by Anonymous
It was a day in between shows, the time where they were on the road. By some miracle Linkin Park had enough spare time to spend a few hours exploring a pretty idyllic small town. Relax, eat, sightsee and forget the troubles of the real world for most of the day.
And the weather was perfect for a day like this. Sunny, warm but not too hot. It was conducive for one to take a nap. Which is what Chester was doing right now. He laid down on the couch in the tour while Mike decided to hit up a couple or three of magic related stores.
Eventually Mike came back. There was a newly bought used spellbook in his hands. Useful for those that can wield magic. That would be Mike in this case, in fact he was the only member of Linkin Park that can. And Chester was the only one in the band that knew.
Chester once asked why the members Mike knew from high school didn’t. The reason was simple, magic was too taboo to bring up then. Still was unfortunately in some ways, but it was the 21st century. Things have gotten comparatively better. In fact Mike planned on telling them sometime, but not now. The time wasn’t right. Plus there was something to be said about keeping a secret from the world at large with your lover.
Mike gently roused Chester from his sleep. First thing out of his mouth was, “How’s your Japanese?”
Chester blinked sleepily and groaned groggily. It wasn’t out of the blue. A year and several months ago Mike thought it would be fun to get better at it and to feel more connected with his heritage. He offered to teach Chester and now they have another thing to bond over as long time boyfriends.
“I don’t…” Chester paused to think as his brain slowly woke up. He rubbed his face before he pushed himself up to a seated position, “Enough to feel confident to hold a conversation with you.”
Mike smiled fondly and held up the book in front of him, “Good. Guess what I found.”
Chester shifted his gaze from Mike to the book. There was Japanese writing on it with a distinct Japanese design. It took him a good minute or two to read and mentally translate the writing to English.
“That’s…that’s a spellbook,” Chester replied as he looked at Mike with awe. He has seen Mike’s collection of spellbooks and grimoires before, but it was still fascinating whenever there was a new one added to the collection.
Mike nodded in confirmation. Chester continued with genuine curiosity, “How did a Japanese book end up in rural Michigan? I don’t think here would’ve been my first guess.”
“Yeah I wondered about that. Turns out the person who sold it has an ex husband from Japan. He forgot about it when he moved away and she sold it as a final fuck you to her ex.”
There was a giddy laugh as Mike opened the book. He continued, “His loss.”
Chester got up to peer inside the book next to Mike. He felt proud he was now able to make out at least half of the words on the page. He took a glance at Mike and noticed he was downright happy, like a kid in a candy store.
“I bet a good chunk of this already has spells I can find in English,” Mike began. Chester shifted his gaze and gave him his full attention, “But there’s the funny thing, sometimes two similar spells would produce different outcomes. Not all of them, but enough that you have to be careful in using a differently worded spell.”
Chester wasn’t sure if Mike told him that before already, but it didn’t matter. He doesn’t remember every single thing he told him about magic, and it would be dumb to assume Mike, or any other witch for that matter, does.
Besides, he enjoyed it whenever his boyfriend talked about magic. Made his heart happy to see Mike happy. Plus there was something to be said for having knowledge about a topic that the majority of the world doesn’t. Magic genuinely fascinated him.
Mike turned his gaze back to the book and flipped through a couple pages. Suddenly his eyes caught on one particular spell and Chester watched his grin reach his eyes. He looked over his shoulder because naturally he was curious to see what got Mike so happy. There were several short spells listed on the page. He wasn’t sure which one his boyfriend was looking at but a couple of the words he caught before Mike suddenly closed the book was ‘enhance’ and ‘change the height’.
“I know what we’re doing,” Mike declared as he swiftly faced Chester.
“We?” Chester pointed to himself, slightly confused.
“Yeah. I think you’ll find this…interesting,” Mike gave him a knowing smirk. There was a lusty undertone to his words. It did its job, Chester felt a shot of electricity in just the right spots.
It had been long enough, Mike definitely knew by now how to pique his interest so to speak.
“What are we doing?” Chester asked as he watched Mike set the book down on the little table across from the couch before he moved to the kitchen area.
“There’s an enhancer spell that’ll give the user the ability to impose their desire on a target,” Mike explained as he got out a large pot. It wasn’t a cauldron but it’ll do. He continued on, “and I know I have a book here that has a size changing spell, so I thought what if I combined the two. Enchant an object to change the height of a target without having to say anything.”
