Chapter 2
A few weeks of putting his affairs in order and several reams of release forms later, Sebastian is back at the offices of Seikley Enterprises to begin his first adventure controlling a host. He has become more and more excited at the prospect of being able to enter someone else's body and to have full control over it. He can have a chance to live out fantasies he could never experience as himself and then go back to his own life unscathed and without any consequences to face for his behavior. It almost doesn't matter who his host is, but he has definitely given some thought to what "goals" he wants to accomplish and what general characteristics he requires for his host so he can have the best experience possible.
Of course, being who he is, Sebastian's primary goal is to have the best and most prolific sex possible while in his host. Sebastian thought briefly about seeking an attractive female host so he could live out some of his fantasies of having amazing sex with straight guys. However, he rejects this pretty quickly because he really has no interest in trying to learn how to enjoy sex in a female body. He really likes being the one doing the fucking, at least most of the time, and he's heard enough rumors about girls who don't get much pleasure from intercourse that he decides to cross girls off the list. His host will definitely have to be male, attractive, and will need to live in a place that's accepting enough of gays that he will have lots of opportunities for sex. He decides not to get too much more specific than that. The company recommends that he keep the requirements general enough that first his subconscious provides the largest list possible to the scanners that will ultimately screen out potential problem hosts and find the best match.
Sid welcomes Sebastian back to the office and quickly hands him off to a perky red-headed technician named Shirley, who leads him back to another room, this one more reminiscent of an examination room in a doctor's office. Shirley reviews the procedure with Sebastian and runs him through several guided-meditation style exercises to practice the procedure for entering and leaving the host.
"This is for the scanning procedure. It will feel a bit cold," Shirley says cheerily as she attaches several electrodes to Sebastian's forehead. "We have your written list of preferred characteristics for your host. Now, I'm going to step out of the room and give you a few minutes to focus on the goal for your adventure. Just use the breathing technique we practiced earlier, clear your mind, and focus on your goal. When you're ready, press the black button on your armrest and the scanners will start running through the choices to select your host. Your first adventure will start shortly after that. You can remain here during the hour or two that you stay in the host. After that, you can use the techniques we taught you to enter or leave the host from the comfort of your own home, or wherever you choose." With that, Shirley marches out of the room, heels clicking on the linoleum.
Sebastian takes a few deep breaths, closes his eyes, and focuses on his goal. Incredible, hot, amazing sex with as many guys as possible. He thinks about some of his most recent escapades, but tries to focus less on the specifics of his various past partners and more on the sensations – the grip of a tight ass around his cock, the sound of a lover's moans, the feel of a heavy, throbbing cock in his hand, a smooth, wet tongue pushing teasingly in and out of his hole. Sebastian feels the blood rushing to his cock as it starts to harden. The sensations blend into a kaleidoscope of sound and images running through his mind – coy eyes glancing up through eyelashes, pink lips stretched around his cock, the curve of firm buttocks in his hand,
Suddenly, another image pops into his mind - a very familiar face with warm, golden brown, puppy dog eyes and framed by brown curls. Sebastian's eyes fly open in shock as he realizes two things. First, his fantasy for his adventure with a host has momentarily expanded from sex with lots of anonymous guys to sex with a very specific, previously unobtainable one. Second, startled by that unbidden image of Blaine, he had just pressed the black button. He panics for a moment, wondering if he had somehow screwed up his adventure. The panic doesn't last for long, though, because his surroundings quickly start to fade from his vision as the feeling of the chair beneath him and the electrodes on his forehead melt away.
It's an odd sensation, entering the host. It feels a little like falling in slow motion while being pleasantly buzzed. Sebastian hears sounds, but as if from far away and through a filter that makes everything a bit fuzzy.
While he waits for sights and sounds to come into focus, Sebastian reviews in his mind the mental techniques he will have to employ to control his host. He also wonders how long he should stay in the background observing the host before he shifts to controlling him. Shirley, the technician, had suggested that rather than trying to control anything at first, he should just observe within the host while he gets used to the feeling of inhabiting another's body. She had explained that some clients spend all of their time within a host observing. Others take enough time to learn a bit about the host, his daily life, and his interactions with others so that when they take control they don't draw too much attention to themselves with out of character behavior from the host. She was quick to explain, however, that the company did not place any restrictions on its clients. He was free to exercise control whenever he wished.
