The gloriest hole

Being 18 and moving into a whole new town in a different part of the country was taking bigger toll on Abe than expected. Being used to the comfort of his own town, the new scenario, language and people was making him truly homesick. With jet-black hair and brown eyes, his looks also stood out from the other Norwegian students attending Skilderud. He was brooding over this very thought all throughout his first day at the new school, not being able to think about much else other than his old home and life. Keeping contact with his friends from his old life was easy, with the new age of technology and magic making life very convenient.

Opening the door of his new house, Abe noticed that most of the unpacking had already been done. Abe's mother was a kind and caring woman, who always put her son's needs before her own. She had raised Abe on her own, after his father had left them when Abe was just a baby. Despite the challenges of being a single parent, she had worked hard to provide for her son and give him the best life possible. She was a beautiful woman, with long brown hair and warm, brown eyes. She had a gentle smile that could light up a room, and it was this smile that greeted him after entering the kitchen.

"Sooo, how did your first day go?" She squealed excitedly.

"It was fine, mom. They had me entering the school’s football club after reviewing my application. So, I guess things won’t really change much, except for the people, the food, the scenery, the-"

"Alright alright, I know you're homesick" his mother interrupted with an exasperated wave of her hands.

"I miss our old town too, but we agreed to make the best out of this opportunity. Honey, this school is one of the best ranked schools in Europe. You'll do great there, and then do greater things when you graduate!" She said soothingly, giving him a small hug.

She was right, they'd agreed on this a long time ago, otherwise Abe and his mom wouldn't be here. She had also gotten a job at the local nursing home, providing care for the elderly, which she deeply loved. Noticing that most of the furniture was already in place, he asked:

"How'd you have the time to do all this?" He walked throughout the living room.

"Oh, one of our neighbor’s is a Talent in telekinesis and wanted to help out. I wanted to decorate on my own, so we just moved the bigger furniture, including the beds!"

"Neat." He answered. This new life was giving small pleasures he didn't expect.

"I'm going up to sort out my room, just call if you need any help, ok?"

"Sure honey."

Abe climbed up the stairs and entered his new room on the right. It was smaller than he was used to, but he couldn't complain. The boxes were stacked neatly to the left side of the room, with his computer-gear and other heavier stuff covering the greater left-half of the bedroom. His bed was in the far-right corner, not big enough for two but comfy enough for him for the last 8 years.

"Sure, not getting any chicks in that old thing." he mused. With broad shoulders and 5'9 feet frame, he was always taking the interests of the local girls back home. Not that he reciprocated any of that, though, as sports and school was taking up much of his free time, he didn't see the point in exploring relationships. While minor Talents had a higher libido than the average human, Abe was completely fine with masturbating on his own.

Maybe I should change that. he thought, smiling slightly at the thoughts of meeting the women at his new university. He had glanced some sweet, thick asses on his way back from Skilderud.

Thinking about just that, he slipped out of his pants, locked the bedroom door and started stroking it softly, taking his sweet time relaxing and getting comfortable in his new room. That’s when he noticed it. A small, black hole just under his window, in the middle of the room. He didn't notice it earlier, but from the angle he was sitting it looked out of place.

He was about to call to his mother, but a small note falling from the hole stopped him in his tracks.

"What the fuck..." He whispered.

"Is this some kind of prank?" He buttoned his pants and grabbed the small note from the floor. It read: "Be here at 21:00. Keep me a secret."