Postby HandgagAzBoy1 » Mon Feb 07, 2011 2:31 pm
They had come. They had swooped in. They had carried him into the van and shut the sliding door behind them, speeding away with utmost haste. The one holding his feet had already begun to tied them together. He tried to hold his breath, but was losing consciousness. The hand over his mouth and nose was smothering him. He couldn't focus. Somehow his hands had been tied behind his back. He could feel the smooth ropes biting into his skin. They were tied so tight that it almost hurt. The hand suddenly slid off his mouth. He gasped and gulped in as much air as he could. The burly men forced him onto his stomach and began tying his wrists to his ankles.
“Please!†he begged. “Let me go!â€
“Shut up!†one of them said.
“No! No! Let go of me!†He screamed. He struggled, but the big men sat on him and kept him still. “Let go of – Mmmph!†The meaty hand came back down over his mouth. He couldn't do much more than moan into the hand.
“If you be a good little boy and keep quiet, we promise not to hurt you.â€
“Mmmhmmhmmph!!!†he cried.
“I said be quiet!†the man whose hand was clamped down on his mouth. Suddenly, he felt a hand fondling his backside. He screamed into the hand and started crying. This couldn't be happening! He couldn't focus when under this much stress. He couldn't use his gift against them. Suddenly more hands were upon him. More hands were feeling him, pushing under the hem of his shorts, up into his shirt, rubbing his calves and inner thighs.
“I guess I'll have to gag you with something a little bigger,†said the man sitting on him. He moaned and sobbed into the hand as he heard a zipper unzip. Suddenly there was a loud screech and a deep, low hum. The van suddenly came to a complete halt, launching everyone forward towards the windshield. There was a moment when he felt weightless as he drifted through the air towards the pile of men behind him. He felt like he was flying. Just before he hit the pile of people, he woke up.
Terry slammed back into the present, his body jolting against the restraints. He cried out, not in terror, but in pain. His whole body ached, as though his spirit had been away for some time and was now back. Donny rushed to his side.
“Terry! Are you okay!?†he said. Terry's eyes closed, his jaw shut tight, his fists clenched. He breathed in labored and pained breaths. “Terry! Speak to me!â€
“It hurts!†he said. “It hurts! Make it stop!â€
“Dean said not to touch you until–â€
“MAKE IT STOP!!!†Terry screamed in pain. Donny slapped a hand to Terry's stomach and unloaded a flurry of positive emotions. A numbness flooded into Terry's body, and suddenly the world had vanished, leaving Terry and Donny together in the void.
“Are you okay Terry?†Donny asked, his voice echoing in the blackness around them.
“I... I'm fine...†Terry muttered. Donny seemed to be glowing with a foggy white aura.
“Good,†he said. Terry could feel the restraints on him, still, but he didn't see them. In fact, he didn't see anything. He only saw his and Donny's spirits. They weren't clothed, but the auras around them blurred them enough to hide any private area. Donny smiled at Terry, who simply stared back. Donny started leaning closer to Terry, his left hand glued to Terry's abs by his psychic powers. His other hand reached up and brushed the strands of hair off Terry's brow.
“D-Donny?†Terry began. “W-what–?†Donny placed his fingers on his free hand gently on Terry's lips.
“Shh. Don't worry about it,†he muttered. He leaned in closer and the hand on Terry's mouth moved out of the way. Donny's eyes closed, but Terry's eyes widened. He didn't understand what was happening. He had never felt like this before. Never felt this warmth, this pull, this yearning. What was going on? Suddenly, he realized that Terry's lips were being touched. He felt Donny kissing him. Terry's gift as a seer activated. He saw through Donny, through what was happening. Massive chains were wrapped around him,embedding themselves under Donny's hand and into Terry's stomach. They were spiraling in twisted knots, coiling through the darkness... and sinking back into Donny's back.
You... Terry thought. You're the link! You're the one who's getting kidnapped! Donny! Wake up! You're bleeding your powers into me! Donny! WAKE UP!
Once again, the darkness was consumed by the office, as Terry and Donny slammed back into their bodies. Donny's lips were still connected to Terry's for a brief moment, but then he pulled back and looked into Terry's eyes.
“What did you say?†he said.
“Donny... I...†Terry stuttered. “I'm flattered... but I'm not... I'm not...â€
“Gay?†Donny finished. “I know. But I can fix that.â€
“Donny, you don't understand,†Terry said. “You can't force people to fall in love with you.â€
“I already have. You're in love with me.â€
“No I...†Terry hesitated. “I... I'm not. You've been using your powers on me when I sleep haven't you?â€
Donny hopped up on the gurney and straddled Terry. “Only a little,†he said.
“Donny, my vision,†he said. “My visions are about you! You've been dumping your powers into me and the bond is making me see the future through you! You're going to be kidna–mmmph!â€
“Shh! Not so loud,†Donny said putting his hand gently on Terry's mouth. “Wouldn't want Dean to hear us.â€
“Mmm! Mmph!†Terry protested. He struggled against his bonds.
“Shh, shh, shh,†Donny said. “You'll be okay. Soon you'll love me.†He stretched his hand forward and touched it to Terry's chest. Terry quickly thought of blocking Donny's power's with his own. His brain thudded against his skull, his eyes burned like gold fire, and suddenly, a wave of energy, followed by a screech and a low hum ripped through the air. Donny was hit by some invisible wall of energy than threw him into the wall opposite of Terry. He felt the chains of the empath snap and crack. They all popped and hissed and he could see them with his mind's eye break and crumble, turning to powder and evaporating.
Donny sat up and looked around the room. When he spotted Terry, he looked down and started crying. “I'm sorry Terry!†he sobbed. “I don't know what came over me.â€
“I do,†Dean said as he entered the office. The boys looked up at the teacher who made his way to Terry and began undoing the straps. “When an untrained empath with as much power as you have, Donny, uses his gift to make someone else change who they are, he loses his grip on the power and it consumes him with primal instincts. In this case: lust.†Terry sat up as Dean undid the straps around his thighs and ankles.
“I'm surprised that you were able to break the link, Terry,†Dean went on. “Donny's the most powerful empath I've ever met. Even while his powers are as raw as they are, it's still incredible to see you undo what has been done.â€
“Y-yeah...†Terry muttered, looking at Donny. “So I guess this is all over?â€
“Not quite,†Dean said. “Donny is still going to be kidnapped.â€
“What do we do?†Terry asked, still staring at Donny, who was staring at the floor.
“Don't worry,†Dean said. “I have a plan.â€