Unseen Powers Ch. 04

Chapter 4 - Awakening Power and Desire

Still awash with the intoxicating mix of power, desire, and curiosity, Alex turned to Leon, who was standing in silence beside Emma. Their naked bodies were still glowing, an alluring testament to the erotic encounter they had shared. The intoxicating smell of sex lingered in the room, a tantalizing reminder of the hedonistic tableau that had just unfolded. Looking Leon directly in the eyes, Alex cleared his throat, "Leon," he began, his voice steady and commanding, "I want you to send me two sexy photos of yourself. One later this evening, and one tomorrow morning." A flicker of recognition flashed in Leon's vacant gaze before it faded back to the blank stare that had become all too familiar. Alex held his breath, the anticipation of what was to come setting his nerves alight.

With the command issued, Alex stepped away, his gaze lingering on the entranced pair for a moment longer before he left the room. As he closed the door behind him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. The unknown was always daunting, but for Alex, it was also exciting. He had an unprecedented power, an ability to command desire, and he intended to explore it further. Navigating through the dormitory building and stepping out into the open air, Alex felt a new kind of liberation. The warm sunshine on his skin felt almost intoxicating after the enclosed, sensual atmosphere of Leon's room. As he walked the path back to his own apartment, the buzzing in his mind grew louder. Thoughts of Leon, of Emma, of the raw sexual energy he'd tapped into - they all swirled around, filling him with a potent mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Once back in his apartment, Alex tried to settle his racing thoughts. He found himself thinking about what the evening would bring. Would Leon really send the picture? Would his command hold? The uncertainty was both nerve-wracking and enticing. As he waited for the evening to roll in, Alex found himself wrestling with his desires and fears. He had a power unlike anything he had ever imagined, but what was he to do with it? How far was he willing to go? His mind was a whirlwind of questions, but the answers were hidden, waiting to be discovered.

As the sun began to set, casting a soft golden hue over his apartment, Alex couldn't help but think about Leon. His muscular body, his vacant gaze, the way he had followed Alex's commands so obediently - it was all so intoxicating. His phone sat silent beside him, a beacon of anticipation as he waited for the first sign of his power's reach. The familiar buzz of Alex's phone broke the silence of his apartment, causing his heart to race. He almost dropped the carton of milk he had just taken from the fridge, his hands shaking with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Placing the milk back in the fridge, he wiped his clammy hands on his jeans before reaching for his phone. The screen lit up to reveal a text message from Leon. His breath hitched as he opened the message, a sudden rush of heat flooding through him at the sight that greeted him.

There in full glory was Leon, a mirror selfie showcasing his chiseled body, from his broad shoulders to his well-defined abs, down to his muscular thighs. His gaze was vacant, his eyes glazed and distant. But what drew Alex's attention the most was Leon's cock - hard and prominent, jutting out in a potent display of masculinity. The sight was incredibly arousing, igniting a fire in Alex's belly. As he looked at the photo, Alex felt his heart pound in his chest. He had done it. His command had held. Leon, a guy who barely knew him, had sent him a nude picture just because he had ordered him to do so. The realization was both terrifying and thrilling. Alex couldn't help but stare at the photo, his fingers hovering over the screen as if he could somehow feel Leon's rippling muscles. His mind was filled with images of Leon's vacant stare, of his muscular body under Alex's control. He didn't respond to the message, choosing to simply let it be. It wasn't necessary to reply; his power didn't need any reinforcement. And besides, he had something else to look forward to now - the photo he would receive from Leon tomorrow morning. The anticipation sent a shiver of excitement coursing through him.

Alex finally dragged himself away from the intoxicating image, the reality of the late hour dawning on him. He had a day full of lectures ahead and he needed to get some sleep. After one final, lingering look at Leon's photo, he turned off his phone screen and settled into his bed, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and images, desire and confusion. Sleep, when it finally came, was fitful. His dreams were populated by visions of Leon's muscled physique, Emma's voluptuous curves, and the power he now held over them. It was an intoxicating mix of arousal, power, and a touch of fear. What if someone found out? What if he lost control?

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When his alarm went off at 7.30AM, he groggily reached for his phone. Expecting to see a notification from Leon, he felt a sinking feeling in his stomach when he saw nothing. No text, no call, no notification. He frowned, his mind whirring with possibilities. Had his powers worn off? Has something happened to Leon? Or had he simply forgotten? Shaking off his worry, Alex pushed himself out of bed. He had a day full of lectures ahead. And who knows, maybe his powers needed some time to fully manifest. With that thought in mind, he got ready for the day, all the while keeping an eye on his phone, waiting for the notification that never came.

Throughout his morning lectures, Alex found it hard to concentrate. His mind was elsewhere, preoccupied with Leon and his apparent powers. His gaze kept drifting towards his phone, the lack of notification gnawing at him. Could it really be that his abilities had worn off? Had he dreamt it all? No, he remembered it too vividly. The sight of Leon and Emma under his control, the taste of his power, it was all too real.

