Isn't It Obvious?

Ray showed up for work that day with a smile on his face and a bounce in his step. He was feeling better than ever, and was ready to tackle the day ahead. His work clothes looked amazing on him. (He had needed to use his powers to make them fit, though). The tan cotton polo shirt he was wearing clung tightly to his skin, leaving no room for the imagination as to how fit he was. The black khakis he had on clearly showed off his well defined legs. Ray strode behind the counter and began his morning prep. He could hear Ty in the supply room, shuffling through drawers and cabinets while humming. Ray was nearly finished with his prep work when he heard the door open behind him, then a gasp, followed by a thud and a loud assortment of hollow clattering noises. Ray spun to see Ty flat on his ass, mouth agape staring at him, surrounded by plastic cups. It took only a couple of quick steps for Ray to clear the distance between them

"Whoa, you ok?" Ray reached down and grabbed one of Ty's arms, pulling him up. Ray was pretty used to needing to help Ty get up, since he was a little clumsy, but unfortunately, his familiarity betrayed him. As Ray went to pull Ty to his feet, he greatly underestimated his own strength, and ended up flinging Ty into himself. "Oh shi- Sorry!" Ray's arm flew around Ty's waist and trapped him against himself to prevent them from both going flying back. "Sorry."

"It's... ok... um, thanks for helping me up." Ty squirmed in his arms a little, which made Ray realize just how close they were.

"I uh... didn't hurt you did I?" Ray's eyes roamed over Ty's tiny form, pressed into him. Ty's face was currently mashed up against his chest, heavily leaning into him. Ray could feel every breath he took.

"No, no... I'm ok." Ty tried to look away but his limited mobility made it difficult for him to really turn his head. Ray watched as a blush spread across his face, and he felt Ty's breathing get faster. Ray realized Ty literally couldn't get away, due to his arm being wrapped around Ty's waist, and his other arm holding Ty's left hand hostage. Ray's eyes went wide as he felt something starting to push into his thigh. He quickly moved his arms away, though in the process, he managed to slap Ty on the top of his fat ass. Ty stifled a gasp before quickly backing away. "S-sorry, I'm just going to pick these up and then go rest in my office for a second!" Ty did a 180 and bent over to pick up the scattered cups, giving Ray a more than generous view of his rear. Ray spun and started busying himself with the last of his prep work to avoid the dangerous thoughts that were creeping into his head.

After a minute or so Ty finished picking up the plastic cups, and he bolted to his office, (which was really more of a glorified closet). Ray let out a sigh of relief and flopped on to the counter for a moment. He calmed his racing mind, (the one upstairs and downstairs), and tried to organize his thoughts a little.

Jesus... what a situation to get in to. Ray went over to start refilling one of the drink coolers they kept near the counter. I need to be more careful, I could've actually hurt him. Though I suppose I could just fix him with my powers.. Speaking of which, I should really start using those today. I could wait for some of the regulars... Ray turned and looked at the door leading to Ty's 'office'. He smiled devilishly. But why would I do that when I have the perfect test subject?

Ray paced behind the counter for a little while. He still had about an hour before any customers were likely to roll in. It was a Sunday, after all. Ok... first order of business. I decree that I have the ability to see anywhere I focus on, like a free roam camera. While using this ability, my body will go on autopilot and do whatever is required of it.

Ray focused on the counter in front of him. Suddenly, after a whooshing sound and feeling a tug, Ray's vision shifted. He looked around, a bit disoriented. He turned to look at himself, his body was sitting bored at the counter, waiting for a customer. Perfect. And with just a though, Ray whisked away to a room very close by.

Ty was sitting at his desk, some meaningless papers scattered about on top of it. He stared at them, but his eyes were unfocused, his face still red from the previous encounter. He let out a loud frustrated sigh and slammed his head into his arms, which were now on the desk. One of his legs was furiously bouncing.

"Why did he look so good today?" Ty groaned. "And of course I just had to fall into him..."

Ray smiled from above, (not really, he currently didn't have a body), watching Ty bounce in his seat in discomfort and frustration. He never realized he could have this affect on someone. It made him wonder something. I decree that I clearly remember every time Ty hit on me. A rush of memories hit him. The amount was absurd, to the point Ray wanted to punch himself for being so damn oblivious.

"I'm obsessed with this stupid guy!" Ty slammed his fist into his desk, though there wasn't much power behind it. "He probably isn't even into guys... especially not someone as gross as me." Ty's tone turned depressed, before quickly turning to frustration again. "Why can't I stop thinking about him!?"

