Finally start fixing Ben

Ben's eyes rolled into his head as Warren started roughly fucking him. Warren continued to shout insults and slurs. Bit hypocritical but you're not completely surprised. He's closeted and only started going for Ben when he began acting slutty. You now need to fix that. You call Ben's attention and, through a slutty gaze, he finally looks at you.

"How do you feel?" you ask.

"So full." he chuckled dumbly, "He's fucking me so good."

You sighed, realising you messed up your words. At least he was enjoying it.

"No, what does your subconscious feel?"

"Horrified, sick." he said, still grinning, "I'm not interested in men and now both of you have fucked me in the past week. I love Lacey and wouldn't cheat on her but it's like I don't have control. I'm acting like a whore wherever I go."

You felt bad again. He didn't remember the commands you gave him but each of these things that come from that, like his slutty actions and being fucked, are still in his conscious. However, seeing his sex-addled face as he got pounded reminded you how fucking sexy he was. No matter how bad you felt, you couldn't give up your hot DILF.

"Ben, I'm going to fix this." you say, to a moan, "Firstly, you are going to remember and act exactly as you were right up until you sucked my dick that first time. Everything I've said the past couple weeks will blur. However, I will keep some things as I've adjusted them. You still love thongs. They feel sexy to wear and improve your self confidence. You still like acting sexy and slutty in your front yard. Especially to show off to me. You won't act slutty anywhere else, especially at work, except in your yard or when you are having or trying to initiate sex. You'll feel comfortable in each of your clothes, but don't restrict yourself to just tight clothes. If Lacey gets you something, cherish it. On that, you love Lacey romantically and sexually just as you always have. In fact, the more Warren fucks you, the more those feelings will increase as you know you love her and don't want this. You will apologise for your recent behaviour with a big gesture and treat her amazing."

You paused. You weren't sure if his eyes were glazing from pleasure or the information. The information was stuff you already told him so it was probably the pleasure. But then it was a lot of information. There was one more thing you were going to add. You willed yourself to continue.

"Finally, I said you loved Lacey romantically and sexually? Well you also love me, but platonically and sexually. When we have sex, you don't see it as an affair. I am one of your best friends, as you are to me, and we celebrate that through our bodies. Our sexual encounters are the one secret you will keep from Lacey, because she doesn't need to know how we enjoy our friendship. Do you understand?"

Ben nodded enthusiastically, rocking as Warren pounded his hole. Warren sped up, getting close. You leaned in and kissed Ben. For the first time, Ben responded, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You felt him tense, though not in hesitation. He unleashed his seed from his bouncing dick, soiling his couch. You could hear Warren lose his own battle with his balls, moaning as he filled Ben with his load. As he panted and cooled down, you and Ben continued to make out. You smiled at your situation.

Once you had sent Warren off (you told him he'd go home and pass out in his bed, realising the sex was just a drunk dream as he remembered you were still in the room) and cleaned the couch, Ben said something that surprised you.

"You never came." your naked neighbour said, holding a couple of empty beer bottles.

"What?"

"Well I came on the couch, Warren came in my arse, but you never shot a load." Ben listed, sitting down.

"Huh," you thought aloud, remembering the events of today and your semi, "you're right."

Ben smiled devilishly, raising one of his legs to present his abused, cummy hole.

"Well, what do you feel about sloppy seconds?"