Ethan To Evie Chapter 12
Two full days had slipped by since that exhausting night at the video store. Ethan’s body still carried the bruises and deep soreness from everything that had happened. Every step across his room sent a sharp reminder through his tender knees. Rawness lingered in his throat and made swallowing uncomfortable. A heavy exhaustion had settled deep into his muscles like something that refused to leave. Sleep had come only in short restless fragments. Master had given him no time to recover properly. Fresh clips and captions were required almost immediately after the session. He forced himself to film a few short follow-up videos even while his body complained with every small movement. The raw unedited footage from that long night had already gone straight to Master. He decided what would reach the public and when.
That afternoon another message appeared from Master on his screen. The video turned out excellent. Payment has been sent. The plug arrived only so the device could be tested before your session. Do not expect personal deliveries from me again. Keep posting daily. More instructions will follow soon.
Ethan opened his account and saw the deposit sitting there. The amount was not huge. It still covered some bills and left a small cushion afterward. He used part of the money to order a VR headset. The package arrived the same day. Late that evening, once the apartment had finally grown quiet, he locked his bedroom door. The lights dimmed low around him. He slipped the headset over his eyes and started a long hypno session. Soft pink spirals filled his vision right away. Feminine bodies moved in slow sensual loops across the screen. Scenes of women being used by multiple men flashed and repeated. Deep binaural beats pulsed underneath a smooth feminine voice that seemed to speak straight into the center of his mind.
You are a good girl now. You were always meant to be like this. Feel your body softening. Become eager and open for cock. Every thrust trains you deeper. You crave being filled. You need to be used. Good girls do not think. Good girls ride. Good girls obey without question. Cock is your purpose. Surrender to it completely. Let it reshape everything you are.
The commands layered over one another and repeated without mercy. Each cycle drove the words deeper into his thoughts. Ethan lubed one of his thicker dildos carefully. He straddled the toy on the edge of his bed. Then he lowered himself onto it with slow deliberate pressure. The voice continued its steady guidance while his hips began to rock gently at first. Every sensation blended together with the words pouring into his ears.
You love this feeling. You were born for this. Your clitty stays locked because real girls do not need to cum like men do.
Deeper now. Harder. Show how much you need it. Show how grateful you are to be used.
His pace gradually quickened as the session took hold. Soft moans started to escape his lips and grew steadily louder. Time seemed to dissolve completely around him. The voice guided him without any mercy. It stayed intimate and completely relentless in its instructions.
Say it out loud. Tell me what you are. I am a good girl. The whisper came first with a noticeable shake in his voice. Then it rose higher. Almost pleading now. I exist to please cock.
Greedy movements soon took complete control of his body. His hips rolled and bounced with increasing urgency while the session consumed every part of his awareness. Sweat slicked his skin and made it shine under the dim light. His breathing turned ragged and uneven. His eyes stayed fully covered by the VR headset. Without any warning the bedroom door opened.
Tyler stepped inside the room. Tall and athletic with broad shoulders he carried the easy confidence built from casual hookups and weekend basketball. Dark hair sat messy above a simple t-shirt and shorts that revealed lean muscle in his arms and legs. He stopped dead the moment he saw Ethan.
Ethan did not notice him at all at first. He kept riding the dildo with desperate rolling thrusts. Open moans filled the quiet room while the hypno audio played loud enough for every command to carry clearly. Good girls ride. Good girls obey. You need cock.
Tyler stood completely still for several long seconds. The sight held him utterly transfixed. It looked like a living porn video had suddenly materialized right there in his roommate’s bedroom. Ethan’s body glistened with sweat as he rode the thick toy with shameless hunger. His back arched sharply and pushed his chest forward while his hips rolled in slow deliberate circles. The dildo vanished completely inside him with every downward stroke. His ass cheeks flexed and released in clear rhythm. They clenched visibly around the shaft each time he lifted upward. One hand traced slowly up his own stomach. His fingers brushed lightly over his skin before he pinched one nipple between them. The twist drew a sharper louder moan from his throat. His head tilted back. His lips parted softly. His tongue flicked out to wet them as his eyes finally locked onto Tyler’s across the room.
The gaze was wide and heavy-lidded. It burned with shameless sluttiness. The expression on his face needed no words at all. Please fuck me.
Even though his body was not yet fully feminine he used every inch of it to entice Tyler without hesitation. A slow wicked smile curved his lips as he held Tyler’s stare. His tongue deliberately licked across them in a slow teasing motion. His eyes traveled up and down Tyler’s frame with open hunger. They took in the broad line of his shoulders. They followed the steady rise and fall of his chest. They lingered noticeably on the growing bulge forming in his shorts. One hand reached out to trail his fingers slowly down Tyler’s arm. Then he slid that same hand under the edge of Tyler’s shirt to feel the warm skin of his stomach beneath. His nails dug in just enough to make Tyler twitch visibly. All the while his hips kept rising and falling in that steady rhythm. His ass clenched visibly around the dildo with every single stroke. He did everything he could to make sure Tyler would remember this forever.
Tyler’s eyes dropped to the place where the dildo disappeared inside him again and again. Then they rose slowly back to his face. Something shifted visibly in Tyler’s expression. Shock mixed with sudden raw hunger.
Tyler did not step back or turn away. Instead one hand reached down toward him. He pulled Ethan off the dildo in one smooth motion. He pushed him onto his back on the bed without another word.
