Mental Penetration
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Everyone else had finally gone home. Trey had fallen asleep and Jou had had the great joy of carrying his son to bed for the first time ever. Chandra had gone to bed hours earlier.
Jou's mother and Mother Williamson sat on the couch and talked about children and grandchildren like old friends who hadn't spoken since childhood.
Bakura had banished himself to the balcony; not wanting to rush his wife, but still not comfortable with a son-in-law that was at one time his classmate.
Jou wasn't entirely settled with his mother's marriage to a man literally half her age, but she did seem happy with him and Bakura wasn't all bad - when you got to know him.
Sitting alone in his room, Jou's mind quickly turned to seeing Kaiba. His comments, again, had been cutting. Was that part of the "expected behavior"? Rather than dwell on such questions, Jou joined Bakura outside.
The night was warm and clear. Bakura looked forlorn.
"Something up?" Jou asked.
"Nothing real." Bakura sighed.
"Meaning?"
"You know how there's something that you can't change, but you wish you could?" Bakura shrugged. "There's no point in thinking about it. It's a non-issue. But every so often, something gets to me."
"Like?"
"Like watching you with Trey today." He chuckled. "Even listening to her talk about you as a baby." He sighed. "I wish I could change things, but I can't."
"Change what?"
Bakura smiled ruefully. "You're as close to a son as I'm ever going to get." Jou nearly gagged. Bakura and Mom having kids ... ick! "Don't look like that." Bakura rolled his eyes. "Menopause got to your mother before I did. No little Bakuras running around, getting on your nerves."
"I didn't mean that, really."
"That's what you and Ryou both mean. I don't give a fuck. I love your mother. You and Ryou can both kiss my ass."
"Please don't." Mother said from the balcony doorway. "That would make this situation even weirder and more awkward than it already is."
Jou shrugged. "If you're happy, Mom, then I guess I can get used to this a-hole."
They went to Tokyo and Mt. Fuji and Hiroshima. They went to KaibaLand and Disney. Yugi took them to every major dueling arena in the country. Apparently, your father dueling was not cool, but your father's friend the pro duelist was very cool.
Honda took them on a tour of Jou's old high school. Since classes were in session, 'Ma' Williamson got a chance to see what the students were actually studying.
"We have year-round classes here, with a month off between semesters. It's the same amount of classroom time, but I think retention is better from year to year." Honda smiled. "Of course, I grew up here, so I am a bit biased."
"No, I think you're right." Ma nodded. "I wish I could put this one in a year-round school." She pointed at Chandi. "Think it would kill her to open a book over the summer."
"Send her here." Honda offered. "We have a lot of foreign students. We have a dormitory for English-speaking students and an immersion Japanese program to get them up to speed quickly. I'll show you after we're done here. We have the same program at the elementary school level too."
"Granny, can I go there?" Trey asked as if on cue.
Ma glared at Honda. "What did I tell you about asking me that?"
"Trey, stop bugging your grandmother." Jou said. "You're beginning to bug me."
They toured the grounds and the dorms, the cafeteria and the gym. They talked to a few students and a few teachers. A few of them were old enough to remember Jou.
"Always in trouble, hm?" Ma tsked as they left the school. "I guess you two do have a lot in common."
Jou made a pair of 'Katsuya' tapes for Ken. "We get a lot of requests for them, Boss. Gay guys buy them, but straight girls like them too. I figure one for each market. We'll see if the requests die down after that."
The most popular requests were for him to use a toy and for him in a locker room, so they filmed 'Katsuya at the Gym' and 'Katsuya Goes Shopping'. Shopping was really a marketing tool for all the vibs they carried in the store. The last scene on the tape was ten minutes of Jou on the Katlove 3.0.
The whole time they taped, Jou was miserable. Sex - even masturbation - without Seto just served to remind him how lonely he was. Having Trey in his life was great, but Trey didn't fill the empty space in Jou's heart - although he did ease the pain.
But Seto was more. He was an intellectual foil and a sexual addiction. He was every dream at night, every other thought during the day. He was The One.
Why didn't I take that God Damn phone? Jou tried not to ask himself that, but the question kept re-occurring to him.
Still, they sold out of the new titles the day they were released.
"I can't believe it." Yugi said yet again. "Gay?"
"I don't know why we didn't figure it out ourselves." 'Togi laughed. "My God, all the signs were there!"
"But Kaiba?"
"Maybe he didn't know." Honda commented, looking at Jou. "I didn't know until college. Maybe it took him awhile to sort it out."
