The Misbegotten

I felt my testicles tighten. I ejaculated in the instant I opened my eyes, though I couldn’t see what was happening. Katie’s face was obstructing my view.

She was holding my face with both hands, French kissing me so deep, I swear I could feel her tongue jacking-off my tonsils.

But, there was more.

Someone’s mouth engulfed my throbbing cock to the scrotum.

I couldn’t tell who it was, further down. I couldn’t say who had their hand firmly around my member. I could only feel. It was a mouth, clamped over the entire length of it, flexing and gulping. I continued to shoot my load. This mystery mouth accepted it all. None of my cum fell to the sheets of my bed, not a single drop.

I shook with pleasure and then went limp as if I’d been working out for hours.

Katie pulled away, blinking rapid, like something irritated in her eye. Even in the semi-darkness; I could see she looked bemused. She sat up straight, revealing my girlfriend.

Ramona’s upper body straddled the lower half of my body, her eyes burning through the night air. She looked livid.

I glanced around. My eyes widened when I saw both Leda and Sandy kneeling on the edge of the bed. Each of them wide-eyed, their hands shoved hard against their sexes. It was like they were trying to protect their vaginas against some sort of invader. They were sweating, breathing hoarse.

Sandy was nude above the waist, areoles flushed, her nipples bright pink even in the night. The moment our eyes met, she covered herself, fierce movements, staring back at me looking sick to her stomach.

I saw Tirza next, huddled atop Katie’s bed, against the headboard, her legs underneath her. She was grasping at her vagina much like the other girls. Only she’d managed to stay on the other side of the Loft.

It appeared as though Leda and Sandy were not as strong as she.

“What the fuck was that, Estefan?” demanded Ramona, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“What was what?” I asked, flabbergasted. I had no fucking idea what had just happened.

Katie pushed the side of my head with the butt of her hand, hard enough to make my neck crack. “You were using your Power on us, god dammit!”

Oh shit, she was mad!

“I was?” I asked through a voice that crumbled.

“Y-yes you were,” answered Sandy, her voice even more shaky than mine.

I felt my heart sink to my stomach. Never in a million years had I ever wanted to hurt Sandy. She was always so kind and sweet, and cute. Why would I want to hurt her?

Now, it looked as though I’d done just that. I could tell by her expression, she felt violated.

In fact, they all did.

Fuck!

“What happened?” I tried to ask.

“What the fuck do you think happened?” indicted Ramona. “You fucking forced me to suck your cock until you blasted down my throat like a canon!” She was sitting up now, her arms crossed beneath her breasts, which were bare as well. They were large, round, pale globes with matching round nipples. She didn’t bother to cover up. She was too incensed to care.

“No,” I began. “How did it start?” I tried to keep my voice low, not wanting anger them anymore than I already had.

Katie crossed her legs, resting her arms on her knees. “I was asleep and woke up making out with you.” She shrugged.

To me, she seemed willing to put the whole thing behind her. But, my cousin had her clothes on. And, she hadn’t taken a load of cum to the back of the mouth either. She had less to complain about.

“I was dreaming,” started Leda.

We all turned her way.

She didn’t look the least bit perturbed. Why, out of them all, would she be the one to take the whole thing in stride? Wasn’t she the most indifferent one of the group? Shouldn’t it have bothered her the most? I knew she and coercion were on opposite sides of the pole.

“I don’t remember what I was dreaming about. I just remember it was hot and getting hotter,” she went on, sitting sideways along the edge of the bed. I was shocked to see she was nude, and yet she didn’t seem to notice or mind. “I think I began to strip,” she added with a tilt of her head, one hand indicating her current state.

No, she didn’t give a damn she was butt naked before us all.

Her gorgeous body was on display for us all to see. “And that’s when I woke-up. I was standing here watching the three of you, wanting to join so much.” She peered at me through the dark. Her eyes were big with realization. “I think, if you hadn’t woken up, Eff… I think I would’ve joined.”

“Even though he compelled you to do so?” asked my girlfriend. She was not buying what her long-time friend was selling.

“I don’t think I care,” answered Leda, her voice small. “Not after what I did to him a few days ago.” She played with her hands in her naked, hairless lap. “I discovered too much,” she whispered, speaking to herself, but we all heard.

“Well, I care,” countered Ramona, twisting toward me, her brows arched.

“I do too,” added Sandy, meek. She had found her top and was adjusting it over her ample bosom.

I felt my heart sink again. “Sandy, I am sooo sorry! I never meant to hurt you,” I said in a rush.

With eyes accustomed to the dark, I could see the moisture fill hers.

“I would never hurt you intentionally. You know that, right?” I continued. I felt like an over-used condom, thinned-out and soggy with muck.

