The Mage's Tale
Chapter 3
I woke up a few hours later in a daze. For a moment I forgot what had happened, until I noticed the dried up pre-cum on my belly and the unfamiliar dick resting on it, now soft. I guessed that I had pushed myself too hard with the androscrye spell and then the cock-swap spell and worn myself out. Luckily for me, it was now late evening, and my parents had left me alone instead of waking me for dinner. I figured that was Dad's doing, since he likely knew what I was up to every day. I cleaned myself up a bit then got dressed to go downstairs and find something to eat, as I was starving. Magic takes its toll on the user, I suppose.
My mom had gone to bed, but my dad was sitting on the couch looking at his phone. "Went too hard that time did you?" he asked me nonchalantly.
"Yeah," I said sheepishly.
"What did you do?" he asked me. I told him. "You know the best way to expand your power? Practice. Magic is a bit like exercise, and a bit like alcohol. Seeing as how both are a bit foreign to you I'll explain. You need to work out your powers to make them stronger and improve your endurance so you get less tired from using it. But you also build up a tolerance to its effects. If you don't use it, you "lose" it, in that you will find it more difficult to use even the simplest spells. But there is one thing that will really jump start your growth as a mage, and a man: lose your virginity. Doesn't matter who with, find a boy in your class. But it needs to be penetrative, and you need to top a least a bit. Oral works, but butt-sex is best."
"But Dad, didn't we --"
"Your initiation doesn't count for this, son. Besides, part of the spell I used kept your virginity intact for others. I was unlocking the first milestone for you and giving you a boost when I gave you my seed. You need to do the rest yourself."
"I don't know where to start," I told him, overwhelmed.
"Tell you what, I'll teach you a new spell that could help. Come back to my office."
He got up and started walking me towards the office, though I couldn't help but notice his semi in his boxers. Either what we had talked about had aroused him, or what we were about to do did. I hadn't felt this way about my father before the initiation, but now I couldn't help but find myself looking at his cock, wondering if it was the one he was born with, or if he had "traded up" like I had.
We made it back to my Dad's office, and he produced the book he had shown me before. I still didn't know where it had been hidden; Dad must have used his magic to hide it from everyone. He flipped to a page and told me to undress, as the forms were best taught when both student and teacher could see each other's bodies completely. I was correct in my observations earlier, Dad had a good semi going, though it did not seem to be getting harder. It looked tasty though, and I had to force myself to focus on his words and motions.
"This spell will arouse another man in your presence. More power will increase the arousal level, from mildly turned on to ready to fuck anything with a pulse for some release. You need to be careful with this spell though, as not only will you quickly tire yourself out at your level, but your empathic link to him will cause a bit of feedback, and you will feel some of what he feels. As you master the spell and come into your power a bit more, you can mitigate that feedback somewhat, but for you right now, it will be considerable. So I recommend you try it out a bit first to see what it is like. Cast it on me now, I'll drop my defenses."
I was a bit taken aback by this, not by the spell or the uses for it, but by the blatant invitation to use my magic on him. I steadied myself and reached out with my mind to touch my dad's, stirring lustful thoughts within it. I was tentative, mindful of what Dad had just told me, and just did a small amount of power. Plus I was still a bit tired from earlier.
The effect was immediate. Dad started breathing more heavily and his semi quickly stood up to full mast, throbbing with each pulse of my dad's heartbeat. I felt wave of arousal from his thoughts through the link, and was soon painfully hard myself. Eric's cock hung heavily from my groin, balls tight against the base. I remembered suddenly how turned on I had been before blacking out, and how close Eric had been to cumming just prior to the swap. Just from this slight feedback from my Dad, I was about to cream myself. I felt a wall go back up between us, and my spell was cut off.
"The new model looks good son," Dad said, a bit sensually, or was that my imagination. "You picked a good one there. My advice, see if you can shoot your shot with him. You already know he likes men, and knows what he's doing." Dad ignored his own erection and told me to go back upstairs and finish myself off. I was a bit disappointed that he didn't want to work off the lust with me. I got dressed a bit, just my boxers (since I knew that I would just be taking them right back off when I got upstairs, and Mom was asleep), and went back to my room. Dad, meanwhile, went into his bedroom with Mom. I knew what he was thinking even without the link, and for the first time but not the last, I was jealous of my mom.
I went upstairs and dropped the boxers once my door was closed. I felt the unfamiliar cock in my hands, cupping the hairy balls who were hugging that cock so tightly. It would not take much to finish, I knew, but I still wanted to feel it all before blowing. Eric's cock was not as big as Dad's or even Jack's, but there was a thickness, a kind of musk that wasn't present with Jack's at least. I ran my fingers along the length delicately, then gripped tightly. It took a lot of willpower to not cum right then, and a dollop of pre-cum dripped out onto my hand. I slowly moved my hand up and down, and could not resist moaning as I fantasized about Eric, then my dad, then my dad fucking Eric, then my Dad fucking me like he had before. The knowledge that Dad was probably fucking right below me this very second was what destroyed the last of my resistance. I came hard onto my hands, think sperm dripping off of my fingers. I tasted Eric's blend, and found it pretty good, salty but also a little bitter and very musky. I went back downstairs and got some food, then went back upstairs to go to bed, ignoring the squeaky bed noises and moaning coming from my parents' bedroom.
