Chapter 2: Nathan
Sex is and will always be a pretty big part of my day but it wasn’t always like that. Before my powers kicked in I was only having sex with people I met online. I was still in the closet during my senior year of high school but then my mother walked in on me jacking off to some porn star getting plowed on all fours. I wasn’t sure what I was more embarrassed about back then: my mother seeing my dick or the porn. I can tell you now that it is definitely my dick because she has made various comments about my manhood and takes pride in my being her son.
I first came out to Jess, more as a demand for her to accept me than actually opening up to her. I wrote a one page essay to which she responded that I needed to relax and that she loved me no matter what. The rest of the school found out with time. I didn’t hide it from anyone but I was never a fan of people knowing my business. Jess was a cool kid and so, by default, I was too. Every straight guy befriended me to get to her and failed miserably every time.
I partied with most of my friends and drank far too much for a high school student before turning eighteen. Everything changed after the PE incident when my powers kicked in.
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The school clinic was pretty small. There were two massage-style tables to the left covered by a thin paper film and a desk with a nurse that was older than Egyptian writing. Behind her were shelves lined with all sorts of first-aid kits and various materials that were likely never used. The only time people went to the school clinic was to feign feeling sick so they could go home early.
Ms. Merryweather stood up and looked up at me looked at me through her thick glasses like I was her grandchild and had done something bad. She was wearing a white coat that almost touched the floor. At five feet, she was one of the shortest people I had ever met.
“What happened to you?” She asked disapprovingly.
I wished Jess was there but she dropped me off and left to change for her next class after promising we would talk about everything later.
“Um. I…um…fell while running in PE class.” I said and scratched my head.
“You young people can never stay on your feet! Go sit over there!” She said and pointed at the first table.
I had turned and was making my way as instructed when I heard the door open. At first I thought it was Jess coming back to my rescue but something told me otherwise. Ms. Merryweather shrieked in surprise and I turned to see Coach standing there, still in his shorts, with blood dripping from his knees.
“What happened to you?” Ms. Merryweather exclaimed, her voice getting higher each time.
I climbed onto the table and kept my gaze down, too embarrassed to look at him.
“I…um…I fell while running. I’m fine. I’ll come back later!” He said. I heard him turn to open the door before Ms. Merryweather spoke again.
“Now you stop right there Nathan and sit yourself right next to this young man. Seems like you both managed to lose your footing on the same day!” She said and pointed at the table right next to mine.
“Um. Um. Um. You young people need to stop it with that word. Really! Shakespeare is turning! Turning!” She said, almost at the point of yelling.
Coach White looked in my direction and our eyes locked for a second before he looked away.
“I’m fine! Really, Betty, it’s not big deal.” He said.
Nathan White. I thought to myself.
“If you don’t sit your behind on that table, I will call your wife and tell her myself!” Ms. Merryweather exclaimed.
My eyes widened and I couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked back at me, looked down, and slowly made his way to the table on the right.
We both avoided making eye contact with each other while Ms. Merryweather cleaned our wounds and thanked the heavens that our injuries weren’t worse. She was almost done with my last wound when she asked if either one of us had hit our heads.
“Yes.” Both Coach and I said at the same time and Ms. Merryweather muttered something under her breath that I didn't hear.
I couldn’t help but feel weird sitting next to Coach and I could only imagine how he felt. Every part of me wanted to get up and run away but I wasn’t sure that would make anything better.
“You both stay here then. I’m going to get my materials to do a thorough exam and make sure neither one of you had a concussion! Don’t either one of you move! I should be back within half an hour. Patricia asked me to come to her office so I’ll do that first!” She said then faced coach and pointed a fist at him. “I will personally smack you if you leave this room, Nathan White!”
I laughed under my breath, unable to help it but stopped after she turned to leave. The door hadn't finished closing before I heard him speak.
“I can’t explain it, Nate. I’m so sorry. I…”
I turned to look at him, surprised that he had even spoken and my heart dropped when I saw he was crying.
“I’m going to lose my job over this. I don’t even know what…I was just running.” He said as he tried to wipe away the tears in his eyes.
“It’s okay coach.” Was the best I could muster.
“It’s not okay, Nate!” He yelled, startling me.
“I’m sorry! God! I’m sorry!” He said and buried his face in his hands.
