The Magic of a Touch

"Lucky. That would show those members that I had some magic in me."

"You do, Jeremy, you do." He said something in their fluting language and then grinned at Jeremy. "Bring out your containers." Curious he did so and the fae swarmed him, but not to hurt. They shook their wings over the jar and into it settled the fine dust that not many could ever hope to collect, and it was in such quantities that he would never have to collect anymore for years. "And if you come back to this grove they will give you more."

"Thanks. Really, this will go quite a long way with the committee." One sprite female came and sat on his shoulder and stroked his ear a few times before flying off. "Was that a good thing?"

"Very, actually. Any dark fae who sees that mark, and no one can except them, will aide you." Jeremy was shocked. "Maybe you have a touch of what I have yourself."

"Me? Nope. All I got is one good spell. Good to make others happy." Fred shrugged and they got back in the boat. The rest of the trip was full of odd sights and smells. But like all good things in Jeremy's life it came to an end. Red pulled up to the northern docks of the fens and Jeremy got out. "Thanks Fred."

"No problem. What was that spell that was good for others, by the way?" Fred laughed when he heard what it was. "I could use that spell. It would make mom so happy to know I had mad her so upset to bed a normal girl."

"You try though."

"I do. Is it really that potent? I mean hags are immune to a lot of curses and enchantments, especially ones dealing with matters of love and lust."

Jeremy nodded. "I wouldn't cast it on a friend. It's that strong." Fred held out his hand. "Nope, not gonna do it. I use it to defend myself only. No one can attack you when they're thinking about sex."

"Really? Normals do it all the time. They call it rape." Jeremy looked shocked an appalled. "But I can respect your warning." Without warning Fred began to cast a spell. Jeremy's eyes flew open wide in shock. He scrambled to get out of range since it was such a short ranged spell and he felt it go off behind him, just behind him.

"What are you doing?"

"Being a good hagson. Mom needs some virgin blood for a potion and yours will do nicely." Jeremy chanced a look back and saw Fred had a knife out and was running after him. "Stand still and I will make it quick and painless."

"Are you insane!?" Jeremy flicked a gesture backwards and heard Fred slip because if the grease spell.

"Cantrips?" Fred laughed and its sound made Jeremy shudder. Then Jeremy could not move a muscle. He looked down but could see nothing. A binding spell! He was not strong enough to break one of those. "That's better. Now where was I? Oh yes, the blood." Fred came around the front of him and grabbed his hand. Bad move on his part, Jeremy thought and cast his spell without thinking. Fred's eyes came up to his. "That is potent." The binding spell fell apart and Jeremy fell to the grass. That was as far as he got as Fred got on top of him.

"What..." Jeremy knew though. There was no suitable person to relieve Fred's urge...so he would take Jeremy. "No, please,"

"This will only hurt for a moment. Relax." Fred reached down and began to fondle Jeremy's groin. It was not rough but gentle, yet Jeremy was shocked and began to fight back with whatever he could. No magic seemed to work against the hagson and he was a lot bigger than Jeremy physically. He gave up. Once Fred was done he would leave him alone. "That's better. Lets get these pants off you. I hate button flies by the way." Fred's knife hovered there when released and he used both hands to remove Jeremy's pants. When they were down and off Fred looked at his dick. "Now that is something. How come a short guy like you has a dick like that?"

"Huh?" Jeremy was so confused. Why would Fred want to have sex with him and then not get to it?"

"Unless I'm completely wrong that thing is very thick huh. Like bigger than your wrist?" Jeremy couldn't really make sense of what was going on until Fred wrapped his hand around his dick. He began to slowly stroke it, his hands feeling very foreign to the young man who had never once felt the urge to do this. The Sorcerer looked down in shock as his dick began to get hard...and it started to feel really good. "Mmm, nice. You are a thick one. Might not be long but that would stretch out a hole nicely." Fred's hand slid up and down the length, pulling back the foreskin and playing with the tip. Jeremy gasped and trembled at the unaccustomed touch of a hand. "Is this the first time you've ever felt anything sexual?" Jeremy nodded, too awed to speak. Was this a spell? Was Fred using magic to make him feel this good? The way the skin would glide over the tip, held there by Fred's hand, Gods above this was magic! "A true virgin, Mom will be pleased...and so pissed at me for doing this to you."

