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It was in this moment Sebastian believed it.

Sebastian could barely keep quiet as Sam ducked his head down to fully engulf his dick. Sam, his best friend, was completely under his control- obedient to a rule. With his family getting ready for bed upstairs and absolutely no way to explain what was going on, Sebastian knew he could not allow himself to give them both away. But it was not him who could be ordered into silence and his ragged gasps were left only half-concealed by his own palm and continued on by a lack of restraint.

There was no way they could stop now.

A hand snatched Sam’s hair to hold him down and it took a moment for Sebastian to realise it belonged to him. He was in control yet he could not control himself. Sam’s shining eyes looked up at him from between his legs with unquestioning adoration and even from under the waves of the farmer’s magic Sebastian could see the excitement bubbling inside the man who had trusted him with his everything .

Only after he’d let out his next shaking groan did Sebastian hear the footsteps land at the bottom of the stairs directly outside his door. The person on the other side hesitated just long enough before turning the handle for Sebastian to whisper a hurried command.

“Rainbow shell, get up and don’t say a word!”

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It wasn’t often that Sam stayed the night but when he did Sebastian had exactly two rules for his friend to follow. To anyone else the set of rules Sam was presented with stretched from understandable to a bit strange to maybe considered rude but Sebastian didn’t care- Sam wasn’t allowed to yell past midnight, and he wasn’t allowed to go to sleep first. Sam’s excitable laughter had summoned Robin’s hammer of complaint knocking far too many times for anybody’s patience, and after one night too many kept awake by Sam’s incessant snoring he enforced the rule that if he wanted to stay over Sam had to be okay with keeping himself entertained while Sebastian dozed off first.

As a result Sam didn’t stay over often, but he stayed over on enough occasions to challenge Sebastian’s rules as often as he had the chance. However, there were loopholes in Sam’s rebellion and they were taken full advantage of.

Over the years Sebastian had learned that Sam was susceptible to following rules only when they worked in his favour, and so he found workarounds to his problems that benefited them both. The solution lay in his computer and the extensive library of porn he had access to over the web- which Sam found himself annoyingly blocked out of on his home internet. Bribing Sam with getting a load off was an unconventional method of securing some good shut-eye but Sebastian eventually got used to watching an unnaturally quiet Sam beat his meat from under the covers of his bed and couldn’t find it in himself to change the terms of the arrangement. He was sure that Sam kept trying to bend the rules for the sole excuse of trying to involve Sebastian in his solo sessions but until one particular summer night Sebastian had kept his involvement strictly to listening to stories about his friend’s odd sex life and nothing beyond voyeuristic vicariousness.

Sam was already primed sitting at the computer as he prodded Sebastian to bring up the heavy hints he’d laid out the whole evening regarding his latest hook-up. Sebastian stretched his arms out and yawned before finally taking the bait.

“Well then, who was it this time? A cute city guy? Or some freaky weirdo from the forest? Did you finally get in Shane’s pants or was it ever reliable Alex again?”

Sam leaned back and straddled his desk chair like a jockey. He’d heard Sam proudly claim that he was a ‘damn good rider of many things’, although his mother had quite plainly stated the other night that only one person in the valley owned stable and she wasn’t quite sure what Sam meant by his ‘jockey-related’ jokes.

“None of them, Seb- well, actually, it depends. I got with the farmer again. You know, the cute city guy who’s also some freaky weirdo from the forest? Him.”

Sebastian gestured for Sam to continue with a roll of his eyes. He really needed a smoke… Sam’s face lit up with the cocky face he recognised as someone who knew he could get everyone around him horny as hell and his words spilled forth with his natural allure of easy conversation.

It took a few minutes for Sebastian to understand what he was hearing, and even when he grasped what Sam was saying he didn’t quite believe it. He usually made do with the exaggerations built into Sam’s previous stories about the farmer but this one went just a little too far into the otherworldly. He could hear his mother and Demetrius moving about upstairs as time ticked closer to when his rules came into force and Sebastian wondered to himself if they would similarly find Sam’s claims bizarre if they could hear down into his basement. Sebastian crossed his legs and leaned back on his hands as he cut into Sam’s self-indulgence.

“So you’re telling me the farmer took you to his barn and you let him try to hypnotise you, but it didn’t work so you agreed to pretend it did so you could get fucked by his ‘galaxy sword’ dick or whatever?”

Sam looked down and clocked the big bulge in Sebastian’s pyjama bottoms. Neither of them cared to hide or look away from the show. “Yeah, dude! The only reason his spell didn’t work was because we ‘weren’t eight hearts yet’ or something. He’s a banging fuck though- still a top-tier dick. Lewis thought I’d gotten into a skateboarding accident when he saw me walking home past the ranch the next morning… Can’t imagine why he was by Marnie’s so early…”

Sebastian chuckled. He didn’t have to rely on imagination to picture exactly what Sam had looked like- from his quirky limp and bite of his bottom lip to the clench of his firm ass with every step. His eyes lingered over Sam’s body as he engaged with the fantasy and his friend smirked at the attention.

“Do you think we count as ‘eight hearts’, Seb?”

The men shared a look as Sam’s question lingered. Sebastian furrowed his brow.

“Why? Do you think I should try the farmer’s magic spell on you, huh? I didn’t think you were that stupid to believe it would work. Even if it did, you know I’d just make you run in circles as a chicken, right?”

Sam leaned forward in the chair and did not contest. “I’m not a chicken. Probably a wolf, or something cool . Give it a try. He said it activates with the phrase ‘rainbow shell’.”

The code in Sebastian’s brain immediately looked for the closing bracket to the command line. “How would I deactivate the hypnosis thought?”

Sam licked his lips. “Since you don’t believe me I’m not going to tell you. Maybe I’ll let you hypnotise me forever. What would you do with me doing anything you want forever, Sebby?”

‘Sebby’ rolled his eyes. “I’d make you run in circles as a chicken even more times, dumbass.” Sam just smirked annoyingly. He looked too smug perched up on his seat next to the computer waiting for his chance to jerk off to some hardcore gay sex on the screen. Just the sight of him making full use of the bribed rule between them made Sebastian want just a single moment of rival payback.

“Okay then, Sammy . Rainbow shell, stand up to attention.”

The effect was instantaneous. The smirk dripped from Sam’s face as he stood from the chair. His feet fumbled to find their footing between the chair legs but he stood upright awaiting orders exactly as he’d been asked. His eyes twinkled brightly in the dim basement lamps and his body stayed as still as a soldier long after Sebastian expected his friend to break character. As the moment dragged on he expected Sam to laugh loudly in response to the trick but his usual booming voice had been silenced. Sebastian was not above cheekily sneaking a peek at the dick jutted out sideways in Sam’s shorts and although he expected his friend to quietly readjust himself for comfort his hands remained idle at his side.

Sebastian shook off the strange sense that he’d dipped into something forbidden and kept hold of his bravado. Impulse didn’t come quite so naturally to him as it did to Sam. When he clicked his fingers, flipped his friend off and pinched his cheek there was no response at all.

The complete lack of reciprocation was unusual for Sam. He had got into character for sure.

“Okay dumbass, we’ll play this game. Rainbow shell, do ten push-ups.”

Sam had made it clear throughout their youth that he hated push-ups, yet without complaint the man knelt down on the floor in front off the computer chair and got into position. Sebastian couldn’t hold back a snicker as Sam heaved himself up and down across the floor. His arms were more defined than when he’d likely last done a rep in the school gym and even behind the ‘hypnosis’ Sam seemed surprised by his own achievement. Something flickered beneath the odd shine in his eyes. After completing his task Sam remained kneeling on the ground with an eerie, blank expression. It bit into Sebastian’s humour until he came up with his next retaliation.

“You knew this was coming. Rainbow shell, run around in a circle flapping and clucking like a chicken…” He plucked a number out of nowhere, “…twenty times!”

Sam got to it immediately. Sebastian uncrossed his legs and sat over the edge of his bed laughing as Sam took laps around the table they had set up for Solarian Chronicles. He flapped his arms and clucked like a chicken with the most enthusiasm he had ever seen a man express and kept skipping in a circle after Sebastian had given up counting through tears of laughter.

