Gay Erotic Stories

Well, it happened. That’s all there is to it, and there isn’t anything I can do to change it, and in some respect, I wouldn’t want to change it. You see, I had been watching Ken for quite a while now – stealing glances at him as I walk by his desk, or listening to the sound of his voice when he would say hello to me. He had such a sexy voice.

The pictures on his desk of his wife and kids spoke volumes of his heterosexuality, as did some of the conversations I’ve overheard between him and his buddies at work. I’ve always thought that balding men were sexy – probably because I’ve dated a few prematurely balding men, all of who were really big turn-ons in bed. Ken has a bit of fur that peeks out over the top of his shirts – he generally wears short sleeve pullovers, exposing his furry forearms. Even though he is clean-shaven, he is a sexy guy that stands about 5 foot 9, and probably weighs around 175 lbs. He’s got these really beautiful deep blue eyes, and dark brown hair – well, what’s left of it anyway, and his jeans are a snug 32 waist. Yummy!

One day, as I was walking by his desk, he was sitting there talking on the phone, leaning back in his chair with his legs spread open. His voice has a soft, deep, masculine resonance to it, and I had to force myself not to stare at the bulge in his dark blue jeans. It did not appear to be just the way the denim fit his crotch – I had a pretty good view of it, and it left nothing to the imagination. I came home that night after work and jacked off just thinking about how his cock and balls must look, and how I’d love to lick and suck them for a while. About a week later, someone in the office had given their 2-week notice, and word went around that a bunch of us were going to take him out for a going away party. Ken asked me if I was going. “Yeah”, I said, “I wouldn’t miss it. Are you going too?” “Yeah”, he replied. I smiled at him and said with a wink, “Good. It should be a good time”. He looked at me a little strangely and went back to his desk. I decided that I would find a way to get Ken alone at some point at the party. Being a dabbler in hypnosis, I wanted to see if I could get Ken to go under. And if I could, well let’s just say that I wanted to make some plans both for and with him.

Time goes by and it’s time for the party. A group of us invaded a Chinese restaurant, and I managed to get seated next to Ken. We give our little toasts to the exiting employee and drink to the success of his new job. Ken seemed to be going through a few drinks in the course of a couple of hours, and he begins to talk more to me – more than usual. It starts out as small talk about work, the weather and such, and soon, people are heading home. Ken and I say goodbye to our fellow coworkers, and before I know it, he & I are alone. We decide to move to a table in the bar section of the restaurant. I bought us a fresh round of drinks and asked Ken how the family is doing. He starts to tell me things that I know he’d probably never tell me without the alcohol in him. Like how he & his wife have been having problems, and they have barely spoken to each other in a couple of weeks – let alone had relations. “My, my”, I thought to myself, “this is a possibility here”. “You know Ken”, I said, “Sometimes a man just needs someone to talk to, you know. I just want you to know that you can talk to me about anything. It will never go any further.”

“Thanks, man”, he said, “I’m glad to know that.”

I lowered my voice and spoke evenly and soothingly. “Ken, you can trust me. I wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt you, I hope you know that.”

“I know”, he replied, looking into my eyes. I could see that he was a little on the drunk side. Best to do it now before he gets too far-gone in the booze. “You look a little worn down, Ken. You need to rest. Just look at my eyes and you’ll find that it is very easy to do. It takes no effort at all.”

“Yeah –you’re right – it doesn’t take any effort.”, he said.

“That’s right Ken”, I said, “They are very warm and comfortable to look at, aren’t they?”

“Yeah”, he replied almost dreamily.

“Just keep looking at my eyes Ken. It’s so easy to just let yourself get lost in them. So easy to just keep looking as you let all of your cares and worries melt away to nothing. Take a deep breath Ken and relax.” I watched his chest expand as he takes a breath, then contract as he exhaled – still looking at my eyes. “Ken”, I continued, “just keep breathing deeply and evenly and let yourself relax completely. Nothing will harm you here. It feels good to just listen to my voice and look into my eyes, doesn’t it?”

“Yes”, he says – his voice barely audible.” “Ken”, I say, “tell me truthfully, have you ever been hypnotized before?”

“Yes”, he said, “when I was in the Air Force.”

“What was it like – did you enjoy it?”

“Yes – I felt so peaceful then--just like I feel now.”, he replied.

“Good. I want you to come with me Ken; back to my place where I can help you find that peacefulness again. Will you come with me?” He thought for a moment, and then said “Yes”. I told him that when I counted to three, he would awaken, and only remember that he has to come with me back to my place. “One…two…three”. Ken blinked a couple of times, and then asked if I was ready. “Ready?” I asked.

“Yeah”, he said, “aren’t we going back to your place?” I hid a grin and said, “Sure, let’s go.”

