Hypnotized

I was always the outcast in my family, as a "surprise baby" for my parents I was the youngest by a wide margin, with my closest sister in age twelve years older than me. When I came out as gay early in life it was not well revived, and I left home moving to the west coast as soon as I could legally go. I still follow the family on social media and get invitations to the occasional holiday get together but I am always conveniently busy on those days and politely decline. Now at twenty-eight I live my own life as a personal trainer to the rich and powerful of LA and have not seen any family in person for ten years.

So, I was surprised to get a text from my nephew Liam saying he was going to be in LA for a while and wanted to see if he could stay with me. The last time I saw him he was just a kid but at eighteen now he was a grown-up. My initial instinct was to say no but it was unfair to punish him just because the rest of our family were assholes and reading between the lines on his social media, I suspected he may be gay too or perhaps Bi and he possibly wanted to talk to the only uncle who would understand.

As the rideshare from the airport dropped him off, I noticed he had the driver carry his bags to the front door. Not a great start I thought, if he was an arrogant little shit this would be a short trip. Pushing aside the thought I greeted him with a friendly hug and showed him inside, notably not helping with his bags. I did see a slight look of surprise as I stood back and let him carry in his own bags, but he did not say anything.

"Hey Uncle Steve, thanks for letting me stay a while." Liam offered in a friendly tone.

I replied, "You're welcome here, make yourself at home, I will show you around and get you set up in the guest room, but your flight came in late, so I suggest we catch up more tomorrow."

The following morning, I got up early, did a five-mile run and forty laps in my pool before putting on sweatpants and t-shirt to make breakfast. Just in case he was a brat I did not want to spoil Liam, so I made enough coffee for both of us, but I only squeezed one glass of fresh juice and poured myself a bowl of vitamin fortified fiber rich cereal and almond milk. Halfway through my late breakfast Liam came stumbling into the kitchen, hair askew, rubbing his eyes, clearing having just woken up.

I did not mean to stare but I froze in place as I looked up from my bowl, a drop of almond milk still dripping down my chin. Liam had walked in wearing only old worn-out white briefs with holes in them that his mom probably brought for him too many years ago. His hands were down the front scratching his fading morning wood as he yawned loudly. Liam was in much better shape than I had realized last night, his abdominal muscles and chest rippled with lean hard muscles. His hairless skin was smooth like fresh cream with no blemishes. If I had seen him on the street, I would have thought he was an underwear model or that he had stepped out of an Abercrombie catalog from twenty years ago.

Finishing his yawn, he confidently walked over pulling the hand out of his worn undies and wiped the drop of almond milk off my chin, before licking his finger. "Oh, Almond milk! Mom would never let us have that in the house, can I have a bowl?" he asked as he sat down. I was so mesmerized by him that I almost did what he asked but I stood up and shook my head to clear it before replying.

While pouring him a cup of coffee, "Almond milk and cereal are in the fridge and the juicer and a bowl of oranges are on the counter, feel free to help yourself." I felt proud of myself, if Liam was going to survive his visit to the west coast, he had to be independent and not expect people to just do things for him like he probably had back at home. Liam had a sad pout for only a moment that almost broke me, and would have had me serving him, had he not stopped in time and helped himself.

Watching him pour a pouch of unmarked powder into his juice I injured, "Oh this? It's a special blend of vitamins and antioxidants that helps my skin stay fresh," pausing to evaluate me, "I have extra if you want some? It's the least I could do in return for you letting me stay here." This was good I thought, maybe he is not the selfish prick I feared, I was putting too much of the family bias on him and judging to much from the one moment with the driver. Feeling it was rude to refuse, I accepted and watched him open a second pouch pouring it into my juice.

After I finished drinking the juice I was cleaning my dishes when Liam put his bowl in the sink. I was about to remind him he needed to do things himself, but I unexpectedly felt a little flush and changed my mind at the last minute and cleaned his bowl too. As I was doing his dishes I offered, "You know Liam it may be time to retire that underwear it served way past its expiration date." Looking down he struck a finger through one of the holes and pulled on it, I briefly had a glance at an impressive cock for such a skinny twink like boy before looking away.

