The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Heading out from Master Vicente’s, I couldn’t help but think about how much of a perv he was—not that there had been much doubt about that in my mind even before what I’d seen today. Ryan’s slavish obedience, despite how disgusted he was by what he was doing, made it abundantly clear that Master Vicente hadn’t just hypnotized Sean and Ethan, but probably a few others as well. At one point, he’d been hypnotizing me too, but thankfully, that was over and done with now that my arm was pretty much back to normal. I’d hate to think he’d done anything to me like he had to Ryan.

Sean and Ethan were a different story, though. I had only a few minor concerns about what Master Vicente had done with them, and I felt certain we could work those out with a short discussion. Truth was, I couldn’t wait to see Sean and Ethan under hypnosis, but after fucking Ryan blind, Master Vicente had said he needed a little recovery time. It crossed my mind how similar Ryan was to my sons, which drew me up short. I hoped they weren’t too similar! The idea of Sean and Ethan becoming Master’s fuck toys, like Ryan was, made feel very protective of them, though not the raving maniac I would’ve been about it before I’d gotten to know Master Vicente better. At least with him, I knew what he was about. Besides, I couldn’t imagine Sean and Ethan ever allowing themselves to become sex slaves like Ryan was. The very idea was ridiculous!

I actually reveled in the idea that Master Vicente was hypnotizing my boys now, just like I’d wanted him to when I left on vacation and arranged for him to visit them. Without me to turn to, the two of them would’ve had to deal with him directly, giving him exactly the opportunity he’d needed to get them under. I’d known when I’d left that Master Vicente would never hypnotize the boys to do anything too over the top like the things I’d come to love in the videos I’d been watching recently, but I was a little uncomfortable with how close he seemed to have gotten. I just couldn’t dispel the image of Sean and Ethan wandering around in cum-stained boxer-briefs. Thinking about it, though, I supposed that was at least marginally better than them stripping and getting erections the moment they were in private, like Ryan had done.

I didn’t want to think that the erections and the cum-stained boxer-briefs were Master Vicente’s doing, but it was hard to imagine why else the boys would be wandering around looking like that. Even though I knew deep down that it had to be him, I was confident that Master had a good explanation for what was going on. Or, at least, if he genuinely had hypnotized them to do sexual things like Ryan, that he would back off if I asked him to.

“Hey, boys, me again!”, I called out once I was in the door, putting everything else I’d been thinking about on hold.

“Hey, Dad!”, my youngest greeted me, bouncing down the stairs and into the living room. He was dressed only in that same pair of black boxer-briefs I’d seen earlier that had some pretty clear splotches of dried cum all over them. At least this time, he didn’t have an erection underneath.

The same couldn’t be said for Sean, though, who appeared at the base of the stairs moments after his brother. Not only did he have cum stains on his underwear, it looked like some of them hadn’t fully dried yet—and while he wasn’t completely erect, he’d obviously been that way recently. I suppressed my revulsion, not to mention the instinct to give him a dirty look. Master Vicente still owed me an explanation, and I was determined not to hold anything I saw against either him or my sons until he came over later.

“Hey, good to see you again!”, Sean said, even as I was looking at the state of his underwear. “You left pretty quickly the first time.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I had…something to talk to Master Vicente about”, I replied. I wasn’t sure yet if they even knew that they’d been hypnotized, so I figured it was best to avoid bringing it up for now. Noticeably, neither of them batted an eye when I referred to our Master by his proper name. I’d figured they wouldn’t, given that Master Vicente had hypnotized them, but it was still relieving to see that they were okay with it.

“I’m not sure what could be so important that you had to leave just moments after you got home, but whatever. It’s good to see you again. Did you have a nice trip?”, Sean asked, reaching out to give me just about the most awkward hug he and I had ever exchanged. I couldn’t help but think about how he looked in his underwear, comparing it to Ryan after he’d started getting dressed again. I was surprised at how vividly I remembered the image of Ryan having the remnants of an erection beneath his underwear, but that hadn’t bothered me half as much as seeing Sean that way. Carefully making sure Sean’s mid-section was well away from me, I gave him a friendly pat on the back.

“Yeah, the trip was fantastic! I can now say that I’ve set foot in every province and territory in the entire country”, I told Sean enthusiastically.

Hugging Ethan wasn’t quite as awkward, but I was still all too aware of the cum stains he was making no effort to hide. It was hard to act naturally with the two of them being the way they were, but I did my best. If this sort of thing kept up, it was going to be a really long couple of hours until whenever Master finally made his way here and hopefully fixed the two of them.

“I still don’t get why visiting every province was such a big deal for you”, Ethan nodded, “but I’m happy for you.” Truth was, I couldn’t really explain it either. It was just something I’d always wanted to do, and I was grateful to Master Vicente for giving me the chance to do so, knowing that the boys would be well looked after while I was gone.

“Listen, I need to wash up after my trip”, I told them, taking my shirt off even as I spoke. “It’s not super-hot out today, but it’s still been a long day driving and then…” I paused, trying to think of how to explain the next bit. “…and then spending time with Master Vicente”, I finished lamely. They both nodded in understanding, though Sean gave me an odd look as I took my pants off.

“Speaking of whom, he said to tell you both that he’d be over later tonight—probably not long after dinner. He figured he should give us a little time together before he came over.” I carefully avoided saying anything about Master Vicente putting them back to normal so they wouldn’t be so blasé about the way they dressed.

Despite the fact that we were fairly nonchalant about nudity in our house, I really felt awkward stripping down right in front of the boys, especially with them traipsing about with such obvious manifestations of Master Vicente’s effects on them. But, as I’d told them, it had been a long day and I felt a bit grubby, so I’d wanted to strip everything off, including my underwear, as soon as the boys and I were done hugging and I didn’t need clothes on anymore. Grabbing everything from where I’d dumped it on the floor, I headed upstairs to shower.

I had to admit that I was still obsessing over the boys being…the way they were. For whatever reason, I found myself thinking about their appearance over and over again. Even once I was standing under the hot water and I didn’t have to deal with having them right in front of me, I still couldn’t stop thinking about the two of them. The one good thing about that was that it served as an almost constant reminder that the two of them had been hypnotized. That much, I could deal with and even be happy about. I let my mind wander as I showered, but often realized I was thinking about what had just happened with Ryan and our Master. Despite how disturbing some of it had been, I was absolutely thrilled that Master Vicente had a new, hypnotized fuck-toy, and I hoped that he’d get more—just not Sean and Ethan. Not that there was anything wrong with him hypnotizing them for more general things, mind you.

Realizing that I was obsessing over Ryan and the boys being hypnotized, and getting a bit of an erection to boot, I did my best to focus on finishing my shower before I got totally lost in thinking about them. I thought I’d done pretty good until I noticed that the water was starting to get a little cool. I’d clearly been in the shower a lot longer than I’d realized. Finishing up before I found myself standing in ice cold water, I towelled off and threw on my bathrobe. That’d be enough for just hanging around the house.

I spent the rest of the afternoon with Sean and Ethan, often looking in distaste at the cum stains they were both so freely putting on display. A part of me wanted to leave and just hide out until Master Vicente got here, but that wouldn’t be fair to anyone, so I stayed and stared, trying not to let it distract me too much. On some level, I think I almost got used to it as the day wore on. By the time we’d finished dinner, the sight of the two of them didn’t bother me nearly as much as it had when I’d first gotten home. While I was still looking forward to Master fixing the situation, it was nothing that couldn’t wait.