Back at my place, I got Ken and I a beer, and turned on my PC. I have a great hypnosis program that I use sometimes for self-hypnosis to relax after a tough day at the office. I told Ken about it and asked if he’d like to try it. He agreed, so I told him to have a seat and explained what the program does and what I use it for. I didn’t tell him that it also gets you VERY aroused. I asked if he was sure he wanted to try it.

“Sure…sounds interesting. I have to say though that I feel kind of nervous.”

“Don’t worry”, I said, “it doesn’t do anything more than to help you relax and clear your head. I won’t do anything to disturb you - in fact, I have some mail to look at.” Ken seated himself at the computer and started the program. What I didn’t tell him was that I had been working with that program, adding subliminal messages to heighten my sexual tension and to make my orgasms more intense. I sat in a chair that faced the computer so I can keep an eye on Ken.

After a few minutes sitting there, I could see that he was starting to relax. His shoulders had slumped down somewhat as he relaxed more and more. I quietly got up and moved to stand a few feet behind him. I started whispering to him. “Just relax and let go. Let your mind open to the suggestions as you watch the screen.” I kept whispering those two statements to him and within a minute or two; I could see him relax even more. The subliminal suggestions were taking hold - telling him to let his cock grow hard, and that before long it will be very uncomfortable for him, and he will have to pull his pants down.

I moved over to a point where I could see his crotch, and sure enough, his cock was quite hard. I could see it straining against his jeans. I began to whisper again, “Everything you see and do here is quite natural. You have no problems, concerns or issues with anything that happens. In fact, you will find that you enjoy it very much.” and repeated it a few times. After another minute, Ken stood up, opened and unzipped his jeans and dropped them. Still wrapped in his white briefs, his cock looked like it could easily be 7 ½ to 8 inches. With his eyes still locked onto the screen, Ken sat down. One hand began to stroke his cock through his briefs. I watched him, my own cock straining for release from my jeans.

“Ken, listen carefully”, I whispered to him. “You are extremely horny and will do anything to get off. But you cannot cum until I tell you. Do you understand? You may nod your head.” He nodded his assent. “Put your hands on the arms of the chair. They will become stuck there unless I ask you to do something, but that will cause you no concern, doing this will cause your cock to become harder, because you have followed my instructions. Any time you follow my instructions, you will feel more and more pleasure coursing through your body.”

I watched as Ken placed his arms and hands on the arms of the chair. Almost immediately, I saw his cock strain against his briefs. I reached out one hand and started to stroke his cock. It felt very hard, and rather thick. I was going to enjoy this hypnotized beefy man. The subliminal messages that Ken was receiving were causing his horniness to increase. His breathing was becoming a little heavier, so I decided to step up the pace a little. I whispered to him that he would feel much more relaxed if he took off his briefs, which he did quickly, then sat back down. My eyes widened at the sight of his beautiful cut cock. It was as big as I thought, and had a good thickness. The head was an angry red and flared at the base of it. His balls were larger than average, and quite hairy. I told Ken that he can close his eyes now, and that he will stay in this very relaxed state until I tell him to wake up. His eyes closed, and I stopped my hypnosis program. “Follow me”, I said, and then walked into the bedroom. Ken opened his eyes and followed, stopping at the doorway. I told him to lie on the bed on his back, which he did without thought or hesitation, and immediately closed his eyes again.

I sat on the bed and watched his cock throb for a few minutes. I deepened his hypnotic sleep with a few more suggestions, and then decided to intensify his horniness. “Ken,” I told him, “every time your cock throbs, you will feel shivers of pleasure run through your body.” I reached out and caressed his balls. His cock throbbed and he sighed in pleasure. His balls were loose and hanging low. “The more I touch you – anywhere on your body, the more intense your pleasure is. And the more intense the pleasure, the hornier you get.”

I traced my fingers up the length of his cock, across his abdomen and up to his furry chest. I lightly pinched his nipples and watched his cock throb more frequently. His sighs soon became soft moans as his passion increased. “Can I lick your cock, Ken?” I asked.

“Yes…please” he breathed. With a smile, I leaned over his cock and ran my tongue from the base to the tip. Ken moaned in pleasure and I licked it from every angle. Then I wrapped my lips around the head and let my tongue glide over it for a few moments. Ken’s breathing became deeper as he moaned and sighed with the pleasure he was feeling. I slowly took more of his monster cock in my mouth and let my tongue explore it. Kens’ legs were spread apart now and I took the opportunity to stroke his balls as I started to suck his thick cock. It filled my mouth completely as I stroked his cock with my lips and tongue. Ken moaned in sheer pleasure as I continued to suck. My hands traveled up to his furry chest and I stroked his nipples, bringing louder moans of pleasure. Slowly, I slid my way up to the tip of his cock before releasing it. My tongue slid down to his balls, lapping at them in long, slow strokes. Ken sighed and moaned softly as my tongue worked all over his balls. I took one of his big balls into my mouth and sucked on it gently. I could hear Kens’ breathing increase - his moans coming more and more quickly . “Oh wow – that feels so good”, Ken breathed. I released one ball and took the other in my mouth and continued to suck. My hands explored his body and slipped under him to feel his back and his ass. I released his balls and deepened Ken’s relaxed state, sinking him deeper into hypnosis. His breathing evened out as he relaxed, although his cock stayed rock hard. I looked him over and wanted him inside me in the worst way. I wondered if he would even be willing to slip his thick cock inside me.

