"That's total bullshit," Dave laughs at the idea of the wig being able to mind control people like in the movies. "The only thing that's real is hypnosis and even that's just stripping people of insecurities to do stuff they deep down want to anyway; give it here."
Dave grabs the wig and tries to contain his laughter as he sets the wig down on his scalp. Suddenly, Dave's personality becomes dormant as he stands there blankly.
"D-Dave?" You call your friend's name in concern.
"Yes, Grant?" Dave replies calmly.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes."
You ponder the power you hold over your friend and feel an erection form in your pants. You got to see how far the wig's limits are... for science.
"Dave, moon me and slap your butt," you say with a shaky voice as the excitement builds in your body. Dave turns his back to you, drops his pants, and smacks his bare ass at you.
"Holy shit; it worked," you say in disbelief as you stare at Dave's naked ass. Dave stands there halfway bent over, waiting for the next instructions.
"Jerk off and finger yourself," you say as your voice trembles from the exhilaration of seeing how Dave might react. Dave keeps his back to you and strips himself down, throwing his pants off his ankles and dropping his shirt on the floor. You walk over to his side with a bit of distance to get the full view of his actions and watch. Dave looks down at his flaccid tool and starts playing with it, urging the blood from his brain to fill it up; inflating it to its seven-and-a-half inches of manhood.
"Fuck, he's a grower, not a shower," you say anxiously as you begin to touch yourself through your pants. Deep breaths begin emitting from Dave as he's now in full throws of pumping his meat vigorously. You're enjoying the show but start to wonder when he's going to start playing his hole. Just when you're about to command him again, Dave reaches his free hand and slowly starts poking his tight, virgin mancunt with his index.
"Hmm," Dave grunts internally, forcing his dry finger up his asshole. You watch his face wince from being uncomfortable but don't interfere as you watch his hand carefully move back and forth with his index sliding in and out of his anus. Dave begins moaning softly under his breath as you notice his pace is picking up on both ends. Fingering his asshole rapidly while pumping his cock even faster.
"Enjoying yourself?" You ask. Dave simply nods his head, his breaths becoming heavy like he's running. Tiny inadvertent gasps and whines break the heavy breathing as Dave hungrily milks himself. You think of how to give Dave more pleasure when an idea pops into your head. Without saying anything, you rush over to the bathroom out of Dave's bedroom, and down the hall. You knock on the door to make sure no one's in there and open it.
You search the bathroom with little effort and find Dave's toothbrush before bolting back to him in his bedroom. You lock the door behind you and smile at Dave, still jerking and fingering himself.
"Oh, Dave," you call to him in a sing-song voice. Dave looks over at you to see you holding his automatic toothbrush with a devious grin on your face.
"Pull out your finger, we're putting this bad boy up there," you say firmly. Dave unhesitantly slides his finger out of his anus and lets his hand free fall to his side. You walk behind him and look down at the firm, bubble butt; feeling yourself twitch down under. You turn on the toothbrush and aim the handle at his freshly loosened asshole. You press the vibrating plastic against Dave's manhole and begin pushing up inside him.
"ugh," Dave lightly gasps as he keeps masturbating while you push the hygiene tool further into his ass. You push down on his prostate with the toothbrush and feel Dave jump in his skin as his butthole clenches furiously around the plastic cylinder. You smile and begin pulling and pushing the makeshift vibrator in and out of your best friend's rectum, milking his prostate to your delight.
Dave moans and shutters as minutes go by. You continue sliding the toothbrush in and out of Dave's butt at a little faster pace. You loved watching Dave's ass take the toothbrush as you watch his cheeks clench sporadically with pleasure. You notice Dave's breathing become faster as well as the arm pumping his anaconda.
"Dave, are you close?" You ask knowing the answer.
"Uh-huh," Dave replies with a rapid head nod; surprisingly, the wig doesn't fall off from the heavy movements. You push the toothbrush down onto his prostate firmly and keep it there.
"Hah, hah, hah, UNG FUCK!" Dave cries from pleasure as his ass clenches intensely. You look over his shoulder and see long, white ropes of Dave's cum erupt from his pulsating meat. Dave nearly double-overs as he keeps jerking off his ultra-sensitive dick with it spurting out his thick load from his heavy balls. He pushes out the last of his cum as his sack tightens up under his deflating cock.
"Fuck, Dave! How long were holding that in?" You ask in awe at the enormous load your best friend ejaculated.
"Two weeks of edging," Dave says as he catches his breath. You can tell he's still reeling from his first prostate orgasm and chuckle.
"Pretty good, huh?" You ask with a smile. Dave simply nods again and lets out a deep exhale as he comes back down from the high of getting off. Your smile widens as you stare at your bestie. This act confirms the wig has complete control over one's mind. You just made your straight-as-an-arrow best friend take it up the ass willingly and jerk off in front of you. You contemplate the possibilities in your hands and wonder what to do.
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