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Student Control, Chapter 18

A week after the conversion of Jav and Gus the entire soccer team and baseball team had become followers of Dr. Reshard. Within a month five department heads, four human resource professionals, most of the campus security staff, and over a dozen professors and aids were tangled in the ever increasing web. Now that spring was over and the summer had begun everything Dr. Reshard needed was in place and everyone he needed was within his control. Each had been chosen for specific reasons. Each had already helped advance Dr. Reshard’s quest for power and secure his position.

 Now it was time for the final transformation of his campus. The school term was about to end in a few days and this would be his last opportunity to finish his work before the students left for their respective hometowns for summer vacation. Most of the general student population was not under his control yet. It was now time to make sure that the rest of the male students and the women of the campus were just as compliant with his wishes as his already obedient minions.

Tonight he had the honor of giving a parting gift to everyone on campus at the request of the Dean of Students, Dr. Ravi Iyer. It was a tradition to have a final celebration at the stadium before the end of the school year. The football team, baseball team, and soccer team had all been very successful this year with the help of Dr. Reshard. There was indeed a lot to celebrate. It was a lot more than just a celebration though, it was more like a carnival this year.

Doctor Reshard looked out over the crowds as performers roamed through the hordes of bodies, doing everything from fire breathing to contortions. Dozens of booths were set up on the field from a simple dunking booth to an elaborate shooting gallery. They had even managed to rent a beautiful carousel. It was quite a spectacle with food and fireworks, music and mayhem. Local bands were invited to show off there stuff and the finale would be a spectacular firework and light display. Dr. Reshard had prepared a cocktail to be added to all of the free food and drink at the event to make sure that his subjects would be ready to receive him. With choices ranging from cotton candy to pizza, stir fry to hot dogs, water to wine, there wouldn’t be a single person not participating in the virtual smorgasbord. Reshard had also prepared a very special light program for the display in the stadium. The stadium was equipped with an enormous screen with a special projection system so that anyone in the stadium could see it.

Right now, Dr. Reshard stood underneath the screen on a stage that was set up at one end of the stadium. Dean Iyer was there with him, along with several of Reshard’s followers. The school colors hung everywhere and streamers and decorations adorned every corner. Dance music played loudly over the open arena and partygoers had packed the stadium for over two hours now. It was a hot night. It was eighty-five degrees and the humidity hung in the air like cobwebs. It was a fairly clear night, but a few clouds managed to obscure the small dots of light from above. Everyone was eating and drinking, laughing and dancing. Many of the young men in the crowd were shirtless and had on trunks or shorts and many of the women were wearing as little as possible as well. Some couples were already becoming quite amorous and were not afraid to show it. Anyone who had eaten anything or had a drink was starting to feel lightheaded and very horny, not that they would have noticed in all the reverie. It only took a last of the tainted food to have an effect. Dean Iyer looked at Dr. Reshard and the doctor nodded, indicating it was time for the real festivities to begin.

The Dean was an attractive man standing 5’ 10” and weighed 180 pounds. He had short, dark, black hair and green eyes and had the kind of face that always made him look younger than his true age. He had light caramel colored skin due his Indian heritage. He was dressed in kakis and a green plaid short sleeve, button down shirt and had brown leather dress sandals on. The music slowly began to fade and he stepped forward with a mic in his hand and began to speak as a framed close up image of him appeared on the screen above. The students slowly began to calm down and focused some of their attention on the dean.

  “Students, I am glad that all of you were able to make it to the show tonight, as I am sure some of you know Dr. Reshard had a hand in creating this year’s light show. I have had a chance to view it personally and it holds many surprises. Please give a warm welcome to Dr. Reshard.”

Dr. Reshard moved forward and Dean Iyer handed him the mic. The crowd cheered as Dr. Reshard came into view on both the stage and the screen above. He was a very popular professor; there was simply nothing not to like about him. “Thank you all for being here, as Dean Iyer said, I have prepared a very unique show for you. Watch very carefully and pay special attention to the screen behind me and above all else have fun,” Reshard intoned joyfully. The crowd cheered again, he nodded to a man beside him on the stage at a control panel and the lights in the stadium began to dim. No one noticed Dr. Reshard and his crew on the stage don special reflective sunglasses. They also would not have noticed the ear plugs embedded in their ears.

As the lights dimmed music piped through the state of the art sound system of the stadium. It started out slow and slowly worked its way to a frenzy. It sounded like sensuous tantric Indian dance music and as it grew louder, so did its call for attention. People began to move their bodies to its seductive beats. More and more seemed lost in a daze as strobes began to work a dizzying, disconnecting light across the crowd. Colored lights began to flash hints of blue and red, green and gold in beams and lines making everything look more dissected and adding sexual hooks to their minds. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, dozens of twirling mirrored balls lifted into the air sending pieces of reflected bliss into the hearts and souls of the masses. Most of the crowd gasped in a collective groan as the first wave hit them. The crowd was beside itself now. Many began to grope themselves abscently. They were all so horny. A sun filled dragon appeared above the crowds floating over them changing colors as it swallowed itself to nothingness over and over. Each time it changed color the crowd sighed getting another hit of what the show had to offer. Then it seemed to change into glowing ball of fire, growing each time as it discarded an exterior of blue, then red, then green, and finally gold. It looked so large that it seemed to fill the air above the crowd and then abruptly it exploded sending dancing stars out to behold. Time seemed to be moving at rate slower than normal, everything was perfect, everything was in its place. The music reached a high and then climaxed, leaving nothing but the base beat and background harmony. Sweat covered the faces and bodies of the students, their clothes pasting their bodies. Most stood with completely blank looks on their faces, absorbing the sub-tones of the music and lights.

