This story was made by @turningalpha and consisted of two parts. I added two more extra part along the way and eventually able to finish it with a possibility of continuation. My parts started after the "keep reading" sign
Things had turned really sour in our neighborhood. Duncan, a close friend of my brother, had been mercilessly trashed by a gang of thugs on his way to school. The underdeveloped teenager didn’t stand a chance against the violent and possible steroid-popping twenty-something-year-olds and had to be hospitalized for his injuries.
Now the rest of Duncan’s friends, all of whom were also puny weaklings, were expressly forbidden to travel without adult supervision. I was assigned the job of supervising them during the school walk.
The trial run was this morning.
Firstly, there was my brother - easy to pick up as we lived in the same house. Bryan was his name and he was a decent little kid, though he was very impressionable and easily fell for tall tales and silly gimmicks. I had a tendency to call him “kid” and “squirt” but the age gap between us was really small. He was just a late bloomer and I was all for gloating at him about our huge height and weight differences until the time will come when he will finally catch up with me. I wouldn’t be a respectable big brother if I didn’t.
Then there were Michael and Sebastian, the computer geeks. They lived next door to each other and were pretty much inseparable. They spent most of theirs evenings glaring through their owlish glasses at flickering computer screens in darkened bedrooms. Their pasty faces always looked startled and completely out-of-place while outdoors in the sunshine. Their houses were several blocks away from our house, giving me and my brother a nice and leisurely walk by ourselves.
When we finally picked up the computer geeks, they immediately took out their 3DS consoles, put on their earphones and walked beside us emotionlessly with their eyes transfixed to their little screens. I shook my head in disbelief. I have no idea how Bryan or Duncan could ever have a decent conversation with the pair without them getting distracted by a passing LCD screen.
Finally, we had to pick up Jeff.
I groaned inwardly.
It wasn’t that the walk to Jeff’s was really long or particularly dangerous. I just found Jeff to be a really exasperating kid.
Jeff was the traditional mischief-maker of the group, always making overblown plans that would backfire on himself and always dragging the rest of the gang into his messes. Like the others, he was pint-sized and had the physique of a scarecrow. In the past few months however his hormones had really gone into overdrive, gifting him with some really disgusting acne and a raging libido but, sadly, no noticeable improvements to his boyish physique.
He was now spending most of his time talking about internet porn, making crude dirty jokes and leering at girls. It wouldn’t surprise me if he was spending all his evenings masturbating in his bedroom. The little shit was destined to remain a virgin. It was really going to be painful babysitting the potential sexual deviant for the next few days.
I spotted Jeff waiting by the corner store. I sighed with relief. At 6 foot 2 and with 230 pounds of rock-hard powerful muscle, Jeff would see to it that any trouble heading our way would become instant mincemeat.
The young muscle stud was leaning against the brick wall, doing his best “hard man” glare and scowling menacingly at passersby. He was unashamedly wearing a tight-fitted sleeveless top with some obnoxious fake rips and holes torn into it. On anyone else, the top would look completely stupid but Jeff somehow managed to make it look masculine and sexy. Knowing Jeff, he had picked up some phone numbers from some choice hot women while he was putting on his don’t-mess-with-me routine this morning.
I couldn’t help growing hard at the sight of him. Sue me, the man was the definition of hotness - his brawny arms were flaunted like prized trophies, while his classically handsome face was further intensified by a manly stubbled jaw. Who wouldn’t cum in their pants just looking at him?
Unfortunately for me, he was as straight as you could possibly get and he had obviously no problem attracting girls. Still, there was nothing to prevent me from enjoying the view this morning.
Bryan and the boys were completely shocked at the sight of Jeff, their eyes popped right out of their heads. Incredibly, the computer geeks were rapidly packing up their prized handhelds and were whispering excitingly at each other.
Their reactions puzzled me, did they think he had suddenly grown a second head or something? Jeff frantically sent them the universal hand gestures for shut-up-and-I’ll-explain-later and the boys suddenly acted as if everything was normal.
