Rainbow Party

Timothy had been sprawled out on the couch watching one of his favorite anime, when he felt a sharp yank on his balls. He yelped and crashed to the floor as Sally came down the stairs, texting on her phone.

"My friends and I are gunna need to use the basement tonight," she said to her younger brother. "Turn off your weak shit, and clear out."

Timothy got awkwardly to his feet and opened his mouth to protest, but he felt her phantom hand clasp his balls, ready to give him another painful yank. He gulped, and complied, fetching the remote and turning off the TV.

"Are you, um, having a party?" he asked.

"Yes," said Sally, slipping the phone into her pocket and grabbing some fold out chairs laid against the corner. The basement was mostly finished, carpet, coffee table, entertainment center, couch and all, but was still an otherwise sparsely furnished large area. This made the siblings' house the place to go for large parties.

"Mom and Dad said—"

"They aren't here, and you aren't going to tell them shit," said Sally. She turned and glared at her little brother. "And you aren't going to interrupt, you got me?"

Timothy frowned. "Come on, I won't be a pest."

"It's not the kind of party you get to participate in," she said. She pointed to the coffee table. "Move that out of the way," she said as she started setting up the chairs to form a ring with the couch.

"But why?" said Timothy, leaning over to shove the coffee table to the side.

"Because tiny-dick losers don't get to participate in orgies," she said, matter-of-factly.

Tim froze just as he started to move the table. He looked up at her and blinked, jaw dropping. "Uh... o-orgy?" he said.

Sally nodded. "My friends and I want to have fun with our powers," she said. "Jenna just got hers last week, and we've been dying to give them a whirl in a big way. Our dumb-ass boyfriends have no idea what's coming to them."

Tim swallowed nervously, and despite everything, his cock began to grow hard. Jenna, the hottest of his sister's friends now "had her powers." And by "powers", she meant "Sex Magic." That mysterious, utterly bizarre magical ability that was spreading across the world in the last few weeks, granting women strange abilities to control men's cocks and libidos with just their thoughts.

Sally had had hers for three weeks already, and immediately had used them to bully her little brother around. She'd caught him masturbating the same day she'd gotten her abilities, to pictures of her friends no less. She'd immediately notified all her friends and used the magic to pin him down when he was in the shower, taking pictures of his naked body to post on the internet. It was only fair after all, if he was going to be lewd with her friends' pictures, then he should know what it felt like when others were lewd with his.

If that had been all there was to it, however, he might have been able to deal with it. It was true, he was a bit of a creep for jacking off to her friends pictures without their knowledge. Sally, however, had become disturbingly enraptured at the idea of how much power the Magic gave her over men, including the annoying little brother she'd never really liked. She had quickly learned how easy it was to get him to comply with her demands by attacking his balls and cock with her Magic. He'd tried to argue with her, tried to physically fight her, but all she had to do was think, and he was on the ground, writhing in pain or in that unfathomable, brain-melting level of arousal that brought men to their knees.

He couldn't even tell their parents. Every time he tried, something seemed to stop him. He had no idea why. It had to have something to do with the Magic, some kind of psychic hypnosis Sally had put on him. And right now, their parents were on a two-month long stay in Thailand, leaving their eighteen year old son and twenty year old daughter to mind the house. Even if Timothy could e-mail them about it, what could they actually do to stop a girl who could punch his nuts with a thought from the other side of the house?

The thought of all of Sally's friends coming over for a sex party and every single one of them having the Magic, though... He couldn't help it. His cock throbbed at the thought.

"Yeah, like any of my friends are gunna do anything but laugh at your little three-incher," said Sally with a snort. "Now move the table!"

Timothy blushed hotly, angry and humiliated. She wasn't wrong, though. The couple of times he'd seen Jenna or Beverly or Mary, they'd all made a point to look at his crotch and laugh. They all knew by now. And yet, it didn't seem to make them any less hot to him. In fact, it almost made them more hot!

He shoved the table off to the side, and when he turned back, Sally had set up seven of the chairs in a ring between the couch and the TV. Just what kind of orgy were they planning on having?

"Nothing you need to find out," said Sally. She pointed at him. "And don't even think about jacking off in your room while trying to imagine it." She paused, then grinned. "Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. You can't."