"You know what you're right uncle. Thanks, you can take me shopping later, that's sweet of you." Again, I was about to tell him that I had meant he could take the bus to the mall when I felt flush again and agreed to take him shopping later. "I guess I don't need these anymore" Liam said as he pulled off his underwear and tossed them into the refuse bin in the perfect imitation of a basketball player making a three-point shot. Despite my best efforts my eyes locked in on his pale naked perfect peach shaped ass as he walked out of the kitchen without looking back at me.

While we were heading to the mall, I decided that if Liam was going to be hanging out in LA, he would need more than just clean white briefs, so I changed direction and took him to the upscale shopping neighborhood many of my wealthy clients shopped at. I probably went a little overboard buying him designer Dior briefs, and a couple sets of Dsquared2 clubwear and beach clothing, but I had plenty of money and I figured why not splurge on my nephew.

When I was doing my evening workout, I was feeling good, better than usual. Being nice to Liam had really given me a little endorphin rush and I reflected on how it feels nice to be nice to him. Walking past the living room that evening I saw him playing a VR game he had packed in his luggage. Seeing him sitting there unaware of me in the goggles I was able to admire how good he looked in the new clothing.

"Hey Uncle, are you ok?" I looked up from his abs and legs to notice he had taken off the goggles and was looking at me looking at him. "Oh, you want to try the game?" he offered. Quick to grab the excuse he offered instead of admitting I was starting to lust for my nephew I sat down as he put the VR Headset on me. "Ok it's your first time so I will set the game up for you, just look into the black and white swirls and try and find an object." I did.

Laying in my bed I woke up with a bit of a headache as the sunrise broke through my window. Having missed my normal wake up time I did half my normal run and only took a quick dip in the pool to cool off instead of my usual laps. I wanted to thank Liam for being such a good sport and showing me his game. Come to think of it I don't remember how that ended, I was looking at the swirls and the next thing I remember I woke up. I shrugged my shoulders thinking I must just be overtired.

I made a big breakfast of veggie bacon, eggs, and toast. I had the meal laid out on the table along with the fresh squeezed juice and coffee all laid out for Liam when he finally showed up. Except for the expensive and form fitting underwear he was a mirror image of the day before rite down to scratching his still firm cock as he yawned. I blushed like a schoolgirl on her first date when he smiled, sat down, and let me serve him his breakfast. Taking out the packets of powder he poured one in each of our juice glasses, and I eagerly drank mine, wanting my skin to look as good as his someday.

I volunteered to be his chaffer and tour guide showing him LA that day and he graciously accepted. But as I was heading to the famous Chinese Theater and the celebrity handprints, he suggested a detour. "Are you sure Liam that area is kind of seedy?" I cautioned. But he insisted and I relented as he was the guest and as the local host and guide, I should show him what he wanted to see. As we got close to the specific sex shop he wanted to visit, I could see the bars on the windows. While we waited at the last red light before the parking garage a pair of street boys leaned on the car offering their services for cash. Perhaps a bit to rudely I told them we were not interested as I rolled up the window.

After we drove off Liam startled me when he boldly put a hand on my leg and grasped my crotch. "Did those rent boys turn you on uncle?" he asked with a squeeze of his hand on my now hard cock in my pants. I tried to stutter a denial, but he interrupted me, speaking while running his hand up and down my jeans, "It's ok to be attracted to younger men, I mean you think I am attractive as well, don't you?" I gulped at the audacious directness of the question and thankfully was distracted as I pulled into the parking garage and had to focus on parking.

"Um, look Liam you're my nephew and.." he shushed me with a finger to my lips.

"Don't Talk uncle, just do what I want you to do." I had sweat on my brow as he pulled down the top of his joggers and his hard cock popped out. His hand guided my face down into his crotch. Red Alarm bells rang in parts of my brain but a brush of Liams finger on my face and his words of encouragement silenced the alarms. I leaned in and took his twink cock in my mouth. The size of his monster cock required me to open my jaw painfully wide but once I had the taste of his cock flesh on my tongue it was glorious.