I pretended not to notice. Still I couldn’t help wondering what the little gang were up to. Was another of Jeff’s half-assed schemes being put into operation without me knowing?
Needless to say with Jeff accompanying us, I was now completely relaxed. I wouldn’t consider myself anywhere close to being a jock, so having the school’s star wrestler hanging around the boys every day was a huge boon.
Not that I couldn’t overlook his faults. The arrogant jock was flexing his impressive muscles at the boys every few seconds. During some of his he-man poses, he couldn’t help snapping out of his cool and confident persona and giggle like a dorky kid who had only just discovered he had muscles. I rolled my eyes at his antics.
Although he was a few years older that the boys, he was just as childish and nerdy as they were. It’s no wonder he had become real close friends with them. The only difference separating Jeff from the rest of the group was that while the others played Dungeons & Dragons during the evenings, he was sure to be pounding some hot chick hard in the ass with an over-sized cock and a winsome smile.
I know that because he had no trouble boasting about such conquests during our walk to school.
It wouldn’t surprise me if he never had to masturbate, there seemed to be always some hot girl on his speed-dial ready to fuck him at a moment’s notice.
I had originally thought of him as being a bad influence to my brother. But maybe with recent events, the jock will encourage the boys to take up some exercise and learn to defend themselves. They did seem to be oddly preoccupied with his flexing sessions throughout the morning walk. Almost as if they had never seen Jeff’s huge muscles before, so who knows? Maybe they’ll be clamoring to join the gym in the evening?
By the time we arrived at the school gates, the bell rang.
“Well, Squirt," I said as I ruffled Bryan’s overgrown hair. "I’ll see ya later.”
I couldn’t help noticing a mischievous grin creep onto Jeff’s handsome face as I left the underdeveloped nerds in his care. Maybe he was about to tell them another obnoxious sex joke? I sighed with exasperation.
As I suspected, the boys did try to arrange to meet up with Jeff after school but Bryan had promised Mom to help me clean out the garage and couldn’t attend. I couldn’t help breathing a sigh of relief - I suspected that the boys were up to some to mischief but I had no idea what.
I tried to imagine Jeff hanging around with Sebastian and Michael for the evening. I couldn’t imagine what the meathead jock and those tiny introverted computer geeks could do together - did they really have anything in common?
Bryan was sulking all evening. It was obvious that he was really pissed off being stuck at home. Believe me, spending the whole evening cleaning out the garage with a petulant teenager was complete torture.
The next morning Jeff took over the morning run as he had the lend of his Dad’s car.
Bryan was still acting like a moaning git in the morning. It took him forever to get dressed and he kept playing with his food during breakfast. I tried to lighten the mood by chatting about video games and geeky movies but I couldn’t get a decent conversation out of him.
Breakfast got interrupted by the obnoxious blaring of a car horn. Jeff had arrived and subtle entrances were not his thing.
Bryan rushed out the door, finally free of his prison. I futilely attempted to shovel down the rest of my cereal and gather my belongings.
By the time I reached the driveway, Bryan had already called shotgun. He sat next to Jeff, his small and delicate body completely dwarfed by his super jock friend. Bryan was trying his best to act casual but I could tell that he was shaking with excitement. What the hell was up with him? One minute he was moping around like Eeyore, the next he was like Tigger on a massive sugar rush!
Behind him sat Sebastian and Michael, acting like the overly loud, overly confident and overly muscled studs that they were. They were grinning at me, their chiseled Hollywood faces set upon godly physiques. Their clothing were minimal, sleeveless vests and sweatshirts designed to show-off their mouth-watering brawn.
Oh fuck! I just realized that these two musclegods were really taking up a lot of space in the cramped car - I was going to have squeeze myself right up against Sebastian. There was no fucking way I could do that without sporting a huge erection!
I calmed myself down and got into the car, vainly trying to tuck my limbs in so that I could reduce myself further. It was no use, I could feel myself rubbing against every hard ridge of Sebastian’s perfect arms and legs. I carefully positioned my schoolbag to cover my lap, trying to act inconspicuous.
