Pride Story

VIRGIN CRYSTAL HUNT PT. 1

I was sitting at my house one day, meditating, and I had a vision of a kind of power within me to control the elements of the world. But I could only access the full power if I took another guys virgin crystal. To get the guy’s virgin crystal I would have to fuck him up the ass and suck his dick, which I didn’t care, I finally had an excuse to do so. So I thought to myself well there’s Duane W. with his nice body, moderate length blonde hair, and no doubt a damn nice dick, Zakk M. with his nice body, short black hair, and a damn nice chest, and there’s Aaron P. who has a nice body, short brown hair, and a dman nice chest. I decided on Duane. When I made my decision a weird looking pistol dropped from the sky in a flash of light. When I picked it up I instantly knew how to work it and what it did. The pistol when it was fired shot a ball of energy that stuns whoever it touches until their virgin crystal comes out, a second shot would destroy their virgin crystal and mean that they would die by turning into stone and crumbling to dust.
I thought to myself, when could I fuck Duane to get his virgin crystal? I decided during the wrestling tournament when he was in the lockers changing back to his normal clothes to leave, he would be all alone then.
When the day of the wrestling tournament came I went to it and saw Duane win 2 out of 3 of his matches. Then after the tournament I waited until everyone but Duane had come out. I had the pistol in my sweatshirt hidden from site as I walked down the stairs I began to get excited, in more ways then one.
When I got in the locker room I searched for Duane to find him almost done changing. I decided to wait until he was done to make this more fun and to last longer. I stood outside of his stall, peeking in from time to time: seeing how truly fine Duane was. He had skinny, but muscular legs and arms. His chest was smooth and he had a fantastic looking 6-pack. His nipples were dark brown while his chest was only slightly tanned.
When he opened the stall’s door he said “Hey George what are you doing here?”
“I’m here for your virgin crystal,” I replied pulling out the pistol and pointing it at him.
“My what, and George put that gun away, there’s no need for it,” said Duane with a scared puzzled look on his face.
“I’m sorry Duane but I need your virgin crystal,” I said as I pulled the trigger. A ball of bright yellow light flew out from the gun and hit Duane in the middle of his chest and came out the other side and vanished. Rays of yellow light surrounded Duane, as he screamed. He rose and hovered in the air, his back was facing the ground, with his arms and legs hanging limp at his side.
“I’m gonna make this feel good.” I said I was put the gun on the bench and walked over to him. I started moving my hand up and down Duane’s body gracefully, barely touching it. I kissed him on the lips about 20 times. Then I ran my hand over his body some more getting a feeling of it so that I would always remember this. I grabbed his crotch and stood there massaging and kneading it for 10 minutes. I ran my hands up under his shirt and felt his smooth chest and caressed it. I moved my hands down his sides until I reached his legs. I moved my hands over his jeans in a zigzag pattern. When I reached his feet I ran my hands back up over Duane’s legs, in a straight line over his knees. After I did this a few times I finally decide to take his shirt off. I put my thumbs on the inside of his shirt and my other fingers on top. I pushed Duane’s shirt up unitl it was bunched up at his neck. I grabbed his arms and put them straight behind him and took his shirt off. I caressed his smooth chest again. I ran my hands in circular motions all across it. I gradually moved my way down to his jeans button. I pulled my camera out and took pictures of his beautiful chest, his whole body, and his crotch.
I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down slowly to enjoy every moment of this. I took his shoes off too and went back to his pants. I grabbed the top of his pants and pulled them down slowly, taking screencap-like pictures the whole time. He was wearing black Hanes boxer briefs. I had know he wore Hanes boxer briefs because his shirt often comes up far enough and his pants sagged down far enough that I could see the waistband and color. He was hovering there in only his boxer briefs. I took a lot of pictures of Duane hovering in his boxer briefs. I put my camera down on the floor and grabbed the brim of Duane’s boxer briefs. I pulled them off in a slow but fluid motion. I stood there looking at the dick I had been waiting so long to see. I grabbed my camera again and took pictures of Duane’s dick.
It was semi-hard, but that changed when I started sucking his dick. I closed my lips down on it and started going up and down fast and moving my tongue around in circles on his dick as I went up and down. Within 10 minutes he was getting close to coming. So I pulled off and grabbed his body and flipped him over. I took my own jeans and boxer briefs off and since my dick had been hard since the very beginning I was more than ready to push my dick in. I lubed up Duane’s ass and my dick and centered my dick at his hole. With one thrust I was in, I could hear Duane whimper and moan out of pleasure at the same time. I started pumping away with every ounce of strength I had. I was moving fast and Duane was moaning from the feeling, only giving me more vigor to finish what I had started.
After 20 minutes I saw Duane’s dick was starting to glow. I knew that he was close to loosing his virgin crystal so I pumped in and out of his ass even faster. Suddenly he shouted really loud and he came all over the floor. Then he fell to the floor and stood up and started hovering again. His dick started glowing and out popped his virgin crystal. He fell to the floor and landed kneeling on his knees then collapsed. His virgin crystal floated to me and when I grabbed it, the crystal vanished and I heard a voice in my head saying that I could control every bit of Duane’s sex related life, I could have sex with him whenever I wanted and I could easily force him to have sex with someone else, just by thinking it and also that he would not have any memory that this ever happened. I looked at Duane who was laying on the floor like a naked “X”.
I put his clothes back on him and leened him against one of the benches and left.