When he stopped Sam returned to silence, save for a breathless, heavy panting. The dicks trapped between both of their legs had filled out into impressive bulges and Sebastian was startled to see he was the only one staring. Usually Sam would have been more overt- he had always not-so-jokingly joked about how Sebastian had never shown interest in fooling around despite his frequent attempts and intense hinting.

“When will you stop joking around?”

Sebastian was pretty sure Sam knew he was lying about not needing to prove himself. He was perfectly good in bed and he didn’t need to play around with his best friend for Sam to acknowledge that… was what he said. He caught the flirtations offered to him and despite knowing that Sam was only joking about he always felt the need to assure Sam that he could fuck around just as well as him.

“I know you just want to prove a point, Sam.”

It bugged Sebastian that he felt the need to show Sam his capabilities for himself, and he knew one of them would break first- one way or another. It was just a matter of time and Sam lacked any semblance of patience. Sebastian was used to holding back his impulses. Tonight was a little different.

“Rainbow shell,” Sebastian took the plunge. Sam stared at him brightly and when he blinked his face was almost completely devoid of emotion. Almost. He was yearning. “Get between my legs.”

The hesitation Sebastian had counted on didn’t happen and he heard his blood pumping in his ears louder than the feet stepping closer to him. He caught no sign of a blush or badly-hidden smirk as Sam stopped, looked down at him, then got to his knees.

The man between his legs looked up at him like a fantasy, eyes honed perfectly on his lips and the next command that would come from them.

“Is this… real? What.”

Sebastian felt a spike of fear as his doubts were spoken aloud, then another when Sam didn’t start to laugh at him for believing the ruse. Sam didn’t reply, there had been no command and no rainbow shells and nothing left to confirm. Upstairs he heard the banging of doors and the pace of footsteps over his basement lair and felt a shiver at what was going on metres below their almost-midnight wandering about.

Sam didn’t retaliate when Sebastian stared more directly into his eyes than ever before- past the bright shine of so-called ‘hypnosis’ into the sexy green grin he knew below.

“Rainbow shell…”

Sebastian only had one idea left for how to confirm if the farmer’s spell was real. Despite his flirtations he didn’t believe for a moment Sam would go ahead with his fantasies on the whim of a joke. Neither of them rolled like that, neither of them crossed the lines of their friendship for a momentary laugh. Sebastian was being serious and, as stupid as he could be sometimes, Sam knew how to match his best friend’s energy.

“Rainbow shell… suck my dick.”

The moment the words came out of his mouth Sebastian began to panic. He thought he was a fairly chill guy but the anticipation he felt as Sam processed the command made his body tense like ‘chill’ had frosted over into ice . Sam blinked once, then raised his hands from atop his knees and pulled Sebastian’s pyjama bottoms beneath his balls with perfect precision. His dick stood up straight and his best friend homed in on it like a beacon. Both of them noticed the twitch.

“Wait, Sam-”

Sam leaned forward and parted his lips over Sebastian’s dick. An invisible line was crossed in an instant and as he heard his own panicked moan resonate around the room Sebastian could barely believe it. Sam’s tongue lapped at the tip of his cock and as his lips stretched around his girth Sebastian shuddered in pleasure. His best friend rocked up and down his shaft in increasing speed and his expert prowess was unveiled in spectacular fashion. Sebastian gripped the sheets either side of him and grit his teeth.

“You… hah… AHHH!”

Upstairs someone ran some hot water and the hum of the pipes and boiler groaning through the basement roof disguised an uncharacteristically loud moan that escaped his lips. Sebastian clasped a hand over his mouth and gazed down at Sam between his legs like he’d never seen him before. He never imagined he would see Sam the way he did, with the pink blush on his cheeks and the studious concentration in his bright eyes as a dick was pulled in and out of his mouth. Sam guided himself up and down and the more he sped up the less Sebastian could keep himself intact.

“Rainbow shell,” Sam paused, and as his friend’s eyes blinked to look up at Sebastian from his half-submerged kneel he almost blew there and then. From through his fingers Sebastian let his voice utter an impulsive desire.

“Go slow, enjoy it.”

Sam’s pace immediately slowed down and Sebastian shivered as the technicality of the command showed through in his technique. His head bobbed at seductive angles and his tongue swirled around Sebastian’s cock as if savouring the experience for himself. The final doubts inside Sebastian ebbed away and the power he held finally surfaced in his mind. He could make Sam do anything. He could get Sam to anything he wanted. He could make Sam lose himself.

He could lose Sam.

“Hnngh… hahhh…”

With a silent hum of satisfaction Sam brought himself up to the tip of Sebastian's dick and hovered there, not quite stopping but not quite letting go. With a flicker of a recollection Sebastian gasped. He was reminded of sitting aboard a roller-coaster at the precipice dividing the slow climb… and the impending drop. Sam’s eyes tilted up to him playfully through the spell- ‘go slow’ and ‘enjoy it’ were conflicting commands for Sam after all.

It was in this moment Sebastian believed it.

Sebastian could barely keep quiet as Sam ducked his head down to fully engulf his dick. A roller-coaster of pleasure rushed through him and as he was shaken by the ride he found himself drawn to the man between his legs like gravity. Sam, his best friend, was completely under his control- obedient to a rule. With his family getting ready for bed upstairs and absolutely no way to explain what was going on, Sebastian knew he could not allow himself to give them both away. But it was not him who could be ordered into silence and his ragged gasps were left only half-concealed by his own palm and continued on by a lack of restraint.

There was no way they could stop now.

A hand snatched Sam’s hair to hold him down and it took a moment for Sebastian to realise it belonged to him. He was in control yet he could not control himself. Sam’s shining eyes looked up at him from between his legs with unquestioning adoration and even from under the waves of the farmer’s magic Sebastian could see the excitement bubbling inside the man who had trusted him with his everything .

Only after he’d let out his next shaking groan did Sebastian hear the footsteps land at the bottom of the stairs directly outside his door. The person on the other side hesitated just long enough before turning the handle for Sebastian to whisper a hurried command.

“Rainbow shell, get up and don’t say a word!”

Sam sprang to his feet just as the basement door opened. In utter panic Sebastian dragged his friend around to sit next to him while whipping the pillow from his bed in front of his iron-stiff dick to hide it from view. Robin poked her head into the room with a curious look on her face and Sebastian couldn’t tell if he’d been too late.

“What are you two getting up to down here? We heard one of you running around and some loud noises. Just be careful not to break anything, boys.”

Sebastian really hoped he hadn’t already broken his boy. “Oh, uh, sorry. Solarian Chronicles got a bit heated. We just finished up for the night. We were, you know…”

Robin looked over at the table still set up with action sheets and map pieces. “Role-playing, got it. It’s cool that you guys are up for that stuff at your age. I doubt I could get Demetrius to play pretend as anything other than micro-algae on a freshwater riverbed. But what do I know, maybe that’s where all the action is taking place.”

Sebastian chuckled and was glad for the slight distraction, although he felt his body tense more and more the longer his mother was in the room. Sam sat rigid next to him and he couldn’t tell if Sam was also trying to hide their actions or if he was simply following orders. He feared it was only the latter.

Robin had already noticed Sam’s unnatural silence.

“Sam, are you okay?” Robin stepped into the room further but leaned against the door frame. Sebastian was insanely glad he had complained about intrusions into his room as much as he had over the years. “You’re, uh… less talkative . Seb?”

Sebastian had found he could improvise well if he could predict the situation- like the evil wizard at the top of the tower always having an inescapable trap somewhere in the boss room. He wasn’t so good at hiding a hypnosis spell put onto his best friend in front of his very observant mother when there was no way to calculate probability and no fail-safe against a low deception roll.

“Uh, we made a bet and I dared him to stay quiet for… an hour. You… wouldn’t believe he’s actually doing it.”

Robin raised her brows but seemingly decided to go along with the ruse. “Right. Sure. Well, you boys have fun… in silence for an hour, I suppose. Don’t have too much fun. Demetrius, Maru and I are headed out. Feel free to make fun of me for believing you once we’ve left but I will hear if you start laughing before we’ve left.”

