Matt quickly put another of his fantasies in motion. "I
wish that Don will do whatever I tell him to do," he said
quietly. Outwardly, there was no change except a brief
tingle in Matt's own mind. Don still stood there glaring
impatiently at the unwelcome visitor. But Matt certainly
hoped his wish had taken effect.
"Don, let me in," he said firmly. The older teen
immediately stepped back and held the door open,
allowing Matt entry to the DeSoto house.
"I'm sorry, but you can't come in. You need to leave,"
said Don, oblivious to his own complicity in the
neighbor boy's entrance.
"Eventually, maybe. Why don't you take off your
clothes?"
"Because I don't want to," said Don dully. Matt realized
that he'd framed his command in the form of a
question, which compelled a truthful answer. "Hmm,
take off your clothes," he said, and the
confused-looking college stud did exactly that.
"I have to put some clothes on," Don stammered.
"No you don't. Never wear clothes in my presence
again," said Matt, who was fully appreciating the show
he was getting.
"Okay." Don looked uncomfortable with this but had no
choice but to comply. Matt laughed. What should he
make this handsome stud do next?