Click Ch. 05

"I'm not going to be able to last long," I whispered in her ear. "You pussy is so damn tight girl."

"UNNNNNNNNNNN, your cock is so BIG," she muttered weakly. "Don't cum inside of me; let me swallow your load. My mom would kill me if I ended up pregnant."

"I'll warn you," I promised.

I thrust harder now once she had adjusted. My balls were smacking her clit as I fucked her rotten. She didn't have the room to thrust back but I could tell she wanted to. She made me promise this wouldn't be a onetime thing, oh I promised. I was getting close as I mauled her tits and hammered her cunt.

"Come for me," I moaned in her ear. She nodded and I could hear her breath get ragged and with a muffled squeal she climaxed upon command. "That's my girl." I said praising her. "Now get on your knees so you can suck me off."

"MMMMMMMMMMMM okay," she growled. I eased out of her and she slowly and carefully turned around and squatted in front of me. I felt her hand on me and then she was guiding me into her eager mouth. Then Melanie's hand was stroking me as she licked and sucked. I bit back noises that would have gotten us discovered for sure. Then I found her head and began pumping in and out of her talented mouth. She may have been a virgin but she sure knew how to suck a dick. I made a fist of her dark straight hair and told her I was coming. Melanie never slowed down she kept sucking for all she was worth. Then with a strangled cry my cum hit the back of her throat. I could feel her swallow my load. She licked me clean before she tucked me in and zipped me up. I reached up and found the chain that turned the light on. Click, the light came on and there was the Latina still squatting down in front of me.

"Like the view," she asked and I nodded. "Help me get dressed." I offered her my hand and she stood up. While she pulled up her panties and jeans I hooked her bra up around her tits. Then we both buttoned up her blouse. "That was amazing! Want to do it again after school?"

"Do you need to ask?" I said.

"We better get going; we are both late for class."

The rest of the day passed so damn slow. I kept thinking about Melanie and that amazing body of hers. I was the proverbial walking hard on. All I could think about was her dusky skin, her sweet scent and the feel of her wrapped around me.

"Earth to Steve," Fiona said from a faraway place, reality.

"Sorry, my mind was occupied," I said.

"Who is she," Fiona asked with a wicked gleam in her eye and a smile on her luscious lips.

"Melanie," I said after a long pause.

"Ooh, she's smoking hot, for a half breed."

"Half breed, what do you mean?"

"Her mom's Latina and her dad's Hawaiian," Fiona said with a wink.

"That's why she was so damn tight," I said.

"Lucky boy, you popped her cherry didn't you," she asked and I nodded. I finished my lunch and took a stroll outside. I hoped the cool air might help take the edge off. I was wrong. My hunger for Melanie hadn't diminished one bit. The worst part is that I had two more classes until school was out.

Math class was right after lunch. I found my seat and waited for class to start. I watched as all my classmates walked in and took their spots all around me. The more people that came in the more I felt like I no longer belonged to this class, the more I felt alienated by what I had become. So to take my mind off of my dark thoughts I began to doodle and daydream. It had become surprisingly easy to drift away into my own little world, a world filled with numbers, symbols and long lost secrets.

"...Mr. Osborn... Steve...," the teacher said breaking the spell that held me. "Ah, there you are, care to take your turn at the blackboard."

"Yeah, sure," I replied getting to my feet and walking up to the front of the class. He had written out an equation that needed solving, so I took up the chalk and began writing, but instead of solving the equation on the board I was writing out the one that had been in my head. One minute later half of the board was covered with the complex formula and its staggering solution. There were giggles behind me but my teacher was staring at the numbers, letters and symbols in complete awe. I finally woke from my delirium and stared at what I had done. I picked up the eraser and started to wipe away the equation.

"Stop, wait," the teacher cried out. "Um, let's examine what you've written down there Mr. Osborn. Let the class understand the elegant solution you have so brilliantly displayed here."

"No, I am sorry I wasted your time Mr. Harrower," I said and wiped the board clean. The teacher narrowed his eyes and then smiled.