"Trey! Go back in your room!" Ma Williamson snapped.
"It's boring in there." The boy complained as he dropped onto Jou's couch and opened a drawing pad.
"Boy, don't make me hurt you."
He tsked. "Granny, what? I know Jou gay. Momma been told me that." He didn't even look up from his picture. "All the uncles are."
Trey and Chandra had borrowed from the rest of the kids and called Jou's friends 'Uncle' - Oji Yami, Oji Honda - but they'd stayed away from discussions of sexuality at Ma's Williamson's request.
"I even saw your tape at Oji Yugi's house." Trey went on like he was describing a summer day. "How come you not with that Kaiba guy no more, Jou?"
"What tape?" Ma asked as Yugi yelled, "YAAMII?!"
"Not I." Yami replied, amused.
"What do you mean, you saw it?" Jou asked. "You saw the case?"
"What 'Kaiba' guy?" Otogi put in. "Jou was never with Kaiba."
Trey finally looked up and looked at Jou. "Miho played it for me..."
"I'll kill her." Honda growled.
" ... It had you and that guy from the airport doing freaky stuff..."
"Oh My Lord!" Ma moaned.
"I just asked her what it was like having two queer guys as dads and she showed me." Trey shrugged. "It was kinda gross, so don't do that crap around me."
Mental whiplash, Jou thought. "Hadn't planned to, kid. And I don't know what you saw, but I never did anything with the guy at the airport."
"Well, he was wearing a wig and he was acting all faggy and stuff."
"BB?" Yugi said suddenly. "Oh my god, he's right! BB looks like he could be related to Kaiba! Why didn't I ever notice?"
"BB is NOT related to Kaiba!" Jou snapped. This was not a conversation he wanted to have with anyone, ever. This wasn't even a thought he wanted anyone to have. If it got out that Kaiba'd done a porno...
"Is this the video to which you refer?" Yami asked, as nearly every other adult in the room protested him showing the DVD case to the boy.
"Yeah." Trey nodded.
Yami studied the picture. "It could be a wig. BB's eyes are brown, not blue, and they're smaller than Kaiba's. Was this shot before or after BB got that tattoo?"
"I don't know!" Jou groaned. This was a train wreck. Ma would take Trey back to the US and he'd never get to see the boy again and if news got out that Kaiba had made a porno - especially while Kaiba was going through his second divorce - he'd find Jou and kill him!
"YOU ARE NOT SHOWING THAT FILTH AROUND MY BABIES!" Ma thundered as Yami opened the DVD player.
"Obasama is right." Yugi agreed. "I wouldn't call sex 'filth', but I do know most Americans are a bit sheltered. You three should probably go to the other room for a while."
"Trey already saw it!" Chandra complained. "Why can't I?!"
"Yeah!" Trey pushed to the front of the group. "I already seen it!"
"You said it was gross." Jou pointed out. Trey tsked and rolled his eyes.
Otogi already had the remote and was fast-forwarding past the disclaimers and titles. Ten minutes into the tape, BB was naked, 'Kat-chan's boytoy' clearly visible on his hip. 'Togi paused the tape. "I don't suppose someone has a picture of Moneybags' ass?"
"Yup!" Chandi crowed. "He at that water park last week, and Ma was saying how he might as well not have a swimsuit, small as his was."
Honda found stack of newspapers by the door and began combing through them. "Ah-ha! Damn! He is practically naked!" He brought the picture to the group. "No tat. Good call, Chandi." The way she grinned back, Jou was momentarily concerned that the teen might be developing a crush on the older man.
"Does BB have any scars or blemishes?" 'Togi asked, restarting the tape.
"Nope." Yugi answered before Jou could. They all turned to look at the shorter man. "What? I told you I like sex. I have a JK Video subscription; Jou's tapes are hot."
"We're going to have quite a talk when we get home, beloved one."
"Oooooo!" Chandi pointed to the screen. "That mess is fake!"
"What? Where?"
"Roll it back. There!" 'Togi paused the tape and Chandi tapped BB's hip. "See?"
BB was covered in sweat and semen - and probably more. Katsuya had rubbed much of it over BB and as his hand passed over BB's hip, the tattoo was missing parts of the kanji for 'chan'. Half of 'toy' was gone.
Fuck, Jou thought, that's been sent worldwide.
"Jou... ?"
"It's not him." Jou lied.
"Dude every time you lie, your ears turn pink." Honda crossed his arms and stared at Jou. "You said you knew who BB was. Is he Kaiba?"
"You got the applications for the schools, right?" Jou asked again.
