Ethan was restless. It was raining outside, he was home alone, and Josh was coming over. Ethan had hardly slept. His mind kept replaying the events from yesterday, and his hand kept going back down to his cock. He didn't know what to expect, and he didn't know what he wanted to happen. He just knew that what had happened yesterday had been the most erotic thing in his entire life. He had absolutely loved it, all of it. Watching Josh go into trance, masturbating under hypnosis, and of course, the utterly incredible experience of fucking him in the ass, while he was hypnotized, while he was controlled... By Ethan. By Ethan's hypnotic suggestions.
And then Ethan had gone to the toilet, and when he came back, Josh was gone. Ethan had almost-sent a whole swarm of messages, but deleted them all, unable to decide what he wanted to say. This morning, Josh had messaged "we need to talk, I'm coming over". So Ethan could only wait. Wait, squeeze his cock, and try to keep his swirling fantasies and fears in some sort of order.
And boy, did he have a lot of both. One minute he felt sure Josh wouldn't be alone - his father, his big brother, the police, anyone - would be with him. The next minute, he got a vision of Josh sitting on the bed, blank, naked, hypnotized, ready to - obey. From there, his imagination ran riot, bringing up all sorts of impossibly erotic scenarios, only for some other part of Ethan's mind to remind him that he'd known Josh since they were three, and was this a way to treat a friend? Then Ethan would groan and feel like shit. And off his mind went again, for another round.
When the doorbell rang, Ethan was staring out the window and hit his head on the window frame as he started. He half-ran, half-stumbled down the stairs and opened. Josh was standing outside, in a hooded rain jacket and jeans, looking tense. But alone.
"Hi," Ethan said. Josh nodded. "Wow, it's raining a lot. Come in. Hey, put the jacket in the corner. Mom doesn't like it when we get water in the shoes." Josh nodded, took off his jacket and hung it on the clothes rack in the corner, above a plastic mat.
"Let's go to my room," Ethan said, trying to sound sure and confident, despite feeling pretty queasy.
Josh took off his shoes and followed Ethan upstairs, past the TV room - with the couch - into Ethan's room.
Ethan sat down on his chair. Josh remained standing, looking around in the room, not meeting Ethan's eyes.
"How... how's it going," Ethan said, like he usually did.
"It's going... swell," Josh said, the standard response, but he sure didn't look like it.
They were silent for a while.
"About yesterday..." Josh said, and trailed off.
"Yeah," Ethan said. "I'm... How do you... feel? About it. I mean."
"I'm... I don't... know," Josh said, looking up at Ethan. "It was... great. I'm scared. I'm confused."
"Okay," Ethan said. "Yeah. I'm. I'm... sorry."
"Crap," Josh muttered, or something like it. "Look. Okay. What happened yesterday was... great. It felt... great. I was so horny... But I - I don't... don't know... now. What are you... going to do? Now?"
"Me?" Ethan said, surprised.
"Yeah," Josh said, again staring back at the floor. "Are you going to hypnotize me again?"
"I... don't know," Ethan said. "Do... you want... me to?"
"Dunno," Josh said, very quietly. "I... I liked it. But you... lied."
Ethan swallowed. He took a deep breath.
"I know," he said. "I said I just wanted to test the induction. It was... true. I was planning to do that, and... see if I could get you to jerk off. We've done that before, and it's part of my plan for... getting girls." Josh looked down at him, looking skeptical.
"Was there a plan for that, or was it just a trick?"
"It wasn't a trick," Ethan said. "Although... I can understand... It was just... when I saw you... hypnotized. And then stroking... I got so horny. It was... My cock sort of took over. I'm... Josh, I'm sorry. I really am."
"Yeah," Josh said, slowly. "I felt dirty, right after. Tricked. Fooled. But... it was so good, too. I had to, to go home. I've hardly slept, tonight." He grinned at Ethan, sheepishly, a familiar grin. Ethan grinned back.
"But then I got scared," Josh said. "Look. We've known each other so long. I know you're more... forceful than I am."
Ethan nodded.
"I never thought you'd do something like this. And, and I never thought... I'd enjoy it." Josh was staring at the floor again. "But I don't want to be your... slave."
Ethan's eyes widened. At the word, but also at the slight shiver that went through Josh's body. And his own. It was one of the things his feverish imagination had drawn up for him during the night, of course. Josh standing naked, at attention, cock hard, saying "yes, Master" when Ethan gave him orders. He felt his cock harden again. Damn. He'd spent so much time fighting off these fantasies.
"I don't want a slave," Ethan said. It was true. His cock loved the idea, but he'd managed to think it through, and realized just how much trouble it would be. Especially since both he and Josh still lived at home, with their parents. They might move out towards the fall, when it was time to go to university, but even then, it would be complicated. Ethan didn't know what he'd do with a slave. He didn't need one.
Not yet, a voice whispered in his mind. For a moment, he lost his train of thought as he realized he could have a slave - later. He hadn't thought about it like that. He'd just thought about Josh, right now - but yeah, he could hypnotize more people, later. His head spun. He closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath. Focus. Don't fantasize.
He opened his eyes, and smiled at Josh, who was frowning at him.
"It's true," Ethan said. "I don't want a slave. I'm not lying. I've thought about it. There are, well, stories, on the Internet, of people who can hypnotize others. They always seem to be enslaving others, right and left. But it always seems to become so complicated. A slave needs to be taken care of. Then I would need to take care of him... or her. I don't want that. I really don't."
"Yeah, that sounds true," Josh said, smiling. "You don't like taking care. Remember the dog we had?"
Ethan chuckled and nodded. Josh and his brother had gotten a puppy years back, and they'd been so engaged in it. Ethan's parents had, too, but Ethan had mostly been annoyed. It was always in the way, always running around and demanding attention. And it needed to be fed, and walked, and, yeah, taken care of. Hah. Maybe Josh was right.
"You're right," he said. "Having a slave would be a hassle, and I don't want a hassle. So no slaves." He smiled at Josh, hoping it looked reassuring. Josh smiled back, so maybe it was.
"I just realized yesterday... I love hypnotizing people," he said slowly. Josh nodded.
"That also doesn't surprise me. You've been going on about hypnosis for years, and I remember how you watched those Scooby Doo cartoons."
Yeah, but I didn't think I would be so fucking turned on by it, Ethan thought.
"Yeah," he said. "I just - want to hypnotize you again." Oops. That was not what he'd planned to say.
"I want to be hypnotized again!" Josh said, in a surprisingly intense voice. He looked surprised too. "I mean, I - I would like to, some time, perhaps," he continued, in a much weaker voice. He looked up at Ethan. They stared at each other.