Danny's Special Power

cw: this story involves a family member witnessing the events

Danny had a special power. He could stimulate any man's prostate with only a thought in his mind. He didn't have to touch them, he just had to concentrate and make it happen.

Our story begins innocently enough. 18 year old Danny, a high school senior, was waiting for his friend Willy after school. Danny was a relatively good-looking guy. He had an athletic build, messy dark hair, hazel eyes, and olive skin. Today he wore black shorts and a gray tank-top.

Danny's friend Willy was a total hunk. Tall, muscular, honey skin, blue eyes, tousled blond hair. Danny couldn't help but let out a small moan as he saw Willy walking his way wearing only short running shorts and a cropped tank-top that fully displayed his hot abs.

"Hey bruh!" Willy greeted Danny. He grabbed Danny's hand and wrapped a big strong arm around him in a bro-hug. "You got your bag?"

"Right here," Danny said, showing Willy his overnight bag. Willy's mom was coming to pick them up and Danny was gonna stay over at Willy's house for the weekend.

"Got your toothbrush," Willy asked.

"For sure," Danny said.

"Good 'cause your breath stank."

"Shut up," Danny playfully shoved him and they both laughed.

Danny's cock throbbed in his pants. He wanted so badly to touch Willy. Touch him in a way that would probably end their friendship. He'd had the hots for Willy for a while now.

"There she is," Willy said as his mom's minivan drove into view.

Mrs. Smith was an attractive middle-aged woman, her blond hair loose. You could see where Danny had gotten his good looks from. Not to say Willy's daddy wasn't a hunk. Danny had caught himself checking him out a couple times too.

"How're you doing, boys?" Mrs. Smith said as Danny climbed into the backseat and Willy into the passenger's seat.

I'm doing good, Danny thought to himself. Today was the day. It was the day he was going to use his powers on Willy. He'd been thinking about it for weeks now. Would it be alright to do this to his friend? Would it be crossing a line? But he had these powers for a reason, he thought to himself. Surely he was meant to use them somehow.

They drove a bit, mostly in silence, Willy's mom asking the occasional question, like, how was school, what plans do you have tonight, etc. Danny mostly didn't listen. His sight was fixed on Willy: his short shorts riding up his muscular legs, his lean muscular torso begging to be touched.

Danny couldn't wait until they got home. His cock was rock hard in his pants. He had to do it now. He stared at Willy and concentrated. He imagined his finger penetrating Willy's virgin asshole, reaching deep inside and pushing on Willy's untouched prostate.

"Ahh," Willy let out a small yelp as the first wave of pleasure hit.

"Are you okay?" Willy's mom asked.

"I'm okay," Willy said, his cheeks flushed, his breathing a bit heavy. "Just a leg cramp."

Danny chuckled to himself. He continued his mind attack on his friend's prostate.

"Aaah," Willy quivered. He pressed his legs together.

"Willy, what's going on?" Mrs. Smith asked.

"Nothing mom," Willy said. "It's just hot in here. Can I turn on the A/C?"

Willy reached out for the A/C and put it on high. He was sweating now. He didn't know what was going on but suddenly blood was rushing into his large cock. He'd taken off his sweaty underwear after practice, and now his short running shorts were the only thing containing his growing erection.

Willy breathed in and out as Danny continued the mental violation. Willy gripped the armrest. He pressed his lips closed trying not to yell out.

Danny's mind power pushed in and out of Willy's virgin hole. The faux leather seats squeaked as Willy shifted uncomfortably in the front seat.

"Ah," Willy let out a whine. "Mom, I don't feel so good. Can I take my shirt off?"

Before his mom could respond Willy pulled off the little fabric that was covering his upper body. Danny couldn't help but let out a small moan as he stared at Willy's large pecs and his erect nipples.

"Willy!" His mom said. "What is wrong with you?"

Willy's breathing was fast and heavy as the pleasure kept building up in his backside. His cock was rock hard now, the eight inches threatening to slip out of his shorts. Precum leaking through the thin fabric.

"Are we there yet?" Willy moaned.

"We're almost there," Mrs. Smith said. "Calm down. I swear..."

Danny leaned back in his seat as he watched the effect he was having on his friend. His hand instinctively reached for the growing bulge in his own shorts.

Willy squeezed his eyes shut. His hand went down to shorts grabbing onto his rock hard shaft, the tip of his cockhead peeking out through the leg of his shorts. He groaned quietly as his other hand rubbed his chest and abs. His leg began to nervously move up and down.

Danny continued to massage Willy's prostate with his mind, as he massaged his own erection with his hand through his shorts.

Willy's body was shaking now. The head of his cock was fully outside his shorts now, leaking globs of precum on his thigh and onto the seat. Willy was whimpering. He didn't know what to do. His body was giving in to the unexpected pleasure he was feeling.

"Willy what is wrong with you?" his mom said, her eyes on the road.

Danny slipped his hand into his shorts, sure that Willy's mom wouldn't notice him now. He probed Willy's hole vigorously with his mind, massaging his prostate faster and harder.

"Aaaahhhh," Willy fully moaned now as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Willy, what is this?" Mrs. Smith said. "Is this for a tiktok or something?"

"Mom, I feel sick," Willy said.

"We're almost home," his mom said.

Willy's cock was dripping precum now. Like a snake it slid fully out of Willy's shorts, standing fully at attention.

"Oh, god," Willy could feel the climax coming and there was no way to stop it.

With a strangled cry, Willy's entire body convulsed. His back arched involuntarily as a shuddering gasp escaped his lips, followed by a low, guttural scream. His hips bucked forward once, twice, and then he was coming hard, his hot warm teenage cum spraying all over the car's dashboard.

"Willy!" his mom yelled. The car came to a screeching halt.

Danny watched as Willy's cock spasmed, shooting ropes of his hot white liquid all over the place, soaking Willy's chest and abs. The sight was too much and Danny shot his own warm load in his shorts. Willy inhaled deeply as he smelled the scent of musk and cum that now enveloped the minivan.

"Oh, god," Willy leaned back in his seat, his body flushed and shaking as he came down from the most intense orgasm he'd ever felt. His erect cock gently spurted as it released the last bit of cum from Willy's testicles.

"Willy," Mrs. Smith said. Cars behind her honking at her to move.

"I'm sorry mom!" Willy said. "I don't know what happened."

"Teenage hormones," Danny said from the back seat. Mrs. Smith and Willy both turned to look at him.

The silence in the car was heavy as they rode home.

"Mom, I'm so sorry," Willy said as they drove into their driveway.

"You boys clean this mess up," Mrs. Smith said. "I'll go get started with dinner. And not a word of this to your dad."

"Yes ma'am," Danny said.

"I don't know what happened," Willy said once his mom was out of the car.

Danny knew. And he knew this was gonna be the best weekend ever.