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Here's my first story I've written; I've been debating on whether to post it for a couple of weeks. It deals with hypnotism, bondage and an variety of other kinky fetishes. This is only the first part of it so tell me what you think.
John was in his mid twenties when he moved to New York. He had left his small town in middle America to pursue more excitement and opportunities in the big city. But he didn't know just how much excitement he was about to experience.
He had gone to clubs and with mixed outcomes. In a way he liked being around other gay men there but a lot of them seemed to be looking for one thing and he wasn't quite experienced as he'd like to be in that department yet, after all he had only come out to his parent's last year. He ventured to clubs and bars once in a while to try to seek out some like minded guys but a lot of the guys seemed to want to want one thing only. John was looking for a bit more than that and was getting lonely in the big city.
One night when he decided to go to one of New York's hottest clubs he noticed a DJ who was incredibly good looking. He was bouncing to the beat of the music and the fact that he was shirtless. Gogo boys danced on the stage up front. He got in hard quickly upon viewing the scene.
“Hey there banana pants.” A cute guy said to him as he approached him, He was obviously tipsy. John declined his proposition.
He left the club frustrated. Yet as he walked down the sidewalk toward the subway he thought of that hot DJ with his big headphones on. That was the kind of guy he wanted.
A week later John was browsing through the classifieds in search of a job, he had been unemployed for a few months after moving to New York and was becoming desperate. He noticed a backpage ad as he was about to flip the newspaper shut.
“Models wanted for adult shoots. Audition in person. Make four or five figures a month.”
He had always been told he should be a model by his friends in college but he always brushed it off. He wrestled with idea of doing adult work. What if it came back to bit him when he would seek a real job? What would his parents think?
Then he thought, “you're an adult and you need the money. Just go and check it out. You can always decline if they want you to do something you're not comfortable with.” They probably wouldn't pick him anyway as those places are looking for guys who are beyond perfect.
He waited one more day and then headed off to the address listed in the ad. He was nervous the entire way there.
The building was located in an industrial part of the city, the surrounding area was pretty desolate. “Is this the right building?” He asked himself when he double checked the address on the ad he brought with him.
It was correct, this was indeed the place where the ad said to audition- a large warehouse that looked like is was abandoned. Or at least not in use today. He rang the buzzer as he put the folded up piece of paper in his back pocket.
He waited a few seconds and then the door flew open.
Four guys clad in ski masks- or some kind of hooded gear that looked like a ski mask with no eye holes. Sprang out and grabbed his. Startling the crap out of him initially. Before he knew it he has being lifted in the air and carried down a long hallway by them.
“What the heck is going on!” He thought at first confused then angry thinking that he had fallen prey to a burglary trap.
Then they removed his clothes, still carrying him down the hallway. He struggled refusing to be humiliated or raped or whatever theses guys were going to do with him. They easily tugged off his bag with his laptop on it.
He got angry now that his bag containing his laptop and his headphones had fallen into the hands of these guys. He should have left both at home but he always brought his laptop with him and his headphones always went on every time he got on the subway to drown out the noise of annoying passengers with the sound of his electronic house dance music. He had become a fan of house music with a thumping beat after visiting the clubs and determining that it wasn't that bad. He was about to learn it wasn't only not bad but orgasm inducing also.
They tugged off his, shoes, pants after the undid his belt, then his t-shirt went off. It had happened so fast too, in a matter of minutes if not less. A trail of clothes led to a doorway to a room, the only article of clothing they left was his underwear.
They brought him into a into a big room with twirling colored spotlights lights and lasers lights. It had loud thumping drums trance music being piped in over the speakers and resembled a night club. Two chiseled in sexy black latex body suits led him by the arms towards a chair in the middle of the darkened room as his feet dragged across the floor.
It was a very sexy futuristic looking chair with an ergonomic design. His feet lifted off of the ground as the carried him toward it, he stumbled a bit wondering “Is this the adult audition? What they were going to do with me?” He thought but seeing as they were scantly clad and dressed in skimpy in latex he had some idea.
He stopped struggling a bit concluding that they most likely weren't going to rob or hurt him but his adrenaline was still pumping. Also pumping was his blood to his penis at the sight of the sexy men in the glistening form fitting latex body suits. His cock began to get hard with a thought that they must have some sexy audition in store for him. He had no idea it would be so sexy it would fuse his x-rated fantasies and reality together.
