Snared
Josh was bored. It was a Thursday night and he was sat in watching some terrible reality television programme all by himself. He flicked through the various channels despondently; he had being feeling like this for the last few months. Ever since he had moved to London for his exciting new job. Josh had only graduated six months ago from University and already he was missing his carefree student days. If he were honest it wasn’t just the all night parties, sleeping around and long lies he missed. It was the people. He had gone to uni in Edinburgh, the other side of the country. He had made some really great friends, an eclectic group of people. He wasn’t some kind of loner freak, he was good looking and popular! He had a girlfriend, Emma throughout those four years but the bitch had dumped him when he got the job in London. She had a thing against long distance relationship, he suppose he didn’t blame her. She was planning to move back home to Ireland so it would have been hard…but part of him wanted to try it anyway even if it failed at least they could have both been satisfied knowing they gave it a shot. Well they’d never know now and from what he could ascertain from her various status updates on Facebook, she had met someone back home. She moved on bloody quick!
Josh switched off the TV and threw the remote onto the armchair. He wasn’t used to spending so much time, sitting alone mulling his life over. He wasn’t one of those introspective people that sat analysing and dissecting every single decision they made. For fuck sake what was happening to him, He was only 22 and it was like his life was over. He needed to get out there and meet a new group and make some new friends/drinking buddies/fuckbuddies. The only people he had gone out with socially since he moved were his work colleagues but it wasn’t the same. Most of them were ten or more years older than him and were practically ancient. He glowered in the direction of James’s room. When he moved he knew he would have to get a flatmate, his parents had helped him buy the flat but he understood he needed a flatmate to meet the mortgage and bills. Josh had been quite looking forward to finding a flatmate; the guy he shared with at Uni had been awesome. They were always out on the piss or larking about; he had hoped to recapture some of that with his new flatmate but no so luck. He thought they might have got on: James was only a year older than himself, he was Scottish too. He looked normal enough, physically he even could have even been one of Josh’s male friends from Uni: smartly dressed, fit and attractive to the fairer sex. James had seemed cool enough in the interview, a bit quiet and all but no weird tics or mannerisms. He was an IT technician but Josh had reasoned that he couldn’t hold that against the guy. So he had offered him the room…however several months later and James was turning out to be a bit of a letdown. First of all, he hardly ever left his room. Josh never saw the guy, he never had friends over or girls or anything. He had started to suspect over the last few weeks that maybe the reason his flatmate never had girls round was because he was queer. Josh didn’t have anything against faggots but he didn’t exactly want to be living with one. What if the guy tried to spy on him in the shower or even worse come on him? Josh knew he was a good looking sexy guy; he wouldn’t put it past a homo to put a hit on him. The thought made him feel sick. Before he doubted his flatmate’s masculinity, Josh had tried on several occasions to get him to go up town with him for nights out but James always politely but firmly refused, vaguely referring to some project he had to do on the computer. The guy was an IT technician not Bill Gates, what the hell was he up to? Five nights of the week, James didn’t even return from work until 8pm or 9pm at night and he left long before Josh got up in the morning. Josh glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only 7pm. James wouldn’t be back for a while…An idea occur to him. He hadn’t been inside James’s room since he moved in; maybe he could take a peak at whatever the hell that freak was doing in there. I mean it was Josh’s flat after all, if he was doing something illegal like growing pot or making fertiliser bombs, he really ought to know if his lodger was some sort of queer stoner terrorist.