Timothy's blush deepened and he grit his teeth, holding back a nasty retort. She hadn't fucking forgot. He knew she was the reason he couldn't masturbate or reach orgasm the past couple weeks. Somehow, she'd found a way to block those things with her Magic. It had been a little over two weeks since his last orgasm, and his balls were beginning to ache!

"You want them to ache more?" said Sally. Timothy shook his head. "Then get the fuck out of here." Obediently, her little brother raced up to his room.

***

The girls arrived first, Jenna, Mary, Beverly, Carla, Patricia, and Joyce all piling into the living room, grinning and giddy. Like Sally, they were all dressed in short shorts and tank tops or tight short sleeve shirts.

"You brought the lipstick?" said Sally.

"Of course!" said Jenna. The tall girl dumped a handful of sticks on the kitchen table, each a different color of the rainbow. "Everyone pick a color!" she said. Being closest to the pile already, she immediately snatched up the classic red.

"Damn it, you got the good color!" said Beverly with a pout. She picked purple.

Mary took blue, Carla took green, Joyce took yellow, Patricia took orange, and Sally took pink. They quickly applied the lipstick and checked themselves in the mirror.

"I still don't see how this is supposed to make a rainbow," said Carla, frowning at the green color. "If we're sucking them, it'll all rub off."

"It's just part of the theme," said Sally. "Besides, the actually rainbow mark we leave will be done with Magic anyway."

"So why even bother with the lipstick?" Carla said.

"Because its fun!" said Beverly, who was starting to think purple was a much cooler color than red anyway.

"Hey, you guys hear that?" said Joyce, tilting her head up and to the side, as if trying to listen for something. The other six girls paused, similarly tilted their heads, and grinned. The strange power of Sex Magic let them sense man's erections as a sort of psychic humming sound in their minds. It wasn't real sound, of course, but it was the closest analogy. And right now, they could "hear" a set of rapidly approaching cocks that were heading their way.

"Looks like the party's almost here!" said Mary, grinning wickedly. The girls all laughed and finished applying their lipstick.

***

Brad, Rodger, Chad, Ryan, Todd, Joe, and Frank had all been invited to what their girlfriends had called a "Rainbow Party", over at Sally's house. All coming from the same college nearby, the guys carpooled over to where their incredibly hot girlfriends were setting up what promised to be one hell of a night.

It was hard to say that any of them thought much of their girls as anything more than good lays; most of the couples had shacked up for the first time at the same frat party, drunkenly hooking up for quick fucks in various places around the frat house. For most of them, it was less a relationship and more a friends with benefits situation. Sure, the girls sometimes tried to nag them about being more serious, but none of them particularly cared about such things. They were the sort of guys who were happy getting a blowjob on demand, and maybe he'd buy her dinner afterwards.

And this Rainbow Party was supposed to be the ultimate blowjob fest. Joe had looked it up; the term originally referred to a party in which girls with different colored lipstick went around a circle of guys, sucking them until each guy had a "rainbow" of lipstick colors on their cocks. Brad, Rodger, and Ryan had all participated in threesomes before, and Frank had once gotten a double blowjob from two drunk girls at a club. Each of them was keen to top these accomplishments, and the best part was it was even the girls' idea.

Brad couldn't help but grin. He'd been thinking about dumping Sally recently, anyway. She was always complaining that he didn't do enough to reciprocate the pleasure, that he fell asleep right after he shot off and left her unsatisfied. "Ain't my fault you take too long," he'd say. She'd scowl and leave in a huff, but she always came back for his massive cock. So she had no one but herself to blame, but she kept nagging him, and even her tight pussy was starting to not feel worth it.

When Sex Magic had suddenly swept through the campus, however, he suddenly found himself the target of a lot of girls' ire. For some reason, this strange power was letting all the dumb bitches he'd fucked read his mind and do weird things to his cock to punish him. Sally, however, had been more than happy to take him in and protect him from the other girl's retaliations.

She was still a nag, though. So he put up with her for now, but the moment he found a better girl to shack up with, the sooner he could dump her for real.

