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Eric stood looking up at the school. In the front was a large circular building with a domed roof. Eric knew that the building was a hollow shell. Its interior was that of a large oval and seating for the many students that attended the school. Behind the stadium as it was called were three rectangular buildings. All three were five stories above ground and three below. They were all modern buildings of steel and concrete. Which stood out in the isolated European country side?
Eric straightened his slender shoulders in the over sized hoddie he wore. The hoddie was a washed out gray looking colour that may have been white once. The elastic at the cuffs had been removed leaving a frayed baggy opening concealing part of his elegant hands. The large hood hid his hair and part of his face. He wore a faded pair of white jeans that hugged his tight fuckable ass snugly. The jeans were a little out dated having a boot cut leg instead of the preferred by most skinny leg. He wore a pair of gray white ankle boots with a pointed toe. The only thing anyone would really say about him was he was slender and of average height for an eighteen year old.
The school or college was anything but average. In the circles that knew about it, it was simply referred to as the collage. It was one of several that catered to a certain type of student. It had once been a castle. However due to a fire the old building had been demolished and replaced with the modern buildings. The three rectangular buildings represented the three kinds of students that attended the collage. The central building housed the sorcery department. The building to its left and closest to the outdoor exercise area and ovals. Housed the warrior mage department. And to the right was the healers department.
Eric took one more look up at the buildings. He sighed and started toward the central building. Eric was a sorcerer. He joined the stream of girls that were moving toward the central building. It was an odd genetic curiosity but only a third of all sorcerers were male. As a result there were a lot of people that thought of sorcery as a female thing. This wasn't helped by the fact that nearly half of the male sorcerers were also gay. Eric looked around at his fellow first year sorcerers. There were around a hundred and fifty of them with about twenty guys in total.
The induction was short and to the point. Most of the information had already been given to them prior to starting. The basic education for a sorcerer was four years. A year longer than that of the other departments. There were three basic areas of study. Elemental magic, which dealt with the four basic elements and further education into the lesser elements in later years. Constructed magic, which dealt with magic focused around creating long lasting spells and magical objects. Lastly Spiritual magic, which dealt with manipulating things with the mind both physical and mental.
As a first year there were six subjects. One for each of the base elements, basic construction and basic mental. Basic mental had a longer name but most just called it basic mental. Sorcerers were also encouraged to take two elective classes one for the healers and one for warriors. Eric elected to take the basics in both.
After the induction they were all handed a timetable and key to their rooms. Sorcerers unlike the other departments were given their own dorm. It was believed that a sorcerer needed more alone time then a mage. Eric looked around the large but empty room. It was basically the size of a good master bedroom in a large house. In the centre of one of the walls was a short hallway that lead to a small bathroom. Eric shook his head and focused his mind. He focused on his old room where he had packed all his things into neat boxes. Taking a steadying breath he started to summon the objects he wanted.
As he focused on each item they appeared in his new room. A double bed tucked in a corner complete with bedding and pillows. A large desk with shelves above it. A large book shelf and a two seater lounge. As well as about ten boxes of his stuff. Six of which contained books. The collage encouraged technology. Erick had his desk top a lap top and his tablet as well as the phone in his pocket. He knew that many of the other students would also have a television. However Eric had never been one for TV. Eric looked around and was happy with what he saw, he would be happy to live here for the next four years.
Sean looked around the dorm he shared with three others. The space was clearly too small for the four of them. However somehow they managed to make it work. As second years they had at least gotten a slightly larger dorm. Sean was happy to be back after the holidays between first and second year. He had not thought he would miss the place as much as he had. Andy jumped off of his lower bunk and gave Sean a big bear hug. "Hay man I missed you". Sean looked at his buddy and grinned the pair had been rarely seen apart since they met.
"Did you see all the fresh sorcerers come in"? Andy asked excitedly. Sean nodded indicating he had. "Fuck man I can't wait until the pairing". Sean grinned at his buddy every warrior mage wanted to pair with a sorcerer. To a mage a sorcerer was like a boost to their natural abilities. A paired mage was stronger, faster and more powerful. There were however fewer sorcerers then mages. As a result many of the warrior mages formed bonds with the healers. The healers however drew strength from the warrior to help with their magic rather than the warrior getting a boost. This didn't mean a healer was the weakest of the three groups. Any sorcerer knew that a good healer was important as a sorcerer was rarely gifted at healing.
It was standard procedure that a warrior could not be paired with a sorcerer until their second year. A sorcerer could however chose when they paired if ever. "Did you see there are even fewer males this year"? Andy asked. Sean nodded he had watched the males intently. There were nineteen out of a hundred and sixty three sorcerers. "I noticed research indicates they are on the decline", Sean responded in a neutral tone. Andy looked at his best bud seriously. "You know as you won't just come out and say it I will", Sean frowned at his friend. "You're gay, I know but I don't think anyone else does. But I've watched you watch the males and I don't care and to hell with everyone else". Andy grinned at the startled expression on his friends face.
