[Starring David Beckham]
The jeweller couldn't believe his luck when he saw his latest customer walk into the store. His jewellery business was just a hobby really, he was wealthy enough to not need to work for the rest of his life. However, this little shop in a quiet backstreet in Manchester provided him with the opportunity to indulge his real hobby.
He was a hypnotist and enjoyed hypnotising some of the horny straight guys that visited his store to buy gifts for their girlfriends. When a likely prospect came in the store he would use a pendant to hypnotise them before getting them to indulge in various gay sex acts with him. Usually he restricted himself to getting them to give him a blow job or if they were horny enough, he might suck them. On a few rare occasions he'd fuck one of them. At the end of the session he always made them forget everything that had happened and would send them on their way none the wiser. This morning's customer was a dream come true. As the customer started to look around the displays, the jeweller flicked a switch under the counter, which effectively locked the shop door and uncovered a sign stating that the shop was temporarily closed.
"Good morning, Mr Beckham. Is there anything in particular that you are looking for?" he asked.
"Hi there," replied David Beckham "my wife Victoria is due back from a visit to America and I was wanting to buy her a little gift to welcome her home."
"Perhaps a nice pendant?" suggested the jeweller.
"That sounds like a good idea." said David.
"I have a rather special one, that's not on display as it's a little more expensive that most of my stock. However, maybe price is not too big an issue with a man like yourself." said the jeweller. He went behind the counter and brought out a beautiful pendant, it was a heart shaped setting on a gold chain with a cut diamond suspended within the heart.
"This is rather special." said the jeweller "If you look very closely into the diamond you'll notice that it has a flaw, but the flaw creates the outline of a heart within the diamond."
David Beckham walked over and looked at the pendant. "I can't really see anything in the diamond," he said "although I do like the pendant."
"You have to look very closely to see it the first time." said the jeweller as he made the pendant spin on its chain. "Really stare at the centre of the diamond and I'm sure that you'll be able to see it."
David Beckham fell into the jeweller's trap without even realising it. He concentrated on the centre of the spinning diamond and found himself listening to the jeweller mumering in his ear about the need to relax and feel himself falling into the centre of the diamond.
The jeweller quickly had the footballer in a deep trance and so started giving him instructions. "Whenever you hear me say diamond heart pendant you'll return to the trance you are in now and await further instructions from me. When I count to 10, you will wake up, but be completely unaware that you've been in a trance. You will carry on looking at the various jewellery on sale but find yourself getting very turned on. You'll feel embarrassed about it, particularly if anyone draws attention to it."
The jeweller counted to 10 and the footballer awoke from his trance and started looking at the rings in one of the display counters. After a few moments, the jeweller noticed that the footballer was getting a little red in the face. He turned his body away from the jeweller but not before the jeweller had noticed that the crotch of the footballer's trousers were clearly showing a thickening cock.
David Beckham could not understand why his cock had suddenly got so hard in his jeans. He only hoped that the jeweller had not noticed it. He noticed that the jeweller's attention appeared to be momentarily distracted and so he took the opportunity to give his cock a squeeze in his jeans and to try and rearrange his cock to make it more comfortable. To his horror, however, the jeweller looked up as he did it and he felt his cock leak a huge amount of precum, which he felt sure would quickly show through his jeans and he wasn't wearing any underwear today.
The jeweller smiled at the footballer's obvious embarrassment as he said "Obviously, you are missing your wife a lot more than you imagine. Looks like she's in for a good time when she gets home, if you can wait for that long that is."
The footballer went beet red in the face and tried to laugh it off, but suceeded in only drawing further attention to his obviously excited state. The jeweller, wanting to assess the footballer's attitude without further hypnotic suggestion said "If you're desperate for some help with that problem of yours, I'd be happy to help."
David was confused but nevertheless couldn't stop himself from squeezing his cock in anticipation "What do you mean, exactly?"
"Well, if you want I'd be happy to suck you off." said the jeweller.
David's face momentarily clouded with anger but he controlled himself and said "Look, I know I'm a bit of a gay icon, but I'm straight and I'm also completely faithful to my wife. So, although I'm horny I'll make do with my own hand when I get back home."
"I understand," said the jeweller "let's get back to the gift for your wife. How about this Diamond Heart Pendant."
The footballer's stopped dead in his tracks and his face relaxed as he fell back into his trance.
The jeweller started with a new set of instructions "When you wake up from this trance, you will find yourself feeling even more horny. You'll start to regret having turned down my offer of assistance. You'll find it impossible to stop squeezing your crotch, although you will continue to be terribly embarrassed about doing so in front of another guy."
The jeweller brought the footballer back out of his trance. He immediately dropped his hand to his crotch to squeeze his cock and then suddenly realised what he was doing and turned his body away from the jeweller. The precum stain on his jeans was getting bigger.
"Are you OK?" said the jeweller.
"Yes, I'm fine." stammered the footballer still groping himself frantically. "Shit, this is no good" he hissed and to the jeweller's amazement he ripped open the fly of his jeans and hauled out his 8.5 inch uncut cock and which he immediately started to wank.
"I've changed my mind about that help" he said, grabbing the jeweller round the neck and pulling his head down towards his dripping cock. "I'd love you to suck me off".
The jeweller needed no further encouragement and wrapped his lips around the head of David Beckham's cock lapping up the precum before taking the entire shaft into his throat. He started bobbing up and down on the cock running his tongue across the head and shaft and squeezing his throat muscles down onto the shaft whilst it was buried deep in his mouth.
