Power Chapter 1 - The Dream

This work is hereby given to the Public Domain.  Work by banshee,
(banshee@hush.com)

"Quickly, we must go." My eyes watered as an elderly man grabbed
my arm, pulling me out of my room, into a place I had not seen for
fourteen years. A darkness more complete than any darkness possible
on earth filled this place, not an emptiness but a darkness. If the
man did not make me so completely at peace, I think I might of
fainted. After that day, I was never able to recall more of that
place then the description I gave here, but I instantly recognized
it when I saw it - Prebirth.  A place beyond the realm or mortals,
beyond the touch of death, beyond the grasp of reality.  Nothing
was impossible here, but nothing was possible either.  After
recognition of this place, I quickly became bored with it, focusing
on the man once again.

"I am the First. You are my son. For fourteen years I have not seen
you, and I shan't again until the Great Death, so listen carefully:
as the child of the First, you have been given certain abilities.
After you leave here you will be granted them. I can tell you no
more about them. I must go now, leave in peace." I wanted to ask
him what the hell he was talking about, but was unable for some
force kept me from speaking until after he had stopped speaking,
and immediately after that I was back in my room. I thought it an
odd dream, and went back to sleep...

"Jon, Jon honey? Wake up, it's time for school," my mom was saying,
slightly too loudly. I awoke expecting grogginess, but was greeted
with the pleasant sensation of an excellent night's rest - something
I hadn't had since school started.  I remembered the man in the
dream, but marked it as a coincidence. Getting dressed, I went
downstairs and eyed my sister, Sally. Yum! She was my age, and much
prettier than anyone else at our school. She was 5'2'', maybe ninety
pounds with flowing gold hair. I've never really had a problem with
incest, so I've never felt guilty about fantasizing about her, but
neither one of us has ever recognized the other's sexual appeal.
Given this, I was slightly surprised when she greeted me with a
"Hey sexy," prompting a "Sally!" from our mother. I winked at her.

"What has gotten into you two?" asked my mother, "Oh well, come on
you two better get ready for school." Getting on the bus was something
of an ordeal, as everyone in the bus was looking at me, the lust
obvious on their faces. "What the hell is going on?" I thought; I
was always popular, and an object of some lust from the girls, but
this was insane - never before had I had this much of an effect on
anyone, and never before had I had the males view me with lust.
Like always I sat at the back of the bus, I really liked it there,
but today my sister joined me. Everyone was still staring at me,
"Stop it! It's creepy," I thought, and suddenly everyone seemed to
lose interest in me. I thought of the old man, definitely unnerved
by the timing of things, but still not convinced he was real.

"Sally, 've been thinking-" I was cut off, "Shhhh," she said placing
a hand on my groin. She gently massaged my growing organ, "You're
sooooooo sexy," licking her lips.  Remembering before, I just
thought, "Do not notice this.  Continue as if nothing is going on."
I looked up seeing the elementary schooler in front of us, just as
he was turning away. Interesting... I grabbed her shirt, lifting
it off her; just my touch caused her to shudder with joy. Getting
down on her knees in front of me, she unzipped my pants and took
my cock in her mouth. Wrapping her tongue around it, she massaged
my balls as she moved her head around my dick, up and down, up and
down. Not having had sex for a week, I came quickly enough; load
after load of my warm fluid was pumped into her mouth. She swalloed,
put her clothes back on, and sat back down next to me as if nothing
had happened.