She nodded, shrugging at the same time, unable to discern how she felt about me right then.

I felt so remorseful, I choked with it. I was afraid of losing the simple camaraderie I had with Sandy. It was an easy-going, unconditional sort of relationship, filled with innocent flirtations and lots of laughter. There was no way I wanted that diminished between us. No way. Something like that was too hard to find. I didn’t want to lose it now.

“Sandy -,” I started, but small voice cut me off.

“Don’t be so hard on him,” interrupted Tirza. She was the last person on earth I thought would defend me, especially in a situation like this. “You said so yourself, Ramona, Estefan will be extremely powerful as his ‘ability’ matures. He is bound to make some miscues or lose control now and again, right?” She finished by handing Leda the tight fitting top and bottoms she had been wearing when she’d gone to bed earlier.

Leda took them, mouthing “thank you”.

Ramona harrumphed, noisy, but said nothing.

Katie approached me from behind and hugged me about the shoulders.

I sighed with relief.

She wasn’t mad at me, any more, at least. It was one thing to have Ramona mad at me, but my cousin was a whole different ballgame. “Is he stronger now, Mona?” she asked, squeezing me before she planted a chaste peck on the back of my head.

My girlfriend clicked her tongue. “What do you think, Kat? He just dangled me like a marionette and made me suck him off, all while he slept. I’d say he’s way stronger than before.”

There were a few snickers, but no one said much else.

“You just have to learn to control your Mutation, that’s all,” clarified Tirza. She sat near Leda, who had stood and began dressing herself.

I exhaled in resignation. “I hope I can.” My eyes drifted toward Sandy.

She smiled back. It was weak, but still it was a smile. Tirza’s interjection into the conversation appeared to ease some of her ill feelings toward me.

“You will, Effy. You are the smartest person I know,” encouraged Katie, kissing me on the top of my ear.

I felt a surge of warm love explode outward from my chest. My hand strayed upward and covered my cousins’ wrists where they met above my chest. She was the first person I had unconditionally cherished. Now, I was beginning to understand why.

Ramona was gazing at us. I could see some of her anger begin to melt, thankful for Katie’s resolute words. I could see, as I have now for many years, Ramona’s respect for my cousin was towering.

Even in those early days, my girlfriend had begun to rely on her opinion. It was, what I like to call, the mortar that kept her glued together. They would become a formidable team in the future.

“Yeah, you’ll figure it out,” supplied Leda. With confidence, she sat down upon the bed once more.

“…Or we’ll kick your ass,” added Ramona, the first light-hearted tones in her voice.

“Yes, we will,” Tirza agreed. “It took every single ounce of strength I had to keep from crossing the room. If I hadn’t been awake, I think I would’ve come just like the rest of you.”

“You were awake?” asked Sandy, more of her usual self on display.

“Yeah.”

I sat up a little straighter.

“What was it like?” wondered Ramona.

“It was a scent - a strong, pervasive smell that I couldn’t get away from, no matter what I tried.”

“Like skunk spray?” queried Leda, a wicked gleam in her expression.

We all laughed, trying to imagine getting horny off the nasty-ass musk of a skunk.

When the laughter abated, Leda cleared her throat. “Can I sleep with you guys?” she inquired. The way she said it made her sound vulnerable. Not like her at all.

Katie, Ramona and I exchanged quick, nervous glances, unsure what we should do or say.

“I would like to as well,” chimed Sandy. Her voice sounded so fragile, I thought it would shatter into a million pieces.

That seemed to break the indecision. This was about much more than just my cousin, my girlfriend and me. It was about us all. And if that were the case, then we’d have to get over our inhibitions and give over some of the most intimate aspects of our nature. We knew we were much more than mere friends now.

We were family.

“Sure, you all can sleep with us if you want,” replied Katie.

In the end, only Tirza abstained, which didn’t surprise any of us. We all knew there were many things she still needed to work out. The slaughter of her family was no doubt foremost. There was no way any of us were going to pressure her into anything she wasn’t ready to accept.

So, as a group, we asked her if she was okay.

She nodded, a thin smile spread across her lips. It wasn’t one of complete approval, but it was one of acquiescence. She was past judgment. She wouldn’t fight what we would become, even if it meant she wasn’t going to be a full member.

For now, she could live with it.

She went to Katie’s bed and scrambled under the covers.

The rest of us piled onto one another, wiggling and snuggling until we were all comfortable. With arms and legs akimbo, interwoven and touching, we all fell into a dreamless sleep of pure bliss - none, more than me.

It was the first night – at least from a mental perspective – my Synod became distinct, became something tangible.

The Aegis Synod, that protected me at all times, formed.