Sebastian was thrown off. “What? Why are you going out?”

Robin stood away from the door. Sebastian stared at her hand as it rested on the doorknob. “That new farmer- you know that friendly city guy who also gives the impression of a weirdo from the forest? He invited the three of us over to taste his mayonnaise tonight so we’re being good new neighbours about it. Not sure when we’ll be back but Marnie said we could crash at the ranch if it spills over too late.”

“Huh?”

Robin stepped half-way out of the room. Sebastian’s dick twitched under the pillow as she finally made motions to leave. Upstairs Maru and Demetrius both laughed at something and the front door opened with the distinctive sound of summer night bugs beyond. Sam remained silent. “I’m not sure if the farmer knows you live here yet but I didn’t think you’d be interested in a ‘mayo taster night’ so I didn’t ask to invite you. Also Sam’s over and I know you like your ‘guy time’. Is that okay with you two?”

“Yes!” Sebastian replied a little too enthusiastically and Robin gave him a look. She told him off for being unsociable despite the lack of invitation being her idea , then gave a joking farewell to a still-silent Sam and closed the basement door behind her.

Only when her footsteps has ascended the top of the stairs did Sebastian let out a breath, only when she closed and locked the front door behind her did he let the pillow drop to the floor, and only when another minute had passed did he muster the courage to look Sam in the eye. He hadn’t been commanded to look at Sebastian and continued to stare ahead to just off-centre from where Robin had been standing.

“Rainbow shell, what is the phrase to end the hypnosis?”

Sam flinched as if beyond the command he was hesitant to comply. However, he relented and his lips moved open and closed. No sound came out.

“Oh. Sam, you can speak now. Wait… uh.”

He made the command to restore Sam’s speech and asked the question again, this time not noticing any hesitation from beyond the hypnosis. Sebastian replied with the secret ‘void egg’ phrase and watched Sam’s face break from utter blankness to something far closer to shock. He watched Sam’s head slowly turn in his direction and expected an anger he hadn’t seen in his best friend in a very, very long time.

It didn’t come.

“Whoa…” Sam spoke with a flicker of excitement. Then his eyes began to drift downward and settled on Sebastian’s upward dick jutting out between them and his face twisted into something much more excitable. “ Whoa… ”

“Sam, I-”

Sam pounced on him and held his shoulders tightly with their faces barely held apart. His expression didn’t reflect the rough force he’d anticipated.

“No way are you apologising for that, dude. That was fucking wicked! I loved all of that- there was no way I wasn’t going to go along with that. Do it again!”

Sebastian shoved Sam off him and tried to duck for the pillow to cover himself, but instead scrambled to pull up his pyjama bottoms when Sam kicked the pillow across the room with an exaggerated ‘yah! ’, knocking over the dark mage and warrior figurines from their Solarian board. Sam grabbed his hands before he could finish hiding himself any further. A snap of rage broke free from Sebastian as he interpreted what Sam had said.

“Wait. So you weren’t hypnotised?! Why the fuck would you pretend to do all that?!”

Sam’s confusion threw his anger back into fear. “No, I was! It worked ! But I was aware the whole time. I could have stopped the control any time I wanted but…” Sam looked away with a kind of blush Sebastian had never seen on him before. He’d never been in this situation with Sam before. “But I didn’t want to stop. I… liked submitting to you. I chose to let you take control.”

Sebastian was at a loss for words.

“Put me under again and ask me to prove it.”

Sebastian already saw the loophole. “There’s no point in that. It’s not even hypnosis if I make you do what you asked me to make you do. We would be better off just role-playing it if hypnosis actually turns you on. If I don’t need to force it… I- I don’t want to force you to do anything, Sam.”

Sam let go of his hands and looked away. “You get so strung up on technicalities. Can’t you just- I dunno- let go and do whatever you want? It’s so much better if you don’t think everything through to the point you’ve already lived what you’re experiencing for the first time. I know I want this to be a good first time…”

Sebastian stared open-jawed at him. Sam blinked before turning back and responding, answering Sebastian’s original issue. He knew Sebastian wouldn’t move on without it, and a little weight grew slightly heavier in his chest knowing he was doing something… wrong.

“I don’t think it works like ‘force’ … I wouldn’t let it, honestly. It’s like I’m still playing my favourite game… but I gave the controller to you. I can just switch off the screen if I think you’re as shit at sex as you are combat in fighting games...”

“Hey now.”

“Listen. You know me. Maybe too well, actually. I would only suck your dick if I knew for certain you wanted it, right? And…?”

The silence was deafening. “Was that really the only time I would actually admit that I want you to suck me off? I didn’t actually think… I won’t… You… Ugh. You played me, dude. Now I’m just embarrassed .”

Sam shrugged. He was unusually calm about everything, but the kindness in his eyes told that he knew the two of them were still straddling on the invisible line that until now they had not once crossed. Sam took a second step beyond this time.

“You don’t have to be. What is there to be scared of, unless it’s you who should be running around flapping like a chicken? Cluck cluck, bitch, I won’t forget that. I know you care about me, so I want you to use the farmer’s spell and try out all the little fantasises you want to have without worrying what I think. I want to see you in action, dude, finally . We can talk about it later, and I promise I’ll break the spell if I don’t like anything you get me to do or want out, but you’re driving the ship.”

Sebastian opened his mouth to speak but Sam tutted him to stop.

“Wait, stop. I want the next words that come out of your mouth to be ‘rainbow shell’ and a command to get the hell on with making sexy times happen while we have this place to ourselves. So, what do you say?”

Sebastian made up his mind and judging by the continued erection between his legs and loud pulse in his ears his body had made it’s mind up much sooner than his brain. Sam was likewise not surprised when the words came out of his mouth as smooth as butter.

“Rainbow shell,” Sebastian watched in awe as Sam’s face melted into blankness and his eyes lit up brightly. “I want you to follow that promise you made. Then, you’re mine .”

Sam nodded obediently. This was just the beginning of one of the best nights of their lives.

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Out of all the things he had expected to see that evening a striptease from his best friend was one of the feats he had thought to be point-blank impossible. Although he had quietly considered that getting together with Sam was an eventual inevitability, the odds of it going down with the help of a farmer’s hypnosis spell and Sam following his every command landed squarely at the rock-bottom of his list of probabilities.

He’d run out of ways to worry and took Sam’s request into force.

Sam slowly danced next to Sebastian’s bed with his bare chest exposed and lean body grooving to a funky beat playing on his phone. If the upward dick jutting out of his pyjama bottoms was not evidence enough, Sebastian was enthralled and took in every part of his best friend’s submission. He nodded along to the beat and watched his friend’s slick performance with a fine eye. Sam had swiftly discarded his shirt to the floor and pulled his tee over his head with such finesse that Sebastian had briefly wondered which out of the two of them was really in control. His voice whispering for Sam to pull down the zipper of his fly was heeded with the same enthusiasm of his previous commands and Sebastian was reminded yet again that this power was one granted entirely to him.

‘I want you to use the farmer’s spell and try out all the little fantasises you want to have without worrying what I think. I want to see you in action, dude, finally’

Sebastian had accepted the taste he was given and with Sam fully under his control he had to follow through and make the most of every single command.

“Rainbow shell, drop them to the floor.”

With a showman’s flourish Sam let the waist of his shorts fall from his hands. He’d asked for a seductive strip and Sam was giving it to him by the exact definition and exactly to his tastes. A normal Sam wasn’t known for foreplay and wanted in on the action as soon as he could get involved, but with Sebastian in control he relinquished himself to a more slutty practice and performed with the experience his midnight stories had always invoked.

“Fuck , Sam… You’re so hot…”

Watching Sam roll his hips and flaunt the bulge tenting inside his tight boxers sent prickles over Sebastian’s skin. He absently fondled his dick and felt up and down it’s length as he watched Sam get lost in the music. In his mind he finnicked over what Sam was doing to and for him- a normal Sebastian would never have had the confidence to ask for the fantasies he designed and Sam’s stated experience was intimidating compared to his own relative casualness. The Sebastian he found himself becoming was given a man to break those boundaries and instead of holding back when sensing that Sam was watching him from behind the blank face and bright, hypnotic eyes, Sebastian felt bolstered in the knowledge that everything he could ask for was something Sam was asking for too, if not more so.

