Wizards of Love

WIZARDS OF LOVE

CHAPTER 2

BY James Maness Writing as SW MO Hermit

© 2024 BY JAMES MANESS

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I've been working on this one for six months and getting nowhere. I give up. I hope you don't find it too awful, but rather than waste more time and energy on it, I'm posting it and moving on to, hopefully, better work. Bear with me and be kind.

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Thad and Patrice were old hands at college now. As the saying goes, they knew what to expect and where everything was so they could hit the ground running. They coordinated their class schedule and got into the same section for all the general education classes they took during the Fall semester so they could study together. Their major fields of study were also compatible. He was pursuing a degree in Computer Science with a minor in Mathematics, and she was obtaining a degree in Business with a minor in Computer Science.

From the beginning, they formed a study group, first consisting of the two of them, and as the days went by and they became familiar with their classmates, they invited others to join until the group for each class hit six. They believed that was the maximum that could study well together. Of course, Thad, being Thad, continued to use his magic to seduce women and for his pleasure.

After one of their study sessions devolved into an impromptu orgy, Patrice waited until the last member of the study group left, and she let Thad have it. After seeing them drive away, she slammed the door and turned to Thad with fire in her eyes. "Damn it, Thad. That's it. If you pull something like this again, we're through. I don't care if you're a little Man Whore or not in your free time, but this is serious. We're here to learn, and by definition, that is the purpose of our study group, not for you to get nookie and satisfy your voyeuristic tendencies."

"Awww, come on, Pat. You enjoy the cock just as much as I do pussy. What's the harm?"

Patrice sighed before saying, "In the right place, at the right time, none, but study group is neither. We all came here to study, not to get fucked by you. Now cool it, or go your own way. I like you, Thad, but I came to college to learn and prepare for the rest of my life, not to engage in a months-long orgy."

"Ok, Ok. I get it. I was bored and horny, so I decided to have some fun. I'm sorry. I won't mess with the study group again. Are we still pals?"

"Yes, but you're on thin ice here, Buster. Straighten up and fly right, or else. Now, help me clean this mess up so we can get some sleep."

Just before the Columbus Day Holiday, Thad and Patrice were in the Student Union having lunch when a young lady approached from behind Thad. Patrice watched her and wondered if she was coming to their table when the woman stepped to the side and looked at Thad, then smiled and exclaimed, "Thad! I can't believe you're here. I thought you were going to MIT," she said before hugging him tightly.

She turned to Patrice after the quick hug and before the surprised Thad could respond. "Hi," she said. "I'm sorry to butt in. I'm Sally. I'm an old friend of Thad's. We had some classes together during high school and on our birthday."

Both women realized simultaneously that they were wizards, and Patrice said, "Please, sit with us if you have time. I'd like to hear about those classes. Was he such a dork then as he is now?"

"Oh, you wouldn't believe it," Sally exclaimed. "His mind was always wandering down side paths, and he gave the instructors fits."

Thad broke into the already intimate conversation, saying, "Sally? I can't believe you're here. How have you been?"

"Great, Thad. Between college and my business, I hardly have time to sleep. How about you?"

Patrice snorted her soda and said, "Oh, he's the same as always. Go to class, fuck all his study group girls, and raise hate and discontent, then sleep if he passes out or can't find anything or anyone else to do."

Sally giggled before she said, "Yep, same old Thad. He looked like a zombie when our introductory class disbanded. He had a different babe every night, sometimes more than one. I'd be surprised if he got more than two or three hours of sleep on any night during the week-long class.

"So, are you keeping him in line now, or is he still running wild?"

"I try, but he slips the leash regularly. He's better than he was at MIT, I believe, but I'm about to wash my hands of him if he doesn't get with the program. After returning from his introductory training, he tore through the girls in high school. I don't know how he managed to keep his grades up and get his scholarship. I had a hell of a time keeping him from disrupting our classes."

"Girls, I'm right here. Do you have to talk about me like that?"

"Yeah," Patrice said. "It's not like I haven't said these things before."

