Aussie_Wolf
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Jeremy had always been a bit of a loner. Hell who was he kidding, he had been the nerdy kid at school that got picked on because he was no good at sports, was a whiz at everything else, and ruined everyone's test scores when the teachers marked on a curve. He had tried to fit in, but no matter what he did it just did not work.
By junior high he had accepted his lot in life and hid himself away in the library, reading and absorbing knowledge, working on the old computers his school could afford and writing little programs for his own amusement. Still he was picked on at every opportunity by the jocks in his class and their followers. However by now he did not care and he started to ace all his tests just to piss them off. Of course they got their own back during Gym but he had learned how to defend himself on the dodgeball court and to run reasonably fast.
In high school it got a little better and by the time he was in college there were actually schools chasing him because of his brain. He actually met other kids like him and for several years he was happy. Then had come the job offers. Companies were lining up to throw money at him to come work for them in various fields. In their IT departments, as a Game designer, A designer for Aeronautics, ships, subs even race cars, he had his pick of lucrative jobs. Then as he was deciding he got a phone call. An uncle he had never met but vaguely remembered his mother telling him about had died and he was named in his will. He would need to make his way to the old guys estate to hear the reading of the will and to claim whatever it was he was to receive. Failure to attend meant he forfeited his rights to anything named and it would be sold off with all proceeds going to charity.
Jeremy was tempted to just let it slide, but when he googled the old guy's name it turned out he had been a crazy old coot, but a damn rich one. He had collected a lot of old things he had believed were magic and built a house to put them in. It was on a sprawling estate in Maine and if he was going to make it in time he was going to have to leave right away.
He only just made it in time. He had driven thinking it would be cheaper than flying and it was, but only just. The boredom however was not really worth the fifty bucks he had saved. He probably should have paid for the ticket and been here in a day, instead of the three days it had taken him to drive here.
As he pulled up to the front door he saw several other cars parked to the side. He pulled around and parked near them and walked inside. Most were rentals from the Airport, but a few were from out of state. Only one was local. Guess he must be the Lawyer then Jeremy thought. He knocked on the door and a short balding guy opened it. "Ahh good, you must be Jeremy. Your the last to arrive so we can get started now."
He led him inside and into a huge dining room. The table was bigger than the lounge room in Jeremy's apartment and around it was seated people he vaguely remembered from old family get togethers. He was surprised not to find his parents here but he took his seat and then looked expectantly at the lawyer.
"Right," he said picking up a stack of papers, "I will get right down to it. I think we can gloss over the whole legal mumbo jumbo," he smiled, "And Cedric was not big on last words so there really aren't many. To my Brother Andy and his wife I leave my two vintage cars. To my sister Beatrice I leave the sum of 100,000 dollars, and to my other sister Clarice I leave the same. To my friends Donald, Edna, Fred and Gerty I leave the sum of 10,000 dollars each and the poker table and bar we had so much fun using. To my Butler and driver Horace I leave the Rolls Royce and 50,000 dollars. You served me well over the years old friend, time for you to take that trip you always wanted. To my Cook and Housemaid Irene I also leave the sum of 50,000 dollars. Your food always sustained me my dear even to the very end. Which brings me to my Nephew Jeremy who is probably wondering why he is here. I have instructed my lawyer to give you your inheritance in private and some words of wisdom from me. As to the rest of my estate, the grounds, house and all it's contents have been donated to the town as a museum with a trust fund set up with the rest of my money to pay for it's upkeep. Oh and anyone contesting and arguing about this will automatically forfeits all rights to their inheritance."
The lawyer looked up and smiled. "Well that is the end of it. If you would like to come up I have already made out the cheque's, you just need to sign some paperwork and I can hand them over. Those with bulkier items we can arrange a time for those to be picked up if you wish. If I could ask you to wait patiently Jeremy sir until this has all been taken care of."
Jeremy just nodded and watched as his relatives sourly marched up to receive their cheque's and in one case arrange to pick up their cars, while his friends and workers walked up with smiles on their faces. It seemed they had been expecting nothing while his family had been expecting a lot more. Frankly Jeremy had come here expecting nothing so he was right on the money at the moment.
