If you are under age, or live in an area where reading stories that include sex between males is illegal, or if you're not into this type of story, please leave. This story is a work of fiction written for my amusement and yours. I have added a lot of fantasy to the very little I know about hypnosis. As they say on television, do not try this at home. Please leave hypnosis to the professionals.
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Chapter Six
Jake
It was Tuesday again and I hadn't decided what to do with Josh. I wanted to fuck him so badly but I knew that I couldn't. He wanted me to fuck him but he knew that I wouldn't. If I did, it would have been just for the physical pleasure of getting off in such a perfect hole. I suppose he just wanted it for the physical part, too. My ego wasn't so big that I thought he might feel more than that for me but just in case he was thinking about more than sex I didn't want to take a chance on hurting him. I couldn't give him any more than a fuck. I was sure that if we fucked, we'd both enjoy it, but then what? We'd become friends. How do two guys, one straight and one gay, remain friends after fucking? So it looked like neither one of us would have what he wanted.
I'm not a saint, though. I did want to try to have some more fun with Josh. It was just too good an opportunity to pass up. I was excited that I'd been able to trigger a hypnotic state in him through my repeating one phrase. I wanted to see if it would still work several days later. I also wanted to play with his ass again. I had mixed feelings about that and I didn't really know just what I would allow myself to do if I got the chance. I knew I wouldn't fuck him but it still wasn't right. I was using Josh without his knowledge and I was teasing myself beyond belief, but I just couldn't resist.
He got to my place at eight and I got us a couple of beers. He seemed disappointed that I wasn't going to hypnotize him. I had decided that he really didn't need another session of relaxation. Maybe in a week or two, as reinforcement, but he was doing fine the way things were. I enjoyed our evenings together too much to have him spend forty-five minutes asleep on the couch in the dark if it wasn't necessary. Skipping the session meant more time to just hang out and talk. It also left more time for me to put him under and have fun with his ass.
We spent some time discussing the upcoming football playoffs. Josh was more into baseball but he was excited that the Jets had managed to get into the playoffs. Neither of us was very optimistic about their chances, however. After a while, I changed the subject to sex; Josh's sex life and desires, to be precise. I wanted to get a better idea of his experience and what he wanted in the future. It really wasn't necessary for me to know those things for the hypnosis treatment but I was becoming more interested in him and I wanted to know more about him. He seemed to be embarrassed talking about it at first but he loosened up after a while.
"Listen to me, Josh."
It was past nine-thirty and I didn't want to spend the whole evening talking. He twitched slightly and blinked but other than that didn't appear to change.
"Okay, Josh, take of your clothes for me."
He got up, undressed and was standing naked in front of me again in no time. I stood in front of him and looked him in the eyes. He looked back, completely at ease, totally trusting. I had him turn around and bend over the arm of the chair as he had on Thursday. I knelt behind him and caressed his cheeks, running my hands all over them, letting my fingertips go deeper into his crack each time. Finally, I spread his cheeks and looked at his pink bud. I kissed it lightly and ran my tongue around it. I knew I could easily spend the rest of the evening with my face buried in his ass but I had something else in mind, something I thought we would both enjoy that would also further test his relaxation.
I got up and went over to my desk to get the tube of KY I had put there earlier. When I got back to Josh I unfastened my pants and let them fall to my ankles before I knelt again. I didn't want Big Jake drooling all over them again, leaving a spot that Josh might notice. I squeezed some of the lube on my right index finger and rubbed it around his hole.
"Relax your ass for me, Josh. Just loosen up a bit."
I could actually see his pucker relax. I ran my lubed finger over it a few times, then pushed my fingertip against it. It met no resistance at all and began to slide in. I went very slowly, watching it carefully. My face was only about six inches away and I was loving seeing my long thick finger very slowly disappear into Josh. Finally, it was in all the way. I felt for his prostate and rubbed it lightly. Josh moaned. I gradually withdrew my finger until only the tip was in him, then pushed it back it, making sure to massage his nut again. I continued to finger fuck him in slow motion. After a few minutes, I took the tube of KY and squeezed a little more around his hole and then dribbled some on Big Jake as an afterthought. When I pulled my finger out of Josh's chute I pressed my middle finger against it and slid both fingers in. I resumed the gentle fucking, twisting my fingers this way and that as they went in and out. With my left hand I began to stroke Big Jake. I added a third finger and his hole felt much tighter, though there still wasn't much resistance. I couldn't get over how hot he was inside. I often performed digital exams in the office but I always had a glove on. There was nothing between Josh and me and I felt his heat.
I felt a drip on my right thigh and realized it was Josh's cock oozing precum. I started fucking my fingers harder and faster into Josh, brushing over his prostate each time, pounding harder and faster on Big Jake with my left hand at the same time. Josh's cock and balls were swinging between his legs. He was bucking and groaning with each thrust of my fingers.
"Oh, that feels so good, Jake. Fuck my ass. I love having you inside me. Fill me up, fuck my hole."
Apparently, it wasn't just his ass muscles that were relaxed. His voice begging me to fuck him got to me and I went after him even harder. Big Jake was ready to explode so I pressed the head down against my thigh to keep from shooting all over the carpet. I let out a low moan, almost a growl, as my big dick spasmed, sending a river of cum running down my thigh toward my knee. I needn't have bothered trying to not make a mess because all of a sudden, without his dick even being touched, Josh erupted, sending ropes of cum against the side of the chair.
