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authors note- this idea came to me travelling on a night bus for 9 hours, the premise intrigued me so i wrote this opening part on my phone so please excuse any grammar or typo mistakes, i am unsure whether this idea is as hot as i imagine it to be so any feedback is appreciated, all the best! Matt x
Everyone on their 21st birthday wakes and finds they have a super power
some get useful powers like strength or flight, invisibility or telepathy
some wake with not so useful powers like the ability to make the perfect cup of tea or the ability to always accuratley guess the amount of items in a jar, like the ones you see at village fetes or at county fairs, sure you win a cuddly toy but hardly a life changing skill
when Neil woke on his 21st birthday he was excited
he looked at himself in the mirror
no physical changes,his body remained scrawny and pale
he climbed onto his desk and jumped off, not flight
he tried lifting his desk, nope
this was odd, most peoples powers manifested realitviely quickly, he didnt want to have to go to the centre and run through the myriad of tests they conduct to work out trickier powers to ascertain
his friends had warned the testing could get pretty invasive
he threw on a t shirtand pyjama bottoms and walked down stairs
“happy birthday hun!” his mum beamed handing him his card and present
his step dad grunted from behind the paper, this probably meant happy birthday, he wasnt much of a talker
neil did a double take,above his step dad was 2 numbers, 7 and 7
he looked above his mums head, no numbers
all day above every mans head was 2 numbers that only neil could see, and only men over the age of 18
this was the weirdest power he had ever heard of, random floating numbers
that night he booted up his laptop and put on some porn
it was a solo scene of a performer
above his head was the number 9 and the number 6
interviewer- so on your application you claimed to be 9 inches long by 6 inches around
performer- yep, thats what my missus measured me at
(interviewer hands him a tape measure off camera)
Performer (chuckling)-dont believe me?
Interviewer- why should I we only just met! (also chuckling)
the performer proceeded to pull down his underwear and slowly jerk off his cock growing longer and thicker as he got hard
once fully erect, the foreskin pulled right back the head bulging and shiny he measured
performer- 9 inches long......6 inches around
neil stopped in his tracks the realisation finally dawning
neils power was he could see a mans endowment stats above his head
he blushed recalling some of the men he had encountered
his math professor with 4 and 3 above his head
the shop worker with 8 and6 above his head
his step dads 7 7,explains why mum kept him around
this power was deffinitley not one of the flashier ones out there
he finished his wank,looked up a few other of his favourite porn stars
he knew that one guy was lying about his size, now he had proof
he registered his power with the registry and went to bed, this could make his life extremely awkward, he didnt need or want to know everyones size
the next day he went to his place of work, Mr Jones Coffee shop
he shot past his boss Mr Jones avoiding eye contact and went to hang up his coat and put on his apron
that entire day was a disaster of neil walking into things, spilling drinks because he darent look up at any male customer, many of whom were regulars in the shop, he didnt need to know that lovely Mr Kinkaid had a monstercock, or a micro
“neil.... come into my office please!” mr jones said in his “drop everything and come here now!” tone
mr jones had always been very good to neil, he was the first person he had come out to at 18, at which point he revealed he was bi himself
they had spent many nights cleaning up the shop talking about being queer, and neils worries about the powers he would get
he had also always adapted the schedule to fit around neils studies
mr jones was on the shorter side, barrel chested, with a bit of a gut, in his 50s, never married, clean shaven, always wore a button up shirt and slacks
he told neil that when he turned 21 he discovered his power was making the best coffee around hence he opened up the coffee shop
“what on earth is going on? This is not like you you are usually one of my best workers!” he said concerned sitting across from neil behind his desk
“im so sorry mr jones.... take any remade drinks out of my wages!”
“dont be silly! I'm more worried about you... it must be bad you wont even look at me!” he scoffed
“i cant.... please dont make me!”
“is it your power? If you got laser eyes they should send you the special glasses by now....”
“not laser eyes... I wish it was laser eyes......”
