Golden Eye
mc; mf; mm; mdom; nosex
James had known Aury his whole life, or nearly. They'd gone to preschool together, always been in the same class at their small, suburban elementary school, and were now in 7th grade together – not always in the same class, tragically, but together often enough. And for nearly as long as they'd known each other, they'd been best friends, with all it entailed for suburban boys – their houses weren't far, and their mothers had grown to expect one of the boys sleeping over with the other nearly every night. They played sports together, and video games, and of late had begun to share with each other their budding romantic feelings. They made a picturesque pair, Aury with his slate blue eyes and head of straight shoulder-length blonde hair, although that had recently begun to darken a little, and James with his brown eyes and short, dark hair. They'd always dressed alike, too, in loose and sporty shirts and shorts, although lately Aury had bought a couple pairs of tight jeans that he thought he looked pretty good in, despite James' gibes.
There was nothing peculiar or strange about their friendship – they were boys who'd grown up together, and they were close. Well, there was almost nothing – some nights, when they were having a sleep over at one house or the other, if James happened to wake up in the middle of the night, he saw Aury sitting up awake, staring out the window. This happened only a couple times a year, but two or three times that he could remember, James had seen Aury's eyes while he sat awake. Those rare times, Aury's irises were a pure, shining gold. They seemed to shine more than should be possible for an iris, burning with some internal power, casting a glow where their light radiated onto Aury's cheeks and nose. As soon as James moved, Aury would seem to snap out of his meditation and act normally. One of the times James had seen Aury's golden eyes was just a couple months ago, and as soon as Aury noticed James was up, his eyes had dimmed and seemed to return to their usual color, though it was hard to tell in the darkness. Lately, James had started to pretend to go to sleep when Aury did whenever they slept over, to see if he could catch another glimpse of those eyes.
It was a little mystery, but far from the forefront of James's concerns. He'd never asked Aury about the eyes, since Aury had never broached the topic. Much more important to James were homework, video games, sports, and girls, as they'd be to any boy of twelve. Things went along perfectly fine.
Aury's thirteenth birthday was today, November 17th, a Friday, and he and James had been talking about it for a couple days. Aury had asked for more video games, mostly, even though James said he should ask for a new lacrosse stick, one of the high-quality, expensive ones. It was typical of the two – Aury had always been less interested in sports than James, though he still played them all. He was always a little smaller, by a couple inches and a couple pounds, although he was six months or so older than James. Neither of them, though, yet showed much of puberty – they were still boys, with boys' bodies, slender and smooth, without much visible muscle. They'd both recently sprouted hair in places that they discussed furtively, though. James shaved his with his father's razor – he said it made him more aerodynamic. Aury thought it was weird.
Now that the birthday had come, though, James thought Aury was acting a little weird on their walk to school together. Maybe he felt cooler now that he was a teenager, James thought. He was sure it would pass, though.
“Hey, Aury, what's the matter, you think you're hot shit now that you're 13?”
“Hahah, uhm, no, not really, I mean, I guess. It feels a little different.”
Now this was strange, thought James. Aury usually fell right into bantering with some witty comeback. Maybe he's just a bit off today. Heh, maybe his parents gave him “the talk” last night...although it was nothing he didn't already know from me, James thought, it's still weird hearing it from your parents.
In some of the classes Aury and James shared during the following week, James could tell that there was something going on. Whenever the teacher was droning on about something, not likely to call on anybody, Aury would fall to staring intently at Caitlyn Cherrone, a girl who shared a lot of their classes. Neither he nor James knew her that well, although Aury had said that he thought she was hot. In fact, as James thought about it, she was the girl he talked about most. James could see why – she was definitely one of the most attractive girls in the 7th grade, her previously slim and girlish figure just starting to fill out, with curves beginning to appear as well as breasts just starting to show. She had long brown hair, a lovely face, and blue eyes, though a brighter and more vivid blue than Aury's slate. There was just a scattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had an easy, simple style, but a flattering one – black leggings and close-fitting shirts that showed off the curves she was beginning to develop. Hot enough to dream of, James knew quite well, but none of it explained Aury's recent staring. The seats were the same as they'd always been in the classes, and Caitlyn dressed the same. The only difference was that Aury was thirteen now, and James didn't see how that could cause such a thing.