"See me after class Steve; we have some things to discus. The rest of you open your books to chapter nine and we will..." he said just as the bell rang. "Read part one of chapter nine and do problems one through ten for tonight's homework. Mr. Osborn if you will stay for a few minutes." I nodded as the class en mass picked up their books and left. Once the room was empty Mr. Harrower turned to face me. "Have you any idea what that formula represented?"

"Yeah, I do," I said hesitantly.

"Good, then you won't mind meeting a friend of mine and fellow member of the Order."

"Have I done something wrong?"

"No, just the opposite, you have stumbled upon something great and it deserves recognition."

"So, who is this friend of yours," I asked. Mr. Harrower began to tell me all about William Tanner, Grandmaster of the Order of the Silver Twilight. He was a very wealthy and influential person who was a student of Miyamoto Musashi, a samurai that lived during feudal period of Japan. He was also able to make me a member of the Order with only one person nominating me, namely Mr. Harrower. How interesting that would be for a young man who was sitting on the Council of Twelve who was also a member of the Silver Twilight. The possibilities were there to do some real good, for the non-humans that was. I guess I could brush up on my medieval literature and see what Miyamoto wrote that was so interesting to Mr. Tanner. I got my excuse note from Mr. Harrower and went to my final class of the day.

Two o'clock finally arrived and I headed for the parking lot. I got within line of sight of my motorcycle and saw it had company. Melanie was standing next to it running her hands over the seat. I walked up and she smiled brilliantly.

"Give a girl a lift," she said.

"Where to," I asked.

"Someplace secluded, we have unfinished business," she said licking her lips.

"Get on, I know just the spot."

We drove up to lookout point. Sure it was the same spot I had met up with Arcana but there would be no wandering in the big wild wood today. I gathered up some rocks and placed them in a circle. Then I collected some firewood and placed it inside the circle of rocks. I took my multi-tool from the bike's saddlebags and scratched a symbol onto the large piece of dead wood I had scavenged from the forest's edge. A moment later a fire burst forth and we had a nice warm spot to make love in.

"How did you do that," she asked as I pulled a blanket from the other saddlebag.

"Magic," I said as I spread out the blanket onto the cold autumn ground. It wasn't magic of course but a highly developed principal of molecular agitation.

We knelt on the blanket and kissed. As the fire crackled and hissed our clothes seemed to melt away. Soon I had a perfect view of her amazing body. I lowered my mouth to her puffy inverted nipples and began licking and suckling them. Melanie straddled me and ground her pussy against my hardening cock. Her hips were rocking just above the shaft of my dick getting it nice and slick for the next step in our love play. We continued to kiss, fondle and caress each other until we could stand it no more. Melanie pushed me down onto my back and straddled my body. She took me in her hand and teased herself with the head of my cock. Then she eased it inside of her pussy and began to lower her body slowly. She arched her back and took my hands and placed them on her tits. Then Melanie made slow circles with her hips teasing us both before she began to ride me. Her pussy was soaked and so damn tight, I wasn't sure how long I could handle her. She was biting her lip to keep from crying out then without warning she lifted all the way up and savagely slammed her body down. This time she did scream as she came but she never let up she kept riding me all the way through her orgasm. She paused for a little while once she had recovered so I moved my hands from her tits to her ass. I bent my knees and brought my feet underneath me so I could take charge. I lifted her up and began hammering her pussy from below. Melanie's eyes grew huge and her mouth opened in an 'O' of surprise. Then the poor thing was whimpering and begging for me to cum.

"I need to feel you shoot inside of me," she said.

"But what about getting pregnant," I asked.

"You are right, fuck me and then shoot down my naughty little throat. I love to suck cock, just so you know."

I continued to hammer away at her soaked tightness. If her pussy was this tight her ass must be unbelievable. I felt the first stirrings of my climax building and so did she.

"Let me," she pleaded. "Let me suck you off lover." I nodded, let go and let her do the rest. She climbed off of me and positioned her head over my erection. Without using her hands she snared the head of my cock with her lips. Then I watched her move her head downward relentlessly until those full lips of hers were pressed against the base of my dick. She swirled her tongue around the shaft and then began moving her head up and down. It was like a sexual piston moving like a fucking machine. I was cursing in no time each time she lowered her head. My ass was coming off the blanket and she was pressing her lips as far down as she could. Melanie never went fast she just slowly and deliberately sucked me off. Finally I was passed the point of no return and was seconds away from coming. Only then did she grab my cock and began fisting it as her lips wrapped around the head. My scream echoed off the cliff and into the forest. Melanie swallowed every last drop of cum and pumped my dick for more. It wasn't until I was in a fetal position that she let up.