At school the next day, I plotted how to get Eric alone. I knew he was on the swim team, and that he fucked Coach Davis regularly, but that was about all I knew of his routine. I figured the best chance to do it was probably similar to how he got with Coach Davis, in the locker room after practice. I wasn't on the swim team, but I figured I could use my new spell to overcome any resistance to my presence. After school, and after the swim team practice, I strolled into the locker room once most of the guys inside had left. Luckily for me, Eric was still there, dripping and sexy. There were a few other guys still in the room, but they paid no attention to me. I approached Eric, and introduced myself a bit awkwardly. He was friendly, and we had a bit of small talk as the other guys filtered out of the room. Once it was just the two of us, I focused my magic on him. He hadn't been turned on at all before, so it took a bit more work on my part than it had with Dad, but I could feel the spell working and see his speedo becoming much tighter as Jack's cock filled it much more nicely than his original cock. He started becoming a bit flustered, and nervously tried to excuse himself. I turned up the power a little bit and used my most seductive voice "What's the rush? I was enjoying flirting with you."
"What?" he said, clearly becoming more turned on by the second.
"Why don't we have some fun in there?" I pointed to the shower, my own arousal growing from the feedback and the sexiness of the situation.
"Uh, okay, sure."
I leaned in and kissed him, then took his hand and led him into the corner furthest from the door. I stripped down to my underwear as he stood there a bit dumbly, then I pulled down both his speedo and my boxers simultaneously. Both cocks popped out together eagerly. "Let's start with you," I said seductively, then got on my knees and took Jack's dick into my mouth for the first time. It was everything I had hoped for, and I used my empathic link to tell me what Eric wanted me to do. Seemed like he wanted a smooth, gentle suckling, then to be fucked in the ass. Smiling inside, I got to work. I licked along his shaft, teasing the foreskin with my tongue, then smoothly transitioned to a blowjob. Jack's dick was pretty big, so I had trouble taking it all, but I resolved to get better at giving head in the future. Dad's dick was even bigger, I thought to myself. This thought turned me on even more, and I started sucking in earnest. I picked up the pace, and began swirling my tongue between the foreskin and the head, and Eric moaned loudly. "Bet Davis never did that" I thought to myself as I threw myself into the blowjob. Eric was getting close as I worked Jack's dick over and over, and just as he had the thought that he was cumming, I tasted him shooting a fat load of Jack's cum into my mouth. It tasted like I had remembered, though with a hint of Eric's native flavor mixed in. Since I was prepared for it, I caught it all in my mouth, waited for him to finish and got every last drop, even the late drops. I stood up and kissed him again. This surprised him, but he embraced my and we swirled his cum between our tongues before we each swallowed half of it. "I'm sure that's another thing he never did with his coach." I thought. As we parted lips, I spun him around and pushed him against the wall. Eric's cock was throbbing and dripping between my legs and was very ready for what came next. Eric's cock seemed to be gifted with a lot of pre-cum, and there was enough there that I didn't need any other lube. I lined up Eric's cock with his asshole, and I smiled at the thought that he would be fucking himself very shortly. After rubbing in some of the dripping pre-cum, I pushed in to Eric's willing asshole. He gasped as his thick cock widened his asshole and I made sure to angle for the prostate, like I had been shown with Dad. Eric started moaning softly when I touched it, and I knew what I had to do. I needed to fuck Eric with his own dick. I started slow, letting him adjust, but found it difficult to keep it slow. All of my instincts wanted me to rut this willing mate in front of me, to fuck him senseless. I sped up, sawing my borrowed cock in and out of Eric's asshole faster and faster. Eric gasped every time I hit his prostate, which with my knowledge and empathic connection was pretty much with every in-stroke. Soon he was panting, and Jack's dick had hardened again between his legs as it bobbed with the motions. I took a moment to grab it and give him a rough reach around, but he begged me to keep fucking him, so I tried to do both. Soon Eric was groaning, and his cock was swelling in my hand. I could feel his second orgasm cumming, and the feedback had finally gotten to me. I came into Eric, and as I shot my load deep into his ass, Eric came again, with a deep shuddering orgasm despite the pretty small amount of cum dripping onto my fingers. I felt my mind expand, my powers awakened to new heights, and I felt refreshed, all fatigue from spellcasting erased. I thought about the irony of Eric standing here impaled on his own cock, and decided to return it to him. I quickly invoked the swapping spell and Eric soon found Jack's cock in his butt, not his own, but the spell made him unable to recognize that.
I pulled out, brought the cum covered fingers to his mouth, and he licked it off as we kissed again. "Damn," he said. "That was intense. Best I've ever had, John. We should do it again sometime."
"We definitely should. But we should get outta here before someone catches us."
"Right. See you around."
I got dressed again, adjusting the new weight of Jack's cock back into my boxers. I felt like a whole new world had opened up to me, and I was anxious to see it.