“Rainbow shell…” Sam’s gaze was languid with lust as he paused upon command. “Strip me.”

Sebastian gasped as Sam stepped between his legs and pulled him to his feet. Gentle hands pressed against his hips and worked their way up his torso following the grooves of his thin body melting under the touch. Sam’s thumbs had hooked under the band tee he wore to bed and dragged it up his chest as his hands felt up his back and cradled his collarbone. He and Sam shared an intense look when Sam came up against an obstacle contradicting his commend, and as the man stayed frozen in place in front of him Sebastian almost didn’t want to break the moment of sweet, sweet connection. He could lean forward and kiss Sam whenever he wanted, with his best friend’s arms already wrapped around him in an almost-embrace.

Sebastian raised his arms and his vision was briefly covered by black fabric and a shiver of anticipation. His tee was pulled free from his arms and it fell to the floor at his feet. Sam followed it down and before either of them could properly prepare for it Sebastian’s pyjama bottoms had been slid over his ass and dropped to the floor. He stepped out of the legs and felt suddenly very aware that he was naked- more naked than Sam and more naked than Sam had ever seen him.

He was so turned on he wasn’t sure if his dick could stick out any harder.

“Fuck… Rainbow shell, please let me touch you.”

Sam stood limply in front of him with the flickers in his eyes inviting him in further. Sebastian flinched when his dick poked up against Sam’s boxers and squished against the trapped length inside, but instead of pulling back he let himself continue inward on a whim. The illicit contact he made with his best friend’s dick pressed against his own was electric and when he held his hands against Sam’s chest he savoured the slight gasp from him that even hypnosis could not deter.

Compared to himself, Sam was the fitter of the two of them. Compared to Alex , Sam and he were not particularly muscular at all. But as he let his hands roam and his eyes wander Sebastian realised he was rather fond of his friend’s lean body. Scuffs and grazes scattered over his arms and legs from skateboarding accidents and a slight scruff of hair had nestled over his chest, the blond hairs almost invisible against the subtle, even tan on his skin. He had cute freckles on his shoulders and even with his hair tousled and unkempt after taking off his tee Sebastian had to admit that he was attracted to his ridiculous anime cut. His signature cologne always smelled of something woodsy, almost fruity, and the pink blush that formed across his breast and cheeks reminded Sebastian that no matter how loud and exaggerated Sam became he was a kind, sweet and tender man at heart and there was nothing more he ever needed to be.

Sam was every bit as Sam as he could be.

Sam’s smile had always been the part of him people loved the most and Sebastian was no exception, so as he watched Sam’s subtle natural reactions to his touch he found himself drawn to his lips. As the taller of the two Sebastian had to lean down to see perfectly eye to eye, and the moment he caught the blaze burning behind the hypnosis’ brightness he could no longer put off the inevitable.

Their lips touched once, then twice, a third time, and fourth, before Sebastian made the command.

“Rainbow shell. I want you to kiss me the way you want to be kissed by me.”

Sebastian gave up a slight amount of control and it was immediately felt. He was thrust backwards onto the bed as Sam pounced on him and pinned him to the covers. The fantasy Sam had wanted for himself stole away the control Sebastian had commanded over the situation but the humbled submission he felt was broken apart by a captive lust inside him.

Sam hanged over him on the bed and his stupid hair dangled either side of his face, hiding the brief view of his face in sexy shadow. Sebastian’s wrists were held above his head as Sam descended. Their bodies met with an electric touch before Sam finally leaned his head towards him and took his lips inside his own.

“Sam…”

Touching lips with Sam before had been an exciting prelude, but with his best friend in action it did not compare. Sam made Sebastian surrender before he had any chance to resist, and if he knew what Sam was capable of he would not have put up any fight at all. Their lips danced together and Sam’s tongue was inside his mouth at every opportunity. Sebastian didn’t have room in his brain to contemplate the hand that held his wrists hostage, or the second hand behind his head keeping him from squirrelling away. He felt the electric buzz of Sam’s body moving against him and the startling pleasure of his confined dick grinding against him. The bed springs groaning beneath him almost drowned out the little noises that escaped from his throat and both sounds were outmatched by the groans made by Sam.

“Fuck…”

Sam let go of his wrists and within an instant Sebastian was upon him. He held onto Sam’s back and rolled them both over so he was on top. His breath was stolen away by the sudden realisation that he didn’t know what to do, but returned within an instant as Sam continued on with his command. A pair of legs wrapped around Sebastian’s waist to hold him down and Sam kept on grinding their dicks together as the kiss grew. Even from below Sam was on top and Sebastian felt almost as captivated as Sam under the spell as he was pulled into kiss after kiss.

He felt his chest throb knowing that, as the command requested, he was living the fantasy Sam had wanted for himself. He was a little touched that Sam thought of him as so strong, and felt a little bittersweet that he would never have known if not for this hypnotic assistance. With another command Sebastian halted the kiss and watched as Sam caught his breath again, the soft splash of warmth across his breast turning pink as they both paused. Now stranded beneath him, Sam’s chest rose and fell against his own and his pumping heart thumped skin-to-skin in proof of his excitement.

“Rainbow shell, answer every question I ask you until your next command. And be honest. Understood?”

Sam nodded in affirmation as Sebastian pulled back and knelt on the bed next to him. Sebastian noted that Sam was unable to move anything other than his eyes and his attention was drawn exclusively to him. Gentle fingers trailing down Sam’s rising and falling chest were ignored as the hypnosis drew Sam in to the lips that would utter his next command. No voice made jokes about how strange it was to be felt this way and no counter-attack was made when Sebastian rested his palm on Sam’s bulge.

“How long have you been waiting?”

Sebastian didn’t need to clarify. He fondled the bulge beneath his touch and felt the stretching fabric of Sam’s boxers twitch as he was answered.

“A long time. I don’t know how long. I realised when I told you I sucked off Alex for the first time.”

Sebastian snuffed a laugh before it came. Sam didn’t yell at him for smirking and it felt wrong to play by their usual rules. He reached under Sam’s waistband and snapped the elastic against his friend’s skin.

“How did you realise?”

Sam winced, but chose to comply. “You frowned. We usually both talked horny about Alex being a hunk and I wondered why you were annoyed I’d made a move. I was going to tell you to fuck off and finally let me suck you, but hadn’t realised I was waiting for that until then.”

Sebastian pulled Sam’s boxers over his dick and kept going until they were past his knees, then finally over his feet. He felt hypnotised by the sight before him, put under a different kind of spell. He’d seen Sam’s dick many times- almost more than any best friend should- but never come so close.

“How much do you like me watching you jerk off from our rules?”

“I agreed to the rule because I knew you would try to watch. I don’t care what is on the screen- most of why I cum is because I know you’re looking.”

Sam gasped when Sebastian grabbed his dick. It felt different to his own and the rigid length had a warmth that was intoxicating. He stroked a hand up and down Sam’s cock and was rendered silent by the curiosity of handling his best friend’s prize. Sam shuddered in pleasure.

“How does this feel?”

The reply came with a cracked voice. “Fucking fantastic.”

“Do you want me to keep going?”

“Yes!”

Sebastian reached over to his nightstand and took out a small bottle of lube. A few drips into his palm were enough for what he had in mind, although when placing it back down atop the bedside table he dragged it over Sam’s bright vision so his friend would have no doubts that he had further plans for the night ahead.

His hand was slick as it stroked up and down Sam’s length. Short gasps whispered from between Sam’s lips as his body reacted.

“Do you jerk off to me?”

Sam whined slightly as the tip of his dick slid between Sebastian’s fingers and into the hole made by his fist.

“Yes. I fantasised about you before you let me watch porn here.”

“What was your first fantasy about me?”

Surprisingly, Sam did not twitch. He told the story unrestrained by himself beneath the spell.