Finally everyone had cleared out and it was just him and the lawyer. The lawyer wiped his head then smiled at him. "Okay young man now I am going to tell you these are your Uncles words not mine." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small yellow envelope no bigger than his palm. He gestured for Jeremy to hold out his hand then poured a ring out of it into his palm. Jeremy examined it. It looked to be made of pure gold with what looked like a sprite etched in it flowing around the outside of the band. Inside was a name, but it had been worn down a little and he could not quite read it.
"Right your Uncles instructions are to put the ring on and then never take it off again. If used properly it will bring you a lot of happiness and fulfillment and it is a joy for any man in the sort of predicament you are in. Above all have fun Nephew." The man looked at him and shrugged. "Beats me what the old man meant but I have fulfilled my duties now so I can say I have earned my fee," he smiled. Standing up he gestured to the door and hurried Jeremy from the house.
That night he was sitting on the edge of his motel bed staring at the ring trying to decide if he was going to put it on or not. It wasn't too bad as rings went. It looked like a mans ring and it gave off a sense of wealth. Heck the thing practically oozed that it was worth a fortune in gold. Yet the pattern was not that manly, but it really couldn't be seen unless you were up close. Finally he just slipped it on his right hand and looked at it. It looked good and he left it on as he began to flick through the channels. He found a decent movie and watched that then started surfing again.
He clicked straight past the porn channels as they were blocked then continued looking until his brain caught up with his thumb. Wait up, go back. He hit reverse and low and behold the porn channels were open. Through some sort of stuff up or act of god he was getting free porn tonight. Skimming through the channels he found something decent and watched until he had a raging hard on and he began to rub himself. Soon he wrapped his shaft with his whole hand and began to jerk himself up and down. He felt something cool and looked down to see the ring on his finger but it soon warmed up and anyway his mind soon forgot that as his eyes went back to the screen and his balls began to tighten up.
Soon he was spraying everywhere and grunting as he came and then a golden glow seemed to emanate from his cock. Looking down he saw that it wasn't his cock but his ring. It was glowing brighter and brighter the more he came and he was having one of the most intense orgasms of his life. Just what the fuck was going on?
By junior high he had accepted his lot in life and hid himself away in the library, reading and absorbing knowledge, working on the old computers his school could afford and writing little programs for his own amusement. Still he was picked on at every opportunity by the jocks in his class and their followers. However by now he did not care and he started to ace all his tests just to piss them off. Of course they got their own back during Gym but he had learned how to defend himself on the dodgeball court and to run reasonably fast.
In high school it got a little better and by the time he was in college there were actually schools chasing him because of his brain. He actually met other kids like him and for several years he was happy. Then had come the job offers. Companies were lining up to throw money at him to come work for them in various fields. In their IT departments, as a Game designer, A designer for Aeronautics, ships, subs even race cars, he had his pick of lucrative jobs. Then as he was deciding he got a phone call. An uncle he had never met but vaguely remembered his mother telling him about had died and he was named in his will. He would need to make his way to the old guys estate to hear the reading of the will and to claim whatever it was he was to receive. Failure to attend meant he forfeited his rights to anything named and it would be sold off with all proceeds going to charity.
Jeremy was tempted to just let it slide, but when he googled the old guy's name it turned out he had been a crazy old coot, but a damn rich one. He had collected a lot of old things he had believed were magic and built a house to put them in. It was on a sprawling estate in Maine and if he was going to make it in time he was going to have to leave right away.
He only just made it in time. He had driven thinking it would be cheaper than flying and it was, but only just. The boredom however was not really worth the fifty bucks he had saved. He probably should have paid for the ticket and been here in a day, instead of the three days it had taken him to drive here.
As he pulled up to the front door he saw several other cars parked to the side. He pulled around and parked near them and walked inside. Most were rentals from the Airport, but a few were from out of state. Only one was local. Guess he must be the Lawyer then Jeremy thought. He knocked on the door and a short balding guy opened it. "Ahh good, you must be Jeremy. Your the last to arrive so we can get started now."