Josh feeling a bit like Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible crossed the hall locking the front door and then made his way to his flatmates bedroom. He felt the small thrill of impropriety at trespassing, like when he picked the lock on his little sister’s diary when he was 10 and read her entries to his guffawing mates. He switched on the night light and took a look around. He was disappointed, the room looked almost exactly as it had been before James had moved in. The only outward signs of occupation were the digital alarm clock on the nightstand and a computer on the desk. Being as the PC was the only noteworthy thing in the room, Josh naturally gravitated towards it. The forbidden secrets of the digital alarm clock would just have to stay hidden for now. Josh sat down and took a closer look. Wow it wasn’t just a regular PC, it looked expensive. Should he switch it on? He glanced at the bedroom door; the front door was locked so James would have to use his key. Josh should have plenty of warning when his flatmate returns; he can just switch the computer off at the mains and make a dash for it. Anyway it was only just after 7pm, no way would James be back anytime soon. With renewed confidence, he switched on the PC and logged into James account. A plain white desktop appeared on screen. The desktop was empty except one icon, a small folder labelled PROJECT in capital letters. Okay thought James in anticipation, maybe now I’ll find out what the hell he’s working on. He clicked the icon and a massive directory of files popped on screen. Josh scanned the list, wow it was massive, there seemed to be thousands of files. None of them had names, just a series of numbers from 000001 all the way to 005434. Josh was about to click one of them when another file tugged at his attention. A single file right at the end of the list after file 005434 had a name, it simple said OBEDIENCE. Josh frowned, what on earth did that mean? He clicked the file and waited. The screen flickered and then went dark for a moment; Josh hoped he hadn’t crashed the computer. What if it were a virus or something? Then suddenly there was a green flash and an attractive woman appeared on the screen and began taking off her clothes. Ryan almost laughed out loud, was this “project” just a big ole stash of porn. It did kind of make sense; his flatmate did seem the type to keep hundreds of gbs of pornography. I guess this means he’s straight, thank fuck! He had to give James some credit, the man had good taste, and she was pretty bloody tasty! The women had now finished undressing and had started caressing her breasts with her long pink fingernails. It may have been the trespassing coupled with the sexiness of the porn but Josh felt an illicit tingle of excitement. Then a gorgeous blonde entered the scene, she had even bigger tits! Josh felt his cock jump in his pants as he watched the two ladies kissing, maybe he could stay for a bit. He settled back in the chair. This was the best porn he had ever seen he decided. The only irritating thing was sometimes there was a little interference in the picture; it flickered intermittently with the occasional green flash. After a few minutes it became easy to ignore though and Josh just focused on the porn. Another few minutes later and he realised his dick was in his hands and his jeans were around his feet. He’d do remember doing that; he should properly stop now in case James got home early. Imagine how he would feel if he came home and found someone masturbating on his computer. Josh was about to pull his jeans up, when the blonde started to go down on the other women. Shit okay, he would just give his dick one stroke and then he‘d leave, he sumptuously wrapped his hand around his erection and performed a slow caress. Fucking hell that felt fantastic he thought…maybe one more for the road. He carried out the same slow and deliberate caress and then shuddered with pleasure. What time was it? He turned to look at the digital clock but just as he was about to turn, ANOTHER women entered the scene. Her dirty smile made him forget the time and he stroked himself again. The minutes continued to pass and then soon an hour. The porn film continued to get wilder as more beautiful women entered the scene and extended their catalogue of sex acts. By the time 8.30pm had rolled by, handsome Josh had crossed over into a deep revere. His pace had slowed as he leisurely pleasured himself with his hand, staying hard but never cumming. He had slumped back in the chair, his expression slack and unquestioning. He no longer showed any surprise when then action changed, he just kept on mechanically masturbating. By the time 9pm approached the green flashes that had annoyed him at the beginning were not longer intermittent but lasted minutes at a time. His expression didn’t change as he vacantly watched the bright green screen, his mouth slightly agape. He was truly captured by the film, helplessly transfixed. There was a thud in the distance as the front door slammed shut, James was home. He paused in the doorway as to his surprise he saw his flatmate Josh silhouetted by the green glow of the computer screen. James watched him thoughtfully for several minutes, trying to ascertain the depth of his trance. He was certainly quite deep, he must have been watching for several hours. James had never thought that his flatmate would be so discourteous as to invade his privacy so he hadn’t bother putting a password on his computer. It had been a foolish error but all was not lost. He had been hoping to progress further in his research and now this stupid boy had walked right into a subliminal. The project was about ready for human trials, Josh’s error could be vitally important for James research. He’s going to have some fun with his arrogant but very attractive flatmate. Josh’s look of blank stupefaction was very sexy. It was certainly an improvement from all that scowling he was so fond of. It was an added bonus that the hard cock Josh was fondling so lazily was also rather large. James entered the room properly and put his briefcase neatly out of sight beside the nightstand. He carefully disrobed out of his work suit and trousers, so that he was completely naked and unencumbered. He knelt deliberately down beside the chair were Josh sat motionless. He whispered into his ear:
“You are relaxed aren’t you Josh, you’ve stopped thinking haven’t you? Thinking is too hard for a sleepy and weary boy. You need to listen to me. You no longer obey yourself, only me. I will tell you what to do from now on. You need me because otherwise Josh is just a silly little boy. It makes you sleepy and tired when you have to think. That’s why you will let me think for you. You’ve had enough of thinking for yourself; it’s never made you happy. I’m the smart one; you should always listen to me. I’m always right. It’s peaceful to listen and obey…”
Two hours later…
James continued on the theme of total submission for hours. It was exhausting but James had a strong work ethic and a powerful motivation. The subliminal trances had left Josh extremely susceptible to suggestion. James beat his pliable mind into submission with his own linguistic programming skills. He wanted Josh to do anything and everything he asked of him, eradicating his will and personality… It was hard work! By the time the second hour was coming to a close, Josh was beginning to mouth the words along with his flatmate as he stroked himself. James took this as a sign that he was formatted and ready for some instruction.