"AH, that was tasty," she said. "Are you okay, you look a little pale?"

"Sensory overload," I moaned weakly.

"Yeah, I have a habit of doing that. I'll let you catch your breath, there are some other positions I want to try."

So that's how the next two hours went. We checked off Melanie's bucket list of all the positions and sexual things she could think of. It was quite a list. By the time it was getting dark I was a puddle of goo lying on the blanket and she was covered in a layer of sweat. She licked me clean and we got dressed. I drove her home and got not only her cell number but the land line number for her house. I walked her to the door and made sure she got in safely. I headed home and wondered what mom was cooking for dinner, I was starved.

The Order, the Circle and Me:

Two days later I received a registered letter from Mr. Tanner. It was an official invitation to meet face to face. My mom thought it was from one of the universities that I had applied to. I told her I was going to meet someone after school and not for her to worry. She was so damn proud and I had to keep her in the dark about the real reason for the appointment.

The address was way out in the boonies and took nearly half an hour to get there. The house, no mansion, was enormous and had to have been built in the eighteenth century. It felt weird riding up on my bike but if he wanted to meet me then the motorcycle was an integral part of my personality. A servant met me at the door and drove the Ducati to the rear of the mansion. I passed the heavy oaken portal and entered into a level of wealth few could possibly imagine. The marble floor was mirror bright and caught the firelight from the massive stone hearth located ahead and to the right. The furnishings were all antiques of dark wood and cunning artistry.

William Tanner was standing by the fireplace and despite his age look fit enough to fight his way out any situation. He was lean, yet muscular, with wide shoulders and a power that fell off of him like a heat wave. He had salt and pepper hair that was cut short and framed his angular features. But it was his bright blue eyes that held you even as he smiled and offered me his hand in greeting.

"Steven Osborn, mathematical genius, or so I am led to believe," he said in a deep tenor.

"William Tanner, Grandmaster of the Order, I hope I don't disappoint," I replied.

"I doubt you will," he shot back. "Harrower told me a lot about you, especially this formula that could benefit the Order so very much. And who knows what other goodies are locked in that mind of yours."

"Only time will tell," I said. He turned to face me fully and take in my measure. I returned his stare unflinching.

"You my dear lad have balls of brass, I will give you that. Not many people can hold their ground with me as easily as you do and I admire that. So let's cut out the B.S. and get to the point. I want you to sell us your equation and in return I will make you a high standing member of the Order. What do you say?"

"How high," I asked and he just laughed. We settled on the title of full Master and shook on the deal. We also agreed on a cool twenty million dollars for the formula and full patent rights passing onto the Order and its members.

"As soon as I get you the money you can write out the formula, what do you say?"

"We have an accord," I said. He demanded that I stay for dinner and we talked for hours about the Order and our upcoming trip to Japan. "Japan?"

"Yes, the position of Hidden Master has been empty for decades, now someone has laid claim to it and it is our duty to greet him."

"I take it this is a Masters and above only invitation."

"You would be correct, so after dinner you will be sworn in and later on we will have a much larger public ceremony. But it would be in bad taste to do so before the Hidden Master takes his office."

"I understand," I said.

"Besides, this will give you a chance to meet some of the other members of the Order and mingle a little."

What he never said was who those members were and how highly placed they were. The limousines and luxury cars began arriving a little while later. I was introduced to two U.S. Senators, a Congressman and no less than three Governors. While they sipped wine or whiskey I had soda, I was underage after all. I was asked about my formula and its implications as a power source. I told them that Zero Point Energy could revolutionize the American and World market. They were all smiles and making toasts in my honor. We ate, drank and talked. I was thinking how twenty million dollars in legitimate earnings could change mom and Fiona's future. Sure I had much more at my fingertips but I couldn't just throw it around without drawing undo attention. Here was my chance to pay mom back for adopting me and loving me unconditionally.

