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Subject: Gotta Love The Boys Chapter 3 HOLA PEEPS!! I wasn’t sure when I first started this story of hypnotizing young boys into having sexual pleasures with them was a good idea…but the feedback has been awesome. I thank you xx As always, if you wanna get in touch, my email is liciousryan@ Stay safe, Ryan GOTTA LOVE THE BOYS CHAPTER THREE The front door burst open in sheer anger and fright. Johnny scurried inside the apartment as fast as he could, and quickly ran around like a mad man to withdraw all the curtains that looked out onto the road and the sidewalk in front of the apartment building itself. His chest was heaving and his breath intake was uneven as anything. Calm down…it’s gonna be okay…you’re safe…no one is gonna lock you up… Johnny stayed silent for a few more seconds before he slowly, quiet as a mouse…dared to take a peep outside. There was no sign of the two boys that he had tried…and miserably failed to hypnotize. Or their parents. Or…the cops. For the first time since he had begin doing this insanely dangerous but highly satisfying sexualized acts of hypnotizing young boys and then having his way with them, what he had been afraid of most, had happened. One boy had managed to withstand his powers. He knew very, very well that not every person in this world could be hypnotized as in some cases, their will, and their subconscious was simply too strong to fall under his spell…but in fairness, after his two successful attempts (chapters 1 & 2) he didn’t really think that would be an issue anymore, or simply that he would deal with it when the time came. Alas…that happened to be this morning. Johnny had decided to visit the local zoo, where he knew there would he a truck load of young boys visiting, since it was the holidays right now and desperate parents tended not to know what the hell to do with their offspring, but to take them out. He wanted to avoid the mall and the local swimming pool if he could, since that was where his first two conquests had taken place. So the zoo, it was. There was several stunning boys around… my god! Typical of young boys where they were all cooped up at where the dangerous animals such as the snakes and the crocodiles were situated, while some where at the birds nests and some was even taking a look at a precious wild tiger that had been brought in the previous week. The moment he saw the two sexy ass boys more than just admiring the giant black mamba on their own, he knew those two would ne his next targets. He rubbed his hands in utter glee in thinking what he could have these two boys do to each other…and what of course he would do to them. To be fair, there was numerous signs that he should have perhaps stayed away this time…turns out the two boys were brothers. That alone should have been the cut off point really. But no…Johnny decided that he would simply suck their little ten and twelve year old kiddie cocks respectively, and be on his way. So surprise, surprise, when he had them all alone in the zoo’s toilers, and had said the magic word he had always used to hypnotize his preys…the ten year old tyke immediately fell into a deep hypnotic trance and it looked for all and sundry that it would once more be a fruitful outcome for Johnny’s peado needs. Only, the downside this time was…the kid’s twelve year old brother…had no glassy look on his face, his eyes was normal, and he was just a little more than freaked out when he saw what condition his little bro was now in. “What the hell did you do!! Vince?? Fix my brother!! Mooooom!” Johnny licked his fingers frantically out of sheer shock, in order to bring the ten year old out of his hypnotic trance and then he sped off as fast as his legs could carry him. He knew the boys would probably come after him, as well as tell their parents, who would probably alert the security guards on staff. Johnny didn’t care what the visitors thought of him as he urgently pushed and bumped into numerous angry people in trying to get the hell outta there. He got to his car as fast as he could and sped off. Inside his rear-view mirror, he could still see the twelve year old in question, the one who he had failed to hypnotize, run his little legs off towards the gate, showing and screaming for all he was worth, but Johnny knew he was okay. He was safe. Where to from here…this entire plan to hypnotize little boys and to make their bare boy bodies shudder in sexual pleasure had suddenly hit a major snag. Where it was fun before…he was now scared as shit to try out his hypnotic powers. ** I stayed inside the apartment for nearly a week, before I had the sheer guts and the balls once more to go out. Luckily the zoo was quite far from my apartment, so I was reasonably confidant that the danger was over. I took a deep breath, and solemnly breathed out all my pent up frustrations at not having to have sex with a boy in almost a week. It was time to rectify that. Now…where would be a nice public space where there would be kids…but not so many all in unison, so that I could keep remaining inconspicuous… It hit me like a hard dick on my forehead…THE LIBRARY!! Of course! Not many kids went to the library anymore these days, not what with