He couldn't help but grin, though, feeling his cock start to grow as he approached her house. On the other hand, if she kept coming up with great ideas like this Rainbow Party, maybe sticking with her wouldn't be so bad after all.

***

"They're here, they're here!" said Beverly, jumping with excitement.

"No shit, we can sense their cocks!" said Joyce, and they laughed.

The girls had been quickly comparing tips and notes, but now lined up at the door, in approximately the same order their boyfriends were approaching. Sally opened the door, and as each guy came in, the girls didn't even give them a chance to say hello, using their magic to grasp their bodies and yank them inside, where they embraced and kissed deeply.

"Jeez, hello to you to!" said Joe to Carla.

Carla giggled, seeing a bit of her lipstick already left over on his lips. It was, she supposed, a fair enough way to mark which guy belonged to who. After tonight, such distinctions might otherwise get confusing. "No talking, boys!" she said, grabbing Joe by the hand and leading him to the basement. "Let's get right down to it!"

"No complaints here!" said Frank, grinning at Jenna, who gave him a sensual kiss that left his cock tenting his pants.

The jumble of twenty-somethings made for quite a procession as they went down the stairs while still halfway embracing, then madly stripped as they got to the seating area.

Brad pulled Sally's naked form to him and started to passionately kiss down her neck, gasping her breast with his large, firm hand.

"Hey, woah, not so fast!" Sally put a finger on his chest and pushed him back. The Magic suffused her touch, allowing her dainty little finger to easily push back a man who was built like a linebacker. Brad flushed slightly, especially as he heard a few of the other guy's chuckle.

"Damn, Brad, she's just a girl!" said Chad in his thick drawl. "Don't let her push you around like that!"

Joyce pinched his ass and he yelped and jumped, more surprised then hurt, but still startled by the little extra electric zap sensation she sent with the pinch. Everyone laughed and Chad sobered up a bit.

Sally clapped her hands. "Alright, boys, on the seats!"

Brad took the initiative, and sat down on the seat in front of the couch, slouching a bit to allow maximum access to his cock. None of the guys were particularly bashful being nude around each other. After all, they all had impressive tools to show off, and there was a smoking hot girl for each of them.

"Uh, why can't we sit on the couch," said Joe with a frown.

"We don't want to stain it!" Jenna said. The girls laughed at this and the guys chuckled along, though they had the feeling they were missing something. Still, what did it matter when their dicks were about to get wet? They all sat down in the ring and the girls slid into place between their legs.

"Okay, boys, get ready for the best BJs of your lives!" said Carla, grinning. "But absolutely no cumming until we each get a turn on you!"

The guys chuckled with "yeah, right" expressions, already planning on just grabbing their heads and forcing them to swallow their cum when things got too hot. However, the girls just grinned wickedly at their thoughts.

"And just to make sure you don't spoil it," said Jenna. She tapped Rodger on the chest, and the stud suddenly felt invisible hands lock his arms, legs, into place. Each girl did the same to her man.

"Hey!" said Brad. "What the hell?"

"We don't want you guys to spoil things by trying to end things too quick!" said Sally. "We plan on taking our time with this! And we expect you guys to hold out!"

Several of them groaned in annoyance, but those groans quickly silenced as hot female mouths closed over their cocks. Very quickly, none of them were complaining!

***

Just a week ago, Mary, who'd been the most insatiable about learning the ins and outs of the Magic as more and more women tested its limits, had discovered the trick to making sex more pleasurable for the woman via direct absorption of the Lust Energy men generated when they were aroused and stimulated. Men's energy already felt good by default, a warm, pleasant euphoria that refreshed, energized, and made a woman feel happy just basking in it. However, by opening up certain mystical receptors in her own body, and channeling them through her nerves in a certain way, a woman could allow herself to experience pleasure on a level equal to that of what they could magically invoke in men's bodies.

Put simply, this trick allowed a woman to experience exquisite sensations of sexual pleasure, to the point of intense orgasms, just from touching a man who was hard and being teased. The more pleasure the man experienced, the more pressure he'd built up from being held back from climax, the greater this euphoric feedback felt.

