FIRST MEETING
Jim was a guy I had met at the bar I sort of hung out at one night after work. He was with some friends of mine so getting to know him was real easy. He's the kind of guy who's always right there in a conversation with something to say and add to whatever, yet hangs back at the same time, sort of picking the right moment to jump in.
I suppose I can describe myself as the same kind of person with a somewhat more reserved personality, hanging back to listen, although seeming to miss that right moment to make my point and consequently not saying anything, coming across as being quiet I suppose. Quiet maybe, but not shy.
That first night we met, Jim seemed to pick up on my attitude, asking me what I thought and bringing me into the flow of the conversation at just the right time. All night, because of him, I was not just silently nodding in agreement but speaking out, an equal member of the group, voicing my opinion with everyone listening, all because of Jim.
When I found myself at Jim's apartment later that night, a little drunk and somewhat ballsy, for some reason I was not surprised when Jim brought up sex. It just sort of seemed like the right thing to talk about at just the right time.
"I love to have my cock sucked." Jim said out of the clear blue.
"It's a beautiful thing!" I quickly said, smiling at him in agreement.
"I don't care who sucks my cock, do you?" he asked, a sort of glowing look on his face as he seemed to lock his eyes on mine for an instant. Not waiting for an answer he continued. "A man! I love it when a man sucks me off. I love looking at his face when I'm cumming in his mouth! Ouhh! I'm horny just thinking about it."
I don't know if it was the look on my face that made him stand up and pull his pants down, or what, but all of a sudden his cock was hanging there in front of my face. Four or five inches it hung, arcing towards me in the middle, the tip pointing directly at the floor between his legs which were spread on either side of my head just inches away, something glistening at the hole in the end, cum perhaps.
"Open your mouth!" he said to me, his voice commanding yet matter of factly at the same time.
Being caught somewhat off guard by what he said, I seemed to be frozen in place on the couch there in front of him. I remember feeling strangely calm and quite relaxed as I looked at his cock in front of me, almost as if we'd done this many times before.
It was soft, I thought, perhaps only slightly swelled buy yet seemed big, not yet revealing it's true size I was sure. I especially noticed how wide it seemed to be for a soft cock and wondered how long it would be when it got hard. Focusing my eyes on his cock, I opened my mouth wide just as he said and sat still there on the couch in front of him, waiting.
"Take my cock with your hand and lift it to your mouth, but don't put it in." he said in the same tone as before.
I reached out and took hold of his cock, bringing it up to my face until it was barely an inch from my open mouth.
"How do you feel?" Jim asked.
"Good!" I said, not moving, my gaze fixed straight ahead at his cock in my hand. "I mean fine like....."
"You mean like it's perfectly normal for you to do everything I tell you." Jim interupted.
"Yes, perfectly normal." I said. I looked up at him, my hand still wrapped around the base of his cock, and said, "I don't know why, but I feel like it's all so natural and perfect." then looked down again.
"Put my cock in your mouth and suck it until it gets so big you can't keep it all in your mouth any more." Jim told me.
I did as I was told and wrapped my mouth around his cock. I sucked on it until my mouth nearly exploded, then pushed it in and out, taking as much of it in as I could. As his cock slid in and out of my mouth through my lips and across my tongue, I thought of how it felt and how much I found myself liking the feeling of it sliding in and out more and more with each thrust. Also I thought of how easy and natural I felt, doing just as I was told by Jim. I didn't know why but I just accepted his will without question, and gladly. I was really relaxed there on my knees feeling his cock going in and out of my mouth.
He told me not to swallow his cum when he came because he liked seeing it on my tongue and on my face, and when he came I knew what he meant. He gushed and squirted so much cum in my mouth that even if I tried to swallow it all some surely would have dripped out. I was glad, though, that I didn't swallow any, because the feeling of having my mouth filled so quickly and feeling it drip down my face out the corners of my mouth really turned me on. And later, when he had me blow him again, I realized how much I loved the feeling of him cuming in my mouth, filling it, and how excited I got when it spilled out the corners onto my face and chin.