“It started with a kiss, then we stripped and got into my bed. You told me to suck your dick and pushed me down. Then, when you came you kissed me again and I knew I wanted you to taste yourself on me. You did, and punished me by spreading my legs and fucking me raw on top of my own bedsheets.”

“We can do that. But I’m interested in hearing something else. Can you tell me your kinkiest fantasy involving me?”

Sebastian smirked at the instant blush on Sam’s cheeks. He tried answering through a series of shivering groans and could only reply when Sebastian lowered his strokes to the base of his dick. Both knew he was getting close but Sebastian wasn’t ready to stop just yet. Sam’s dick twitched and leaked a single bead of cum from the tip.

“It started with a Solarian Chronicles game we played,” Sam breathed out steadily as he began. The admission came at a surprise to Sebastian and he hacked out a laugh, but kept it short when Sam continued talking over his interruption. “Your dark mage turned traitor on my warrior and put me under a spell. The scenario we actually played ended because I’d lost but I wanted it to go further…”

“Holy shit…” Sebastian remembered the game Sam’s fantasy had originated. In truth he’d not continued the scenario because he’d worried he had gone too far after the failed boss fight and he hadn’t realised it had grown into something far beyond the game after they had called it a night. He remembered the warrior character Sam had played and the joke outfit he had given the characters- both had worn the skimpiest outfits the handbook had on offer.

Sebastian wished he hadn’t made that night into such a throwaway gag. He wished he’d gone through with the rest of the dark mage’s ulterior motives.

While Sebastian had zoned out Sam had kept talking. He played catch-up and continued his rhythmic strokes up and down, up and down…

“Hahhh … we roleplay that my warrior has to do everything your dark mage tells me to. You strip off all my armour and… gahhh… tie me to your bed. I suck you off and then you fuck me, and then Alex comes and does the same. Ahhh.. You fuck both of us… nghhh… while we kiss, then you fuck him while I suck his dick… I always cum before I get further. I… hnnn… want to give it a happy ending.”

Sebastian didn’t know how to reply. He hadn’t put much thought into what Sam might have fantasised about but it wasn’t what he had heard. The Solarian Chronicles had got lost somewhere in the mix but Sebastian caught the similarities to their current situation. Sam was living a little bit of his fantasy already and Sebastian liked where it was destined to go.

“Have you ever been tied up by someone before?”

Sam’s cock twitched. “No. I asked the farmer but he couldn’t find his gear.”

“Okay... Do you always prefer to be the bottom in sex?”

Sam groaned out the words. “No. Alex and I go both ways. I top whenever I feel like it, depending who I’m with. Some city guys travel all the way here just to get dicked down.”

Sebastian felt his own dick twitch. “Last question. Would you prefer to fuck or get fucked by me?”

Sam couldn’t hold back a whimper of desperation.

“I only want to be fucked by you.”

As if triggering a switch Sam’s whole body shuddered and his dick pulsed in Sebastian’s hand. Sebastian was mesmerised as Sam breached the critical point of no return and a built-up pressure between his fingers was released. Cum shot out from his dick and splattered over his chest and Sebastian watched in awe as spurt after spurt blasted out from the dick inside his hand.

Sebastian had heard Sam cum before, even watched from beneath the covers during their post-midnight sleep-first bribery-deals, but he hadn’t heard what Sam sounded like entirely unrestrained. There had always been a bit of risk, a slight danger, a little bit of secrecy to Sam jerking off at the basement computer but here, alone as two, there was nothing to be held back by. The drawn out mewls of his pleasure elicited a sound born of a completely abandoned hesitation, and as Sam let out every part of himself in sound Sebastian was enraptured.

The final pump of cum was accompanied by Sam slumping backwards into the bedsheets and even his dick lacked the strength to do more than let the final drops run over and around Sebastian’s fingers. As Sam awaited his next order an idea sprang to Sebastian’s mind.

With as much restraint as he could manage Sebastian ran his fingers through the cum splashed over Sam’s body. His chest and torso glistened with a faint sweat of exertion and Sebastian gathered up almost all the gleaming, white cum from across it. As Sam watched on he brought his fingers to his lips and began to lick what he could. Both of their dicks twitched in unison.

“Damn…”

The taste wasn’t quite what Sebastian was expecting. He had only brief experiences with other men and he couldn’t say he had tried his own cum more than a few times, but nevertheless the taste upon his tongue was not the one he had been tentative of. Sam’s fondness for cactus fruit had paid off, or so his ‘experienced’ ramblings about drinkinf cactus juice, pineapple and Joja Cola to sweeten his loads had suggested on the matter. Sebastian smirked as Sam’s green eyes widened and his mouth became slightly ajar.

“Rainbow shell, sit against the headboard.”

Sam moved at once, silent but watching with an anticipated shiver. His back pressed against the head of the bed with such force the bed shook. Sebastian placed his knees either side of his friend’s legs and shuffled closer, ever closer, until their bodies were so close to almost touch again, then leaned in closer still until their lips touched for just a moment.

Sebastian hovered there, catching Sam’s sight when his friend’s eyes could no longer see his mouth in proximity. The bright, hypnotised light was alluring but the striking green beneath was a treasure.

“I want you to have this.”

He savoured the flicker of surprise on Sam’s face when their mouths finally connected and Sam tasted himself on Sebastian’s tongue. He had made sure not to swallow it all at once. As per Sam’s fantasy, although mirrored in step, Sebastian was glad to make his friend taste himself. As per the dick that rose and poked Sebastian in the stomach he had guessed right that the fantasy was also heavily reciprocated in perspective.

Sam lulled his head backwards when Sebastian pulled away and Sebastian took the opportunity to smile- to really smile. He loved what Sam was doing for him and he loved what he was being allowed to do. His thoughts stopped before he considered what else he loved, and he steadied himself just when he noticed Sam shake his head slowly side to side. Both of them blinked at each other.

“Sam? Hey-”

He was about to issue the closing command when Sam broke out of the spell by himself. His expression shifted and the brightness over his eyes blinked out and suddenly Sebastian found himself back in front of the friend he knew. Suddenly he felt very exposed, but his foremost thoughts were on his friend. Sam stretched out his arms and stopped Sebastian from talking with look both of them knew.

“Shh, don’t talk, don’t worry. I just need a moment. Fuck, dude , that was awesome… You better not stop there!”

Sebastian felt less disconcerted by the sudden shift than he expected he might, although embarrassment crept into a blush and he shuffled backwards off Sam’s body to give them both some space. He fought the urge to cover his dick with the pillow and wondered how Sam could be so in control of himself after what just happened.

“You pulled yourself out okay?” Sebastian offered Sam a tissue from his nightstand and it was taken with a nod.

“It’s not hard, apparently. Sorry for breaking the immersion for this.”

Sebastian felt a spike of shame he couldn’t knock. “Immersion ? I should have known to let you have some time, I- ugh. I was just about to get you to suck me off- I didn’t even think…”

Sam kicked him straight against his chest. He was so surprised that he forgot to be winded and was stunned to silence instead. Sam laughed at him.

“You made me promise, remember. You ‘coded’ me well. And you better make me suck you off after getting me to eat my own jizz, dude. You better do more than that, actually.”

Sebastian loved how comfortable he was around Sam. He loved how he could be naked and he loved how he could be honest. There was nobody else he would love more. Probably.

“We don’t have to put you under the farmer’s spell for this. We’ve gone this far, and you’re here .”

Sam’s smile was infectious. “But this warrior isn’t going to get dicked down by the evil dark mage betrayer any other way…”

“What the fuck , Sam…”

“Come on! I did tell you what I want, bro. You could at least pretend you weren’t listening so hard thinking up all the ways you could fuck me like the fantasy!”

Sebastian held up a hand and Sam let out a guffaw. They exchanged a covert smirk and both giggled at their exchange. The whole night was a joke, but a joke they were willing to see through to the end. Neither side ready to back out after how far they had come. Sebastian wanted to see this warrior through to the end of his journey at last- to give Sam that happy ending he wanted.

