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The truth about me is a complicated story. I am in my 50s now, but it began back when I was in high school.
I was an only child and both of my parents worked during the week. Todd and I had been friends since fifth grade and he lived only two houses down the street from me, so we hung out together a lot back then. His mom didn't work and was at home all the time, and he had four sisters and a brother, so he hung out at my place after school to get away from them. Todd's dad was a magician who traveled around doing shows in different cities.
One day after school, Todd was at my house as usual. We were both fourteen and there was nothing to do, so we were bored. Todd told me he wanted to try something. I asked him what it was. He told me that his dad had taught him how to hypnotize people and he wanted to try to hypnotize me. I didn't think he could really do it, so I told him to go ahead and try. He took a gold chain out of his pocket with a crystal on it and swung it in front of my face. He told me to relax and watch it swing back and forth. He talked slowly and in a quiet voice, telling me I was getting sleepy.
Then he said, "Okay, never mind, I guess I can't really do it."
I laughed and said, "I knew you couldn't!"
I knew he was embarrassed about even trying, and he never talked about hypnotism again. We stayed good friends all the way through high school, and hung out a lot until he went away to college.
We hung out together when we could when he came home from college for the summer. I had a job during the day but we would see each other at night. We were both nineteen and I was still single. He had a girlfriend at college who lived 200 miles away from us. He went to see her a few times over the summer, but only for a few days each time.
One night in August he came over and we were sitting at the kitchen table in my parent's house. They were out for the night, so we were alone. He sat across the table from me and was acting really nervous. I asked him what was wrong, and he said that he had to tell me something. I told him to spit it out.
"Please promise that you won't be mad at me. And that you'll still come to my birthday party tomorrow."
He made me promise that I would. It was his twentieth birthday tomorrow, and he was my best friend, so I wouldn't miss it.
He took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, here goes. I really did hypnotize you five years ago."
I laughed and said, "Yeah, right, whatever."
He looked right at me and said, "I can prove it."
I asked him if he still had that crystal on a chain. He said he didn't have it and that he didn't need it. He asked me if I knew what a trigger was.
I said "Yeah, it's part of a gun."
He agreed, but told me that it meant something different, too. He told me that hypnotists used "triggers" to put their subjects into a trance. He said that after he had hypnotized me five years ago, that he had given me a trigger. It was three words that would put me back in a trance right away. I said that was a load of crap, and asked him what these three magic words were. He said that if he spoke them, I wouldn't remember anyway, but he would write them down for me later.
I laughed and said, "Okay, so how are you going to prove this crap?"
He said he had a plan to prove it. He told me to look at his shirt and to look at mine and remember them. He was wearing a red polo-shirt and I had on a white T-shirt. He then told me to look at the clock and tell him what time it was. I looked and told him it was 5:35PM.
He said "Okay, now I'll prove it... What color is my shirt?"
I started to say red, but it wasn't. I was shocked! He was wearing my T-shirt and I was wearing his polo! He told me to look at the clock. It was 5:42PM. I couldn't even speak, I was so confused. He told me that he waited a few extra minutes to wake me up and had me move my car out of the driveway onto the street just to be sure that I believed him. I looked out the window and my car was parked on the street! I still didn't know what to say. He handed me a piece of paper. There were three words... NICE COLD APPLEJUICE.
I wasn't mad at him. For some reason I was happy, and I told him that. He told me that he wanted me to be happy, so he gave me that command while I was in his trance. He told me that he had given me other commands in the past to be sure that I would always be happy and safe. I was still very confused, and asked him what he meant. He said that when he had planted the trigger in my mind five years ago, he was worried, so he had told me that the trigger would only work if I was alone with a teen boy. He said that way, I wouldn't go into a trance if I heard those words in public. I asked why it had to be a teen boy. He said he did that in case he decided to let another friend have fun with me.
I was starting to worry a little bit now, and I asked him what kind of fun? He smiled and said that he knew what I was doing and thinking about when I was alone in my room. Now I really was worried, because I had some really private things in my mind when I was alone in my room. I was also doing very private things when I was thinking those very private thoughts.
It was strange. I was a little worried, but also happy at the same time. I sat there thinking and smiling, and Todd was smiling back at me. He said that he knew I was confused but he would explain it all to me. He said that I would be glad to hear him tell me all about it, and that I would be happy to understand it all. Somehow I knew that he was right and I asked him to tell me everything. He said it would take some time and he was glad my parents were out of town for the whole night. He said that it started out simple but got more complicated over the years. Then he started to explain it all.