And then he appeared. On the screen above the stage the figure of a man appeared in an ethereal glow. It was hard to focus on him, but if you tried hard enough you could see him. He was blond, tall, tanned and very handsome. His pecs were well defined, his nipples hard and he seemed to be dancing very provocatively to the music. Drops of water trailed down his chest and ridged stomach, inching toward his towel covered crotch. The towel fell and another hook placed itself in the minds of all those watching. He could give everyone the release they desired, he could fill their empty hearts, he could heal all their tired wounds. All they had to do was give themselves to him. Do as he asked and all their desires would be fulfilled. The strobes continued the assault on the young minds behind the scenes providing an opening for the subliminal message encoded in the visual effects and music. As they looked up to view this new god, each and every person beholding him orgasmed as they continued to dance. For some it was immediate, for others the tension built and then released itself. Moans, groans, and screams carried through the air like an uncoordinated symphony. Soon all had succumbed and they danced to the siren-like music of their captor.

Chapter 19

Dr. Reshard watched as the last of the women left the stadium for their dorms, sorority houses, and off campus housing. They had all been instructed to go there and turn to the campus station for other instructions by the gorgeous god from the screen above. None could question, all were obedient. The next part was the part he had been waiting for all night. The subjugation of the young men around him. All still stood transfixed by the god above them. All wanted to be him as they danced along with him. He was perfect. As Reshard looked over the crowd he could feel a heat build in his own body. The young men before him represented many colors and creeds, every build and look, and each was special for one reason or another. Now they would all be his.

The image above began with a slow subtle induction that sounded like the chanting from the old dance group Enigma . “Let yourself relax. That’s it let everything go. Let the weight of your life dissolve. Think of how good you feel now. Allow yourself to drown in the feelings you have” Do you feel more relaxed?” The crowd agreed in unison.

“That’s it , your eyes are getting heavy...your body seems lighter and lighter...you are finding it harder and harder to concentrate on anything but me… so hard to concentrate… so difficult to keep your eyes open…your body feels light, it feels like you are beginning to float…let the feeling wash over you…listen to my voice.” In the crowd Reshard could see the men begin to sway and loose balance. Hundreds of sweat drenched bodies rocked together, some beginning to touch one another.

            The image spoke frequently, but let pauses fall in between statements so that every word he said could become part of their thoughts. “It starts in your legs…moves up your body… slowly… gently. When it gets to your back it seems to go up your spine…right to your head. You can’t think…your mind is so cloudy you are finding it harder and harder to concentrate on anything but what I say… so hard to concentrate… so difficult to keep your eyes open…your body feels light, it feels like you are beginning to float…let the feeling wash over you, listen and believe what I say.” The induction increased using a comforting monotone voice Dr. Reshard developed especially for this occasion. The doctor was aroused and found that he wanted to quicken the pace, but he knew better. The Adonis on the screen went through this routine several times to make sure that there would be no doubt that the Dr. would be able to control them.

“You are Dr. Reshard’s friends, you are his boys, you must listen to what he says, when I am gone you will listen to him, then, only he can give you the pleasure you felt before… he is only interested in your happiness, that is why you like him, he makes you happy. You must always trust him, you must obey him and he is the only one who can bring you back to this place. Repeat it so I can hear you.” All together the chorus of voices said they would trust him, they would obey him, and that he exclusively would be able to return them to this state of happiness.

 “You want to be controlled by Dr. Reshard, you want to let him tell you what to do. It is too difficult too make decisions on your own, you want to let Dr. Reshard help you make those decisions.” Their minds absorbed the instructions like water is soaked up by a sponge.

“When I vanish you will feel an emptiness that you have never felt before…you will need to have the emptiness filled, Dr. Reshard can help you fill the void, only he can help you fill the void. You must follow his instructions without question, he wants to help you…listen to him and obey.” Some of the students in the audience had started to recite the words as their virtual god increased his enchanting hold of the populace of the stadium. Subliminal messages of sex with men and subjugation flooded the minds of the young enraptured souls. Reshard knew it was almost time for him to start his work forming the intimate bond with his new captives.

“I will leave you now to your true master, Dr. Reshard.” With that the image of the man burst into a strobe of multicolor light coating the entire outdoor area with an eerie, pulsing glow. The men’s faces contorted with grimaces as they were enveloped by the emptiness they suddenly felt. It was saddening, frightening, each knew he could not endure this pain, they needed Dr. Reshard.

Dr. Reshard brought the mic closer to his face and began his seduction. “My boys listen to my voice. I know the pain you are feeling now, I know how you long to make it go away. Let me help you remove the pain, let me bring the happiness back to you,” he coaxed. “Surrender your will to me, let yourself go, fall into the sound of my voice. Give yourself to me totally, I will make the pain go away, I will fill the void you feel, I will be with you always.” Dr Reshard watched as the crowd seemed to grow restless but then the restlessness subsided and happiness on their faces began to return.

Dr. Reshard knew a few of the young men in the crowd would not openly except his next requests, so he had instructed his already devote followers to position themselves in the crowd at this time. He could see them come out of the shadows, all wearing the same mirrored glasses Reshard had. His disciples from the stage flowed down into the front rows before the stage and fanned out into the crowd before him. He could see others converging on their unknown prey in the bleachers and at the back of the crowd. By now all of the doors would have been secured and all means of escape obstructed. Derrick and his father were in the back near two sets of locked doors. Jav and Gus were at the entrances to the lockerooms. Erin and Josh were in the bleacher areas. Each had members of the soccer and baseball teams around them. In a population of a thousand youths there should not be that many minds resistant to his control, but it was better to be prepared than to find an unexpected surprise around the corner. This was the time of truth. He had waited years for this and now the day was finally here.

Reshard knew that the new subliminals that were being pumped into the stadium would increase the psychological pleasure production on his newest acquisitions. Of the men he could see, eyes were becoming unfocussed and they began to sweat again profusely. Reshard could also see that their hearts were racing and that they were breathing heavily. Some started to moan.

            He could see a few who were trying to fight, but he knew they were sensing a sexual itch all over their bodies. They were having trouble keeping their breath stable and all began to look very horny. Some were rubbing their chests and others were fondling themselves through their clothing. A few of the men he could see looked confused, angry, and scared; those were the ones who had the best chance of resistance against him. His men wee already closing on those individuals.

