Jake, Part 3

Jake

Sleeping like a baby. Out like a light. I watch Jake’s face, inches from my own. Every muscle relaxed. I can hear his breathing, regular and shallow. Every now and then I hear a slight snore. His arm is on my stomach. His leg over mine. The curves of his bare ass right there in my line of view.

It’s a good time for me to try and process everything that happened today. All the new information I just got. Three months after I met him at my hypnosis show, Jake is no longer in a relationship with Nia. He seemed confident that getting hypnotized by me turned him into a slutty bottom, where he just couldn’t get enough of dicks up his ass.

To be fair, during the show, my final suggestion for him had been that he would enjoy getting fucked in the ass even more from that point on. It was him who had offered the information that that was what he enjoyed most in the bedroom already. I just hadn’t mentioned who he would enjoy this anal sex with.

I had already been aware that Jake was very sensitive to my hypnosis. He had unwillingly gone into trance while in the audience at my show. But now it became clear just how sensitive he is. He had managed to use my simple suggestion as a lifestyle change somehow. And earlier today, he felt himself get sleepy just by sitting across from me in a restaurant, his mind likely remembering that peaceful trance state and how good it had felt.

Jake

It got to the point where I had to take Jake out of the restaurant. He was fighting off trance for quite some time. In his car, I used the sleep trigger I had implanted three months before and it still worked. Using the GPS in his car, I found out his home address and drove him to his apartment.

A louder snore interrupts my thoughts. Jake’s eyes remain closed, but he pulls himself closer to me, his head now on my chest. To see a big, muscular man like that, it does something to me. I notice my cock growing into an erection. Which brings my thoughts right back to earlier this evening.

After parking, I had to wake Jake up. This was easier said than done. I counted him up to 5, but he struggled to first open his eyes, and then to keep them open. I put him to sleep again, after which his entire body relaxed and his eyes rolled up once more. I thought about what I could do. I had to get Jake to his apartment, and I didn’t know where in the building it was. Nor did I have the key. I had to make sure he wouldn’t collapse somewhere along the way. I gave him the suggestion that upon waking, he would feel energized and excited to show me his apartment. I counted him back up, and thankfully it worked.

He excitedly took my hand and we walked to the elevator. His apartment was on the 14th floor and had amazing views of the city. After giving me a tour, he offered me a drink. We chatted as if he hadn’t just randomly gone into hypnosis. Which, to be fair, he may not have remembered.

Jake

The flirting had started again, and before I knew it, we were making out. Clothes came off. Jake sucked my dick with a passion and drive that got me very close to cumming. I ate out his perfect hole to his loud moans and, eventually, he begged me to fuck him.

My cock slid into his hole perfectly. His meaty muscle ass and his comfortable hole felt incredible when I fucked him doggy style. Jake whimpered and absolutely loved my cock. I switched between slow, sensual fucking and fast and hard. This drove him crazy, culminating in his first – yes, first – orgasm.

Begging me not to stop, we switched to a spooning position. I noticed his eyes rolling up in pleasure constantly, as he moaned and whimpered throughout. I held his cock and it never went down. He did really love getting fucked, much like I had suggested.

When I fucked him missionary, he instantly came when my cock entered him and he looked into my eyes.

"Oh my God…”, he whispered, while his cock suddenly shot handsfree.

He continued looking into my eyes as I fucked him missionary. He seemed transfixed. His eyes locked onto mine. The moans and whimpers went on, but in a calmer way somehow. Like his mind wasn’t fully there.

Jake

The cum on his stomach gradually dried as I continued to fuck him. Now I am sure he was slowly going into trance, but at the time I didn’t realize what was happening.

I first noticed him going cross-eyed for a second, before looking right at me again. Then his eyes rolled up a few times. Every time he locked eyes with me again quickly after. His body got looser and more limp over time with each of my thrusts.

