Just as I was about to give up, Ken fell asleep too, the dildo slowly falling out of his ass as his body relaxed. He started snoring so loud I thought I’d heard a chainsaw starting.
Jack clearly heard it too, because his eyes popped open and he glared furiously at Ken’s slumbering bearish form. He opened his mouth. It was time to seize my last opportunity!
“I wish Ken wouldn’t snore when he sleeps.”
Time to pull out the big guns. I’d have to make this change gradual enough that Jack would reject it, but not so slow that I’d run out of time. I knew just the thing.
“I wish Ken wouldn’t snore when he sleeps IN MY BED.”
Ken’s rumbling snore stopped instantaneously as he rose, crossed the room, and climbed into bed with Jack. He drifted back to sleep, his snoring immediately quieted. He spooned Jack, his arm draped over his fuzzy torso, his beard nuzzling the nape of his neck.
I watched Jack like a hawk. The change was subtle enough the he felt it was normal for his roommate to cuddle with him to stop the snoring, but that didn’t change how uncomfortable he was being in bed with another guy. Geez, this dude was a real homophobe. But I could crack him.
Ken gave me another shot almost immediately, as drool pooled in his open mouth and trickled down Jack’s back. Repulsed, Jack pulled away and whispered.
“I wish Ken would stop drooling”
And there was my opening!
“I wish Ken would NOT stop drooling OVER ME.”
Ken’s eyes snapped open. Being in bed with this bearded hunk was just too much for him to handle. He hugged Jack tighter, smelling his neck and growling with lust. He began to kiss Jack’s back with slow, tender pecks. “God, you’re so fucking sexy,” he growled.
The next wish came even faster.
“I wish Ken would get off me!”
Well, that was easy.
“I wish Ken would get off WHEN HE TOUCHES me!”
Ken reached over to his shelf and grabbed a slim purple dildo, inserting it into his ass as his left hand snaked around Jack’s body, flicking at his nipple playfully through his tight shirt. His lustful moaning intensified and he began to rub his crotch. A spot of precum darkened the front of his already tented boxers. At this point, Jack’s face was red as a tomato. Angrily, he shouted at Ken.
“I wish I wasn’t in this bed with you!’
I winked and snapped my fingers.
“I wish I wasn’t WEARING CLOTHES WHILE in this bed with you!’
Instantly, Jack’s clothes vanished into thin air. His rock hard hairy, torso was exposed, along with his pert butt and soft member, which was still quite large while flaccid, I noticed. That explains why he never made a wish about that particular region.
Eagerly, Ken reached down to grab Jack’s dick, stroking it while he ran his fingers across his lush chest pelt. I could just feel it now! The trap was snapping shut. With his final wish of the night, Jack screamed:
“I wish Ken wasn’t bothering me like this!”
Too easy.
“I wish Ken wasn’t bothering me, BECAUSE I REALLY like this!”
Without a pause, Jack relaxed, enjoying the feeling of Ken’s furry body rubbing against his. He wasn’t being bothered anymore, that’s for sure. He started breathing faster, his dick jutting out under Ken’s attentions. He flipped over, pressing his lips against Ken’s, their voluminous beards rubbing together as he tentatively slid his hand down to wrap around his roommate’s engorged dick.
Hungrily, they pressed against each other and… did what comes natural. I just leaned back, relaxed, and basked in the glow of another job well done.