I looked down at my knees, not knowing what to say or how to make him stop crying. I felt bad for him but also confused with what had happened. My brain couldn’t make sense of it.
“I don’t know what happened either.” I said.
“Well I tackled you, that’s what happened! And with a…” He stopped himself before saying boner.
“It was as if I couldn’t think of anything else but to catch you.” He said after a few seconds. I looked at him and noticed he was now staring at me with inquisitive eyes. I wanted to tell him it was okay but then I heard it.
As if I wanted to fuck you!
“What?” I asked, my eyes wide with surprise.
“Huh?” He replied.
“What you just said!”
“That I wanted to catch you?” He asked.
“No! You…you wanted to…fu…” I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I tried again but the image of his dick flashed back into my mind and something in me snapped. My groin was on fire again and this time the feeling crept up my body faster than the last.
“Nate?”
I looked at Coach.
“Your eyes.” He said shockingly.
“Your dick.” I replied not believing that had left my mouth.
I couldn't explain it but I could feel his whole being and could see into him as if he were made of glass. I felt a connection and knew in my mind that I could tug at it but had no clue what it was.
I looked down at his shorts and I remembered the way his hips felt against mine. The fire in me grew and started to make its way down my cock. My balls shriveled as if someone had tickled them and I moaned into the ceiling as my dick was pumped with blood.
I could sense his desire but it was as if he was holding back. There was a part of him that was locked away behind some walls and I couldn't reach it. It was driving me mad and making me hotter by the second. I could feel those walls and could caress them with my mind but nothing I did would get me past them. I felt myself push at the walls and then felt him push back but my dick throbbed at the thought of him growling at me and the moan I let out brought them down, one by one.
“Fuck!” I heard him scream.
The images flowed into me, invading every bit of my mind and doing away every bit of control I thought I had. I could see him fucking his wife and tracing her pussy with his tongue as my dick kept throbbing harder and harder. I saw a flash of him playing with a fleshlight in the bathroom, stroking every inch of his cock. I saw him trying to take a picture of it with his phone and saw him send it to a Nick with the caption “nine inches. thick” written below as he thought of fucking his ass. I saw Nick bent over as Coach licked his asshole, growling each time he came up for ear. It felt as if I owned every memory, every feeling and every desire he ever had.
“Nate.” He groaned.
I looked into his eyes and then looked down to see his dick poking out of his shorts again. All nine glorious inches of his beautiful cut dick. I moaned again when the heat in my groins made my asshole contract. I wanted him and I somehow knew I didn't have to ask.
I stood up, unable to stop myself and made my way to him.
“Nate. My…wi...” He started to say but I pushed away the though.
“Mine.” I said aloud and looked right in his eyes before pushing his shorts back to expose the rest of him. I felt him try to fight it one more time but then he surrendered what little restraint was left. He slowly laid back and propped himself up on his elbows to look at me.
The sight of him drove me crazy. My body felt every single inch of him before I grabbed him with my hand. It was as if I knew exactly what he wanted and how he wanted it done. I leaned into him and spit right into his cock before kissing it once. His head flew black and his ponytail came undone. The view and the feeling of him enjoying himself made me want to satisfy every fantasy he had.
He looked back at me with an imploring gaze and I slowly slid my mouth down his shaft, inch by inch until his cock made my throat tickle. I knew what he’d do next because I could feel his need for it and no part of me wanted him to stop. I let him grab my hair and shove his dick down my throat. I choked up once and he let me catch my breath but then told me to open my mouth and lowered my head onto his cock before I could even think twice.
He was throbbing in my mouth as I struggled to try to take all of him. My gagging and his need to cum sent ripples of heat through me. I could tell he wanted me to swallow every drop of him but his body was resisting the orgasm. He doubted whether or not it was okay to cum so soon. I don't know how but I knew then that I could release that restraint and make him cum without even touching him.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth and looked at him with a smile on my face.
“Please.” He whispered.
I held him with one hand and did exactly what his heart desired. I licked from his ass to his balls and kept going up until I reached the shaft. I broke away that restraint and he moaned and growled as his muscles contracted and cum oozed out of cock. I licked the rest of his cock and then put all of him my mouth and swallowed every bit of cum.
I felt my own dick yearning for release as he was still in my mouth. I undid my restraints as well and filled my underwear with cum as I moaned and cleaned ever inch of Nathan's dick.
