An Exquisite Downfall, Chapter 2

Two stories in two days! It's more likely than you think! Here's the second part of this first commission, but I've been commisisoned to write even more! I'll get to it once I finish this months hypno-file! Enjoy!

When he was 22, Cooper Braskins was in love.

No, love is not quite the right word for it. Love implies a sense of regard for the other party. It was more like infatuation, or hyperfixation.

His roommate, Ryan Masters was frustratingly charming, and devilishly handsome, though Cooper could tell if he was fully aware of the effect he had on people. He certainly didn’t dress like it, opting for ill fitting Costco button downs and unflattering slacks. He also didn’t seem to pressed to act on it, with an ironclad focus on acting his way through Law School.

Ryan rarely spend time unwinding much to Cooper’s chagrin. He wanted to bond with his roommate, but perhaps do more then bond, but Ryan was entirely uninterested. It didn’t help that the way he brushed him off implied that Cooper was some how less dedicated to his own Law degree for wanting to have fun every now and again.

Then one day, Cooper stumbled across something in his elective psychology course that shifted everything. A chapter on the ethics of Hypnotherapy. Cooper had never really paid much attention to hypnosis. He had always thought it was something they used in those old cartoon shows, but not something to be taken seriously.

He quickly discovers how wrong he was. Next thing he knew he was pouring over all the materials he could get his hands on and working to perfect his craft. Sure his grades fell behind, but he’d have ways to fix that soon.

“Hey Ryan,” he said coming home one day. “I wanna try something.”

Of course Ryan put up some resistance to the idea of being hypnotized to improve his performance, but when Cooper suggested it’d give him an edge over the rest of the class he was all in. Cooper lead him through an induction of relaxation, and counted him down into deep trance, all very by the book and sure enough, Ryan took to hypnosis like a fish to water. At first Cooper was careful, doing everything he said he would, while also leaving a trigger to return Ryan to this state at any time. That’s when he took his first risk. “Hypno Boy Toy” he set as the trigger. That what he wanted Ryan to be one after all. He flinched when he said it, wondering if the peculiarity of it would fling Ryan out of trance, but sure enough it worked. Food his own amusement, Cooper added that no matter what happened, Ryan would continue to believe he’d never been tranced before, and any changes that occur will have come from Ryan’s own mind. Cooper liked Ryan, just as he was. He didn’t want to render him a mindless servant.

Cooper began taking Ryan down every day, to reinforce the initial programming. As time went on, Cooper got bolder and bolder. At first it was simple. He told Ryan that to ignore his presence unless he suggested otherwise. It’s not that Ryan would ignore Cooper altogether, but simply that he wouldn’t mind Coop hanging out in his room, on his bed, watching get naked. Coop could be as near or far from Ryan, and it wouldn’t matter. Ryan would just keep on studying, or researching, or on the rare occasion he relaxed, watch tv.

He just couldn’t touch Ryan, at least not at first. That was his next task. He made it so that Ryan would not only ignore his presence, but his touch. He’d allow Cooper to grope and molest him, unbutton his shirt, jostle his hair, without a word of resistance or remark. Cooper was eager to try this one out. He started with grabbing Ryan’s ass every time they were alone and when the thrill of that died down, he started grabbing his junk, or kissing his neck, or licking his ear. Ryan would often elicit unconscious moans at the latter two, but would otherwise continue to rattle on about torts and contract law.

One time he went in for a kiss and got a big reaction that almost ruined the whole thing.

“Dude what the fuck gross!”

“What! What I do?”

“You got your spit allow over my face!” Ryan scrubbed at his lips, ignoring the sppping wet Hickey that has just been created moments before. Cooper was waiting for a it all to come crashing down, for Ryan to reveal to all be a charade to our Cooper as gay creep.

But he just scrubbed a bit more and went right back to his work.

“Hypno Boy Toy” Cooper said confidently, and this hands rested on the keyboard.

He then proceeded to slaughter for Ryan that he accept and reciprocate any and all affection Cooper were to offer him without comment or observation, and forget that it happen as soon as the moment passed. Ryan seemed to take this all in stride, so Coop awakened him and tested it out.

“Ryan look at me.” he said, then dove in for a kiss.

Cooper would later find out that this was Ryan’s first kiss (not that he would remember it) but he seems to handle it just fine. Their lips locked then opened to allow each other’s tongues entrance to explore, Ryan’s meeting Cooper's insatiable level of curiosity. Finally Cooper pulled away, and braced for Ryan’s reaction. Luckily, the handsome law student just blinked shock his head, and returned to his work.

That night Cooper tucked himself in to Ryan’s bed, and the two cuddled together like they were a couple, except Ryan complained about them needing to get up early, and to make sure he’s set his alarm clock. His dick hardened as it rubbed up against Ryan’s ass, but didn’t think he’d take it any further from this.

This would become the twos nightly sleeping arrangements, and during the day, when they were alone in the dorm, an uninformed fly on the wall would mistake the two for a couple in their honey moon phase, for how physically affectionate Cooper was to Ryan and how cluelessly eager Ryan was to return his affection.

One day Coop decided to test the limits even more. Without any prior hypnotic reinforcement, Coop barged into the bathroom as Ryan was getting out of the shower. Any shyness Ryan had about hiding his lithe body had long since vanished, and so he didn’t even respond when Cooper opened the door. To Coops surprise, he reacted even less when he decided to get on his knees end take Ryan’s entire flaccid length into his mouth. Ryan gasped, but otherwise didn’t respond as member stiffened inside his roommates vacuum like maw. Cooper was admittedly unpracticed in giving oral, but Ryan seemed to enjoy it nevertheless. It wasn’t long before his whole body stiffened and cum started erupting into Cooper’s mouth.

Cooper had never been more aroused in his life. He had basically turned his roommate into his personal sex doll, and the guy was none the wiser. He literally just blew him to completion on a whim with zero Relationship repercussions. He stood up and went to wipe his mouth when Ryan spoke up and Cooper froze.

“Want me to get you?”

Cooper was stunned. He was not expecting Ryan to even acknowledge what just happened let alone offer to reciprocate.

RECIPROCATE! He had told him to accept and reciprocate all the affection he showed him.

A blow job is a one street. He still needed to reciprocate!

Coop’s dick twitched. He wished he were brave enough to make some quip like “yeah, get on your knees and suck it bitch” but he was so shocked and nervous all he could muster was, “um, sure!”

Without blinking Ryan got on his knees and went to town. He seemed to be copying all of Cooper's moves, which certainly was good feedback for next time. When Ryan started to mimic the little toungue swirls beneath his cockhead, Cooper lost his mind and shot over the edge. Ryan took the load in stride, swallowing at first but the releasing and allowing the rest of it to spray on to his face.

Now that the deed was done, Ryan’s programming had run its course. He took one look at his Apple watched and released a few explitives about how late he was going to be. Worried he might run out with his face covered in Cum, Cooper said “Wait!” And offered to take the dribbling goo all over Ryan’s face and style his hair with it. Just incognito enough that it wasn’t glaringly obvious what Ryan was doing right before class, but just kinky enough, that an eagle nosed classmate might detect the temptatious aroma wafting from Ryan’s new Hairstyle. They might ask him what products he’s using, Cooper imagined bemusingly, but he’ll have no idea what they’re talking about.

Coop was looking forward to exploring the possibilities of his new hypno boy toy.