He gave one final tug with his shoulder trying in vain to get away from their grip as the back of his mind was still in “flight” mode. They lifted him onto the chair and set him in position. One of the two guys took off his shirt as another held his legs down. He felt his underwear slipped off and tossed to the side. The feeling of their latex gloves against his skin felt good. Now his cock was really getting hard.
His cock eventually stood straight up like a flag pole as blue latex straps went around his torso and chest as glossy black tape went over his mouth, it was wound around twice for good measure. The straps were stretchy but strong and held him in place. He wasn't sure how many straps there were but he guessed 10 or 15. John was 100% certain by now this was the audition and he was in a porn studio- a very kinky porn studio.
The material of the chair felt good on his bare skin, it was almost a nylon, rubbery material. He had a full erection by now and his penis head poked out of his underwear. The sexy guys tying him down were enough to give any gay guy a hard on as they were beyond good looking- their bodies were perfect. “They must be porn stars.” John thought.
He also noticed they were wearing black headphones as part of their uniform. Were they listening to music? Being fed instructions by someone? During this thought one the guys felt erect penis, running his hand up and down it. John moaned into the tape, enjoying the audition very much. He stopped after a few strokes. More straps around his legs and ankles. Separately and together which really secured him in place.
The other guy attached an electrodes to his balls and plugged it into the chair. As they undressed him they stroked his body gently and rubbing his nipples. He couldn't help but moan softly with pleasure. Headphones were placed over his ears and another latex strap went around his forehead. His legs and body were strapped down and his two arms were also individually strapped in rendering him totally immobile. His cock was throbbing now he was so horny as this was one of his sexual fantasies.
He was either very lucky or they knew more about him than he knew, but he didn't even know who these guys were. how could they know something so personal about him? They plugged the headphones into the chair. A visor came down around his eyes and they positioned it into place.
Who were these guys? He needed to get their names and phone numbers. He thought.
Once plugged into the chair the visor displaced a message that read "Mind Control Ready: Subject 1" Electrodes were attached to his nipples.
"Loading…" It read. Soon gay porn appeared on his visor- his personal collection of gay porn from his folder he had hidden away on his computer. How and where did they get that from?? Slightly embarrassed but more aroused than anything. The electrodes on his nipples began vibrating gently. He settled into the chair as trance electro club music faded into his headphones. He was about to have some of the best sexual experiences he's ever had in his life and he kind of knew it too.
John was in his mid twenties when he moved to New York. He had left his small town in middle America to pursue more excitement and opportunities in the big city. But he didn't know just how much excitement he was about to experience.
He had gone to clubs and with mixed outcomes. In a way he liked being around other gay men there but a lot of them seemed to be looking for one thing and he wasn't quite experienced as he'd like to be in that department yet, after all he had only come out to his parent's last year. He ventured to clubs and bars once in a while to try to seek out some like minded guys but a lot of the guys seemed to want to want one thing only. John was looking for a bit more than that and was getting lonely in the big city.
One night when he decided to go to one of New York's hottest clubs he noticed a DJ who was incredibly good looking. He was bouncing to the beat of the music and the fact that he was shirtless. Gogo boys danced on the stage up front. He got in hard quickly upon viewing the scene.
“Hey there banana pants.” A cute guy said to him as he approached him, He was obviously tipsy. John declined his proposition.
He left the club frustrated. Yet as he walked down the sidewalk toward the subway he thought of that hot DJ with his big headphones on. That was the kind of guy he wanted.
A week later John was browsing through the classifieds in search of a job, he had been unemployed for a few months after moving to New York and was becoming desperate. He noticed a backpage ad as he was about to flip the newspaper shut.
“Models wanted for adult shoots. Audition in person. Make four or five figures a month.”
He had always been told he should be a model by his friends in college but he always brushed it off. He wrestled with idea of doing adult work. What if it came back to bit him when he would seek a real job? What would his parents think?
Then he thought, “you're an adult and you need the money. Just go and check it out. You can always decline if they want you to do something you're not comfortable with.” They probably wouldn't pick him anyway as those places are looking for guys who are beyond perfect.
He waited one more day and then headed off to the address listed in the ad. He was nervous the entire way there.
The building was located in an industrial part of the city, the surrounding area was pretty desolate. “Is this the right building?” He asked himself when he double checked the address on the ad he brought with him.
It was correct, this was indeed the place where the ad said to audition- a large warehouse that looked like is was abandoned. Or at least not in use today. He rang the buzzer as he put the folded up piece of paper in his back pocket.