It was about half an hour after we finished eating when Master Vicente called Ethan to say he was on his way over. I couldn’t help but notice that not long after Ethan had relayed the message, both he and Sean were unapologetically showing their…eagerness for him to arrive. Truth was, I was looking forward to it just as much as they were, but at least mine was covered with the bathrobe I’d thrown on after my shower! Despite my dislike of seeing my own sons erect, I still found myself smiling at the reminder that the two of them had been hypnotized.

The three of us stood near the door with our arms casually resting behind our backs while we waited for Master Vicente to arrive. The whole time we stood there waiting, I kept alternately staring at the outline of Ethan’s erection in his underpants and then at Sean’s, then thinking about how great Ryan had looked showing off how hypnotized he was. I couldn’t stop myself. This is ridiculous, I thought as I forced myself to look straight ahead instead of staring at Ethan’s erection in his underwear. Stop it! I breathed a sigh of relief that I was finally able to take my eyes of the boys’ erections. With that established, I relaxed, glancing down when I noticed Sean’s head throbbing in his underwear. I smiled at the reminder that he’d been hypnotized by our Master—he’d never have been comfortable showing it off like that if he weren’t.

For some reason, the boys kept giving me looks as well, though I couldn’t imagine why. It was almost like they knew I had an erection or something, but I knew that was impossible, since the tent in my bathrobe completely hid my cock from view.

Ethan was the closest to the door, so he opened it as soon as Master Vicente rang. The look on our Master’s face when he saw my youngest son greeting him with a hard-on was off-putting, to say the least, but Ethan simply nodded at him and went back to standing at ease. I hadn’t realized until now that that was the stance we’d all taken, but it seemed patently obvious once I saw how instinctively Ethan resumed the exact same position as soon as he’d opened the door.

“Hello, boys”, Master Vicente greeted the three of us as he stepped in. I couldn’t help but notice that he had a full-on erection himself and that he was taking no pains to hide that fact. I’d seen him that way probably dozens of times by now, so I wasn’t at all bothered by it myself, but I found it profoundly disturbing to see him like that in front of my sons, and even more disturbing when I realized that they didn’t mind it a bit. Worse, I realized a few moments later, neither of them seemed the least bit bothered by the fact that Master Vicente could see their hard cocks as well! They’d both confirmed earlier in the afternoon that he was indeed the creepy pervert they’d encountered several times before.

I wasn’t sure why it came as such a shock to me that they would be so comfortable showing him their erections. I’d known all along that he’d hypnotized the two of them and that he enjoyed hypnotizing guys like Ryan for sex. Clearly, there had been a strong sexual component to whatever suggestions Master Vicente had given the boys as well.

As he came in the door, I had to swallow my instinctive reaction to violently stop Master Vicente from kissing and groping my youngest son. It was made all the worse by the fact that Ethan seemed more like he was tolerating Master Vicente’s touch than really enjoying it. It seemed to take forever, but eventually Master moved on to me, since I was the next closest to him. I stood still with my legs comfortably spread for my Master. Despite my irritation at what he’d done to Ethan just moments ago, I looked up at him earnestly. “I’m so glad you’re finally here!”, I told him as his hand wrapped around my cock. “It’s been a…difficult afternoon.” Unlike Ethan, I quite enjoyed Master Vicente fondling me, and under his skillful handling, the irritation I’d been feeling subsided almost completely within a few strokes.

Watching our Master grope my older son’s erection didn’t bother me quite as much as it had with Ethan. I’d always felt protective of Ethan given his somewhat more introverted, intellectual nature, whereas Sean and I were a lot more alike. On some level, I thought that he could handle just about anything I could. Besides, I knew from Master Vicente that you could never be hypnotized to do something you really didn’t want to, so it seemed obvious that Sean must have his own reasons for allowing it. It was odd listening to him complain so vehemently while looking every bit as eager as I had when it had been my turn.

As I watched the two of them, though, it occurred to me that Master Vicente had just fondled my hard cock right in front of the boys. Sure enough, looking down, the bathrobe I’d thrown on after my shower was now wide open and my bare cock was jutting out, still appreciative of the attention Master had given it. There was no point in worrying about it now, I supposed. Besides, not only had the boys not reacted to it, being too occupied by Master’s attention themselves, I felt oddly good about having my cock jutting out. It was great seeing guys showing their appreciation of Master’s hypnosis, and even though I wasn’t being hypnotized by him anymore, I still felt good about showing him my appreciation, even with the boys around.

Knowing that it was his attention that had put my cock on display made all the difference in the world. If I’d thought for a moment that I’d been showing the boys my naked erection for any other reason, I’d have been shamed beyond belief and wouldn’t have had a clue how to handle it. Now, though, that wasn’t a problem at all, just like it hadn’t been a problem for me to be naked around Ryan.

“So, you were saying you had a bad afternoon, Matt? I’m sure it must have been uncomfortable for you seeing your sons the way they are now. I take it things haven’t improved much since we talked about it at my place”, he said, his eyes predatory as his gaze bored into my head. I couldn’t help but notice his dick throbbing regularly. Part of me was eager to help him out with that, but right now, I had far more important things on my mind.

“Yes and no. It’s gotten better, but in truth, I’ve been obsessing about it almost since the moment I left your place.” To my surprise, Sean laughed and even Ethan cracked a smile. “What?”, I asked.

“Oh, nothing. Let’s just say we noticed you obsessing.” I blushed as I realized how that must’ve looked to them. What must the two of them think of me looking at their groins as much as I had been? Given their general amusement, though, it seemed obvious that they’d been hypnotized not to be too bothered by it. That in itself freaked me out even more than I already was, and I scowled momentarily before shaking it off.

“Look, I think it’s great that you’ve hypnotized them both, but…”, I trailed off, taking several deep breaths as I prepared myself for what I felt I needed to say. I lowered my eyes in shame at objecting to how far he’d gone with the boys, but as a father, how could I not object?

Once I’d summoned up my courage, I stared him straight in the eyes and told him how I felt. “Deep down, I guess I knew even before I left that you would hypnotize them while I was away, and I even wanted it at a very deep level, though I don’t think I realized it consciously at the time. But this sexualization of it is just too much—it makes me very uncomfortable”, I admitted. It was hard to stand up to Master the way I was, but the boys came first, always. “I know you’re a really horny guy most of the time, so I suppose I’m not really surprised, but I really wish you hadn’t done…this”, I said, waving broadly in the boys’ direction, “without talking to me about it first.”

“Not to worry, Matt”, my Master soothed, his hand wrapped around my cock once again. “I promised you that I’d do something about that, and I will. Just keep looking into my eyes”, he instructed unnecessarily. I’d already realized, even as I’d finished speaking, that having made deliberate eye contact with him, I couldn’t look away. I often found my gaze locked on his for one reason or another, but he was always the one to break eye contact when that happened. Even though I’d been the one to initiate eye contact this time, I still couldn’t look away until he did.

“You’ve been wanting me to hypnotize your boys the whole time you were away, and I know how happy it makes you to see that I’ve done that.”

I couldn’t argue with that!

“You’ve known all along that it would be sexual”, he told me quietly, “since that’s almost the only thing I ever use hypnosis for. But you also realize that I would never take it further than you’re comfortable with. You have nothing to worry about. As you look at your boys now, you can think back to Ryan. You were happy that I’d hypnotized Ryan—more than happy. You felt that I deserved to have Ryan as a hypnotized plaything. As you look at your sons now, Matt, you can see how similar they are to him. They’re all about the same age and they’re all friends, now more than ever. You know I deserve to hypnotize guys, just like I hypnotized Ryan, and it makes you feel fantastic when you see guys acting on my suggestions.”

