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Chad Danforth was sure that he was going mad. For the past month he had been having blackouts. One moment, he would be in his room, or in class; the next, he'd be somewhere completely different. The blackouts felt quite strange, as if Chad were falling through never-ending darkness forever. Paradoxically, they also felt like Chad was suddenly teleported from one place to another. Normally, Chad would talk to his parents or the school nurse, but to do so would involve describing what he invariably found himself doing when he came to his senses.
For example, a few weeks ago, he had been sitting in his room, completing his homework when a blackout occurred. Suddenly, Chad found himself in his shower. One hand was jerking off his cock, while the other was circling his asshole with one finger. He had looked around in surprise, and couldn't remember coming in to have a shower. But irrespective of his rising panic, Chad had found that he couldn't move until his cum was washed into the drain. Chad had cleaned himself, then walked, feeling disgusted, back to his room.
This had been going on for a few weeks. It was nothing big; Chad just found himself in strange places doing strange things, without knowing why. That is, it was nothing big, until Chad decided he needed to tell someone. That afternoon would be a good time. Chad was going to walk home with his friends from the basketball team – Troy Bolton, Zeke Baylor, and Jason Cross. After school, the four of them had basketball practice. Every time they had to stay late for the team, the four of them would dawdle home. Zeke, Jason and Chad's parents all knew they were coming home late, and so didn't notice if they came home a bit later some weeks. Troy's father was the coach of the basketball team, and wisely allowed his son to go home with his friends, rather than wait for him to finish packing up.
This afternoon, though, Chad had a blackout the moment he walked through the gate of the school. He sunk through the darkness, and just as quickly rose up again. Chad found himself in the public restroom in the park near his house – a place he would never go to if he had a choice. He was squatting on top of one of the toilets, and completely naked. He could feel a pressure in his ass, and to his horror, when Chad reached down, he felt something solid pressed into his ass. He wanted to pull at it, to remove it from inside him, but instead, he pressed a button on the base of the object, and electric currents shot out from the object into his ass. Chad's other hand shot to his cock, giving it a few strokes until it was fully hard.
Suddenly, Chad heard movement in the restroom. He looked up nervously, and saw that the door to his cubicle was wide open. Anyone who walked past would be able to see him in this vulnerable position. Chad wanted to get up, but couldn't. He could just sit there as whoever else was in the restroom shuffled around. When a figure appeared at the door to his cubicle, Chad nearly jumped out of his skin with fright. He looked at the man standing there, but couldn't make out any details about him – maybe it was the dim light, or maybe it was something to do with the blackout.
"What are you doing here?" asked the man.
The deep voice sounded very familiar, and at the same time, very foreign. Chad wanted to shout at the guy to go away, and leave him alone, but instead, he heard his own voice speak without his say-so.
"I'm waiting", he said.
"Waiting for what?" the man asked gently.
"To have fun", Chad replied, unwillingly.
To his horror, Chad felt himself open his legs wider, letting the strange man see his cock even clearer than before. Chad didn't know how he knew, but he could sense that the man was smiling.
"You can have fun with me", the man said.
The man reached down, and unzipped his pants. A thick cock sprang out. It was already hard, and Chad could see a drop of precum forming at its tip. He took another step into the cubicle.
Chad looked more closely at the man. He wasn't particularly tall, or particularly short. Chad could see muscles bulging through his shirt; he obviously played a sport. But other than that, Chad could tell anything else – not his age, or any distinguishing features. That scared him more than anything else.
Chad's body, though, was still ignoring him. He slid to the ground, regardless of the dirty floor, as the man stepped forward again. Chad opened his mouth, and despite the protests in his mind, took the man's cock in his mouth. To Chad's surprise, the man's cock had a very mild taste, only a bit salty, rather than the disgusting taste that he expected. In fact, Chad was only disgusted by his own lack of disgust. He continued to suck the cock as the man moaned above him.
"Oh", he groaned. "You're so good. You've definitely done this before."
Chad wanted to protest, to tell the man that he had never sucked a cock in his life, but he couldn't shake his head. At the same time, an image flashed into Chad's mind, of himself kneeling in the locker room in East High, with one cock in his mouth, and another in his ass. As soon as that image crystallised, it vanished again, leaving only a feeling to deep embarrassment and confusion behind.
The man threaded his hands through Chad's curly hair, his cock sliding in and out of Chad's mouth. Soon, he came, and Chad swallowed all of the man's cum, to his horror. But the man didn't leave yet.
"I want to see you cum", he purred.
Obediently, Chad sat back on the toilet, and stroked his cock, getting faster and faster. The man's gaze on him seemed to be stimulating, and Chad came quickly, painting the floor with the seed.
He sat in the cubicle as the man left the public restroom. When he was sure the man had gone, Chad got up, found his clothes behind the toilet, and dressed. Then he fled back to his house, to think over what has happened.