The Coffee Shop Pt. 05

I turned about and looked at the Constables. Carefully I raised up my right hand and held it with palm down, and placed it next to the right side of my face so that my index finger was just touching my right eyebrow. I did my best to imitate their salutes. It must have been acceptable to them. They both snapped their right arms down to their sides and smiled at me. They turned and faced each other, with devilish grins on their faces.

Constable Sanders walked up to Constable Bender, reach up, plucked his Stetson off of his head, and tossed it onto the empty hospital bed. Constable Sanders' own Stetson quickly joined Constable Bender's on the empty hospital bed, as Constable Sanders reached up and snatched his own Stetson off of his head. Constable Sanders removed his gloves and tossed them on the empty hospital bed as well. Constable Bender looked at Constable Sanders a bit surprised at his actions. No doubt Constable Bender was remembering my instructions that the two of them would not disrobe. Then a smile broke out on Constable Bender's face. Quickly he removed his gloves and tossed them on the empty hospital bed as well. Whatever was about to happen, he was going to be a willing participant.


Constable Sanders planted his hands on Constable Bender's shoulders, pulled Constable Bender toward him with a jerk, and planted a firm fierce kiss on Constable Bender's lips. Constable Bender's eye lit up. He wrapped his arms about Constable Sander's torso and kissed him back with gusto. The two men started to move their arms about one another's bodies as if they were trying to find the perfect position in which to grab and cling to each other. Their mouths hungrily searched each other's lips as if they were each trying to make a lower lip sandwich. There were a few moans and a lot of heavy breathing as the two Constables devoured each other. (Yes, there was some heavy breathing from me, and I was only watching.) These two tall, muscular, powerful looking men were doing their best to put on a show, and succeeding admirably. If it had been a real audition, they would have gotten the parts hands down.

Constable Sanders moved his arms and hands about Constable Bender's torso, continuing his search for the perfect position to hold on to Constable Bender. I could not stop myself from smiling when I saw Constable Sanders run his right hand over the back of Constable Bender's head, while grabbing and squeezing Constable Bender's butt with his left hand. Constable Bender let out a soft moan of pleasure at Constable Sander's attention. Constable Bender's arms whipped around Constable Sanders' torso as Constable Bender moved his hand so that they were underneath the bottom of Constable Sanders' tunic. Constable Bender planted both of his hands firmly on Constable Sanders' buttocks, grabbed a double handful of Constable Sanders' ass and gave it a firm manly squeeze.

"Oh, God! Yes!" Constable Sanders gasped as he felt Constable Bender grope him. Somehow he managed to get the words out while he was engaged in a major lip war with Constable Bender. It was an impressive display of male sexual affection, especially for two straight guys.

I stood there and watched the two Constables as they continued to put on quite a show. I am sure that I could have made a tidy little sum of money, if I'd sold tickets to this show beforehand. These two men were fantastic. I let them continue their audition for a few more minutes before I decided that I had to step in and end the show.

"Freeze!" I called out sharply. The two constables immediately froze in their positions, like a couple of hunky handsome statues. Oh I was so very tempted to examine those two statues and find out just how hard and firm those two bodies were. This wasn't the time or the place for that sort of thing, though. I sighed softly to myself. "Now when I count from one to three, both of you constables will wake up and be your normal selves in every way. If at any time while you are in this hospital room with me, and you hear me say the word sleep, you will instantly return to the deep wonderful hypnotic trance have you have just experienced. Once you leave this hospital room, the word sleep will no longer have any special meaning to you. When you know and accept these instructions, your bodies will unfreeze, your arms will drop to your sides and you will stand up straight."

The two Constables responded instantly. They unwrapped their arms from about each other, and let their arms fall to their sides as they both stood up straight. Their heads moved away from each other as they straightened up. They were ready to be awakened.

"One. Two. Three," I said.

The Constables awake with a jerk. Their eyes popped open and they looked about the room, slightly confused as if they were trying to get their bearings. They were still facing each other. They each took a step back from each other as if they were suddenly uncomfortable to be in such close proximity. I stayed silent as I let the Constables come to terms with what had just happened to them.