Master Vicente paused, letting that sink in before he continued. He needn’t have bothered, since I already knew that he was the one person on this earth who I would not only allow to hypnotize guys like Ryan, but whom I actually trusted to do so and wanted to do so. He was just reminding me of stuff I already knew.

“As you look at your boys now, and especially as you look at their erect cocks, you know that they’re every bit as excited at being hypnotized as Ryan was. In fact, I know you’ve been thinking about Sean and Ethan being that way almost since you first met Ryan. Deep down, you started making comparisons and realized that, in many ways, they were very similar to him. Now, having had all afternoon to think about it, you may find that it’s becoming very easy to be comfortable with the sight of hypnotized guys having erections and doing what I tell them to. The more you think about it, the better you feel, understanding that it’s no different seeing your sons erect than it was seeing Ryan that way.”

He paused again as I mulled that over. Now that he mentioned it, I couldn’t deny that there were a lot of similarities between the three of them. And what he’d said was true—I was happy he’d hypnotized my boys and I was always eager to see him hypnotize guys like Ryan to be his sexual playthings. In a way, I felt like I should have expected this sort of thing all along—or maybe even that I had been expecting it but hadn’t thought of it quite the right way until now.

“And as you become increasingly comfortable with them being the way they are, you’ll find that you’re beginning to feel even more comfortable acting the way you normally do around me. It won’t bother you at all that your boys are witnessing it, since you know I’ve hypnotized them to accept who you are when you’re with me. And you know that if they show any discomfort at the things you’re doing, I can trigger them to be okay with what they’re seeing”, Master Vicente finished, finally breaking eye contact.

I stood there for a moment, just letting everything he’d said sink in for a bit. It was interesting that he’d said I’d be more comfortable acting how I normally did around him because he was right that I already felt comfortable. My reaction to realizing he’d been stroking my cock right in front of them was proof of that! I smiled as I realized that he was still doing it.

“Why don’t we all get settled in the living room and we can catch up, since there’s clearly been a lot of developments in the weeks you’ve been away, Matt. Oh and Ethan, before we continue, why don’t you go grab your collar that you love so much. No need to put it on just yet, but I know how much pleasure it brings you when you’re wearing it and I’m sure your dad will want to hear all about it.” What on earth was that about? Ethan…wearing a collar? That didn’t sound like my youngest son at all!

At his prompting, I sat next to Master Vicente on the couch while Sean took the living room chair. While we waited for Ethan, I decided to tell Master Vicente something that I couldn’t seem to get out of my head. “Hey, Master, I just wanted to say that I really appreciate you hypnotizing the boys the way you have. Especially getting home earlier to see them sporting erections like it was nothing, I was really put off, and the idea that you might take it even further than that at some point and have them parading around naked…well, it almost made me want to puke.

“I’m doing much better now, though. I think it was seeing the hold you have over Ryan that tipped the scales. I felt such a surge of pleasure and almost a kind of awe when I looked at Ryan’s cock and I could see how much he loved being hypnotized by you. And thinking at the time that you wouldn’t do that with the boys made it that much easier to accept that Ryan felt that way about you.

“But now that we’re here and I know you haven’t taken things as far with the boys as you have with Ryan, it doesn’t bother me at all to see Sean here with an erection. I think it’s great to see him appreciating you so much, actually! And as for Ethan, if he doesn’t have an erection yet, I’m sure he will soon enough. It’s funny to think that I had such a hang-up about them being naked before, but the way you explained it all just now has made all the difference in the world”, I told him abashedly.

“I can just look at Sean’s cock now, and I can imagine Ethan’s, and they make me think back to Ryan. Knowing how much he appreciated your hypnosis made it easy as pie to look at another man’s cock besides yours. Even though he’s young enough to be my son, I found I could stare at his cock for as long as I wanted. And it’s the same now with Sean and presumably Ethan. Knowing that it’s their way of telling everyone how much they love to be hypnotized, the sight of them having erections doesn’t bother me at all anymore”, I reassured my Master, not that he seemed to need it. “It’s like you said at some point, though for the life of me, I can’t think of when, it’s really just a slight change in size and shape from other times I’ve seen them naked, but knowing what that change means makes me feel fantastic about it!” I breathed, realizing that I’d been going on like a hyperactive child about how much I now loved seeing the boys hard.

After he got back from fetching the collar Master Vicente had mentioned, Ethan dragged in one of the kitchen chairs. He could have squeezed in on the couch with me and Master Vicente, but I was just as glad he didn’t since he had even more prominent of a boner now than I’d seen him with so far. I loved seeing the shape of it beneath his boxer briefs, but I hardly wanted my own son sitting right next to me while he had an erection.

“Now then, Sean, why don’t you get us started by telling your father how you and I became such great friends after you got over your hang-ups about me”, Master Vicente suggested.

“Oh, I still have plenty of hang-ups about you, Master Vicente! I just don’t let them bother me so much anymore. Okay, so, the first time I saw him”, my oldest son started, shifting his attention towards me, “Master Vicente showed up at our door early the morning after you left. Honestly, I was a little pissed at you, Dad, once I saw that I’d been right and it was the creepy dude from the skate park. It took me a while to get used to him, mostly because that first week, he kept getting erections around me, but I after a while, I found they didn’t bother me all that much.”

I listened intently as Sean describe his first week with Master Vicente. At least at some points, it was crystal clear that Master Vicente had hypnotized Sean, and hearing him talk about things that had happened, like him showing Master Vicente his cock, I started getting hard again myself. It wasn’t so much that I was turned on by Sean being hypnotized, it was more about me being turned on by Master Vicente just taking whomever he wanted. In anyone else, I would have seen it as arrogant, possibly even criminal to hypnotize someone against their will, but Master was the one person who deserved to hypnotize any guy he wanted, and hearing about his exploits, even second-hand through Sean, left me rock hard and damp with precum.

Just before Ethan started telling me about how he and Master Vicente had gotten along, our Master told me to sit back and spread my legs. Not unexpectedly, Master grabbed my cock and started stroking it, assuring me once again that showing my sons my hard cock was a perfectly natural and comfortable thing to do. His repetition of something I already knew to be true made me still more comfortable with being visibly aroused in front of Sean and Ethan.

This time, though, I could clearly see the reactions on each of my son’s faces. Despite obviously finding it amusing in some way, Sean was also clearly somewhat repulsed at seeing me hard, while Ethan seemed to be doing his damnedest to keep his gaze locked on my face. They’d apparently taken it in stride that he’d stroked my cock as part of saying hi, just like he’d done with their underwear-covered cocks, but now that I was just sitting in front of them naked and hard, they weren’t quite so easy-going about it. Still, despite their unease, they continued on without complaint, much as I’d done with their erections for most of the afternoon.

“Your turn, Ethan”, Master Vicente prompted.

“Sure thing, Master Vicente”, Ethan smiled, though he looked a little awkward. “I guess the first time we met, I…well, I wasn’t really eager to get to know our Master. It wasn’t just him being him, either. Sean was giving off weird vibes as well sometimes. I kind of suspected something was up, but I didn’t say anything, since I didn’t really have any proof.

“As it turned out, Sean drugged me to sleep with some cold medication, and I didn’t figure it out until later. At the time, all I knew was that I couldn’t keep my eyes open, and at first, I just assumed it was from all the travelling and the emotional exhaustion of the way I’d left things with Mom and coming home to find the guy I least wanted in my house…in my house! Anyway, while I was knocked out from that was when Master Vicente made his move, I gather”, Ethan explained.

“Somehow, he must have snuck in a few suggestions because it wasn’t long after that that I realized my feelings towards him were changing. He seemed like not such a bad guy after all…maybe even somebody I was starting to like.” Master Vicente interrupted him before Ethan could continue.