"I guess I'm not as subtle as I thought", Sean grinned at his friend. Andy shook his head grinning back. "No man you are really subtle I think I'm the only one to have seen it". Sean was relived, he wasn't assumed of being gay. However he didn't want to advertise it to everyone. "So did any take your eye", Andy asked as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down at his friend. Sean laughed and shook his head.
Eric sat in his first class. It was an intro to battle magic, his warrior mage elective. He sat with his hood up trying not to draw attention to himself. He was failing at it as the hood was drawing more than its fair share of attention. A warrior mage smiled menacingly at Eric. He ducked his head trying to avoid attention. The mage thrust his hand out. Eric felt his hood being engulfed in flames. It and it alone was burnt to ash. Eric stood startled by the removal of his hood. The class all turned to him stunned as he stood and approached the warrior mage.
Eric wore a form fitting button up shirt in a pale green untucked with the sleeves rolled up. What the hood had hidden was what drew attention. Eric's hair was a dark red black. He had his long hair tied at the base of his neck loosely. Making it appear as though he still wore a dark red black hood. A number of strands had escaped and fell across his face. The remainder of his long hair was contained by a number of ties that fell half across his well formed chest. A chest that was on display under the form fitting shirt he wore. It was not his hair that made people gasp, it was his stormy gray eyes and perfect pale skin. Combined with his pretty boy face.
Eric turned to the warrior that had burnt his hoddie. He glared at the boy who was an obvious bully. With a slight smile he manipulated his own magic to burn the boy's clothes. Eric held the fire on the bully as he approached him. "Apologise or I will leave you with nothing", Eric hissed at the mage. The mage glared and lashed out at the sorcerer who just grinned. Erick incinerated the warrior mages clothing. He had let the mage do the same to him.
The room was filled with giggles and lured comments as the pair stood naked. A gleam entered Eric's eyes. "Tell me can you recreate your clothing warrior mage", Eric asked with a sneer. As he spoke he reversed the damage on his own clothing. Including his hoddie, the mage looked around embarrassed trying to cover his growing man hood. "Pity you had so much to offer", Eric pointedly looked at the mages growing dick.
At that point the instructor entered. She took a quick look around and barley hid her grin. "All right everyone take a seat and settle down. That is except our two friends". The instructor turned to Eric. "Would you kindly restore his clothing". Eric felt like saying no, however he looked at the now very red mage and felt sorry for him. With a grin he reformed the mages clothes. "Hi the names Eric". The mage was patting himself down making sure his clothing was real. He looked up at Eric and laughed, "Paul, you know you are the most entertainment I've had since I got here". Eric laughed and pushed his hood back. "Always happy to entertain. I will save this class for my comedy act. I'm told the other classes are of a more physical nature". Eric lowered his voice to a stage whisper for the last part.
As the pair took their seats the instructor started her lesson. She started bluntly explaining the responsibility of a sorcerer. All in the room knew that the council of Sorcerers had long ago dictated that it was the responsibility of all sorcerers to protect humanity from the Demonic. The Demonic came from another plain of existence. Not a lot was known about this other plain as it was imposable for a person to go there and come back alive. What was known was information gathered from interviews with people that had been possessed by the Demonic.
Moving on with her introduction the instructor asked the mages what their primary duty was. Paul looked at Eric before answering loudly. "It is a warrior mages duty to ensure that their sorcerer lives long enough to finish their job". The instructor looked at the serious expression on Paul's face and nodded once before continuing with her lesson.
Eric like everyone else in the room knew about the bond shared between a Sorcerer and a battle mage. Everyone knew about the boost a Mage got. What mages didn't know was that when the bond was formed it was for life. It was also up to the sorcerer to explain what that meant. As a Sorcerer Eric knew that it was possible for him to lose a mage. However the same could not be said for a mage. A mage that lost their sorcerer would go crazy and quickly burn out and die within a matter of days. It could be said that it was just one more added incentive for the mage to keep their sorcerer safe and alive.
Sean was watching the first year mages practice hand to hand combat. It was the end of the first week back. As he watched he noted a pair working a little apart. One of them had for some reason kept his hood up. Andy walked over and looked at what had captivated Sean's attention. "I'm guessing that kids ugly as fuck". Sean frowned not sure what Andy meant. It was clear to him that the guy in the hood was stunning. He was slender but you could see the power and strength in his stance. "The hood you him around but never his face", Andy explained. Sean had to admit it was a little strange.
"He doesn't look much like a warrior", Andy observed. Sean shook his head and grinned at his friend. "He's not, that's a sorcerer". Andy looked at the guy in the hoddie with a new respect. "He's holding his own against that other guy, they are both first years right". Sean nodded. "Hay it looks as if we are going to see his face. You want to bet he's ugly". Sean just shook his head and watched. The sorcerer lifted the bottom of his hoddie. As he pulled it up a strip of his smooth pale skin was revealed. Before Sean could fully appreciate the sight of bare flesh the hoddie was removed. Sean herd Andy gasp as the long red black hair was unhidden. The sorcerer turned as if he sensed he was being watched. His pale gray eyes locked with Sean's bright blue.