"Do...doing what?" Jeremy asked.

"This," Fred said holding up a vial filled with blood, Jeremy's blood painlessly taken, "and this." He said it as he lowered his mouth to Jeremy's full erection, which was thicker around than its average six inch length. Jeremy groaned when Fred began to give him a blowjob. The feel of Fred's mouth made Jeremy's back arch in surprise and then his entire body go limp as the sensations echoed inside him. Never had anything felt so good, not even the best meal. "You taste so good."

"What are you doing to me?"

"It's called a blowjob. No magic involved, just sexual stimulation. Like it?" Jeremy nodded. "Just lay back and enjoy it then." Jeremy moaned when Fred went back to what he was doing. While Fred bobbed up and down, he used his tongue to slip around the foreskin and head and his hand was fondling Jeremy's full nuts. There was something so amazing about his mouth that had Jeremy feeling hot inside, like there was something he had been missing and was now getting it in full. Jeremy never knew something like this was possible. He knew what sex was but never experienced even the urge to do it. Now though! He hoped he could find someone willing to do this blowjob thing again.

There was the strangest urge to explode from his dick. It felt like his entire being was going to come out of him. "Fred, what's going on? What...oh Gods above!" Jeremy felt himself surge forward and into Fred's mouth, who was moaning and seemed to be swallowing him. It was a euphoric feeling and one he could not explain. Yet when it ended he felt more alive, felt energy coursing through his veins at such a volume that he felt he would explode. "What was that?"

"Your first orgasm." Fred looked up at him and then stood, taking off his pants to show his own erection. Longer than Jeremy's, it was a lot skinnier. "But now we need to handle this."

"I don't know how." And for some reason Jeremy wanted to know how. Something in him wanted to know.

"I know how. Just turn over on your stomach."Jeremy did without wasting a moment. There was a small splash of magic and then he felt Fred lay atop him and his dick in his butt crack. "This may hurt a bit, but it will feel very good too."

"Like eating too much and being very full."

Fred chuckled. "Yes, full is a great way to describe it." Then he slipped in that virgin hole. Jeremy screamed out in pain and tried to get away, but Fred had him pinned. He wasn't moving at all, just laying there. "Relax, Jeremy, relax. Go into a meditative trance and concentrate on what you feel other than pain."

It was almost instinctual. His mind shut down the pain receptors and then he could feel himself relaxing. First his back which had tensed, then his legs and neck, arms and feet and hands. Then that last part where the pain had been. He could feel Fred slowly easing in and out and while there was no pain there was no real pleasure either. But there was something growing, a feeling like that blowjob only smaller. Fred changed his rhythm and angle and then Jeremy moaned again, his dick jumping to full hard under him. "There you go. There's the spot. Now concentrate on that feeling." Jeremy did with all his might and kept himself from feeling anything else. Only that feeling of Fred now furiously pumping in and how it felt similar to the blowjob remained. "Oh baby you are so damn tight. Gods I love fucking virgins." Jeremy wondered if those virgins he had been fucking, whatever that was, had enjoyed it as much as he was.

Again Jeremy felt that pressure building inside, only this time it was much stronger. It came from deeper in his core and flowed through him like a speeding river down a dry gorge, cleansing all the debris away in its path to the sea. Only this sea was not full at all and that tide was having to fill dry and barren land within him. Jeremy hissed at the strange stirring within him but it was overpowered by his second orgasm rushing from him. Vaguely he could hear Fred crying out in ecstasy as he spilled his load deep in Jeremy's guts, but he didn't care. Gods above this felt wonderful.

All too soon Jeremy felt Fred pull out and then get off him. "You okay, champ?"

"I feel really funny." Jeremy felt another splash of magic and felt his bottom was now cleaner. "I guess there would be a mess huh." He stood shakily and pulled up his pants after cleaning his front with a cantrip. "I don't know what to say, Fred. I've never done that with anyone before." His clothes were dirty but he didn't care. "It was...was...was. I don't know the words."

"I liked it too." Fred kissed him softly on the lips. "And that spell you cast didn't affect me at all."

"Huh? Then why did you just fuck me?"

"I think you're cute and wanted to be your first."