Patrice and Sally continued talking about Thad, their classes, and the trials and tribulations of keeping Thad at least partly under control. After several minutes, with Thad feeling worse and worse from listening to them discuss his faults, Sally said, "I need to go. I have a class in a few minutes. If you'd like to do this again, I'd like to get your number."

Patrice replied, "I'd like that," and held her hand for Sally's phone. She texted herself, and they took time to build contact cards for each other. After she stood to leave, Sally said, "I don't know why I care about the big Doofus, but I do. We seemed to click in the class, and I've missed him since we returned home. We kept in touch until he went to MIT, but he dropped me. If you need help controlling him, give me a call. Some of his antics are a hoot."

"You mean he didn't tell you what happened?"

"No. What happened?"

"The idiot caught AIDS, and when I ran into him last Thanksgiving, he was so sick he could hardly function. He hadn't done his checks before he fucked, and then, he forgot how to heal himself. We spent the whole break getting rid of the disease."

Sally turned to a blushing Thad and whapped him on his shoulder before saying, "You idiot! I hope you've learned your lesson," before they all separated and headed for their next class.

For some reason, Sally was what Thad and Patrice needed. Not only did they have many of the same classes, albeit different sections, but with the two girls available, one was almost always able to 'watch' Thad if the other was busy with something else. It probably wasn't as bad as it sounds. They were great friends and truly enjoyed being with each other. The girls tempered Thad's enthusiasm for mischief and desire to experiment with his magic. They also were as horny as he was and took him to bed regularly, thus eliminating his need to find pussy elsewhere. He admitted to them that screwing someone you liked, maybe loved, made it much better than dipping his wick in a random pretty girl.

October 31, Halloween, was a big deal for many young college adults. Several parties were on or near campus, and numerous houses to 'Trick-or-Treat' for candy were within walking distance. Naturally, the three young wizards planned to attend some of the parties and collect some goodies. Since they were wizards, the costumes were no-brainers. Thad dressed as his version of a wizard, which came out as a cross between Dracula and Merlin with a wizard's staff he made himself and imbued with Love Magic.

The ladies dressed as very sexy female wizards with thin diaphanous coverings and strategically placed thicker pads to hide enough they would be legal in public. What none of them considered was the effect the ladies would have on the already drunk college boys. They were walking wet dreams inviting trouble, and it arrived in the bodies of five Frat boys. They were handsome and knew it. That and their parent's money convinced them any female they desired would fall at their feet with her legs spread. Their size and number made them feel safe, and they didn't give a thought to consequences when the leader of the gang, for that is what they were, body-checked Thad, knocking him down.

While Thad was recovering, the gang surrounded the women, and a grinning blond said, "Hello, ladies. We're going to a killer party; you would fit in well there. Shall we continue? I guarantee you'll never attend a more exciting celebration."

Thad had stood by then and was about to unleash his retaliation on the boys when Sally saw him. She said, "That might just be a real hoot. Why don't we all go? You won't mind if our brother comes with us, will you? We're sort of supposed to look out for him."

Thad had seen Sally wink at him before she spoke but wasn't sure what she was up to or how to respond. He decided to play along for a while to see where this would go. The boy who had latched onto Sally's arm looked at Thad and condescendingly said, "That's your brother?" He shrugged and said, "I think we can sneak him in. He seems clumsy, though. I hope he can keep up with us."

The five boys began walking back the way Thad and the girls had come from. As they passed the three friends, two pushed Thad aside and wrapped their arms around the girls, guiding them into the group's center, ostracizing Thad to the exterior. Thad's anger began to spike again, and Patrice saw in his eyes he was starting to retaliate. She sharply said, "Thad. Cool it. We've been invited to a party, and I want to help these boys have fun. You know we can liven up the party. Please don't spoil things."

Thad started to reply angrily when he saw her wink and caress her breast. The light dawned, and he grinned before he said, "Oh ok, as long as there's something there I can do, too."

The big blond guy nudged one of his friends before he said, "Don't worry about it, kid. We'll find something for you to do. Come on, gang. It looks like the party is rockin' already," as he led them down between two large houses into the back yard of a fraternity.

