack as well, more out of curiosity to how he looked with my original cock than out of lust. Like with me, his new cock had started to change tone to match his darker complexion.
After a bit of tinkering with the androcrye spell, I noticed that I could alter the parameters to watch the guy in real time with a dim view of his surroundings. It was a sort of "fly on the wall" camera that was completely undetectable, and because of my mental link with my targets, I knew instinctively what their mood was. This made it easy for me to be a voyeur when they were masturbating their wonderful dicks and do a one-sided mutual session with them.
One evening, I was doing some more scrying, this time on one of the boys in the year ahead of me in school. I had seen him around and had often wondered what he looked like naked. His name was Eric, and he had an athletic build and was on the swim team. Dark hair, tanned skin, cute butt, the kind of guy that made my cock twitch. I peeked in on him and immediately got the sensation that he was experiencing great pleasure. I widened the angle of the spell, and got a look at what was going on. I was not expecting what I saw.
Eric was having sex, actual sex, not just masturbation. More surprising, he was having sex with his swim coach in what I dimly recognized as the locker room of the school. Coach Davis was sucking on Eric's cock with great vigor, to the point that it was difficult to get a good look at it. Eric was really into it, and seemed very close to cumming. I poured more of my power into the spell to get a better look, which made the image wobble a bit. "Weird," I thought, "that's never happened before." But I soon forgot all about the strange wobble as I got a good look at the scene going down in the locker room. Coach Davis was naked from the waist up, crouched on the floor and really going to town on Eric's cock. Eric was reclining on a bench, shirtless and with his swim trunks in a pile at his feet. Tweaking my view a bit more, I got a good look at Eric's dick. Since I had become something of a connoisseur of penises among my peers, I can say with some authority that his looked much more mature than any of the guys in my grade. Even though I couldn't really know through the spell, I just imagined that it smelled and tasted musky and masculine. As I was pondering this, Eric came into Coach Davis' mouth and on his face, a huge load, the kind that only happened to me when I had been unable to masturbate for almost a full week (it was torture as a teenager!). The coach swallowed it all sensually, then wiped the cum off of his face with a finger.
Suddenly, Coach Davis grabbed Eric by the shoulder and spun him around, then dropped his own shorts. He lined his own dick up with Eric's asshole and stuck the finger with Eric's cum deep inside it. Eric moaned softly, and Coach Davis slammed into him with little warning. "Yeah boy, you like that?" Coach Davis said huskily. "Oh yeah, Coach, give it to meee!" Eric moaned out to the rhythm of the thrusts. I could see that not only were both of them experienced in this, but they had done this before, possibly many times. Coach Davis was like a fucking machine, sawing in and out of his students willing asshole, as the cock he had sucked dry moments before started bouncing back to full hardness below. After one particularly deep thrust, Eric gasped as his cock drooled a big dollop of precum which soon bounced free onto the bench as he was being pounded. I knew then that I had to taste it. I had to have this cock!
I prepped the spell for cock swapping, which was not difficult under the circumstances. I knew I had to be quick, as it was likely Eric was about to cum again and lose his hard-on. I focused my scrying spell on his drooling, bouncing cock, then willed the change forward. When I pulled my mind back, that same spit-shined, oozing cock was poking out from my groin as I watched Jack's big dick take its place on Eric's body. Interestingly, Jack's cock resumed its original coloration on Eric's body, no worse for wear since I had played with it. I had already been hard, but nowhere near as close to orgasm before the swap. Now it felt like I was almost past the point of no return, while Eric seemed to catch a second wind and began pushing back with more force into Coach Davis' thrusts. The coach, for his part, was unable to hold back much longer, and came with what seemed like a good deal of force as he reached around to Eric's/Jack's cock and jerked it off. Seeing as how both of them were oblivious to the change that had occurred, it took longer than either of them seemed to expect for Eric to cum a second time. When he did, there was a full load of cum shooting out of the fresh dick, which surprised them both.
"Damn boy, here I was thinking you weren't into this anymore. You're quite the stud, you know that?"
"I don't know what to say, Coach, I've never been able to do that before."
"Same time next week?"
"You know it Coach. I wish we could go to your house though, the locker room isn't the best place for this."
"Eric, you know we can't do that. My wife would figure out we're fucking pretty quickly, even if we're really careful."
"Yeah I guess." Eric leaned over to kiss Coach Davis, but the coach pulled back and stood up, pulling up his shorts.
"Go on home Eric, I need to be home for dinner tonight. It's our anniversary, and my wife will want me to fuck her senseless later. Wish I had that newfound stamina of yours though."
I ended the spell and took the time to scoop up some of the precum dripping from Eric's cock onto my belly. His was as I thought, deep and musky, and I wanted to feel this cock more intimately, but I was overcome by a wave of drowsiness, and fell asleep in my bed, cock in hand.