An Exquisite Downfall - Chapter 4

“Wh-when I snap my fingers, you will be fully awake, but you will be unable to move.”

Aaron’s hands were shaking as he was getting ready to snap. He couldn’t get out of his head how much hated Ryan Masters. How much he wanted to be Ryan Masters. And now he had full control?

“What do I do with him?” He thought to himself. “Where do I start?” He could of course fuck him like Brad did, but that was boring. It was so passe. Aaron wanted to go deeper. Fuck with his psyche. Make Ryan feel small the way Aaron was always made to feel by him. He had an idea.

Snap.

Ryan shook the cobwebs loose but otherwise stayed perfectly still.

“Whuzza… ahem… whoa, sorry Aaron, must’ve dozed off there. What’s going on?”

“Oh nothing. Ya know just hanging out. Brad and Cooper went to discuss something private.”

“Ah, I see.”

“Ryan, tell me truthfully what do you think it would take for me to become Partner, like you?”

“Honestly Aaron, a hell of a fucking lot since you seem to be such a fuckup.”

That stung, but it was nothing new. He’s heard Ryan say much worse.

“Let’s start with how you dress. You look like a slob. Sure we’ve been drinking tonight but you look like this all the time. I mean half the time I see you walking down the halls with your shirt untucked. And a simple knot tie? Really? Can’t even manage a half Windsor?”

“I…. I don’t know how…” Aaron murmured, forgetting the control he had for a moment.

“Aaron, you can google everything nowadays. You’re just lazy. You have zero drive, and it shows.”

“Stop!” and Ryan closed his mouth.

Aaron took stock of Ryan’s state of dress. It seemed his pants had been ripped from Brett’s time with him, but otherwise Ryan had somehow managed to keep his suit impeccable despite all of the evenings hijinks.

“Okay Ryan, if I dress so badly, why don’t you dress me up then. Take off my tie and shirt.”

“About time you asked me for some fashion advice, you slob.” Ryan said and immediately began to pull at Aaron’s tie.”

“Closer” Aaron ordered, and Ryan stepped further in as pulled the tie out from around Aaron’s neck and began unbuttoning Aaron’s shirt. Aaron’s face hovered over Ryan’s, pondering if a kiss was appropriate.

“Slow down,” Aaron ordered, “Pretending your unbuttoning a lovers blouse.”

“Geeze I didn’t take you for such a creep, Aaron. Like to be made to feel like a lady, do ya?” Ryan retorted, but followed the request never the less. Aaron reached around and gripped Ryan’s ass, his pointer finger circling Ryan’s punished hole. He pulled his hand back when felt a bit of Brett’s seed spill out, and wiped it on Ryan’s pants, but then resumed gripping Ryan’s globular cheeks.

The last button undone, Ryan slid Aaron’s shirt off his shoulders exposing a scrawny body.

“Now,” Aaron whispered, his hot breathe flowing over Ryan’s Lips, “Take your shirt and tie off for me. Do it seductively like a stripper. And with every twist of the tie and button you undo your brains gonna get dumber and dumber and your ability to dress yourself will get sloppier and sloppier.”

“What do you mean? You cant just make that happen to-“ Ryan realized his hands had moved to his tie and had begun to untie his tie.

“You… you can’t do this to me, bro… My brains, my style, it’s all I…” He pulled the tie off his neck and flourished it around Aaron’s before dropping it on the ground. A dumb smile appeared on his face.

“Whut was I saying?” He asked as his hips began gyrating and he began pulling at his suit jacket and allowing it to slide smoothly down his arms.

“Whut am I doing wearing this stuffy shirt. Ew,” His hips still gyrating, Ryan began unbuttoning his dress shirt, slowly and methodically, revealing a lean sculpted body. He wasn’t a jock by any means, but kept himself trim and tucked.

After taking his shirt off his, he shook his head. “Whoa, I’m feelin’ kinda funny haha. I musta drunk a lot”

A dark smile was plastered on Aaron’s face.

“Yeah dude, you drunk so much. Your so dumb you don’t know when to stop do you.”

“Naaahhhh dude. Hey you think Coops got any more beer?”

“I’m sure he does, but that’s not important right now.”

“Aww why not bro?”