TOMORROW
I felt the warm water of the shower stream onto the top of my head past my face and shoulders. How soothing it is, I thought, not moving, only standing perfectly still so as not to be denied of the trance the rushing water had so nicely provided. My mind, empty to this point, suddenly filled with the memory and images of last night's occurences. I remembered meeting Jim at the bar and going to his place. I remembered how I felt at Jim's. What surprised me was that now, the next day when I wasn't drunk or anything, I still felt the same comfortable feeling I had yesterday.
I sucked his cock when he told me to. I felt his cum fill my mouth and felt quite natural obliging him, as though I was supposed to. And today, I feel the same way.
Why did I let myself be controlled like that. It was like I never had a choice, nor wanted one! I hardly knew him, but when he told me to suck his cock I did without even doubting for a second that I shouldn't. And it seemed like I'd always done whatever he said. Suddenly the phone rang!
Snatching a towel I ran down the hall to my bedroom, leaving a trail of water behind me and lunged across the bed for the phone.
"Hello!" I said, gasping slightly as I caught my breath, rapidly breathing and blowing water away from my mouth.
"Hi!" was all I heard but I knew instantly it was Jim. "Still feel good?" he asked.
"Yea! I do. Real good." I softly spoke into the phone after pausing a second or two.
"Good! Come on over." I heard him say, then hang up.
UNDERSTANDING
Jim's apartment door was slightly ajar so I opened it and went right in.
"Sit down!" I heard Jim say from his bedroom. "I'll be right out."
As I sat on the couch alone waiting for Jim, I felt this feeling of eager anticipation swelling up inside of me. It was almost as if I was waiting for some sort of treat and could hardly contain myself. I felt like a kid in a candy store I thought. Many years ago I had sucked a friend of mine's cock a few times and passed it off as being high and drunk. I never thought I'd ever suck another man's cock again, yet now I was sitting here barely able to wait another minute to suck Jim's cock. And last night when he pulled his pants down, I sucked his cock and did everything he told me to do without hesitation. Not thinking a thing about it.
Jim appeared suddenly from a hall opposite from where I was sitting and walked towards me, stopping half way in the middle of the room. He was naked. Instinctively I fell to my knees and walked to him on all fours, staring at his semi-erect cock hanging between his legs. I watched as it came closer and closer, until finally it was right there in front of me. Raising my head, I opened my mouth and let his cock drop onto my tongue. Slowly I closed my lips around it. It felt so good! Soft yet firm, long enough to nearly fill my mouth, I thought as I sucked gently on it. Feeling it harden and push it's way into the back of my throat, I began to moan. The pleasure I was feeling was obvious and I couldn't, no didn't want to hide it.
Jim placed his hands on the back of my head, holding me in place, as he slowly began to push his cock through my mouth and into my throat deeper and deeper with each thrust. I gagged yet forced myself to endure this pleasurable pain, slowly getting used to the feeling of his cock going in and out of my mouth and throat. Jim was patient with me as I gagged and recovered each time to accept his penetrating cock. After awhile the rythym of his body and the still acceptance of mine being held in place took me over completely. And I became totally absorbed in my acquiescent role. I knelt there and remained as motionless as I could, concentrating only on accepting his cock into my face. The pleasure I felt was overwhelming. Feeling his hands on the back of my head, holding me, demanding me to yeild to each of his whimsical thrusts into my body, brought a calmness to me that accentuated my senses so, that each time he pushed his cock through my lips into my mouth and throat my own excitement kept building to the point where I now realized that this feeling and this role should be mine forever. I felt I had truly found my destiny and would never have to search again.