"That first time I hypnotized you, I wasn't sure it really worked. So I had you do some silly things to prove that you were really under my control. I had you cluck like a chicken, then bark like a dog. But I thought you were faking, so I tried to think of a better test. I stood in front of you and told you to rub my crotch. You rubbed the front of my jeans for a minute and I started to think you really were in a trance. But I still wasn't sure, I needed more proof. I told you to open my pants and take down my undies. I have to admit that when you rubbed my crotch, I got hard. Remember, we were fourteen, and I got horny really easy. My dad had told me that when you're in a trance, you will never follow a command that you really, really didn't want to do. But you opened my jeans and took down my undies and my boner popped out. It felt nice not being trapped in those tight jeans. I still wasn't sure if you were faking or not. After all, we've been naked in front of each other before, so no real big deal there. I wanted to be sure you weren't still faking, so I told you to grab my dick and stroke it. You did that right away, and man, did that feel good! I knew then that I had to shoot my cum soon, somehow. I wondered if you would do something else that I had heard of. I told you to put it in your mouth and suck it. I knew that it would be the true test if you were faking or not. But I also knew that even if you were in a trance, you might not do it. I was amazed when you followed that command! WOW, it really felt GREAT! I couldn't believe how great it felt! I couldn't hold back. My cum shot out of me into your mouth. I panicked and told you to swallow it. You drank down every drop.
"I couldn't believe what had just happened. I really didn't plan all that ahead of time. As I recovered from the best cum of my life, I started to worry. I could see that you had a boner in your pants, so I told you to go into the bathroom and jerk it off. I told you to shoot your cum in the toilet, then clean up and come back into your room. I needed time to think, but you weren't gone very long. I had you lie on your bed and relax while I made a plan. I decided that you had to be okay with what had happened, since you can't force someone to do anything in a trance that they really didn't want to do. I figured that you wouldn't try anything with me before, because you didn't want to be called a fag. I knew you had wanted to suck my dick, and I REALLY ENJOYED IT! I decided to give you a trigger, so we could do it again. I didn't want you to feel bad about what you did, so I wouldn't let you remember it. But I did want you to somehow enjoy what happened, so I gave you a command. I told you that when you're alone and stroking your dick, you would think about sucking mine, or even other teen boys if you wanted. I added the part about others so you wouldn't be limited to me, but I didn't want you thinking about older guys because I thought that would be gross."
Then Todd stopped talking and smiled at me. I could feel that I was smiling too. I was happy to know why I always thought about sucking him and others when I was jerking off.
I mostly thought about sucking him or someone when I was working my cock, but sometimes I would think about more than just sucking. A few times I thought about rubbing, licking, sucking, and kissing other parts of the guy's body. One time, I even thought about kissing Todd on the lips; a long, hard, and deep french kiss. I thought that was REALLY HOT, but I only thought about that the one time. I never thought about any guy's butt. I always thought butt sex was gross. I thought about nibbling and sucking on Todd's nipples, neck, and earlobes a lot. Later I started thinking about licking his armpits too, but only after I started thinking about doing that to someone else first.
Brad was a football player, and much bigger than Todd. Todd was only about 5'5" tall and 110 pounds, which I liked better. (I still prefer smaller guys.) I had thought about licking Brad's armpits when I jerked off before ever thinking of doing that to Todd. I was confused about this, and told Todd about it. He said that he would explain all about that, too.
"Like I said before, I told you that you could think about sucking any teen dick, but in my commands, I also told you that you could think about other things that you had done that day when you jerked off. As time went on, I wanted you to touch more of my body and you did. We both liked it when you licked, kissed, and sucked on my chest, neck, earlobes, and pits. That's why I cleaned the deodorant off my pits before I would visit you, I didn't want you licking on chemicals. I hope that Brad always did that too. Remember how he used to come to your house for help with his homework? He never told me what you guys did, but now I know that he liked you licking his pits, like I liked it. So, any guy that you only thought about sucking, maybe it happened, maybe it didn't. But, any guy that you thought about doing other things with, that really did happen that day! I'm sure that you saw guys on the street that you didn't know and thought about sucking them, but it never really happened. Besides, they would have to know the three magic words to put you in their control. That is, unless you were ever brave enough to hit on them. I know you don't want the town to know that you like sucking cock, so I'm sure you're not brave enough to hit on any guys. Don't worry about everybody finding out about you. I've only told six guys about your trigger and I made them promise not to tell anybody else. Well, that isn't exactly true. My little brother is allowed to tell only his most trusted friends!"
