Chapter 11

My stomach had settled by the time we had climbed Morris Street up to Gerard Hall. The city needed to clear the sidewalks better than they did. Focused as I was on Vickie’s minds, I had slipped and fallen hard.

I hopped, I toughed it out. My wrist had been guarded by my parka sleeve and I was bleeding through my jeans. I swatted snow off my knees as I looked at Vickie.

Her fast mind was a straight fourteen. Her slow mind was a generous seven. I frowned. The lights lit up. 4. 5. and our floor.

I slipped out as soon as the door was partly open, rushing ahead of Vickie. I pulled my hoods up. There were too many people in the hall. I felt ravenous. Horny and hungry. Starved for affection and calories. Horngry? I couldn’t explain it but it wasn’t one, the other, or both. It was something chimeric.

Combine that with a stomach full of butterflies and a half-liquid spine. I didn’t know what I was doing. I was down the hall. Lynsey’s door was closed. I knocked.

Vickie hit me in a siderush hug as Lynsey opened the door. I yanked Vickie’s arm off my stomach and slid my sneaker forward.

“One minute.” I said, grabbing and throwing Vickie behind me at my locked dorm room. I bounced my keys off the door over her head and she caught them with two wild swipes and knees nearly bent to the hallway tiles.

“Jordan, I asked you for one thing,” Lynsey had said. My toes shrieked from her door bouncing off my toes. I shoved a shoulder into her door. She walked backwards. Her mind was an ice cold one. I shut the door behind me.

“I have a superpower,” I said. “You’re the first person I wanted. The first person I used it on. The first person I learned about myself with. I’m not giving you up.”

“Good,” Lynsey said, slapping her hands on her hips. “Give up her.” She sniffed and pointed with her nose past my elbow and behind me.

She tried to look intimidating. It was difficult for a short and petite girl. Her face was too cute to really get angry. Her dark brown eyes and fair brown hair looked too soft for the pit bull impression she was attempting. The thin flannel pajamas made her look even younger, girlish, and unconfident.

If she had wanted to be dangerously attractive, that she could pull off.

“You noticed how I haven’t grabbed your brain yet?”

“You’re gonna play with my heart?”

“Everyday,” I said.

“Everyday?” she whispered, shocked into a blush by my forcefulness.

“Lynsey, after two weeks, I’m going to be your boyfriend,” I said. “Your one and only.”

The smile that hit her lips crashed as her heart finished its beat. She had nearly jumped to a three. She frowned.

“I hate her.”

“I don’t care,” I said. “I mean, I care that you two have problems. I care enough to know you’re going to work it out. I care about you. I care about her. I don’t care that it’s going to be hard.”

I walked by her and flopped down on her bed. She frowned at me and sat at my hip.

“What’d she do?”

“I dunno! she just pisses me off. Everything’s a fight, she hates it when I try to give her the right answer when she says something completely stupid. She’s in love with you and you’re all the way up in my heart. I’m not letting someone in there that could push me out.”

“She has as much chance pushing you out as you have pushing her out,” I said. I sighed. “Fox is in the hospital. Poisoned. Like I was.”

“When you were too stupid to go to–” She frowned. She hissed, I think there was a minus one in the air. I frowned. Her brain was spinning in such a messed up discordant fashion. I tried to use my power like brake pads. Squaring up a deck after a riffle shuffle. Stopping a coin that’s spinning and teetering on a table.

I was flying in the dark, slamming off walls, no clue what I was doing. I was worried she was fragile ready to crack like Kitty was born or I had done to Vickie. I got her together. She put a hand over her heart and breathed heavily.

“There’s going to be two of you?”

“I dunno, maybe?” I said. “Maybe we can practice and figure out how to do things.”

She stabbed me with a finger. “I’m not going to be shared with your friend! I’m not a party slut cheerleader piece of shit!”

