Steve opened the door to the spare room. There were instruments scattered around. His brother played the drums and normally had other people over to play. In this case, his brother wasn’t there. Instead, it was just one guy seated on a stool. He looked up and Steve recognised that it was Barry, a guitarist who often came round. He went to a different school in a nearby town and was just a year younger than Steve. He was black with brown eyes and a good physique. Steve had seen him play at local concerts where he would almost certainly take his top off.
“Hey, I didn’t realise anyone was in here. Where’s Jack?” Steve asked, wondering where his brother could be.
“We were practicing a while ago but he left to go meet Colin.”
That got Steve’s attention. Colin is Brendan’s brother and often came round to their house with Jack. Steve had been thinking of targeting him on one of their sleepover, hypnotising him as a way to get to Brendan. He hadn’t had much luck getting Brendan alone at school and they weren’t in the same friend circles. The thought was exciting but Steve refocused on who was right in front of him.
“Cool. Do you just play guitar? Or…”
“No, I play guitar and sing. I have been playing a few years.”
“Yeah, I think I’ve actually seen you a couple of times.”
Steve sat down on the chair across from Barry and picked up the his brother’s old-style metronome.
“How is this for keeping beat?” Steve asked as he set up his game plan.
“It’s fine but we can get pretty loud and it just drowns out the sound.”
Steve set the metronome in motion.
“I always feel those old ones are kind of hypnotic” Barry said.
Steve looked up at him. They were Barry’s words, not his. Maybe he was onto him, or maybe it was an invitation to try. Steve decided it was the latter. He placed the metronome on the small table between them, facing Barry. Barry looked at the metronome and then back at Steve. He started to smile.
“So looks like you’re going to try and hypnotise me, is it?”
“Worth a try, isn’t it?” Steve challenged, knowing all the while that he would be more than capable.
Steve liked Barry’s confidence. He knew that Barry didn’t think this was possible and looked forward to breaking him down. Steve stopped the metronome.
“Okay, I’ll try. You have listen to my instructions though, otherwise it probably won’t work”
Barry shifted in his seat and showed that he was ready to give his full attention.
“Go on then” he said finally.
Steve restarted the metronome, this time at a slower speed.
“I want you to start by allowing your eyes to follow the metronome back and forth.”
True to his word, Barry followed the instructions. His eyes following the metronome as it went from left to right, over and back.
“This will all be about focus. Just focus on the metronome as it goes back and forth. Listen to the rhythm and feel your eyes follow.”
“You don’t need to speak yet. Just listen.”
Barry remained silent, his eyes still following the metronome.
“Focus on your breath, how it is in sync with the rhythm of the metronome. Focus on that feeling of relaxation… allow your eyes to effortlessly follow the metronome.”
Barry’s features were loosening up. Steve could see that he was already relaxing. His eyes continued followed the metronome and Steve continued with the induction.
“Now, Barry, as you focus on the metronome going back and forth, and on how your breathing in relaxed and in sync with it, you are beginning to feel that relaxation really set in at your feet. You feel it creeping up through your toes, along the sole of your foot, allowing you to completely relax it.”
His eyes were following the metronome. Steve could see his chest rising gently with each beat. He could also see his shoulders becoming more relaxed and he was slouching slightly.
“That’s it, just allow that feeling of relaxation creep further up, up your thighs, caressing them and flowing through to your knees.”
Barry’s legs were still upright but now much looser than they were before. His eyes continued to follow the metronome over and back. They looked more absent than they did before. Barry was proving to be a lot of malleable than Steve had anticipated.
“That’s it, just continue focusing on the metronome, Barry. Allow your eyes to follow it effortlessly, allow the rhythm to help you become more and more relaxed. Allow the feeling of relaxation spread even more. Now, you can feel that relaxation move up from your knees to your thighs, as if they are being physically massaged and all the tension if leaving them. All that’s left is relaxation… relax…”
It was like Barry’s body was split into pieces. His legs were now clearly less steady than his upper body. He was still obediently following the metronome, becoming even more and more distant.
