Date: Thu, 30 Dec 2004 12:50:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Mickey S <njmcmick@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hypnotize Me, Ch. 5

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.

The author retains all rights.  No reproductions are allowed without the
author's consent. Comments are appreciated at NJMcMick@yahoo.com.

Chapter Five

Josh

My ass was really sore after Tuesday night but I didn't mind. I was
thrilled that I'd been able to handle the new toy. The hypnosis had
worked. If I could relax that way when I was with a guy I'd have no trouble
getting fucked, even if he was hung better than most. I thought about Jake
and wondered how big he was. Everybody says black guys have big dicks but I
had no experience there. One of my friends who had been with lots of guys
of all colors said like any other race there are big ones and little ones
and lots of average ones, though he had found plenty of large black guys. I
didn't really care one way or the other. I already thought Jake was
terribly sexy from the little I'd seen. He looked like he had a great body
though I'd never seen him in tight fitting clothes.

Wednesday night I used the big dildo again. Once it was in I closed my
eyes, imagined it was Jake and fucked myself senseless. I handled it easier
than the night before but that could have been because I was alone and Jake
wasn't watching on the web cam. Or maybe I was getting used to relaxing. I
hoped that was it.

All the way over to Jake's townhouse Thursday evening I was wondering what
he had planned this time. We'd gone about as far as I thought we would. I'd
been through a few hypnosis sessions and managed to open myself up for a
big dick, even though it was a fake one. I knew we weren't going to have
sex, so what else was left? I was a little worried that it was over, that
he'd tell me that I'd 'graduated' and send me on my way. The truth was that
I really enjoyed the time I spent with him. We got along great, never ran
out of things to talk about and I was more relaxed around him than with
most people. I hoped that even if he decided I didn't need any more
hypnosis, we could continue our friendship.

I was relieved when he said that, although I'd come a long way, he thought
it would be a good idea for me to have a few more sessions to reinforce the
relaxation techniques he'd taught me. He put me under and once again I
either went in a pretty deep trance or I fell asleep. Afterwards he got a
couple of beers from the kitchen and we talked awhile. He was just so easy
to be with. It didn't hurt that he was also so easy to look at. We talked
and talked and he got us a second round of beers. I felt an itching, almost
a yearning, in my asshole as I discretely looked him over. My ass was
telling me that I really needed to get fucked. I was shocked when I looked
at my watch after our second beer and it was after eleven.

"Shit, I've got to get going, Jake. I'm sorry for hanging around so
late. You should have kicked me out."

"Nothing to be sorry for, Josh. I've enjoyed our time together. You're good
company."

"So do you want me to get on the web cam when I get home?"

"No, you don't have to keep performing for me. We know you can do it now,
but I would like you to keep at it. Practice makes perfect, you know."

I was a little disappointed that he didn't want to watch me any more,
though why should he? He probably didn't pay much attention to my
performances, anyway, just casually checked to see the results. As we both
stood I looked at his crotch. Even though he wasn't wearing tight pants
there was an obvious bulge down the left side that I hadn't noticed
earlier. There was also a wet spot halfway down his left thigh. He must
have spilled some beer on it.

All the way home I was hornier than I could ever remember. Considering I
had fucked myself with the dildo and had huge orgasms two nights in a row I
couldn't understand it. If I was getting this addicted to a dildo, what
would happen when I found the real thing?

Jake

For two days I couldn't stop thinking about Josh and what I could do with
him. My feelings toward him were more than a little confusing. I thoroughly
enjoyed just hanging out with him; he was a really great guy once he opened
up. But he was quite shy and seemed a bit insecure and I found myself
feeling protective of him. Part of that was the physician in me and I
supposed part was the fact that he was so vulnerable when I had him
under. It would be so easy to take advantage of him and though I was
tempted, I was also honored by the trust he placed in me.

That didn't mean I couldn't have some fun with him, however. For one thing,
I wanted to practice my hypnosis technique and he was an excellent
subject. It wasn't like I was using him; he did need more sessions to make
sure his newfound ability to relax didn't regress. But I decided to try a
few new things to see how good I was. I figured it should also help him but
then I was always pretty good at rationalizing.

Thursday night he arrived and after a few minutes of small talk we began
the session. I put him in a deep trance so he'd only remember what I wanted
him to. I took him through the usual relaxation process and then spent some
time reviewing the techniques I'd previously taught him for when he was on
his own. Once I was done with that it was time to see just how good I was
at this, or just how good a subject he was. He was still out, lying there
in the dark with the headphones on.

"Now we're going to try something new to make it easier for you to go
under, Josh. Whenever I say the words, 'Listen to me, Josh', you will
immediately go into a hypnotic state. You will not be asleep the way you
are right now but you will obey me and you will do exactly as I instruct
you. Then, when I snap my fingers, you will come out of the hypnotic
state."

I'd never set up a post-hypnotic suggestion quite this way and wasn't sure
it would work. I tried to tell myself that I wasn't just experimenting with
Josh, that it could save time in future sessions, but I knew it would have
one advantage that I hadn't really decided what to do with yet. I would be
able to put him under at a second's notice without his knowledge. If it
worked, that is.