At lunchtime, he retreated to a quiet corner of the university cafeteria. His usual appetite had vanished, replaced by a feeling of uncertainty. He absent-mindedly picked at his food, his mind filled with the events of the previous day. He replayed the timeline in his mind, remembering the precise time he had gone to bed, the time he had woken up. Roughly eight hours had passed in between, a window during which his control over Leon had seemingly evaporated. A thought struck him. Perhaps his powers had a time limit. Maybe they wore off after a certain amount of time had passed. It was a daunting realization, one that carried a slew of implications. It meant he would have to time his commands carefully, and perhaps even renew them periodically.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, Alex's phone buzzed, causing him to jump slightly. He hastily grabbed it, his heart pounding in his chest as he read the name on the screen. It was Leon. He unlocked his phone, and a message popped up on the screen. "I'm really sorry, I don't know why I sent you that picture," it read. Alex's heart pounded in his chest. Leon seemed to have no recollection of the previous night's events, the power Alex had exerted over him.

His mind began to race. Was this another aspect of his powers? Did the people he controlled have no memory of being under his influence? He thought back to their encounter, the vacant look in Leon's eyes. It was as if he had been in a trance, completely under Alex's command. A follow-up message came through, "Could you please delete the photo? And can you meet me at the campus gym later? I want to make sure you delete it."

Alex stared at the messages, a mix of relief and trepidation washing over him. The repercussions of his actions had begun to manifest themselves. But with the confirmation of his powers also came a renewed sense of control. He quickly typed a response, "Sure, I'll see you at the gym." Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Alex picked up his bag and began making his way to the campus gym. His heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and anxiety as he thought about his upcoming encounter with Leon.

As he walked into the gym, his gaze was immediately drawn to the familiar tall figure at the far end of the room. Leon stood out amongst the others, his dark skin glistening with sweat, his muscles straining under the weight he was lifting. His shorts were low on his hips, clinging to his strong thighs and outlining his muscular buttocks with every movement. The black tank top he was wearing clung to his ripped torso, accentuating the broadness of his shoulders and the narrowness of his waist, the fabric absorbing the sweat that trickled down his body.

Alex couldn't help but feel his desire rise at the sight of Leon, his impressive physique demanding attention. He found his gaze lingering on Leon's muscular arms, the swell of his biceps, the defined lines of his chest beneath the tight tank top. The erotic vision of the hulking basketball player covered in a sheen of sweat was a sight to behold, and it took all of Alex's self-control to keep himself in check. With a determined stride, Alex approached Leon, trying to suppress the arousal that was building within him. He raised his phone, bringing up the picture Leon had sent him. "I got your message, here is the photo," Alex said, holding his phone so that Leon could see. Leon stopped his workout and turned to Alex, his eyes momentarily vacant as he looked at the image on the screen. Alex didn't give Leon the opportunity to respond. Looking into Leon's eyes, he issued his command. "Leon, stop your workout and follow me outside," he said, his voice firm and unwavering. The effect was immediate; Leon's gaze glazed over and he put down the weights, turning to follow Alex out of the gym without a word.

Once they were outside and away from prying eyes, Alex looked at Leon, studying the blank expression on his face. "Leon," Alex said, deciding to probe a little further. "What do you remember about yesterday?" Leon looked thoughtful for a moment, and then began to recount a day that sounded nothing like the one Alex remembered. He spoke of basketball practice, dinner with Emma, studying for a test - a day devoid of any erotic encounter with Alex. The more Leon spoke, the more Alex felt a creeping sense of disbelief. His powers hadn't just made Leon and Emma forget what had happened; it had created an entirely different reality for them. The implications of this revelation sent a shiver down Alex's spine. He had initially thought of his powers as a way to manipulate people's actions, but this... this was something else entirely. It was as though he had the ability to reshape reality itself, to create an alternate version of events.

A whirlpool of thoughts spun inside Alex's head. The new discovery was indeed perplexing, but the sight of Leon's well-built body glistening with sweat, and the memory of the previous day's events flooded his senses. Desire, mixed with curiosity, clouded his mind. "Follow me to my apartment, Leon," Alex commanded, maintaining steady eye contact. Leon's eyes continued to carry that vacant gaze, yet his body followed obediently.

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Inside his apartment, a wave of uncertainty washed over Alex. What was he about to do? He turned to Leon, his heart pounding in his chest. "Strip," he ordered, and without hesitation, Leon began to remove his clothing, revealing his muscular physique. The sight of his glistening dark skin and rippling muscles triggered a wave of arousal in Alex. As if on autopilot, he followed suit, discarding his own clothes until both of them were standing naked in the room. The sight of Leon's naked body caused a surge of desire within Alex. The power he had over Leon, the ability to command him at will was an intoxicating mix of power and desire. But amidst all this, there was a gnawing fear, a creeping doubt. How much control did he really have? And more importantly, what was he going to do next? The answers were unclear, but the pull of his desire for Leon was too strong to resist. He stood there, naked and exposed, as he grappled with the full implications of his powers.

