Chapter 1: The Discovery

It is amazing what can be done when one puts his or her mind to an issue. What is more amazing is when that individual has a special gift to allow him or her to control more with their mind. That is what this story is about.

Let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Jason and I grew up as a traditional youngster in the country's heartland. I was the eldest of two kids with a sister three years younger. As with any traditional boy, I captured spiders and frogs, teased my younger sister, and played a variety of sports with other boys around my age. If you looked at me, you would not know that there was anything special about me.

However, when I turned 13, my life changed. Some would consider this change to be a benefit, others a curse. But, it was a change that I seemed to use to my benefit. My parents threw me a traditional party; a party that any 13 year old boy would enjoy. All of my friends were there and even a few girls my own age. There was a big cake and even my sister did not seem to bother me at all.

The party started to wind down to where only Charity McGovern (a pretty girl who lived down the street from me) and my best friend Sammy Tristle remained. The three of us sat in the back yard and talked while we all had another piece of cake. It was a gorgeous summer evening with the sun just starting to set.

We all talked about a variety of generic things, such as what we all were doing during the summer, how we were looking forward to the next school year, and other similar things. Of course, what kid really looks forward to the next school year. It was then that it happened. In my mind, I started to listen to thoughts that I did not think make.

Some of these thoughts were "I would love to see more of Charity" and "It is a shame that Charity wasn't wearing that skimpy bikini I love seeing her wear." The part that finally made me realize that these were not my thoughts was when I heard "I wish Jason would talk to me more." When that thought came in to my mind, I deduced that it must have been Charity who was thinking it.

All three of us talked for a bit longer. During that time, I continued hearing the thoughts of both of my friends. Some of these thoughts started to get very sexual in nature, such as "Shame Charity's breasts were not larger" or "I could stare at Jason's ass all day." That last one caused me to giggle. I had to make up some quick retort to throw both Charity and Sammy off of what I was able to do.

Both of them left a short time later. I cleaned up our plates and climbed into bed, after saying good night to my parents and sister, and just lay there thinking. I did not know what to really think about what I experienced. All the thoughts of my friends that I was privy to made my head swim with possibilities. I drifted off to sleep where my dreams were vivid and amazing.

It was about 9:30 the next morning when I started to stir. I rolled over and quickly turned back after experiencing a brief bout of pain. This startled me because I had never experienced this before.

When I rolled back over, I noticed that I was sporting an erection. I had heard some of the older kids in the neighborhood talk about early morning wood amongst themselves. "This must be what they were talking about," I thought.

When I could not get my erection to go down, I started to think about what might have caused it. My first thought immediately went to Charity, remembering those skimpy bikinis that I have seen her wear. With that, I started to run my hands over my erection. After a few moments, my cock had grown harder than I had ever experienced and I knew that I needed some relief.

I rushed to the shower, where I typically jacked off and hoped that the hot water would cause everything to settle down. After about 10 minutes in the shower, with images of Charity moving all around me in those bikinis, I coated the far wall of the shower with my sperm. After cleaning up my mess and finishing my shower, I got out, dried off, and went downstars and sat down for breakfast with the rest of my family.

A couple of hours later, I walked down the street. Both Sammy and Charity lived the same direction from where I lived. Charity just happened to live in the first house I came to. Knocking on her door, I was greeted by a smiling Charity. She came out and we walked down the street to a park that was situated at the corner. The two of us sat down next to each other on the merry go round and started talking about the party yesterday.

I started to experience the same things as I did last night. I was hearing Charity's thoughts again. And, I was impressed that, with the thoughts that Charity was having, she did not seem to let on physically that she was thinking these things. For some reason, one of Sammy's thoughts about Charity came to mind and I started to focus on it.

Charity was in the middle of talking about how much fun she had at the party when she stopped and started to get flushed in the face. I interrupted her and asked if everything was ok. She responded, "Yes, everything is fine. I just had a flash of heat wash over me." Everything seemed to be ok, so I dropped it.

We continued talking for what seemed like hours and walked back towards our houses. I dropped Charity off at hers and received a peck on the cheek. "What was that for Charity?" I asked? She answered, "For caring enough about me to ask if I was ok earlier." I started to blush and Charity said that I deserved another kiss. This time, she kissed me on the lips.

I continued walking home and realized as I was about to enter the house, that I was sporting the largest erection that I had ever had. Instead of going in the front, where I knew my parents and sister were, I walked around and entered the back and quickly went up to my room. I quickly jacked off to thoughts of Charity and shot a huge load into some tissues that I had grabbed from the bathroom. That calmed me down enough to be able to go downstairs and spend some time with my family.

The rest of the evening went by like nothing was out of the ordinary. I climbed into bed after watching a movie with my parents and started to think about the time I spent with Charity this afternoon. I had to jack off to those thoughts of her again before I could even think about getting to sleep.

The next day started just like the previous one. I woke with my morning erection. I remembered enough not to roll over on top of it today though. Realizing why this was, I jacked off for the third time in less than a day, which shocked me more. I then went and showered and went downstairs and spent some time with my family.

I joined Sammy as we played baseball on the town field. We were both on the same Little League team and both of us had spotless records over the past two summers.

This time, as I started to pitch the game, I looked up into the stands and spotted Charity. She had a big smile on her face and waved to me. I nodded to her and went on to pitch my first perfect game. I stuck out all 18 batters that I faced and was lifted off the field on the rest of the team's shoulders. Not only did I pitch the perfect game, but I was perfect at the plate as well; going 3 for 3 with driving in the only two runs for the victory.