            “You feel very comfortable here with me. You feel like we have known each other for a long time. We are good friends. You trust me,” Reshard intoned. “All me to help you, give in to the feelings you are having, give yourselves to me.” Slowly each thing he said was becoming a reality for young men around him.

“You must not resist me, I am your friend. I am trying to help you. Your bodies feel like they are on fire with sexual tension, you must find a way to release the tension. Let me help you release you tension play with your nipples and cocks, make yourselves feel good. Make yourselves happy, it is all that matters. You feel hot, you must cool off, listen to me.”

“You are very horny, you need to let take off your clothes. You need to be able to touch your body; you are so horny. Take off your shirt if it is not already off. You will feel cooler if your shirt is removed.” The men in the audience complied. T-shirts, tank tops, and button downs were lifted and wet chests and stomachs were revealed. The men who were already shirtless waited for further instructions. Before Dr. Reshard was what seemed to be an endless river of wet pecs, chests, and stomachs.

“You are even hornier now and the heat from your body is increasing. You want to feel cooler. The young men before him looked uncomfortable. They began to look flushed and some panted. “Take off your shoes and socks, you need to feel cooler, it is the only way to relieve the heat building in your body, it is the only way to relieve the heat. Men fumbled with their shoes and socks. Loafers, boots, sandals and hi tops and low tops landed on the shirts and ground surrounding the entranced crowd. Next socks came off. White crew socks, blue dress socks, tube socks and tennis socks littered the landscape now. The smell of the young men was filling the stadium quickly. Sweat mixed with cologne, cologne mixed with body odor to make a pleasant erotic perfume which filled the area.

“ Now, remove your pants. They feel constraining, they are keeping the heat close to you. Remove your shorts, they are confining they make you feel hot. You will feel better without them,” Reshard coaxed. “You need to take off all your clothes. You will feel better naked, remove your underwear as well.”

“No, this isn’t right, you shouldn’t be doing this,” a young pale, blond man cried out from the second row away from Dr. Reshard, “I shouldn’t be taking off my clothes.” He appeared to be shaking off the hypnotic web that had wrapped him just a few minutes earlier. Immediately a team of five of Reshard’s followers surrounded Allan Taylor and held him in place. Two took his arms and two grabbed his virtually hairless legs. The fifth stood near his head. The man was 5’ 8”, about 160 and hand his red shorts around his ankles. His white Hanes briefs were stretched as his cock strained to get out of them. He fought his captors, kicking them several times. He tried to scream again, but the figure at his head grabbed a sock from the ground and shoved it in his mouth. He tried to protest, but he was no match for five men. That same man also took a visor out of his pocket and placed it on the young man’s head. He also placed a foam-like film disc on each of the man’s nipples. He flicked a switch on the side of the glasses and immediately you could see a change in the man’s demeanor. Allan moaned as he mind filled with thoughts of subservience as the lights danced before his eyes.

Immediately, Allan felt like he needed to touch himself. He was so horny, he knew this was not right, but he needed to touch himself. His dick was so hard he could feel it poking out of his underwear, and his nipples needed to be pinched and rubbed, but that was being done for him. Allan began to help the men with his shorts. All he had on now was a pair of briefs. His cock was and inch above the waistband and his cock was as hard as a rock. “Oh, god I am so horny, I need to touch myself. What’s happening to me? Why am I doing this?” Allan lifted his hands to his nipples. He twisted them in-between his fingers and pinched them, not noticing the foam film over them. He gasped as he played with himself. “I shouldn’t be doing this, not in front of all these people, this is wrong.” Allan tried to fight his feelings, but it was no use. He slowly pulled down his underwear releasing his cock. The men put him down on the ground, the one that had been at his head was busy attaching more discs to his balls and cock. He moaned loudly as they made contact and took his growing member in his hand. Quickly, he started to stroke himself. He would no longer be a problem.

At the same time a tall, olive skinned man, with dark black hair, next to Jav and Gus tried to break free of his mental conditioning. “ I don’t want this, this isn’t right, I’ve got to stop,” he said as he unbuttoned and unzipped his kaki Dockers. He had great pecs and an obvious erection poking out of the top of his blue boxers. His hands seemed to stop their job and confusion flooded his face. Jav and Gus rushed to either side of Jim Ruggerio and held him between them. “Jim it is fine to do this in front of us, you like playing with your nipples and your cock. Make yourself feel good Jim.” Both could see that Jim was beginning to leak pre-cum on the front of his underwear and his belly was wet. As the held him another of their tem placed the visor on Jim’s face. He also applied the discs to his nipples and flipped the switch. Again there was an immediate change as the viosor activated and filled Jim’s field of vision with a special obedience program. “Oh yeah, I like to play with my nipples, it’s ok to do this, it feels so good, oh yeah.” Jav and Gus began to rub Allan’s cock through his underwear. “ Oh, that feels so good, oh yeah, play with my cock,” Allan cooed. Now there seemed to be nothing wrong with having guys touch his dick. Gus and Jav removed Jim’s pants and slide his boxers down as well. He was now completed exposed and his eight inch uncut cock was leaking pre-cum all over the clothes on the ground. Gus took the big dick in his hand and pulled back the skin placing one of the discs there. Jim gasped and began to beat his own cock off in front of them openly. He also placed one disc on each of Jim’s nuts. Jim was oblivious to all this. All he cared about now was looking at the visor, following his instructions, and getting off. Jav and Gus left him to his work.