"I need you to tell me everything that's happening to you, Leon," Alex instructed, getting down on his knees. His eyes were level with Leon's groin. His flaccid length hung, a promise of what was to come. Without breaking eye contact, Alex took him in his hand, the soft skin contrasting with the growing hardness underneath. As his mouth descended upon Leon's length, Alex heard Leon start speaking, his voice trembling. "I...I'm at the gym... lifting weights..." Leon's cock began to harden in Alex's mouth. He kept his movements slow and steady, exploring him with his tongue, reveling in the salty taste and the feel of him in his mouth. "...I just finished a set... I'm...oh god...I'm sweaty..." Leon continued, his voice breaking.

With one hand cupping Leon's balls and the other on his shaft, Alex took him deeper, bobbing his head rhythmically. Leon's cock was fully erect now, twitching in Alex's mouth. Leon's speech became fragmented, a mix of the mundane and the sensual. "...taking a sip of water...feels so good...what is... bench press next..." His words were conflicting, a reality so different from the one they were in. Yet, the physical pleasure was real, tangible. Leon was here, in his apartment, being pleasured by him while his mind was lost somewhere else. The oddity of the situation made Alex's heart pound harder. His own arousal heightened by the contrast of what Leon was experiencing. The power he held, the ability to alter reality itself was intoxicating. He focused on the task at hand, lost in the sensual pleasure of Leon's moans.

As Leon continued to narrate his alternate reality, Alex couldn't help but become lost in the surreal, yet erotic experience. Leon's voice was shaky, wavering between the pleasure he was physically experiencing and the mundane reality he believed he was in. His moans of pleasure became intermixed with recollections of his perceived workout. "I'm...oh...moving to the treadmill now..." With his free hand, Alex reached down to his own cock, stroking himself in rhythm with the movements of his mouth on Leon. His erection throbbed with need, the pulsating pleasure mirrored in the hardness he tasted, felt, savored. Each swipe of his tongue on Leon's cock sent waves of desire rippling through his own body, fueling his masturbation.

His strokes were slow at first, a teasing rhythm that matched the pace of his bobbing head. But as Leon's moans grew louder, more desperate, Alex's pace quickened, the pleasure growing more intense. His hand moved faster on his shaft, his grip tightening in response to the building pleasure. His mind was filled with the conflicting realities; the physical pleasure they were both experiencing versus the surreal narrative Leon provided. The intoxicating blend of control and desire, reality and fantasy, was overwhelming. The boundary between their experiences was blurring, their shared pleasure becoming a singular, potent force.

As his pleasure crested, Alex gave one final command, "Leon...I want you to cum in my mouth." The words were husky, wrapped in the throes of his orgasm. The moment he uttered the command, he felt Leon's body tense up, a gasp echoing in the room. "Running... sprint... last stretch..." Leon's voice wavered, trying to maintain the façade of his gym routine, but his body betrayed him. Alex tasted the salty pre-cum, felt the throbbing of Leon's cock in his mouth, the precursor to his release.

Simultaneously, Alex's own pleasure peaked. His hand tightened around his cock, the strokes becoming jerky, desperate. He moaned around Leon's cock as he felt his orgasm ripple through him, his cum spilling onto the floor beneath him. He tasted Leon's release a moment later, the salty fluid filling his mouth as Leon let out a strangled moan, "Reps...finished...oh God...". Leon continued to narrate his workout, oblivious to the pleasure he was physically experiencing. His body convulsed, each spurt of cum corresponding with a shudder, a grunt, a twist of his hips. As the last remnants of their orgasms subsided, the room was filled with heavy breathing, and Leon's disjointed, confused narrative. The evidence of their pleasure lay between them, a stark contrast to the reality Leon was trying to comprehend. His glazed eyes, vacant expression, and the echoes of their pleasure were the only traces of the control Alex wielded, the distorted reality he had created.

Alex stood, his eyes gleaming with an unholy light as he looked at the spent athlete in front of him. The lingering taste of Leon's release in his mouth added a wicked thrill to his words. "Leon, we're not done yet," he declared, his voice resonating with a sense of command. "I need to... understand this power more. And you're going to help me." A flurry of emotions washed over Leon's face, confusion and uncertainty paramount among them. But his gaze was still vacant, his body still obediently complying with Alex's commands. The reality that he was perceiving was still a distorted figment of Alex's control. Alex reached out a hand, brushing Leon's cheek in a gesture that was more of possession than comfort. Leon's confusion was secondary to his own fascination and arousal. He was on the brink of a discovery, a power that was as erotic as it was baffling.

"And Leon," Alex continued, his smile wicked and his eyes holding a promise of desire and dominance, "I'm going to enjoy every second of this." His words hung in the room, an unspoken contract etched in the throes of their shared pleasure. With that, the room was filled with a palpable sense of anticipation. The mysteries of Alex's powers and the depth of his desires were waiting to be explored. As they stood on the precipice of their unknown journey, one thing was certain. The barriers of their realities were about to be pushed further.

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