Chester stood there for a second in order for his mind to process the words. His face brightened with excitement, his dick appeared to be in agreement. The prospect of being shrunk wasn’t new to him, they experimented with it before a few times. Either for sexual purposes or just to explore. Mostly the former to be honest. But it sounded like it would be the first time Mike wouldn’t have to recite a spell each time he wanted to change the size of something.
Mike looked over his shoulder, “Ches could you go to the backroom and grab my spellbook and box?”
Chester nodded with enthusiasm, “Yes sir.” He said before he loudly ran down the small corridor.
Mike meanwhile quickly uttered a perception spell around the bus so if any of the other members came back, they would view a different scene inside.
He turned on the stove to slightly warm up the pot just as Chester came back. He had a wooden box in one hand and a book in the other.
“I got them Mikey,” Chester said and Mike took the book from him. Chester set the box down and opened it up. Inside was a bunch of herbs, plants and other things meant to cast a spell. It was all organized in a chaotic sort of way.
Mike told Chester to find the size changing spell as he grabbed the other book and everything moved kind of quickly. It was painfully obvious Mike knew what he was doing, he would reach and grab whatever he needed within seconds. The skill level he had here was impressive. Mike was trained early on in a witch family and it fucking showed.
Honestly, Chester was never gonna stop being in awe of Mike’s magic.
It wasn’t terribly long before Mike asked Chester to give him his fitbit as he took off his own. The liquid inside the pot was now a rich shade of purple and Mike placed both watches inside. Thankfully the heat was turned off so there were no worries about the watches being destroyed.
Well, ok yeah there was the watery potion too. It would’ve destroyed their expensive watches if it wasn’t for the magical properties within. Thus there was no true worry to be had about them being ruined.
Now it was all just a matter of looking at the two spells to write up a third one. In comparison this was the aspect that took the longest. But time hasn’t actually been lost for them, Mike froze it for them with one short sentence and a snap of his fingers.
Chester was browsing twitter in the meantime and randomly decided to troll someone from his private account while he waited. He could’ve gone outside to witness everything being frozen, but at this moment he was a bit too horny to do anything else. He didn’t know he was in the mood for some sexytimes until Mike brought up this whole thing.
Eventually time resumed and Mike got out of his seat. The sound alerted Chester and prompted him to get out as well. Mike muttered the words he typed out on his phone one second and the next he threw his free hand towards the pot.
A moment paused before there was a puff of light purple smoke. Mike carefully reached his hand inside and took out their smartwatches. He set Chester’s down before he put on his own.
A second passed where the air was filled with anticipation as Mike glanced at his watch. Finally he looked at Chester with a look of relief, “It worked.”
“Awesome,” Chester said with excitement. He started to move in order to grab his watch.
However, not even a scant moment later, Mike suddenly shot his hand out in front of him. The abrupt motion froze Chester in his tracks. An invisible force held his legs and arms in place.
“Not so fast,” Mike put his hand down as he walked closer to the older man, “First off, color?”
“Green,” Chester replied without any hesitation. He was horny and the erection making itself be known can attest to that.
Mike grinned as he slowly walked around Chester. He muttered out loud, “God I don’t know where to start.”
It didn’t take him too long though before he came to a decision. He stopped right behind Chester and magicked away his clothes. Well most of them, Mike also transformed his boxers into underwear tight enough to show his crotch.
Chester let out a surprise noise that turned into a deep moan towards the end.
“It’s fucking hot when you use your magic,” Chester breathed out in a low tone.
“Oh I know babe,” Mike grinned.
Mike took a moment to admire Chester’s body and tattoos. Among all the art he had permanently engraved into his back was a set of Japanese characters. It spelled out Mike’s middle name, Kenji, in an intricate font style. Felt like a miracle there was enough space for it when Mike added it ages ago. A magic tattoo only the both of them can see.
The tattoo was put there for a shameless reason. A sexual one to be precise. It was supposed to be a way for Mike to discreetly tease him in public. Arouse him magically without having to concentrate too much. That said, award shows and concerts were off limits. And it was only supposed to be used when there has been a mutual decision. As it should be.
Mike traced his fingers gingerly over the words. The words lit up one by one. When all the characters glowed at the same time, Chester let out a loud moan. Mike hovered his hand over to increase the intensity. Nothing like a withheld orgasm to start things off.
“Oh shit Mike,” Chester groaned favorably in pleasure and Mike chuckled in amusement.
