1. The Young Wizard--Part 3


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    all, a good start to a wonderful day. The next day, after being bailed out of jail, Ronny was walking to school like the rest of us. He tried to hold MP’s hand, but she refused, preferring to stay by me. She didn’t try to hold hands but she was next to me and that was a big improvement. As we walked I invoked my second spell. By the time we reached the school his face and hands were covered in bloody pus-filled boils—so much for his good looks. No medical treatment was going to cure this ailment! The following day while walking to school I had yet another idea. I whispered another simple spell. By the time we got to school his hair was falling out in clumps. He looked like a patchwork quilt. Then I had another idea. From then on every other word out of his mouth was going to be “Fuck.” I knew he was studying for an oral report he was due to give in English class today so this was going to be extremely interesting. He stood before the class, boils, hair clumps, and all ready for his speech. “I fuck read fuck the fuck book fuck The fuck Old fuck Man fuck and fuck the fuck Sea.” The principal was called; Ronny was suspended--so far, so good. At lunch MP came to sit with me, something she had not done since we had split. “Jeremy, I know you’re doing all this stuff to Ronny and I don’t blame you, but I hope he doesn’t find out. He’s awfully strong and he can be really mean.” Actually, that gave me another idea. “MP, I want you to tell him I’m behind all his troubles. Tell him ...
    you don’t know how but you know I’m behind it.” “But, Jeremy, he’ll try to hurt you. I know he’s furious about everything that’s happened. He’ll kill you.” “Oh, he’ll try, MP, but he won’t hurt me. You know that. That will be almost the final humiliation—getting beaten by a nerd like me. Then I’ll be ready for the final part of my plan. Don’t say ‘no’ MP. You know I can make you if I want to. Just do it. You can call him after school.” MP wasn’t too happy, but she did it. Then she called me to let me know Ronny was going to kill me. Well, we all know he is going to try, don’t we? I got up extra early so he’d find me at school where there’d be plenty of witnesses, including the cop at the crosswalk when he assaulted me and still got his ass kicked. Sure enough, about five minutes before the bell was to ring he drove up in his badly dented Mustang. Screaming at the top of his lungs he challenged me. I turned around and waved him on. He came with a tire iron. Even better, I thought—assault with a deadly weapon. I put a spell on the cop forcing him to wait until I summoned him. Now I was ready. Ronny charged up the small hill with blood in his eyes. He reared back and swung, missing me by inches. He swung again and missed again. Over and over, in front of more than a hundred students and teachers, not to mention the cop, he swung at my head just missing every time. As he tired I figured it was time for me to go on the offensive. The next time he approached me I tripped him causing ...