"Oh boy!" Constable Sanders said after a minute or so of silence. "I can't believe we did that!"

"Yeah," Constable Bender agreed. He still seemed to be in shock, to judge from the way he was looking at Constable Sanders. "This doesn't me that we're, that I'm uhm...."


"No, all it means is that the both of you are very talented actors when you put your minds to it," I assured him. "You're both still straight. Hypnosis can do many things, but it can't change you from straight to gay. All I did was help you to tap into the creative parts of your minds. Now, all in all you do feel better than when we first started talking, don't you?" I asked.

"Well, yes, I suppose so," Constable Sanders.

"I do feel better yes, but you have one hell of way making your point about being able to hypnotize someone," Constable Bender said jutting out his jaw at me. A small smile graced his lips a few seconds later. He wasn't genuinely upset with me.

"If the two of you would please sit down in those chairs next to each other, I'd like to have a little bit more fun with you before you leave," I said to them.

"I'm not sure why I'm agreeing to this, but okay," Constable Bender said as he walked over to one of the chairs opposite the right side of my hospital bed, and sat down in it. Constable Sanders merely nodded his head at me in acquisition, as he sat down in a chair next to Constable Bender, to the left of Constable Bender.

"You're agreeing to this because in your last session you both said that you were at my command," I reminded them. "And you're not exactly 100 percent out of your trances. You're still very suggestible and will be for the next five minutes or so."

The two policemen looked at me with raised eyebrows, and then nodded their heads at me in silent agreement as they recalled what they had said a few minutes ago. They placed their hands in their laps as they waited for whatever was going to happen next. Their gloves and hats remained on the empty hospital bed next to me. They would not be needing those items until it was time for them to leave.

"I also think that the two of you really want to sleep." I said cheerfully. As expected the two constables relaxed into their chairs, their bodies becoming as limp as two overcooked pieces of elbow macaroni. Their heads dropped down, nodding towards their masculine muscular chests, and their hands rested loosely in their laps. I walked over to Constable Bender. I couldn't help but grin at the fun I was about to have with him and Constable Sanders. It was going to be a bit naughty, but harmless. "Even more relaxed and limp, Constable Bender. Let your entire body relax even more," I encouraged him as I took hold of his shoulders and pushed at his torso. It took a bit of doing but I managed push Constable Bender over to his right and place Constable Bender's head in Constable Sanders' lap.

"Constable Bender , when I awaken you, you will have developed an uncomfortable tension headache. You will find that when you head is resting in Constable Sanders' lap, the headache melts away and your head feels very good. Constable Sanders, you will not push Constable Bender away from you, because you don't want him to feel bad," I said to them. "Come awake as I count from one to three. One. Two. Three."

Constable Bender jerked his head and body up and away from Constable Sanders' lap, as soon as Constable Bender realized where his head was. He shot a 'what the hell are you doing' look at me as he sat there looking at me. Constable Bender appeared to be a tad bit upset with me. Constable Sanders, meanwhile, remained calm after he awakened. His face showed that he was mildly surprised to find Constable Bender's head in his lap, but Constable Sanders did not appear to be upset about it. Constable Sanders said nothing to me or Constable Bender.


"My head really hurts," Constable Bender told me a minute or so later.

"It might be a tension headache. It might feel better if you rested your head in Constable Sanders' lap for just a minute," I told him pleasantly.

"That sounds ridiculous," Constable Bender replied, looking at me as if I was a few fries short of a Happy Meal. Constable Bender winced and rubbed his fingertips on his temples.

"Maybe, but what have you go to lose by doing it? It would be a lot faster than aspirin. Besides, I think Constable Sanders will understand," I told Constable Bender.

"Sure I would understand," Constable Sanders agreed. "I don't want to see you in pain, Henry."

"Okay, as long as you don't mind, Fred," Constable Bender said as he lowered his head towards Constable Sanders' lap. An expression of relief appeared on Constable Benders' face as soon as the right side of his face came into contact with Constable Sanders' lap. "Ohhh...." he cried out as the pain left him.

"Does that feel better Constable Bender?" I asked him.

