The Coffee Shop Pt. 04

"You mean you want me to screw your ass?" I asked Cody, some what shocked at his suggestion.

"Not exactly, Mr. Walton," Cody replied as he placed his right hand in the right outside pocket of his suit jacket. "I'd like you to use this, if you don't mind. I don't want to take any unnecessary chances." With that Cody withdrew his right hand from his jacket pocket. He looked up at me and blushed fiercely as he held his hand palm up and open in front of him. I glanced down and saw laying in his open palm a dildo. It looked to be a bit on the large size, but otherwise a good replica of an average man's penis.

"I see," I said as I looked at the dildo and then back at Cody's face. I was of two minds. Part of me could understand the logic behind Cody's request to use a dildo. It would be safer than using a condom, as those are known to break on occasion. Consequently, Cody would feel more at ease, and it would be less of a strain on me physically. The other part of me was shocked and a bit concerned at Cody's request. It didn't sound normal, and despite his claims, he seemed to be developing an interest in men. Why else would he want a man to do this to him? Perhaps there was more to this than he was yet willing to tell me.

"I'll tell you what, Cody," I said to him, as I quickly made up my mind. "You come back here at exactly 7:45 PM and I'll let you know what my decision is. While you are waiting, you can go and withdraw enough money from your bank account so that your wallet will be nice and big and fat. Now get going."

"Yes, Mr. Walton," Cody agreed timidly as he turned about and headed for the front door. "I'll be back at 7:45 PM sharp, sir." Cody slipped the dildo back into his suit jacket pocket and grabbed the doorknob of the front door of my apartment. Without another word Cody opened the door and slipped quietly out of my apartment closing the door firmly behind him. Presumably he was headed for the nearest ATM machine that would let him access his bank account.

"Paul, what the heck did you mean by all that?" Andy asked me, baffled by what I had said to Cody. "It's not like to you string a guy along like this, or to take money for your services. As for this bit about the dildo, that is really off the beam for you. What's gotten into you tonight?"

"It's not what you think Andy," I said as I tried to reassure him. He was right, though. This was out of character for me. "Cody is currently not under my control. I want to know just how serious he is about all this. If he comes back at 7:45 PM, with the money in his wallet, I'll know that he really means business. I don't want his money, and even if he offered it to me, I wouldn't take it. The money is just a test. The delay is also to allow you and I some time to talk about this. It's your decision too you know."

"What you mean, by that?" Andy asked.

"If you're not comfortable about me doing this with Cody, I'll tell him that I've changed my mind," I said to Andy as I looked over at him and smiled. "By the way that was one heck of a scare you threw into him."

"Just like that, you'll say no?" Andy asked me, ignoring my comment about the scare he'd given Cody.

"Yes, just like that," I assured him. "Cody's cute, and to be honest with you I wouldn't mind 'milking' him again. However." I let the sentence trail off.

"However?" Andy asked as he prompted me to continue, one eyebrow raised with curiosity.

"He's nothing, compared to you, dear heart," I said to Andy and held out my right hand to him. "I won't risk what I have with you, what we have with each other, for anyone. It doesn't matter how good looking, submissive or obedient the guy might be. He's not you, Andy. I don't love him. I love you."

Andy walked over to where I was standing, and took my right hand with his left hand. Carefully he raised my right hand up to the left side of his face, and placed my hand there. He looked into my eyes, and smiled that sexy, soft, sentimental smile of his that I just knew was for me alone. "Texas," he whispered. With his free right hand he reached out, snagged me about the waist and pulled me to him. (Like, I was going to put up a fight? Not bloody likely!) Andy held me close and planted a firm warm sensuous kiss on my lips.

"My, you do have a way with words, dear heart," I teased Andy when he broke away from the kiss. Andy smiled back at me but didn't say anything. "You did throw quite a scare into poor Cody, you know. From the look on his face, I half expected him to pee his pants right then and there."

"After what he nearly did to you, love, Cody is not my best friend," Andy said coolly, letting the smile fall from his lips. "I'm not really comfortable with him being here or your having anything to do with him. Yet, at the same time, a part of me wouldn't mind seeing this cowboy Cody humiliated just a tad." Andy gazed at me, waiting for me to speak.

"Okay. Well, if it makes you uncomfortable, then I won't do anything with Cody today or any time in the future," I said calmly, with a slight trace of disappointment in my voice.