WHAT??? Oh no! I thought. His little brother?
Then it hit me! I had started thinking about Scott, Todd's brother, last year, when he was 16. Just before Todd went away to college!
Scott had come over one day after school and said that Todd sent him over to get a book that he had left in my bedroom. Scott followed me to my room, and he must have said those words! That night I jerked off thinking about licking, kissing, and sucking every part of him from his earlobes to his balls. I had imagined how sweet his cum tasted, too. As I remembered all of that, I looked at Todd and saw him smiling.
"I wanted to leave a going away present before I left for college. I wanted to give you a supply of fresh, young, teen cock to suck, and cum to swallow while I was away."
I smiled and thanked him for being so nice to me.
Todd said that he hoped that I didn't mind that Scott's dick was only four inches long. I told him that was great, because when I thought about Scott, I imagined it just like that and I loved it! I never liked big ones as much because I was afraid they would choke me. I had imagined that I could take Scott's cock all the way down to his pubes, and he could go wild fucking my mouth and I wouldn't even gag.
But now I was starting to worry a bit. What if I really did ever get brave enough to start hitting on guys? Now that I'm 19, what if I was attracted to a teen that wasn't of legal age? Todd told me not to worry, that he added to my commands that the trigger words wouldn't work for someone too young, and also that I would never suck a dick that wasn't legal anyway, because hypnotism can't make someone do something they wouldn't want to do, and I didn't want to break any laws.
Todd also told me that he had changed his commands a little more, just minutes ago when I was under. He reminded me that he would turn twenty tomorrow and would no longer be a teen. He had changed the trigger to include guys up to twenty-five years old.
I thought about that for a minute, then told him not to worry. I had been thinking about pleasing him now for more than five years and would love to do it without being in a trance. He said he would let me when we finished our talk, but first he had a few more things to explain, that he wanted me to understand all of the rules.
Once I understood, he asked me how many times I had thought about more than only sucking his brother's cock. That made me think about the many times that I had jerked off thinking about Scott's earlobes, nipples, balls, and pits, even when I hadn't see him that day. If I was only allowed to think about those things if they had happened that day, then why did I when I hadn't seen him?
Todd explained, "Scott was worried that he and his friends he trusted to tell about you, wouldn't have a good reason to visit you, and it would seem odd to be coming over. Scott is very smart, so he had me change the rules of the trigger some. Instead of the rule being that you had to be alone with a teen for the trigger to work, now it will work if you are alone with a legal teen, OR, if you are alone and hear a legal teen say the words. So, what Scott does now, is after school he calls your house, and when you answer, he says the words. Then he asks you if you can stay home and be alone for the next half hour. If you can, he tells you to lock the front door, unlock the back door, and wait for him in your bedroom. Then he sneaks over and lets you please him, sometimes twice. When he leaves, he goes home and calls your house again, and says, 'Now wake up.' You never know what happened, because when he calls the first time, you hear your trigger and don't remember anything until after you hear, 'Now wake up.' So you just think you answered the phone and nobody was on the line, so you hang up. His friends can do the same thing. Didn't you ever wonder why time goes by so fast some afternoons?"
I started to think about that and it made sense. There were many afternoons when the time flew by, and those nights I would have the best time, jerking my cock thinking about Scott or a few others his age that I didn't even know!
Todd told me that if anybody ever showed up besides the guy that used the words and put me under, my trance would be broken and I would wake up. I could only stay in the trance if I was alone with the guy who had said my trigger. I asked him why. He explained that Scott was not shy at all, even with his small dick, and he liked to show off. Todd made that rule and told Scott about it so that Scott would never be able to bring any friends along. I said thanks! Todd said that he wanted me to be able to enjoy sucking legal teen cock all of my life. He knows that I'm shy about making the first move, so he will try to pass the secret trigger on to other teens that he can trust as the years go by.
Well, that was many years ago, and Todd has since moved away. But he still helps me find new guys. I should say that he helps new guys find me.
When I was thirty-eight, I answered a knock on my door. It was Todd's eighteen-year-old son who was in town to visit his grandparents. I invited him in and asked him if he'd like a drink.