We sat in the car for at least half an hour as Liam took full control of my head and face. I wanted to please him, I wanted to obey him, I wanted to drink down his juices. The parts of my brain that told me this was not who I was were locked away in a dark room in the back of my mind and only Liam held the key. His movements were gentle but firm, his hips pushed up as he held my head. I gagged on his cock in the beginning, but he taught me how to to relax and let it slide in and stretch out my throat. When I finally drank down his tangy sweet seed, I thought I was drinking divine ambrosia, it was unlike any cum I had tasted before.

My mouth cleaned up. He had that cocky smirk back as we walked into the sex shop. Liam was friendly with the staff, asking them all sorts of questions about the many items and devices. While he was clearly sexually active it seems his previous experience with the assorted BDSM, anal and fetish toys was limited by his east coast suburban living at home lifestyle. I noticed I was following him around more like a servant than his uncle, but no one gave me a second glance as they all focused on my model pretty nephew.

I noticed one of the rent boys from the street had come in the front and was leaning on a rack of leather chaps scoping us out. Suspecting he may try to run a scam on us, I warned Liam but instead of heeding my advice he commanded me to stay at the counter while he went and talked to the boy. A small part of me bristled that he both ignored my warning and had the audacity to give me a direct command. Yet, I stayed by the counter and watched them talk from afar.

When they were done it appeared they had come to some arrangement and exchanged something, but I couldn't hear at this distance. Liam sauntered back over, "Well, Uncle that settles some things, I am ready to make some purchases, but I want them to be a surprise, would you mind waiting in the car and handing me your wallet?" My last vestiges of personal pride finally arose, and I refused, while chiding him for talking with the street boy when I had warned specifically against that.

Liam didn't look upset or scared as I scolded him, instead he calmly took out his phone, "I understand how you feel Steve, but I know what I am doing, here look at this it will explain." My anger fading, I looked at his phone screen and saw a familiar swirl. Next thing I remember I am doing the dishes after dinner and Liam is giving me a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks Steve, you were really nice to me today buying all that stuff, why don't you finish the dishes, do your work out and I will let you play that game again tonight."

Forgetting about the lost time I smiled, realizing doing what Liam suggested was a good idea, I followed his instructions. After my workout I found him wearing the VR headset again, so I knelt on the living room floor waiting for him to finish. I could have sat next to him on the couch, but I didn't want to interrupt his game, and this just felt more natural. Liam had me wait almost an hour before acknowledging I was there. "Oh yes it's your turn here you go boy," he said as he slipped the goggles over my eyes. Before I could correct him for calling me boy, I was looking at the swirls and woke up to the sun rising in my bedroom.

Sporting a slight headache, I was getting dressed for my morning run when I saw a chain collar with a small open padlock on my dresser and a note from Liam. "Hey boy you were so tired I put you to bed, but I got you this to thank you for being such a good sport yesterday, wear it with pride." Collars and chokers were not really my style and definitely not when out for a run, but it was a gift, and it would be rude to refuse so I put it on noticing as the lock closed, I didn't see a key.

I got a few looks from the regular people I pass on the jogging trails by my house, but no one said anything, and I found it was quite comfortable even when swimming my laps. Worried that I may not have breakfast ready in time, I rushed to the kitchen and made a big meal the same as yesterday and waited on Liam.

Again, wearing only skimpy briefs while scratching and yawning his head topped with a messy bed head Liam strolled in, but this time he had a naked rent boy trailing behind him on a leash. I took a moment and saw it was the street boy I had turned away yesterday, but now he was totally naked except for a chain collar attached to a leash Liam was holding, a chastity cage, and a set of leather cuffs on his ankles and wrists currently locked on but not attached to each other giving him full movement.

"Is that eggs again boy?" he asked in a stern tone. "I wanted pancakes today, you should have been able to anticipate that, toss that mess and start again." Fear of disappointing Liam made me forget about the naked rent boy on the leash and immediately I started to clear the table and scour the cabinets for pancake ingredients. Liam sat down with the rent boy kneeling at his side, and they started to kiss and make out with deep wet kisses, their young tongues probing each other's mouths.

Putting out fresh juice and coffee for the boys, I drank mine down quickly with the powder dissolved in it so I could get to mixing the batter. Liam paused lip locking with his street boy to address me, "That's your third dose you shouldn't need any more after today, oh and I didn't approve of you wearing sweats and a t shirt in the house, take them off." I quickly stripped down naked to only my collar and returned to making the pancakes.

