By rhinoman, aka rhinotoons, aka raginrhinotoons, aka raginrhinoman. Check out my other stories under these names.
First control story by me. I hope you like it. Send comments.
Part 1 – The Game Begins
Jason blew the stream of smoke from his Montecristo cigar up towards the patio overhang. Looking past the pool to the Intercoastal waterway, he thought about the good life his brother was leading.
"Jason, would you like another beer?"
He snapped out of his thousand mile stare and tried to focus on his sister in-law. "Sure! Thanks."
He watched Cindy turn to leave and followed her shapely ass as she went back into the kitchen. His brother Mitch had scored big time with his wife of five years. His older brother was the good looking, athletic one that got all the girls in high school. Three years his senior, Mitch beat him in every competition they ever had. Jason admired his smooth talking brother and the admiration grew even more when he visited him in college. Jason loved sitting around and listening to his older brother's sexual exploits and dreamed of following in his footsteps.
Alas, instead of growing to match Mitch's 6-3" frame, Jason peaked at 5-10". It was on one of his visits that their relationship took a turn for the worse. Jason was staying in his brother's fraternity and a bunch of the guys told him they would make him an honorary member of the fraternity if he passed a few tests. The first few were pretty harmless – chugging a bottle of tobacco sauce and stealing some panties from one of the Sororities laundry rooms, but the final one left a lasting mark on him.
Jason had to swim across one of the small ponds on campus, but the catch was, he had to do it naked. The guys promised to be on the other side with his clothes and left him with a towel wrapped around his waist. Jason dove in and swam as fast as he could, eager to get across, get clothed and be part of the fraternity. As he got to the shallow end on the other side, they guys weren't there. It was the girls from the Sorority where he had stolen the panties. He could still hear the taunting in their voices as they held up a pair of panties. "Since you like our panties so much, we brought you a pair to put on when you come out." His face burned with a mixture of humiliation and rage as he tried to cover himself the best he could. They wouldn't give him the panties until he moved his hands away from his dick, but that was when he heard the most encouraging thing he could have hoped to hear. "Wow! You're a lot bigger than Mitch."
His embarrassment ebbed as he put the thin panties on and made his way back to the Sorority, with the girls going on and on about his big package. Jason played it off, all in good fun, but that day he knew that he was going to get revenge some day in the future.
"Here's your beer, Jason," Cindy smiled as she bent over to hand him the beer. Jason would have loved to look down her shirt, but Cindy held her hand over the v-cut neckline.
'Thanks, Cindy," he took the beer and popped off the top. "Man or man, Mitch, you sure do have the life. A beautiful house on the water, a great wife," he winked at Cindy, "and a great job."
"Thanks, Bro."
Jason didn't think his brother sounded so convincing. As Cindy left, he thought about how Mitch had done a reversal in his dating his senior year in college. Instead of trying to get a different girl in bed each weekend, he met Cindy and she turned his life upside down. She was hotter than most of his one night stands, but she was also extremely conservative. Mitch had relayed to him how they didn't kiss until the third date, and that was only a quick peck on the lips. Mitch was smitten and cleaned up his act. He didn't even get to second base with her by the time he proposed. A few weeks after graduation, they were married.
"It's not all it's cracked up to be," Mitch said, taking a long swig on his beer.
"What do you mean? You've got it all, bro."
"I don't know," Mitch confessed, "Maybe it's because we're at the five year point, but Cindy and I seem to always be in an argument."
Jason tried to fake some compassion. Everything always seemed to go right for his brother, so if he was struggling that would be a great thing. "How do you think it started?"
"Well, after we got married, it was great. We had sex almost daily. I think she trying to make up for lost time, since she was a virgin. But about two years ago little things would start bugging me. She's kind of a neat freak and I felt like she was always bossing me around to clean up."
"That sounds pretty normal, Mitch."
"Yeah, but it seems to be snow ballin'. She says something to me, I say something back, we go to bed angry and now we only seem to have sex out of obligation once a week."
Jason took one last tug on his cigar as an idea started swirling around in his head. His brother was in a vulnerable position right now, so it just might work. Snubbing out his cigar, he asked his brother, "Have you ever considered going to a marriage counselor?"
"Hmm, yeah, I thought about it, but I talked to a guy a work that went to one and he said you have to talk about your feelings and they string you out for session after session with you never knowing when it will end. He said a few thousand dollars later, they were no better off."
Jason took another swig of his beer, not wanting to seem too eager. "What if I told you that I knew someone that could take care of your issues in one session... two tops?"
"Seriously?"
"Yep, this guy is amazing. I had a buddy who thought he was headed for divorce for sure. After just one session he told me their marriage was back to how it was after the honeymoon."
"Hell, little bro. I'd be willing to do that. What's his name?"
"I'll give you his card tomorrow. Let me get my stuff out of the car first and get settled in. Remember, I only plan to stay a few weeks, until I get back on my feet and find a place of my own." He's taken the bait, Jason thought to himself, now it's time to set the hook.
x x x x x
Jason scrolled through the contacts on his cell phone. Propped up against a few pillows in the guest bed, his mind drifted to Cindy and those natural 36D tits. He'd only seen her in a one-piece, but what he'd seen look fine. His cock started to stir and he reached down to start stroking himself, but a soft knock on the door startled him.
"Jason, are you decent?"
He smiled and whispered back, "Yes."
The door slowly opened and Cindy entered in her long-sleeve pajama tops and bottoms. "Oh!" Her face turned red as she looked at Jason's hairy uncovered chest.
Jason pulled the covers up a few inches, so his abs were covered, to relieve her embarrassment. "What's up Cindy?"
I wanted to bring you in a better pillow. The ones in the guest room are more decorative than for sleeping. She handed him the pillow and quickly turned to leave. "Good night."
"Thanks," Jason replied, staring at her cute little butt on the way out. He turned his attention back to his phone and began texting his contact:
Henry. Fit my brother and his wife into your schedule ASAP. Start with the climate control treatment. Remember, you owe me. I'll be in touch for step 2 and 3.
Jason smiled. The next two weeks were going to be epic.
x x x x x
Henry stepped out into the reception area. Through his thick glasses he saw the good looking couple seated on the couch. He walked across the room and extended his hand. "Hello, I'm Doctor Finebaum; you must be Mitch and Cindy."