"I'm not necessarily going to fill them out, Jou." Ma frowned. "I said I'd think about it."
"I know, I know. Think. But you have them, right?"
"Lord, the boy has a one track mind!"
"Always has." Mom chuckled. She gave the older woman a hug. "Have a good flight back, Sig. Call me when you get home so I know you made it safely."
"I will." Ma returned the hug. "Say goodbye you two; we are not going to run all up and down this airport, all late."
"Bye." Trey said with a simple wave as Chandi hugged Yugi, Miho and everyone else.
"Hold up, son!" Jou laughed. "You're not getting off that light. Come here!" He hugged the boy tightly and was thrilled when his son returned the affection.
"Do I have to go back?" Trey whispered.
"Yeah." Jou sighed. "But be cool. It's a good school. She really might let you stay next year." Jou pulled away just enough to look the boy in the eye. "You know I love you, right?"
Trey blushed and tried to look away. "Yeah, I guess." Jou knew enough not to ask how Trey felt.
"Here, Trey." Yugi gave him a package. "I thought you should have this. Open it." Inside was a framed card - Red-Eyes, Black Dragon. Written across it was "Friends forever" with Yugi and Jou's signatures. The matte around it read 'BattleCity 2005'. "It used to be your dad's, but I won it off him while he was still on the circuit."
"Whoa!" Trey looked at Jou. "You were at BattleCity?"
"He finished third, as I recall." Yami smiled.
"I didn't know you were a REAL duelist!" Trey looked impressed for the first time. "That's pretty cool."
There was an announcement and they all looked up as the voice said "Neuu Rork". "That's probably you." Mom said. "Remember when you get to the gate to tell them to announce everything in English."
"Don't worry about that one." Ma chuckled. "Come on, you two. Let's get moving. You can e-mail anything else when you get home."
Jou watched and waved until they disappeared into the mass confusion that was security.
The last three months had been heaven. There had been a few awkward, uncomfortable, miserable moments scattered throughout, but overall spending the summer with his son had been the best summer of his life. And, even better, there was a real possibility that Ma would let Trey and Chandi do a year in the study abroad program.
"Ok." Yugi's voice brought Jou back to earth. "Trey's gone. When are you going to see Kaiba?"
"Jeez, Yug! Let the plane take off before you light into him!" Otogi defended. "He just said goodbye."
"And he needs to say hello." Honda countered. "Yug's right this time. When are you going to see him?"
Jou sighed. Ever since the guys figured it out, they'd been hounding him. Kaiba was out now, there was no need to make their prior relationship public. Jou could simply go and talk about the future. Their future. "I'll call tomorrow."
"See him." Yugi insisted. "Today."
"Today." Mom agreed.
"Does it occur to any of you that maybe the reason HE hasn't appeared already is because HE's no longer interested??" Bakura pointed out.
"Does it occur to you that you don't have to rain on every parade in the free world?" Ryou countered.
"Listen, Son..." Bakura put a particularly snide twist on the word.
"Stop!" Serenity stepped between the two. "Not the time or place! Nii-chan, you need to see him - even if you're afraid that Bakura's right. What if the reason he hasn't called you is because he's afraid you don't want to see him?"
The only estates larger then Kaiba Manor belonged to The Emperor and the Prime Minister. The gardens were dazzling. The buildings were either historic, elegant or awe-inspiring - dependent on whether they were older or newer in construction. The house itself was a blend of traditional style and modern needs. It was immense. The walk from the parking lot to the front door was not only lovely, but also educational, as every plant or tree had a plaque with its genus, and the name and age of the child that planted it.
One bush of fragrant purple roses stood out. Jou read the plaque. 'Rosa 'JACsedi' Love Potion Roses, Seto, 17'.
Jou was greeted at the front door by an elderly woman with the style and grace of a geisha in the history books. She led him through a house that looked more like a museum to a small library. There were no windows, just four walls of books, an oak-wood desk, two over-stuffed leather chairs and a matching over-stuffed leather couch.
A few minutes later, a very handsome, formal and elegant man brought in a tray of tea and refreshments. He then performed a proper tea ceremony for Jou.
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Because Axorie used induced sensation, it always felt like she was touching Freaky's skin directly, and not through his clothing. Freaky tried to concentrate on controling his off-road dirt bike, but the feeling of Axorie's firm, hard soft, warm, resiliant er body pressed against his back, her arms eroticaly entwined about his chest, made it har- er, made it difficult. He manfuly struggled to soldier on, however. They headed up the trails into the hills, a small stock of food, and a large...