"Cute? Me? I'm ugly. I'm short and skinny and can't cast spells and I'm not cute." Jeremy knew this cause his entire life he had been told what a waste he was. Everyone but his mom that is and she had not seen him since he had been enrolled at the Academy four years ago.

"You are, believe me. And when you reach your majority and your change all those people who said you aren't will hate themselves." Fred kissed him again.

His change. Every natural born spellcaster went through a drastic physical change to announce to the world they were close to really getting some serious power. All of his siblings had it near the age of puberty. One had rock hard skin made of diamond. Another sister was eight feet tall with a thirty foot wingspan of feathers. His mother had actually gotten shorter but had literal stars in her eyes. Miniature galaxies were what her eyes were made of. "Are you sure the spell didn't affect you? Maybe your brain? Cause I'll never reach my change just like I'm not cute."

Fred laughed. "Very sure. You never knew guys can like guys?" Jeremy shook his head. "You need to spend a year in the normal world. It would blow your mind." Jeremy looked alarmed. "It's a saying meaning it will surprise you a lot." One last time Fred kissed him. "Now go show those committee guys you are your mother's son." There was a burst of acrid smoke and when it cleared Fred was gone.

"Huh." Jeremy shook his head and gathered the rest of the ingredients. His meeting Fred had opened him up in many ways and made him more confused than ever before. Guys could like guys? But that went against breeding...didn't it? Throwing up his hands he shook his head. Then he walked back to the Academy knowing his test was scheduled for last since they knew he could not cast a teleport spell.

He got there sooner than even he expected and he had to wait until the last student was done. The Clerical student came out with her head hung low and did not even look up when she passed Jeremy. "Umm, can I get your help," he asked and she looked up with red rimmed eyes. "I got hurt during my trial and I was wondering if you could heal me?"

"Better ask an actual Cleric, not one who flunked her exam."

"Those Clerics are all too busy for me. Besides, it's only a little hurt and I shouldn't go bothering those needed for major healing." She looked at him sadly. "Please? I have to go in their when they call and I'll be expelled if I don't go in."

"Oh. Okay, if you trust a failure." Jeremy nodded and she came over to delve him for injuries, using magic to find anything wrong. "Do I want to know?" she asked quietly and he shook his head. With a shake of her she healed the pain he had in his bottom and a few other minor things.

"Thanks so much. There should be more healers adept at the minor ills and aches like you. Maybe you could get a job doing just that. Healer to the minorly injured." He could see her thinking it over. Rather than saying good bye she left deep in thought.

"Very savvy of you Jeremy," said the head of the committee. "A lot of talent in that girl but no drive, no calling. Yet now I saw something in her just then. She'll think about what you said." Jeremy stood when he was waved in and went to take his customary spot in the judging circle, a magical protection ring inlaid in the floor that no magic can travel out of...to prevent accidents. Yet they had not keyed it. They knew he could not cast and knew he was a whiz at potions so did not feel they needed to. "Jeremy Dream-Mender, this is your last chance to pass or you will be sent home. Is there anything you would like the council to know about before we start."

"Only that I am my mother's child." Even he did not know why he said it. It felt right to say it though. They nodded and noted his words cryptic though they were. "I have brought the ingredients I was sent for but would like to get the council's approval to try an experiment."

"Such as?"

"While on my trial I was able to procure some dark sprite dust as well as some sprite dust. I would like to see what happens if I use the dark instead of the light." He was curious as to what may happen since he was only making a minor healing salve and little could go wrong. They keyed the circle and gestured. Mixing the ingredients in order, but substituting the dust, he watched the salve take on a vile green mixture rather than the rosy pink it should have been. When nothing explosive happened they lowered the circle and he presented the mixture for the council to judge.

"We know you can make the healing salve, Jeremy so you don't have to make that for us. This however will take a bit of study." They handed the vial down to the best potions brewer there.

He cast a few spells on it and then looked mildly amused. "Ladies and gentlemen I believe our young Sorcerer has found the simplest way you can make a lethal poison strong enough to kill a wyvern." They looked suitably impressed. "Deceptively simple too no one would ever think of it. If nothing else, I believe his name can be entered as having brewed a new potion for dragon hunting." The corner of Jeremy's mouth twitched in a smile. "This will not help you pass the practical portion of your exam, but it shows that magic may not be your strong suit, but the studious arts are. If nothing else I would like to take you on as my personal assistant for the coming term. Not even your siblings got that offer from any instructor."