“Hey, Sam, are you really okay? Can I do something for you? Did I do-”

Sam read his mind and cut him off. He lay back against the headboard where he had been left with his arms stretched out across the top and his slick, cum-coated chest on full display. “I just wanted a rest to catch my breath, nothing more. Everyone always think that when people say that their sex lasts for hours that they spend the whole time fucking. I want to tell you that stopping to speak to you is sometimes just as sexy as getting nailed to the bed. Always has been, even before tonight, dude. I refuse to stop you from putting me under, but I love these moments with you.”

Again, Sebastian was stunned.

Sam chuckled. “I’m ready when you are, unless you need a break now too haha!”

Sebastian got caught in the chuckle too and found himself drifting towards his best friend. Somehow he was prepared when Sam leaned in to wrap his arms around him and somehow he knew exactly how to sink into the warm embrace offered to him. Somehow he knew that he was completely, utterly doomed. He knew he was thirsty.

“Sam.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m going for a drink. Want one?”

Sam fell back from the hug and accepted the offer. It almost felt surreal as Sebastian left the room and ascended to the hallway above his bedroom. The warm summer air was different to the heat that had bloomed in the basement, and as he grabbed some cold water from the fridge he welcomed the clarity the moment of cold brought him.

He splashed some water over his face at the sink and felt cool rivulets from the splash a trail down his body, suddenly aware that he had left his room completely naked. He felt unusually calm, however, and chuckled to himself before completing his assignment. He made sure to remember to lock his bedroom door before setting off. They had gone far enough to warrant emergency privacy measures.

As he entered the room he heard a sharp ‘thump’ of something bottle-like being put away, followed by Sam’s arms very swiftly returning to rest on the headboard of his bed. He said nothing about Sam’s legs trying to close discreetly, and also nothing about the sheen of liquid coating his index and middle fingers. All he did was squint his eyes in mock suspicion as Sam whistled to himself pretending he hadn’t been caught. He tactfully did not look at the bottle of lube laying askew on his bedside table.

“Wow…”

“Don’t you say anything, mister. Actually, you’re welcome.”

Sebastian sat next to Sam on the bed and knocked back the single glass of chilled water he’d brought down. After a refreshing gulp or three he handed the glass over and the two of them passed it between themselves in the dim light. Sebastian hadn’t thought much of sharing the glass until both of them began waiting on the other for a turn and poking each other for hogging the water. Sharing was a habit they had picked up from a period where there was only room on Sebastian’s desk for one drink- usually taken up by the can of Joja that Sam stole from his work. Now the necessity had been removed Sebastian wondered if it had always felt this intimate swapping an indirect kiss.

“You think too much,” Sam interrupted his thoughts. “You better not start daydreaming about childhood memories or nostalgic shit while you’re fucking me stupid, dude. Don’t kill the mood. I want the full-on Sebastian dick-marathon experience!”

Sebastian took a final gulp of water. “Shut it, asshole. You love me for it.”

“You bet I do,” Sam answered before either of them realised what either of them had said. Where Sebastian thought both of them might have back-peddled the admission he found nothing stirring- and before he could finish the contemplation Sam was waving his thoughts away.

Sam jabbed at him. “What did I just say, thinker-boy?”

Sebastian reckoned both of the things Sam had told him were worthy of thinking about but he took the hint. “Got it. Are you ready?”

“Get the hell on with it already!”

“Sam!”

“Of course I’m ready. I’ve been ready all damn night! Get that dick in one or more of my holes before next week comes and I’m still lubing myself up ready for you to get on with it, dammit!”

Sebastian flipped Sam off and both of them kept pretending to be pissed off before spiralling into snickers. They both got back into the positions they had left off at before sharing a silent nod and letting the night return to how it was.

“Rainbow shell,” Sebastian spoke the magic words this time with no doubts. “Open your mouth and take my dick.”

Chapter Text

After much configuration and commands to change position Sebastian found the perfect angle to get his dick sucked. Initially Sam had been the one to lead as he bobbed his head up and down Sebastian’s shaft, but ever so slowly command exchanged hands and the more orders he issued the more confident Sebastian felt in taking control. He was being allowed as much and was making use of the power.

Sebastian lay at the top of his bed with his legs spread and Sam on his hands and knees between them. He had a handful of Sam’s hair inside his hand and took the chance to guide Sam down onto his dick, shivering with almost every motion his best friend made along his length. Sebastian felt every moan that rumbled from inside Sam’s throat and more than a few times had to disengage to preserve the gradually waning stamina he still had left.

On one such occurrence Sebastian lifted Sam upwards just in time to avoid shooting his load and caught a fragment of disappointment beneath the trance of hypnosis that divided them.

“Don’t complain, Sammy. It’s either this or I don’t fuck you and you know which one you want more…”

Still unable to talk back, Sam did not respond. The brightness in his eyes yearned for his next command and Sebastian stole the chance to lean forward and peck Sam on the lips. He felt the slick remains of spit coating his friend’s lips and tasted the precum that lingered on the tip of his dick and held the kiss for a moment longer than he had intended while he savoured the heat it brought him. As soon as his dick no longer felt like it was swelling to completion Sebastian had Sam back down to suck him off and was lost to his own pleasure once again.

Even in hypnosis Sam’s experience was evident. From the last- and also first- time Sam had sucked his cock it was clear that he knew what he was doing and what would work, but as Sebastian switched the roles so he was in charge he was yet again reminded that Sam still had his surprises. It seemed that no matter the situation Sam had something up his sleeve- and as naked and vulnerable and sleeve-less as Sam was it was impressive that his sheer skill was enough to do the job.

“Damn… your… face …”

Sebastian loved the motion of his harm raising and pulling Sam up and down. It was almost like jerking off but more intimate, and the receptive sounds Sam made with his subtle groans and hoarse whimpers were far more sexy than whatever Sebastian could have made do with his hand. He took short breaks between each series of strokes and although he knew Sam would mock him for taking things too seriously he was cautious for his own sake as much as Sam’s.

“Fuck… Sam…”

When he knew he could no longer last the intensity of the blowjob Sebastian pulled Sam up for the last time. He shivered at the string of saliva that connected them and let his hand drop from Sam’s head. A few fronds of Sam’s hair fell over his gleaming eyes and clung to his forehead, which Sebastian reached over to brush aside with a blush he couldn’t hide. In the summer heat both of them were sweating and the fingers that stroked over Sam’s brow burned at the touch. A bead of sweat collected on the tip of his index finger and in a moment of impulse Sebastian pressed it against Sam’s lips- then watched as Sam slowly opened his mouth and licked around his finger like a particularly delicious ice-cream straight from Alex’s stand.

The command had been silent, not needed to be spoken aloud to be heard. That, or Sebastian’s intentions transcended hypnosis and resonated with Sam perfectly. Both aroused Sebastian immensely.

“Damn…”

Sam released him the moment his tongue had worked it’s way around his finger and Sebastian was left wondering what to do next. A solution came fast.

“Rainbow shell. Turn around and lean downwards, legs apart.”

With perfect accuracy Sam followed the command to completion. He remained on his hands and knees, spun a full one-eighty around, but bent over to rest his head atop the covers. Scooting himself forwards, Sebastian got his first good look at Sam’s ass. It was the prize he had never thought would belong to him, no matter the odds of getting together wit his best friend and no matter the persuasion Sam had tried to egg him on with.

“You really did prepare, huh?”

Sebastian could see instantly the preparation Sam had done while he was upstairs. His hole had been opened for just this occasion and the shine of lube was as much of an invitation as any other. However, as the one in control, Sebastian did not want to deprive himself of what he had set out to do. He leaned in and did everything he wanted, pausing only for a moment to command Sam to moan with his usual responses.

“Huuahhh… Auuaagh … Seb… Nnnngh…”

Given how vocal Sam was on a regular basis it suddenly became very clear that Sam had been held back this entire time. His voice filled the room with every probe of Sebastian’s tongue and the more he opened his already opened friend up the stranger it felt to have not heard his best friend’s responses in full for the entire time leading up to the penultimate act.

“Rainbow shell, hold position.”

Sebastian could feel Sam struggle to keep from splaying out the longer he kept going and the restraint tickled the impulses of his friend incredibly.