"You know, if we were an anime, the fans would say we were total crack." asserted Hardcase. "You haven't been watching anime without me, have you?" retorted Steetch, narrowing his eyes dangerously. It had absolutely no effect, Noone started stuttering and sweating. Actualy, it was a good thing they were not anime, because it would be a real pain writing in the chibi. Oh yeah, oops sorry. "No, I am just saying." Hardcase just said. "So I had a great idea for your sub..." "Don't...
"That was a bust," was what many of the students said to eachother after the party was over, and they were all safely back home. "I payed (X x 100) for that? Why did they call it 'The Big Yellow Scoobus' anyway? It wasn't yellow, it didn't seem very big with all of us crammed inside it, and what the freakin' hell is a Scoobus, anyway? There wasn't even a bathroom, it was very scary trying to pee off that tiny poop deck, and I never knew there were so many great white sharks in the...
Back to school. All the kids seemed so young, somehow. Having a secret fortress with labs, shops. forges, greenhouses, secret exits, a kitchen and bedrooms with full baths had made their summer seem like they were living as adults, somehow. Although, Steetch still played Video Games on the huge flatscreen TV, beating the figurative pants off of the others. Except for Axorie, who for one didn't wear pants or even panties, and secondly, cheated. It was an interesting thing about Axorie, if she...
There was actualy a reason for Hardcase's sour mood of late. She used to be the know-it-all, before Axorie came along. So when her self-image was displaced as the 'brain', she compensated by increasing her 'tough girl' aspect. Steetch still asked her for trivia information, but Freaky always asked Axorie for any answers he wanted now. Still, inside Hardcase was the same caring, loving, empathic young girl she had always been. That is why she was frusturated that she couldn't get the...
The clouds overhead were lit with a pale reddish orange glow, skidding above on an unseen wind. A gibbous moon, pregnant with danger, peered down like a blind eye, giving the feeling of being watched by some lurking evil. The dark trees waved their branches menacingly, as if to grab the unwary, seeming to reach out with long shadows in the dim pale light of the pulsing moonlight. A slight figure appeared, running into the clearing, looking over it's shoulder anxiously, seemingly fearful of...
"This is it, this is where I want to adventure!" crowed Freaky. "No, we are NOT going to adventure in Gor!" stated Hardcase. "I won't be a slave girl, I will NOT be branded, and I am NOT piercing my nipples!" "Aww..." protested Freaky weakly. Sigh, it had been worth a try, anyway. Axorie changed the screen without comment. A desert caravan, dusky robed guards wielding massive scimitars, overloaded ill-tempered camels trudging along single file. "Too hot." said Hardcase. "Too...
Three or four or five, depending on how you counted. Axorie was certainly a person, albeit an unconventional one not born of mortal man. Mr. Bigfoot was also along, and by all rights should be counted, he had a personality and presence equal to any. By my count, it was five adventurers, who left our world and entered into another, one where minutes and days flew past while only seconds ticked by in our own. They arrived without anything material except for their forms, their wits, and their...
(Ahem.) The next morning, it was decided that Hardcase would go into town dressed in her finest greenery, accompanied by Mr. Bigfoot. Freaky had made stone sabots for those who wanted them, and in Hardcase's case, they had little planters on top, to root her vines in. The vines twined up her legs, and anchored in a wreath about her bluegreen hair. For style's sake, the wreath was adorned with little red berries, and the cunning vine hid all her prurient parts from salacious views. Mr....
Steetch, Axorie and Freaky learned much on their visit to the town. Mostly Axorie, since she would invisibly lurk about interesting conversations, but the young men also gleened useful gossip. The town was a frontier settlement, having started as an outpost a mere century ago, and was surrounded by tiny communities huddled behind their wooden palisades, all within a half a day's journey. Their goddess of the wilderness, who dressed in leaves and often walked beside fierce beasts had held...
"Come, join the Holy Crusade of Thia and Her consort! We march to the wilderness to end the Original's Menace to Her Bounty!" cried the fevered zelot. "No, come and join the Minions of Phantos and His paramor! We salle to battle against the godless Originals!" cried the equally fevered zelot of the other camp. The entire town of Twomby was gathered, in two equally large groups, each prepairing to go forth in the direction their respective god or goddess seemed to be sort of pointing as...
Axorie didn't say 'I told you so!', because, well, honestly, she hadn't. So there is a benefit to being a naysayer after all, the sweet triumph of declaiming "I told you so!". But really, isn't that a hollow sort of satisfaction? Wouldn't a better triumph be to have told them, and had them listen, and follow your advice? That is just how it seems to me, anyway. "You sure told us!, Glad you were around to tell us, otherwise who knows what we might have done?" -Like that ever happens....