“Truth is, that took a bit of doing. Despite looking like sleep, hypnosis isn’t the same thing at all. With the cold medication all but knocking Ethan out, I had a hard time getting through to his subconscious mind because he just kept falling asleep for real. Eventually, though, after about an hour of trying, I was able to get him responding to at least the basic idea of going into trance on demand, so I called that good enough…and it definitely was, since the next time I saw him, Ethan was much more responsive.

“So, where does the collar fit in?”, I interrupted after Ethan had continued his story for a while without so much as a hint of what that was about.

“I was just getting to that”, Ethan smiled. “I don’t know if you know this, but Sean has access to your porn collection”, he informed me.

“What?”, I asked, my eyes agape. “What the hell? Just how long have you…? No, wait, never mind. I don’t think I want to know. The last thing I need is an image of you jerking off to my porn. Wait…fuck…too late”, I blushed.

Why the hell had I even opened my big, fat mouth and admitted that I’d just had an image of Sean jerking off? The answer came to me almost immediately: I was always totally honest with Master Vicente, and since I knew he was listening in, I’d instinctively fallen into my pattern of telling him everything I was thinking, especially if it was sexual. Even the mental image of Sean stroking himself was laced with conflicting feelings. On the one hand, picturing him hard, I automatically pictured him as having been hypnotized by our Master, which made me feel truly special, even honoured, that Master Vicente had chosen my son—both my sons, I corrected myself—to be his hypnotic playthings. On the other hand, I still wasn’t fully ready to think of my sons that way, no matter what Master Vicente said. Hard-ons concealed by underwear were one thing, but imagining one of my sons jerking off was a very different thing!

Ethan could clearly sense my mixed feelings at thinking of Sean jerking off, and I didn’t want him to become shocked or alarmed by my own troubles, so I encouraged him to continue before he had too much chance to think about what I was feeling.

“Okay, so, after Sean had showed me around your collection a little, I told him to put on this one video that Master Vicente had recommended. It featured a woman in a magic collar that made her really obedient. I…hadn’t fully admitted it to myself, much less anyone else, but I…well…I kind of liked that idea, if you know what I mean.”

It wasn’t hard to imagine what he meant, since I’d been watching the outline of him bulging and relaxing at a slow, rhythmic pace while he’d been speaking. I smiled at him encouragingly, pleased to see him getting turned on as he remembered the incident, undoubtedly already being affected by our Master’s suggestions. It was patently obvious to me that my youngest had been hypnotized to be relentlessly honest or he never would have admitted to me that he got turned on by a woman wearing a collar. He and I just didn’t talk about that kind of stuff. Even Sean and I had only ever discussed his “type” once when he commented on how hot someone was, and never again after that. It was just a weird conversation to have with one of your kids.

It didn’t take long for me to take the next step from Ethan’s admission and realize that he didn’t like collars because he liked seeing women in them; he liked them because he wanted to be in one himself. It turned me on more than I would’ve thought possible to see him hypnotized into discussing his sexual tastes without even a hint of embarrassment.

“At that point, I had no idea that Master Vicente had actually hypnotized me yet”, Ethan continued, “so I felt perfectly fine talking to him about my fetishes and what I thought of wearing a collar. Nowadays, I’m not only fine with it, I love telling him even the most private details of my life”, he grinned at me with a conspiratorial wink, like I should somehow understand how he felt. I supposed I did, in a way, but that was just because of how well Master and I got along.

“You, however, are a different story”, my youngest complained. “Talking about this shit in front of my own father is messed up! Still, despite how fucked up and awkward this makes me feel…ummm…don’t take this the wrong way, but…he’s more important to me than you. So, I’m just gonna go ahead and say stuff.”

As his father, it was obvious to me that he was repeating himself and side-tracking before he divulged what he didn’t want to, but at this point, we all knew we was going to, no matter how he felt. I was a little taken aback at him saying that our Master was more important to him than I was, but I supposed that was something else he’d been programmed to think, and really, if anyone deserved my youngest son’s blind faith, it had to be Master Vicente. Once again, I smiled and nodded, my eyes dropping momentarily to Ethan’s cock, silently telling him that I understood how he felt and why, encouraging him to continue.

“So, the thing is, that movie…I…well…I’ve thought of…you know…me…uh…myself…in, you know”, he said, gesturing with the collar. Now that he was consciously focused on the fact that he was telling me his innermost sexual fantasies, it was obviously a lot more difficult for him, but there it was, in the open at last, not that I’d had any doubt of what he’d been going to say or the fact that his hypnotic training would end up making him say it, even though he was uncomfortable doing so.

“Speaking of your collar, why don’t you just go ahead and put that on now, Ethan”, Master Vicente suggested. I watched with fascination as Ethan’s hands moved with practiced ease and he buckled the collar onto himself, his face immediately losing its harried look.

“That’s better now, isn’t it, Ethan?”, Master Vicente prompted.

“Yes, Master. I feel so much better now”, Ethan smiled placidly.

“As you knew you would. Now, what was it you were saying about collars?”, Master Vicente asked.

“Oh, I was just trying to say that I’ve fantasized about wearing one before”, Ethan replied promptly and without a trace of his embarrassment of just moments earlier. “I’ve been fantasizing about wearing one since I was about fifteen, I think, but only for women until lately. Now, the only thing I think about when I wear a collar is you, Master Vicente”, Ethan admitted.

“Holy shit!”, I exclaimed. Ethan looked at me, clearly wondering if he’d gone too far for me, though he himself still didn’t seem bothered by what he’d just shared. “It’s not what you just said, Ethan—I’m surprised about that but at the same time, not—it’s just…the change! The instant transformation from nervous and embarrassed to…this. That’s amazing!”, I told him delightedly. My youngest son gave me a solemn nod of agreement.

“Why don’t you tell your dad what it feels like”, our Master suggested.

“It’s blissful!”, Ethan replied immediately, smiling reverently as his hand instinctively touched his collar. This was the most animated I’d seen him since the collar first touched his neck. “All my worries just go away and all I can think about is serving Master—doing whatever he tells me to—even though I know he’s gay and he’s working me up, physically and hypnotically, to the point that he can fuck me anytime he’s in the mood.” Ethan didn’t look even remotely concerned or embarrassed by what he’d just said.

“And how much of that is because of the hypnosis, do you think?” I could see Master Vicente’s dick throbbing through his pants. It was only then that I realized that he even had his pants on still. It was rare that I was with him for this long without his clothes coming off.

“Most of it, but not all. Truth is, from the moment I saw the woman in the porn video wearing her collar, I’ve hardly been able to think of anything else. The few times I’d imagined it before then, I’d always chosen to be obedient for the woman because of how much wearing a collar for her turned me on. The idea that the collar itself could make me obedient was mind-blowing. I jacked off three times that night, all with variations on the scene in the movie, but with me in the collar. It wasn’t until you bought me this one that I realized I could be obedient to you. As creepy as you used to be, I don’t think I could’ve gotten there on my own, Master”, Ethan finished, his eyes falling to the floor as just the barest hint of red touched his cheeks, despite his obvious transformation.

“And how do you feel about me now? How does it feel to obey Creepy Dude’s every whim like he owns you.”

“He does own me, Master”, Ethan told us both with almost a hint of defiance. Considering everything he’d just said, I was a bit surprised by that until he caught my eye after a few seconds, looking at me intently. Telling me that Master Vicente owned him had been for my benefit, I realized, not Master Vicente’s. I nodded in acknowledgement, once again admiring the proof of how much he loved being a slave to our Master’s will.