“Time to sleep”
Josh slumped limply in the chair, his eyes shutting like a china doll as his head fell forward. His useless hand now lay strengthless by his crotch
“Stand up, Josh, and open your eyes”
He looked like a handsome mannequin as his glassy eyes abstractedly stared into the middle distance
“Who thinks for Josh?” said James calmly, watching closely for any rebellion.
“James thinks for Josh,” replied Josh in a soft whisper…
“That’s right. You must do anything I tell you, no matter what, no matter how much it goes against you personal code. Whatever I tell you to think, say or do, you will obey. Never mind your morals or ethics You have to think whatever I tell you to think, feel whatever I tell you to feel, be whatever I tell you to be. Understand Josh?”
“Yes…”
Now we are coming to the good stuff thought James, he had gone without many things for the last few years as he worked tirelessly on his project. Sex had been one of the pleasures sacrificed.
“I am the best and the sexiest boy in the world. You know I am beautiful and desirable. I am the only person you have ever found remotely sexually interesting”
“Only you”
Outwardly there was not change to Josh but inside James had transformed him completely. Now every sexual thought and impulse the boy ever had while in trance would be linked inexorably to James. James pulled Josh’s polo shirt over his head, exposing his smooth, well-muscled chest. He traced a finger across the firm pectoral muscles and across to his well-developed shoulders.
“You want me very much Josh”
Josh nodded drowsily as James fondled him with his wandering hands. His auburn hair rumpled by the passage of his polo shirt somehow made him seem younger and more beautiful. Like any young man in the throes of intercourse: he was breathing heavily and experienced a responsive swelling in his suddenly too tight jeans. James tentatively moved his hands down the length of his chest to his flatmates trim waist and moved in for a kiss. Their faces met passionately and they sensitively explored each others searching mouths. Josh’s expression changing to one of dreamily contentment, he looked as if all his Christmases had come at once. For a while they were both satisfied to kiss and feel each up: however very soon, James’s rod was impatiently jabbing at Josh’s still denim covered bottom half. With a simple command, James ordered him to remove the rest of his clothes. Josh’s cock now released, stirred and grew to its full length despite his serene exterior. He was definitely enjoying this encounter as much as James was. The conqueror took a moment to check and covet his flatmate from every angle. He held the boy’s shapely thigh; it was soft and as smooth as velvet. The only hair was a light brown bush nestled above his cock; James took a moment to run his hand through it. Taking a deep breath, he traced a hand down Josh’s stiff back to his curved bottom and cupped a white cheek. Pure perfection…yum. James knew he wouldn’t last very long during his first time with Josh. The anticipation was too great and the boy too sexy. He had never realised what Josh had been hiding underneath those business suits, casual clothing and ugly judgemental nature. He placed both hands on the Josh’s shoulders and pushed him tenderly but firmly to his knees. Josh knelt compliantly on his haunches, not particularly cognizant of James’s dick a mere few inches from his face.