So, the next day they all went round to the castle for lunch. They were greet- what? What is that you are clamoring? Hardcase? You want to know how she did in her trials? She lost. So, they were greeted at the door of the castle by the factotum, who instruct- what? Details? Very well. I will tell you exactly what happened to Hardcase. Hardcase was out of her league. They quickly retired the middle range of scholars, and sent in children, children of nine and ten years of age, to match...
"What are we even doing here?" whined Hardcase to Steetch. "Stupid Quests, stupid contests, and we only have three condoms left." "It was your stupid idea to come here. I have been having fun, except for your complaining." savaged Steetch. "Just remember, when we get home, it will still be us, the same people, except you will be still 14, still have to go to school, and you won't be able to drink beer. Or screw around with me unless we are sneeky and do it in the secret fortress."...
** Chapter Three: Crossing the Threshold ** Truth be told, their nominal boss William was really the instigator of the illicit pre-testing. Victor had forgotten his wallet in the lab somehow and returned after-hours to retrieve it. Entering the air locked complex of inner observation and examination chambers, he was surprised to find the corridors well lit, but figured Denise was working late again. The neurologist was surprised to instead find the Vice President seated at an observation...
I’m thinking, “Is that how she sucks mine? Does she really look like this? She looks like she truly is enjoying this. " I made the mistake of slowing down to get a better view because I’ve never seen her give a blowjob to someone other than me. (Even if it is my clone, it still counts in my opinion) Mid moaning, she pulls out his dick, turns to me with this possessed look and says, “Don't you fucking slow down, fuck me harder!”. “Oooookaaay! Sorry, sorry. Let me get off the floor...
** Chapter Four: Consciousness is Key ** Twelve days after the start of their gentlemen’s agreement, Cromwell came by the lab and asked Victor if he could stay late to help him ‘run some numbers’ on a possible biochemical refinement to the formula. When Denise came over to see what was up, he explained that his chemistry background had provided him with an idea quite out of the blue. ‘I’ve been watching the tapes of Trial 3, and it occurred to me that the immediate drop-off of energy might...
It was a cold winter day. The sun was bright but the snow was pouring down. Matt stared out the window through his glasses. He was a stereotypical nerd. He had pretty much no friends since starting high school in August and the only real interaction he has with other students was in class and group projects. He was sitting at his desk and looked back down as he worked on his science project. Matt had been studying psychology a bit and the training of animals to do things out of rewarding...
Prologue: After years of fame and stardom, Robert realized that he wanted more in life. He realized that inventing things for the world would never mean anything to him if he had no one to share the world with. Sure, he had his loving wife Trisha, but life was so large that he always felt he could fit so much more. Of course, Trisha would never agree. She would never want to raise a child in the chaotic and hectic life that they lived, but Robert found a way. First, he bought a house in the...
Mind ControlHe stood in the back of an empty parking lot, surrounded by shadows. His name was of no importance, only his purpose. The place in which he existed did not matter either, as he could shape it to his will, freely. The world was his oyster, and anything he wished would appear before him, anything he desired would come forth. He walked slowly through the dark parking lot.
Jeremy fucked Fiona on the lounge chair on a warm sunny morning. The look on her face was priceless, as Fiona displayed a carnal look while she circled her hand over her clit. He held on to her legs and folded them over her body. Jeremy pushed himself in nice and deep. Then, out of nowhere, Lane come up to his side holding his cock in his hand. He wore a lustful look as he stroked himself. Jeremy turned to him and the looked at his cock. Lane was rock hard, and the way it pointed at him Jeremy...
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So this takes place in the spring of 2006...I'm now 20, soon to be 21, and I'm nearing the peak of my party stage, and sexual experimentation stage. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend of nearly 5 yrs. He left me for another girl. Heartbroken and a bit vengeful, I went on a spree, sleeping with about any guy with a nice smile. Anyways, moving on, I was home from college (my first stint) on spring break and I had acquired a fake id while attending. I went out bar hopping with some...
It was a Friday night like any other, Katie and Jamie decide to have a movie night at Jamie's dorm room. Katie doesn't usually like going over there when her room mate is there, but Jamie has assured her that she is going out of town for the weekend. They have just got snuggled in on the couch and started the movie and not even 5 minutes in there is a sex scene. They both look at each other and start giggling, then continue to watch the couple on screen. It's getting really steamy, and Katie...
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