I tried to ignore my jock companions, instead focusing on the view outside my window and trying to clear my head and keep my rising cock at bay.
I heard the two jocks whisper to each other. They were always doing that. Whispering to themselves instead of talking to other people - for a pair of popular jocks, they could be really antisocial at times. It doesn’t seem to stop them from getting dates from hot girls though.
Suddenly Sebastian yanked off the schoolbag from my lap.
The most obvious bulge in the universe stood out hard against my right leg. I felt completely exposed as both jocks took in the sight of my bulge and then flashed me a pair of predatory grins.
“I knew the little fucker was trying to hide something!” crowed Sebastian. “Couldn’t help yourself, could ya? Having to squeeze yourself beside a hot muscle stud like me really fucking turns you on.”
He casually rested a meaty forearm across my waist, allowing his manly hand to lie limply against my crotch. I turned my head to look at Sebastian. His cocky smirk dared me to do something about it.
I tried to ignore his teasing but the sight of his herculean limb draped languidly on my mere mortal form was making me horny. My cock gave a little twitch and his grin broadened.
“Hey, Bryan, you’ve got yourself a queer for a brother!” announced Sebastian. “You should get him to suck your cock when you’re bored masturbating at home!”
I could see my brother’s ears turn red with embarrassment. Jeff just laughed.
Oh, God! This wasn’t the way I envisioned coming out of the closet. Not with Bryan around too! I could feel my heart pounding like crazy. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and try to drown out the sounds around me.
A strong hug from Sebastian interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at him, his normally arrogant face replaced with a look of real concern.
“Sorry about that. Look, there’s nothing to worry about, Carl,” said Sebastian gently. “I’m only teasing you. I honestly didn’t mean to hurt you. Seriously, you’re still with friends here. We really don’t care if you’re straight or gay. And I don’t mind if you have a hard-on for me.”
“Besides,” he explained, as a wicked smile lit up his face. “You’ve seen Michael and I hang around with each other every single day for years. Did you really think that two hot fucking studs like us have never once experimented? We really do everything together.”
Then he and Michael kissed each other slowly and passionately.
My cock was really hard now.
Sebastian gave a little laugh as he felt my cock grow. He stopped kissing his partner, gave me another encouraging hug and began to undo my pants.
I could see Jeff rolling his eyes at Sebastian through the rearview mirror.
"Fucking queers,” he mockingly complained. He couldn’t help sending a cheeky grin at me. “You better not spill faggot spunk in my car.”
“Oh fuck off, Mr. Straight-and-macho” retorted Michael. “Your car already stinks of your jock spunk.”
“Besides,” whispered Sebastian into your ear. “We’re not queers. We love the pussy too. Especially when we get to share it between us. There’s nothing like seeing a hot chick getting impaled on two porno-sized cocks, especially when one those cocks is mine.”
“Well perhaps a virgin boy getting impaled on two huge cocks,” he amended. “You’re still a virgin, right, Carl?”
He enclosed my six incher with a masculine fist and slowly and assuredly massaged my cock. It was clear that he had plenty of practice jerking off other people’s dicks. He was good.
I really wasn’t expecting that my first sexual experience with another boy would involve the perfect erotic handjob from a way out of my league muscle stud. I wasn’t able to last one minute and Sebastian’s beefy fingers were soon covered with my cum.
Sebastian raised his gooey fingers to his mouth, tantalizingly sucking them off one-by-one. He then grasped the back of my head with a strong hand and forced my mouth on to his. He growled as he kissed me hungrily, his cum-coated tongue squirming it’s way into my mouth and aggressively wrestling my own to submission.
Time seemed to halt.
“I hope that makes up for things,” Sebastian said when he finally broke the kiss. “Sorry I was a complete dickhead earlier. Let me know if you ever want to get hooked up with someone. I know plenty of guys who would find you cute.”
It suddenly dawned on me that Bryan had observed the impromptu porn scene with slack-jawed astonishment. He immediately whipped his head forward with embarrassment when I had spotted him.