There was now visible sweat to be seen. It turned Mike on to be blunt about it.
“We’re just only getting started,” Mike said as he caressed Chester’s face. He moved his hand to the back of his head to pull him in for a kiss. Mike would’ve been in a hug if it weren’t for the fact the other man was currently immobile.
Mike broke away and stepped back much to the visible dismay of Chester. The former held out his hand towards the latter a few seconds later, “Ready?”
Chester nodded and suddenly there was a firm sensation all around him on every inch of his skin. It tugged him down until he was roughly two feet tall. Mike leaned down and easily picked him up by the shoulders.
“It's been way too long since we’ve done something like this,” Mike commented as he stared at Chester with lustful eyes. He sent a wave of magic throughout his body to stimulate him even more.
“It’s only been a couple of weeks Mike,” Chester managed to say in between moans. Which was a feat in and of itself.
Mike wasn’t fazed. He just chuckled softly as he started to shrink Chester again. This time he was shrunk down to around eight inches, give or take.
“Like I said,” Mike playfully said as he brought Chester closer to his face with just one hand wrapped around his waist. He slipped a finger in between his legs and began to stroke him relentlessly, “It’s been way too long.”
Unbridled moans escaped Chester and when Mike removed his finger, he looked at the ‘giant’ and whined at the loss. He wanted Mike to keep going, he can’t stop now. He was just about to be pushed off the brink into sweet, sweet release damn it.
Mike didn’t respond to any of the protests from Chester. Instead he easily took off his underwear before he placed him down on the table. Mike then rummaged through a drawer in the kitchen. Chester glanced around his surroundings until he heard the sound of the drawer closing. His attention shifted and immediately caught the sight of a metal chopstick.
Specifically the ones Joe’s parents have given him on a recent trip to Korea.
Chester’s eyes widened as he knew where that’s most likely gonna end up. But there was no fear or dread. It was more out of excitement cause this meant he was gonna get fucked good. From the moment this all started, Chester expected Mike to get him off with something unorthodox. Would be almost a surprise if he didn’t. It’s what usually happens whenever Mike shrinks him.
Case in point, one time Mike shrunk him to three feet tall and used one of Rob’s drumsticks as a makeshift dildo. And of course Rob never knew anything was done with it.
“Joe is gonna kick your ass if he finds out what happened with it,” Chester said as Mike sat down in front of him.
“Oh he definitely would,” Mike agreed then his face turned all sorts of mischievous. He placed a gentle finger underneath Chester’s chin as he leaned closer with a smile full of confidence, “If he ever found out. Which he won’t.”
Chester shuddered in pleasure. A confident Mike was a sexy Mike.
“Now turn around,” Mike said. This time it was in Japanese which caught Chester a tad off guard. He casually chuckled in amusement at the slightly confused stare the shrunken man gave him.
“What?”
“I figured we can practice our Japanese,” Mike casually explained in English before he switched back, “Turn around.”
It took Chester a second or two to parse the words but it wasn’t long before he nodded and did as he was instructed. He replied back in Japanese, “Yes, sir.”
Like before, Mike wrapped his fingers around his waist. He asked as he traced his ringer down Chester’s back, “You remember the self lubricating spell I taught you?”
“I think so,” Chester said, slightly unsure of himself. By this point they switched back to English.
Mike was about to say something before he pondered for a second. An idea came to mind and he grinned as a result.
“Let’s make this interesting little Ches, you’ll get one of these-” Mike flicked Chester on the side of his butt. The latter made a high pitched sound, “If you make a mistake.”
The first attempt ended up with a flick on the very first word, “That’s not how the spell starts.”
The second attempt Chester made it to the third word before Mike flicked him yet again. He moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure, “Ah Mikey!”
“Careful with your pronunciation,” Mike simply said.
Overall Chester ended up with eight flicks to his ass. And he wasn’t completely sure but still he could swear up and down Mike increased how hard he spanked him. There was now a noticeable red mark.
Mike used a finger to trace his butt down to the inside of his leg, it was very much wet and cool to the touch. He grinned in pure satisfaction as he grabbed the chopstick. He put it right up to Chester’s hole, skinny side in, and teased him right along the edge before he began to push in.
“Ah! Fuck,” Chester’s eyes widened as he held onto Mike’s hand tight. His mind short circuited in ecstasy as Mike slowly pushed the chopstick further in. And when Mike started to move the steel eating utensil up and down, Chester let out a string of incoherent moans.