What followed became a long filthy marathon that stretched for hours and left the room thick with heat and the sharp smell of sex. Tyler climbed over him first and slammed into him in missionary. His hips pounded hard and deep while Ethan wrapped his legs tightly around Tyler’s waist. He pulled Tyler even deeper with every single thrust. A slow wicked smile curved his lips again as he looked up at Tyler. His tongue licked across them slowly while his hands roamed freely over Tyler’s chest and shoulders. Nails dragged lightly down his skin leaving faint red lines behind. Inner walls clenched rhythmically around Tyler’s cock as he squeezed his thighs together. His back arched sharply so his body pressed fully against Tyler’s with every movement. Loud moans escaped him with every time Tyler bottomed out inside him. One hand slipped between their bodies. His fingers stroked Tyler’s balls gently while he continued to fuck him. Then he grabbed Tyler’s ass firmly and yanked him harder into him with each stroke. The hypno haze still swirled heavily through his thoughts. Every single sensation felt electric and overwhelming.
Waves of pleasure built steadily inside him and crashed hard until he screamed out loud. His back bowed sharply off the mattress from the force of it.
Positions changed again and again as the hours stretched on. The bed creaked loudly and banged against the wall with increasing violence. Ethan pushed Tyler onto his back and straddled him in cowgirl. His ass slapped loudly against Tyler’s thighs as he bounced with hard steady rhythm. He leaned forward so his chest brushed against Tyler’s face teasingly. Then he sat straight up and rolled his hips in deep grinding circles while his heavy-lidded eyes stayed locked on Tyler’s the entire time. Both hands pressed down against Tyler’s chest for leverage as he sped up into short frantic bounces. His breath hitched in his throat with every movement. His thighs began to shake visibly from the effort. He licked his lips once more in that slow teasing way.
The wicked smile returned to his face. One hand reached back to spread his cheeks wider so Tyler could watch every inch of his cock sliding in and out of him. The mental fog from the hypno made him feel strangely detached yet hyper-aware at the same time. His body no longer felt completely like Ethan’s. It felt built for exactly this kind of use. Fresh powerful shudders tore through his core with that realization.
Tyler thrust upward to meet his rhythm but Ethan kept the control anyway. He switched smoothly to reverse cowgirl so he faced away from Tyler completely. Bracing his hands on Tyler’s thighs he rode him hard. His ass rippled visibly with every heavy impact. Long dragging strokes followed afterward. He looked back over his shoulder at Tyler the entire time. The smile stayed on his lips. His tongue licked across them slowly. His eyes held nothing but filthy promise. His nipples stayed hard and sensitive. His skin flushed hot all over. Each orgasm built faster than the last and hit him harder. They left him shaking and gasping for air between moans.
Spooning came next with Tyler pressed tightly behind him. One strong arm wrapped around his chest while Tyler drove into him deep and slow. Ethan pushed his ass back firmly against Tyler. Tight circles ground against his hips as he moved. His hand reached back to pull Tyler’s hip harder into him with each thrust. Moans grew raw and broken in his throat. Another powerful orgasm ripped through his body without warning. His walls pulsed tight around Tyler as the pleasure surged. The bedframe groaned loudly under their combined weight. Sweat poured freely from both of their bodies. The room filled with the constant wet slap of skin on skin. The steady creak of the bedframe. Ethan’s loud and increasingly filthy moans.
Hours continued to blur together as they moved through every position they could manage in the small bed. Cowgirl returned once more.
Reverse cowgirl followed again right after. Missionary came back with his legs pinned all the way back against his shoulders. Doggy style arrived where Ethan buried his face deep into the pillow and screamed while Tyler gripped his hips tightly and drove into him hard from behind. Ethan never stopped touching Tyler throughout any of it. His hands roamed freely across Tyler’s chest. They gripped his ass firmly. Fingers stroked and teased his balls. Palms traced along his face and jawline. He smiled at Tyler constantly with that wicked hungry expression. His tongue licked his lips slowly and deliberately. His eyes gazed up and down Tyler’s body like he wanted to devour every single inch of him. Every muscle in his body worked hard to squeeze and milk him with each thrust. He did everything possible to make Tyler lose his mind completely. He made certain Tyler would never forget how his body felt wrapped so tightly around his cock. The hypno voice kept feeding the fire steadily in his ear. Each thrust became a deeper form of surrender inside him. Exhaustion made him tremble visibly. Soreness pulsed through every muscle in his body. Yet the pleasure continued rolling through him in powerful waves that left him sobbing and shaking with each new peak.
By the end both of them were barely able to function at all. Ethan came hard one final time. He screamed into the pillow as his whole body locked up tightly around Tyler. Tyler exploded deep inside him with a broken guttural groan that seemed to tear out of his chest. He collapsed heavily on top of him as the last powerful spasms wracked his body.
They lay tangled together and panting heavily afterward. Their limbs felt heavy and useless. The bedframe still creaked softly from all the abuse it had taken. The entire room smelled strongly of sweat and raw sex. Neither one of them could move for a long time.
Only then did Ethan’s eyes drift over to the small camera setup on his desk. The red light was still glowing steadily. It had captured everything that had just happened between them.
He said nothing about it in that moment.
Tyler lay beside him on the bed. He stared up at the ceiling with wide eyes. His chest continued to rise and fall fast and uneven. He looked like a man who had just experienced something far more intense than he had ever expected. Part of him already knew deep down that he was going to want it again soon.
Ethan lay there quietly beside him. The hypno audio still played faintly in one earpiece. The entire session continued to echo loudly through his mind. Tyler had just become part of it without any warning at all. The line between his old life and this new one had blurred even further in a single night.
The hunger inside him felt wider and deeper than before.