The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

When you pack the rests of your life for the rest of your life, there’s not that much that you can take with you.

Matt learned that lesson while he prepared to leave his past behind and get on the road. There was so much he wanted to keep, and so little he could carry...

Not things. Things were easy. The things he actually needed to take with him would fit in a small backpack. What was difficult was... all of them. All of his men, the ones he had chained to him and now he had to unbound so they could live their own lives. He had felt the abandoned man in the apartment where they dropped Ethan, he had felt his dad’s loneliness, and he knew he couldn’t do that to his own men. He needed them to stop being his and start being their own.

This was a lesson on letting go, and he had to learn it along the way.

First there were Rob and Luke.

They were the easiest ones. They were already bound to each other. He had seen the love and the care in the way they treated each other after Josh hurt them, he knew the link he had created between them and, no matter what happened, if they could be with each other they were going to be alright.

And here they were, standing next to his bed, wary but expectant. They knew what was coming and they didn’t want to stop being bound to him, but they still had to do what he said.

He wrapped Rob in his arms and kissed him, and he could feel his power wrapping Rob and taking over him... for the last time.

For the last time, Rob relaxed and went limp in his arms, surrendering to him. For the last time, they were removing his clothes and Rob stood in front of him, naked and hairy and beautiful, already breathing hard and already getting hard.

For the last time, Luke ed them.

Luke was already naked as well, his body a breathtaking landscape of dark skin and muscles sweaty with lust. He knew what came next, he knew Matt was about to release them, but right now all he could feel was his need for Matt that overruled anything else.

They embraced and kissed, and Matt was already feeling the loss and the need to stay he dreaded. How could he give up moments like this? It was so good and so right, to be there naked with these two naked men, sweating and panting together, all three of them focused on his body and his pleasure. How could he say goodbye?

There had to be a way.

They fell together on top of the bed, their naked bodies sliding against each other, and for a couple minutes Matt just relaxed and let them make love to him. Let’s pretend just for a second that tomorrow will never come...

Rob was hard, and he put no resistance when Matt pulled him up to line his cock with his mouth. Matt still owned him, and if Matt wanted to suck him off Rob would do it and love it, just because Matt wanted it.

He had sucked Rob off many times before, but it was always like the first time. Something about having a hard cock in his mouth and hearing a man moan in pleasure was always fresh, always new, and he could never get tired of it.

Meanwhile, Luke was going down between his legs and taking his cock in, all warm mouth and gentle licks, swallowing him as deeply as he could exactly the way Matt liked.

Just for a second, he let go, and surrendered to this pleasure with the same abandon he had felt in the past. Just for a second, all that mattered were their naked bodies, making love to each other, him sucking and getting sucked, all his men serving his pleasure like it was the first time...

He was split in two. Half of him was ing his two lovers in the spiral of desire, and the other half was going deeper, deeper, ing he had something to do, searching for a way out for the three of them.

Rob and Luke were gone already, their minds completely taken by the sex and the ion and submission that they always felt with Matt, with no chance to resist, to think, to do anything but feel what Matt made them feel.

They were open and close, point blank and wide open for him, and he could feel the link between them and him, and between the two of them. The observer in him saw it, noted it, and thought maybe if he tugged here and pulled there and perhaps pushed here, he could change this into that and set them loose...

Meanwhile the other half of him, the ionate lover, was pulling them both even closer, and Rob was sitting on his cock with his eyes closed, and Luke was opening his legs and even if the position was awkward, his rock hard cock was the only thing that could satiate him.

He rocked his hips slightly, and that was enough for both of his men to lose control.

With a deep sigh and a moan, Rob lowered himself until Matt’s cock was fully inside him, and Luke thrust forward until he was fucking Matt as deep as he could. It felt so good, so amazing, to have a cock in his ass and an ass on his cock, fucking and getting fucked, two beautiful men at his beck and call, living only to give him pleasure, both of them attuned to what he wanted and willing to give it to him.

Matt let himself enjoy it for a moment, the last moment of complete abandon, and then he reached within them, using their bodies as a bridge between their minds.

The link he had created between them was there, as strong as ever, and he took good care to not touch it. They would always have each other, that was the parting gift for them.

And then, there was the link binding them to him.

They didn’t know what was happening, but they reacted to the moment he grabbed those links. Both of them began breathing harder, moving harder, fucking him harder with their cocks harder than they had ever been.