"Oh yes, yes it does," Constable Bender agreed readily. "No more headache."

"Well, just go ahead and rub your head on Constable Sanders' lap, if it helps you to feel better. I'm sure that Constable Sanders doesn't mind."

"I don't mind at all," Constable Sanders agreed. He looked down at Constable Bender as father might look at his little boy snuggled in his lap.

"You might feel better if you were to get down on your knees in front of Constable Sanders, and put your entire face into Constable Sanders' lap," I said in a matter of fact tone of voice.

"Oh that sounds like a good idea," Constable Bender agreed. He slowly stood up from his chair and walked in front of Constable Sanders. Slowly Constable Bender knelt in front of Constable Sanders. Constable Bender bent over and placed his face firmly in Constable Sanders' lap. Constable Bender move his head to the left, so that he could breath easily. A few loud sighs of relief quickly followed.

"Go ahead and move your head to wherever you need to in Constable Sanders' lap, to keep your headache away," I told him. Constable Sanders looked over at me with an expression of tolerance. He was putting up with this, but he wasn't enjoying it at all. He had his legs firmly closed, and if that wasn't a sign of his discomfort, the way in which he firmly pressed his lips together while he looked over at me, was. Constable Bender started to move his head left and right and all around Constable Sanders' lap. Constable Bender was sighing with pleasure as he knelt there in front of Constable Sanders with his head in Constable Sanders' lap. I admit that I enjoyed the sight of one Constable kneeling in front of a second Constable, with the first Constable having his head nested in the lap of the second Constable.


"Sleep" I called out to the two Constables, after watching them for a few minutes. "Constable Sanders when you wake up you will discover that the feeling of Constable Bender's head and face in your lap is enjoyable. In fact the more he moves his head about in your lap the more enjoyable and erotic the feeling will become. You might even find yourself spreading your legs so that Constable Bender has better access to your lap, thighs and crotch. As for you Constable Bender, you'll discover that your headache is completely gone, but that you enjoy rubbing your face and head in Constable Sander's lap, and that the more you do it, the more enjoyable it becomes. You might even find that shortly it started to feel a bit erotic and that you really want to explore Constable Sanders' lap, thighs and crotch with your head and face." (Oh yes, dear reader, I was doing something very naughty with the Constables. No applause, please, just send money.)

The two Constables nodded their heads a few seconds after I finished speaking. They had signalled their agreement to my commands without being asked to do so, because they were fast becoming accustomed to doing what I told them. This is one of the reasons why I so enjoy hypnotizing policemen and members of the military. They are used to following orders. Of course the fact that I was using super hypnosis on them was a big help. Constable Sanders was already starting to smile as he nodded his head a second time. As I looked down at Constable Bender I understood why Constable Sanders was starting to smile. Constable Bender was nodding his head while it was still in Constable Sanders' lap. The gentle rubbing motion was no doubt starting to have an effect on Constable Sanders. It was time to wake these two men up and let them really go to town.

"One. Two. Three. Wide awake!" I called out to them.

Constable Sanders awoke with a jerk and snapped his head up looking around the room. He seemed a big bewildered for just a moment or two. He kept his expression neutral as he looked down at Constable Bender's head nestled in his lap . Constable Bender's head snapped up a half a second later. He wound up looking up at Constable Sanders handsome face. A small spread on Constable Benders lips, and a twinkle of anticipation sparkled in his eye as he stared at Constable Sanders for a moment or two. I only saw Constable Bender's profile, but it was a foregone conclusion that his smile was spread upon both sides of his face and that his right eye was twinkling and sparkling just as well as his left eye.

Constable Bender set right to work. He pressed his head down firmly into Constable Sanders lap and started moving his head left and right as well as forward and backward, as he moved his head all about. At first there was no reaction from Constable Sanders, even after several minutes of intense effort on the part of Constable Bender. Then I saw a small smile brush Constable Sanders' lips. He was starting to enjoy himself, just a tiny little bit.