Jeremy felt a flush of accomplishment. "I don't know what to say, sir. Thanks. If all thing go south here then I would love to help you in potions."

The head nodded. "Very well. Just for the sake of courtesy and tradition we will raise the circle again. Please let us know if you expect similar results sooner rather than later." Jeremy grinned, knowing they did not mean to insult him but did not want to waste any more time.

When circled flared to life Jeremy entered his trance to access his very small energy reserves. He cast all the cantrips as was necessary. Then he reached deeper for that well of power that was supposed to be there...and found a sea of raw power where a wall once was. Jeremy looked up at the committee and they gasped, seeing his blood red eyes shining as he cast a fireball the size of a house when it was only supposed to get no larger than a small horse. The circle held of course but they were stunned. They had not see a spell that large since...since his mother had done her exams. The next was a simple cone of frost that was more like a hail storm, a thin bolt of lightning was an entire fork. Spell after spell was cast until Jeremy fell to his hands and knees panting with exhaustion. Never had he cast those spells, not once, and now he had them flawless.

"Child...what did you do?" His eyes had returned to their normal green when he looked up. Jeremy shook his head. "There was nothing differently you did since the last exam?"

Jeremy looked confused. His entire life had been the same...except Fred. "I...uh...don't know if it matters really, but I...I lost my virginity today."

Their reactions were so comical he would have laughed. Talk flew quickly about this odd thing. "He is his mother's son."

"He said it as such."

"Does such a thing run in families?"

Jeremy watch in confusion and got fed up when they did not heed his trying to ask a question. His temper snapped, his eyes going blood red again, and a deafening thunder clap sounded in the room. All talk silenced and they looked around for the culprit until they realized that their student was glaring and tapping his foot. "I was asking a question," he said testily which was out of character. He was a sweet boy.

"Pardon our babbling, Jeremy. Your question?"

"Why?" was all he asked and they looked astonished. "Why does my loss of my virginity have anything to do with my casting spells?" Had he known he would have lost it years ago.

"You, like your mother, seem to be a tantric caster. You get your energy from...sex." Jeremy grinned and then laughed aloud.

"You mean the only reason I had never been able to cast spells was I was a virgin?" They nodded as one. "Huh. Well, Fred did say I was my mother's son. Guess that's what he meant."

"Since you have far exceeded our expectations of your casting, we hope you will accept our apology as to not finding the cause for previous exams' failing for it was on our part. They will of course be stricken from you record." He was only allowed three fails on exams and now they were gone!

Jeremy nodded. "How could you know? I mean I never heard of such a thing and I read a lot."

"There has only been one other and that was your mother." Jeremy had not thought about this in that light and it answered many thing about his mother's twenty-two children from fourteen men. She was a slut because that was the source of her power, sexual intercourse. "So, having passed this exam you are awarded a two week holiday and a passing grade into...apprentice?" They committee nodded unanimously.

Jeremy's jaw dropped. He had gone from novice, skipped acolyte, and right into apprentice! He knew he had all the spells in his head, he just never had been able to cast them. "Me? An apprentice?"

"Yes, and I hope you will still accept my offer to apprentice with me," asked the potions master. Jeremy nodded vehemently.

"Will I still take herbology and rune?"

"More now since you need to make up for the lost classes from advancement. You will have to find the time for a double work load." A double load? Jeremy was in heaven. No time for people to tease him, no time to get bored, no time to wish he was not a failure. "And Hermes I do hope you will not work the boy too hard considering the circumstances."

"No, he will not find me a harsh master. So, my apprentice, go to the registry for your apprenticeship robes which I only ask you wear when I want you to work beside me in class." Jeremy nodded like that was a fair compromise. "Scat, and have a good holiday." Jeremy bowed out and left at a run. Those few still in the campus quad wondered why he was so happy. "I passed!" he screamed at the top of his lungs and more than a few were surprised.

One was the Captain of the team. Erich did not seem too happy right then even though he got laid. "So you scraped by somehow. That won't stop me from turning you into a toad for that little hex you put on me." The jerk began casting a spell.