He led him inside and into a huge dining room. The table was bigger than the lounge room in Jeremy's apartment and around it was seated people he vaguely remembered from old family get togethers. He was surprised not to find his parents here but he took his seat and then looked expectantly at the lawyer.
"Right," he said picking up a stack of papers, "I will get right down to it. I think we can gloss over the whole legal mumbo jumbo," he smiled, "And Cedric was not big on last words so there really aren't many. To my Brother Andy and his wife I leave my two vintage cars. To my sister Beatrice I leave the sum of 100,000 dollars, and to my other sister Clarice I leave the same. To my friends Donald, Edna, Fred and Gerty I leave the sum of 10,000 dollars each and the poker table and bar we had so much fun using. To my Butler and driver Horace I leave the Rolls Royce and 50,000 dollars. You served me well over the years old friend, time for you to take that trip you always wanted. To my Cook and Housemaid Irene I also leave the sum of 50,000 dollars. Your food always sustained me my dear even to the very end. Which brings me to my Nephew Jeremy who is probably wondering why he is here. I have instructed my lawyer to give you your inheritance in private and some words of wisdom from me. As to the rest of my estate, the grounds, house and all it's contents have been donated to the town as a museum with a trust fund set up with the rest of my money to pay for it's upkeep. Oh and anyone contesting and arguing about this will automatically forfeits all rights to their inheritance."
The lawyer looked up and smiled. "Well that is the end of it. If you would like to come up I have already made out the cheque's, you just need to sign some paperwork and I can hand them over. Those with bulkier items we can arrange a time for those to be picked up if you wish. If I could ask you to wait patiently Jeremy sir until this has all been taken care of."
Jeremy just nodded and watched as his relatives sourly marched up to receive their cheque's and in one case arrange to pick up their cars, while his friends and workers walked up with smiles on their faces. It seemed they had been expecting nothing while his family had been expecting a lot more. Frankly Jeremy had come here expecting nothing so he was right on the money at the moment.
Finally everyone had cleared out and it was just him and the lawyer. The lawyer wiped his head then smiled at him. "Okay young man now I am going to tell you these are your Uncles words not mine." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small yellow envelope no bigger than his palm. He gestured for Jeremy to hold out his hand then poured a ring out of it into his palm. Jeremy examined it. It looked to be made of pure gold with what looked like a sprite etched in it flowing around the outside of the band. Inside was a name, but it had been worn down a little and he could not quite read it.
"Right your Uncles instructions are to put the ring on and then never take it off again. If used properly it will bring you a lot of happiness and fulfillment and it is a joy for any man in the sort of predicament you are in. Above all have fun Nephew." The man looked at him and shrugged. "Beats me what the old man meant but I have fulfilled my duties now so I can say I have earned my fee," he smiled. Standing up he gestured to the door and hurried Jeremy from the house.
That night he was sitting on the edge of his motel bed staring at the ring trying to decide if he was going to put it on or not. It wasn't too bad as rings went. It looked like a mans ring and it gave off a sense of wealth. Heck the thing practically oozed that it was worth a fortune in gold. Yet the pattern was not that manly, but it really couldn't be seen unless you were up close. Finally he just slipped it on his right hand and looked at it. It looked good and he left it on as he began to flick through the channels. He found a decent movie and watched that then started surfing again.
He clicked straight past the porn channels as they were blocked then continued looking until his brain caught up with his thumb. Wait up, go back. He hit reverse and low and behold the porn channels were open. Through some sort of stuff up or act of god he was getting free porn tonight. Skimming through the channels he found something decent and watched until he had a raging hard on and he began to rub himself. Soon he wrapped his shaft with his whole hand and began to jerk himself up and down. He felt something cool and looked down to see the ring on his finger but it soon warmed up and anyway his mind soon forgot that as his eyes went back to the screen and his balls began to tighten up.
Soon he was spraying everywhere and grunting as he came and then a golden glow seemed to emanate from his cock. Looking down he saw that it wasn't his cock but his ring. It was glowing brighter and brighter the more he came and he was having one of the most intense orgasms of his life. Just what the fuck was going on?