In fact, James realized, Aury's staring at Caitlyn was almost exactly the way he stared off into space late at night sometimes, except now he was staring into Caitlyn. James began, then, to watch Aury while he stared, out of the corner of his eye so that Aury wouldn't notice him watching and stop his staring. Maybe, James thought, I'll see that golden eye thing again. He watched Aury for a couple days, getting nothing for his efforts but strained eyes. Then, in a class where Caitlyn sat right in front of them, he saw. After half an hour or so of intense glaring at Caitlyn, his eyes began to glimmer. Lightly at first, but James could tell it was there, the same golden glow from somewhere within that he'd seen on those few nights. It grew stronger, until Aury's irises were a burning gold, shining as if they were molten metal. If James had been watching Caitlyn, he'd have seen her eyes lose focus and glaze over, and a barely perceptible shiver run down her body. But James was watching Aury, still out of the corner of his eye, not looking at Aury, not wanting to give Aury any notice that he saw what was happening. The glow, though, could not help but draw his eyes, and despite his best efforts, James's eyes flicked to Aury's golden glow, and he found himself unable to look away. Aury noticed after a couple seconds, and his concentration broke, his eyes quickly fading. Caitlyn's eyes regained their focus, and she shook her head a little, as if she'd zoned out. “At least I was staring at a girl, James, you homo,” he whispered. James laughed weakly in response. Okay, that was definitely something weird, he thought. His eyes were definitely gold, and glowing. And I couldn't look away from them...
Aury didn't start up his staring again during that class, but the next day he was right back at it, and always at Caitlyn Cherrone. James decided not to watch him – the way the golden eyes had drawn him in had frightened him, though he'd never admit it to himself or anyone else. Let him stare, James thought, if he wants to be weird that's not my problem.
James had almost forgotten about it until that Friday, a week after Aury's thirteenth birthday. During their last class that day, James saw Aury pass a note up to Caitlyn in front of him. James was surprised – Aury was usually pretty quiet around girls, and he hadn't told James of any plan. James watched as Caitlyn read the note, and when she was done, she turned around to Aury and gave him a quick thumbs-up. Wait, WHAT? Did Aury just ask her out or something? Maybe all the staring was just him trying to get up the balls to do it. Aury started writing out another note, and passed this one to James. “I'm gonna hang out with Caitlyn today. We'll hang out on the weekend, alright?” James gave Aury a short nod in response. So that was what he was doing. Probably explains the skinny jeans, too... James thought.
When the ball rang, Aury and Caitlyn walked out the door together after Aury exchanged a “see you” with James. After waiting around the school a bit to give the pair in front of him space as Aury walked Caitlyn back to his house, James started walking home himself. He could see the two walking ahead of him, but was too far back to hear anything they were saying. As soon as they turned a corner, out of sight of the school, James saw Aury reach over and take Caitlyn's hand. How had Aury gotten that far already? They must have been together before this, he thought. Maybe they talked online? No, Aury would have told me. He wouldn't have been able to keep that to himself...I sure wouldn't. But...how does this make any sense otherwise? James watched the two until he reached his house. As he was opening his door, he turned to watch Aury and Caitlyn walking to Aury's front door, hand in hand, a ways down the block. As Aury reached his door, he pulled Caitlyn closer, and their lips met. Caitlyn went right into it, dropping Aury's hand to put her arms around him and pull him tighter. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? James mind raced. Okay, Aury's definitely known her for a while at least. I mean, shit, they're kissing! But he can't have, or he would have told me. He can't keep a secret for shit, especially if it's one he can brag about, and god DAMN but he could brag about his. Christ, how did he get her to make out with him? The pair pulled apart after a tight several seconds, and went inside. James stood staring a couple seconds more, then went inside his own house. There was definitely something weird going on.
The next day, Saturday, James walked over to Aury's house after breakfast. Aury was probably up by now, and probably done with breakfast – and if he wasn't, James wouldn't mind waiting or eating a second breakfast with him. James wasn't thinking of food, though – his mind was on what he'd seen happen yesterday right where he was standing, ringing Aury's doorbell. After a little while, Aury opened the door himself. “Hey, Aury.” “Hey, James. My parents went out golfing early, when there's no one else out. Had to wake me up at six to tell me, too, of course.” Aury yawned. Aury had the TV on, so he and James sat down on the couch in front of it. After a bit, James asked, “Hey, Aury, what was the deal with Caitlyn yesterday? I didn't know you and her were, like, a thing.”
“Heh, I didn't either. We are now, though, I guess.”
“What do you mean, you guess? How'd you pull that off? She's damn hot, and never said a word to you before yesterday.”
“Why are you so interested? You probably watched us walking home, didn't you, you creeper?”