Their eyes only met for a moment. However Sean felt a connection even from the distance they were from each other. "Well what do you know pretty enough to be a girl", Andy broke the trance Sean had found himself in. "That would be the reason for the hood", Sean snapped without thinking. Andy looked a little hurt. "Sorry man it's just that comments like that would have been thrown at him his entire life". Andy seemed to understand. The pair watched as the sorcerer neatly flipped the warrior. "Well he doesn't help himself with that hair", Andy pointed out. Sean had to agree as he watched the long hair whip around as the Sorcerer moved. "True but can you blame him". Andy looked over at the sorcerer and couldn't help but agree with his buddy.
"Damn it Eric, are you always going to make me look like a fool", Paul grouched as Eric helped his friend up. Elizabeth laughed from not far away. "Beth don't even think about it, I get enough shit from Eric". Elizabeth or Beth as she liked to be called turned to the guys she had been watching spar with a grin. She had been distracted by the two older students watching from a distance. "Why Paul I would never do such a thing. I mean you do such a good job of making a fool out of yourself without my help". Eric hid a grin behind his hand trying not to irritate his friend too much. Paul glared at Beth, "well if it's so easy to beat him you do it".
Beth looked at Eric for a moment clearly weighing up her chances. "I don't think so it's clear he has more power than me". Eric gave Beth a slight smile acknowledging the truth of her statement. A Sorcerer always knew when they were facing someone more powerful than them. "For real, way to bash a man's ego". Eric grinned at his friend. He and Paul had been fast friends since the incident in their first class. "I mean come on is there anything you suck at", it was clear that Paul was joking around. "Well no so I suppose I suck at sucking, although I've never had any complaints there either", Eric sniggered as Paul groaned loudly. Eric had decided that he wouldn't hide his sexuality here as he had tried to in high school.
Eric shook the memories out of his mind. It was never good to dwell on the past too much. He looked around for his hoddie. Paul shook his head as Eric pulled it back on hiding his hair and face away. "Man I don't get it, you are the embodiment of perfect and you hide it away". Eric knew what Paul was saying. It did not however help. His appearance had always caused him issues. Such a pretty boy, to pretty to be a man. In truth it was why he had learnt to fight in the first place. High school had shown him just how cruel the world could be. "The hood gets less attention than my face", from anyone else what he said would have sounded conceited. However anyone who had seen the pain in Eric's eyes would know the admission was hard for him.
Paul grinned and threw an arm around his friends more slender shoulders. "Don't sweat it mate me and Beth here have your back". It had taken Eric two days to realize that the accent that Paul was trying to hide was that of an Australian. "You're getting sloppy, mate instead of man or bud". Paul blinked rapidly not getting what Eric was saying. "You have an Australian accent that you have been doing really well at hiding". Paul blushed and then laughed, realizing that he had been caught out. "Don't worry I'm sure it's only those of us that know what we are looking for that will notice". Paul frowned at Eric who grinned, "Brisbane". Paul was honestly shocked he was from the Gold Cost. "Well you sure are better at hiding it than me I thought you were British or something" Beth nodded her agreement. "I was born in England and spent the first ten years there then my family moved". Paul and Beth took the explanation without question. Eric let out the breath he had been holding. He wasn't ready to explain that the move had not been voluntary. That and the bold face lie about having parents to begin with.
Sean lay on his bunk. He had told Andy he wanted to catch an hour's sleep before their evening classes. They both knew that sleep was code for I need some alone time. Sean had stripped down to his boxer briefs. And had swiftly bought up one of his usual free porn sights on his tablet. With headphones in he could hear the moans of pleasure coming from the guys in the porn without worry about others hearing it. Without hesitation he pushed his boxer briefs down. His already rock hard cock sprung out and up. He gently grasped his throbbing rod and pulled his foreskin away from his large pink head.
Sean had always been proud of his penis. It was a good seven and a half inches long and nice and thick without being too thick. The head flared out nicely and was a nice pink colour. At the moment in glistened from the pre that had already escaped and spread making his head nice and slick. Sean moaned softly as he watched the porn and felt himself reaching climax far too quickly. He gave himself three more quick tugs squeezing his penis tightly as he came all over his six pack abs. Sighing he reached for his cum rag to clean himself off.
As he pulled his jeans back on he caught sight of his now messed up hair. It was short and blonde cut and styled fashionable. His body was a work of art all hard sculpted muscle. Sean would be lying if he said he didn't like what he saw. Granted his face wasn't pretty, but still he was good looking. With a grin to himself Sean pulled on a tight t-shirt it was a size to small and hugged his sculpted body lovingly. Sean loved the attention he got from wearing it and who wouldn't. Now to see if he could capture the attention of a certain Sorcerer.
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