I pulled my fingers out of Josh's ass and watched as his hole slowly closed. I leaned back and sat on my heels, looking at the mess in front of me; my cum all over my cock and leg and Josh's all over the chair. I couldn't move without making the mess worse.
"Stand up straight and turn around, Josh."
He did as I instructed and his half-deflated cock was dangling inches in front of my face, a huge drop of semen hanging on the end. I took a finger and scooped it before it dropped onto the floor. I held my hand up.
"Lick it off, Josh. Clean off my finger."
I already had plenty of my own cum on my hand so he got a taste of both. I looked for something to clean up all of the mess. All I could see was Josh's clothes lying to one side but there was no way I wanted to get them wet and sticky. Finally, I pulled my own shirt off over my head and used it to mop up all of the cum. I stood and pulled up my pants.
"Okay, Josh, you can get dressed now. I'll be right back."
I ran to my bedroom and searched through my drawers until I found a shirt the same style as the one I'd used as a cum rag, although it was a shade lighter in color. I hoped he wouldn't notice. When I got back to the den Josh was sitting in the chair, fully clothed. There was a faint smell of semen in the room but no mess that I could see. I waved our beer bottles around, hoping the smell of the beer would cover up the incriminating smell. Finally, I sat down in my chair.
"Josh, when I snap my fingers you won't remember what we've just done while you were under. Any sensation you feel in your ass you will interpret as a desire to be fucked."
I snapped my fingers and Josh was back.
Josh
I was disappointed when Jake said he wasn't going to hypnotize me. My fears that we'd finished our sessions and that I wouldn't be seeing him any more came up again but he said he just wanted to spend the evening talking if that was okay with me. It was more than okay.
We drank beer and talked football for a while. It was strange; it was sort of like being with the straight friends I'd had when I was younger but that was before I came out. Most of them didn't seem to have a problem with it when I did come out, but somehow we drifted apart anyway. Here, Jake knew I was gay but it didn't matter to him. He sort of surprised me when he started asking about my sex life. Obviously the reason we had started spending time together was so he could help me with a sexual problem but assholes were his business. I just assumed that he didn't really want to talk about anything else involving man-to-man sex.
"So, getting fucked is what you really want your sex life to revolve around, Josh? Since you've never been able to do it much that must have been very unsatisfactory."
"Actually, Jake, my sex life has been pretty good, although not as much as I want. I do want to learn how to get fucked, but I love fucking, too, so I've had lots of good times in bed. Plus, I really get into all kinds of oral stuff, too, giving and receiving. I just want to be able to be more versatile with anal sex, in case it comes up."
Jake thought about that for a while.
"I guess since we've been dealing with your ability to be on the receiving end of anal intercourse I thought that was what your primary focus was. I really don't know anything much about what guys do together. I mean, if I think about it I can imagine, but I haven't ever had much reason to think about it."
"Just like I haven't had any reason to think about straight sex, except growing up surrounded by straight people I have a pretty good idea of what you guys do. I mostly like to be and want to be versatile, but to be honest all of my thoughts have been on getting fucked lately. I suppose that's natural with all of the stuff we've been doing."
"Yes, it's on your mind so much that you have more of a desire to do something about it than you would normally."
"I wish that I could get fucked just once now, just to prove that the hypnosis has worked. Then maybe I'd stop thinking about it all the time."
I wanted so much to ask him if he would fuck me, but that would be stupid and totally out of line. He knew that I wanted him to; I'd made that clear after the first session when he'd hypnotized me into admitting it. We hadn't talked about it since then but what was the point? Why would a straight guy want to fuck another guy? Even if he reluctantly agreed to do it as a favor to me he probably wouldn't even be able to get it up. We had a pretty good friendship developing and we were doing a good job ignoring the sexual tension between us. I didn't want to ruin things by reminding him that I wanted him in a way that he didn't want me.
"I'm pretty much in the dark here, Josh, but aren't there places where you can go for hookups if you're just interested in a one time casual thing? Or web sites where you might meet someone? Not that I'm recommending something like that, mind you."
"Yeah, I suppose I could find someone that way but I'm not into casual sex. Even when I go to bars I'm looking to meet someone I might date, not just have a one night stand with."
"You don't have any gay friends you might try it with, maybe someone you once dated and are still on good terms with?"
"No. It's not like I have terrible breakups with guys, but when it's over it's over, at least as far as sex goes. And most of my friends aren't single."
"Well, don't worry about it, Josh. Sooner or later you'll get a chance to try out your new 'talent'."
"I hope it's sooner."
I knew that Jake was right, that there was no urgency, but it seemed that just talking about it increased my desire to try it out, to get fucked now. All of a sudden my ass was throbbing as if it were feeling empty and needed something filling it. And once again the evening had just flown by and it was time to leave before I knew it.
"So do you want to hypnotize me on Thursday, Jake?"
"Maybe we'll wait another week before we try a refresher session, but you can come over Thursday and just hang out again if you like. I know I'd enjoy it."
"Yeah, so would I. You're a great guy, Jake."
"So are you, Josh. And don't stress out over getting fucked. I'm sure someday you're going to make some guy very happy."
All the way home I kept thinking about what a fantastic guy Jake was. I couldn't believe he really enjoyed being with me. Why couldn't he be gay? Of course, if he were gay, he'd probably be with some hot stud, not somebody like me.
As I undressed for bed when I got home I noticed that my boxers were damp, both in the front and the back. Damn, I got worked up around that man. I really had to get fucked soon. This was getting to be too much.
To be continued...