Jake Landry
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The Wishing Stone Part 02
🕑 Added 2018-10-06 13:01:00 +0000 UTC My body was currently headed to class. Even though class wouldn’t start for another hour it wouldn’t stop moving in that direction. Allen had wished me going to class so I was currently on my way. I was just happy my body took the time to stop at the crosswalks and look both ways before crossing the street. But as I was going I couldn’t help but notice Officer Carson giving some people some directions.Honestly it seemed like so many people ‘got lost’ on campus and needed to ask the security personnel for help. I don’t know why I hadn't realized it before but it was a really nice wish of Allen to make Officer Carson so big. He must have felt so out of place around all the other security guards. They were all so much bigger and stronger than him that I could only imagine him feeling like he couldn't fit in with them at all. Plus his uniform looked so weird on him.
The navy blue sleeveless shirt folded over every lump in his body while his white hair was never groomed. Compared to the other security guards, he clearly didn’t take very good care of himself. But now with his 6’4” tightly muscled body wearing anything but a sleeveless shirt seemed like it should have been a crime. The big gold letters, 'security' ran all the way across his back, stretched by his wide lats. Not to mention his well-groomed chest and shaved armpit hair. That’s still not even mentioning how his tight ass filled his black pants. Those two firm butt cheeks poked out so prominently that it was almost like he wasn’t even wearing anything. The fabric stretch tightly around his quads and calves making almost look uncomfortable to a normal person. But he didn't seem to mind at all.
He looked good. He looked as good as all the other security officers on campus. I saw some of the girls hanging around him. He was flexing for them showing off his huge arms. I don't know how intentional it was, but they sure enjoyed it. They looked like they were fighting to keep their hands off him the entire time.
I tore my eyes away. No reason to look too closely. Besides, my body kept moving anyway. I almost didn’t mind that Allen had this all powerful wishing stone. Just part of me wished he used it on me instead…
As I crossed campus, I started to wonder what else Allen might change. Still nothing seemed to be out of place. All the jocks were busy playing around in the middle of the quad. Jocks vs skins, just like always. ‘Maybe he made them wished for them to stop arguing over who gets to play skins,’ I wondered. The guys didn’t seem to be arguing as much as they usually were. But it could have just been that it was such a nice day out that they didn’t really care. Just being able to rub up against each other was good enough for them. Then I noticed how Jerry and Scott had their jocks on. They were the only two that ever wanted to wear them. With their tiny nubs of cocks they were the only two that really caused any problems without having the jocks on.
My body continued and I passed the library. There were all the normal porno magazines lining the front shelves. Big guys flexing or smaller guys looking up at the camera all innocently. I would have guess he’d wished for it to be completely gay porn but the school still made sure that everyone would be able to get something they like. Porn would be posted prominently just in case the students needed to relax. Sure there was more gay male porn than anything else, but it was the most checked out that. It would have been a waste to do anything else. So I doubted he would have changed something like that.
"Sam!" I heard someone call my name. My body didn't stop. "Sam!" he called again. I looked back seeing Corey leaning out the library door waving something at me. He started chasing me down. "Sam! What the heck... Will you stop?"
"Sorry... Can't stop," I hated how sarcastic it sounded but it was the truth.
Sam just shook his head as he tried to keep up. He was only a couple inches shorter than me but his very thin frame made him look so much smaller. That and his constant desire to only wear shirts that were at least a size too large for him. "Fine. But we still have to work on our project tonight. Ok?"
"Shoot! I completely forgot about that!" I slapped my forehead with my palm. "I can't believe this!"
"What do you mean you forgot??" Corey was having trouble keeping up again. "We planned this on Monday!" He stumbled over a rock. "Will you stop for a second!" he shouted at me. But my body kept moving.
"Sorry can't," I called back. "I'm really sorry!" He stood there with his arms hanging by his sides. He looked so dejected. It's not like I didn't feel bad but I literally couldn't stop moving. Corey stomped his foot in frustration and headed back to the library.
I was closing in on my classroom. I knew the second part of his wish was about to try to take over. It was getting harder to think about something. I tried to focus on whatever it was. I knew there was something I shouldn’t forget but as I entered the door my mind seemed to go blank. “Damn it…” I cursed. I knew there was something I was forgetting about but I couldn’t remember what it was. Something that Allen had told me this morning but I was too off in my own little world to care. “Whatever… If it’s important he’ll tell me again.”