"Just like that?" Andy asked doubtfully.

"Just like that, love," I assured him. "Since that's settled, how about a fire in the fireplace?" I asked him.

"Hold on just second," Andy said as he made a stopping gesture with his right hand.

"What? Did I miss something?" I asked puzzled tilting my head at Andy

"You could say that, yes. I never said 'no' exactly. Of course I didn't say 'yes' either," Andy hedged as he looked at me.

"Andy, what are you trying to say? What's wrong love?" I asked softly as I clasped his left hand in mine. "You can tell me anything. Don't you know that?"

"Well.." Andy started saying and then blushed.

"Go on love." I prompted him.

"Frankly, the thought of shoving that dildo up Cody's ass and hearing him scream out as he cums, kind of excites me." Andy said softly and blushed again. Clearly the idea not only excited him but embarrassed him as well.

"What's wrong with that?" I asked puzzled by Andy's embarrassment. "Cody is asking to have this done to him. He searched me out for this. I did not go looking for him." I reminded Andy.

"True enough. But do you really think we should do this? Do we have the right to abuse Cody like this, even if he is asking for it?" Andy asked as he pressed to the heart of the matter.

"I think that is what I love most about you, dear heart," I said as I reach up and gave Andy a quick peck on the cheek.

"Say what?" Andy asked with a look of confusion on his face. "You've lost me, love."

"Your strong sense of morals and ethics, Andy. I think that is what I love most about you," I said as I explained my line of reasoning. "You've come right to the point. The question is whether or not it would be 'right' of us to do what Cody has asked. You're wondering if my willingness to go along with Cody's request might be due to repressed anger and the need or urge to inflict revenge on Cody. That's what you're wondering, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I was thinking along those lines. I'm also wondering if maybe my anger at Cody might also account for my sudden desire to want to humiliate Cody. It's not very RCMP of me, I admit. But I can't help how I feel, Paul." Andy paused for a few seconds and I saw a look of anger cross his face momentarily. "I get upset at the thought of someone hurting you, or worse someone getting away with hurting you."

"I feel the same way too, love. And I love you too, Andy," I said as I reached up and kissed him full on the mouth.

"We still haven't found an answer to our ethical dilemma, though," Andy said after he broke off the sweet kiss.

"Andy, if we have the self awareness to ask these types of questions, and ponder the answers, then I think we have our answer," I said to him.

"In English , please?" Andy asked not understanding my round about answer.

"Okay. Here's how I see it, " I answered pausing for a few seconds to gather my thoughts and to catch my breath. (Andy's kisses have that effect on me. They always leave me breathless. Was I head over heels in love with the man, or what?) "We know what Cody wants. He was fairly specific. As long as we do not deviate from his request, then as I see it there isn't a moral dilemma. Sex of course, is completely out of the question, but if there is some other type of minor humiliation that you might wish to inflict on Cody, we could ask him beforehand if he would have any objections. If he does, we don't do it."

"You mean, talk to him about this sort of thing before you use your powers on him?" Andy asked wanting to be sure he understand exactly what it was that I was proposing.

"Precisely. I often do something along these lines when I'm going to hypnotize a guy who asks me to hypnotize him," I answered smiling up at Andy.

"What sort of questions do you ask these guys?" Andy asked as his curiosity became aroused.

"I ask them what their particular fantasy might be. If there is anything in particular that they would object to, or which might make them uncomfortable. I always tell them that I am never interested in causing them pain or great discomfort," I responded still looking into Andy's eyes. (He does have such beautiful brown eyes, you know.) "I suppose that is one of my limits. I don't like the idea of hurting a man, accidentally or otherwise, while I am controlling him. I have turned down sessions with some guys because that is where their particular interests lay."

"I see," Andy replied in that sexy warm honey smooth tenor voice of his. "I think that is what I love about you the most, Paul." He said with a warm smile that could have melted an iceberg.

"What is it that you love most about me, dear heart?" I asked him as I basked in the glow of the love that poured out of his eyes.

"Your caring and compassionate heart, Texas," he answered as he gently cupped my face in his hands. "You might not ever wear the uniform, but you have the heart of a Mountie," he cooed at me letting his soft warm breath caress my face.