He felt the connection, the chains of lust, desire and submission making them his property, and he just knew how to release them.

First it was Luke. Luke, an insatiable sex machine, Luke who had been so eager to fall under his spell. Luke, right now fucking him with every muscle of his body in tension, his beautiful dark skin already covered in sweat, his cock rock hard plunging on Matt’s ass.

When Matt broke the bond, suddenly his eyes opened wide and he thrust in and stayed in, paralyzed with pleasure while he unloaded his cum inside Matt. A loud moan escaped from his lips and he fell on the side, exhausted and almost unconscious.

Next it was Rob. So submissive, pretty much his slave. Rob, who had tried to fight his control so hard, only to finally crumble when he couldn’t resist anymore. Rob, right now fucking himself on Matt’s cock, his hairy chest going up and down, almost trying not to breathe, trying to hold on, trying to last as long as he could while his cock twitched and he shivered in the mix of pain and pleasure only getting fucked could give him. Then he felt Matt’s power hitting at the very center of him and releasing him, and he suddenly went rigid and his ass clamped around Matt’s cock, and they came together, Matt cumming inside him and Rob helplessly spilling his cum on Matt’s chest.

They wouldn’t be left as if untouched. His mark would still be in them and they would still want men, there was no way to change that now. And in the future, if he wanted to get them back, he could do it with almost no effort and they would gladly fall back under his spell.

Yes. But they wouldn’t need him.

This was the endgame. He had felt Daniel’s hunger and he was not leaving his men like that. They had to be able to live without him, all by themselves... or, in the case of Luke and Rob, with each other.

Then it was Cameron.

No matter what, Matt was certain that Cameron would be okay.

Cameron had been the only one of his men who had tried to keep some sort of independence and the only one to stand up to him. If one of them had a chance to move on without him, it would be Cameron.

Still, the bond was there, and Matt knew how strong it was. He had created it, after all, and he knew it was better to release him.

There was something so special about making Cameron submit to his will. Just a kiss, a light touch, and he could feel how Cameron’s will flickered and faded away, all his strength lost in a wave of desire and submission, and somehow the fact that he was older, that he was a teacher and so strong, just made it feel so much more special when they kissed and he grabbed Cameron’s body and mind and made them his.

He kissed his way down to Cameron’s neck and found that sensitive spot right under his Adam’s apple. He knew exactly how to kiss it and suck it to drive Cameron crazy.

—Oh, fuck...!

It was just too good, to feel Cameron shiver in his arms and feel his body slowly come uncovered next to him as their clothes fell off.

He went down on Cameron’s chest, loving the feeling of the hair against his face, and the way he let out a strangled moan when he lightly bit a nipple.

— God, I’m gonna miss this!

Matt paused for half a second. How could he be doing this? He was going to miss it as well. He loved all his men in his own way, including Cameron. Cameron with his stubborn insistence to keep as much independence as he could. Cameron, strong and protective, the one who had been willing to speak truth to him, to keep him in check. Cameron, to whom he had trusted the most precious thing in his life when he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t see them again.

Cameron was now going down on his knees, losing himself in the lust and submission not even he could resist.

Yes, Cameron knew what they were doing, and he knew that Cameron knew why, but he had always felt that Cameron had only been bound to him because he had to. The fact that a part of Cameron had come to like it, to like him, took him again by surprise.

Cameron was sucking him like there was no tomorrow, even if tomorrow was already there, even if all they could do was buy time seeking refuge in one last moment together, because no matter how fast they ran, the future had already caught up with them.

Fugitives of tomorrow.

He didn’t want to think about it, not now.

He let go.

He let go, grabbing Cameron’s head and fucking his mouth as hard as he could, loving the feeling on his cock, the sense of power and control, the connection with Cameron that told him exactly how his teacher was feeling.

Just for a few moments, nothing mattered except that connection, that link of power and lust and hunger. They lost themselves in the act of Cameron sucking him.

Matt rocked his hips back and forth, loving the feeling of Cameron’s mouth, and Cameron just gagged on his cock and loved every second and every millimeter of it. Just for a second, nothing else mattered.

But it couldn’t last. They were doing this for a reason, and he knew what it was.

They moved to the bed and Cameron laid on his back, opening himself for Matt, all his in body and mind.