“Swallow it”
Josh’s vacant blue eyes instantly focused on the rigid phallus in front of him. He began by cautiously licking it with his tongue, as if divining its taste and texture. To his surprise but not to James’s, he seemed to enjoy its unusual tangy scent for he immediately placed his nose against the head to take another whiff and inhaled deeply. He whimpered softly and his cock trembled for this was the first time he had luxuriated in the aroma of another man‘s dick. Without any more delay, his lips closed around the purple head, enveloping most of the shaft. His eyes fluttered shut and he attempted to stimulate the base with his tongue. His tousled head bobbing up and down the slippery shaft with unbridled enthusiasm. Of course he wasn’t particularly good; after all up until a few hours ago he had been a completely straight 22 year old. Subliminal hypnotism can make people do many things but experience and skill can’t be faked. In the first couple of minutes, James’s seven inch dick kept sliding out the poor boy’s mouth and chaffing stickily against his chin and cheeks. Josh was trying his very best though and with a few pointers it didn’t take long until he could smoke pole like a rent boy. James knew he was very close to blowing his load. The visual of the young stud below him: amicably sucking his dick was just too arousing a fantasy. The amateur hypnotist’s entire body convulsed and his crotch thrust at the kneeling man with almost painful intensity. Hot spunk discharged into Josh’s congenial mouth, startling the young boy. Oops James realised he had forgotten to tell his bewildered flatmate to swallow so instead the excess cum escaped past his lips and down his chin. James still ejaculating took his cock out of Josh’s gasping mouth and aimed the remaining spurts at the boy’s forehead. The cum hit his hairline and splattered above his left eyebrow, dribbling down his stupefied face.
“Fuck“, exclaimed James breathlessly as his body recovered from the immediate effects of his orgasm. What a release, he hadn’t realised how much pent up sexual frustration he had been storing and letting rip on the upturned face of that arrogant son of bitch, made it feel doubly as satisfying! He wiped the remaining drops of semen from his deflating cock in Josh’s dishevelled hair. With a sigh, he placed his hands on his waist and stared appraisingly down at the newly minted cocksucker. He reeked of semen; his entire face was coated in a thick sticky layer. It must have been uncomfortable but of course his arms remained limply at his sides. He had not been told he could clean his face. In fact James had a better idea
“Josh I want you to use your hand to rub the cum from your face all over your body, I want you coat yourself completely in my seed. This will be the greatest sexual experience you’ve ever had”
Josh raised his right hand and wiped it across his saturated mouth, and then with his hand newly enveloped in a thick coating, he rubbed the musky residue against his belly and chest. He performed this procedure diligently without complaint to his entire body from his thighs to his ass until his pale skin glistened with drying spunk. The only signs of his sexual excitement were his shallow breathing and permanent erection while he completed his task. Once he had finished he resumed his natural position and stared blankly at the far wall. James ran his hand through his flatmate’s damp sticky hair and using his own sperm like hair gel, pushed his thick hair off his forehead. Oh yes that looks better he mumbled to himself, he never thought Josh really suited that fringe. Josh of course hadn’t complained (he couldn’t!) but James’s could see that the guy was becoming dangerously over stimulated: what with the 2 hour wanking session and then the encounter with the new love of his life, Josh was as horny as a bear but hadn’t been given permission to cum yet. Well they could soon sort that!
“Josh let’s sit on my bed, you come here”
James leaned against the wooden head board and spread his legs invitingly, he patted his crotch. Josh followed and sat almost on the other man’s lap. James could feel his own dick stir as it nestled within his flatmate’s obliging ass crack. The two boys leant against the headboard together, James his arms around clammy Josh, while Josh stared blankly at the wall. His skin still moist with spent sperm.
“Go have a wank Josh and when you’ve finished I will let you cum”
James’s hand floated to his engorged dick and unlike before he beat himself off vigorously with savage pleasure. Although his pretty face remained sleepily blank, his ass began to clench and unclench as he puffed and wriggled in Josh’s lap. The heat of his awakened lust increased the strength of the smell from the drying cum. Within moments it was all over: his muscles went rigid, and he shot spunk like a spitfire all over his hand, his thighs, and his tight belly. Once he had finished, his arms once again fell limply to his sides, like a puppets whose strings had been cut. All that wriggling from Josh’s tight little arse had made James very very horny, his hard on had returned with a vengeance. That boy was begging to lose his anal virginity.
“Stand up Josh”
Josh obeyed. James mopped up some fresh spunk off the boy’s belly and lubricated his own dick with it. Well it seemed very economical, using nature’s lube and all that. He ordered Josh to bend over the bed and James positioned his newly lubricated cock at the entrance of the boy’s unprotected arsehole.
“Relax your arse muscles please Josh, let me in”
Josh complied and James hard dick slid in to his chute like warm butter. The hot moist sheath fitted his dick perfectly. Josh arse could have been made for James to use.