Josh and his team had a short, thin, young red head in the bleachers that they were dealing with. His name was Scott Emmons and he was an exchange student from Ireland. Josh and his men had been able to tear off Scott’s under wear and had immediately placed the visor over his eyes and started to place the discs on his body. He was fighting them well. Six men had him now and they were having a hard time containing him. One of the men was stroking his cock. He knew he needed to stop this. “ Stop! Don’t touch my cock you fags, this isn’t right, you can’t do this!” Scott tried to move away, but the they held him in place. They pushed him to the ground, hoping to further immobilize him. He kicked off one of the men and the thug hit the row of men in front of him. Non were phased by the hit and they all got up and retuned their attention to the screen. Then Scott’s attacjers continued their teasing. Scott began to hump against the hand on his cock, as the visor was switched on and swirling color were all he could see. Scott’s cock was a full seven inches and pre-cum was flowing out of his dick, making the red bush above his cock glisten. “ No this isn’t right, I can’t do this, no!” Scott screamed in his Irish accent as he tried to get away again. As much as he struggled he could not get free from his captors. They hastened their masturbation and Scott through his head back moaning.

“Scott you are so horny, you don’t want him to stop. You want him to play with your cock.” Scott knew that what Josh was telling him was not true, but he felt so turned on that he needed some kind release. “Scott you like it when he plays with your cock. Play with your nipples as they stroke your cock, Scott. Enjoy the feelings, relax,.” Josh affectionately commanded. Scott felt himself relax and teased his nipples as they all took turns stroking his cock. He tried to figure out why he was letting them do this, but it was too much to think of. They alternated their strokes, sometimes fast, other times slow. They also took time to tease head of his dick. That drove him crazy Now, Scott’s dick was not only rock hard, but it was a bright red and he was leaking more per-cum. Scott began to move his hips against their strokes to increase the sensations. He had never felt so turned on in his life and he no longer wanted them to stop. Scott stopped his open resistance and let the visor and discs have their way with him. Josh and his men knew Scott was well within their control.

A few more people had shown resistance, but quickly they were taken into the care of Dr. Reshard’s closest puppets. He watched as the rest of the crowd denuded themselves and stood at attention waiting for him to give them their next command. A sea of manhood was before him in all there glory and soon they would all be his.

Dr. Reshard started his next wave of commands. “Play with your balls, it will make you feel good, play with you nuts, roll them in your hands. Begin to stroke your cocks, make yourselves completely hard.” Many of the men in the crowd felt embarrassed with this command but none could make himself stop. They were all puppets now and Reshard had the strings. They steadily made themselves hard. “My boys don’t get off yet, you must not cum until I tell you to. You want to make me happy, do as I say. I know you are very horny and want to cum, but I do not want you to cum yet, I want you to tell me you will obey me, tell me you are mine. Give yourself to me, submit to my will and then I will let you cum.

Some in the crowd, still breathing heavily from the sexual stimulation, tried to fight one last time as they were told to submit to there new leader, but none had the strength or mental acuity to defy Reshard. At that moment a wave of pleasure struck all of the men in the crowd. All they could think of was cumming. They began to plead for their sexual release. They begged to have permission to get themselves off. They panted and moaned and gasped, moving themselves closer and closer, but the could not have what they wanted yet.

“I control you now. I dictate your release. Give yourself to me and you will be rewarded. I will let you cum if you submit to me, only then will you find peace from the sexual tension overwhelming you now. I am flooding your body with pleasure with my words and you will know I am your only master,” Reshard explained with authority. Reshard sent the pleasure pulse through his victim’s bodies. Once the vocal queue was triggered, the men started intensifying the workout on their cocks and balls. Moans, gasps and guttural sounds filled the air almost drowning out the music that was still playing Many began playing with their asses and some began to fuck themselves with their fingers. Most were in such a sexual stupor they had fallen to their knees, unable to support themselves any longer. Some were laying on each others bodies focused on pleasuring themselves and following Resahrd’s orders.

“You are you closer and closer to cumming. When I do let you cum, you will know that we will always be friends, you will completely trust me, you must protect me at all costs, you do not want anything bad to happen to me.” Reshard paused for a moment to allow all of the commands to sink in. “When I ask you to do things for me you will come back to this moment of extreme pleasure, you will be unable to resist me. Whenever you are around me, or each other you will feel sexy and very horny. You will no longer be interested in women. Men are the objects of you desire now. All you can think of are men. Whenever you hear my voice you will feel relaxed and you will want to obey me me. Repeat these things to me and know they are true.”

They were all building up to orgasm and couldn’t help but groan as they recited their instructions to Rehsard. The entire crowd repeated his commands together. “I will always be yours, I trust you, I am here to protect you. When you ask me to do things for you I will come back to this moment, I can’t resist you,” the masses said to their new leader.” Some still felt ultimately humiliated, completely submitting to his power, but they had to get release.

 “Boys, make yourselves cum,’” Reshard said with a devious, grinchly grin on his face. All took firm hold of their cocks and began to bring themselves over the edge. Some lifted their legs and put their fingers into their asses, finding their prostates working the well and began to fuck themselves as they drew closer. Cum jetted out of the front rows dicks and covered themselves in their own spunk. Reshard and his men stood back and watched their new members humiliating themselves for their pleasure. What was even more erotic was the fact that they knew on some level what they were doing and how wrong it was, they simply couldn’t stop themselves they needed the orgasm. They need to follow the instructions Reshard had given.

More faces grew red and breathing was completely irregular, all they could form were gasps and groans. Many eyes were turned back in heads. Rashard could hear and see Allan “Oh, please don’t make me do this, please stop, Ummmmmm, oh god, it’s so good, ummmmmm, ohhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, I’m gonna cum! Uggggghhhhh, Ughhhhhhhh, ahhhhhh!” Allan’s hips bucked and jism flew onto his face. The next shot showered his chest, covering one of his nipples. The last hit his navel, filling it until cum was spilling onto his pubic hair.