“then what is it.....”
he came around from behind the desk kneeling in front of Neil
“neil, I promise whatever the power is its ok, we can find a way to make it useful”
neils cheeks flushed
“but to do that I need to see your face”
without warning Mr jones raised neils face
for a moment neil forgot why he wasnt looking Mr jones in the face, then he saw the numbers floating above his wonderful bosses head and his jaw dropped
Everyone on their 21st birthday wakes and finds they have a super power
some get useful powers like strength or flight, invisibility or telepathy
some wake with not so useful powers like the ability to make the perfect cup of tea or the ability to always accuratley guess the amount of items in a jar, like the ones you see at village fetes or at county fairs, sure you win a cuddly toy but hardly a life changing skill
when Neil woke on his 21st birthday he was excited
he looked at himself in the mirror
no physical changes,his body remained scrawny and pale
he climbed onto his desk and jumped off, not flight
he tried lifting his desk, nope
this was odd, most peoples powers manifested realitviely quickly, he didnt want to have to go to the centre and run through the myriad of tests they conduct to work out trickier powers to ascertain
his friends had warned the testing could get pretty invasive
he threw on a t shirtand pyjama bottoms and walked down stairs
“happy birthday hun!” his mum beamed handing him his card and present
his step dad grunted from behind the paper, this probably meant happy birthday, he wasnt much of a talker
neil did a double take,above his step dad was 2 numbers, 7 and 7
he looked above his mums head, no numbers
all day above every mans head was 2 numbers that only neil could see, and only men over the age of 18
this was the weirdest power he had ever heard of, random floating numbers
that night he booted up his laptop and put on some porn
it was a solo scene of a performer
above his head was the number 9 and the number 6
interviewer- so on your application you claimed to be 9 inches long by 6 inches around
performer- yep, thats what my missus measured me at
(interviewer hands him a tape measure off camera)
Performer (chuckling)-dont believe me?
Interviewer- why should I we only just met! (also chuckling)
the performer proceeded to pull down his underwear and slowly jerk off his cock growing longer and thicker as he got hard
once fully erect, the foreskin pulled right back the head bulging and shiny he measured
performer- 9 inches long......6 inches around
neil stopped in his tracks the realisation finally dawning
neils power was he could see a mans endowment stats above his head
he blushed recalling some of the men he had encountered
his math professor with 4 and 3 above his head
the shop worker with 8 and6 above his head
his step dads 7 7,explains why mum kept him around
this power was deffinitley not one of the flashier ones out there
he finished his wank,looked up a few other of his favourite porn stars
he knew that one guy was lying about his size, now he had proof
he registered his power with the registry and went to bed, this could make his life extremely awkward, he didnt need or want to know everyones size
the next day he went to his place of work, Mr Jones Coffee shop
he shot past his boss Mr Jones avoiding eye contact and went to hang up his coat and put on his apron
that entire day was a disaster of neil walking into things, spilling drinks because he darent look up at any male customer, many of whom were regulars in the shop, he didnt need to know that lovely Mr Kinkaid had a monstercock, or a micro
“neil.... come into my office please!” mr jones said in his “drop everything and come here now!” tone
mr jones had always been very good to neil, he was the first person he had come out to at 18, at which point he revealed he was bi himself
they had spent many nights cleaning up the shop talking about being queer, and neils worries about the powers he would get
he had also always adapted the schedule to fit around neils studies
mr jones was on the shorter side, barrel chested, with a bit of a gut, in his 50s, never married, clean shaven, always wore a button up shirt and slacks
he told neil that when he turned 21 he discovered his power was making the best coffee around hence he opened up the coffee shop
“what on earth is going on? This is not like you you are usually one of my best workers!” he said concerned sitting across from neil behind his desk
“im so sorry mr jones.... take any remade drinks out of my wages!”
“dont be silly! I'm more worried about you... it must be bad you wont even look at me!” he scoffed
“i cant.... please dont make me!”
“is it your power? If you got laser eyes they should send you the special glasses by now....”
“not laser eyes... I wish it was laser eyes......”
“then what is it.....”
he came around from behind the desk kneeling in front of Neil
“neil, I promise whatever the power is its ok, we can find a way to make it useful”
neils cheeks flushed
“but to do that I need to see your face”
without warning Mr jones raised neils face
for a moment neil forgot why he wasnt looking Mr jones in the face, then he saw the numbers floating above his wonderful bosses head and his jaw dropped