Constable Bender looked up at Constable Sanders to see what reaction his actions were producing. Apparently that hint of a smile was enough to encourage Constable Bender. He kept doing what he was doing, keeping the pace the same, and taking his time. After a few more minutes he stopped and looked up at Constable Sanders again. A mischievous grin appeared on Constable Bender's face, and his eyes lit up with anticipation. He had something in mind, and I couldn't wait to find out what. I didn't have long to wait. Constable Bender placed each of his hands on Constable Sanders' knees. With a nod of his head and a big grin on his face, Constable Bender flexed his muscular arms and pushed Constable Sanders' legs apart. Constable Sanders offer only a token resistance. I saw Constable Sanders' chest heave as Constable Benders spread Constable Sander's legs wide apart. I didn't have a protractor with me at the time, but I would have guessed that the angle of his legs would have been just short of ninety degrees.

With his arms locked in place to prevent Constable Sanders from taking any type of action if he suddenly changed his mind, Constable Bender launched his torso forward and dove his head and face into Constable Sander's crotch. As I saw him do that, my cock became rock hard. I had expected something along those lines to happen, after all I was the one who had suggested the general idea, but I was caught off guard by the erotic overtones generated while seeing an RCMP Constable doing that to another RCMP Constable. I was pleased to note that I had recovered enough from my physical trauma to have normal male reactions to sexually stimulating situations. Of course I wasn't thinking of it in exactly those medical terms.


The soft moans escaping from his lips, and the occasional shudder that ran through his body, were clear if somewhat subtle signs that Constable Sanders was appreciating Constable Bender's efforts. The dead giveaway though, was when Constable Sanders reached down and placed his hands gently but firmly on Constable Bender's head and forced that handsome head down firmly in between his spread legs. Constable Sanders leaned back in the hospital chair and gave himself over to the pleasure that Constable Bender was providing him. (I find it very satisfying to see two men enjoy each other, even when their clothes remain on. Sometimes circumstances, such as these, limit your options.) Constable Bender was pushing his head as deeply into Constable Sanders' crotch as he could, while moving his head from left to right so that he could breath. Constable Benders entire body was moving back and forth, and up and down as he did his best to cover every square centimetre of Constable Sanders' lap, crotch and lower pelvic area. I confess that I found the motion of Constable Bender's backside to be entertaining, even if it was hidden beneath his Scarlet Tunic.

Animal moans of pleasure and profound panting filled the hospital room, as Constable Bender fully stimulated Constable Sanders. The two of them were going at it with great enthusiasm. They no longer cared if I was in the room, or for that matter if anyone else was in the room. I was curious if the two Constables were sporting erections. Alas, I would never know, short of a Janet Jackson type wardrobe malfunction. I would never indulge in my fantasy of finding out. I had my own RCMP Constable. I didn't need to grope any of Andy's friends. After a few more minutes of fun, I knew I would have to wake them up and send them on their way. All good things must come to an end.

"SLEEP!" I yelled at them. Constable Sanders wilted in the chair like a plant that had not been watered for a week or two, his legs spread apart and his arms dangling down his sides like two loose ropes, a look of utter contentment plastered on his face. Constable Bender was slumped down kneeling in front of Constable Sanders. Constable Bender's head was resting in Constable Sanders' lap. Constable Bender's handsome head was lying on his left side, a look of peace plastered on it. I was loath to wake them up and return them to normal, not because I feared what their reaction would be. I didn't want the fun to end, because they were handsome men, and very good subjects. (Okay, so with my super hypnosis powers, all men a very good subjects. Still you had to admit they were damn cute, dear reader.) "Now, Constables, when I wake you up you will remember everything that you did in hypnosis. Any time today that you hear me, and only me, say the word sleep you will eagerly and joyfully return to this wonderful state of hypnosis. If you are sitting down you will relax comfortably into your chair, and if you are standing you will find yourself able to stand easily and comfortably as you slip back down into hypnosis. When you wake up you will know that you cannot leave this room until I give you permission. You will also know that you cannot harm me." I thought about stating more specific instructions about harming me, but then I realized it wasn't necessary. A few short words, followed by some brief mental commands is all that would be required to change their memories of the afternoon's events, should that be necessary.