At the same time all of the other men began to cum. Each showered others with their seed hitting others in the face and chest and crotch. Most of them shot at least twice. The audience was covered in cum. Fireworks began to light up the sky as the show came to a climax. Time and time again the pyrotechnics created a rainbow sea of color above the stadium. The fireworks were not only ended the show, but muffled the animalistic sounds emanating from all of the horny orgasmic occupants of the sports arena. “ Now, I want all of you to help eat other to eat the cum on your faces and chests, lick the cum from your lips, lick each other clean, it will make me happy. Cum tastes very good, you will like it. Kiss each other enjoy each others touch. Some shoveled the cum from their own bodies and others gave their neighbors tongue baths. A salty smell seemed to hang in the air now along with the humidity. Once everyone was clean they all laid back on whatever they could, exhausted. They closed their eyes and began to fall to sleep in the arms of the men around them.

Chapter 20

            Aaron Dublin’s day had been long and arduous. It had been another scorcher and calls for pizza kept coming in all day. He was felling tired, but he was on his last run for the night. He wished he could have been at the rally last night, but he had to work, as usual. It was almost 10PM and the TKE’s on campus had ordered fifteen pizzas for a party they were having. Aaron had the delivery boy job for Justin’s Pizzeria, downtown, since coming to town to attend classes at the college a year ago. It helped him to pay for school and gave him a little bit of spending money.

            He was at the frat house now. He pulled into the drive and parked the car. As he got out he noticed the house as he always did when he made deliveries here. It was an old Georgian style manor that had been scaled down to fit into this part of town. It had plenty of land surrounding it and he knew it had a pool out back. Old trees lined the sides of the house, looking more like guardians than landscaped plants.

            Aaron looked at himself in the reflection in his car window and made sure that he looked presentable. You never know when you are going to meet the right girl. His short blond hair and his natural curls made him look like a surfer. He had killer blue eyes and his face appeared very innocent. His features were slightly rounded, but his Nordic heritage still showed through in most of his features. He had a swimmers build and he was a little short at 5’9”, but most girls overlooked those shortcomings because he had great abs and a tight bubble butt. His body was also fairly hairless, which girls liked, but their was a little fuzz on his chest, and on his ass. Today he was wearing grey surfer shorts, a red T-shirt and black Adidas sandals.

            He grabbed the pizzas out of the back of his car and walked along the side of the house on the lit slate garden path which he knew would take him to the pool in the back. He could already here load splashes and the laughter of people out at the pool.

Now he could see Tom already waiting at the wrought iron gate. Tom Getty was a tall, buff figure. At 6’1’ he was taller than most and his body had well toned medium build. He had buszzed dark hair and black piercing eyes. He had on a black tank top and black and white basketball shorts. He was wearing high tops and white socks and a baseball cap. His skin was already a deep tan and it glimmered in the lights because of the light coat of sweat on its surface.

            “Pizza,” Tom yelled to no one as he opened the gate. “What’s going on Aaron?” Twenty guys crowded around them, taking the pizzas from Aaron. Most were half naked, but that wasn’t unusual for summer. They headed over to the tables on the far side of the pool to eat, leaving Tom and Aaron alone. Tom motioned Aaron in.

            “It’s my last run of the night, so I’m going to head home and crash,” he said with little enthusiasm.

            “Do you want a beer before you go? Tom asked him sincerely and it was not unusual for Tom to ask him to stay for a beer.

            “Sure. I’d love one. Where are all the girls? The pool was a medium sized figure eight pool and was surrounded by a sandstone pebbled patio on all sides. The lights from the house shimmered over the top, creating an almost mystical vision in the rippled water. Over a dozen blue and white plastic lawn chairs flanked the perimeter. Aaron had noticed immediately that it was only the guys tonight, no girls were in sight.

            “We thought we’d have a guys night,” he remarked. He went over to the kegs on one of the tables and let the yellowish liquid fall into a cup. When it was full he brought it to Aaron and headed it to him.

            “Why are all the Greeks still here on campus, most of the time you are the first to go?” Aaron inquired thanking Tom with a nod.

            “All of us have some loose ends to tie up before we head home for vacation,” Tom said as he let a grin slip form his lips.

            Aaron took a swig as his beer and settled back into one of the reclining lawn chairs. Tom took the one next to him. It tasted good and he needed to relax after his long day. They talked about their semesters, their jobs, and getting laid.

            “Tom this is going to sounds strange to you, but have you noticed anything strange since school let out? People at school are acting funny, but I can’t put my finger on it. Have you noticed anything?” Aaron asked this because even his best friend Jeff had not been the same since the day of the rally.

            “Now that you say something, I have noticed something different about some people. What have noticed? Tom asked.

            “I’m not sure, but everyone seems so happy. It’s like they’re all on something, it’s just weird.” Aaron was starting to fill a buzz from his beer, which was unusual, but it was nice so he didn’t question it. He swallowed the last gulp and Tom offered him another. He accepted. It was nice to talk with Tom and he wanted to know what Tom had sensed.

            “Now that you mention it some of the guys do seem very happy go lucky, it’s really not like some of them. All the girls have been really distant too, have you noticed?” he watched as Aaron took a few more sips of his new drink.

            “Yeah, I have, but I thought they were just having bad days. Do you think we should say something to someone? It’s creeping me out at this point, I feel like I’m living in Stepford.” Aaron was definitely feeling a buzz now and he settled further back in his chair, letting his head rest against it.

            Tom smiled. “Doesn’t it seem kind if nice though? No more fighting, no more disagreements? Is Stepford such a bad place?”

            Aaron looked at Tom and his heart sank. Whatever was happening to everyone else, it had already happened to Tom. He had just been too tired to see it. He was feeling kind of groggy now. If he had spider senses they would have been telling him to leave now, he was definitely in danger. But life is not a comic book and Aaron just thought he should act like he had not noticed something was wrong. He could make his way out and then try to figure out what to do from there. There had to be someone he could turn to.

            “Dude I think I’m going to head out. I’ve got to work tomorrow, so I need some rest.” Aaron tried to say it nonchalantly. He started to get up and put his glass on the ground.

            “I can understand that, but I’m not sure they will,” Tom looked around him as he said this.

