The S-Club Boys
By
This story features male/male sex and hypnosis. This is a work of fiction
and is not meant to suggest anything about the sexuality of the male members
of the band S-Club 7.
"Well this is fucking great.", said Bradley, "The girls get
whisked away to
Paris for the weekend and we're left stuck in a boring hotel in London."
"Yeah, and what's more, we've been told we're not to go out all weekend,
even for a drink." said Paul.
"That's because the record company are too worried about what you might
get
up to if you go out without a minder." joked Jon.
The boy's moped around the hotel for the whole day, watching television,
although there wasn't much to choose from as the hotel only had terrestrial
television - no satellite or adult film channels.
After they'd eaten their evening meal, Jon said "Come on guys, we've got
to
be able to think of something we can do that's more fun."
Paul looked up from his book and said "Well, if you want a bit of fun, I
could try hypnotising you or Bradley. I learnt how to do it a couple of
year's ago."
"You've gotta be kidding" replied Jon, "there's no way that you
could
hypnotise me. Besides where's the fun for me in being made to do thinks
that'll make me look stupid in front of the two of you."
"Well," said Paul, "if you don't think that I can do it, then
you've got
nothing to loose by letting me try. If I don't succeed then you'll have the
last laugh."
After arguing about it for a while Jon finally agreed to let Paul try and
hypnotise him, still protesting that there was no way that he was going to
be hypnotised.
"OK" said Paul "Sit down on this chair in front of me."
"Where's your watch," said Jon "aren't you supposed to wave a
watch in my
face."
"I don't need a watch." said Paul "All you need to do is listen
very
carefully to what I say, and stare deeply into my eyes. Don't let anything
else distract you. Just concentrate on what I'm saying to you. Feel your
body relax as you stare into my eyes. Look into the blackness of my
pupils, search deeper into that pool, if you look really carefully you'll
see something very special."
Bradley sat watching this display with an amused grin on his face. He
didn't really believe that Paul was going to succeed in hypnotising Jon, but
at least it was more interesting than moping around.
"OK Jon, can you feel your body relaxing. If feels so relaxing to
just
listen to my voice, stare into my eyes and forget about all your other
care's and worries." Paul was whispering now, forcing Jon to concentrate
on
hearing every word. "Feel your whole body relaxing. It's
getting harder
and harder to keep your eyes open, but it's important that you keep staring
into my eyes as long as possible, keep searching for that special something
deep in my eyes."
Bradley was amazed to see Jon's body start to sag in the chair he was
sitting in. His eyelids started to flutter as he struggled to keep them
open. For a moment he thought that Jon might just be pretending for a
laugh.
"Jon" said Paul "Are you feeling relaxed?"
"Yesss" muttered Jon "feeling so relaxed and sleepy."
"That's OK" said Paul "Its fine to fall asleep whilst you listen
to my
voice. Close your eyes and sleep, you'll still be able to hear my voice,
all the time making you feel more relaxed."
Jon's eyes fluttered a few more times then closed. His body sagged even
further he almost fell off the chair, but Paul reached out and steadied him.
"Jon, even though you are asleep, you can stay sitting upright in your
chair" said Paul, which immediately caused Jon to pull himself back up in
his chair, though his eyes remained closed.
That's it" said Paul to Bradley "I think he's under."
"No shit" said Bradley "this is wild. I didn't think you'd be
able to do
it."
"OK, we'll start with a few easy instructions just to reinforce the trance
and get him used to obeying my voice."
"Jon, can you hear me?" Said Paul.
"I can hear you." Said Jon.
"OK, I'm gonna give you some instructions, and it'll feel really good to
carry them out. Each instruction I give you that you carry out will give you
a thrill of pleasure. Do you understand"
"Yes" replied Jon.
"Right. I want you to put your hands on your head." Jon slowly
raised his
arms and put his hands on his head. As he completed the task, his body
shuddered and he gave a groan of pleasure. Paul continued for a few more
minutes giving Jon some simple commands. Jon complied with each command and
reacted each time to the wave of pleasure that coursed through his body.
Bradley, impatient to get Jon to do some embarrassing things, urged Paul to
move things along. Paul said to Jon "Listen, carefully Jon, from now
on
you'll want to obey any command you hear in this room whoever gives it,
OK?"
Jon murmured that he'd understood the instruction and Paul told Bradley to
give it a shot.
"Bark like a dog." Said Bradley.
Immediately, Jon started barking whilst sitting in the chair. Bradley
burst
out laughing but Paul was unimpressed. "That's not very
embarrassing." he
said, "Jon, you're not just barking like a dog, you are a dog."
Jon dropped off the chair onto his hands and knees and scampered around the
room barking away. Paul and Bradley sat back on the sofa and both laughed
at Jon's antics.
Bradley asked Paul "He won't remember any of this when you bring him
around
will he? It'd be much more fun if he was aware of the embarrassing things
he was doing."
Paul replied "I can arrange that" and turning to Jon he said
"Jon, stop
being a dog and return to sitting in the chair."
Once Jon was sat back in his chair Paul continued "OK Jon, from now on,
you
will be completely aware of everything you are doing. However, you won't
be
able to resist doing what ever we ask you to do. No matter how embarrassed
what we ask you makes you feel, you'll have no choice but to comply with out
orders."
Jon opened his eyes and looked at Paul and Bradley and said "What happened
to me. I can't remember anything. Did you succeed in hypnotising
me?"
"Yes, I did" said Paul. "In fact you are still hypnotised.
Right now you're
ass feels really itchy, you really need to scratch your ass, even though
it'll be embarrassing to do it in front of us."
Jon started squirming in his seat and looked very uncomfortable for a moment
before he shot to his feet and shoved his hand down the back of his trousers
to start scratching at his ass. "Oh shit," he said "this is so
embarrassing
but I can't stop myself."