“Creeper? I live here too. You two were holding hands, I saw it.” James wouldn't admit to watching them kiss, though.
“Well, I don't know, I mean, I guess she had a crush on me for a while.”
James was not at all satisfied with Aury's explanation. He could see that Aury wouldn't tell him anything more, though, so he left off talking about it. After a half hour or so, though, Aury clicked off the TV, and turned to James.
“Hey, James, we can tell each other anything, right? I mean, even if it's weird?”
“Yeah, I guess, Aury. I'll still make fun of you for it, though, if it's weird.” James's attempt at humor fell flat. Aury drew a long breath, then let it out, as if preparing himself for something.
“Last week, at midnight on my birthday, I was awake my bed. I don't remember what I was doing, I think I was playing a game on my phone.” James suspected Aury had been staring into space like he had seen Aury do before, but said nothing. “When it turned midnight, and I turned thirteen, I guess, this dot of light started to glow in the air. It got brighter and brighter and started to grow, and when it was about the size of, like, a basketball, I heard a voice start speaking. This sounds crazy, I know, but it happened. It said something like 'Auron Cheberk, you are one of the select. You are a Golden Eye, and you have power. Now you have come of age, and it will be shown to you.' It told me that I had the power to control minds, and it showed me how to do it.” A chill went up James's spine. “The voice also said that when I was sixteen, I would be summoned. Until then, it said, I'd have three years to train and use my skills for myself.
“That's a weird dream, Aury.” said James.
“I don't think it was a dream, James. I...I used the power on Caitlyn. That's how I got her to kiss me, and to, uhm, to jack me off.” James was speechless. He wasn't sure whether he believed Aury. Maybe this is a joke. But I did see his eyes glowing and golden, and he did kiss Caitlyn half an hour after the first thing he said to her, and he says he did a lot more than that. All that staring at the back of her head must have been him using the power! This is insane, though. What is Aury, some kind of wizard?
“I'm not a wizard, James.” said Aury. Wait, what? Can...can he read my thoughts? “Yeah. I'm a Golden Eye.”
“What the hell is a Golden Eye, anyway, Aury? And why'd you get chosen for it?”
“We're selected when we're born. They choose people who are good, but their idea of good isn't the same as ours. I don't know what I have to do when I'm summoned. But for now I'm free to do whatever I want, more or less. As long as my life stays normal, and so do the lives of everyone I know. Well, close to normal. There's just one big thing I can't do.”
“What's that, Aury?” James suspected that the one big thing was tell anyone about the Golden Eye, but he hoped it was something else, since he had definitely just been told.
“Yep. I can't tell anyone.” James's heart started beating fast. “Or else I have to make them mine.” Aury stood up off the couch.
“What do you mean, make them yours?”
“You can probably guess, James. Don't worry, though, it's fun, I promise. Caitlyn's already mine, and I know she had fun. I did it slowly, with her, since it was the first time I tried it, and there were always other people around, and she couldn't see my eyes. But I know how it works now, James, and we're alone now, and I can look right into your eyes, James. It won't take long.” Aury narrowed his eyes, and his face set into concentration. He was standing in front of a scared James, and looking down at him. Aury drew in a breath.
“Aury I still don't know what you -” James's voice broke off as Aury's eyes burst forth from their usual blue-gray into a shining, radiant gold, as bright as fire and as fascinating. They glowed fiercely from somewhere within, cutting the early-morning dim and bathing the room in a golden light. James finally and fully understood what Aury meant, but he could not look away, even as he realized that if he stared much longer at the glowing discs that had moments before been his friend Aury's familiar blue slate eyes he would never again own his own mind. The shining eyes locked his gaze, solid as iron, and he could do nothing but stare and stare and stare. James's lips parted and his mouth hung slightly open, small breaths coming quickly. Aury began to step closer to James, pressing the intensity that held James fast ever closer to him. James tried weakly to fight Aury's eyes, trying to force his eyelids down to shield himself from the golden light, but as Aury stepped closer, his eyes could do nothing but open wider and wider. “It's pointless, James,” said Aury, as James stared ever longer at the glowing orbs his eyes had become, “you can't fight a Golden Eye. It'll be alright, just let yourself go. We'll still be friends. Well, I should say, more than friends. See, James, I've always liked you. I think I've had a crush on you, actually. I like girls, James, Caitlyn could tell you. But sometimes, James, sometimes I jack off and I think of you.” The words went in James's ears, but he did not hear them. He could feel himself giving in, despite anything he could do. And maybe – maybe he wasn't trying as hard as he could. He had always sort of liked Aury, as more than a friend. There was a reason he always tried to get Aury to wrestle with him. Maybe being his wouldn't be a bad thing. But James wasn't thinking consciously of this either, or very much at all.