“One last thing, just so your father knows exactly where things stand…although I suppose I’m curious to know too. Why do you think this version of you is so obedient, yet the one who’s not wearing a collar is so reluctant to be like this?” This was news to me, although I realized immediately that that explained the sea change in Ethan’s behaviour.

“I don’t know. I don’t want to be shy and reluctant to obey. I want to be this! Please make me this, Master!”, Ethan pleaded. To my utter shock, and I thought maybe Master Vicente’s as well, my youngest son’s lower lip started to tremble, and we watched as it spread to his whole body.

“Relax, boy”, our Master told Ethan gently. Yet for all its gentleness, Ethan took it as an order, and drew in a deep breath as he tried to steady himself. “This is new”, Master Vicente said to no one in particular. “You know you can be this version of you any time you want, Ethan. The collar and my hypnosis could only bring it out of you if there was at least some hint of it in you in the first place.” Ethan frowned.

“You disagree?”, I suggested, knowing my son’s body language from nearly twenty years of experience.

“No offence, Master, but kind of, yeah. What I mean is, Sean wouldn’t be all ‘I’m not obeying, I meant to do that’ if he weren’t deeply…uhhh, that is…totally not hypnotized”, Ethan said with a wink and a grin, eliciting a derisive snort from his brother. “And you wouldn’t be sitting there calmly admiring both of us having erections if it weren’t for hypnosis.”

“Oh, Master Vicente hasn’t hypnotized me”, I assured him. “Or…if I’m being completely honest, he hasn’t hypnotized me lately. I remember us talking about it during the first few physiotherapy sessions and I wasn’t especially comfortable with it back then, but knowing him as I do now, I’d totally let him hypnotize me if he actually wanted to do that. It seems pretty obvious to me that he doesn’t, though, because if he did, he would’ve known I’m open to the idea of being hypnotized and he could’ve been practicing it on me this whole time without having to hide it. No, he’s only ever hypnotized me during those first couple of sessions to help with the pain.” Sean rolled his eyes theatrically, clearly thinking that I was lying to myself.

“And as for you and your brother having erections, the thing with that is that they show just how hypnotized you are and how much you love it.” For some reason, Ethan looked pointedly towards my crotch for a moment, raising an eyebrow, but he turned away almost immediately. It occurred to me only after a few seconds that I still had my own erection from seeing my sons being so hypnotically obedient to their new Master, even though Master Vicente had stopped stroking me a while ago. Suddenly, I realized what Ethan was implying.

“Naw, I’m not hard because I’ve been hypnotized”, I assured Ethan, feeling somewhat awkward even discussing it with him. “Like I said, I’m pretty sure I’ve never been under…since those first few times, I mean. I’m just really happy to see the two of you…enjoying yourselves and the kinds of things you two do with Master Vicente”, I said obliquely, with a fractional glance towards Sean. Surely now, Ethan could see that I wasn’t under the influence of hypnosis in any way, not like Sean was. Unlike him, if I had been hypnotized, I was sure there would be no reason for our Master to hide it from me. I was puzzled that Ethan still looked dubious, but we both let the matter drop.

“Back to your question, Master, I think—I don’t know for sure, but I think—maybe the other me doesn’t want to be this me because I want to be hypnotized…I want to feel like you’ve made me yours, not that I’m choosing to be yours”, Ethan suggested, facing his Master once again. Master Vicente’s eyes rose.

“I don’t know. Maybe. This is all just a guess, but I think, maybe, he could be this all the time if you really wanted him to be and, you know…told him to be”, Ethan suggested.

“What do you think I’ve been doing?”, our Master flashed back in an exasperated tone. “Not to worry, though, I’ll get you there at some point. But you’re right, it is fun watching you transform from one you to the other and then back again.” Ethan beamed.

I wasn’t sure if Master Vicente realized it or not, but in telling Ethan that he liked seeing the changeover, he’d probably just ensured that Ethan would never be a completely willing slave without the collar. More than anything, it seemed Ethan wanted to please his Master, so if the changeover made his Master happy, it would probably always be there. It was too bad, really, since I deeply enjoyed seeing my son being so obedient and would’ve really liked seeing him this way all the time. Maybe it’d still happen, though. I could tell how sincere he was about wanting to be our Master’s slave all the time, so maybe that would win out in the end.

“Okay, well, as much fun as this is, I should probably get going.” All three of us looked at him in surprise. He hadn’t been here for that long, and I had just assumed that he’d want to show off how great of a job he’d done hypnotizing my sons, or maybe he and I could have snuck off to the bedroom so I could pleasure him in the hopes that this would be one of those rare times when he’d reciprocate and stroke my cock for more than a few seconds. Even though I spent far more time servicing his cock than he’d ever spent paying attention to me, I still felt I owed him more.

“I’m sure the three of you will want to catch up on everything that’s happened these last couple of weeks, and no doubt, you’ll all want to get used to some of the changes that have happened recently. I’ll stop by again tomorrow and see how you’re all doing”, he leered, staring at each of our crotches in turn.

From Sean and Ethan’s point of view, our Master left not long after that. I, however, got treated to watching Master Vicente put them both under for a long session. Some of the session was simply reinforcing things they already felt, like accepting that Master Vicente really was their Master and how, deep down, they wanted to do anything and everything he told them to, even though Sean, at least, didn’t believe he did.

After that, he moved on to instructing them on how to be more accepting of seeing me hard. It was a strange method he used, too. Some of it was straight-up suggestions and manipulation, obviously intended to shift their comfort levels immediately to some small degree. But the lion’s share of it was him telling them to “contemplate” how comfortable they could be seeing me hard and seeing me serving our Master in whatever way he wanted. He told them that even though I didn’t think I was hypnotized, that they would know that I was, and enjoy seeing me so eager to please even when our Master wasn’t around. Things went on like that for some time as he drove the suggestions deeper and deeper until, probably close to an hour later, he brought them both out with a suggestion to be unaware that anything had happened, and to ignore any evidence, like what time it was, that said otherwise.

Once the boys were back to full awareness, the three of us lined up at the door to say goodbye. Master ground his crotch against my youngest son’s side several times before granting me the pleasure of feeling his hands on my own crotch, not to mention my ass. I’d always been a little hesitant when he played with my ass before but using the dildo so much while I’d been on vacation had really gotten me used to the idea of having things near or in my ass.

I was strongly tempted to go down on my knees for him, just so I could actually pay back some of the momentary attention he’d given me this evening, but I would never do anything like that without Master’s permission, which didn’t seem to be forthcoming. In between him groping me and forcing his tongue into my mouth, I thanked Master Vicente for hypnotizing Sean and Ethan so thoroughly. Master whispered a few things into my ear in reply that I didn’t quite catch, but despite not knowing what he’d said, his words left me breathless and tingling all over, not to mention precumming like mad.

Once Master was out the door, the three of us headed back to the living room, settling in the same places we had been without even thinking about it. That left me with a great view of how much the boys had enjoyed their time with Master Vicente. It was fantastic to know that they were not only hypnotized by our Master but that they enjoyed it so much! It made me really happy that I’d left the two of them under his watchful eyes while I’d been away.

“So, do you just leave that on all the time now that Master’s gone?”, I asked Ethan, noticing that he was still wearing his collar.

“Only for as long as Master Vicente lets me. He’ll usually call or text me at some point and make me remove it”, Ethan all but pouted.

“I’m sure you’ll be okay”, I consoled him, smiling gently. “He seems to have you well in hand, give or take your split personality. Besides, if you didn’t go back to ‘the other you’, as you call it, Master wouldn’t have the joy of seeing you transform”, I pointed out. That seemed to help, even though it was something he himself had just said not ten minutes ago.