I groaned inwardly to myself. Shit, this was still not the best way to come out of the closet to your little brother!
Jeff laughed from the driver’s seat. He grinned mischievously to Bryan.
“Don’t worry Bryan. Soon you’ll be all grown up and fucking like a man too.” he said, like a father doling out some really twisted facts of life to his impressionable son.
I jumped a little when I finally heard Bryan speak.
“Carl?” he asked timidly. “Can I spend some time at Jeff’s house after school?”
What could I say? Jeff was a complete douche and I didn’t like him influencing my brother. But Bryan was obviously shocked at my actions this morning and I needed to tread lightly with him. Maybe it would be good for both of us if we spend some time apart this evening. Besides Jeff didn’t seem to mind me being gay, maybe he wasn’t as big of a jerk as I thought.
“Sure, squirt,” I said, trying to sound confident.
I did my best to ignore the wink Jeff slyly sent to Bryan.
What’s the worst that could happen?
Kyle and Fritz are hanging around the quiet side of the riverbank looking all imposing like the thug they are.
That nerd from three weeks ago turned to be quite a huge jackpot as he held some fat stack of cash in his wallet. But the dweeb was stubborn as fuck, they have to resort to violence in order to extort the money from his grasp. After they took turn in hurling the nerd until he passed out with soon-to-be bruised face, they quickly ran from the scene and laid low for a while. But, with the week passed already, it seems like the dweeb keep his mouth shut or acted dumb and said not a single word about his assailants. That’s probably the only explainable reason why police haven’t been up in their ass all week long to put them behind bars. Guess their threat to swing by the nerd’s house and take things to an even worse scale work and terrified that pimple-faced brunette nerd. And now, with the cash from the nerd running low, it’s time to search for brand new target.
But, despite their patience, they don’t find the appropriate target for the day. Checking on his wallet, Kyle found that there’s still a couple hundreds dollar left.
“Let’s stop for now, it’s not like we urgently need cash,” said Kyle as he put on his tight black t-shirt
“Well, if you say so,” said Fritz casually as he hopped from the fence where they sat for the past 3 hours and then continued to walk
The sun already set even before they reach their flat. The night is weirdly very chilly, it’s like as if this is not in the cusp of summer already.
“We should’ve brought thicker clothes,” complained Fritz while he hugged his body to radiate some warmth
“Since when are you a pussy, bro? Calm down, it’s not like it’s freezing,” said Kyle, a slight shiver run across his body but he dismissed it and proceed to keep walking.
They started to jog from there on and in under 10 minutes, they finally arrive at their flat building. They proceed to climb 5 flight of stairs before eventually reach the front door of their flat. Weirdly, it’s unlocked already
“Yo, you forget to lock the door?” snapped Kyle to Fritz
“What? No. I literally locked it, twice! What the---” Fritz said slightly high-pitched because he’s pissed off, but Kyle already cut him mid-sentence
“Psstt......there’s at least one person that broke into our flat,” whispered Kyle as he gently pushed the door and entered their flat, Fritz followed right behind him anxiously
They tiptoed their way in as they take slow and almost noiseless steps. There’s some noise from the living room and the design of their flat with this angled and narrow hallway manage to at least hide them from whoever that broke into their flat but at the same time failed to give them any clear sight of the trespasser. They literally need to peek from the entry of the living room to see the trespasser and that’s risky. What if they are armed?
“Boys, are you there? Come here!” said this very deep booming voice from the living room
Wait? Did their trespasser literally addressed them? No....that can’t be real, and there’s literally no one calling them boys, ever. But isn’t that too coincidental that this person addressed the people that he called in plural as if he knows that Kyle and Fritz just came in? Boys. Their doubt eventually shattered as the booming voice speaks again,
“Kyle. Fritz. Stop being a pussy and show your face to me!”
JESUS CHRIST. That can’t be good. The two thugs, rather than pissed off for being ordered around or just run outside, somehow just quickly make their way to face the trespasser. In front of the TV, sitting in a couch, is a dark-haired muscular stud with an intense look on his face and a massive lateral and shoulder muscles that’s easy to spot because he’s not wearing any shirts to cover his upper body.