            Aaron looked around and shock and panic set in. All of the guys who had been eating were now looking at him. Every window in the house now had a man peering out at him. Some had actually opened the windows and were hanging out leering at him. There were also guys at the gate and some more were coming out of the back door of the house onto the patio. Everyone had the same dumb smile on their faces. He was surrounded on all but one side and he took the opportunity to try and escape.

            He turned around quickly and mounted the waist high fence behind him, jumping it in one swift movement. He could see in his peripheral vision that they were already in pursuit. He slid down the incline on the other side and got to his feet. Trees and bushes, branches and underbrush were in his way but he could not stop. This run was for his life. He could hear the people behind him. It was dark so it was hard to see in front of him, but his instincts had kept him going this far so he wasn’t going to second guess himself. He jumped over rocks, dead trees, his eyes were adjusting now. He thought he was going in the direction of the lake, that would give him more options for hiding, he had to make it there. His lungs were on fire, he had been running for five minutes. He felt like he wanted to puke. Suddenly, he heard guys ahead of him. He stopped and listened, they were ahead of him, so he started to run in the opposite direction. He didn’t hear as many people after him, maybe this was the way to the lake. He was completely lost now, but he had to go forward. He was feeling sluggish now. He didn’t want to run any more. Then it hit him. There must have been something in the beer. How could he be so stupid. As those thoughts came to him he realized that there were lights ahead. He was so hot now it wasn’t funny and to his surprise he was feeling very horny. He had a boner. He knew this was a bad sign, but he continued forward. It was getting hard for him to think and his body was not reacting as it should. He stumbled forward and came out of the trees. He was right back were he started. He went over to the gate all the men were gone. He opened it and knew he had to get to a phone, but he was startled by a voice behind him. It was Tom.

            “Hey buddy, you led them on quite a chase,” Tom said as he moved toward him. “I thought you might try to come back to get your car or use the phone.”

            Aaron turned toward him, but lost his balance. He leaned against the gate unlatching it by accident. He fell in toward the backyard, but Tom caught him before he hit the ground. Tom put Aaron into one of the reclining lawn chairs. He was trying to get up, but Tom Pushed him back into the chair and got close to him.

            “Tom please let me go, I know you don’t want to do this,” Aaron pleaded.

Tom grabbed a hold of Aaron’s T-shirt pulling it up. Aaron protested trying to grab Tom’s hands, but Tom was too strong. The shirt rode up to Aaron’s chest, trapping his arms and exposing his rock hard, rippled abs. There was perspiration all over Aaron’s skin from his run.

“Tom, don’t do this stop!” Aaron tried again to get out of the chair, but his impaired coordination would not allow it.

Tom pulled the shirt over Aaron’s head and Aaron’s hands dropped to his stomach. Aaron’s surfer shorts were next. Tom pulled them apart at the waist, breaking the clasp at the top, he quickly jerked them down Aaron’s legs and threw them on the ground.

“ No, stop, don’t do this!” Aaron screamed as he tried to pull hi pants back up get free.

Tom could see Aaron’s straining boner through his white boxer briefs. They would normally cling to Aaron’s body but now they looked like they had been applied with paste. They were stuck to his body with sweat and his dick was a full eight inches.

Tom reached into Aaron’s briefs, taking his thick uncut cock in his hand. He played with Aaron’s nut sack and cockhead teasing him.

“ No…stop..don’t do this, help! Aaron continued to scream and tried to get Tom’s hand away from him. He started to cry feeling violated. A tear dropped from each of his eyes. He didn’t know why this was happening to him.

Tom pulled the briefs down and threw them on top of Aaron’s other clothing. He ran his hands up Aaron’s abs, exploring each valley and mountain of muscled flesh. He put his index finger into Aaron’s navel and was surprise to see Aaron stop crying. He continued his adventures, twisting Aaron’s hard nipples. Aaron gasped and moaned sliding back into the chair as Tom played with his sexually charged erogenous zones. Then Tom let one of his hands wander down to Aaron’s crotch again. He pulled back Aaron’s foreskin and quickly moved it to cover his dick again. Aaron hissed and oozed a slick jet of pre-cum. He moved his hips up to meet Tom’s hand trying to fuck the circle it had made around his cock. Aaron was panting now and he desperately needed to get off. Tom pulled a visor out of his pocket and put it over Aaron’s eyes. Aaron was afraid at first, but as soon as he saw the beautiful flashing lights he knew it was ok. Tom also put circles of film on Aaron’s cock, balls and nipples. As soon as they touched his skin he convulsed as the small inducers did their work supplying extra shots of pleasure to Aaron’s nervous system.

Tom held Aaron’s hands at his side. “Relax, I want the you to focus in on colors, keep your eyes focused on the colors. I want you to keep your eyes on them no matter what you think of feel. The more you try to think of other things the more you know you must look at the colors, you need to look at them. They help you to focus; you need to stay focused. The more you look at the them the harder it will be to keep your eyes open and the more comfortable you will feel. Let yourself relax. That’s it let everything go,” Tom cooed. Tom went through this routine several times to make sure that he Aaron relaxed relaxed. He continued to masturbate Aaron as he wove the sexual cocoon around his victim. The visor sent subliminal messages of obedience to Aaron’s mind moving him closer to his fate.

"Watch the colors, follow them…relax, let your body relax, let your mind relax…think of how you like feeling this way. Listen to my voice, listen to me, trust me…trust me.," Tom said as he watched to Aaron become more comfortable.

"Tom, this isn’t right, something isn't right," Aaron said as he moaned from the mental assault on his mind.

"Everything is fine Aaron, just rest and let it happen, relax." Tom countered. As Aaron relaxed and complied with Erin's command, the unit sent a signal to Aaron's brain stimulating his pleasure center again, reinforcing his obedience. Aaron gasped and his body quivered; it was as if his body had a small orgasm. Aaron smiled and visibly relaxed. "That's it, just relax," Tom commented. As he relaxed further Aaron experienced another mini-orgasm, smiling once again as he was stimulated.