Bradley and Paul just laughed and then Paul said "OK, your ass has stopped
itching but now you feel really horny. As you sit there, you're going to
feel more and more turned on. You'll really want to play with your dick
but
not in front of us. You'll want us to leave the room so you can take your
dick out and wank. You'll get more and more turned on by the need to play
with your dick that even if we refuse to leave you'll have to play with
it."
Paul and Bradley watched Jon and sure enough within seconds they could see
his cock hardening in his tracksuit bottoms, making quite a tent in them.
Jon tried to cover his hard with his arms, he started to squirm in his seat
even more. He suggested that they all go down to the bar for a drink before
bed. "OK" said Paul "lets go."
"You guys go ahead" said Jon, "I'll be down in a minute."
"That's Ok" said Bradley "We'll wait for you."
Jon wriggled around a bit longer and then suddenly grabbed his crotch and
shouted "Fuck, I'm sorry guys but I'm just so horny I can't help
myself."
Paul said "Shit Jon, you go ahead, if you're that turned on. Don't
worry
that you're wanking your dick in front of two other guys.
Jon's face turned red with embarrassment but he continued to rub at his cock
through his tracksuit trousers.
Bradley asked "Hey Jon, what do you think about when you have a wank to
help
you get off."
Jon's face went even redder. "Don't ask me that guy's that's really
personal.".
"Come on, Jon" added Paul "You know that you've got to tell
us."
Jon started sobbing with shame as stuttered "I...think...about....Paul
shoving his cock down my throat." He buried his face in his
hand and
started crying uncontrollably, although the programming held as he continued
to grope at his crotch with his hands.
Paul looked absolutely dumbfounded and Bradley gasped. "Fuck Paul,
we've
made him admit that he's queer for you."
Paul smirked and said "Yeah, and he can never forget that he's told us.
This is gonna change a few things in this band for Mr fresh faced and
innocent."
"OK Jon" he said taking his own rapidly hardening cock out of his
jeans,
"time to make your dreams come true."
Jon looked up at Paul's cock waving in mid air in front of his face. He
shook his head violently and said "No way, Paul. I'm not actually gonna do
it."
Paul smiled at Jon and said "But Jon, you know you want to suck my cock,
you
need to feel it sliding down your throat. If you don't suck it your going to
feel physically sick."
Jon continued to shake his head for a while, but he realised that the
hypnosis was still working. He started to feel as though he would throw
up
and he realised that the only way to stop it was to do as Paul said. So,
he
opened his mouth and gently moved his head towards Paul's cock, which was
now dripping pre cum in anticipation. He drew the cock into his mouth
running his tongue over the head and around the shaft and then tightened his
lips around the shaft and began to suck.
"Shit that feels good" groaned Paul. Bradley watched in
amazement and
subconsciously started groping at his own hard on. Jon worked on Paul's
cock like a real expert, deep throating him with ease and Paul turned on by
the whole experience felt himself quickly building to orgasm. With a cry of
"I'm cumming" Paul's dick exploded cum which Jon eagerly lapped
up. Paul
fell back on the sofa with a satisfied grin on his face. Bradley jumped
to
his feet and pulled out his own dick shoving it at Jon's face "My turn,
you
cocksucker. Suck my dick." Jon immediately complied sucking on Bradley's
cock until he too exploded with an orgasm.
Jon's own climax came without him even get his cock out of his tracksuit
bottoms, the cum pulsed out of his dick and soaked into the material as he
sat passively awaiting further instructions.
Paul composed himself and said "Ok Jon, we're finished for now. In a
minute
you are going to wake up. You will remember everything that's happened to
you during this hypnosis, but you will not be able to tell anyone else about
it. You will not be able to hurt Bradley or myself in anyway. If you hear
the words tutti frutti ice cream, you will immediately feel the need to give
whoever says it a blow job. OK, now I'll count to 10 and then you'll be
awake. 1...2...3..4...5...6...7...8...9...10".
Jon's jumped up from the floor glared at both Bradley and Paul and ran to
his bedroom slamming the door behind him. Paul and Bradley could hear him
sobbing away in his bedroom. "Shit Paul," said Bradley
"This is terrible,
don't you think it would be better to make him forget all about it?"
"No way," said Paul "I want that guy to remember what's happened
to him and
to live in fear of us making him do it again.
Success for S Club 7 continued for several more months, although the girls
wondered about Jon's change of character. He was no longer the bubbly fun
loving guy that he used to be. He was now always moody and he barely spoke
to Paul and Bradley. Whatever had happened that weekend, Paul and Bradley
weren't saying and neither was Jon.
Finally, there was a scandal when the band were appearing live on a Saturday
morning children's programme. Talking about likes and dislikes, the male
presenter of the show said that he liked tutti frutti ice cream.
Immediately, Jon dropped to his knees in front of the presenter and started
pawing at his crotch trying to undo his trousers. Viewers watching the
programme saw no more however, as a "temporary fault" card appeared
on the
screen. In the studio meanwhile, the band's minders were trying to pull
Jon
away from the presenter. Jon was difficult to restrain and started
sobbing
that he needed to suck his dick and promising that he'd give the guy a
wonderful blow job.
Paul realised that he would have to hypnotise Jon again to take away the
suggestion. He went to the dressing room that Jon had been locked in
until
he'd calmed down only to find as he opened the door Jon on his knees sucking
the massive erect cock of the presenter. The presenter shot his load down
Jon's throat shrugged his shoulders and Paul and walked out of the room.
Paul hypnotised Jon again and removed the suggestion. However, it was too
late to stop the damage Jon left the band who tried to continue as S Club 6,
but things were never the same again.