I ended the session as usual and brought him out of it slowly. I got us
each a beer and we sat and talked a while, then I decided it was time for a
test.

"Listen to me, Josh."

His head jerked ever so slightly and his eyes blinked once, but if I hadn't
been watching him closely I wouldn't have noticed any change at all. He
just sat and looked at me as if he were waiting for something. He was
apparently under, though I had to do something to make sure.

"Stand up, Josh." He stood.

"Turn around." He made a complete turn.

Now for the real test.

"Remove all of your clothes."

Without hesitation, Josh pulled his shirt out of his pants and lifted it
over his head, dropping it on the floor next to him. He kicked off his
sneakers and then unbuttoned his jeans. He grabbed the jeans and his boxers
by the waistband and pulled them down together in one swift motion. He
stepped out of them and bent to remove his socks. He was standing naked in
front of me in my den.

I hadn't seen him fully naked like that before. In the office he had
dropped his pants for my examinations and treatment but had left his shirt
on. On the web cam he was in bed and I could only see him from one angle. I
ran my eyes down his body. If he were a woman, I'd say he was
petite. That's not exactly a word for a man and there was nothing feminine
about his body. He was smooth and nearly hairless, except for a small patch
above his dick. When I saw his dick I had an idea for another test.

"I want you to get an erection, Josh."

He immediately grabbed his dick and started playing with it.

"No, Josh, don't use your hands. Just get hard thinking of something."

I wasn't sure if that would work but he as soon as he let go of his dick it
started to swell. It grew longer and thicker until it was standing out from
his body fully erect, pointing upward. It looked to be somewhere near six
inches.

"Tell me what you thought of to get yourself aroused that way, Josh."

"I imagined you were fucking my ass, Jake."

Big Jake was immediately on the rise when I heard that. I adjusted myself
to make a little more room in my pants. I decided that as long as he was
naked in front of me I wanted to see the part I most loved.

"Turn around, Josh. Bend over, move your feet further apart and lean over
the side of the chair."

He turned and bent, exposing that beautiful little white ass to me. His
butt was so nicely rounded that even in that position the cheeks weren't
separated enough for me to see his hole. I knelt behind him, my face only
inches from his ass. I put a hand on each cheek and felt a shiver run
through him as I lightly caressed him. Very, very gently, I spread his
cheeks, exposing his perfect pink pucker. I just stared for a moment,
mesmerized by it. His hole was so tiny; it was hard to believe that large
dildo had been in there. Big Jake was causing big trouble inside my pants
so I reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped, and freed the monster. I gave a
couple of pulls on my rock hard cock and then turned my attention back to
the hot hole in front of me.

I leaned in and inhaled deeply. Josh had almost no scent at all, just a
faint musky aroma, nowhere near as strong as Big Jake when he was worked
up. I lightly blew on his pucker and it twitched at me. Almost as if I were
the one in a trance, I was drawn closer until I lightly kissed him on those
pink ass lips. Although I'd been obsessed with fucking asses for years I'd
never really given much thought to rimming but I was drawn to kiss
Josh's. I gently licked around his hole, pressing the tip of my tongue in a
bit. I spread his cheeks even more and pressed my face into him, forcing my
tongue a little further into him. I licked around the inside of his pucker,
relaxing his ring, wanting to get inside him. An idea came to me and I
pulled away for a second.

"Josh, relax your asshole. Relax the muscles and let my tongue in."

I went back to work on him and this time my tongue pushed right through his
ring, up into his hot chute. I fucked him over and over with my tongue,
working it far up into him. He was alternately groaning and gasping. He
kept thrusting his ass back into my face.

"Ohhh, fuck me, Jake. Please fuck me. I need your cock up inside of me."

I was very close to losing control. I forced myself to pull off him and
looked at his relaxed hole. Then I looked down at Big Jake, standing up
like a great dark flagpole, dripping precum all over my thigh. Oh God, I
wanted it so bad. And in spite of the fact that he had just asked me to, I
knew that I couldn't. Fucking him when he was under my spell, when he was
in a trance and unaware of what was happening was just wrong. Of course, so
was rimming him, but I convinced myself that that was different. That was
foreplay, not the real thing. I know, a rationalization. It took all of my
will power but I got to my feet and backed away from Josh.

"Turn around and get dressed, Josh."

He turned and faced me, his dripping cock swinging around in front of
him. He quickly dressed as I struggled to get Big Jake back in my
pants. When we were both 'decent' again I had him sit back in his chair. I
sat down in my chair.

"Okay, Josh. When you awake you won't remember any of his."

I snapped my fingers and he again started and blinked, then reached for his
beer. It was empty so I got up and got us a second round. We talked for a
while longer and then he realized how late it was. I hoped he thought he'd
just lost track of time while we were talking.

As soon as he was out the door I ran to the bedroom, stripped off my
clothes and lay back on the bed, stroking Big Jake. I took him in both
fists and pumped. I threw my head back, closed my eyes and thought of that
hot pink hole. Just as I shot what had to be the biggest load of my life
the image in my mind changed to his face, those wide trusting gray eyes
staring at me. Oh God, I just had to fuck that beautiful boy.

To be continued...