internet and google all manisa escort over the place. However, it was still a place of solid learning, and I would bet my sweet white ass that there would be some kids there today. Older than I usually go for, most probably, but right then, it didn’t matter as much. But then being the proud peadophile I was, I would have loved a taste of pure potent eleven or twelve year old cockie cuisine. Yum! ** As I arrived, I quickly opened up a library card, just in case I wanted to do this again, if today’s attempt would turn out successful, that is. I thanked the receptionist, and entered the high ass building. My god…there was more little boys around here than I would have imagined… Loads more. Some seven and eight year olds were being busy getting entertained by a magician of some sorts that had been hired, for just that. Some older teens, dressed in very little indeed, just some tight fitting shirts and loose shorts in this blazing heat, was seated at the internet cafe that was inside the research facility. Some boys who looked closer to the age where I liked them the most, ten, eleven and twelve, was busy teaming up to build a giant 10 000 piece puzzle. I honestly didn’t knew they even made those anymore. I pretended to be interested in the books that was stashed nearby and around those kids, when I saw him…and holy fucking shit… Imagine Luke Dunphy from Modern Family in Seasons 5-6…where he had suddenly in the space of a year evolved from a dorky little irritating shit to a healthy, wide eyed, handsome, beautiful, cutie…that brown curly hair got me every single time, to be honest…and whilst not an exact carbon copy of the character, he had some features of “Luke” on him that made my dick tremble inside my jeans. I knew I had to have him. I only prayed that his will wasn’t too strong to fight off my hypnotic powers like the boy at the zoo did. Please god…he was smiling broadly, he was so nice to everyone around him, his eyes proper lit up every time they had found a correct piece that fitted in to complete the puzzle…I had to…HAD TO see what he looked like underneath his baggy shirt and shorts. His lips were so wet…and pink…a true boy wonder. Now, I had to wait and pray he wanted to use the toilet at some point, because that was the only way I could possibly him alone. Tragedy threatened to strike me down as another man suddenly came over and placed his arm around the boy. “Ready to go, Frankie?” he asked. I had a scowl on my face as big as the Sahara desert…oh, he was allowed to touch this little Angel from god, but I wasn’t? The boy excitedly pointed to the puzzle and did not stop smiling for a second. He seemed to look older than he was in reality, but I didn’t think much of it, at the time. “We fixed it! We totally did! Do we HAVE to go?” he whined, clearly not willing to leave just yet, which of course played tight into my grubby little hands. “Afraid so, buddy. I’ll quickly go take a leak for the road, and then we can go. Okay?” “Okay, Daddy.” Sweet Lord. This man was his father. Which twelve year old boy still called his father “daddy”? Weird. A devilish idea crashed through my mind. If this worked…I’d have enough jack off material for months to come. I’m a sick bastard, I knew that. The dad wasn’t bad looking at all. This was it. I hoped badly my plan would work. ** Following the dad into the toilet, I heard him inside one of the cubicles. Was he one of those men who preferred the privacy in a public toilet even to just take a piss? Because that’s totally what he was doing. I could hear him lol. I positioned myself in front of the cubicle so that he would be forced into looking me in to my eyes when he came out. I waited patiently for him to finish up and when he flushed, so did my heart. What if it didn’t work again? What if he realised what I was up to and sucker punched me straight into next week? No time like the present, to find out, I supposed. The door of the cubicle swung open. The dad of the beautiful boy outside looked straight into my eyes as he started to head for the basin to wash his hands. Very responsible. His eyes was still on me as he probably tried to figure out why the fuck I was staring at him. “LISTEN!” Within a slight second, he stopped walking, his hands still out in front of him, and he had a white, powdery, glossy look inside his eyes. “Yes! Yeah man!” I hissed to myself as I was now officially one step away from completing my plan. The next part was totally up to him. “Can you hear me?” I asked, tentatively. “Yes…” the handsome dad replied, his voice robotic as I had ever heard any hypnotee. “Good. You will do everything I say, right down to the last order. Understood?” “I will do everything you say…” came the automatic response. “I want you to go and fetch your son from inside the library. You will have no memory of what has just happened. You will bring him inside here. You would WANT to do so with all your might. Do you understand?” “I understand…” came the voice one more time. What a shame…if he was thirty years younger… ** I waited patiently for the dad to return. He was still under hypnosis. I just hoped that little boy didn’t realise that maraş escort his dad was not…well, normal right about now. I told the dad to