Aury's molten golden discs and James's enraptured eyes had barely a foot between them, now, and James's eyes were stretched as wide as they could, the glowing waves washing over them. As his will drained, his thoughts came in flurries and pieces, less and less coherent by the second. This is, I can't, so bright, Aury, so bright, Aury, I, so bright, I can't, bright, bright, bright, Aury, Aury... Aury smiled. The intensity of his eyes faded somewhat, no longer a raging fire but still a bright flame, and James was still enthralled, enraptured, and unthinking.
“James, can you hear me? There's no need for you speak, you only need to think.” said Aury.
Yes, I hear, thought James.
“Good. Now, James, you are mine.”
I am yours.
“Mmh, and doesn't it feel good? There's more to come. When I touch my finger to your forehead, a wave of golden warmth and golden pleasure will rise through your body, beginning at your feet. It will be the best feeling you've ever experienced, and it will make your cock grow and get hard.”
I want to feel the golden, Aury, thought James, his eyes still fixed to Aury's.
“I know you do, James. When the pleasure rises to where my finger touches your forehead, the pleasure will explode throughout every part of your body, and you'll cum for me, James, you'll cum hard.”
I'll cum for you, Aury.
“There's just one thing – the pleasure can't spread to a part of your body that has clothes on. And you want the pleasure to spread, so you know what you have to do.”
Yes, Aury.
“Lovely, James. Now, I'll start.”
Aury slowly extended a finger forward, and touched it lightly to James's forehead. The boy let out a small gasp. James could feel the pleasure trying to enter his feet, but his sneakers blocked the way. Without thinking a thing, he kicked them off, and shuddered as he felt the pleasure pour into his feet and start to creep up his calves, left bare by his athletic shorts. As the golden warmth flowed up his smooth, young calves, he felt a warmth in his smooth, young cock as it began to grow. You were right, Aury. “I will always be right, James.” The warmth was stopped just below his knees as it reached the edge of his shorts, so his hands moved on their own to strip off his shorts, letting them fall around his feet. The warmth grew again, progressing up his thighs. He shuddered in apprehension as the golden pleasure came nearer to his now-erect young cock, and his eyelids fluttered, but did not close, would never close, with Aury's golden light still pouring into his mesmerized eyes. As the pleasure touched the border of his briefs, his arms unthinking pulled those off as well, his cock springing up to its full height out of his bare and creamy loins. As the golden warmth flowed up into his member, he shuddered again more powerfully than before, and as the pleasure flowed to the bare head and the tip of his cock he released, with a moan and a flutter of his wide-open eyes, a dribble of precum. If Aury had not told him when he was to cum, he would have cum right then, but Aury had said when it would happen, and Aury's word was his only thought. As the warmth flowed up and around James, he near ripped off his shirt, trembling with anticipation as the pleasure went higher and higher. He moaned and squirmed in bliss as the warmth flowed over his smooth chest, but his eyes, his wide, mesmerized eyes never left Aury's for a second. He was naked, now, with nothing on his young, smooth, and tender body at all, and nothing in his mind but warmth, pleasure, and obedience. As the glowing warmth flowed up his neck, he shivered in anticipation of the bliss he knew would come when the flowing pleasure reached Aury's finger. As the golden warmth flowed up James's head, he felt it swirling around inside his mind, scouring from him every trace of any desire to resist Aury's commands, melting away all of his resistance. As the pleasure reached his eyes, he gasped in a breath, his head swaying back as he readied himself for – the bliss came. The flowing gold reached Aury's finger on James's forehead, and the boy was swallowed in ecstasy. His chest arced upward and his head backward, his fingers clutching in the throes of heaven to the fabric of the couch, as the floodgates opened and waves of cum burst out of his erect and glistening cock, as waves of orgasmic pleasure rolled over him from head to foot.
Aury, seeing James writhe with pleasure and bliss, burned his golden eyes again to their full power, and the young James was now washed with the golden tides from Aury's eyes and his own tides of pleasure from within. His will was no more. He was Aury's. His body, spent from being tossed in the throes of orgasmic pleasure, collapsed onto the couch, and as he breathed heavily, in and out, exhausted, his eyes still stared wide into Aury's golden discs.
This is...amazing...Aury...I feel...so...so good...
“This is what it means to be mine, James.”
I want to be...yours forever, Aury...