“Um...” I frowned. “No. I want that less than you do.” I considered it and shook my head. “God no. You’re mine. Vickie. Paula ... Fuck, Marie. He’s gonna want her back?”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Lynsey punched my chest and rolled over me straddling my hips. Her flannel on my denim. She was warming herself up to a five. To a six. I smiled. She sat down softly on my hardening cock. “He comes for any of your girls, you shut him down. I need to know that I’m safe. I’m yours.”

“I think I’d literally fight him,” I said. “You know, if he gets superpowers and not brain damage.”

“Maybe your superpowers are brain damage,” Lynsey said. She looked at her door and slowed to a three. She looked down at me and dropped to a one. “Ramp me way up. I wanna be stupid when we go over there.”

“Do we need to talk more?”

“Why? You’re the only person who can change another person’s mind,” Lysney sighed. “I’m not licking her pussy. I’m not doing anything on camera.”

“You know, it’s not really sexy like this.”

“It will be when,” she punched me in the bottom of the ribs. “you.” punch, “turn,” punch, “on the fucking sexy!”

OK, that intensity was sexy.

I settled my hands on her knees. I twisted her up. She slowly built to a ten. Her shoulders drooped. Her smile softened. She played with her hair. I rubbed her thighs and she slowly scissored her legs rolling her crotch up and down on mine.

Was this enough?

“Ready for Vickie?”

She dropped instantly to a seven.

“Fuck! No. Sorry. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize for honesty,” I was trying to say. I was spinning her brain back up again. Her door flung inwards.

“Heard my name!” Vickie swaggered in. Her winter clothes were gone. Her nipples pricked bralessly through her thin tee. Her hips swung in their painted on jeans.

Lynsey flicked her eyes at Vickie, rolling down the other petite brunette and lingering on throat, tits, and legs. Lynsey spun up to an eleven.

“I think I can do this,” she said.

I looked at Vickie. Two minds, spinning opposite. A five and a nine. I could work well with the nine. The five would be enough one on one. Her minds spun opposite Lynsey.

I lifted the girl up and climbed to my feet. She hooked her heels together on the back of my belt. Vickie dropped to a four, still a nine. I kissed Lynsey and rushed her through the hall, Vickie had thankfully left my door open. I slung Lynsey off my hips and set her bouncing across my mattress. She rolled up on her hip.

“Just give me fifteen seconds with Vickie’s brains.”

“A man who finishes in fifteen seconds?” Lynsey frowned, but I could feel the play inside her mind as she acted. “Not what I signed up for.”

I reached behind me, grabbed Vickie, and pulled the door shut.

There were other minds in the hallway. I didn’t care, with my hoods up I put Vickie into focus and let the others fog out. I pushed her flat against my door, lips nearly on hers. Her eyes instinctually closed. Her posture opened. Her hands went to my ribs.

I focused on the fast brain. Fourteen was as high as I would go. I didn’t waste any breath or time. I yanked that shit like I was starting a chainsaw. Her eyes gleamed and her smile melted, making it difficult to kiss her awake. I turned the knob and she stumbled backwards. I grabbed her hips, spinning her, marching her forward.

This was it.

This was for all of the marbles.

I kicked the door closed behind me. I yanked off my jacket and hoodie. I was kicking off my shoes and stepping on my heels to kick away my socks. I was unhooking my belt before my shirts were off my head and I had an open scan of the room.

Three brains. Two girls. Lynsey in her pjs sitting bolt upright on my bed. She always had great posture. Vickie in a caveman slouch smiling dumbly in the dead center of the room. Three brains.

I really couldn’t tell which was which. Lynsey’s brain was turning at a nine, like Vickie’s slow brain. But there was no sense of direction.

They were spinning in sync...

Vickie and Lynsey were spinning opposite when I had opened Lynsey’s door.

Who had changed?

What–

“Are you going to stand there looking stupid or are you going to take your pants off?” Lynsey asked.

That was the kick I needed.

I opened my belt, unbuttoned, and unzipped. I thrust my jeans down towards my bare feet.

“I like his chest...” Vickie said dumbly.