"Can't do this, I have to fight, will fight you, you can't make me do anything I don't want to, let me go," Aaron said curtly the smile off of his face. He was very getting scared. He started to sweat profusely as he tried to free himself again, squirming in the chair, the beads of water glistening against his skin, but his body still did not move as it should. "I can fight you, I won't let you do this to me!"

"It won't do you any good to fight me," Tom said matter of factly. "This technique is very effective think of how good you felt when you did as I asked.."

"Fuck you, let me go," Aaron yelled, "I'm not going to let you do this to me."

"You don't have any choice my friend, nor are you in any position to argue," Tom retorted.

Aaron continued to struggle, trying to break free himself from the stupor he was in but it was not working.

"I want you to focus on the colors. Look at the rainbow before your eyes; watch the colors as they dance. As you watch the colors change you will feel light headed it will be hard to think clearly. Look at them, you eyes cannot resist it; your eyes are drawn to the lights. As you look at the light your mind can think of nothing else," Tom recited.

Aaron tried to look away from the colors of the visor but found that his eyes could not escape the images. He was terribly horny now having been taunted by the manipulation of their pleasure centers. Each time that he looked at the changing lights a little jolt of sexual energy would stimulate him further.

"Very good Aaron, relax," Tom said. "Your cock is so hard isn't it Aaron, you want it to be touched. I want you to fuck the air with your stiff cock," Tom said with a smile.

With surprise and to his dismay Aaron felt the urge to do just as Tom had said. He was horny and his cock was so stiff, but he tried to fight the command. Aaron tried not to move his hips, but his dick betrayed him and he began to do just that. As he did the visor tantalized his body with sensual jolts. "Oh my god…it feels so good…ah, more please" the words parting Aaron's lips in short pants. As he relaxed more he began to forcefully gyrate; the visor gave another small jolt to his system making him moan.

Tom started to jack Aaron's cock off with his left hand. Aaron gasped, "no, please don't do this please, oh fuck, this isn't right, you can't do this to me." Aaron tried to move his body again, but his body betrayed him by fucking Tom's hand in a steady motion. As he did small jolts of pleasure ran through him again.

Aaron continued to fight Tom as he stroked his member. "Aaron you are so horny now aren't you," Tom asked. Aaron whimpered as he tried to fight Tom's suggestion. I want you to look at your visor, do as I ask and you will be rewarded."

 Aaron tried not to look into the visor, but his eyes were drawn in as the image had changed from the simple colors to a field of lines and colors, constantly moving, constantly changing. He knew the lines were mesmerizing him, so he tried to shut his eyes, but he found that the lights penetrated his eyelids. Eventually, he had to stop trying to hold his eyes closed and allowed the colors to flash before his eyes and as he opened them his body was infused with yet another hit of pleasure.

"Don't worry Aaron, do what I say and you will be fine. Look at the colors, watch the patterns, relax," Tom said sure that his control was growing. Beautiful patterns began to fill the screen before Aaron's eyes feeding further commands to his subconscious mind. "Relax watch the patterns, let yourself go, let me give you what you want, just do as I say." Aaron' tits were peaked at this point and his balls were drawing closer to his body waiting to release their contents. Tom played with the taught hairless sacs, causing him to moan loudly.

Aaron felt his own will slipping as he looked at the dancing color display before his eyes. He wanted to cum badly now, but he knew he should be fighting Tom more than he was. In a an effort to do something Aaron struggled to break free from his mental bondage and use his hands and legs to thwart his captor. He focused his mind as much as he could and tried to move his hands and legs. He began to move his hands, but in that instant Tom used the movement to sealed his fate. Tom spread Aaron' legs wide and he moved his head between Aaron' legs. Tom moved close to Aaron's tight hole and began to lick and suck it without stooping. Immediately, Aaron lost his concentration as he moaned, relishing these new sensations. Tom built up rhythm and stroked Aaron's cock in time with his work on the pizza boy’s ass. Aaron was lost again, his will gone.

“That’s it , let the feelings take over...relax...just relax, let all your worries go away, relax, listen to my voice, listen to me.” Aaron' eyes opened wide and his eyes rolled back in his head as more pleasure was applied to his cock, nipples and balls. Wave after wave washed over his body making him a virtual zombie.

            “I have to resist, mmmmmmm...mmmmmmm...noooooo, I can’t listen to you, this isn’t right, oh god...mmmmmmmm...oooohhhh...nooooo! It feels so good, I feel so horny, so hot.”

            “Aaron, don’t fight me, you must not resist, you must obey me, you must do what I say you must listen to me. Look at the visor, look at the beautiful colors. Tell me how good it feels, tell me how much you like it.”

            “No...must...not obey, must not look at the lights. I have to resist...mmmmmmmmmmmm...oooooooohhhhhh!”

            "Don’t fight me just let go. That's it Aaron, relax, let the pleasure take over, do what I say and the pleasure will not go away. Relax, I know it feels good, listen to me."

            Tom began to work Aaron’s prostate gland slowly inserting his finger into his tight virgin pucker. Aaron moaned furiously and began to buck his hips into the air, never having felt anything in his ass before. His dick lubed itself with pre-cum as the clear liquid erupted from his stiff steel cock and Tom worked it in along his shaft. Aaron had never had never been fucked before, but he began to move up and down on the finger in his ass, even encouraging Tom to fuck him with his finger. It felt so good to fuck himself. Slowly he moved his hips up and down on the Tom's finger pressing it against his prostate gland, taking it in him like a whore.

“Mmmmmmmmm...no, unnnnngghhhh...no...oh no, mmmmmmmm...no, oh my god, ooooooohhhhhh...,! Oh, it feels so good! Feels good to fuck myself, oh please more.!”