“What’s a happy ending without a little twist here and there?”

While he continued to open Sam up with his tongue Sebastian reached around and grabbed the dick dangling just inches from his face. Sam squeaked and whined as his cock was pulled backwards, lubed up with spit, then enclosed in Sebastian’s fist. The squeak was raised to a whimper when Sebastian began his slow, teasing movements up and down the shaft, jerking Sam off just enough to keep him on edge.

The dark mage had no intention on letting the warrior off easily. As Sebastian continued on, he considered how much he was also being put under the spell.

Both of them felt the air change around them when Sebastian pulled back, dropping Sam’s dick as he did so. With his hand still slick from Sam’s cock he jerked his own dick back and forth and felt his body tingle with excitement the closer to brought it to Sam’s ass. With an extra slip of lube Sebastian shimmied closer and closer and closer and closer until his dick touched against Sam’s hole. Both of them froze, and the longer Sebastian held back the more tense he felt Sam become underneath him.

“Rainbow shell,” Sebastian watched as Sam began to shake in anticipation. His body couldn’t take the restraint. “Turn around. Get on your back.”

Sam flipped himself over in record speed and clenched the covers beneath him with a vice-like grip. He bit his lips and bared his teeth as Sebastian still did not enter inside him and the longer he was made to wait the more agitation seeped through the hypnosis’ control.

“Don’t worry.” Sebastian leaned down and whispered in Sam’s ear. “I realised something. I just wanted to watch your face as I fuck you.”

Sam’s tension dropped. Sebastian met his elation with a thrust that placed him firmly inside his best friend’s ass. Both of them cried out loudly as pleasure struck through their bodies and took them both by surprise.

“Sam…” Sebastian almost collapsed as pleasure overtook him, in turn causing him to drop further inside his friend as his concentration slipped. His dick had a mind of it’s own and pushed far inside Sam’s hole, slipping directly to the base of his dick in one staggered motion. “ Sam…! ”

Sam splayed out over the bed in a flurry of moans. The light in his eyes had overcome him and he looked entirely lost to the sensations brought upon his body. He was not surprised when the arms anchored either side of his torso fell away and Sebastian landed atop him, shipwrecked , dick planted to the base deep inside his hull. Nothing else seemed to matter.

“Fuck, damn, shit. I- you feel so good…”

Sebastian struggled to speak as he nestled his head against Sam’s neck. His sudden onslaught of pleasure made him vulnerable and almost unable to control himself, but yet his hips began to move on their own and before he could realise it for himself he was fucking his best friend in earnest. When he did realise the situation thrust upon himself he no longer had the power to stop. It was too good.

With each thrust he saw Sam’s face react- his eyes scrunch up and release, his cheeks flush, his lips whimper with each sharp breath. Sam’s hair lay out in a fan around his head and his limbs were stretched out around him- it almost looked like he was being blown away by lust. Beneath the hypnosis Sam was watching him too. Besides the literal, Sebastian had never felt more connected. It was exactly what he had been longing for. It was real, it was spontaneous, it was…

“Rainbow… shell,” Sebastian picked himself back up, balancing himself first on his elbows before holding his now-fucking body above Sam by his hands. His friend looked even more breathtaking from above. “Rock your hips… back into my thrusts. Let’s… feel this…”

It was a command he almost didn’t want to make. He knew it would be the end of him when Sam unleashed his secret sex powers but the temptation was too dire to resist. If he could make Sam do anything he wanted, Sebastian wanted them both to feel absolute bliss with the time left they both had. He worried that at even his own rate he would not last long.

The result was as expected, although amplified. Sam’s voice broke through his throat as he backed his ass into each of Sebastian’s thrusts. His words boomed throughout the room and his familiar loudness was proven as every part of himself as Sam ever could be.

“Fuck me!” Sam cried out madly. “Sebby! Fuck my ass!”

Sebastian felt himself spiral out of control. He tried to keep himself restrained and responsible for Sam, who gave himself up to be directed, and he tried not to go overboard- he didn’t want to mistakenly hurt his friend. But upon hearing Sam bellow out for more- hearing a voice so loud he would usually have expected someone to run down the basement stairs to tell them to quieten down- Sebastian felt swept away in letting the uncontrollable remain out of control.

Sebastian took Sam’s word and fucked his ass.

He gave it everything he had.

He gave Sam the best he could do.

He fucked his best friend as hard as either of them had ever wanted.

Listening to Sam’s response spurred Sebastian on. Every yell broke apart the restraining walls holding him down and soon his own voice was unleashed. He didn’t want to be quiet, he didn’t want to bribe Sam’s silence with a promise of porn and jerking off. He didn’t want to hide under the covers and listen to his friend cumming into his hand.

He wanted to be a part of everything. He wanted more of this. He wanted Sam .

“Rainbow shell. Ride me! Quick!”

Sam jumped up from the bed and flung Sebastian down in his place. His hypnotic eyes followed the command and in turn demanded Sebastian’s cooperation, which was given as freely as what came next. Sam straddled Sebastian’s waist and navigated down over is dick. There was no hesitation as Sebastian entered inside him and was pushed immediately to the limit.

“Haaaa!”

As Sam hefted himself up and down Sebastian’s dick his legs shook with the effort. Exertion bloomed across his cheeks and the further he lifted himself up the length of cock the more desperate he seemed to throw himself down again and skewer himself to the base. Sebastian could barely hear his own groans over the elated moans ringing in his ears.

The more Sam struggled to keep pace the more Sebastian filled in the rhythm. He thrust himself upwards each time Sam descended and pulled away each time he began to rise- a wordless teamwork that worked between them. The slam of skin against skin slapped around the room creating cacophony.

“Sam… I’m close…”

Sebastian had no idea if Sam could hear him. He had no idea if Sam even cared. But Sebastian drowned his sight in the body of his best friend riding his cock and saw a flicker of lust flare in his eyes and knew exactly what Sam wanted. His friend’s dick twitched and a bead of cum flew in an arc to land on Sebastian’s panting chest. Sebastian knew what he wanted too.

“Rainbow shell, do not cum.”

The command came in a single breath and instantly Sebastian was taken out, his stamina rapidly waning. Sam winced as he was forced to hold back and his resulting whine almost sent Sebastian over the edge. Sebastian hammered himself inside Sam as the cusp of his pleasure was ridden and edged to the maximum. He gripped Sam’s legs and made them match as, slowly, he felt his dick reach the limit.

“Sam!”

Sebastian unloaded inside Sam with a shout. He held his friend down and felt pump after pump of hot cum blast inside his hole. Sam clenched around him as his own erection turned red to bursting point and Sebastian was entranced by the grimace on his face. His voice caught in his throat upon his next command and Sam searched for the lost words desperately even as his stretched hole was steadily filled beyond capacity. Sebastian shuddered when he realised Sam was milking him with his ass. He really was a sex warrior .

“Hnnngh… Sebby …”

“Rainbow shell,” Sam’s face lit up at his words. “You can cum!”

“Graaaaa!”

Like a switch flipped Sam’s cock erupted. His ass clamped down like a vice and when Sebastian winced at the pressure around his sensitive dick both of them collapsed down on the bed in a heap. Cum shot upwards like a fountain and landed in arcs over both of their deflated bodies, leaving long trails and splashes over their skin. Most landed on Sam’s stomach, reaching up his chest. Some more went astray and landed on Sebastian’s torso, the wildest splattering across his chin just within licking distance.

They lay exhausted together, lost in the summer heat. The deafening silence that came after their loud voices was beautiful.

Sebastian couldn’t keep anything else up. He wormed his way out from under his friend’s prone body and almost fell off the bed trying to avoid kicking Sam in the head on his way towards sitting upright. Yeah, he was done in.

“God damn , Sam. Void egg.”

Sam’s eyes lost their hypnotic brightness but another, radiant light took over in an instant. His face broke out into a stellar smirk as he came back to himself.

“Holy shit.”

“Yeah. Holy shit.”

