David pulled at his collar as he and Trevor went outside to his car. He was suddenly reminded of the junker that he was forced to drive around in. Trevor stood on the passenger side of the vehicle. "Yo! Why don't you use that genie of yours to get you a sweet ass ride?" then paused. "Oh shit. You probably only get three wishes. Right?"
"No I can," David said. "I get unlimited wishes for the next 24 hours." Then he turned to look at me for conformation.
"That is correct master. If you wish to have a new vehicle, all you have to do is wish for it," I said.
"Okay," David breathed again. He clearly wasn't used to getting things like this and looked a bit nervous over the prospect. "I wish that I owned a new truck that all the guys at Mark's party would be jealous of."
Seeing how nervous even such a simple wish made David, I chose not to change anything about it. Instead, he got to watch his cheap old car shift and change into a brand new truck that rose far above his head. The perfect jet black color completely contrasted the chipped paint he had on his old car. "Woah! THANK YOU!" he turned to me. "You're so amazing!"
"It is simply my job master," I tried my best not to pay too much heed to the compliment, but the genuine way that David said it, only made me feel the utmost appreciation. While most masters tended to be fairly greedy, this one looked as though he thoroughly appreciated the gesture.
"Still... Thank you," he said again, before climbing into the cabin of the truck.
Trevor was already inside, looking at all the controls on the console. "Okay. So how are you going to wish that we can go to Mark's party?"
"Uhh... I guess, I wish that Mark invited me to his party."
I froze time and then peered into David's mind. The guy seriously had a crush on the jock. It was pretty obvious what to add.
"Uhh... I guess, I wish that Mark invited me to his party AFTER WE FUCKED."
"YOU GUYS FUCKED!?" Trevor shouted.
"What?" David suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him as he realized the words came out of his mouth. "Oh. Shoot. I just..." he thought about it and a memory was starting to form of the two of them staying after class and going to the library. In one of the rooms, Mark was starting to get a bit handsy. Then his big hands were reaching underneath David's clothes and taking them off.
David shifted in his seat as his dick started to harden from the memory. It felt so real, but also like it was just a dream. "I don't know," David continued. He didn't know where this memory had came from, but at the same time he wasn't about to push it out. "I wish I could have sex with Mark..."
Another wish.
"I wish I could have sex with Mark WHENEVER I WANTED."
"Of course you'd wish that," Trevor smirked. "You stare at him all the time. It's not like you're interested in the sport of wrestling, yet you've gone to how many of his meets?"
David's face burned brighter. "So? He's really hot." David shifted around in the new seat of his truck as he tried to get comfortable again. He didn't realize that his shirt was growing a bit more snug around his chest and shoulders. A little bit of muscle was starting to build up where none had been before.
"True..." Trevor nodded absentmindedly.
"True? You're not gay," David said.
"I know. But like you said, he's really hot," Trevor added.
"I know! I know I think that, but you've never said anything like that before!"
"Master," I interrupted. "Your previous wish to make him believe you no matter what is what is causing him to agree with you."
"Oh... Really?" David looked at me. Then Trevor and worked up what seemed like a lot of courage. "You think I'm hotter than Mark," he said in one breath.
"Well... Yeah man. You've got this nerdy attractiveness about you that I've always found appealing. Those square glasses perfectly accentuate your face and that lithe body of yours is just so cute," Trevor's entire demeaner changed as he laid on thick compliments to David.
"But you're not gay," David said.
"I know," Trevor said.
"But you've had intense sexual fantasies about me," David added.
Trevor took a second, then a seductive smile filled his face as he nodded. "I can think of a few." Then leaned against the console dividing the two. "Maybe we can make them more than that."
David squirmed under the pressure as Trevor's position shifted in the truck. "But we're just friends," he added as Trevor reached across the truck to touch him. "And you're completely satisfied with that."
"Yeah..." Trevor said. "Just being around you gives me plenty of fantasies."
I smiled watching the passive boy sweat as his friend was getting a bit flirtier with him. Though, it might have been that another 5 pounds of muscle had added onto his body, straining his shirt just a bit tighter against his chest and arms. The half inch added to his height wasn't helping either. Every part of his clothes were starting to pull at areas he wasn't quite used to. His continued to wiggle around in the seat, trying his best to get comfortable.
I patiently waited for his next wish.