“Oh fuck Josh, panted James, grabbing the helpless boy’s arse and sliding in and out again with a groan. Tell me you love this. How much do you love it?! I order you turn me on with your cries”
Josh immediately began to babble in awe. His voice filled with innocent longing and happiness intermingled with moans as his prostate felt James’s cock rub against it.
“Oh James, I love you so fucking much…oooooohughgh, you make so hard I wish I could die. Your enormous monster dick belongs in my ass…..oooooooooh. I am so glad you’ve hypnotized me to be your sex slave. Rape me please. Fuck me like a dirty dog. Stick your dick inside my pussy boy cunt and rape me PLEASE! Fuck me until I’m limp… Go deeper please, please, please, make me scream…Oh God”
His ass twitched and wriggled as James ploughed his succulent cherry. Neither of them lasted long, James shot deep into the other boy’s hole and screamed at Josh to also cum. His cock exploded all over the bed, with groans they both collapsed on the cum puddle, still joined cock to arse.
Twenty minutes later….
Josh was back sitting in front of the computer that had seen to his downfall. All that was left was for James to give his new flatmate some permanent new personality traits.
“Josh from now on whenever I say the phrase “pussy whipped”, you will go back into the same trance you fell into tonight. When in trance you are incapable of doing anything except obeying orders, for all intents and purpose, you are a sex robot whilst in trance. Understand?
“Yes…”
“From now on I want you to be nice to me, you will give me the privacy I deserve and you will no longer make rude or disparaging remarks in my presences or to anyone else about me, Understand”
“Yes…”
“Finally despite being basically straight most of the time. You will have no shyness or inhibitions about discussing any sexual topics or acts with me. In fact you will often want to talk about your own sexuality and find it arouses you to show off your beautiful body to me. You will not feel threatened by any gay behaviour or people. I fact, you adore gays and you will find any excuse to be their friends. You will understand and accept that the male form is the pinnacle of beauty. Understand?
“Yes…”
“Finally, when I say “Start Over“, you will go back to the living room and fall asleep. You will have no memory of tonight, except the instructions you will obey subconsciously. You will believe that you jacked off earlier and fell asleep on the sofa. You will not care that you are coated in cum, it won’t really seem important. After all we are both men, we masturbate. Understand?
“Yes…”
“Start Over”
Josh dreamily stood up and wandered out the room. James decided to wait a few minutes. He shut down his computer and popped to the toilet. He poked his head around the door of the living room. Josh was sleeping curled like a tired puppy on the sofa. James coughed loudly. Josh woke up with a start; he looked around and saw James, His face lightened up with a hundred watt grin.
“Hey James, that’s not just you getting back is it? It’s after midnight!
Both men were still completely naked but it didn’t bother either of them
“Nah, I got in earlier. I had to do some work on my computer. You know how it is”
“Cool, said Josh scratching his exposed nipple. “I’m not sure what happened tonight. I had this awesome wank; I shot all over my chest. I can still smell the cum!
“Yeah, you should open the window mate”
Josh looked critically at James’s bare body
“Hey, you haven’t got a bad body James; you should show it off more. Turn round; he motioned for James to face away from him.
James obliged, trying desperately to keep the smirk off his face.
“Yeah, just like I thought. You have a grade A ass!”
James couldn’t keep a straight face for much longer.
“Thanks…I better get to bed. Later Josh”
“Night man”
Then to his surprise, Josh initiated a big bear hug, grabbing James and pulling him towards him. Their soft cocks bounced aimlessly off each other. James ruefully felt his cock twitch. Josh noticed with a braying laugh.
“Hey man, I think you need some action. That dick is almost dripping precum. You’re into guys’ right? I knew it! Gay guys are always so fucking witty and smart. I can set you up with some fucking stallions’ man; there are some absolute stunners in my office. I’ll set you up tomorrow!
“Yeah that would be nice”, said James turning away quickly as he collapsed into a fit of giggles
Josh shook his head nonplussed as James went back into his room. What a character that James was, he’d need to start making an effort to hang out with more. Josh was always complaining about not knowing anyone in London, he couldn’t believe he hadn’t made more of any effort with James. Josh decided he ought to turn in. Before he went to bed, he stood in front of the full length mirror in his room. He flexed his muscles impressively, marvelling at his physique. Just watching himself in the mirror was exciting, watching his body ripple as he moved. To his surprise his dick started to fill out and rise…