The group headed straight for the table with punch, cups, booze, and a keg. Without asking, the leader poured two glasses of punch, handed them to the girls, and turned toward Thad. "Get yourself a beer, dude, and try to keep out of the way." The five almost pushed the girls away from the table, and one of them blocked Thad when he tried to follow.

After Thad was blocked, the boy said, "Chill, twerp. Your sisters are gonna get a bang out of tonight. You just need to hang here and chill. Don't stick your nose where it isn't wanted, and you'll be fine."

Thad knew what the girls had planned, but he still wanted to remain close to them in case they needed help. After the boy turned and headed into the crowd, Thad began searching for Sally and Patrice. Thankfully, he had a good mental lock on them, and they didn't seem scared. Their punch had been spiked with drugs, but they solved that problem by teleporting the drugs into the boy's drinks. They were already becoming loopy, and the girl's party was about to begin. They suggested he check out the crowd and protect the girls who didn't want what would happen if things went according to the fraternity plan. If he could find the perpetrators, they suggested he also arrange some payback for them.

The girls ended up in a den or sitting area with several large bean bag chairs. The five boys who brought them to the party pushed them into the room, and four others followed, closing the door. Each girl was surrounded by boys and was fondled and kissed continually. Patrice pushed one of the boys back and said, "Wait, Wait. We're out of the punch. Could a couple of you please bring us three or four glasses? I think we're going to need them."

The blond turned to two smaller, younger boys and said, "You two. Get your asses outside and bring back drinks for all of us."

The two errand boys took off, and the rest turned back to the girls. By then, the girls had already begun strumming the male's libido, and cocks were straining their trousers. A few mental suggestions were made and acted upon. By the time more booze was there, the seven boys in the room were nude. As soon as the drinks were in sight, Sally and Patrice removed the drugs from the punch and dropped them into the beer brought for the boys.

After several deep swallows of their respective drinks, Patrice lowered her top and said, "Let's get this party started."

The older boys grinned and made agreeing comments. They high-fived each other before, surprising the two who brought the drinks, beginning to kiss and play with their bros instead of the two women.

The leader of the group said, "You two dweebs (who were pledges) sit on a couch and be quiet. We'll let you know when we need you," before he turned his attention back to one of his friends. None of the males noticed it wasn't a female kissing, jacking them, or, one by one, kneeling and taking a hard cock into their mouth. Soon, the seven boys were writhing in a pile on the bean bags caressing, licking, and anally penetrating each other while the two pledges stared in shock and a little fear.

Sally and Patrice sat with the two pledges and watched, adding more sexual magic until the frat brothers were frantic. Patrice looked at the boys and said, "Is this what you want, boys? You know if you are accepted, this is your future, right? How many women have been raped in this building? How many men? You can do whatever you want, but I'd leave and never come back here if it was me."

One, then the other, stood and headed for the door. The first pledge said, "I'm outta here. That doesn't look like any fun to me. I'm glad we saw this before things went too far."

After the boys left, Sally searched for a phone in the pile of clothes. When she found one, she found the boy it belonged to and had him unlock it. She caught a video of the action. After she had three or four minutes of the orgy and was sure she had clear shots of each face, she sent the video to every contact on the phone. Her caption was, "WOW! Super party tonight! Wish you were here."

Patrice and Sally returned to the yard and snuggled against Thad after they located him. Sally asked, "Did you take care of everything out here?"

"I think so. I've removed the drugs from the punch and the girls. Some of them are drunk on their asses, but at least they're not drugged. I've been sitting here watching most guys make fools of themselves. It was funny for a while, but it has gotten old. Are you ready to leave now?"

Sally grinned and said, "Yeah. Let's go."

The next time the three wizards were together, Sally and Patrice were shocked by Thad's appearance and demeanor. Sally asked, "Thad, you look like crap. Is something wrong?"

"No. Yes. I suppose I'm overthinking things, but I wonder if what we can do is any better than using drugs like they did at the party on Halloween. Before I became a wizard, I put a lot of pressure on girls for sex. I sortta feel like a prick right now."