bring the kid here with everything inside him. If the boy refused…my hypnosis could make the dad violent in his mission to complete my order, that I knew. I certainly hoped not. The bathroom door opened yet again and low and behold…in walked a very, very confused little boy along with his still, very much under my control, dad in tow. “I really don’t need to go pee pee…” the boy started to reiterate to his dad, when his eyes fell on mine. I didn’t waste any time. “LISTEN!” I couldn’t believe my luck…the boy nearly damn well doubled over from falling under my hypnotic spell, that I had to rush forward to keep him from landing smack bang on his face. I positioned him upright, and finally, he was able to stand on his own two feet. Speaking about feet, I literally had the world at my disposal now. I could send the dad away and I could get busy with that little boy’s kiddie penis in seconds. But no…that insane thought that had crossed my mind earlier just wouldn’t let me do that. “Frankie, what is your father’s name?” I asked the little tyke, waving my palm in front of his face, which brought on no emotion whatsoever. He was really tight under my spell, and I started to wonder how old this kid really was. Up close now he looked way younger than twelve as I had originally thought. “My dad’s name is Jack…” Frankie answered in the usual robotic tone that all my victims had. “Great. Frankie, can you take off all your clothes for me? ALL…of them…” Frankie didn’t say anything. He simply reached out and removed the T-shirt that he was wearing, exposing his kiddie chest to the bathroom tiles. His nipples was just so darn cute, it looked oh so, yummy… juicy and so tender…his kiddie stomach looked like a child’s should. Baby fat all over the show, slim enough that I could see he was active a little, but further just a gorgeous as fuck boy, without his shirt, with his little chest heaving now with sheer excitement. Next, he reached down and without thinking, as he was thoroughly hypnotized, he removed his shorts, so that only his Pokemon underwear showed from the front. His bubble butt was so much like a little boy’s…I literally wanted to get my face in there and never stop making love to his virgin, premature little hole. As he was reaching for his underwear I had another idea. “Frankie, stop. Jack, get on your knees.” The dad immediately, with glassy eyes and an even more deranged look than his son had possessed, knelt in front if his darling Frankie, so that his face was facing the little man’s groin. “Jack, take off Frankie’s underwear.” By now, I was hard as fuck inside my trousers. Hypnosis rules! I gripped my clothed dick inside my palm and moaned in sheer anticipation as I saw, as if inside a dream, how Jack’s fingertips didn’t hesitate for a second, to reach into the sides of his boy’s underwear, and he pulled if off without question. My God. Holy…mother of everything good and pure. That…that wasn’t the dick of a twelve year old. “Frankie…how old are you?” The little boy swallowed, before looking ay nothing in particular… “I am nine years old…” Shit. SHIT! What the hell? The kid looked like he belonged in junior high! Was the little shit lying? Urgh, of course he couldn’t be, he was under hypnosis for God’s sake! I was very tempted to stop this. I didn’t know whether I wanted to go on knowing how young Frankie really was. His body might have looked twelve but his dick was that of a nine year old boy. It hung down from his groin at apparently one inch in length. I hated to admit it…but the idea of sucking off a nine year old had my balls burning inside their sacks. “Jack…give Frankie a blowjob.” I had to do it. I just had to. It was like I had been under hypnosis myself and had lost control of my vocal chords. ** I don’t think my cock had ever been this hard before in my life. Jack, with no knowledge of what he was doing…and from the way he had flirted with several of the women inside said library earlier, I had no doubt in my mind that this DILF was straight as an arrow. Which is why…he was now gonna suck off his pre teen boy. “Geez…he’s really doing it…” I hissed through out clenched teeth as I saw Jack touch his son’s immature little dickie and slurped it right up in his mouth, without a care in the world. Something must have registered through the thick mist in Frankie’s brain because he released a mouse like sound from his throat as his nine year old dickie was sexually stimulated for the very first time in his young life. Jack, with no previous experience of giving a man a blowjob I would think, bobbed up and down on Frankie’s hard as nails two inch penis. I came ever closer…and I knelt down next to the boy. His slender kiddie boy hips was gyrating like he had been having sex for years. His boy chest was doing all the work…his eyes were open, but it was still glassed over…his sweet pink boy lips was wide open …his tongue was half hanging out of the corner of his mouth… “Frankie, look at me.” He did as he was told. “Now kiss me…” I took Frankie’s nine mardin escort year old, unblemished, beautiful boy face inside my hands and brought his mouth to mine. It was unforgettable. Tasting his boy lips which had a subtle hint of caramel sweets inside them, blew my