The three of us spent most of the evening sitting around naked, chatting. I told them all about my trip, even giving them a few details about my adventures with the two dildos. Sean was apparently just starting to experiment with them himself. In his mind, it was because he was curious what it would be like to have something up his ass, but Ethan and I exchanged knowing glances the whole time he was telling us about it. I got hard at Sean’s obliviousness to why he was really using dildos now, which the boys both noticed, but neither of them commented on.

Ethan left his collar on for another hour or so, but I noticed he wasn’t wearing it anymore and that he’d put a fresh pair of boxers on after he returned from a trip to the bathroom. When I asked him about it, he told me only that he didn’t know why the other him took it off. He only knew how instinctual it was to put the collar on whenever Master Vicente told him to. From what he’d said earlier, I could only assume that he’d been in touch with our Master while he’d been upstairs.

Now that he was collarless, Ethan wasn’t quite so placid about seeing me naked and still getting the occasional erection whenever I spent any amount of time thinking about Master Vicente hypnotizing the two of them. His eyes often stopped at my crotch now instead of him ignoring it like he had been. Still, he didn’t mention that he was having any problems and it felt pretty natural for me to stay this way, so I didn’t try to cover up at all. Given what Master Vicente had said before he left, I felt certain that Ethan would become even more comfortable with what he was seeing the more he saw me this way.

We all continued sitting together in the living room chatting until just before bedtime. I hadn’t really thought anything of it at first, but after I’d been sitting alone for a few minutes, I realized that Sean and Ethan had each left the room at some point and that I didn’t hear either of them moving around. I wasn’t sure how I’d missed them leaving. I must’ve nodded off at some point.

I was just about to go find them when I heard the two of them moving, talking to each other, and joking around a little. Before I’d left on my trip, it would’ve been unusual to hear them being so friendly with one another, but from everything they’d said about their time with Master Vicente, it sounded like the two of them had really bonded under his hypnotic guidance.

When they still didn’t come back down after a few minutes, I went upstairs to see what they were up to, figuring that I’d also say good night and head for bed early after such a long day. When I got up there, however, I found the two of them chatting casually in Sean’s room. They stopped as soon as I walked in, turning to face me. As was often the case now, both of them were at least partly hard. At this point, I was so acclimated to it that I just let the wave of appreciation roll over me at first and almost didn’t notice that they both had fresh cum stains on their underwear. I had a sneaking suspicion that both of them had been so quiet earlier because they’d been jerking off. Suddenly, I realized that it was entirely possible that they’d been doing it together and a wave of nausea swept over me.

“Are you okay, Dad?”, Sean asked, obviously seeing the change in my demeanour.

“I…uh…I’ll be okay”, I told him, barely restraining my revulsion. Worried, the two of them stood up to come over to me and make sure I really was okay, which more prominently highlighted that they were both still half-hard in their cum-covered black boxers. I couldn’t figure out why the possibility of them jerking off together bothered me so much now, despite the fact that we’d all been naked and erect when Master Vicente had been here, even squeezing or stroking our cocks a lot of the time.

Just like that, the nausea disappeared and a wave of admiration for Master Vicente hypnotizing the two of them rolled over me. I gasped, panting a little as I suddenly felt so much better. I wasn’t feeling better about the two of them jerking off together, I realized—even the momentary image that formed as I thought of that made me feel unwell again—but about how much they enjoyed serving our Master. Staring at their now soft-but-swollen penises in their underwear and thinking about Master Vicente was enough to remind me how great it was that they’d been hypnotized. The more I thought about that, the easier it was to forget about…whatever it was that had been bothering me.

After I’d given them each a hug and said good night, I contemplated giving Master Vicente a call to tell him what had happened, but even as I thought of it, I knew that there was no real need. The way he’d taken care of my concerns about seeing them erect gave me confidence that the next time he came over, he’d take care of any concerns I had with any other inappropriate hypnotic commands. I didn’t want to disturb him, and I was certain that I could push through my revulsion and maybe even get over it a little if I just gave myself time.

It occurred to me that I hadn’t even unpacked yet and that my bags were still downstairs, so I went back down to grab them and at least bring them up to my bedroom. “I thought you were going to bed”, Sean said as he saw me walk by.

“I was, but I realized I needed my dildo”, I smiled.

“Good idea!”, he called as I continued down the stairs. “How big is yours?”, he asked.

“Just a sec”, I replied, holding up a finger. It felt surreal, to be sure, but I was kind of proud of how far I’d gotten in a relatively short period of time, so when I got back upstairs, I fished my dildo out of my bag and showed it to him. He brought his out as well, but it was nowhere near as big as mine. His was still roughly the same size as the one I’d started with.

“Holy shit! Goals!”, Sean said, gaping as he saw how much bigger my dildo was.

“Not to worry”, I chuckled. “I’m sure Master Vicente will get you up to this in no time!” I regretted saying it almost immediately.

“Will you please fuck off with the whole ‘you’re being controlled by Master Vicente’ thing! It is seriously pissing me off. It’s like I said before: I’m experimenting with dildos because I think the idea of taking something up my ass sounds fun, alright? Lots of straight guys like getting pegged and shit, and I’m one of them. Not like you two weak-minded losers who do whatever the fuck Master Vicente hypnotizes you to…like you using a dildo the size of Master Vicente himself. Wonder where that’s going?”, Sean snorted.

“Calm down, calm down. I didn’t mean that you’d been hypnotized to use dildos”, I lied, “just that Master Vicente’s gay, so he could probably provide you with some tips on how to move up to bigger ones faster. And as for me, if you think you’re using dildos of your own free will, why is it so hard to think that I am too?”, I asked. “What if, in reality, Master Vicente’s hypnotized both of us to do it?” Internally, I scoffed at the idea, but in Sean’s mind, I was hypnotized but didn’t realize it, so I was trying to get him to see that even though he “knew” he wasn’t, theoretically he could be in the same boat he thought I was.

Naturally, he didn’t buy it. “Again, I’m not hypnotized! It’s not possible for me to even be hypnotized. I’m too strong-minded. I just sort of like Master Vicente, despite how perverted he is, and I don’t wanna be rude whenever he asks me to do stuff, even when it’s something I hate. I just make sure to tell him that before I do whatever, so he knows for the next time. Of course, he’s still a perv, so sometimes his libido gets the better of him and he asks me to do something he already knows I hate, but I’d still rather do what he wants than risk losing him as a friend. The rare time he fucks up and keeps asking me to do stuff I don’t like, I remind him about it even more harshly, so hopefully he remembers before he gets horny the next time. I think it must be working, really slowly mind you, because I don’t feel the need to yell at him as much anymore.”

I looked at him skeptically.

“Fuck you!”, Sean replied, crossing his arms with the dildo he was still holding sticking conspicuously off to one side. “But just to satisfy the two of you, if by some miracle Master were hypnotizing me like he is the two of you, he’d fuckin’ deserve to do whatever he wanted! Anyone weak-minded enough to be hypnotized into doing shit like the two of you are had it coming to them, as far as I’m concerned. It’s no different than wrestling or whatever else. If you pin the other guy down, you win the game and get the prize you earned. If a hypnotist manages to hypnotize a straight guy to do gay shit, he’s earned it when the other guy complies!”

“That…”, I started to object. “That…makes a lot of sense, actually, now that you put it that way. I don’t think quite the same way, but I can see where you’re coming from. To me, I just think Master Vicente deserves to hypnotize whoever he wants because I trust him, I guess. Like, there’s nothing really all that wrong with Master hypnotizing a guy, even if the guy doesn’t agree to it at first. If anyone else did that, you can be sure I’d have him in cuffs and down at the station in no time, but with Master, it’s different. I know what he’s about, so I know it’s okay to let him hypnotize whoever he wants to. Not just okay, it’s terrific! Why do you think I’m so happy to see Ethan with an erection right now?”, I asked, realizing that I had an erection of my own from trying to reason with one hypnotized son while watching the other one starting to get off on it.

