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“Mmph… ah, sir… mmm…”
“That good, huh?”
“Hah… yes, it tastes so good…”
With slurping sounds, Jihun took Hyeontae’s cock deep into his mouth and began sucking eagerly. Hyeontae was slightly surprised—Jihun had no prior experience with blowjobs, yet the hypnotic suggestion alone had transformed him into such a skilled cocksucker. He devoured it like a starving animal nursing at its mother’s teat. Hyeontae slowly stroked Jihun’s head, pressed against his crotch, then deliberately ground his foot against Jihun’s groin. The moment the warmth of his body heat touched the lube-slicked skin, Jihun flinched backward.
“What’s wrong? Don’t want to suck cock anymore?”
“N-no, it’s not that—”
The instant his mouth left the cock, the criticism came. Fearful Hyeontae might pull away, Jihun hastily took it back into his mouth and resumed sucking. Hyeontae kept intentionally pressing his foot against Jihun’s cock. Soon, Jihun’s erection swelled painfully hard.
“Jihun, you got hard just from sucking cock?”
“Ah… that’s…”
Jihun’s ears burned crimson. The shame of getting hard in front of a near-stranger made his body react even more. Hyeontae intended to shatter even this last shred of dignity.
“Well… it just proves you’re healthy. Perfect material for my company. Didn’t you say you only get hard when you suck cock? Or was it that you can’t get hard unless you suck cock?”
“Mmph… ah… hah…”
Not waiting for an answer, Hyeontae thrust deep into Jihun’s throat. Though Jihun gagged and struggled, his erect cock dripped precum uncontrollably.
Like a born masochist, Hyeontae sneered inwardly, chuckling as he added:
“Getting hard is fine, but to cum, you’ll need your ass fucked… So you can’t even jerk off alone—you’ll just end up fucking any man who’ll have you.”
He might’ve gone too far. To test if the suggestion had taken, Hyeontae pulled his cock from Jihun’s mouth.
“As a special treat for visiting my house today, I’ll fuck you. Stick your ass out.”
Hyeontae already considered this place his home—a claim that would enrage Hyeonjun if he were in his right mind. But Hyeonjun was long past rational thought, aroused from watching Jihun and Hyeontae together. Unable to wait his turn, he sat at the kitchen table, fingers buried in his own ass while stroking his cock. He’d take anything—Hyeontae’s cock, Jihun’s, it didn’t matter—just so long as something filled him.
Hyeontae ignored Hyeonjun’s state, focusing solely on Jihun. Like before, Jihun knelt, spread his own cheeks, and begged:
“Sir, please… I can’t wait…”
“Why didn’t you say so?”
“I thought you’d be mad…”
His voice trembled, almost tearful from holding back. Hyeontae tsked—such a big guy, acting so needy—before spanking Jihun’s ass and slamming into him. Then, with a gentle smile toward Hyeonjun, he said:
“Hyeonjun, aren’t you lonely over there all by yourself?”
“It’s not that I’m—”
“Not? I like people who speak their minds.”
“I… I want it too…”
“But I only have one cock. How about you ask Jihun for permission? Beg him to fuck you instead.”
Hyeontae pressured his own son into sleeping with his friend. Hypnotized, Hyeonjun crawled to Jihun and pleaded:
“Jihun… can you… can you fuck me with your cock?”
“Hyeonjun…”
Jihun nodded weakly, too overwhelmed to speak. Hyeontae’s cock filled him completely, waves of pleasure crashing over him. Seeing the nod, Hyeonjun eagerly crawled beneath him, spread his legs, and pressed Jihun’s cock against his hungry hole.
“Mmm, you two get along so well.”
Hyeontae slowly withdrew almost entirely—then rammed back in, impaling Jihun in one brutal thrust.
“Aah—!”
“Hngh—!”
The force drove Jihun’s cock deep into Hyeonjun. Both moaned in unison, heads thrown back. Hyeontae began rough, relentless pistoning, his movements making their combined cries echo louder. Sandwiched between them, Jihun could only pant helplessly, nearly collapsing onto Hyeonjun.
“Hah… both of you, so desperate… I love it. What do you want?”
The questions—meant to reinforce the hypnosis—never stopped. Both answered in muffled but clear voices:
“Jihun’s cock… fucking me…”
“Sir’s cock…”
“Hah, a pair of cock-obsessed brats. Tonight’s just the three of us, so enjoy yourselves.”
Hyeontae’s eyes narrowed with cruel amusement as he gripped Jihun’s hips and fucked him, each thrust driving Hyeonjun wild beneath them. Their obscene trio writhed together, cries blending into one filthy symphony. Hyeontae had no intention of letting them off easy. He tormented them relentlessly, pushing them to climax again and again until Hyeonjun collapsed from exhaustion and Jihun’s cock refused to stay hard any longer.
After their frenzied threesome, Hyeontae clicked his tongue at their limp, spent bodies. Pathetic stamina for young, virile men. He pondered how best to break Jihun in, then smirked—an idea. Rising from the sofa, he retrieved a chastity cage from his bag. He called to the two boys, still sprawled out:
“Hyeonjun, Jihun. Go wash up.”
He had no intention of helping them bathe. At his command, they stumbled to their feet. Both had been thoroughly drained of cum, so shoving them into the same shower posed no risk. Besides, the new product he’d brought still sat untested in the box they’d carried upstairs. The risks of overloading them with too many suggestions at once were too high. If the hypnosis backfired, his plans could unravel. Neither was quite broken enough yet—he needed to drag them deeper into depravity before tampering with their core psyches.
The new device was designed to induce mental collapse faster than anything else. Testing its power—and the limits of his hypnotic fragrance—would have to wait.
“Ah, good. You’re clean. Jihun, come here.”
He called Jihun first, not Hyeonjun. Jihun, still toweling off his hair, approached. His naked body swayed, cock dangling freely.
“Earlier, I tested you, and you’ve got real potential. But… I can’t just hire you without proper evaluation, can I?”
With that, he snapped the chastity cage onto Jihun’s erection. Bewildered, Jihun stared at it. Hyeontae explained kindly:
“This is your temporary employee badge. You’re not allowed to remove it without my permission. If you pass this final test… yes, you’ll skip the internship and go straight to full-time. How’s that sound? Good, right?”
“Sir… you’re serious?”
“Of course. My company may not look like much, but we’ve got great benefits. You can even stay in school while working. Got it? Until I unlock it, you don’t take it off. And every weekend, you’ll come by so I can inspect it.”
“…Yes, sir.”
Jihun answered, slightly dazed. The dark chastity cage now encased his cock. Hyeontae planned to control his orgasms entirely. With Jihun’s physique, stamina, and cock size, he’d make an excellent slave.
“Hmm… you can shower normally, but… you’ll have to sit on the toilet to pee. Can’t stand, after all. Less mess that way.”
“…Yes, sir.”
“It’s late. You can sleep over at my place.”
“Really? Then I’ll call home.”
“Go ahead.”
Jihun casually called his parents to say he’d be staying at a friend’s for a group project. They’d never guess he’d just had sex with that friend and his father. Thinking of how proud they’d be when he got “hired,” he’d dutifully wear the cage, desperate to cum—soon, he might beg for anything to relieve his arousal. Hyeontae’s twisted smile widened as he prepared beds for the two boys. Once they fell asleep, he opened the box they’d carried upstairs—a heavy, imposing device.
“Massive.”
It needed charging to function properly. No immediate use, then, he mused, plugging it in. Now, the real test of hypnosis’s power over the mind could begin.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