"Thank you, dear heart," I squeaked as I squeezed the words past the sudden lump in my throat. I blinked my eyes as I fought back the tears that blurred my view of Andy's handsome and loving face. I understood that Andy had just paid me the ultimate compliment. In his eyes, and his heart and soul, I measured up to his standard, and he was proud of me. I pulled him close to me and buried myself into his chest as I hugged him close with all my strength. He enfolded me in those big strong arms of his and returned my embrace, but gently. We stood like that, holding each other close and not saying a word for about five minutes. Finally I broke away as I realized that there was one loose end that we had to tie up.

"Andy, if you want to be present during Cody's session, then I'm going to have to make a minor adjustment to Cody's mind when he returns, " I said to Andy as I looked up at him as he smiled tenderly down at me.

"What are you going to do?" He asked me, quietly.

I could see a shadow of doubt in the back of his eyes. He had some reservations about me using my powers to adjust people. "Cody knows that I'm gay, and he probably suspects that you are gay too. So, I think it best that he not be able to recognize your face, or your voice. I plan to adjust his recent memory of what you look like and what your voice sounds like, so that your face is blurred and your voice sounds like a woman," I explained to Andy. "During his entire session he won't be able to see your face or hear what your voice really sounds like. Thus if he ever meets you in person when you're on duty, he'll never recognize you. Oh, I also plan to call you Alpha, instead of Andy while Cody is here."

"Clever. You're not just another pretty face, Texas," Andy said with a warm smile, followed by a soft kiss on my right cheek.

"I'm glad you noticed that, dear heart," I replied. "Now, I take it that I have a 'green light' from you to proceed with Cody's session tonight?"

"Oh, yeah!" Andy confirmed enthusiastically.

"Good. Now how about we sit on the sofa and cuddle while we wait for Cody to come back?" I asked as I took Andy's right hand in my left hand and started pulling him towards the sofa.

"It's just one good idea after another with you tonight, isn't it?" Andy replied with a chuckle.

"Hey what can I say? I'm on a roll!" I answered with a smile as I lead Andy towards the sofa. Moments later we were snuggled up close on the sofa talking about what we might want to do to help Cody with his session. Andy came up with some interesting ideas. I looked forward to discussing them with Cody. We both agreed, though, that we would let Cody decide if any of these ideas would be used during his session.

The door bell rang at precisely 7:45 PM. I disengaged myself from Andy, somewhat reluctantly, and stood up. I walked over to the door and peered through the peephole. As expected it was Cody, standing on the other side, looking a bit nervous and excited. I unlocked the door and opened it.

"Come on in Cody," I told him. "Make yourself comfortable in the living room."

Cody walked past me, gulping once as he saw that Andy was waiting for him in the living room. Cody sat in the swivel rocking chair across from Andy. Cody was far from at ease, although I wasn't sure if it was from the sight of Andy sitting there, or from general nervousness. I stood beside Cody and looked down at him, keeping my expression carefully neutral. I must admit that I enjoyed keeping Cody guessing as to whether or not I was going to grant his request. (Okay, I was 'toying' with Cody a bit here. I suppose I wanted a little payback from our first encounter.)

"I have given your request a lot of careful thought, Cody," I said breaking the silence of the room, as I looked down at Cody. He was looking up at me and meeting my gaze. "I would like to ask you a few questions before I make up my mind, though."

"Ask away, Mr. Walton," Cody replied, after a few seconds silence.

"Do you have any objection to having this man," I said as I pointed to Andy, "stay here and witness your session? He will see everything that happens."

Cody looked away from me, and looked at Andy for second or two. Cody looked back up at me and gulped once before he answered. "He's not going to try to hurt me or anything like that is he?" Cody asked nervously. "No offense, but he looks kind of mean, and he doesn't exactly seem happy to see me here. If you can guarantee that he won't hurt me or cause me any pain, I suppose he could stay. I I'm not really comfortable with the idea of him staying, but if that is the only way I can get a session with you., then I guess he can stay." Cody let out a soft sigh as he resigned himself to the situation.

I blinked in surprise at Cody's answer. I had not realized that Andy's presence made Cody that uncomfortable. "Cody, I am sorry but if this man's presence makes you that uncomfortable then your session will have to be put off for some other time. I know I have nothing to fear from you. I know that I can control you completely. I don't need this man to protect me. Since having him around is so upsetting to you, then we will have to make other arrangements. So perhaps you'd better leave now."

