Hal’s eyes focused automatically on the motion, wondering for a moment if she was going to hypnotize him like that instead. He felt a sudden, instin...tive understanding that Ramona had an infinite number of methods at her disposal to render him blank and compliant to her will. She’d said it herself, hypnosis was a state of relaxation and focus, and he knew she could direct his focus anywhere she wanted to. Hal never knew he could be so vulnerable to someone…and he never knew how delicious that. He didn’t realise her arm had moved until he felt her fingers touch his pubic hair. He froze. Had she done it intentionally? How should he stop her without hurting her feelings? What if it was unintentional and she was just falling asleep? Suggesting she was deliberately behaving inappropriately when she wasn’t would horrify her. He waited, trying to convince himself it was innocent. Her breathing was slow and shallow. She was asleep, wasn’t she? She stirred like she was half-asleep and. .trying...to hurt me...Oooh."Further venting my frustrations, when I came I pulled out of her, I turned her around and shot my cum onto her face. She groveled in it, sucking me dry. She wasn't humiliated. She was again in control, and I knew then I could never leave this relationship because she wouldn't let me.So much for all those times when she told me "If you don't feel comfortable doing this baby, then we can quit."That was a lie and I knew well now that she'd never let me stop fucking. The idea of converting a straight guy was more than a gay boy could hope for, especially a hot, muscular hung senior. Saturday morning CC woke up nude with Patrick wrapped around his body like a sweet c***d. As he looked at the boy with long curly blond hair smooth trim body and a now limp small penis, he reached down and felt the boys soft smooth hairless bubble ass. He massaged the two globes as they stuck out so temptingly from his tiny waist. The boy moaned softly, still asleep. It felt so.