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 Seven
Jake
After Josh's visit on Tuesday I had a lot to think about.
First, there was our little discussion of his sexual desires. When it came to sex, I had been thinking about him as a hot hole that wanted to be fucked. As I got to know him I appreciated him more and more as a person and a friend, but I still had this very simple sexual image of him. I wanted to fuck his hole so badly and I think I was trying to convince myself that there was a way; that we could be friends and still take care of each other's needs and desires.
But Josh wasn't as one-dimensional as I was. The word he used was versatile. That was a sexual concept I wasn't familiar with. In the straight world, men fucked, women got fucked. Men ate pussy, women sucked cock. There were clearly defined roles. Some men and some women weren't into oral sex; that was about the only variation. Yes, I'd heard of women with strap-ons fucking their men but that didn't seem to be very prevalent. Josh was already fairly versatile and wanted to be more. I was the one who was limited in what I wanted, in what I could do. If I fucked him it would go a long way toward satisfying me but it would satisfy only one of his desires.
The other thing that was on my mind quite a bit was the way I was using him. The more I did the guiltier I felt but it also made me want even more. I tried to reassure myself that I wasn't doing anything he would object to if given the chance. The problem was, I wasn't giving him a choice. I tried to convince myself that all I was really doing was testing his ability to relax his hole, the task he had requested my assistance in. I was stretching my credibility on that even more than I was stretching his anus but my rationalization skills won me over.
Josh
When I got home from Jake's on Tuesday I fucked myself with the dildo again. It slid right in, no problem. Even without a hypnosis session my asshole was very relaxed, as if I had been working on it all evening. This was really working. If there were just some way to try it out for real.
I supposed that I could go to the bar and try to get picked up. It probably wouldn't be hard to do. My problem in bars was always that I wanted to be a top but wasn't aggressive enough to go after the bottoms. Because I was a sorta cute young little guy, now and then some other top would hit on me. Except for that one time when I got so drunk, I politely turned them down. Maybe I could just start hanging out at Connexions and wait for a proposition.
I didn't really want to do that, though. I was thinking that this would almost be like it was my first time and I wanted it to be special. The first two times were with guys I was dating and I didn't enjoy it either time. The last time I got so drunk I had unsafe sex, got warts and didn't even remember it. Now that I'd had my sessions with Jake it was like I was starting over and I wanted to do it right this time. But I was so horny. I needed it so bad and was getting desperate.
After using the dildo on myself again on Wednesday I thought about Jake. Actually, I was thinking about him while using it, but that was a given. I kidded around with myself and named the dildo Jake. Yeah, it was the wrong color, but I loved thinking that he was the one fucking me, not some hunk of rubber. As I lay in bed afterward, though, I tried to talk myself into asking Jake to fuck me. He might do it. After all, he knew I wanted it. And he penetrates assholes all day in his office. Maybe he could look at it dispassionately, like he was performing some medical procedure. Yeah, right. Sticking his dick up another guy's ass, nothing personal or sexual about that. And even if I thought he might be willing to do it, there was no way I could get up the courage to ask him. But I was reaching the point that I had to do something; I was thinking about it all of the time.
At least I was happy with the way our friendship was progressing. Jake obviously liked me because he wanted me to come over even when he wasn't hypnotizing me. Even though I wanted more from him, I could be happy just being his friend.
Jake
Thursday night I had something new in mind for Josh. For me as well. I wanted to see what my level of comfort would be with another guy. I'd never had any hang-ups about guys, just no real desire. I needed to find out what I could enjoy, what I could tolerate and what my limits were.
So after Josh and I had talked a while and finished our first beers, I gave him his cue and put him under. This time, as he undressed for me, I took off my clothes as well. I'd never been naked with another guy in a sexual context and needed to know what it was like. I also got a towel and threw it on the chair in case things got carried away like last time. We stood there naked, facing each other, looking each other over. The way Josh was devouring my body with his eyes made me think for a second that he might have been awake, that maybe the spell wasn't working. That was just nervousness on my part. The way I had set this up, he would act totally normal while in this state; he would just do anything I told him as well.
I stepped toward him and drew him into my arms in an embrace. He immediately wrapped his arms tightly around me. I just held him for a minute, trying to get used to the feel of his flesh against mine. Aside from variations in physical form, it wasn't so different from holding a woman, though for some reason his body seemed to generate a lot of heat. Of course, his erection poking me in the balls was something I'd never felt before. In spite of that, Big Jake was on the rise, filling up and hardening while pressed against him.
I slid my hands down Josh's back until they were just under his cheeks. I grabbed one cheek in each hand and squeezed, pulling him up into me. I looked down and he was looking up at me, lips slightly parted. I was tempted to kiss him, but didn't think I was ready for something like that. Instead, I raised my left hand, put it behind his head and pressed him into my neck. With my right hand, I worked my way into the cleft between his ass cheeks until I felt his pucker with my fingertip. I took my hand away and brought it up to Josh's face, putting my middle finger on his lower lip.
"Suck on it, Josh. Get my finger good and wet."