Sam stretched out his arms and let out a huge growl of satisfaction. When he kicked out his legs to do the same again he almost clocked Sebastian in the jaw and was yanked by the ankle in retaliation. He was too exhausted to fight back and his chuckle betrayed how tired he was after the ride, yet his eyes stayed open to watch Sebastian watching him back in return. Sam was forced to break contact when he sat up and his hair flopped down over his eyes, his blond mess sticking to his forehead in sticky heat. He dragged his fingers up over his brow but kept his eyes closed in embarrassment when he and Sebastian both realised together that he’d successfully managed to load globs of his own cum across his entire face and into his hair in the process.

“Dumbass.”

“Shut it, dude.” Sam leaned forwards and let out a hearty sigh. His whole body was flushed with heat and sweat beaded on his skin. He looked fucking hot- also in the literal sense. When Sam opened his eyes again he was already looking at Sebastian with his usual playful grin. All of Sebastian’s potential worries evaporated. There were no qualms, no grudges, no loose strings to dredge up. His best friend remained his best friend and he recognised every part of him. It was as if their closeness was exactly why what they had done had worked itself out to host no barriers between them.

Sam rolled his eyes. “What did I say?”

Sebastian slapped away the accusing finger pointed towards him. “I’m not over-thinking.”

“Were too. I know you, dude.”

Sebastian huffed. “Cut it out. I was just… glad.”

“Oh yeah? Glad for what- tell me about it.”

Sam managed a laugh when Sebastian stuck out his tongue. “I’m glad we’re both freaks who actually wanted to do this. I don’t think anybody else would willingly do real hypnosis and come out not wanting revenge. I fucking love you, dude.”

“Oh, who says I don’t want to put you under our lil’ farmer boy’s spell? The things I could make you do as my bitch…”

Sebastian didn’t take the bait. He was already thinking ahead. “Come on, dude. Both of us need a shower so we don’t wake up in this mess and I’m not waiting for your thick ass to get moving. Do you want to go first?”

Sam clapped him on the ass when he stood up and straightened the covers where he had been sitting. “ Hell no , Sebby. We’re getting in there together. You can’t just fuck me and expect that I’m not gonna want to take my sweet time kissing you all over under the water.”

Sebastian bit his lip. He was struck by the implications of what would happen if his family came home while they were sharing the bathroom or caught them both naked together on the way there or back. During the ruckus, he also didn’t know if he had missed the telltale sign of the front door opening upstairs and if they already knew what they had done. In the instant all those thoughts came to him he already figured what Sam would say if he voiced any of them. He could practically see Sam’s answer already forming on his lips in preparation as his best friend waited for some response to his particularly overt flirtations, knowing Sebastian would usually bat them off with an expected, realistic dismissal.

Instead Sebastian did not over-think it. Or he tried not to, anyway. He took a breath and smiled, figuring out what he wanted and screwing his own restraints the way he’d screwed Sam’s ass. He followed his own desires.

“Yeah, alright.”

Sam seemed about as stunned as Sebastian felt by his own recklessness and both of them quickly got over themselves as fast as possible. They raced up the stairs and took as long a shower as they could while still tentatively aware that neither of them actually wanted to get caught naked by Sebastian’s family and the longer they spent kissing and jerking off and actually showering in the shower the more likely it was they would be discovered.

They shared the bed after returning to the bedroom, locked, and fell asleep together with a slightly reckless move of discarding the cum-soaked covers due to the summer heat. Sam inspired a little risk-taking that Sebastian, for all his meticulousness and rules, didn’t really have the fucks left to give to deny him. His fucks had all been worn out of him, it seemed.

Sebastian woke first the next morning and was surprised to find himself as the little spoon, snuggled up with Sam’s arms wrapped around his chest protectively and his friend’s ever-eager dick fit snugly between his legs. Sam’s snoring was partially deafening in his ears but there was a level of comfort to simply lying in his best friend’s arms that stirred his heart.

He liked it. He loved it. He was probably going to need earplugs if they did it again.

He reached for his phone when it chimed softly on the bedside table. It was buried beneath a sock (singular, belonging to Sam), their lube bottle (thrown quickly by Sam) and Sam’s own phone (the lock-screen showing Sam’s best triple kick-flip that spring), which Sebastian managed to set aside as carefully as he could without waking Sam up. The message he received was from his mother.

“Can hear Sam snoring like a buffalo so not coming in. Making lunch. Do you 2 want anything?”

Sebastian was relieved he wasn’t about to be discovered, but surprised that he also didn’t care that much. It seemed Sam was rubbing off on him, and by the gentle sway of sleeping Sam’s hips against his back it was… another literal thing.

“All good. We’ll get lunch when Sam’s up. Might go out.”

Robin’s reply was quick. Far too quick. “OK. Found bathroom light on when we got back this morning. You 2 didn’t stay up 2 late did you? Don’t want to hear Jodi complaining if Sam is up all night playing guitar bc he can’t sleep iykwim? Not my problem!!! What did you boys get up 2 after that ‘dare’?”

Sebastian lingered unreasonably long for the response he ended up with. How else could he describe the night before? “Not much.”

“LOL. Doubt that. Did Sam stay silent for the hour? Is he that good at ‘roleplay’?”

Robin ended her text with a winking emoji and Sebastian physically recoiled. He knew his mother wasn’t the most knowledgeable with text slang but surely she knew the innuendo her ‘wink’ was sending. He fumbled at what to say.

A hand reached over Sebastian’s eyes while another snatched his phone out of his hands. Sebastian almost leapt from the bed in shock but was held tight by Sam’s legs wrapping around him before he was pinned down under his best friend’s body. He watched on in terror as Sam thumbed a message to Robin with his phone just out of reach, hitting all the wrong keys and not correcting any of them.

“Sam!” Sebastian could not hold back a yell, despite it being stifled by the hand over his mouth. Sam just grinned maniacally before sending the message and dropping the phone into his scrambling hands. Sebastian wrestled free and scanned the message just as Robin began to reply, her ‘…’ of incoming text taunting him as he read what Sam had said.

“Nah he ass,. He hhas go do evrrythinh I say niww o’#”

Sam’s smug grin only barely stopped Sebastian’s jaw from hitting the floor.

Robin’s reply didn’t clear anything up. “Well as long as you boys are having fun. Don’t be too hard on him now.” Another winking emoji followed.

Sebastian showed Sam her reply before sending one last text. “He’ll get what’s coming for him”

Robin replied with a laughing emoji, nothing more, and Sam burst into laughter when Sebastian showed him the end of the exchange.

“That was bold, dude. Do you think she knows?”

“Bold!? You’re the one-”

Sam cut him off with a kiss. “If you wanted to stop me you knew the magic words. It’s not like you’d ever forget the opportunity, thinker-boy.”

Sebastian gulped. Sam wasn’t wrong. He saw Sam’s morning wood and realised how hard his dick was too. Sam kissed him again, longer, harder. He was feeling rather tempted to try out some more risk taking .

“You can still order me to stop, you know.” Sam leaned against him and prodded with his elbow. It was so like Sam to edge him out of his comfort zone and do something he might regret.

Sebastian knew the magic words and knew the gamble he and Sam were taking on Robin’s word that they wouldn’t be disturbed. He could stop it at any time. He would have to be the one to stop them. He should stop it now.

“Why would I do that?” Sebastian let his impulse do the talking. For now, for once.

Sam smirked and drew closer. “I think I’ll stay over more often from now on if this is the Sebastian I can get to come out and play. Bring it on, dude!”

Some noise from above their heads caused them both to look up and overlap with boring reality. Sam, straddled over Sebastian’s pinned-down body, was the first to hesitate.

“Uh, maybe we should tone it down a little though?”

Sebastian laughed at him louder than he ever had before before grappling Sam into his body. Even days later he still teased Sam for backing out after taunting him for considering the same, and every night between then had them spend their time together finishing what had been left unfinished.

It turned out Sam really did get ‘what’s coming for him’, and as per his own demand did everything Sebastian wanted of him- and more. A little push had been all they needed, a farmer’s spell being more than enough.

On the last day of summer Sebastian picked up a small shell on the beach and gifted it to Sam on the dock. It glowed rainbow in the light of the moonlight jellies.