Steven winced. He should have realized! He'd heard José's chanting, but it didn't even occur to him that this slimeball might actually know magic, of all things.
Never mind. He'd prepared for this. He reached his fingers down to his wrist and, with a deft flip of his finger, snapped the orange and brown friendship bracelet that was tied there. Immediately, a sense of rightness washed over him - no, a sense of rightedness, as if he'd just caught a teetering vase before it could tip over and smash. He'd set that charm up years ago just in case of this eventuality, and every now and again since then he'd found opportunities to increase the stored potential. Very few spells could possibly stand against it, and certainly nothing that this greasy two-bit hedgewizard could-
Steven suddenly realized that while his left hand had been activating the charm, his right had been moving towards his briefs. He felt the button pop loose before he grasped what was happening.
"Impossible!" he muttered. He forced his arm away, but it moved reluctantly. The spell was only loosened.
José chuckled. "Sorry, chico, but I think you'll find it's not impossible at all. I understand your disbelief. It shocked me silly when I first found out about it. Magic? How could it be?" He bent down over Steven. "But it is, chico, and I can use it. I have used it. And there's nothing, not the slightest thing, you can do about it. So I think you'd better stop playing around, chico, and take your cock out. NOW."
Had Steven not loosened the spell, that would have been it. As it was, his hands both lunged for his crotch before he could stop them, and his body spasmed. But then his will re-asserted itself and he began to stand again, the air glowing white around him as he strained with all his might against the spell's field of influence. Slowly but inevitably, Steven rose to his feet. He stood before José, covered in a sheen of sweat and a glow of magic, fists balled, chest heaving. He stared José in the eye.
"No," he said, simply.
José gasped and staggered back. "No!" he echoed, "how could this be?"
Steven stood tall and confident, but knew inside that the reprieve was temporary. José's spell was still tugging at his mind, and as soon as the man realized he still had a measure of control, Steven's advantage would be lost. He had to act now.