The trespasser smirked
“Still trying to avoid me, boys? I told you I would swing by your house if you failed to pay me back,”
The two thugs left confused. Pay who back? Like.....who is this person even? Kyle try to talk back to the huge stranger
“W---what the fuck are you talking about? We---we have a--a gun, you dumb fuck, we can sh---shoot you dead!” that came out like a wuss with all the stuttering, and Kyle knew it from the first word. Why is he so terrified with this guy and why the heck his hand and legs trembled?
The muscular guy chuckled and then quickly shifted his expression to serious. He seems to be excited
“Well, I’m talking about 3 weeks ago when you two dumb fucks thought that it was a smart idea to steal my money. 2000 dollar of it. Ring any bells, you ungrateful son of bitches?”
Their confused look turned into fear in just a matter of seconds. Their legs almost giving up and ready to kneel and beg for forgiveness
Fritz is the one to get on his knees first
“Master Duncan, please, we’re very sorry! We didn’t mean to do that, we.....we didn’t think through when we did that. Please don’t call your friends on us, Master,”
“After everything I did for you two, and that’s how you paid your superior back? And let me guess, after 3 weeks and you still failed to get any money to return mine, am I correct?”
Kyle looked at Fritz with slight shock. Why the fuck Fritz is such a wuss nowadays? He might not be the biggest guys weighing only 150 lbs or something, but he’s no scaredy cat like this. Yes he’s also terrified with Master Duncan, but isn’t it the only way to get his attention when there’s literally more than a dozen dudes working hard for him and trying to get his attention?
“You are not sorry, Kyle?” asked Duncan as he raised his eyebrow
“..........N----no.....I’m not. We deserve that money. You haven’t paid us any attention despite our tributes to you, so I’m just taking back what’s mine, and what’s his,” said Kyle, slightly nervous in his effort to stand up for himself.
“That’s the problem, Kyle. What you think is yours, it’s mine. When you pledge to become my sub, you authorize me to control everything, and that includes that 2000 dollar that belongs to my wallet,”
Duncan then decided to stand up from the couch, showing how tall is 6′6″ compared to Kyle’s 5′7″ frame and Fritz who is currently still kneeling and sobbing on the floor.
Kyle takes a step back as Duncan looks down at him imposingly,
“Well Kyle, if you want my attention, I’m here now. So, you wanna be like Fritz and start worshipping or you still want to insist that you own the money? Remember though, this ain’t gonna be free and I’m going to still ask that 2 grand,”
Kyle flushed and looked down to the floor in embarassment. How stupid is he to not understand yet his role as Master Duncan’s sub. And as Master Duncan speaks, Fritz is already kissing and licking Duncan’s feet while saying sorry countlessly, and that causes a stir in his crotch as his 3 inches dick gets hard
Kyle quickly kneel and starts kissing Duncan’s obscenely bulgy crotch. Duncan then grabs Kyle’s head and rub it up and down, forcing him to taste and inhale his pungent, fresh-from-workout crotch musk that sure can push away any girls but certainly drawn the attention of subs like Kyle and Fritz here. Kyle' head is definitely getting smaller and less rough as he probably regressed back into a 19 or at least early 20 years old delinquent rather than the late 20s violent dude he was. Same goes for Fritz who now rock his shaggy blond hair, the guy’s now looked like he hasn’t passed his emo stage yet. The 6′6″ muscle guy just flashed a handsome smile to the reflection that he sees in the mirror from the room in the opposite side, he cannot wait to inform Jeff and the others about the success of his trip to the thug’s residence. But first, he got massive load to share to his subs
I hear loud music from the street and well, noting the time, it’s definitely Bryan and his friends who just finished with their football training. Jeff's car indeed equipped with the loudest sound system so it's not hard to recognize that they are getting closer. The Four Horsecock of Tyler High. I mean.....that title ain’t wrong tho, and for such a crass naming, I can bet it’s Jeff who came up with that idea and probably talked it to some of his frequent bitches who eventually spread it all over town and the neighboring town too.
