Hypnotic Bandmates
By Cor
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Chapter 1:


Lance Bass sat on his bed in the hotel room he shared with his band-mate JC Chasez contemplating the decision he had just
made. He had loved JC for so long but knew that the feelings were unrequited. He sat every night wondering how he could
make JC see him as more than just his best friend. An idea came to him while studying his college Psychology book, on the
chapter of hypnotism. He wanted JC so badly but could never tell him this. If only he could get him to go along with his plan...

"Lance! You in here man?"

Ah, JC had returned. It was an off night for the band, and they had all decided to go their separate ways for the night...but
obviously both JC and Lance had returned early.

"Yeah man, I'm here. Come here for a second, I want to show you something I learned in my Psychology class!" Lance hollered
to his friend. He hoped and prayed that this would work or he would end up being humiliated...and "out". None of his
band-mates knew that he had feeling for men, especially not any in the group. If his experiment went well his secret would be
kept.

"What is it? You're not gonna mess with my mind or anything are ya?" JC was a little concerned with Lance. He had been
shying away from him for a while now, so his sudden eagerness was confusing. Lance then pulled out a simple, silver pocket
watch from his dresser table. JC was getting even MORE confused now. "Um, Lance, what are you doing?"

"Come on JC, I just learned how to hypnotize people and I want to try it out on you! You're not afraid I'll find out any juicy
gossip or anything are ya?" Please JC, just go along with it...

"Of course not, I have nothing to hide...plus I don't believe you can actually hypnotize anybody, so I'd like to prove you wrong."

"Ok then, come sit by me on the bed." JC moved to Lance's bed and sat down nervously, not sure of what to expect from
this. Lance lifted the watch and said "Now follow the watch with your eyes, JC. Never let your gaze leave it.
Watch it go back and forth, back and forth. Do you feel yourself getting sleepy yet?"

"No..." JC said almost groggily. He didn't want to admit it, but he was captivated by the watch. He couldn't tear his eyes away
from it. He was feeling sleepy and weak, but couldn't show it to Lance or he would win.

"Keep watching it JC. Don't ever lose sight of the watch. See, you're becoming sleepy aren't you? You're inhibitions are slowly
fading and you're becoming a weak and submissive slave." God, this was turning Lance on. JC was practically putty in his
hands! He had no idea this would actually work!
"That's good JC, keep following the watch...How do you feel JC?"

"I dunno...I feel weak...I can't really think, I feel drained..." JC said through half closed eyes.

"Good JC, you are completely under my power now. I'm your master now and you are my slave. Do you like that slave?"

"Yes, master, I like that." JC knew nothing anymore, he just knew that he was supposed to serve his master.

"Good slave. Now, you will be under my power until I say your real name. Until then I will address you as slave and you will
address me as master. Now stand up slave." JC stood up obediently in front of his master. "Good, now I want you to take your
shirt and pants off." Of course JC obliged and stripped down to his plaid boxers. Lance observed the beautiful creature standing
before him and couldn't control himself anymore. He stood up, shoved JC up against the motel wall and kissed him
passionately. He never dreamed it would feel as good as it did to hold JC and kiss him. He was living his dream right there.

"Master, please, don't stop." Lance couldn't believe it. JC had just asked him not to stop! Lance continued his trail of kisses from
JC's mouth, to his neck, to licking and nibbling his ear. He could hear his slave's heavy breathing and could feel him pushing
himself on him. He continued down, kissing his chest, his nipples, his hard stomach, until he reached his boxers. He slowly pulled
them down and took JC in his mouth. JC gasped loudly and moaned when Lance continued. JC grabbed hold of Lance's
shirt, until Lance decided to take it off. He stripped down to his boxers while JC watched him, amazed.

"Slave, what would you like to do?"

"Master, please, may I kiss you?" Lance had never seen JC like this. He was always in such control of a situation, and now he
was asking permission to kiss him. He loved every minute of it.

"Of course you may slave." JC walked over to Lance and kissed him slowly and sweetly on the lips. This was not a kiss of
passion, but a kiss of love. They both fell back on the bed. JC kissed Lance's neck, his chest, but Lance stopped him when he
got to his boxers. He was getting nervous wondering how long he could keep JC under his power. "Slave, are you sure you want
to do that?" JC looked up at him lovingly and said, "Of course I want to master. I love you. I always have. I've wanted this
since we first became roommates. I have always loved you from afar but never thought you wanted me too. Master, I want to
do this."

Lance was completely shocked, again. JC loved him? He stopped JC from going any further. "Slave, I want you to come up
here beside me. Now is not the time for you to do that." JC frowned and crawled beside him. Lance looked him in the eyes and
saw the man that he had loved for over 4 years looking at him like he was the only thing that mattered in the world. Tears began
to well up in his eyes, for being so stupid and not telling him how he felt before, and for the man he had brought to his knees for
a cheap lay who truly loved him too. "Do you love me?" Lance whispered. "Yes, I love you more than anything in the world."
JC replied.

"I love you too Josh."



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