Having Matt totally under his control gave Sean an idea. "Wait here,", he said to Matt. "I'll be right back.".

Matt just stood there, still confused, but loving that he was so 'aroused'. He could feel his 'pre-cum' dripping outta' his cock, into his boxers, and into his good Rangers' pants..., and he was 'GETTING SO TURNED-ON !!!!'. He so wanted to 'shoot', but he was only constantly, 'edging'........ He really loved being aroused this way, nothing like this had ever happened before !!! He actually thought he might pass out !!!

Sean walked back to his truck, grabbed a really sharp, 'Hunter's Knife', that he kept in his truck for 'emergencies', took it out of its sheath, and went back over to Matt. Matt loved lookin' at Sean, he was so hot and sexy! Even without the 'magic-potion', Matt would've thought this....... Matt had grown up in a 'straight' conservative family. Bein' 'gay', was totally out of the question.... But Matt was 'gay', he knew it when he was in swim-team practice, football practice, back in junior-high-school, high-school, he knew it when he went to the 'Sports Club', where he worked out..... He still dated women; "Matt is so attractive in his uniform..... ", all the women/ladies said. But they rarely got past 'first-base'....., because unfortunately for the women/ladies, Matt was 'gay'.....

Matt was really one hot stud. Tall, worked out, really good-looking, kept himself in shape......
Every woman's, (or man's dream....)..... And now he was here, entranced by a really hot, stud, cowboy, who seemed to have total control over him! 'Was this some kind of a dream ?!?', he thought as Sean approached him with the really sharp knife.

Sean walked up to him with a big smile, "Use this knife and cut the top strap of your 'Sam-Brown-Belt.'...", Sean ordered. Matt went back into a total kind of 'funk'..... His 'Sam-Brown-Belt', had cost twice as much as his new Ranger hat !!! And he had just wrecked his hat !!! "Come on, you know you really want to do it, ", Sean said, continuing with that big smile....

Matt didn't know why he was doin' this, but he took the knife from Sean and started to cut into the leather. The leather was really thick, high-quality, and the more Matt cut into the leather, the more excited he became....
Matt finally cut through the leather, and the top strap fell across his chest.....

"That's great!", said Sean, "good job !!!". Matt couldn't figure out what was the matter with him, but his cock and sexual imagination were ragin' !!!

"Now cut the bottom part of your belt, on each side of the buckle, so that the buckle falls into the mud,", Sean said pretty casually, no more need for 'commands'.... Matt found himself cutting through the leather again, first on one side of the buckle, then the other, watchin' with disbelief, when the buckle, the belt, and the top strap, fell into the mud..... His expensive 'Sam-Brown-Belt' was ruined......, but he felt that he had never been happier !!!

Sean was loving this! By having someone drink some of the 'magic-potion', he could make them do whatever he wanted them to do! He had control !!! But then he wondered, he had only used the 'magic-potion' on one person. Maybe Matt really wanted to trash his uniform.... He wondered if the 'magic-potion', actually got the person who drank it, to actually 'un-leash' their hidden, sexual desires, could that be possible ??? He'd have to try it on someone else..., like an 'experiment'....

"Now cut all the buttons off of your jacket,". Sean said, "And when you're finished with that, cut and rip off the ensigns and chevrons on your sleeves...". Matt was in a tail-spin !!! What was happening to him ??? And why was his cock so hard !?! There were 8 gold buttons on the front of Matt's jacket. And even though there was a very tiny voice way back in his head who was telling him not to, he started to cut the buttons off of his jacket. "Pling, plunk, plink...", were the sounds the buttons made when they fell into the mud.... Matt wanted to stop this, but he found he couldn't.... Even hearin' that 'little' voice in his head, he didn't care. He wanted to do this !!! With the buttons gone, Matt started on the chevrons and ensigns on his sleeves. It was such an honor getting those 'stripes', but here he was, happily cutting and ripping 'em off !!!

"You know, maybe you should just rip the sleeves off your jacket completely, and while you're at it, you might as well rip the sleeves off of that nice white shirt you're wearin'....". Sean said with a laugh.

Matt had some really nice cufflinks that he had been awarded to at the end of his 'french-cuff' shirt. He knew that if he ripped off his shirt sleeves, they'd end up in the mud...., but he found he didn't care. Using the sharp knife, Matt cut through his uniform jacket, then his shirt, happily ripping up and tearing his uniform... Just a few minutes later, the jacket sleeves and the shirt sleeves were layin' in the mud.... Not knowin' exactly why, Matt found himself stomping those cufflinks into the mud..... 'Why was it making him feel so good !?!'

Sean found himself rubbing his crotch, 'F**K' !!!, he was stiff and rock-hard too !!!' Sean looked down at his crotch, he had already 'stained' his skin-tight Wrangs' with pre-cum....!!!

He was getting just as turned on, as much as Matt was !!!