The whole pandemic put on a lot of people’s plan on hold, including the 4 boys who all turned 19 earlier this year and still not attending college and preferred to play along in their dominion, enjoying their youth and basically all available holes in town. And at 19, they probably wet a lot more pants than even the smoothest talker or the biggest douchebags ever known. Can’t blame the folks though, even I basically came out because Seb put on this borderline-porn PDA with Michael in that cramped car and basically made my body rubbed to his gorgeous muscle. And of course I can't forget that blowjob and cum-coated kiss he gave me, that's the literal peak of my sexual life, well, the sweet one at least, because after that incident, both Michael and Seb regularly impaled me with their porn-star sized cock. I admit it feels embarassing that the boys that once looked up to me now only see me like I'm their friend horny older brother, but I cannot deny that truth because even Bryan orchestrated some of the fucks I received from Seb and Michael.
"Because you have such a dry sex life bro," he said once to me on why he arranged moments where his two best friends would just came down to our house and fucked the shit out of me whenever they wished with no cares given to who's watching or whatever I was in the middle of. I remember that moment vividly because circled by his huge arms were two of the most gorgeous babes from the college in the neighboring town, his hands gently rubbing their tits as if it's his property to play with
That memory put me in a nostalgic mood. My not so little little brother. Jeff’s trusted confidante. The football star. The best captain that ever graced our town's football team. And the hottest one too, by miles
And to be Jeff’s right hand, of course you gotta keep up with Jeff and boy what an amazing work my brother did to catch up to that star wrestler. Not like it’s hard though, they basically just decided to become an obsessive gymrats in their final year of junior high and upon entering high school, they already toe-to-toe with the biggest seniors. Bryan already outgunned the QB and outrun the running back in his sophomore, Jeff already outweight anyone and basically elected as team captain from his sophomore until graduation, Seb and Michael destroyed all state records in baseball and proven to be a dynamic duo (on and off the court) from the get go with their powerful swings, crazy fast throws and just an overall supreme quality as an athlete. People said it’s some fucked up doping or all the dirty roids, but what I can assure you is those boys are just borderline obsessive to reach a state of aesthetic and that obsession is the key that caused their growth to be such gorgeous fuckbeast in their ripe age of 19. Besides, roids should damage your skin, hair or make your dick smaller and well, how can you say a dick sized around 8.5 inches as small? And that’s Michael’s, the smallest among the 4. And did you see their lush and gorgeous shiny hair? Roids would fuck that up. And no matter how sweaty, how insanely high the libido or testosterone their body produced or how intense their activities are, their skin beat even the girls with the craziest skincare regimen. It's like as if God himself bestowed upon them some superior genetic unmatched by anyone, and they're still 19 and growing.
My nostalgia disturbed by Bryan's sensually suave voice that he loves to show off by singing those low-registered country songs or George Ezra's
“Hey there bro, you cookin’? Good, I’m fucking starving,” Bryan said from the entry, his curly blond hair peeking from the entryway while I’m putting some meat and potatoes in the oven.
Now he's looking excitedly from the countertop while I'm ensuring that everything is all inside the oven
Fuck.....didn’t they just come in? I swear to God this house instantly smelled like some den full of testosterone as soon as they stepped in.
“Yeah. Thank God I cook extra, you didn’t say that the boys wanna come today,” I said while showing a little bit of dejectedness that he didn’t inform me about the visit from the boys today
“Well, that’s part of your prep, bro. After all, didn’t Seb and Michael said that you should be ready for a pounding anytime, anywhere? Don’t tell me you’re not relaxing your hole yet, Seb and Michael are pissed after the current Tyler team almost lose to St. Patrick despite the training we gave them alongside Coach’s training. You know how hard they will fuck you if they’re pissed,”
My hole twitched. Thank God I put on the butt plug as soon as I finished my online class this afternoon. If not, phew......I won’t be able to walk straight until next week. At least with this stuffed in my ass, it will be easier for Michael to slide his dick in, assuming Michael as the starter rather than Seb’s 10.5 inches....