He did as I instructed, bobbing up and down as if he were sucking on my cock. I was mesmerized watching my finger sliding in and out of his mouth. I finally took it away and brought it back to his ass. I played with the rim of his hole a bit before pressing my fingertip into it. I penetrated him and pushed my finger all the way up inside him, drawing his body even tighter up against mine. I could feel Big Jake drooling precum between our bellies. He was thrusting his hips back onto my finger slightly and I could feel the slippery sensation of his dick pressing into my scrotum.
Oh, damn, it all felt so good. It was all I could do not to spin him around, bend him over the chair and fuck his brains out. It didn't help when Josh began whimpering.
"Fuck me, Jake. Please. I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me."
I also needed some kind of relief and I needed to change my train of thought or I would do something I would regret. I pulled away from Josh.
"I want you to understand that I can't fuck you right now, Josh. Maybe another time we will but not tonight. Would you like to try sucking on my dick?"
I knew I could tell him to suck me and he would, but I had told him I wouldn't make him do anything he didn't want to. He had never said anything about sucking me but he had indicated that he liked oral sex. He didn't respond verbally but dropped to his knees in front of me.
Josh took Big Jake in his right hand and directed him toward his mouth. He ran his tongue around the head a bit, tickling and teasing it. Then he opened his mouth wide and took in the entire head. His tongue continued its work inside his mouth. He slowly started down on the shaft, taking a little before coming back up, then down a little more. He didn't even have half of my rod in his mouth when I felt the head hit the back of his throat. He pulled off and tried again.
I'd received head from a number of women but none had been able to deep throat me. It wasn't just the length but the thickness as well that made it so hard for me to get into a throat. I wasn't even sure if it was physically possible. Josh kept trying but on the third attempt he gagged. I had an idea.
"Just relax your throat, Josh. Let the muscles in your neck relax, the way you've learned to relax your ass. It's the same thing, just a relaxation technique. You can do it."
Actually, I wasn't sure he could but we would see. He went down on me again. The first couple of times I hit a barrier and stopped. The next time, I felt my head pop through. I pushed my hips forward a bit, forcing more of Big Jake into his throat. He didn't seem to have any problem so I went back to letting him go at his own pace. He bobbed up and down, swallowing more of me each time, until I was completely buried inside him. Damn, my head must have been down inside his chest somewhere. He started sucking with a vengeance, letting almost my whole cock slide out of his mouth before sucking it all back in. It was so hot looking down and seeing my entire length disappearing into him.
While his mouth and throat were concentrating on my dick, his eyes were looking up into mine. Those beautiful, innocent, gray eyes. As exciting as it was watching my pole being swallowed, I couldn't take my eyes off his. It was as if he was hypnotizing me. In no time I felt a churning in my balls and I began to explode. My first shot came when only my head was in his mouth. He kept sucking and swallowing as I shot volley after volley into him. He continued to suck after my balls were empty and my head started getting too sensitive so I pulled out of him.
I grabbed him under his arms and pulled him back up onto his feet. I must have been carried away in the moment because I put a hand on either side of his head and pressed my lips to his. I kissed him, just lips pressing lips at first, then I opened my mouth slightly and slipped my tongue into his mouth. It became a passionate, all-out kiss. I could taste something slightly bitter in his mouth and knew it had to be my semen but I didn't care. Even though I had just come I had never been so turned on in my life. He was kissing me back and humping his still hard dick into my groin. Suddenly he stiffened and I felt his hot juice spurting onto me. After he finished I finally pulled away from him. He stood there panting, smiling at me.
"More, I want more, Jake."
"So do I, Josh, but not tonight."
I picked up the towel and cleaned us both off, then we got dressed. Once we were all back together and seated in our chairs I reminded him that he wouldn't remember a thing and snapped my fingers, bringing him back to reality. It was hard to focus on casual chat after what we had just done but of course Josh had no problem. His only confusion was how so much time could have passed so quickly. I was going to have to be careful not to let our new 'sessions' last too long.
Josh
I was starting to think that I was losing my mind. Maybe the hypnosis had some kind of side effect, something that lingered on after the sessions. My head just seemed to be all over the place. Maybe it was just the effect Jake had on me.
I was thinking about sex all the time. I wanted to get fucked so bad. Mostly, I thought about Jake all the time, too. The only time I calmed down was when I was with him. Being shy, I was usually a little withdrawn in social settings and kept on the fringes of conversations. I needed someone to draw me out. But with Jake I was always totally at ease. I had no problem talking on and on. He was a good listener, but it was more than that. I felt so good around him. The evenings I spent at his place just talking relaxed me as much as the ones with hypnosis sessions.
But as soon as I left I was horny as hell and obsessed with sex again. Thursday night I had a great time. I think one indication of how much I'd been enjoying myself is how time passed with Jake so quickly. We got talking and before I knew it, it was after eleven and I had to get going. When I thought back, I couldn't even remember all of what we said, how so much time could have gone by, but it had. And, unusual for me, I must have been the one doing most of the talking. In spite of having a couple of beers, on the way home my throat was sore. Although it wasn't usually a problem with me, I was going to have to make sure I wasn't hogging the conversation from now on.
To be continued...