There wasn’t a reason to focus on it too much. Allen wasn’t the kind of guy who’d let you forget something you needed to know. I just pulled out my phone unsure why I would have arrived over 45 minutes early to class. No one was going to be here and I didn’t have anything to work on. I just scrolled through different bodybuilding articles and healthy eating choices. It at least kept my mind occupied enough to keep me awake.
However I was a bit surprised when I heard someone running down the halls. He sounded big. I only had a bit of an idea of who it could have been. “Hey…” Lance said as he peered in the door. His 6’5” frame filled the entire door as he stood in it. He was a little out of breath as he looked down at me.
“Hey?” I asked.
He spin the chair right next to me around and cool guy sat down. Somehow putting all his weight on the back of the chair didn’t make it fall out from under him. I didn’t know how it worked but he seemed pretty coordinated. “Hey,” he said again. “How’s it going?”
“Good?” I didn’t know how to make it not sound like a question. Lance wasn’t exactly known for playing nice. “What’s up?”
“Not much. Just this and that,” his eyes wondered around the room as he tried to avoid what he wanted to say. “Hey… You know you’re roommate?” I just nodded as a sarcastic ‘yeah’ felt like overkill. “What’s he like? Or you know… What’s he like in a boyfriend?”
“Err… I wouldn’t know… Someone bigger than him? I think he really likes big guys… But I don’t really know. Never asked him,” I said.
Lance’s eyes lit up at the thought. He was a big guy. He knew it. The whole damn school knew it. “Really?!” he composed himself again. “Oh. I mean really? Do you think I could have his number?” His leg was starting to tap faster the longer I waited to answer.
“Err… Maybe? Let me ask…” I pulled out my phone and started texting Allen. Lance waited impatiently. ‘Yo. Lance is wanting your phone number. Want me to give it to him? He's acting a little weird about it...’
It barely took a second and I could see those three dots already spinning. ‘Yeah lol’
“Err… He said yeah,” I’d never been so nervous around Lance before. His big body pulled me into a hug and lifted me off the ground. There was no stopping the big guy. He had complete control over me as I was shaken around in the air.
“Sorry…” he realized what he was doing and put me back down to the ground. “Just a bit excited…”
“Uh-huh…” I muttered typing Allen’s number into his phone. “Anyway here you go…”
He picked up his phone and instantly started texting. His eyes lit up each time there was a new message. A broad smile crossed his face as he read it. But then his entire body froze. It was like his mind was trying to process what he was looking at. Slowly his legs started to separate. I could see a bulge growing in his shorts. It raised up, pressing hard against the fabric.
“Are you…?”
Before I finished my question, Lance’s hips thrust off the chair. Not just once or twice but several times. It was almost like he was getting fucked by the chair. His hips just kept bouncing up and down as cum filled his shorts. The large wads coated his shorts. I could smell it shifting through them and filling the room. His mind finally came to. “Holy… He was so right. Damn!” Lance looked down between his legs realizing something had happened. It looked like it was the best experience of his life.
He was still in a bit of a haze but he stood up and headed for the door. I could see more dripping down the side of his leg onto the carpet. He turned around. “Thanks man! I gotta go find Allen!” he left the room leaving me with the cum smell.
'Dude! what did you send him!?' I texted Allen.
'Just a dick pick =D'
'No way man. That wasn't just a dick pic... He just about flooded the classroom.'
'Hehe XD I bet. He's got some big balls.' I rolled my eyes at the text. It's not like I wanted to think about Lance's balls. My phone vibrated again. 'Wanna see? I can make any guy cum at any time after they see my dick~~'
I could hear the raise in his voice as though he'd just said it to me in person. This wasn't the first time he'd bragged about that dick and I bet it wouldn't be the last. 'Nah I'm good.' I texted back.
'You're no fun XD' I just rolled my eyes again. The smell of Lance was really starting to fill the room. There was even a trail leading to the door from the seat right next to mine. However a trail going out also could look like a trail coming in.
“No way I’m staying in here,” I muttered walking out of the room. Looking out the window I could see Allen holding some new shorts for Lance. The big guy definitely needed them. Allen then found himself underneath Lance’s broad arms and they started walking around. I could have sworn Allen looked up at me but there was no way he’d known I’d been here. I was still at least a half hour early. I needed to find something to do. There was no way I was going to be caught in that room before anyone else.