“That’s it, Barry. As you feel that relaxation set in even more, you can now speak again when prompted. Each time you respond… you will feel even more relaxed than before, yet still more focused on the metronome’s movement and rhythm… is that okay?”
“Yes…” he half droned. Steve could hear it in his voice that Barry would already be his.
“Good, now feel that relaxation move up your legs to your groin. You feel it relaxing there too. Even though, it’s relaxing I want you to still stay upright and continue to watch the metronome…”
“You like how the metronome goes back and forth, back and forth… allowing you to relaxed even more… allow you to let go… you don’t even need to think, just relax…”
“… just… relax…” Barry repeated absently.
“You feel the relaxation moving up along to your hips and into your stomach… the centralised relaxation is making you feel fantastic… happy… you don’t need to think…”
Steve was getting hard listening to Barry’s robotic responses. The way his eyes were slowly following the metronome was another turn on.
“That’s right… and as the relaxation spreads even more… you find it is actually making you quite sleepy. The feeling of relaxation is making you sleepy… the movement of the metronome is making you sleepy… your breathing is still following that sleeeepy rhythm…”
Barry was blinking slowing now, fighting to keep his eyes open.
“Yes, Barry… so so very sleepy… you feel that sleepy relaxation spread into your chest and along your arms… now… you feel it move into your neck… you are so close to sleep Barry… you want to sleep, don’t you?”
“Yes…” Barry answered, eyes still following the metronome, struggling to stay awake.
“You feel that relaxation creep into your face and your head… keep following the metronome”
“Good boy… just allow it to take over… focus on the metronome… allow yourself to be free of any thoughts… just listen to me…”
“Yes, Barry… listen to me…. I will think for you… you just need to obey me… you will obey me, Barry”
“I… will obey… you…” Barry responded sleepily.
“Good boy… in just a moment, I will count back from 3 and you will fall asleep, but you will still listen to me and do exactly what I tell you… understood?”
Barry closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was Steve’s now.
“Good boy, Barry… so happy… so relaxed… so obedient. From now on, you’re going to do what I tell you. You will obey me completely… I am your master and you’re my slave. Do you understand, slave?”
“I’m your master, so you should address me as master. Do you understand, slave?”
That’s better. Steve stopped the metronome and went over to Barry. He was wearing a vest and jeans. Steve stroked his skin and brought his hand down along his vest.
“Slave… you can open your eyes and come with me…”
Steve guided Barry over to the sofa. He grabbed Barry’s white t-shirt off of the snare drum.
Barry did as he was told. Steve jumped on the sofa, that had a blanket laying over it.
Barry lay himself down beside Steve, who then placed his hand on Barry’s hip and gently felt around his waist. Steve had this guy completely under his control, just like the others.
Steve was really hard and he noticed that his new slave was too. He didn’t know why that was. Maybe Steve wasn’t the only one into hypnosis. He felt along Barry’s waist and then put his hand under his t-shirt and vest. While he had seen Barry’s amazing body a few times at concerts, this was the first time he was actually getting to touch it. He felt his soft, warm skin on a lovely toned body. As Steve rubbed, he looked at Barry who was looking back at him, absently waiting for his next order. Steve stood up, not even hiding his massive hard on.
“When I snap my fingers, you’re going to wake up. Once you do, it’s time you took a shower. As well as that, you are gay. You are only attracted to men, especially me. Whenever I tell you to fall back asleep, you will fall completely into this hypnotic state again.”
Barry woke up and smiled at Steve. He stood up and Steve grabbed him around the waist and kissed him. Barry kissed back excitedly. Steve grabbed the bottom of Barry’s shirt and pulled it off over his head. Barry put his arms in the air to allow his shirt to get off, revealing his great body. Steve kissed Barry again, and took his time caressing his back and abs. He undid Barry’s belt and pulled down his pants to reveal his briefs.
“Yes, master” Barry replied as he kicked them off.
Steve looked down at Barry and saw he was still hard through his briefs.
Barry obediently got naked and stood at attention in front of Steve. He had a nice dick, bigger than most that Steve had seen. Steve grabbed it and started pumping it slowly. Barry trembled and his eyes rolled to the back of his head with pleasure. He loved this.