“Ken”, I said, “have you ever fucked a man before.”

“Yes,” came the soft reply, “just once before I was married.”

“Did you like it?” I asked.

“It was okay”, he replied.

“Would you do it again?”

“Maybe” was all he said.

Well, no time like the present, I figured. “Ken, what happens when you follow my instructions?” I asked.

“I feel more and more pleasure.” came the immediate reply.

“Good Ken, very good. And do you want to continue to feel this pleasure?”

“Yes”, he said.

“I’m glad you said that Ken because I want you to do exactly as I tell you. Doing what I tell you to do will make you feel so completely relaxed, and intensely turned on. Do you understand?”

“Yes….” he said, “I do what you say and I will be turned on”.

“Good boy Ken. I am going to suck on your cock. While I am doing that, you will turn your head to the left and look at my cock. As soon as you see it, your mouth will water and you will not be able to stop yourself from taking hold of my cock and starting to suck on it. The more you suck on my cock, the more turned on and excited you will be. It does not matter that we are 2 men sucking each other’s cocks – all you know is that you are so very horny, and you have no worries about what we are doing. Do you understand all that?”

“Yes I do”, he said. I lay next to him so that we were in a 69 position and I started to slip his cock into my mouth. I closed my eyes as I sucked on his rock hard rod and began enjoying this fantasy-turned-real immensely. Within a few minutes, I could feel Ken’s breath on my cock, and then a tongue licking around the head of my cock. Ken took to my 6.5” cock like a fish to water and soon he was sucking it like a pro – all the way to the base and then slowly sliding his mouth back up to the crown before taking it all in again. I left go of Ken’s cock long enough to say, “Ken, continue sucking my cock. When you feel my cum shooting in your mouth, you will swallow it all and then you will cum as well. No matter how close I make you get to cumming, you cannot cum until I cum first. Do you understand?”

“Umm-hmmm”, was all he could say.

As I went back to working Ken’s cock, I slid one hand around to his ass and started to stroke his hole. Ken started to moan around my cock, which he was working expertly with his tongue and lips. Oh man I can feel my cum starting to build up in my balls. I increased the suction on Ken’s thick cock and started probing his hole at the same time. Ken was moaning more and more and his breath was coming quicker and more heavily while his tongue kept driving me closer and closer to the edge. I was gonna blow, but I figured that at the last moment, I would shove my finger deep into his ass…. and at this rate, it will be very, very soon.

Another minute goes by while Ken & I deep throat each others cock and I feel that I’m gonna blow. I jam my finger deep inside Ken’s ass as my cock explodes deep into his mouth. Ken moans, then sucks all of my cum from my throbbing cock. All of a sudden, he releases my cock and lets out a loud groan. He bucks his hips to shove his cock deeper into my throat as I feel a hot splash slide its way down. I swallow….and swallow….and swallow his sweet tasting jism, all the while my finger slides and wiggles in & out of his ass.

When his cock is drained, I let it slide out of my mouth and say to him, “Ken…that was very good. Now close your eyes and rest…breathe deeply and evenly and listen closely to my voice as you drift deeper and deeper, and your breathing returns to normal. Yes, that’s it Ken…just breathe in…and out. Now when I count to 3, you will get up from the bed, put your clothes on, and sit back in front of the computer. Do you understand all of that?”

“Yes”, he replied.

I counted to 3 and watched this beautiful hunk go into the other room and dress, then sit back down in front of my computer. I told him that when I counted to 5, he will not consciously recall anything we did, however he will be more willing to converse with me at work and will call me at home at some time during every weekend. Lastly I told him that any time I said the words “blue balls”, he would return to this deep relaxed and obedient state. After he repeated my instructions, I counted him out and he woke up.

“Wow”, he said, “I haven’t felt this good in a long time, man. Thanks”

“My pleasure, Ken. Like I said earlier – you looked like you needed to relax, and this was the best way that I knew how. It works in a pinch.” We sat in the living room for about a ½ hour, finishing off our beers, and then he had to leave. He asked if he could call me next weekend – maybe go to lunch or dinner somewhere. “Sure”, I said, with a sly smile.

To be continued…