Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Mark Alders
Word Count :28460
Publication Date :2011-07-08
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-926-7
Power is nothing without love.
A boy reaches puberty at around thirteen years of age. If he is one of the few, born with a caul, he will hit Magolescence by the time he's considered a man. That's when things can get really difficult.
Dr. Obenweiser's guide to Magolescence.
Magolescence is a magical puberty, a stage in a magician's life where unexpected things can happen while the brain prepares the body for life as a magician. At eighteen, Shane has more than enough to deal with besides disapproving parents, a weird doctor and an evil magician who wants to recruit Shane and his two lovers, Joel and Will, into his coven. He is going through Magolescence, too. Lord help him!
Shane swallowed hard. Was he going to be a man and tell Joel how he really felt or was he going to back out like he always did? They had cock played plenty of times, so asking Joel to be with him while naked was nothing new. It's just that they had never held hands or kissed or hugged, stuff real lovers did. Joel knew this. Shane had made it clear that friends could be naked but couldn't be intimate together. That was the golden rule, wasn't it? Friends were there for mutual jack-offs and slaps on the arse. In truth, Shane wanted to be intimate…he was just scared.
While Shane was contemplating any course of action, they both went into the bathroom proper. In that moment, Joel reached out and grabbed Shane by his hand, clasping him tight.
Shane was taken aback. "Joel?" he whispered.
The bathroom was small and he began to feel claustrophobic. Or was that because he was so stunned by what had just transpired it felt like the walls were closing in all around him? Then again, his cock stirred into action and he could feel the silk of his boxers rise up to reveal the fact that his body deceived his words.
"I've got a confession to make, mate. And seeing as it's your birthday, I've decided it's time to let you know how I really feel about you."
Joel came closer, grabbing both of Shane's hands. "What? This isn't like you…I mean, you've never been so forward with me before, even when we've mucked around." But Shane didn't pull away. He enjoyed Joel's touch, the feel of his hands in his. It was…intimate.
"That's where you're wrong. This is exactly like me." Joel smiled, revealing his eyeteeth. Fuck, he was cute when he did that. Shane's stomach tingled with flitters of anxiety and nerves. His cock hardened. "I--I want to be with you, Shane. I mean. Oh, fucking hell, you'd think this would be easy seeing as I've known you so long. I mean…I want you to be my boyfriend."
Shane felt a wave of emotion wash over him. Confusion, doubt and curiosity among them, all vying for supremacy within. Yet, he was happy. "You're having me on. Stop it. You know how I feel about you so why toy with me like this? I don't care if we touch each other, but no intimacy, remember."
"You remember the night we kissed?" Joel came even closer to him. So close he could feel his breath tickle his lips. Shane's hands trembled, and in that moment he knew Joel could feel that, too. He couldn't hide his emotions any longer.
"Sort of. I was kind of plastered," Shane admitted.
"I wasn't." Joel bought his lips closer, brushing Shane's.
Mixed emotions once more rose up like the butterflies in his stomach. "What do you mean? Didn't you…drink?"
"No. I wanted you, Shane. Then and now."
"I don't understand. Why tell me this today?"
"Why? 'Cause I'm a pillow biter and I want you and I don't know how much longer I can stand it. I love guys, Shane. I'm a boy lover, a mother fucking gay boy, you hear?"
Shane didn't know what to say. He wanted to be the one to come out to Joel, not the other way around. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to be the man. There was a long moment of silence, broken only by the drip of water from the shower rose.
After a long moment, Shane offered a quivering smile, looking into Joel's eyes. He saw conviction, but above all, he saw both love and a desire he understood.
He hadn't let Joel go. They were still holding hands, their fingers locked in a wonderful yet sweaty grip. "So what's changed?" Shane said slowly.
Joel lowered his gaze. "I want more than just cheap thrills. I want…I want to, oh fuck me, I want to be with you always, Shane."