            “Aaron, you love me, you want to help me, you want to be happy. We all need to be closer to each other, I can help you. Look into the visor, watch the colors, watch the dancing lights. Repeat what I am saying to you. You love me, you want to help me, you want us to be happy...you need us to help you be happy. Make this easy, repeat what I am saying to you. It is the only way to make the pleasure continue. You love me, you want to be the best you can be, you want to be closer to us...you want to show us how much you love us, to make us happy...we need your help, do as I say.”

            Aaron had no choice. He needed to make the pleasure continue. He began to recite what Tom was saying. “I love you, I want to show you how much I love you, I want us to to be happy...I need you to help me become closer, so we can all be happy...you need my help, I must listen to you.” Tears poured down his cheek as he said this. He was made to repeat it dozens of times while he was finger fucked and fondled.

After each recitation, the pleasure his body was experiencing seemed to increase. He watched the colors in the visor change and he could feel himself relaxing, giving in. His body betrayed him and his mind filled with euphoria again. His arms and legs relaxed. His hips bucked at the air again as he began to whimper. The pleasure was all he could think of. “Mmmmmmmmm......oh god, it feels so good, so much easier, unnnnngggghhhhh...mmmmmmmm...oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh...!”

“That's right, let go, relax...look at the spiral...watch it spin...look at the center of the spiral...focus on the dot in the center. Relax, focus on the center, relax. Do you see the dot in the center?

            “Yes,” Aaron replied.

            “Look at the dot, you cannot move you eyes from the dot, it feels good to look at the dot. Relax...allow yourself to relax...you are finding it hard to think, relax...you must let me help you think, my voice is soothing...you are feeling so tired, you need to sleep...you are drifting to sleep, but you will be able to answer my questions. You will listen to my voice...it feels so good to listen to my voice. Do you understand?”

            “Yes, I understand.” Tom wiggled his finger against Aaron's prostate as he did as he requested. Aaron's body responded to the pleasure and it made it difficult for him to think at all. Erin continued to use this technique each time Aaron responded the way he was supposed to.

            “You must tell me the truth, you must obey me...it feels good to obey me," Tom said.

            “It feels good to obey you, I must obey you, I must tell the truth," Aaron replied.

            “Very good. Now, I want you to think of how much you love me. Think of how much you want us to be happy. Relax as you do as I say. Think of how good it feels to do as I say.”

“Yes, relaxed...feels good…I want you to be happy with me…I love you very much.”

Aaron tried not to look at the dot, but his eyes always seemed to go back to it. He tried to fight his feelings. He tried to imagine he was somewhere else, but his mind kept thinking of what the Tom told him.

            “Very good, Aaron. We have completed the first part of your training. Now, I want you to think of how much you love me. Think of how much you want us to be happy with you. Relax as you do as I say. Think of how good it feels to do as I say. Think of how horny you are, Tom began.”

‘Yes, Tom, it felt good...it felt so good…so good, I’m so horny, I want to show you how much I love you, I am so horny, oh I’m so horny.” Aaron was smiling and moved around more, as he became more sexually frustrated, caught in the dreams the Tom had created. He bucked his hips trying to make contact with anything, to make himself cum. He whimpered as the tension built and it was obvious that he wanted to cum badly.

“You like feeling that way don’t you? Relax...let the feelings take over.”

“Yes...let them take over.”

“Good boy, you will become closer to me, you will do as we say. You will make love me and to other boys. All this is perfectly natural. You will obey my wishes.”

“I will obey you. I want to make love to you and other boys. I will obey your wishes.”

“Good boy. You will enjoy making them feel good...it will arouse you... the better they feel the more aroused you will become. You will look at their bodies. Their bodies arouse you, they make you hot.”

“I will become aroused...I will obey…I will make them feel good.”

Tom moved his hand down Aaron’s taught stomach to his crotch, taking firm hold of his cock. He slowly started to slide his hand up and down the wet shaft, twisting it slightly. He ran his thumb along his cock making pre-cum ooze out of Aaron’s shaft, applying it like lube to make his hand job easier to perform. Aaron moaned and moved his hips to compliment the motions, letting his head fall back, moving it from side to side.

“This is great, stroke my cock, make me cum, make me shoot” he panted. Tom responded by speeding up his hand. Tom slowly let his other hand drop between Aaron's legs and he traced the underside of his balls with his fingers. Aaron moaned as his sensitive nuts were rolled back and forth in.

"Yeah, you like me to play with your nuts and stroke your cock don't you, you like it when your nipples are pinched don’t you. I want you to cum for me, you are so hot," Tom said.

“Tom that’s so hot, oh so hot, yeah do that more.” Aaron gasped as Tom worked over his nipples and bit the tender skin of his neck.

Aaron was moving his head from side to side, groaning, as he was brought closer and closer to orgasm. His pucker was pulsing now, waiting for Tom’s finger to enter him again. Tom bent down and started to push at Aaron's hole again with his tongue and licked his tight ball sack. He buried his face in Aaron's ass. Aaron moaned as the sensations on his pucker moved him closer to orgasm. He didn’t try to resist at all any longer, what he was feeling felt too good to think of resistance.

"Yeah, you like me to play with your hole don't you, you want me to get you off don't you, you want to be our whore don't you," Tom coaxed whispering the words into Aaron's ears.

Tom pushed his index finger deeply into his Aaron's ass. Aaron's face changed and flushed red with need. “Oh yeah…you’re going to make me cum…I'm gonna cum, please make me cum, oh yeah,” he cried out.

 The first shot hit Tom in the face and the second buried itself around and inside Aaron’s navel. His body went limp after convulsing violently from multiple orgasms. Aaron had a big dumb smile on his face and an empty glazed look in his eyes when Tom removed the visor from his face. If Aaron had been more aware he might have noticed all of the men that had been chasing him gathered around stroking their own cocks to orgasm. They were all naked now drenched in their own sweat, heated by the scene they had just seen. Cum was flying into the pool, all over the grass, and on all the tables. Aaron was now among the many devoted followers of Dr. Reshard and he could not imagine the world being otherwise.

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