Ray simultaneously wanted to laugh at Ty's frustration, and comfort him with a hug. He mentally sighed. Let's see if I can't help him spice things up a little. Ray floated below Ty's desk to try and get a view of the goods. Ty's khakis were insanely tight on him. They may as well have been spandex, with how much they hugged his curves. But it makes sense, Ty isn't exactly built like the traditional guy. Ray was easily able to see the bulge at the front of Ty's pants, and if he had to guess, Ty was probably at half mast. Well... I can fix that. Let's make you truly obsessed with me. Ray did an evil mental chuckle. I decree that Ty has a raging erection that won't go down no matter what he does. It will be such a strong erection, that it will be two inches larger than normal. Ray floated back and watched with (figuratively, once again, no body) baited breath. He giggled manically, (once again, figuratively), as the tent in Ty's pants steadily began to hoist higher. Ty let out a cute whine.

"What's going on?" The twink asked himself as he pushed his chair out. The bulge in his pants was substantial at this point, and was still growing. Inch by inch it marched on. A mix of discomfort and arousal flitted across Ty's face. Ty reached a hand down and pressed on his dick. "I feel like I'm gonna burst!" Ty let out a girlish moan as his hand began to slowly stroke himself through his pants. "No!" He pulled his hand away. "I- I'm at work! I need to remain professional!" Ty stood up, trying to look determined. Instead, he looked ridiculous. The nine inch 'wrench in his pocket' was threatening to burst through his zipper at any second. Ty let out another whine. "I've never been so turned on..." He let out another quiet moan as he began to lightly hump the air, the friction of his pants sending delightful waves of pleasure to his brain. "Ray... what did you do to me?" Ty whispered. Ray had a mild panic attack that he had been somehow discovered, but realized that was absurd. Just in case... I decree that no one can know about my powers, unless I decide they can know. Ray was quite pleased with the little failsafe he had just installed. Turning back to the action, he watched as Ty began to undress.

Beneath the khakis, Ty had a simple pair of white boxers, which now seemed much too small on his massive boner. He quickly pulled them off, revealing the behemoth beneath. Ty's dick throbbed angerly, each vein clearly visible on the red surface. The head was a deep purple, and kept flaring with each pump of his heart. "It's so big..." Ty gently reach down and wrapped a hand around his shaft, moaning quietly. "...and so warm!" Ty's hand began to pump up and down the length of his shaft. Faster and faster he went, moaning louder and louder with each stroke. He had to cover his mouth with his other hand to stay quiet. Finally it reached a crescendo as Ty hit his limit. He started twitching, his abs contracting as he began to shoot rope after rope of cum. Jizz splattered on all of the papers on his desk, and it just kept coming. It was nearly thirty seconds before Ty's orgasm faded. "What happened to me?" Ty mumbled before falling back into his chair. "At least it's... over... with?" Ty looked down, only to see his erection was just as strong as before. "What the hell!" Ty jumped up in shock. His hands shot down to his dick, both of them wrapping around his molten hot manhood, before he moaned loudly and thrust forward. The stimulation after his first orgasm was nearly enough to send him over again. "Why...?" Ty whined like a bitch in heat as he began to pump his meat again. "G-goooo dooownnn!" Ty let out a prolonged moan as he came again, just as much, if not more, cum shooting out of his dick. Sadly for him, his dong did not agree with going down, and still stood at attention. Ty sat back in his chair, panting from exertion. He reached over to the fake potted plant on his desk, (which was now painted with cum), and lifted it up, revealing a small key. "I've never used these during work before... but... exceptions need to be made..." He reached down and unlocked the bottom drawer in his desk, he moaned as his dick pressed up against his stomach, jerking from the sensation. He opened it to reveal a bottle of lube, and a large black dildo. So that's what he keeps in the drawer... Ray thought to himself. Ty expertly lubed up the dildo before setting it on his chair. "If this doesn't work..." Ty let out a mix of a groan and a moan, before lowering himself on to the tower of synthetic flesh. His hands flew up to his face to cover his mouth as he moaned as quietly as he could. He slowly began to piston himself up and down the length, while at the same time, stroking his own dick. The effect was near immediate as he slammed on the dildo, hilting it, and cumming hard. He practically screamed into the one hand still left to cover his face. Even as his dick went off like a fire hose, Ty kept bouncing on the fake dick. He moaned into his hand over and over again. Ray moved closer to get a better view, only to realize Ty was actually moaning words. It was hard to understand at first, but it didn't take Ray too long to decipher. "Ray... Rayyyy! Pouunnd me! Use meee!!" Ray was stunned by what he heard. He had figured out, (just recently, because he was a dumbass), that Ty liked him, but for Ty to fantasize being fucked by him... Ray needed to do something.