Cameron’s ass was a work of art, all firm muscle and tight walls around his cock, warm and soft and inviting, and he just loved the way Cameron’s face contracted when he was getting fucked, in that intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure that spilled over his mind. He knew how Cameron felt, he knew what he wanted, and he wanted to give him more.

He could feel everything through the link between them, all the desire and submission and pure, unadulterated pleasure that Cameron was feeling right now, beyond thought, beyond will and mind, completely overtaken by lust and bliss.

He took the dive, going deep inside Cameron, using the link as a guide until he reached the center of what Cameron was, the place where his voice and his power were engraved on him, controlling him and binding him to his will. Cameron couldn’t help it, he began whimpering and shaking the deeper Matt went, feeling only Matt’s dick inside his body and Matt’s power in his mind.

He was almost there, almost, and the moment Matt touched the core of their connection to break it, Cameron couldn’t stop himself any longer, and his back arched on the bed while his cock erupted on a stream of thick cum over his chest, completely overtaken by the pleasure Matt was making him feel.

It was a matter of pure seconds, to find and grab and cut the connection between them as much as he could, to give him back as much freedom as possible and make him able to be himself again.

And then Matt looked at Cameron, basking on the afterglow of that final orgasm, and he couldn’t help to feel a spark of sadness.

Yes he was going to miss that too.

Three done, three to go.

Next on his bed were Daniel and Josh. He still didn’t know how to make things right with them. They had come and changed everything, and now all of them would have to leave, and he didn’t know if the way he decided to handle things with them was the best.

Luke and Rob and Cameron would stay there, they had lives to live and needed to be able to root themselves to their lives. Daniel and Josh were going on the road just like him, and they were taking a path for themselves that sometimes may cross with his own.

All they would have was each other.

Daniel’s sensitiveness to the Tempters just made things even more complicated. If he set him too free, he would fall to any Tempter he found. If he kept him too bound, he wouldn’t be able to stand being apart from him. He had to find the right balance and hope it worked.

It started easy, one of them at each side, already naked and hard. He pulled both of them closer, locking them in a three way kiss, and their bodies moved as close as they could to his body, skin on skin, and surrendered to him.

Josh melted in his arms, completely overwhelmed by his desire for him and Daniel. Unlike his other men, Josh had already been gay before he found him, and he had been desperately in love with Daniel and hiding it from himself for years under an armor of anger and fear and loneliness. When he enslaved Josh, he had also released him, making him free to love, to want, to be what he had never dared to be. He could feel all that as Josh’s mind opened up to him. There was nothing left of that pain or anger, just the distant memories that right now were burning to ashes as they kissed.

Matt kissed his way down and got Josh’s cock in is mouth, feeling how it got harder and throbbed under his tongue and Josh thrust his hips, trying to drive it deeper inside him.

It was just so good, to feel that power, to know that he could drive Josh crazy with just his mouth, to feel that loss of control, that complete abandon, just because of him...

He pulled Daniel next to him and they kissed, both of them sucking Josh, kissing though his cock and making love to each other by making love to him.

He could feel how the limits between them were blurring, how he couldn’t distinguish where he ended and they started. Their desire for him and for each other were becoming one, and their bodies were feeling just like one.

Was that his ass, opening to receive a cock? Or was it Daniel’s ass? And who was fucking it? Josh? Himself? He didn’t know. All he knew was the pleasure and desire of sex, of his own power drawing them to him and him to them, making love, surrendering and letting go.

Someone was fucking and someone was sucking, and someone was getting fucked, and it was like all three of them were doing all that at the same time.

It was so hard to find himself in that vortex of lust, to tell himself apart from them when a part of him didn’t want to, when a part of him just wanted this to last forever.

He was on his back on the bed and Josh was fucking him with short, strong thrusts with his eyes glazed with lust. Daniel was behind Josh, holding his cock against Josh ass and letting him fuck himself with the same movement he used to fuck Matt. He could feel how none of them were thinking, how they were just overtaken by sex, by need and submission, and he could feel how close they were to orgasm and how open they were to his power.

It was time.

It took just a second, reaching inside both of them, to the very core of what they were, right where his power was binding them, and make the change.

Daniel was difficult. He could feel how strongly Daniel himself fought to stay attached to him, how much his own power tried to keep him linked to Daniel, how hard it was and how delicate the balance he had to achieve was. Enough for him to be free, but not enough to be prey. Leave enough of a mark that when they met again, down the road, he could still claim Daniel as his own. Enough to guard him from other Tempters, but not enough that he would fall again in that bleak hunger he’d felt when they met, just a couple days ago that now felt like a lifetime.