Barry was obeying before he was even able to reply. He shot his load all over himself. Steve smacked the gasping Barry on the ass.
“Get to the shower, and shave too”
“… yes… master” Barry responded smiling euphorically.
Steve sat down for a few minutes before approaching the door of the ensuite bathroom. He saw Barry standing in front of the mirror with a towel, after having shaved. Steve walked in and stood behind him, rubbing his body. Barry reacted with pleasure again. Every time Steve touched him, it was like he was being injected with endorphins. Steve took off his clothes too and undid the towel around Barry’s waist. His dick was now gently rubbing against Barry’s ass. Steve grabbed his hips and leaned into whisper.
“Slave, it’s time to SLEEP”
Barry’s eyes closed and he feel into his hypnotic state.
“You love being my slave. You love being obedient. Every time I touch you, you feel so horny. Have you ever had sex with a guy before?”
The sleepy tone made Steve’s dick pulsate.
“Remember that feeling of relaxation, you can feel it in your ass, relaxing all the muscles… you want me inside you…”
Barry awoke and made provocative eye contact with Steve in the mirror. He felt so loose and ready for his master to be inside him. Steve put his hand on the back of Barry’s neck and leaned him forward. He grabbed the lube on the shelf and lathered his dick. He pushed it into his slave and Barry immediately let out a moan of pleasure.
“That’s it, slave. You love me being inside you. Each time I thrust, you get more pleasure, and fall deeper under my control. You love that each thrust makes you more submissive.”
Steve was thrusting gently while holding his slave’s hips. Barry was tight because it was his first time but Steve could feel him get looser by the second. In the mirror, he could see Barry’s eyes half closing with pleasure with every thrust, as if each one was making him lose his mind even more. Steve sped up.
“YES MASTER!” Barry yelled with pleasure as he grasped onto the sink.
Steve had been so hard that he already felt close. Time to reel it in.
“Listen to me slave” Steve said as he thrust more vigorously, “you are mine”.
“I - I am yours ma-ma-ughhh-master”
“Each thrust is bringing you deeper under my control”
“Each th-th-thrust is br-bringing me deeper under your contro-uuuggol”
“You’re just a happy slave”
“A happy sl-slave” Barry repeated with a dumb smile on his face.
“You’re ready to give your complete and utter obedience to me”
“I’m ready to gi-giveuhhhh my complete and uhhhhhhhtter obedience to you, master”
“You will cum once I tell you”
“I will cum once you tell me, uhhhhh” Barry moaned.
“Once you cum, and you feel me cum, you will be under my complete control”
“On-uuuuh-ce I cum, and you cum, I will - UHHHH - be under your complete control”
Steve was close. He grabbed Barry and pulled his head so that he could whisper in his ear. He looked at himself behind Barry thrusting as Barry’s eyes rolled back with pleasure. He felt down Barry’s body, grabbed his dick and started pumping it.
“Please…. master…” Barry begged.
Steve brought his lips to Barry’s ear.
Steve held Barry as he watched him explode all over the mirror. Just then Steve let go of himself too and shot his load into Barry. Barry’s eyes rolled back and he left out a huge moan of pleasure. He collapsed on the sink again and Steve collapsed on his back. Steve kissed his neck gently before pulling on and putting his underwear back on. He pointed at the mirror and looked at Barry who was smiling at him.
“Clean that up and come into that room, slave”
Steve went into the other room and grabbed Barry’s phone. He added himself to Barry’s snapchat to continue playing with him.
Barry came into the room smiling at his master.
“Slave, it’s time to get dressed and go home. I’ve added myself on your Snapchat. It’s under ‘Master’. You’re going to send me a provocative photo every day, starting from when you reach home. Understood?”
Barry dressed and Steve walked him to the door and kissed him goodbye, admiring his new slave. Half an hour later, he received the first photo.
The photo wasn’t as provocative as he would have liked but it’s a start. Steve turned off his phone and went to bed. He may not have gotten Brendan yet, but he was having a lot of fun with hypnosis in the meantime.
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