"Bring the food up if you're done, okay? And oh, Duncan's coming, he got some foot fag session or something, but he's coming and he'll be hungry too, so prep some food for him too, kay squirt?"
I hate that nickname, but it's been their way to mostly addressed me because of the fact that I squirt some loads in that coming out day of mine, while at that same car, Bryan was also engaged in some steamy phone call with the hot young widowers, Alexandra Greene. That moment was hella confusing and overly stimulating, listening on how he basically caused her to burst time after time with just his words and how Seb and Michael totally mindfucked me with their erotic kissing and how Seb's hand repeatedly tugging at my dick....oh shit I'm leaking pre, Jesus H. Christ.......thank God Bryan already head back to the living room and didn't see the growing wet stains in my grey sweatpants, gosh I should really wear black instead if I'm leaking this easy.
I can hear the loud footsteps of the boys climbing the stairs and I fucking swear to God that Seb and Michael talked about me under their breath, those giggle and low deep voices, they sure love to speak like some bunch of timid teenagers that sit next to the wall or window murmuring answers to the questions asked by their teachers but never dared to raise their hands. Are they talking about things they want to do to me? Oh stop it Carl, stop being such a stimulated perv and focus on the task ahead!
I've been waiting for 15 minutes standing up in front of the oven and well, it will not be done for a while still so maybe I should just sit down for a while.
As I’m sitting down in the dining table, checking my phone while waiting for the food in the oven, a huge hand suddenly wrapped my mouth and the voice from whoever this person slightly trembled but still inaudible beyond this room
“Please be quiet, please, I’m not going to hurt you,”
I know that voice. I nod gently and then I turn around to see Kayden, the football jock from the same batch with Bryan. He’s been away for a year, at least, and this is the first time I see him back in town
“I need you to listen to me. I know this will sound crazy but I need you to put this in those meals you prep for them. They fuck our minds bro, they tinkered with dark magic and that caused all this change. They aren’t jocks, they are bunch of nerds!”
I’m puzzled. Is he smoking weed or something? His face seem weary too, did he just arrive in town or something? All the way from California?
“I went to this shaman back in winter during my time in Caltech and she said that there’s something that blocked my view of the world and she offered to cast it aside. The moment she finished with her ritual, boom, every single moment I stumbled with your bro and his friends eventually turned crystal clear. Their real form revealed and these muscle studs you see nowadays, it’s just a projection, some kind of avatar when in fact, they are still the same puny nerds that they are. Even the pictures in their IG, I see it for what it is now, not the fake projection their dark magic casted to the whole world,”
Damn......what kind of weed he smoked? He's definitely deep into some kind of sci-fi fantasy bullshit
“Kayden, I’m sorry, have you seen your parents? You seemed a little bit sick.....disillusioned even. Are you high?”
“Shit Carl, I’m not kidding here. Please, just knock themselves out with this and and I’ll show you the truth. I will not hurt them,”
He handed me this tube of sleeping pills and I looked at him. Hmmmm.....I do remember some odd and indescribeable moment I have with the boys (and some good fucking too), but it seemed like distant memory and some of them just something that I falsely remember. But if there’s an ounce of truth here, that magic exist and my brother has been using it to change things in his life, maybe he changed me too? Fuck....maybe I shouldn’t be all obedient and cooking meals for him while our parents went away. Maybe I’m the jock in the family! The timer rings and that broke me from my thoughts and I instantly grab the sleeping pills from Kayden’s hand. I look at him nodding vigorously so I instantly crush all the pills and spread it like some seasonings to the food. This will knock them out and we'll see what's gonna happen next
“Now watch,” said Kayden as he gets out this tub that seemed like a protein powder from the bag he brought earlier.
As he is about to sprinkle the powder all over the sleeping bodies of Bryan and his friends, the bedroom doors creak open and Duncan steps into the room glaring angrily
“Stop whatever you want to do,"