He’d had so little time, and he didn’t know it...

He found the kind of link he was looking for, and slowly, gently, drew Daniel in and wrapped him with his power again, just to give him enough of an illusion of freedom. And then, once Daniel was secured, Josh was easy.

The link between Daniel and Josh was already there, created by Josh’s hidden love and Daniel’s loyalty, transformed by them now being able to love each other, to be with each other, to want each other the way Josh had wanted all his life.

All he had to do was take that link and make it stronger, redirect Josh and Daniel and give them to each other like a gift, while still keeping enough of himself in them.

It was done.

They were both shuddering and moaning, cumming in a mindless orgasm, the power and desire and pleasure erasing their minds in a single moment of perfection, of a last moment belonging to him and the start of a lifetime together.

And then they fell together with him, looking at him with new eyes, still wanting him but more free, more like themselves, and they turned towards each other and got lost in a deep kiss full of ion, with the same light in their eyes that Luke and Rob had shown.

For him and them this was not a goodbye, but it certainly felt like one.

And then there was only one last man to go.

He looked at him, standing in his bedroom, unsure of how he would do that. He, who had been with him since the beginning and had sacrificed so much for him. He, who had taught him so much about life, about love, about himself.

How could he do it?

And he spoke first.

— When this all started I never imagined it could end like this, you know?

— Me neither. But I think it’s for the best.

— This doesn’t change anything. Whenever you feel like you have to, whenever you need me, you know where to find me.

He wanted to believe it. True love is so hard to break. From all that he was leaving behind, this would be what he missed the most. But it had to be. He had to get on the road, and there were very few things he could take with him.

— So... how do we do this?

He looked at him.

— Just get on the bed. I will take care of the rest, dad.

He didn’t know if he’d get to see his dad again. He wanted to, he hoped to, but he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to. He was going to be on the road the rest of his life, after all, and this was the last present he could give him.

His dad had been bound to him, just in a different way that his men had been but not less strongly. He had been made to spend his life caring for Matt with no life of his own, with no chance at finding his own love or making his own path. Matt just knew he had to try to give him some of his life back, and when they had talked his dad had agreed to give it a try.

He sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on his dad’s forehead.

He concentrated and felt his power, going through their touching skins and wrapping his dad’s mind.

His dad closed his eyes and sighed, and his whole body relaxed as Matt got in touch with him and tried to go deeper.

It was unexpectedly easy. There was a link between them already, one that he hadn’t created and hadn’t noticed because it had been there all his life. He could feel all the ways his dad’s mind had been touched and played with.

He could feel the lifelong longing for someone who came, used him and left.

— Oh God! I had forgotten how... how it... feels...!

His dad was shivering simply from his touch, moaning softly, and Matt could already feel how he was opening to him.

He followed the connection between them, created to keep his dad bound to him as a protector, as a companion, as... as a father.

How much of his dad’s love for him had been manufactured, and how much came from who he actually was? He had been doing that to his men, forcing Jared to love him and forgive him, and suddenly he wondered what would happen to his dad. He didn’t want to give up that love, but he had to risk it. It would be worse to keep his dad trapped, because no matter what, he wanted him to have a chance at happiness.

He followed that love, deeper and deeper, until he reached the center of his dad’s mind and felt it open to him.

It was like breaking a dam.

There was so much feeling there that for a moment he was overwhelmed. Hopeless love for the man that had trapped him, a dry and inescapable longing... and yes, love for him, pride of the man he’d become, all the good and bad moments they had lived together, and all of that submerged in a pool of old loneliness and pain.

Just so much pain...

He released it all, he could feel all that feeling spinning around them both, and while it flowed like a tide, like a wave, like a river carrying itself out, he found the links binding him and his dad together and forced himself to cut them.

And then it was over, and his dad was trying to catch his breath and trembling softly, and there was a dark spot in the front of his pants.

— Wow. — he finally said, staring at the ceiling. — I had forgotten how it is to be myself.

And then he turned to look at Matt and a smile slowly distended his lips.

— You’re still my son. And if you ever want to come back, my house is your house.

And Matt sighed and some knot inside him came undone, because he hadn’t known how much he needed to hear those words.

And after all that, there was only Jared left.

Jared, because no matter how much of your life you leave behind, there are some things that you just need to take with you wherever you go.