He said, "Yeah, do you have any... It's getting late, I need to go, but it was really great to meet you."
I said it was nice to meet him, and as soon as he had left, I saw that it had indeed gotten late. I knew why, which put a smile on my face. I enjoyed a great jerk-off session thinking about him. You see, when he appeared at my door, I knew instantly that it was Todd's son. He had the same great smile and tight little body. I knew that I had to invite him in and offer him a cold drink. When he left, his smile seemed even brighter and he shook my hand in such a warm and friendly way that it made my knees weak.
I rushed into my bedroom as soon as he left, anxious to see what my imagination would reveal to me. My clothes were off in a flash and I laid back and closed my eyes. My hand was on my hard cock, which was already oozing with pre-cum. I saw Todd's son standing in front of me. He told me to remove his shirt, (a wife-beater), and that I may worship his hard body as I did so. I slowly peeled the tight shirt over his head, revealing his hard abs and smooth chest. Then his bushy pits caught my eye, glistening with sweat. The manly aroma was intoxicating. I buried my nose in his right pit, then licked the sweat from it. My mouth wandered to his chest, licking and kissing his nipples. My hands roamed briefly over his hard abs then to the front of his shorts. They were thin, silky basketball shorts, barely concealing his rock hard cock. When my hand gripped it through his shorts, I heard him moan. Then I heard his voice.
"Suck it dude, suck my cock" he demanded. "Get these shorts off me and get to work".
I could not be happier, he really didn't need to be so bossy, but it was HOT! I slid his shorts down over his slightly hairy legs and he stepped out off them. His cock came into view, it was perfect. About 5" long and hard as steel, pre-cum leaking from it's slit. He laid on my bed, hands behind his head and smiled a wicked grin. I heard his voice again.
"All yours dude, worship my body and make me cum. Show me how much you want to taste my juice. No kissing my mouth, just my body. On second thought, get sucking my cock RIGHT NOW! Yeah, and fondle my balls too, I like that. Hurry, suck me hard and fast, I haven't cum in two days!"
I dove onto his cock and savored the taste of it, fondling his balls as I sucked. I backed off and licked around the head of his cock, lapping the pre-cum from the tip. I teased around the ridge of his beautifully cut head. He moaned and groaned almost as if he were in pain. I knew he couldn't hold back much longer. I took his cock back into my mouth and sucked hard. His hands grabbed my head and his hips thrust his cock into my mouth.
"Oh hell yeah man, fuuuck, you hot cock-sucker, TAKE IT!"
He lost control, blasting off in my mouth, shot after shot of thick rich cum flooded my mouth. His whole body was convulsing with every spasm of his cock. His hands released my hair and fell to his sides. His body went limp, except for his cock. I released it from my mouth and licked it gently and lovingly. He was panting and sweating. I looked up at his face. His eyes were glazed and his mouth hung open. He didn't move as I crawled up to lay beside him.
Finally, he spoke, "WOW, my best cum EVER!" He smiled, "I want to use you again, just let me rest a bit. I love controlling you, but you really took control of my body. I didn't want to cum so fast, but you MADE me cum. I really want you to do that again, you deserve a reward. You may kiss my mouth."
I felt so lucky to be able to kiss his plump red lips. I started slowly by gently caressing his face and hair with my hands. He laid quietly, still exhausted as I lightly ran my tongue across his lips. Then I gently kissed his lips, easing them open with my tongue. The kiss became passionate, I breathed into his mouth and he shared his breath with me. It was the hottest kiss that I had ever dreamed of. My hands ran gently though his hair and toyed with his earlobes. I wondered if he would get off on having them nibbled on. I broke the kiss and he sighed a very contented sigh. I kissed across the left side of his face and nibbled on that earlobe. I breathed into his ear and he squirmed. My hands were caressing his chest and abs and he moaned. I felt his left hand on my back and his right one on my head. His hands were gently urging me to move downward. I could tell he was regaining his strength and desire. I looked down and saw his cock throbbing and leaking again.
My fantasy stopped then as I was brought back to reality by my own orgasm. I wish I had lasted longer, but my thoughts were too hot and my body gave in. I had been stroking my cock fast and hard and my cock told my mind that it could take no more.
Todd's brother Scott still lives here in this small town in Missouri, where I live. In fact, his grandson Andy is in high school and cuts my lawn for me. I have thought about Andy and a few of his school buddies on many nights. I don't wonder why.
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