Jake got quieter and quieter when finally his eyes rolled up all the way. He was out. I noticed he came again, to no other bodily reaction of his own. I thought it was so hot to watch, I came inside of him. I laid down next to him. After a while, Jake turned towards me, on his side, and fell into an even deeper sleep.

By now, half an hour since the sex ended, it’s getting dark. My cock begins to go back down. My mind is still in overdrive from everything that happened today. But most of all, I realize, I’m happy. I enjoy Jake’s company and this hypnotic connection feels very intimate, sexy, and unique.

With a smile on my face, I finally feel myself relax.

Jake

When I wake up, it’s light. Jake is no longer in bed. I get up and put my underwear on. I find Jake in the kitchen making coffee. He’s wearing nothing but a jockstrap.

“Hey, good morning!”

He seems really happy to see me.

“Good morning”, I reply.

“Did you sleep all right?”, he asks.

“I did! Thanks.”

“Me too, I feel so rested.”

I chuckle.

“I know, you slept a lot!”

From Jake’s facial expression I can tell he has no idea what I’m talking about.

“I… I have to be honest, I don’t remember much from last night.”

He hands me a mug with coffee.

“Thanks. You don’t?”

“No. I remember being at the restaurant. And then suddenly we were here, talking, and fucking. And then next thing I know, I wake up in the morning.”

“Yeah, I… I think you may have gotten hypnotized again.”

“What?”

“I didn’t intend for it to happen! I promise.”

Jake looked like he didn’t fully believe it.

“All right then…”

“You just started getting really sleepy over dinner.”

“Oh, yeah! I remember that. Like, I wanted to stay longer, but I could feel my eyes wanting to close.”

“Exactly!”

“So, what did you do for that to happen?”

“Nothing!”

Ajay, Jake

Once I fill in some of the gaps for Jake, he seems to believe me that I didn’t plan this out in any way. When he mentions he doesn’t remember the sex ending, I surprise him by telling him he had three orgasms. He only remembered one.

“I think I fucked you for 20 minutes total.”

“That explains why I walk a little funny this morning!”

He looks into my eyes. Immediately I feel the chemistry, but I now also realize what can happen. I explain that this is how it started last night. Jake laughs.

“It does feel good to look into your eyes though.”

“I’m sure it does”, I say.

Jake makes me breakfast, so we don’t have to make as much eye contact. He makes two bowls of granola, blueberries and vegan yoghurt. In the meantime he tells me a story from a few years ago.

“It was a buddy’s birthday. I guess there were 8 of us, all guys. All muscly gym guys. All straight. I identified as straight at the time too.”

As we begin to eat our breakfast on opposite sides of the kitchen bar, Jake tells me how one of his friends had done a hypnosis course and wanted to try it out. He says the next he remembers is waking up naked on the sofa with a woody. One of his friends was sleeping next to him fully clothed.

Jake

“I thought I’d just had too much to drink! Until they showed me the videos. Wait, I think I might still have them somewhere!”

Jake stops eating and goes to look for something on his phone. He slides his phone over to me and then continues eating. I see a well-lit video of a living room filled with fit, sexy young men sitting on a sofa and a few chairs. Indistinctly I can hear a man speaking as the video focuses on the men listening. I shortly spot a younger version of Jake. Still hot, but probably hotter now. He's wearing shorts, a tight T-shirt and a baseball cap.

The video then shows the man who is speaking, trying to hypnotize his audience. I also hear chuckles and guffaws, like nobody is taking it seriously. The video then pans across the men who are listening and suddenly focuses on Jake. Jake’s eyelids are fluttering as he works hard to stay awake.

“Guys! Look at Jake!”

It’s a whisper, but the clearest thing I’ve heard so far. Uttered by the man holding the phone I am sure.

“I’m already out of it here, aren’t I?”

Jake has continued eating, as have I. But he is watching along even though the video is upside down for him.

“Yeah. It’s amazing”, I reply.

Jake, across from me, chuckles. Jake on the video is fighting a losing battle. His head begins to bobble as he tries to keep it upright. His eyes can’t stop rolling up. The men sitting on either side of him have now turned to look at him and seem shocked, one of them covering his mouth.