He waited a few seconds and then the door flew open.
Four guys clad in ski masks- or some kind of hooded gear that looked like a ski mask with no eye holes. Sprang out and grabbed his. Startling the crap out of him initially. Before he knew it he has being lifted in the air and carried down a long hallway by them.
“What the heck is going on!” He thought at first confused then angry thinking that he had fallen prey to a burglary trap.
Then they removed his clothes, still carrying him down the hallway. He struggled refusing to be humiliated or raped or whatever theses guys were going to do with him. They easily tugged off his bag with his laptop on it.
He got angry now that his bag containing his laptop and his headphones had fallen into the hands of these guys. He should have left both at home but he always brought his laptop with him and his headphones always went on every time he got on the subway to drown out the noise of annoying passengers with the sound of his electronic house dance music. He had become a fan of house music with a thumping beat after visiting the clubs and determining that it wasn't that bad. He was about to learn it wasn't only not bad but orgasm inducing also.
They tugged off his, shoes, pants after the undid his belt, then his t-shirt went off. It had happened so fast too, in a matter of minutes if not less. A trail of clothes led to a doorway to a room, the only article of clothing they left was his underwear.
They brought him into a into a big room with twirling colored spotlights lights and lasers lights. It had loud thumping drums trance music being piped in over the speakers and resembled a night club. Two chiseled in sexy black latex body suits led him by the arms towards a chair in the middle of the darkened room as his feet dragged across the floor.
It was a very sexy futuristic looking chair with an ergonomic design. His feet lifted off of the ground as the carried him toward it, he stumbled a bit wondering “Is this the adult audition? What they were going to do with me?” He thought but seeing as they were scantly clad and dressed in skimpy in latex he had some idea.
He stopped struggling a bit concluding that they most likely weren't going to rob or hurt him but his adrenaline was still pumping. Also pumping was his blood to his penis at the sight of the sexy men in the glistening form fitting latex body suits. His cock began to get hard with a thought that they must have some sexy audition in store for him. He had no idea it would be so sexy it would fuse his x-rated fantasies and reality together.
He gave one final tug with his shoulder trying in vain to get away from their grip as the back of his mind was still in “flight” mode. They lifted him onto the chair and set him in position. One of the two guys took off his shirt as another held his legs down. He felt his underwear slipped off and tossed to the side. The feeling of their latex gloves against his skin felt good. Now his cock was really getting hard.
His cock eventually stood straight up like a flag pole as blue latex straps went around his torso and chest as glossy black tape went over his mouth, it was wound around twice for good measure. The straps were stretchy but strong and held him in place. He wasn't sure how many straps there were but he guessed 10 or 15. John was 100% certain by now this was the audition and he was in a porn studio- a very kinky porn studio.
The material of the chair felt good on his bare skin, it was almost a nylon, rubbery material. He had a full erection by now and his penis head poked out of his underwear. The sexy guys tying him down were enough to give any gay guy a hard on as they were beyond good looking- their bodies were perfect. “They must be porn stars.” John thought.
He also noticed they were wearing black headphones as part of their uniform. Were they listening to music? Being fed instructions by someone? During this thought one the guys felt erect penis, running his hand up and down it. John moaned into the tape, enjoying the audition very much. He stopped after a few strokes. More straps around his legs and ankles. Separately and together which really secured him in place.
The other guy attached an electrodes to his balls and plugged it into the chair. As they undressed him they stroked his body gently and rubbing his nipples. He couldn't help but moan softly with pleasure. Headphones were placed over his ears and another latex strap went around his forehead. His legs and body were strapped down and his two arms were also individually strapped in rendering him totally immobile. His cock was throbbing now he was so horny as this was one of his sexual fantasies.
He was either very lucky or they knew more about him than he knew, but he didn't even know who these guys were. how could they know something so personal about him? They plugged the headphones into the chair. A visor came down around his eyes and they positioned it into place.
Who were these guys? He needed to get their names and phone numbers. He thought.
Once plugged into the chair the visor displaced a message that read "Mind Control Ready: Subject 1" Electrodes were attached to his nipples.
"Loading…" It read. Soon gay porn appeared on his visor- his personal collection of gay porn from his folder he had hidden away on his computer. How and where did they get that from?? Slightly embarrassed but more aroused than anything. The electrodes on his nipples began vibrating gently. He settled into the chair as trance electro club music faded into his headphones. He was about to have some of the best sexual experiences he's ever had in his life and he kind of knew it too.