Each of the girls had found their current lovers wanting. Big, handsome, well-endowed, each of these guys was the prototypical jock playboy all the honeys got wet over, and who looked good on their arms. They were not, however, very attentive lovers. They were the sort of guys so used to getting easy pussy, that they just thought being inside a girl was all it took to satisfy her.

Yes, they were huge, and yes, despite what nice girls might say, size did matter, but only up to a point. But even a man with a vibrating horse cock that was ribbed for her pleasure wasn't very satisfying if he didn't know how to use it.

Well, this time, the girls were going to have the pleasure of cumming first. And second. And third. And however many more until they were satisfied, while the guys were going to wait their turns for once. And right when their dumb boy brains were boiling in their skulls from the need, then that's when they'd find out the Rainbow's real purpose!

***

Brad always thought it was dumb when the models in the videos would moan while they were doing stuff to the guys. Like clearly the models themselves weren't being simulated so why were they making sex noises? However as he watched the girls around them he swore they were being authentic. The way they swarmed and shivered and moaned it was like they really were being stimulated just by touching the guys. In fact he swore a few of them are actually having orgasms. Not that he had much experience with female orgasms, but he had the feeling that they weren't faking it just to give the guys a show.

It seemed weird, but he supposed he didn't really care. As long as he was getting dick sucked, the dumb girls could do whatever they liked. He just wished they would quit fucking around with the teasing and just slurp down his load already! It was embarrassing, but he found he was having to fight the urge to moan and squirm as they kept sucking him, but stopping before he could pop. He knew part of the gimmick was that each girl was supposed to have a turn on his cock, but he wasn't sure he could wait that long at this rate!

Already, Joyce had done an undulating trick with her tongue that didn't even seem natural, but left him breathless. Carla had done this delicate little scrape along the head with her upper teeth that sent stinging sparks of pleasure shooting down his down until his knees were shaking. Sally did some terribly wicked trick where she placed the palm of one hand on his cock head and the other on his balls, and he could actually feel the Sex Magic energy pulsing through his organ, flowing back and forth and making his cock ultra-sensitive. Then she would simply flick her tongue in delicate quick licks along his shaft that made his cock clench hard, each little lick shooting him to the edge of release like a bottle-rocket. He was astounded he hadn't cum yet already!

He was starting to overheat, and the next girl who stopped too soon, he was seriously going to grab her by the hair and force her to stay his cock until he shot cum down her throat. He didn't care that his hands were locked down with Magic. The strength of insanity brought on by sheer need would surely let him break through it!

***

Right above the party, on the ground floor, Timothy lay on the floor of the bathroom next his bedroom, his head resting near the vent that connected directly to a vent in the basement. Through this air tunnel he could hear with near perfect clarity the orgy he had been forbidden from participating in. He was only partially stretched out on a rug, and dressed in a loose shirt and gym shorts, but even where the cool tile of the floor touched his skin, it did little to soothe the burning hot erection he had, listening to the sounds of female pleasure. He didn't even care that some of those moans were coming from his sister; there were six other smoking hot girls down there, all of whom he'd masturbated furiously to thoughts and pictures of before.

It physically pained him that nice guy like him was left cold and alone while those fucking meatheads got to experience sex with the hottest girls in school! Just because they were all muscles and slick hair, and some of them came from money, and their cocks were much bigger (if his sister and her friends claims' were true), the girls dropped their panties for them, even after being treated like shit!

Meanwhile, he was still a virgin, now unable to even touch himself because his sister was a bitch, and she got her friends to laugh at his dick! For some reason, even as the girls magic let them see how much he appreciated their beauty, worshipped them even, they still wanted nothing to do with him. All he could do was suffer in silence, magically made chaste, his balls aching, his tiny cock painfully hard, wanting to cry from how badly he wanted a girl to touch him. Physically or through their weird magic, he didn't even care, he dying to feel anything! Listening through the vent was the closest he could come, and he could not stop himself from such a pitiful and shameful act of spying.

***

Sally, of course, could very easily sense her brothers painfully hard cock right through the ceiling. He must have been really out of his mind to think he wasn't going to get caught. Or maybe he didn't care. That or he thought she and her friends would be too busy with the guys to notice one more erection in a crowd.