Jake

Finally, Jake’s body goes completely limp. His head falls on the shoulder next to him. There’s muffled laughter and gasps in the room.

“It really was just you it worked on?”

“Yep. Only me.”

The man holding the phone stands up and walks to Jake, giving me a close-up of his hypnotized face. For me already a familiar sight, but one I haven’t grown tired of.

“Oh my God, he’s really under.”

“Is he serious?”

A voice from out of frame is questioning Jake’s sincerity.

“No man, look!”

The man holding the camera holds up Jake’s wrist and it limply falls into his lap. He then holds up Jake’s head and it drops onto the back of the sofa.

“He’s completely out, man.”

The video ends.

“Wow.”

I slide Jake’s phone back to him.

“I am really impressed with your susceptibility.”

“You’re impressed?”

“Yeah!”

Jake smiles.

“When they showed me these the next morning I thought I was stupid. Or weak-willed.”

“Please don’t think that. It usually means you have an ability to focus, or a vivid imagination. Or both. Often easily hypnotized people are just very open to new experiences. Or it’s people in the armed forces or officers, who can get very serious about following instructions. But never stupid or weak people.”

Jake seems relieved. He looks back down on his phone.

“I wish that was the only video there was, though.”

“What do you mean?”

“The birthday boy was a college swimmer.”

“So?”

Jake slides the phone back to me. A new video now shows the guy who’s the hypnotist. He looks a bit cocky, especially after only 1 in 7 potential subjects were responsive. He is standing in front of a closed door, which he looks back at a few times as he’s speaking.

“So he’s going to come out, convinced everything is normal. Even when we point it out, he will think he is dressed normally.”

The hypnotist cannot hold his laughter, much like many of the other guys in the room.

Jake

Suddenly the door behind him opens and Jake walks into the room confidently, wearing nothing but a speedo. The speedo is clearly too small for him. Jake has an obvious boner. One of his nuts seems to be hanging out. From his very first step into the living room, there’s a roar of laughter from all of the men. Jake seems surprised and looks behind him, as if he’d missed something funny. He seems completely unaware they’re laughing at him.

“I think you look smoking hot”, I say, which isn’t a lie.

Jake chuckles.

“Straight guy humor”, he says.

On the video, Jake picks up an empty bottle from the coffee table. From the gestures I can tell he’s asking if anyone else wants a beer. I can’t tell what’s being said with a lot of muffled laughter near the camera phone. Jake then turns around and wanders to, I assume, the kitchen. The speedo barely covers Jake’s mammoth ass and wedges in between his cheeks more with every step he takes. The laughter is so loud, the sound on the video is painful to hear.

“That was really sexy”, I say as I watch the video end. “Did you feel humiliated though? When you watched this?”

“Yeah, a little. I just knew I didn’t want to be hypnotized again.”

“Yikes. Sorry.”

“Not your fault. I thought I would be fine in the audience. Plus, it’s… It’s different with you.”

Jake

He looks at me with a big smile.

“When I really look deep into your eyes, it’s like you’re… seducing me with relaxation… or something. It’s… a…. a connection.”

Jake’s speech begins to slow down. The light hits his green eyes just perfectly. I am so attracted to him. I put my hand on his cheek and caress his beard.

“Good. Because I like it when we look into each other’s eyes. It’s relaxing for me too.”

The repetitive stroking of his beard only seems to speed up the process. Jake’s eyes gradually cross and his eyelids flutter. I know he’s trying to fight it off, wanting to keep looking into my eyes.

“You… You make me feel good”, Jake mutters as his eyes roll up.

I can tell he just gets more and more responsive each time.

“It’s OK to just let go to this feeling, Jake. Allow me to make you feel good.”

Jake’s head begins to fall forward. I walk around the bar and hold Jake’s head against my chest. I caress his hair as I feel his body go limp completely.

“Good boy, Jake. Good boy.”

THE END…?

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