mind. I confined to kiss his lips and he made every attempt that he could in order to kiss me back. I ran my fingers through his clean hair, the smell of apple shampoo flirting through the air as I did so. I pulled his face closer to mine and continued to snog the nine year old, whilst his father gave him the blowjob of a life time. It was time for me though, to sample that kiddie cockie… “Jack, stop sucking your son’s penis and kiss him.” The DILF immediately allowed the rock hard nail to drop from his mouth, so that I could finally get a good enough look at the kiddie organ. Man, oh man…it was small, but it was PULSING unlike any of the boy’s dicks I had seen since I had starting my hypnotic adventures. Stretching to the heavens in pure hardness. I took it inside my hand, and if I was a blind man, I wouldn’t have known the damn difference between this kid’s dick, and a fucking steel pipe. My mouth watered to taste his boyish goodness. I had plenty of action going on upwards from me, as father and son was busy chewing each other’s lips off. Their incestuous kiss was raw, passionate…it damn well seemed like the dad was trying his best, even under a hypnotic spell, to taste every corner and every crevice of his nine year old’s sweet, sweet mouth. Meanwhile, I had a kiddie cock to enjoy. His pre cummy juices seemed to explode onto my tongue as soon I as touched it. Once more his groin hit my face as his body responded to his nature. Even though he was a boy of a mere nine years old, age didn’t ask when it came to sex. He was a male…and this was what males did. I used his dickie like I would have applied lipstick to my lips…over and over I had his cock head twirl onto my beak before I leaned down and engulfed it. A roar escaped from his tummy and his mouth at the same time. I looked upwards from his hard dinkie in my mouth…and sure as sam…Jack the DILF was now in a full on snog with his son. I pleasured and slurped every ittie bottie inch of that kiddie penis that it had to offer. I have never ever sucked a boy this young, not did I ever think I would. His small, marble sized ballies was jiggling around like grapes on a vineyard …I had both of those little orbs a tight squeeze as I kept applying pressure to his fuck stickie. Having his dear old dad kiss him and having his nine year old dick sucked, hard…and having his little boy testis rolled around and near damn caressed inside my warm hand was more than enough he could take. He rammed his two incher inside my beak, my tongue nearly missing his target, as I felt his cockhead beginning to quiver and flare. “Ooooooh…ohhhh…” the little boy cooed, not even knowing what the fuck was really happening. I kept his cock head firmly onto my tongue and continued my assault on the kid’s dick…and at last his piss slit seemed to open and try its utter best to release what would have been a torrent of teenage sperm if he was years older, but of course it wasn’t meant to be. I kept on sucking him gently, making sure to lick, slurp and tickle his little boy stick until it was beginning to lose its hardness. Frankie was even more dazed than he was until now. He looked like he was about to pass out. First orgasms sometimes did that to a boy, especially one this young. Jack was still busy kissing his son’s neck…his shoulder blades, his cheeks and his lips over and over until I realised I should have ordered him to actually stop. “Jack…you may stop kissing Frankie, immediately.” Jack did just that, and stood seemingly unwilling to, in the corner of the bathroom. “Jack, Frankie…when I snap my fingers, you will forget everything that just took place. You will go on with your normal lives. Neither of you will ever remember what you both did this afternoon. Understood?” “Yes…” came the once more automatic reply from both father and son. I looked around and then decided to play it safe. “Jack, help Frankie put his clothes back on.” As Jack helped his son as per my orders, I walked into a toilet cubicle and closed the door. They would still be able to hear me click my fingers from behind. I peeked over the railing of the cubicle to see if Frankie was dressed, and when he was finally was, I snapped the fingers as promised. Quickly, I flushed the toilet, and opened the door like no man’s business. Where these two had been entertained in pure proper incest just ten minutes ago, you would have never said it…as Jack was busy helping Frankie wash his hands at the basin. “Cute kid you got there!” I said as they both laid eyes on me. No recognition whatsoever. “I know, right? Gives me all my days! Come on, race you to the car!” Jack said, allowing Frankie to squeal in delight as father and son made their way out of the bathroom. I smirked. They will never remember what had happened. Jack giving his nine year old son a blowjob…my god, even I didn’t think I’d ever go that far. To be honest, that nine year old dickie tasted pretty good. Who knows…maybe I should try them out even younger in the future…? ** THANKS FOR READING!! Thank you to CJ, for suggesting the idea of hypnotizing a father and son into sexual pleasures xx Feedback is always welcome. Lemme know WHO Johnny should have fun ail

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