Dinner broke up and the atmosphere became very serious. The Masters of the Order gathered around me and formed a circle with me in the center. William smiled and spoke first.

"I hereby, following the traditions set down in ages past, offer this young man as a member of our most sacred brotherhood. Will another second his nomination?"

"I do," one of the Senators said.

"Are there any naysayers for his admission," William asked and a long silence fell over the room. "Then by your silence we are agreed that this fine young man be entered into our ranks as no less than a Full Master." There were cheers and claps on the back from the onlookers. "Bring forth his ring." One of the Governors reached into his pocket and retrieved a ring box. He then opened it and offered the contents to the Grandmaster who took the ring and moved to stand before me. "Steven Osborn, do you accept our most sacred oath of loyalty, fidelity and secrecy from this moment forward?"

"I humbly accept," I said. Then he took the ring and slid it onto my left ring finger.

"You are now and forever more Master Osborn and member in good standing of the Order."

There were cheers and more toasts as I looked at the ring in better detail. It appeared to be gold set with a carat diamond where the eyeball would be in the middle of the triangle framed by three swords. It fit perfectly and I was told they got my ring size from the company that produced my class ring. Clever bastards all in all, but now I was part of the Order and privy to their secrets. I was curious as to whom this Hidden Master was and in that I was not alone. While the others speculated who might have found the ring of the Hidden Master, William Tanner seemed to be in the know on that subject. He wouldn't share just yet; he said that he had plans in the works whatever that meant.

The party broke up around eight o'clock and I headed home so I could do my homework and ponder my trip to Japan the following weekend. I wondered what plans the Grandmaster had in store for his rival. My gut told me to keep a low profile, something was going to happen and I wasn't sure I wanted to be a part of it. I got home and told mom and Fiona only that the dinner had gone well and left it at that. They didn't need to worry about something that might not even come to pass. It didn't take me long to finish my homework and after that I decided to do some shopping on the Net. It was everywhere and everyone was talking about the new cutting edge computers that had just hit the market. There was the genius whiz kid that had, with the help of a few friends, revolutionized the computer industry. I wanted one immediately but they were ten grand a pop for a laptop. No wonder he was so fucking rich, charging that much for a computer. Then I looked at the stats on the thing and whistled, holy shit it was fast. I was pondering how it might help my calculations and design work. But then Arianna chimed in unexpectedly.

'Master Steven,' she said. 'I think you should avoid purchasing that machine.'

'Why is that,' I asked.

'You know the other programs I have been shadowing. Well, they belong to the young man who created those computers.'

'Well now, we wouldn't want to tip our hand. Besides it gives me something to work on.'

'I will begin work immediately,' she said. I looked at the name of this great inventor, Nick Shaw. I wonder if the Order would snap him up the same way they had me, they would be fools not to. Maybe if they didn't I would, that would only be good business. I would have to do some serious research into this Nick Shaw and see how he ticked. I spent the rest of the night doing the first part of my investigation.

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up at my desk with my phone sitting out humming away still occupied at whatever task she was hard at work at. I got up and headed for the bathroom so I could take a shower before I went to school. The house was quiet as I made my way down the hall. That was strange mom was usually up before I was and there was no sound of the television or her moving around downstairs. I stripped down and started my shower; it didn't take long to find the perfect water temperature. I stepped in and let the water drive the last of the fatigue from my body. There was nothing like a good night sleep and a hot shower to follow it up! Half an hour later I was finished and drying off when I went downstairs in only my towel to see what mom was up to. The house was dark and silent as a tomb. Then I looked outside and saw that it was still dark out. I went to the kitchen and read the time on the microwave; it was only a little after three in the morning! But I felt like I had slept at least eight hours when in fact I had only had three hours of rest. What the hell was going on? Did I need less sleep now that my Old One heritage had reared its ugly head? I was more than a little disturbed by this little bump in my road. But there was no use getting upset I might as well use the next three hours constructively. I grabbed a bite to eat from the fridge and returned to my bedroom. I decided to continue my research on Nick Shaw as well as Miyamoto Musashi so that I was well versed in the things that were to come.