Transformed Chapter 16
When I woke in the morning, I was almost overwhelmed by all that had happened the day before. I remembered the weirdness of school and the effect I'd had on my teammates. I thought about what Robby and I had discovered as I worked to control my powers. I went back over the dream, which I could still remember with surprising clarity. For a moment, I thought about not getting up, just feigning illness and staying in bed all day at home, but I decided that I needed to go to school and face the day.
Before I got ready for school, though, I decided that I needed to practice containing my sexual energy a bit more. I sat cross-legged on my bed and spent a few minutes centering myself. I imagined putting walls up, sealing myself off and keeping my energy inside. When I felt like I had achieved some control, I got up and got ready for school. I showered and dressed and then went down and grabbed a bowl of cereal for breakfast. My dad had already left for school, but my mom was drinking her coffee and reading the newspaper. I sat down across from her to eat my cereal.
"You seem kind of subdued this morning," she said to me.
"I'm good," I said, but secretly, I was pleased that my efforts at self-containment seemed to be working. On the surface, at least, I was appearing calmer then usual.
As I walked to school, I worked to remain focused on keeping up my walls. I realized that if I was going to control my ... my power? my ability? ... I wasn't sure what to call it, but if I was going to control it, I would need to control it even as I went on with my regular life. I'd managed to control it while I was focused exclusively on containing myself, but at school, I'd need to simultaneously focus on my classes, on swimming, on chatting with my friends, while somehow keeping my walls up. So now, I was practicing containing myself while walking to school, and I felt like I was getting the hang of it.
When I walked into the school building, I got the normal greetings from people that knew me, but I didn't seem to attract the attention of strangers the way I had the day before. Allen walked by and gave me a once over, but it was just his usually flirtatiousness. Robby came up to me as I was getting books out of my locker, having sought me out to check in.
"So?" he asked.
"You tell me," I said.
He stood close, like he needed to whisper something to me.
"I think it's working."
He sniffed me, and I pulled back.
"Why are you sniffing me?"
He laughed. "I don't know. Seeing if you're giving off a smell or something. Do pheromones smell?" He paused and then added, "You smell like deodorant." We both laughed and headed off to class.
As I sat in my classes that day, I paid attention to the teachers as much as I could, but I also focused on keeping my walls up.
I was less active in class than usual, but my efforts seemed to work. I didn't get strange lascivious looks from people, and no one got into my personal space. At lunch, I sat with my usual crew - Tom and Charlie, Allen and a friend of his, Lisa, and Demetrius. We joked around like usual, while I kept part of my brain focused on keeping up my walls.
"Why are you being so quiet?" Demetrius asked me.
I laughed. "Just a little tired," I said. I realized that I was going to have to figure out how to contain my sexual energy without keeping all of my other energy subdued. But the truth was that I actually was tired. Focusing on keeping my energy in check was a strain.
After I finished eating, I took my cafeteria tray up to the dishwashing window, and then I made a point of walking by the table where Seth and Kirpal and a couple of the other swim guys were eating.
"Thompson!" Kirpal shouted as I came up. "How's it hanging?" He was putting on his usual avuncular attitude, but I could see in his face that he was trying to read me and make sure that everything was okay after what had happened the day before.
"I'm great!" I said.
"Hey, Thompson," Seth said, a little sheepishly.
"Hey Schmidt," I said and smiled at him to try to show that everything was cool between us.
One of the other guys slapped me on the back in that way that straight guys do.
"That was quite a day you had on Saturday!" he said.
"Thanks," I said. They got up to leave, and I headed out as well. No one seemed to react to me strangely. Things seemed to be back to normal. Or rather, through some effort, I was able to make things normal.
Things seemed normal at swim practice after school as well. I worked on keeping up my walls, which was hard when I was trying to focus on my stroke in the pool but easier when I got out. When I went into the shower, no one seemed to notice me beyond usual. As I came out of the shower and was drying off, Chung walked by and gave me the eye, as he usually did and nodded toward the towel room. He went in, and a few moments later I followed.
I stepped inside, shut the door behind me, and locked it. Chung was leaning against the metal folding table, wrapped only in a towel. I stepped up to him, and he pulled me into a kiss. I was interested that even with my walls up, there seemed to still be the regular attraction with someone like Chung. As we kissed, I intentionally lowered the walls I had put up, and I felt sexual energy radiate out of me. Chung moaned, and I felt his cock, which was already hard, twitch as he pressed against me.
"Shit, Thompson, you get me so fucking horny."
Both our towels fell to the ground, as our hands explored one another's bodies.
"I need to fuck you, Thompson," he grunted.
He flipped me around and tossed me onto the table on my back. Although he was small, his tight diver's body made him very strong. He pulled me forward, so that my ass was hanging over the edge of the table. He spit onto his cock and rubbed the spit up and down the shaft with his hand. I was now sending him all the sexual energy I could, and I could tell that it was driving him crazy. He rushed to stick his cock in me, and as soon as he did, he blasted out a load.
"Oh FUCK!" he shouted. "Damn, Thompson! Shit!" He seemed surprised by how quickly he came, having barely gotten his cock an inch inside me. "Sorry, about that."
"Keep going," I commanded, so he did.
His cock stayed hard, and now his first load of cum served as lube, so he was able to fuck me easily. He leaned forward and pulled me to him so that we could kiss, and he kept fucking me hard and deep as his tongue explored my mouth. His cock wasn't huge, but it felt great pounding my insides. After keeping my walls up all day, I relaxed into the sex, letting my guard down and letting the sexual energy just flow from me. Chung was more turned on than usual, and before long, he unleashed a second load into my guts, but he didn't stop. He paused for a second, and I could feel his cock twitching inside me, but he stayed hard and started pounding me again.