“Fair. But I’m not hypnotized, so just shut up about it, will you? I hate it even being implied that I’m that weak-minded”, Sean growled. “It’s like you don’t trust me to know my own mind, I guess you could say.”

“Alright, I’ll try to remember that. Now, I think we both have more important things to do, don’t you?”, I asked, holding up my dildo as my dick throbbed.

“Good point”, Sean smiled, settling down again now that the worst was over. Ethan was groping himself in the background, which reminded me of the idea that he and Sean might have been jerking off together, but I just stared at his hard cock in his underwear and, even though he was still groping it, I found that seeing him show off how hypnotized he was and how much he enjoyed it, I was able to cope with the idea that he might have been hypnotized to jerk off with his brother. It didn’t even matter to me that Sean might be about to stick a dildo up his ass while Ethan watched, all I could think about was my youngest son enjoying the experience.

Snapping out of it, I left the two of them alone and headed for bed. I dug the lube out of my bag and settled down, thinking about what had just happened. The more I thought about it, the more I thought there was something Master Vicente should know, so I texted him before I did anything else. Sean briefly considered he might be hypnotized. Pretty sure you said he’d never do that, so I figured I’d let you know.

Thanks, I’ll have a chat with him about that, came the reply only a few seconds later. Thinking about what that “chat” was likely to involve, I started lubing up both my butt and the dildo.

As I got into things, I couldn’t help but go back over all the various events of the day, despite my attempts to fantasize about something more interesting. I found myself mostly thinking about Ryan and how hot his mouth had felt on my cock. I hated that it had been a guy, but knowing he’d been hypnotized to suck me off despite him being straight—and, of course, staring at his hard, hypnotized cock—had been such an incredible turn-on. Well, maybe not directly a turn-on for me, but seeing Master’s hypnotized boys, like Ryan, Sean, and Ethan, made me hard on Master’s behalf. He got turned on by hypnotized boys, and I got turned on knowing that they turned him on.

Despite how horny I was, I took my time with the dildo, now focussing on everything that had gone on with Master Vicente and the boys. I couldn’t help but compare them to Ryan, especially when I thought about how comfortable it had been seeing Ryan naked and hard. Naturally, that led to me thinking about seeing the boys’ erections in their underwear, which had become so much easier to contemplate these last several hours. It was just the possibility of the two of them naked and jerking off together—or worse, jerking each other off—that I was having trouble with.

All thoughts of Ryan and the boys were obliterated once I started sticking fingers up my ass. The sensation of doing that was overwhelming in its own right, and I became lost to the world once I started pushing the dildo in. It was so fucking heavenly having a dildo the size of Master Vicente’s cock inside of me. Why had I never tried this before I’d met him?

For the next hour or so, I was lost in an ocean of bliss apart from the occasional random thought flitting across my mind about how much Sean and Ethan resembled Ryan, at least as far as Master Vicente’s pleasure was concerned. My thoughts about the three of them jumbled together as I slid the dildo in and out of my butthole, allowing me to find a new pleasure at the thought of the boys hypnotically serving Master Vicente just like Ryan did.

I fell asleep with the dildo still fully inside of me, but by the time I woke up the next morning, it had slipped out. There was a time I would’ve thought that was gross, but these days, it didn’t bother me at all. I gave some thought to putting it back inside me for another go before I went downstairs but decided against it. Master Vicente liked the idea of me only dildo-fucking myself when he said I could, which I sometimes played along with just for his amusement. I hadn’t yet spoken with him today, so I figured I’d better not do anything further with it besides cleaning it.

Once I was done with that, I started to head down to the kitchen, but as I passed by the door to my study, I noticed that the boys were in there, staring intently at the computer. I could hear Master Vicente’s voice and it left no doubt at all about what was going on. Without a second thought, I headed in and waved at the camera silently.

The three of us stood there, unmoving, listening intently to our Master’s voice as he spoke ever so soothingly. Relaxed as I was, I sat down in the chair after a while, the boys standing on either side and slightly behind me. As was common these days, I’d only thrown on a bathrobe after I’d gotten up, but following Master Vicente’s suggestion that even when the boys were around, I should start behaving the same way around him as I did when we were alone, I let my robe fall open. They’d seen me naked often enough yesterday that I saw no reason not to let them do so now.

Without a word, I reached towards the mouse and put on a new video that had suddenly appeared in my porn collection. I assumed one of the boys had downloaded it, most likely Sean. Clearly, one of them knew my password, but that was the least of my concerns right now.

The video was entitled Prisoner Hypnotizes Guards, though it seemed to be more of the magical hypnosis genre. It was obvious from the moment it started that it was a gay video since everyone in the opening scene was male. That didn’t matter to me, though—if anything, it made it hotter. I started stroking myself as the screen showed the prisoner staring into the eyes of a guy who had just entered the cell—an interrogator, perhaps? It wasn’t immediately clear. But instead of talking, the guy entering the cell could only stare into the prisoner’s eyes while he spoke quietly. It wasn’t long before the interrogator was on his knees blowing the prisoner. The guards outside eventually realized what was going on, but it seemed like all they could do was stare into the prisoner’s eyes as well. Soon, the three of them had also joined in the action.

Fuck, I loved it when a male hypnotist took over straight guys, or at least I assumed they were. Those were the hottest videos of all, and even if this one was as badly filmed as most porn was, the story was still hotter than hell. I only had eyes for the video, watching raptly as the prisoner fucked one of the guards to start, and had them pleasuring both him and each other in various positions right up until the end.

It was only after the video was over that I regained awareness of anything outside the movie at all. Even then, it was only enough to realize that my dick was in my hand, and I was rapidly building towards cumming. I heard others in the room making noise as well, but all I could think about was the prisoner staring at the camera…at me. I actually put the video on again and paused when I got to the first staring scene. I stared straight into his eyes, or maybe he stared into mine. Trapped in his gaze, I felt a familiar warmth growing in my groin.

As my load burst from the end of my cock and the thick strands of liquid hit my abdomen, I found myself imagining Master Vicente looking at me like that. I fell asleep as I stared, imagining that I could hear Master Vicente’s voice asking me things, telling me things.

Even as I started to spread the cum around my stomach and chest, I felt other hands on me, but I was too sleepy to worry about whose they were or what they might be doing. How could I be so sleepy so soon after waking up? It didn’t matter. All that mattered right now was dozing off as Master Vicente continued to speak.

When I finally awoke from my unintended nap, the boys were no longer in the room, though I could hear them moving around downstairs. I was still somewhat hard, but I just tied my robe to cover it. I had no objections to the boys being aware that I had a bit of morning wood, of course—we’d always been pretty liberal about nudity around each other—but I wasn’t sure how they’d feel about it now that they’d been away from Master Vicente since yesterday. Truth was, I was beginning to wonder how I’d ever paraded myself around in front of them naked and often hard myself. It had seemed so easy and natural yesterday, but not today.

While I was still making my own breakfast, the two of them started putting on clothes, hiding the relatively fresh cum stains on their underwear. Thinking back, I remembered seeing the two of them standing by my computer when I’d first sat down, each of them listening to our Master’s voice. Everything after that was hazy, probably because I’d been so tired, but my dick throbbed slightly as I realized that the two of them must have been hypnotized by their Master while I’d been there.

“Going somewhere, guys?”, I asked.

