Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2008 06:51:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: callibrn <callibrn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Understanding My Submission part 1

I was going to meet up with guy named Dan. He wanted to meet at a Starbucks
first he said. He never met at his house the first time. He wanted to see
if we got along first before he decided to hook up.

I wasn't really looking for a hook-up I kept telling myself. I have been
generally a one man, man. I just enjoyed things more that way. Not that I
hadn't had one night stands, just they weren't usually my preference. I was
online just to meet some people. I had only been in the area for about 6
months. My partner was ill. He had been ill for awhile and was not getting
better. It was a bit stressful to say the least, but one of the big
stressors was I wasn't getting any sex. No relief and despite what people
may say, even under such stress as a relationship slowly ending, you need
release. I felt guilty of course, leaving Rob at home but he was asleep
most of the day anyway at the time. So when the opportunity came along to
meet someone I took it.

Dan was quite handsome. Not slim, but not fat. He looked like he worked out
some, but was not a muscle god by any stretch of the imagination. He had
that olive skin that many people of southern European extraction have, and
looked like he spent time in the sun. He didn't really say much about
himself. He was 28, but he did ask a lot of questions about me. I guess I
needed someone to talk with and he just let me go on answering
questions. How long had I been here in California, what brought me here,
what I wanted in a guy. I was feeling pretty comfortable, It might have
been his smile, or the way he seemed to encourage me in my answers. I guess
because I was letting things go. Telling him things I didn't generally
share. Things like I tended to be quiet, I tended to follow the lead of the
guy I was in a relationship with, I liked doing what my partner wanted to
do.

After an hour or so sitting drinking coffee Dan suddenly stood up and said,
"let's go to my place, I'll drive. I can drop you off after we are done."
It startled me a bit how forward he was but he just smiled and I agreed to
accompany him. When we got to his truck and started driving he reached over
to my knee with his hand and placed it on my leg. I must have jumped a bit
because he told me to relax and just let things happen.

"Just close your eyes and enjoy the ride. Listen to my voice and relax," he
continued. I must have been more tired or more at ease than I had
originally realized. I just put my head back and closed my eyes. I had no
idea where I was going and was not at all concerned about it, I guess. I
was just letting it happen.

"You need this," Dan stated. "You need to relax and let go. You have been
under a lot of stress. Just relax and listen to me. I am a licensed
hypnotist and want to help you," he continued. "You want to relax and just
listen to what I am going to tell you."

I did want to relax, boy, how I needed it, I thought to myself.

"You are a good guy," Dan told me. "But you have been under a lot of
pressure. I am here to teach you how to handle it. Just listen to me and
relax. Just let my words sink in and I can help you. You are a good
guy. You like to do everything you can to help people but now you need to
relax and let me help you. You need to relax, just let yourself relax and
listen to my words." Over and over, Dan repeated the same sorts of things
and I relaxed more each time he spoke. His voice was deep and sonorous, and
felt soothing to my ears. I could feel the movement of the truck but it
didn't disturb me and I soon felt myself drifting to the movement of the
truck and the tone of his voice. The next thing I knew the truck had
stopped. I knew we were at his place. I don't recall getting there
completely, but I knew that is where we were and that I needed to go inside
with him.

Once we were inside, I asked if it were okay if I just lay down on his bed
for awhile. That was more forward than I usually am I thought to myself but
it seemed like that was what I wanted to do. Dan smiled and that made me
feel warm so I must be on the right track I thought. We went to his room
and I lay down on the bed. Dan began talking again, encouraging me to relax
and just lay there if I wanted. I wanted that, I said to no one in
particular. As soon as I lay down, I felt completely relaxed again. Dan
began speaking to me again in his soothing voice.

"You want to feel relaxed, Steve, completely relaxed. You know that if you
do what I suggest you will feel better and be completely at ease. You
already know that I have your best interests at heart and I just want to
see you be the best at what you are good at, Steve." The way Dan spoke my
name assured me he was right. I listened some more as I relaxed and seemed
to let go of my stress.