"You feel so fucking good today Thompson!"
He spread my legs wide and held me up as he jackhammered into my ass, hard and steady. In another five minutes, he tensed and shot his third load in me.
"Shit, Thompson! Your ass is so sweet! I don't know when I've ever shot 3 loads like that!"
He pulled out and let me go, so I landed back onto my feet, leaning against the table. I felt some of his cum running out of my hole.
"Clean me up," I commanded and turned around with my ass out. Without hesitation, Chung got down on his knees and started to lick the line of cum that had run down my leg, then he worked his way up to my hole and stuck his tongue in. I pushed out a little, and he ate every bit of cum that dripped out, then he kept eating out my hole. While he was licking at me, I jerked myself off, until I shot a huge load onto the table and the floor.
"That's enough," I said and turned around. He was still on his knees and licked a drip of cum that was about to fall off my cock.
"I've never eaten my own cum like that before," he said, "But that was hot!"
He got up and wrapped a towel around his waist again. "You're, like, extra sexy today, Thompson. Damn!"
He walked out of the room, shaking his head in disbelief. I stayed in the room, trying to collect myself. After having worked so hard to control my sexual energy all day, I felt like I had been able to direct it at Chung and that it had given me power. When I told him to keep fucking me and to eat my ass, I could feel the command behind my words, and he seemed to obey me. Did my abilities given me the power to command people? Maybe. I'd have to test it more. This was new and something that I realized I had to be careful of. If I wanted people to respect my consent, then I needed to respect the consent of others.
I got my breathing under control, centered myself again, and mentally put up my walls again. I waited for a few moments, concentrating on containing my energy. When I felt like I had everything under control again, I wrapped a towel around myself, left the towel room, and went back into the locker room.
I realized that after fooling around with Chung, I needed to shower again. The locker room and showers had mostly cleared out by this time. Chung was just finishing up his shower and winked at me as he left. Seth was in the shower, along with one of my fellow freshmen, Larry, a light-skinned Black kid with short-cropped hair with a sharp edge all around that indicated he'd just had a haircut. He'd stayed after in the pool to work on one of his strokes with the coach.
With just these two guys in there, I decided to test my capacity to control my sexual energy. I strategically lowered my walls and concentrated on directing my sexual energy at Larry. I saw his cock immediately start to get hard. He was embarrassed and turned away, hoping that we hadn't noticed. Then I directed my energy at Seth, and he got hard as well. He turned to me and smiled.
"Hey Thompson, you want to help me with this?" He asked, pointing at his crotch with his hands.
"Sure," I said. I came over to him and got on my knees and started to suck him.
Larry looked on with wide eyes, like a deer caught in the headlights. His dick was still sticking straight out in front of him. It was long and thick and slightly darker than his body.
"Do you mind?" Seth casually asked him.
I took my mouth off of Seth's cock long enough to speak to Larry. "Come join us," I said, but I was careful not to say it with the kind of force that I'd just used with Chung. Larry nodded his head slowly and stepped over next to Seth. I moved my mouth onto Larry's cock, while I used my hand to stroke Seth's. Seth reached down and started to feel my hole as I worked my mouth up and down Larry's length.
"Let me fuck you," Seth said. Keeping my mouth on Larry's cock, I lifted my ass up, and Seth stepped around and positioned his cock behind. My hole was loose after the session with Chung, so Seth pushed easily in, which made me grunt and swallow Larry's cock all the way. Slowly coming out of his daze, Larry placed his hands on my head and started to move his hips to pump his cock into my mouth and throat. Seth started to pound into me hard, driving Larry's cock further down my throat with each thrust. As the two spit-roasted me, I let my walls all the way down and flooded them with my sexual energy, and both of them suddenly exploded in me at the same time. I felt the energy from both of them course through my body. Then I immediately took a breath and worked to put my walls back up.
"Shit, Thompson! What was that?" Seth cried as he came down. He pulled his cock out of my ass, and Larry pulled his from my mouth.
As Larry's cum gave me a connection to his mind, I saw that he was shocked by what had happened but elated. He had worked hard to suppress his lust for other boys, but he loved what we had done, even if it scared him a little. He'd never done anything with anyone before, even though he jerked off dreaming about fooling around with other guys.
"You okay, Jackson?" Seth asked him. (Larry's last name was Jackson).
"Yeah," he said and then smiled shyly. "Yeah I'm good. That was fun!" Reassured that he was okay, I shut the door into Larry's mind.
We all finished up our showers and headed out to the locker room to get dressed. I was feeling more and more comfortable turning my powers on and off. It was feeling to me like opening and closing a door or window, letting air out or keeping it in.
Seth walked out with me.
"Thanks, Alex. That was fun," he said.
He stopped and grabbed my arm. "Yesterday, that was weird. I'm not sure what happened," he said.
"It's okay," I told him.
"Sorry about it. I mean, I'm always turned on by you, but yesterday it was like something else."
"It's okay," I said again.
"And today, I could feel that same feeling, but it wasn't as intense. It seemed more controlled." He looked me up and down. "You're an amazing fuck ,Thompson!"
I headed home, and as I walked, I suddenly realized that I was exhausted. Keeping myself focused to keep the walls up around myself, along with my schoolwork and swimming, was extremely tiring. When I got home, dinner was ready. I sat down with my folks and ate. They talked about their days, but I didn't speak at all.
"Are you okay, Alex?" my dad asked.
"I'm good," I told him. "Just tired from a hard swim practice."
I asked to be excused and then went upstairs. I tried to study a little, but I was too tired to pay attention to what I was reading. I crawled over to the bed, and before I knew it, I was out cold.
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