After a few minutes, the buzzed feeling starts to fade away and Sebastian's senses start to come into sharper focus. He feels a stiff plastic chair beneath him and the solid feel of a linoleum floor under his right foot. His left foot is dangling in the air, as his left leg is crossed demurely over his right thigh. Suddenly, the vague, underwater sounds he had been hearing sharpen into two voices, male and female, in dialog.
Female voice: How handsome he is, how witty, how I love him!
Male voice: Christian's very witty?
Female voice: My dear, more than you even!
Male voice: I'll agree!
Sebastian briefly wonders if this host thing also involves time travel because this dialog sounds a bit old-fashioned. Then just as the correct lens clicks into place during an eye exam, Sebastian's vision clears and he sees he is sitting in a semi-circle of plastic chairs in a classroom, facing a young man and woman dressed like typical art school students. The man is tall and broad chested with honey brown skin and hair buzzed short. The woman is medium height and slightly overweight, with long, straight dirty blond hair. They are facing each other only slightly, mostly turned toward their audience and Sebastian sees that they are each holding a sheaf of typewritten pages and are reading from it. As he listens, he realizes that he's heard these lines before.
The woman says with excitement, "To my mind, no finer poets sing those pretty nothings that are everything. At times he's distracted: his Muse is sleeping: then, suddenly, he says something ravishing!"
The man replies, "No?!" as if in shock.
The woman continues, "That's too much! You men are always cruel: He can't have wit, because he's beautiful!"
Then it dawns on Sebastian. The two are reading from a script of a play. He knows the play. It's Cyrano de Bergerac. He had performed in a production of it with Dalton and Crawford Country Day students. Just then, his host glances around the room, and Sebastian notices a mixture of flamboyantly dressed guys, girls in dance clothing, and others dressed in a more bohemian style.
"Score," he thinks. "My host is in college and goes to a theater school. Even if I have to sit through a bunch of lame script readings by these no-good wanna-be actors, there should be plenty of guys here interested in a little action. God, I hope my host is hot. I've got the confidence, and that's definitely more than half the battle, but it will definitely make things easier if he's hot, too."
He knows he would have met this host at least once in real life, but he wonders if he'll actually recognize the guy and remember him when he sees who it is. He had been half-expecting that he'd end up with Blaine as his host after his slip-up in at the Seikley Enterprises offices, but he quickly realized that Blaine would be at McKinley High School right now and he's sure he would have recognized that dump and its freaky inhabitants right away. So, it's much more likely that his host is one of his random hook-ups from the past. A random fuck would actually be much better than Blaine. After all, he genuinely likes the guy, so he might have an inconvenient attack of conscience and not be able to go through with acting out his sexual fantasies to the fullest.
Sebastian grows impatient with waiting for more information about his host. The host seems content to keep his eyes focused on the two students up front and their performance. He really wishes the host would at least glance down at himself or something. He knows it's only been a few minutes, and it goes against the company's recommendations, but Sebastian thinks about trying to take over immediately just so he can make his host riffle through his own wallet for identification or rush to the nearest bathroom to look in a mirror.
Just as he steels himself for taking over control, he feels his host startle at a sudden vibration on his leg. Sebastian feels the body he's in give an apologetic shrug in the direction of a skinny brunette with piercing blue eyes who is looking at him with pointed annoyance as she heard the phone's single buzz. Then the host glances down as he shifts his legs and digs his phone out of his pocket. Sebastian sees a shapely thigh with snug-fitting white pants and brown leather boots that stop just below the knee. He also gets a glimpse of the ends of the bright blue silk scarf that is wrapped around his host's neck. "Oh, great," he thinks. "I'm in some kind of twinkie fashionista who's practically a cross-dresser. Definitely not someone I've fucked. I know I was focusing on attractive, so why wouldn't I end up with someone that I actually find attractive."
For a moment, Sebastian is so focused on how quickly he could get his money back for this misadventure, he almost misses the text message that his host is now reading. Something on the message jolts his brain back into focus and he just has time to read the message before his host starts to type a reply. As Sebastian reads the message, he forgets that he shouldn't wait to control the host's body and he feels his jaw drop open and hears the phone clatter to the floor as he suddenly knows without a doubt, the identity of his host. It reads:
Rachel: I know I was supposed to cook tonight, but Brody asked me to go to Callbacks to practice our singing technique. We're not at McKinley anymore. We have to hone our skills as musical theatre majors every chance we can get. Besides, you'll have the place to yourself for a date with Adam (or even a steamy Skype session with Blaine - just kidding – I know you're just friends now!) See you later tonight, Kurt!