“I’m more of an ass-girl.”

“Promise?” I asked. Lynsey burnt fire truck red. The door opened behind me.

“You can’t just do that to a girl!” Avril, our floor RA, threesome in the shower with Lynsey said, slipping in behind me and closing the door. Vickie rose up to a ten and a fifteen. Lynsey dropped to an eight. And now there was a twelve.

These are all estimates. I was guessing from where I had pegged the girls I had in my bedroom.

I turned. Avril was dressed for bed. She didn’t wear total cover flannel PJs like Lynsey. Avril grinned, wearing a sheer red nightgown that fell just below the black panties she had mismatched to it.

It was a gorgeous mismatch.

I frowned. I grinned. I beamed.

“Fourway?” I asked.

“Hell yeah!” Vickie said.

“Get naked you drooling imbecile,” Lynsey said.

“You don’t have to tell me twice!” Vickie said, yanking off her top.

“I shouldn’t have to tell you at all,” Lynsey growled.

“You’re still wearing your–”

Avril was interrupted by Lynsey’s fingers flying at the buttons of her top. I slid my boxers the rest of the way down.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Avril said. “I like to give a gift that’s wrapped.”

She dragged herself across me. I urged her over and brought her up to kiss her.

This isn’t what I wanted. OK, in the abstract, this was everything I wanted. What I planned to have wanted was a chance to smooth out the static between Lynsey and Vickie.

I was ravenous though.

Sex.

Food.

There wasn’t any food in the room.

I had to consume.

Avril grinned as she broke my kiss. The hot Vietnamese girl was two years older than the rest of us. I thrust her back to where Lynsey sat. Lynsey was lifting her ass, sliding her bottoms and underwear down and away. A naked Vickie hit me.

I pulled Vickie to me. Kissed her like I had Avril, wetly and passionately, but for only a few seconds. I tossed her to the bed. She fell face first, wedging Avril and Lynsey apart.

“Her first?” Lynsey asked. A mind wobbled up and down. I decided to focus only on the fifteen. The last thing I wanted was Vickie’s mind to crack a second time.

How far down could this fractal go?

Don’t find out! Focus on making things work.

Avril thrust Vickie’s shoulders down, pinning her to the bed. Lynsey leaned across Vickie’s waist and pulled ass-cheeks apart. Vickie’s wet pussy squelched open.

“I can’t see!” Vickie said, giggling.

“I can, I’ll guide you,” I said.

Lynsey’s eyes shot up to mine sharply. Her cheeks were tinged pink, but that could’ve happened at any point. Her fingers did fold into Vickie’s ass. Nails pressed into skin. Vickie moaned.

I walked over, kinked my knees, and laid my hands onto Lynsey’s.

“That is a lovely cock,” Avril said.

“You’ll get your turn.”

“Yeah. I mean, you did good with two girls, but that was a quickie,” Avril said. “We’re taking all night.”

“I’m gonna need some food to make it,” I said. “But that’s my stomach. I don’t think anything could stop my cock.”

“All of this talking is!” Vickie screamed.

I smirked, whapped her pussy with my cock. I had my hands locked up with Lynsey and I wasn’t doing my best to aim. Vickie thrashed but Avril wasn’t having that and leaned her weight down heavy across Vickie’s shoulder blades.

I stared straight into Lynsey’s eyes. Her throat vibrated. Uncertainty mixed with lust radiated from her crooked smile. I eased my cock forward, lowering myself to align with Vickie.

This scream was wordless.

“Want me to shove your pillow in her mouth?” Avril licked her lips mischievously.

“I don’t mind advertising,” I said.

Someone found that hot. I grabbed Lynsey behind the neck and bottomed out in Vickie’s pussy. Vickie was kicking the floor. Lynsey almost let go of Vickie’s ass. Vickie squirmed. Lynsey pressed her elbow down into Vickie’s spine. It kept her steady. I broke the kiss.

“I can do this.”

My door swung inward.