Especially when Mike pushed the chopstick right into his sweet spot. Eventually Chester orgasmed all over himself and the table. Mike relished the resulting sounds he made. It was music to his ears.
Mike pulled the chopstick out and set it aside as he turned Chester over, “Your vocals are even amazing when you're moaning out my name.”
Mike leaned back in his seat and brought Chester up into the air simultaneously. He started to stroke his dick for a few seconds before he moved him closer to his face. Mike eventually coaxed another orgasm out of Chester by licking and sucking on said aforementioned dick.
Chester closed his eyes and cried out Mike’s name the loudest thus far. Afterwards he was left in a state of euphoric bliss as he was laid back down on the table. Mike loomed over him as he leaned one side of his face on his closed hand.
Mike lazily stroked his dick once again as he spoke, “I wonder what else I can stick up your pretty little ass.”
“I don’t know, a pen maybe? You haven’t used that in a while,” Chester said as he looked straight up into Mike’s dark brown eyes. He can get lost in him if he stared at them too long, easier to do so at this size.
Eventually Mike stood up and hovered his hand over Chester’s crotch. He uttered words under his breath and suddenly there was an invisible force pushing down on every inch of his tiny cock. For bonus points, there was also a steady vibration. In other words it was a magical cock cage meant for overstimulation.
Suddenly the ding of a new message came from Mike’s phone. He immediately swiped it from the table to check it. It didn’t take him too long to formulate the next move. He put it down and promptly scooped up Chester, “Ok change of plans, the guys are telling us to go meet them at a local Korean place Joe wants to try.”
“Oh,” Chester said, slightly disappointed the session had been cut short.
“But I have a proposition,” Mike said with a grin. He placed Chester on the floor and restored his height, “Why do we leave the magic cock cage on you all throughout dinner and whatever we do afterwards?”
Mike snapped his fingers and Chester was instantaneously dressed. A casual blueish grey shirt and jeans. He was fine with it, it was what he had on earlier.
“I…” Chester trailed off as quickly as he opened his mouth. This was due to Mile suddenly growing right before his eyes. He stopped when Chester found himself at eye level with his chest.
His eyes widened in panic, “Mike what the fuck are you doing? You can’t go out that tall, the rest of the band are gonna notice and the secret will be blown.”
However Mike wasn’t fazed by his reaction. He pulled him into his arms, one arm around his back while he tipped Chester’s chin up towards him with the other.
“Perception spell, remember?” Mike said with an easygoing tone. He leaned forward to give Chester a kiss, “Nobody gonna notice a thing. Only you will see me like this.”
“Oh…” Chester took a calming breath before he laid his head on his shoulder. He had forgotten about that part in his worry about the unfortunate taboo nature of magic.
Mike moved his hand down to the small of his back. He leaned closer to Chester’s ear.
“So are you up for it?” Mike asked seductively before he added, “You can say the safe word anytime.”
A beat, then Chester nodded against his shirt. Mike immediately sent a wave of warm sensual energy directly into his sensitive area.
“Mike please,” Chester wanted to say more but his words were cut off by a barely audible whimper. He didn’t want Mike to make the ordeal harder than it was. But on the other hand the sexual excitement of it all increased tenfold.
Chester was just easy to get turned on when it came to one Mike Shinoda. And vice versa. Just a fact of life.
Mike gently pushed Chester off and removed his hands. He put two fingers right on top of his erection inside his jeans, “I’m gonna increase the sensitivity a little bit Ches.”
Chester murmured his understanding and, not before too long, his legs gave way. He would’ve been on the floor if it wasn’t for Mike catching him. Mike moved him to the couch. For good measure, he gave crotch a good squeeze in order to tease him.
“I’m gonna text the guys that we’re coming and get ready,” Mike said right before he watched Chester automatically slip a hand down inside.
Obviously he was desperate for relief. But Mike wanted to draw this out, make him suffer so to speak. See how well he does to not crack and show to the world he was being turned on.
Mike smiled in amusement, “Chester, you’re not gonna be satisfied until I take it off. It's magic,” He effectively caged Chester in with his arms on either side of him, “Only a witch can take it off.”
Mike stood back up, chuckled and then left towards the bathroom. It was gonna be a tough night.
It won’t be until a good three hours later before Chester was finally relieved. And the rest of Linkin Park was none the wiser.