“Yeah. We were talking with Master Vicente earlier and he suggested that the two of us should go to the skate park for a couple of hours. He said he’d stop by and watch us for a bit before coming over”, Sean explained.

“Oh, cool! You boys be sure to show off for him. You know how much he enjoys staring at you. Hard to believe you guys once thought he was a creep. I’ve always thought he was a pretty normal guy, if a bit horny sometimes”, I told them.

“Oh, he’s definitely creepy”, Sean replied, jumping in before Ethan could say anything. “I just don’t let it bother me as much as I used to.” I smiled as I looked towards Sean’s crotch. Even covered by his jeans, it was still a bit on the larger side. I had no doubt whatsoever that he was secretly enjoying how his Master made him feel, even if he didn’t realize it himself.

“Now that you remind me of it, I know Ryan found him creepy as well. I guess it must be something to do with your generation or something like that, what with the three of you all complaining that he made you feel uneasy, at least before you really got to know him”, I said, still baffled that anyone found our Master to be flawed in any way.

“Oh, you met Ryan?”, Ethan chimed in. “Cool! I’m pretty sure Master Vicente’s got him hypnotized as well, cuz I’ve seen him in the background sometimes when Master and I have been speaking, and he’s always been naked and hard, at least that I can recall. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t do that unless Master Vicente was helping him think it was okay to do that.”

“Oh, yeah, Ryan’s definitely hypnotized”, I confirmed. “Seems to be enjoying it a lot, although he pretends he hates it. One way or the other, it makes his dick hard, so he can’t be hating it that much!”, I chuckled, giving Ethan a wink. The two of us smirked, deliberately not looking at Sean.

“Speaking of hypnosis, though, it occurred to me that you boys shouldn’t have to jump through hoops to watch videos on my computer. For now, my password is YesMaster, all one word, with the Y and M capitalized, although it’s pretty obvious that at least one of you has figured that out”, I laughed. “Anyway, feel free to log in and browse or jerk off or whatever. No need to hide it. I’ll look up how to remove my password altogether whenever I get a chance. Besides, you guys having access benefits all of us. I love that new gay video one of you downloaded!”

The two of them smiled at me, momentarily getting lost in thought as they remembered the video themselves. “Yeah”, Sean agreed, “it is pretty good, isn’t it? As for your password, you should’ve used the built-in encryption. The cheap-assed stuff you used was cracked a long time ago. A friend of mine gave me a program to hack it, so I had access to your stuff within minutes no matter how often you changed your password or what to.” That about figured. Ethan was the one I would’ve expected to know how to do that himself, but it fit Sean’s personality more that he’d think nothing of hacking into my files to watch my porn.

As much as I wanted to spend more time with them admiring the hints they both still showed that Master Vicente had been hypnotizing them regularly, I reluctantly suggested that they should get going. It wouldn’t do to have them show up late to their meeting with our Master.

Likewise, knowing that he was coming over after he’d gotten his fill of staring at both my sons, I didn’t dawdle as I made breakfast and downed a cup of coffee. Once I was done, I took my time in the shower, being especially thorough in areas I wouldn’t have paid quite as much attention to before meeting Master Vicente.

He didn’t show up for another hour or so, but I sat patiently in the kitchen waiting for him. With no particular stimulation, my cock was quite soft the whole time, and it really appreciated the downtime. It seemed I was hard a lot more often these days for some reason. Obviously, some of it came from spending time with my Master or staring raptly at his boys, but even when neither of those was the case, I found myself getting hard for no apparent reason—not that I was complaining.

I was grateful that Master didn’t object whenever I got hard. It would’ve felt wrong to hide something like that from him, but I knew that if he’d objected to it for whatever reason, I would’ve had to keep it hidden, no matter how much I wanted to show myself off to him. Instead, he encouraged me to go with my instincts, which usually meant that my legs were spread and my hard cock was visible to him any time he was even remotely looking in my direction.

Not now, though. Now, it was completely soft as I sat there twiddling my thumbs. It seemed silly to just sit there doing nothing while I waited, but it wasn’t like I had anything better to do. As often happened these days when I had time to myself, I got lost in thought. I didn’t really think of anything specific, or even think consciously at all, really. I just kind of put my brain in neutral and let my subconscious ponder whatever it wanted to think about. It was a lot like dreaming that way, except I remembered even less of these times than I did of my dreams. That continued until I heard Master Vicente at the door.

“Good morning, Master!”, I greeted, spreading my legs slightly so he could get a good look, then backing away from the door so he could enter. As was pretty common for him, he had an erection tucked off to one side of his pants. He’d obviously been hiding it behind a backpack he was pretending to rifle through, but now that he was inside, he no longer needed to do that and I could see the enormity of his erection sitting comfortably off to one side. Without thinking, I licked my lips.

“Good morning, Matt”, he returned, casually perusing my naked body as he came in. “Today promises to be a really fun day with you and the boys”, he grinned. I wasn’t sure what he meant, but he was full of cryptic pronouncements like that. I’d gotten used to it.

“Speaking of whom, where are they?”, I asked. “I assumed they’d be coming home with you.”

“Nah, I left them at the skate park for now. They were having an argument with one of the other guys about me. It was hilarious hearing the two of them go at it. Ethan’s convinced that I’m a great guy now that he’s gotten to know me better, while Sean agreed with the other guy that I’m a total perv, but he figured that if I was going to look at them skating anyway, why worry about it. He was arguing that they should all just ignore me and let me look. I’m pretty sure the guy they were arguing with thought they were both nuts.”

I grinned in appreciation of the situation. “Yeah, you sure have the two of them hypnotized! It’s been great seeing just how much since I got back. I especially enjoy seeing the evidence of it as they get hard and sometimes add fresh cum stains to their underwear. Speaking of getting hard, though”, I said, pretending to be coy. He knew as well as I did that I was developing an erection now that he was here. Everything about him filled me with an intense sexual pleasure that I couldn’t hide. Truth was, I enjoyed letting Master Vicente play with my dick, as he often did when I got hard. I’d never let anyone else do that, of course, but he was “the one” for me…the one I’d pick if someone asked who I’d go gay for.

“Can I get you anything, Master?”, I asked as Master Vicente started fondling my cock. “Did you want me to help you out of those clothes? I know how restrictive you find them. As always, just tell me whatever you want and I’ll do my best to make it happen”, I assured him.

“Thanks, Matt, I would appreciate some help with these clothes.” I wasn’t at all surprised. “Once I’m out of them, you can pour me some juice and then sit quietly in the kitchen until I say otherwise.”

“Of course, Master. I’m yours to command”, I replied, smiling. I was just pretending that I was this meek and submissive, of course, but it was something we both enjoyed playing at. Once I was down on my knees and had released the ginormous piece of meat in his pants, he slapped me in the face with it a few times before allowing me to finish stripping him. I really wanted to suck the precum off the head of his dick, but I knew better than to do so without being told, or even to suggest it. He’d let me know what he wanted when he wanted it.

Once I was done taking his clothes off and I’d poured him his juice, I sat down in a chair, making sure to spread my legs wide so he could enjoy the sight of my naked body. Nominally, I still had my robe on, but it was draped wide open and hanging down to the floor, so it really didn’t serve much purpose at this point.

Master also spread his legs for me, letting me salivate at the sight of his cricket-bat of a cock until I felt his thumb on my forehead. There was something about him massaging me in that particular spot that sent me off into my own little world where the only thing that existed for me was his voice.

I listened eagerly to what he had to say, blissed out for minutes or maybe months. I didn’t know, I didn’t care. Where I was didn’t matter, what I’d been doing didn’t matter. I just needed to relax and take in everything Master told me.