"Such a good boy," Dan began. "You are such a good boy and you know when
you hear those words it makes you an even better boy. Just relax and let
your mind go. Just relax and let your mind go. Such a good boy..." I don't
know how long I lay there or honestly what he said. I knew I was relaxed
and feeling good. I also knew that in order to make Dan feel as good as I
did, I wanted to offer him something, and my mouth seemed like a good place
to start. At some point I remember laying there and being overcome with
energy I hadn't felt in several weeks. I knew that I wanted to repay Dan
for his time and giving him a blowjob was the way I could do that right
now. I sat up, opened my eyes and Dan was standing there, with nothing
on. His cock was fully hard and he had at least 7 inches that was pretty
thick. I didn't say anything, nor ask permission but I just slid forward on
the bed and engulfed his cock into my mouth.

"That's a good boy," Dan sighed as he slid into my mouth. For whatever
reason that made me feel good about what I was doing. "You just needed to
relax and take my cock all the way into your throat." He slid his cock deep
and did go right into my throat and I felt his balls up against my lips,
and I relaxed further still, till I almost closed my eyes again. "That's
it. That's what you came here for. You came to service my cock, didn't you
boy?" Dan didn't seem to expect an answer and it wasn't like I could give
any with his dick so far down my gullet. "This is what relaxes you most, is
giving me release. You need to know that you are providing me a release
boy. The more release you give me the better you feel." As Dan talked I
felt an incredible warmth spread through me. He was right! I did feel
relaxed and better knowing I was going to give him a release. "You need to
take my load to get the most relaxed boy. You need my load. Such a good boy
to need my load."

Dan had grabbed my head and was really going at it fucking my face. It was
the best feeling to have his hands on my head, he had a hold of my short
hair and was hanging on tight with one hand, and the other was at the back
of my head pulling me towards him with each thrust. I guess he was a little
rough, but his talking relaxed me and knowing I was going to help him get
release made me feel good. The way he called me a good boy just made
everything seem okay at that moment.

Just as I was thinking he might be ready to cum Dan pulled back from my
face. "What do you need boy?" he asked. Without a second's hesitation the
words popped out of my mouth.

"I need your load, Dan." Where had that come from? Who cared, the minute I
said it I knew it was true. I needed his load in my mouth, inside
me. "Please, give me your load," I begged him!

"Dan slid his cock back into my mouth and began pumping at it as he had
before he pulled out. "That's right boy. You remembered well. You DO need
my load and it is what relaxes you the most now, taking my load from my
cock, boy. You also know that once you have my load you will need to have
more of it, that you will become a very needy boy for my load. Each day you
don't get my load just makes you want it more and more, doesn't it?"

I nodded as best I could while he fed me his cock. As he finished speaking,
his cock got harder, swelling in my mouth, then I could taste it and feel
his cock shooting his cum in me. I heard a moan and first thought it was
Dan, but it was me moaning. Feeling such a high that I had never felt
before, knowing I was giving him release and knowing that taking his load
would only make me want it more.

When Dan had finished cumming and I had stopped swallowing his seed, He
smiled at me and told me what a good boy I had been. He said I should lay
down again for awhile, and before I could even get my head on the bed, I
knew I was drifting off again, so sleepy.

When I woke up, it was with a start, I wasn't sure how long I had been
asleep. I knew I was safe and at Dan's place but I didn't see Dan at
all. When I slid my legs off the bed, Dan appeared in the doorway. "There
you are, boy, you must have been quite tired, you just dozed right off
after we got here. Do you remember that", he asked?

"Yeah," I agreed. "Guess I was tired, I had some weird dreams. I thought we
had sex," I sorta chuckled because I thought it was so real but obviously I
just fell asleep. I mean I just met the guy and all we had done was come
over to his house and I fell asleep. How embarrassing.

Dan laughed. I got off the bed and started heading for the door. It seemed
I was forgetting something and started looking around the front door for
whatever it was. Dan handed me a CD. "Oh, here's that CD you wanted. It
should help you relax more. Be sure and listen to it regularly"

"Thanks, Mr Ericsson," I told him. I don't usually call people by their
last name. How did I know his last name? I don't remember asking him, I
wondered. He just smiled and said no problem. As we got in his car he said
that he hoped he would see me again.

"I hope so too. I really had a great time and I feel so much better,
thanks!" I did feel better, in fact better than I had felt in weeks. I
wonder why, we didn't do anything but chat, and I had fallen asleep. The
drive back to my car was short and before you knew it I was home again,
feeling good about life.