Once I had a big stack made, I set out three plates and was scolded again. "What do you think you're doing? Breakfast if for me and my guest, you can eat the trash you made earlier." I served Liam and his rent boy their meal standing behind them to make sure they didn't need anything else. When they were done Liam made the street boy watch me as I got down on all fours at his command and ate the eggs and veg bacon directly from the trash bin, the coffee grounds and orange peels mixed in.

"Well done boy," he said, patting my head. The fresh dose of chemicals in my bloodstream made me glow with warmth and pride at being praised by him. "Johnny here is going to be staying with us a while and I don't want him to feel self-conscience, so he is going to dress you up in a matching outfit, obey him while I am out." With that I saw Liam grab my car keys and return to his room to get dressed.

Johnny the rent boy looked at me with a sneer, "You shouldn't have turned me away yesterday, once your nephew is out, I will make you regret that." I wanted to say something back to defend myself, but Liam had said to obey him, so I did, as he led me to the second guest room.

"Okay boys, have fun," I heard Liam shout from the door to the garage just before the engine of my performance sports car started and he drove away.

Johnny circled my naked collared body possessively. "Wow he really has your number, you're more submissive than me and I get paid to do this." He snarled while flicking my cock painfully with his fingers making it grow. "It's going to be fun to be in control for a change." I stood still as he slid the cock cage over my shaft and locked it in place to the base ring behind my balls, before locking a matching set of cuffs on my ankles and wrists. He flicked the cage playfully watching me flinch before clipping the ankles cuffs to each other and pulling my wrists behind me doing the same.

His fingers ran along my fit personal trainer torso, "Not bad for an old dude, what are you like thirty something?" he asked before I told him I was actually twenty-eight. Walking behind me he kicked my knees out, hobbled as I was, I would have fallen flat on my face, but he caught me, and I ended up on my knees face to cock with his chastity cage. "The funny thing about these he said, twirling the key he had used to lock mine on, they all use the same key." He said as he stuck the key into his own cage removing it.

Suddenly I was staring at his erect cock, unlike Liam's monster it was average sized and a little on the thin side, but I did not get to contemplate it long before all I saw was rent boy Johnny's hairless smooth abs and pelvis as he pulled me by the collar onto his cock and I was forced to suck him down. I am not sure what had changed in me since Liam arrived, but I was getting aroused as the rent boy slapped my face call me his little cock sucking faggot as he kept raping my mouth.

I had never worn a chastity cage but as I opened my throat to let Johnny's cock slide down as Liam had taught me and pulled on the cuffs locking my arms behind me, my cock wanted to grow into a full timber log. The cage contained the urge to grow but the force of the blood flowing to my cock pulled on the base ring set around my balls shooting bolts of erotic pain into me. Stronger than he looks Johnny lifted me by the collar on my neck as he reached his orgasm and I spurt cum into my cage as he shot his own ropes of cum down my throat.

"Stay there faggot!" He said as he clipped my wrists to my ankles leaving me hogtied and left the room. I wiggled and writhed in the cuffs, rubbing my cummy cage on the carpet. Being helpless and used hard had my whole body aroused I wanted more I wanted to be fucked and spanked, I wanted my cock free so it could shoot rope after rope of cum. Johnny came back to find me squirming.

I was hornier then I had ever been and willing to try anything for some release, I barely felt like myself as I looked up and pleaded, "Please fuck me! Fuck me now I need it." He just laughed at my pathetic display before telling me how sad it was and telling me no as he put his cage back on.

"Liam hired me not you, and he said I could do anything I wanted to his uncle but just don't put anything up your virgin top boy ass, he was saving that for himself." Johnny crouched down so he hovered over my face, "But to show I am not a bad guy I will offer you a distraction." He kicked me onto my side, and I watched as he pulled out a pair of nipple clamps on a chain. "You're going to love this you sick faggot," he sneered as he clipped them on and started to pull on the chain. I cried out in pain. Having always been a top, I have had guys lightly tease my nips in the past as I pounded them, but this was a whole new level of intensity made worse by being bound and helpless.