When he came I felt so wonderfully helpless. His hands gripping my head, not allowing me any movement, his body slapping against my face as his cock moved in and out of my sight as it made it's way through my mouth into my throat again and again, cum squirting into my throat and mouth, all making me feel so satisfied to be the object of his wonderful abuse. It was like a movie in slow motion, yet over in what seemed to be just a few seconds. When it was over we sat on the couch and I begged him to do it again.
"Sure!" Jim said, smiling and petting my head with his hand. "But first I want to ask you if you wonder, even a little, why you are so willing to please me?"
"Actually, I don't wonder at all. I just do." I replied, sort of matter of factly.
Laughing, Jim told me to follow him into the bathroom.
"Take your clothes off and get in the tub." he said to me.
Being glad to oblige, I stood in the center of the tub naked and waited.
"Get on your knees." he said.
Getting into the tub and standing in front of me, Jim then told me to put his cock in my mouth and just keep it there half way in without sucking, or sucking only a little.
As I knelt there, my hands down by my side, his cock comfortably in my mouth, Jim began to speak.
"I hypnotized you at the bar yesterday." he said. "You're still under my spell now. But I'm going to let you come out for just a few seconds then have you go right back in. While your'e out you'll realize exactly what you're doing and will be able to react the way you normally would as if you'd never been under. I'm curious to your reaction." he continued, smiling somewhat naughtily as he looked at me. "Should be quite the surprise!"
"You will take hold of my cock with your hands and remain still as you keep it in your mouth. You'll wait until you feel my pee come through my cock and when your mouth fills you'll pull my cock out and empty your mouth, holding it and aiming it at your mouth the whole time. Then you'll put it back in your mouth. When you put it back in your mouth and you feel the pee hit the back of your throat again, you will leave the spell. You will be totally aware of where you are and what you are doing. You will continue to be aware until you take the cock out of your mouth, and only when you take it out of your mouth. As long as you keep my cock in your mouth you will not be under the spell and totally in control of yourself. Understand?"
Reaching up to take hold of his cock, I uttered a yes and then waited still. Jim looked down as I knelt motionless with his cock between my hands and in my mouth. Suddenly he felt himself begin to piss.
He watched as pee began to squirt out the sides of my mouth over and around his cock. Intently he looked on as his cock streamed piss on my face as I pulled it out and emptied my mouth. Quickly he saw his cock head dissappear into my mouth and felt himself pissing into the back of my throat.
He watched piss squirting out the mouth that held his cock. He felt his cock being sucked on slightly as he listened and watched his piss being swallowed into that throat in front of him. Jim was letting his piss go as fast as he could but still his cock remained in that mouth there, swallowing as much as possible, letting as little escape as would allow.
Finally the pee stopped, yet still his cock remained tightly engulfed by the lips and mouth in front of him. Jim looked down and saw my eyes raise up towards him till they met with his. I smiled now, careful not to let Jim's cock slip out of my mouth, and pushed the remaining mouthful of his pee out the sides onto my face. Then I began to slowly suck and lick his cockhead, all the while keeping my eyes on his.
For nearly half an hour Jim drank as much water as he could, keeping his eyes fixed on mine and mine on his as I kept his cock firmly in place. Finally he began to pee again, only this time his cock never left my mouth. Swallowing again and again, occaisionally squirting some out the sides of my mouth, I began laughing inside. Almost at the same time Jim began to laugh and we looked at each other probably thinking the same thoughts. We stayed there for quite a while afterwards, Jim's cock never leaving my mouth, when Jim laughed loudly and looked down at me.
"All this time I felt so good about how I hypnotized you." he said, shaking his head left and right and laughing even louder."
Looking up at Jim, I smiled with his cock still in my mouth, then pulled back. His cock fell out over my lips and bounced off my chin as it left, swinging slightly in front of me as I remained on my knees there in front of him. I didn't move for a few seconds. I just looked up at Jim as if waiting for something to happen. Then I stood up.
"You!" Jim said. "You!" he repeated.
"Yes!" I said, smiling. We both knew now and understood. "It was I who hypnotized him!"
IDEA MAN