“Cuz you were about to help me get dressed. Pick up the shirt, tie, and jacket and put them on me. You’ll no longer be a slob so long as your putting stuff on me. Be sure to tuck in the shirt… bro.”

“Fuck yeah bro. Always happy to help my buddy out.”

“And as you put these clothes on me, you’ll understand how much smarter I am than you. How much better I am than you. How much cooler I am than you. And how much sexier I am than you. Understood.”

“I dunno man that seems like a lot to remember.”

“Just get me dressed. Your subconscious will remember anyways. I think…”

“My what? Aww never mind, I don’t really care. Hue hue. We gotta getchu dressed or you’ll catch a cold.”

Ryan enthusiastically grabbed the shirt and began ran the sleeve up Aaron’s arm. Aaron chuckled at his exuberance. It seemed taking a bit of his intelligence away had knocked him down a peg and made him humble. Some part of Aaron wished he could keep Ryan like this forever. But no, Coop would never allow it… Would he? No way… He had made Ryan his own personal hypnotic boytoy. He had just lent Aaron and Brett the keys tonight. Unless…

Aaron pondered how exactly it was that Cooper triggered Ryan into this state. He had said “Hypno Boytoy” of course, that was clear enough. But did it have to be Cooper that triggered it. The only person who would know for sure was currently buttoning up the dress shirt that hung loosely off of Aaron’s torso and ended up bit too high up his forearms in the sleeves.

“Hey Ryan?” Aaron whispered.

“Hue, yeah bud?”

“When I snap my fingers you will be fully conscious of all that has happened to you since Cooper first started hypnotising you, way back in college. You will continue dressing me, and will be unable to shout or call for help, or harm me in any way. You will answer any question I ask openly and honestly. Do you understand?”

“Uhh I guess.”

Snap. Ryan shook his head.

“Whoa.” Horror filled Ryan’s eyes, as he began to tie the tie around Aaron’s neck. He looked at Aaron.

“Aaron, please you have to help me. You have to undo this. Living like this is torture. I’m not even gay, but Cooper just treats me like a piece of meat.”

“What makes you think I want to help you?”

Ryan swallowed hard and tightened the full Windsor knot that was wrapped around Aaron’s Collar. “Because you haven’t tried to fuck be yet. Not like Cooper. Or Brett. Or any of the other dudes Cooper’s lent me out to.”

“Other dude? How many times has Cooper lent you out?”

“God, so many times.” Ryan stuck his hand down Aaron’s pants to begin tucking in his shirt. Realization struck his face ashe grasped Aaron’s firm hard on. “Oh god. You're enjoying this… um. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been lent out. But nobodies thought to awaken me completely. Not like this.”

“So you’ve never been fully conscious of it?”

“We’ll no, sometimes Cooper wakes me up… to have some fun… or that’s what he calls it at le-“

“Tell me. The first time. When Cooper first got you hypnotized… did he say that he had to be the one to say your trigger phrase?”

Ryan’s face became pallid. He realized then why Aaron woke him up. Still he could not help but Answer. For that is how he has been programmed. “No… he just said “Whenever you hear the words ‘Hypno Boy Toy’. Nobodies ever tried it, but I think it would work on me all the same.”

Aaron smiled and nodded. And after a moment said “Thank you Ryan. Now when I snap my fingers, you will return to your dumbed down state, completely ignorant of any hypnosis you may or may not have experienced.

“Wait, Aaron, no ple-“ SNAP. “Whoa dude, must be spaced out for a minute there. All of a sudden your all dressed up! Oh! But you forgot one thing!”

Ryan bent over, exposing his leaking hole to Aaron who palmed his crotch in spite of himself. He normally wasn’t one for sloppy seconds, but had to admit Ryan looked good bent over, especially all dumbed down like he was. The moment ended as Ryan picked up his suit jacket to give to Aaron.

“Can’t forget the best part of the suit!” Ryan said, as he went around Aaron, helping him slide the jacket on.

When he was finished, Aaron looked in the mirror. Sure the suit was a bit on the small side in a couple areas but he had to admit he looked good.

“Okay Ryan, it’s time to treat me with the respect I deserve. Get on your knees and pull out my cock.”

Ryan did so and Aaron watched himself in the mirror. He knew that his time with this hypno boy toy was almost up tonight. But soon he would have him for good.