"Yeah, I guess that's that," Cody said softly as he looked up me, the disappointment clear on his face. He stood up and I saw a flash of anger in his eyes as he began speaking again. "You're wrong about one thing though. You don't control me completely. I came here hoping that you were still that kind understanding man I'd met that other time, but I see I was wrong. You don't really care about the guys that you use. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You fags are all alike. I hope the two of you have a nice evening."

With that Cody turned and headed towards the front door. I glanced back at Andy. He had stood up and was about to launch himself at Cody. Not out of anger, but to keep Cody from leaving. Andy's face showed the concern and worry that he felt regarding Cody leaving and still being able to identify Andy. I held up my hand in a gesture to stop Andy. As he complied, I smiled and called out clearly "COWBOY UP, CODY!"

I turned my head about to took in the direction of the front door. As expected Cody was standing a few feet from the front door with his head hung down so that his chin was resting on his chest. Cody's arms hung loosely by his sides, and he was swaying very slightly as he stood there.

"Cody, come here and stand in front of me," I ordered him. Fortunately, the controls that I had implanted in Cody's mind months ago remained. My control of Cody was total when I put him back into his super hypnosis trance.

"Yes, boss," Cody replied. He raised his head and turned about. He walked over to where I was and stood in front of me with a smile on his face, happy as a lark.

"Cody, from this point on, you will answer all questions honesty. You will not lie to me. You will tell me the truth. How do you feel right now? Why did you make that little speech and try to storm out of here?" I asked him. I suspected that it was all a plot by Cody to trick me into hypnotizing him again.

"I feel really good, boss. I'm really happy to be back in your power again, boss," Cody said with a grin. "As for the speech, it was a trick, boss. I figured that if I openly disputed that you controlled me, you'd get annoyed enough with me so that you'd want to prove to me that I was wrong. So you'd put me back into hypnosis. It worked, boss. I'm back here in your power where I wanted to be."

Andy looked at Cody with an expression of surprise which gradually melted into understanding. Andy realized now, that Cody was a tricky man, and that you couldn't take what he said at face value. Only when he was super hypnotized could Cody be trusted.

"What about your objection to this man being here during your session, Cody?" I asked him, wondering if that was the truth or not.

"Boss, I lied about that," Cody said softly, and the smile left his face. "I used him as an excuse to get upset with you so that you'd put me back under. I actually..well I..um."

The words trailed off as Cody avoided answering my question.

"Cody, you know that you have nothing to fear from me," I assured him in my most soothing tones. "I was very angry with you and your buddies the first time we crossed paths and despite the temptation I didn't hurt you then. So why would I hurt you now? Please answer my question."

"I guess you're right, boss. I well I wouldn't mind if he stayed," Cody answered with hesitation. Cody dropped his gaze and looked at the floor. I saw a slight flush creep across his face.

"Come clean, Cody," I prompted him. I sighed quietly in exasperation. Sometimes getting an answer from Cody was like pulling teeth, a long drawn out and sometimes painful procedure. "You know that you'll feel better and go even deeper when you do so," I added knowing that this was the type of push that Cody needed.

"I got kind of excited thinking about getting screwed in front of a stranger, especially a strange gay man," Cody answered softly as the flush crept across his face again. "Being on display in front of a stranger and audience is kind of exciting, boss. I thought you would send me away if I said that I didn't object, so I decided to object. It's it's kind of confusing, boss. A part of me is very turned on by the idea of well, performing in front of an audience, and another part of me is embarrassed as hell at the idea, boss."

"Cody look at me please," I instructed him. Cody raised his head slowly and looked me in the eye. He gulped nervously. "Who says this man is gay, Cody?" I asked him as I placed the fingertips of my right hand on his forehead. "Deeper now, Cody. Deeper and deeper into my power. Total surrender and total obedience to any command I give you." Of course I scanned Cody's mind and much deeper than ever before. I was reassured at what I found. There were no indications of any other controls implanted in his mind, and my original controls were working normally. I checked them carefully to see if they might have been tampered with, but I couldn't find any evidence to that effect. I didn't really trust Cody. He had already shown that he could and would try to trick me to get something that he wanted. Doing a scan of his mind, to insure that my controls were still in place and functioning seemed a sensible precaution.