Patrice smiled before she said, "Thad, it's what you did or do more than anything. Did you force any of the girls before your training?"

"Well, no, but I sometimes put much pressure on them. And, now, all I have to do is hit them with a bit of magic, and they're ready for anything. "

"Thad, girls are used to the pressures men and boys put on them, and most of us can and do resist it. At least, we do if it's just verbal. It's human nature to pressure others for something you want. Just don't use force and back off if you get a resounding no, and everything will be fine. As for using our magic, we just have to be sure we don't overstep ethical boundaries. We have the power to use magic for good or evil. Using it to force compliance with our wishes is evil, and we all know that. Using it to reinforce a natural tendency or desire is fine."

"What about what you did to those boys? I wouldn't be surprised if you ruined their lives when you sent that video to everybody."

Patrice said, "Maybe, but they deserved punishment for what they were doing. How many women had they raped before we came along? We had to do something. We should've called the cops."

After that discussion, the three friends settled back into their routines. Classwork and studying took most of their time, but they each used some of their free time for recreational pursuits, usually involving sex. They were bonding tighter; if you saw one, the other two were usually nearby. They used their gifts almost daily.

The encounter with the rapist frat boys changed Thad. He was still a horn dog but was more considerate of his conquests. He didn't encourage promiscuity unless the individuals showed interest in someone, hopefully him, but that wasn't a requirement. Voyeurism was good until he could fuck someone. He and the girls moved in together during the last year of college, and their house became known as a sex city. For one thing, clothing was banned except for the main room, which was set aside for study group meetings. It became known if you visited their home, you did so naked, and more than likely, you ended up fucking or getting fucked.

All too soon, or not soon enough, depending on each individual, graduation day came, and degrees were awarded. Thad and the girl's degrees were similar and complimentary, and they decided to move and continue living together, hopefully entering into business together. A couple of months before graduation, they went on a canoe trip, floating down a river and camping on gravel bars while enjoying mother nature, often au natural. Thad leaned against a log one evening while watching the girls prepare the evening meal. No, he wasn't a male chauvinist. Each meal was cooked by two of the friends, and the third one cleaned the dishes afterward. It was his meal to clean, so he watched beautiful naked women moving to and fro, asses twitching, tits bouncing, and receiving the occasional smile from the beauties.

They could see that while he watched them and appreciated the show they put on, he was not entirely focused on them. Finally, while eating, Patrice said, "OK, spill it. What are you thinking about? You've hardly paid any attention to us this evening."

"I'm sorry. I've been thinking about life after we graduate. I hate the thought of a damn nine-to-five job, and I've been trying to decide how to get out of one. All I can come up with is becoming a gigolo," Thad said and then laughed.

"Yeah," Sally said. "I do, too, but what can we do? We have to work to eat."

While Thad washed the dishes and cleaned up after the meal, the girls sat together, talking and giggling occasionally. Thad was becoming paranoid, wondering what they were up to and hoping it wasn't some trick they planned to pull on him. He finished his work quickly and grabbed a drink before sitting beside them.

After Thad was settled, Sally turned toward him and said, "Thad, I have an idea about what we can do after college. My grandfather used to operate as an outfitter on the Buffalo River. He had a campground, a small store, and rented canoes. At one time, he even rented cabins. When he retired, he locked everything and let it sit.

"Occasionally, our family still uses the campground and canoes. I think I can talk him into letting us reopen the business. We could even live in one of the larger cabins. I know you've programmed a few apps for phones. During your free time, you could do that and see if you can make anything by selling them. We might not get rich, but he and Grandma lived comfortably on the income for years. I think we could, too."

Patrice said, "If we advertise correctly and the camp is secluded enough, we thought we might be able to attract naturists, too. We could charge more for rentals if we did."

"Ok, I'm intrigued, but how many damn bird watchers are there out there? Is there even enough wildlife to pull that kind of people in?"

The girls looked blank for a moment and then broke out in peals of laughter before a sputtering Patrice said, "No, you moron. Not naturalists, Naturists. You know, nudists?"