To David Beckham, in his hypnosis induced state of horniness, this blow job felt like the best thing in the world. No-one, not even his lovely wife, Victoria, had ever come close to giving him such a satisfying blow job. He knew that it wouldn't be long before he came and filled the jeweller's mouth with his spunk.
However, although the jeweller felt like he'd died and gone to heaven sucking on the cock of this world famous footballer, the wet dream fantasy of most gay men in the UK., he had other plans and as he realised that the footballer was building towards orgasm, he pulled his mouth off the cock.
David Beckham's cock continued to thrust widely in the cool air of the room for a few seconds before the footballer realised that the jeweller had stopped sucking him. He groaned in frustration and opened his eyes. "Hey, I was really close, you've got to finish the job." he cried.
"No problem," said the jeweller "I want you're cum down my throat, but I think a little return of the favour is in order. How about you suck me for a while before I finish you off."
"No fucking way" screamed the footballer "I've already told you that I'm not a faggot. Using an available mouth to get off is one thing, but the thought of taking another guy's cock into my mouth is disgusting. I'd rather finish myself off by hand, I'm close enough anyway."
With that he started to wank his cock rapidly. The jeweller looked at him and waited until he could see that he was on the verge of cumming before saying "Diamond Heart Pendant". The effect was immediate, the footballer fell back into his trance and stopped wanking his cock, which continued to pulse and throb in the air. So much so that the jeweller thought he'd been too late and that the footballer had already taken himself past the point of no return. A thick glob of precum oozed out of the footballer' cock, but he didn't cum.
The jeweller started to give new instructions. "No matter how much you wank your cock with your hand you will not be able to cum. You will still find the idea of sucking a guy's cock disgusting, but you'll also be desparate to get off and you'll know that you will only be able to cum if my mouth is round your cock."
When the footballer came round from the latest trance, he had no recollection of the interruption to his wanking routine and he continued to wank himself expecting to cum any second. The jeweller watched with interest the change on his face from anticipation of release to abject frustration over the next couple of minutes when his hand failed to bring him to orgasm.
"Oh fuck, man" he implored the jeweller "you've got to suck me off. I need that extra sensation to make me cum."
"I've already told you that I would love to suck you off, but you've got to return the favour and suck me a little first. I give you a promise that I won't actually cum in your mouth, but if you want me to drink your spunk you've gotta give a little head first."
"Oh god," groaned the footballer "I really don't want to do this. This is fucking crazy, I should be able to wank myself off really easily given how horny I am." The footballer continued to wank his cock and mutter to himself as he seemed to be involved in an internal debate with himself. He moved hesitantly towards the jeweller, who fished out his own rock hard and dripping cock from his trousers in anticipation. The jeweller grinned to himself as he watched David Beckham drop to his knees and hesitantly wrap his hands around his cock.
"Go on, David" he encouraged "Just wrap your lips around the head. It's easy and I'm sure that you'll love it."
"There is no way that I'm going to love it." snarled the footballer "But for some reason I know that I need you to suck me in order to get off."
He head moved closer towards the jeweller's cock and opened his mouth. The jeweller decided to force the issue and lunged his hips forward and his cock plunged into the footballer's mouth. The footballer jumped back in surprise, but resigned now to sucking a guy's cock he quickly leant forward again and wrapped his lips around the head of the jeweller's cock.
The jeweller gave the footballer a chance to get used to the idea of having a man's cock in his mouth before placing his hand on the back of his head and pulling him further onto his cock. He started to slide his cock in and out of the footballer's mouth. The footballer had a look of disgust on his face but didn't resist the continued invasion of the jeweller's cock.
After a few minutes the jeweller decided to move onto the next stage and rammed his shaft into the footballer's throat trying to force him into deep throating his cock. The footballer gagged violently but the jeweller groaned in satisfaction as his cock finally buried itself completely in the footballer's throat. He held the footballer firmly in place with until he felt him start to struggle as he ran out of breath. The jeweller held on slightly longer as he enjoyed the sensation's that the footballer's struggle caused on his cock. Then he withdrew his cock completely from the footballer's mouth as his cock spewed forth his cum, which splattered across David Beckham's face and even landed on his tongue as the footballer was too shocked to react by closing his mouth.
When he finally realised what had happened the footballer gagged again and tried spitting out the cum from his mouth as he frantically wiped the cum from his face. "Shit man, you promised not to cum in my mouth." he cried.
"I kept my promise," said the jeweller "my cock wasn't in your mouth when I came. It is not my fault that you kept your mouth open. I expect that you secretly wanted to taste my cum."
"No fucking way." said the footballer "That was completely gross. Now its my turn, you've gotta finish me off." He stood up and tried to push the jeweller down onto his cock, which despite his protestations had remained rock hard throughout the whole time he was sucking cock.
"Don't worry." said the jeweller "I keep my promises." He dropped back to his knees and took the footballer's cock back into his mouth. He started deep throating the cock with relish, squeezing his throat muscles around the shaft and running his tongue across the head. He eagerly sucked the footballer's copious precum down his throat. He sensed that the footballer's climax was close. He felt the footballer's hand on the back of his head and heard him cry "I'm cumming!" as his mouth filled with cum. The cock in his mouth spurted out cum at least six times. He continued to suck on the now sensitised cock head as it oozed the last of the footballer's cum. David Beckham came down from the incredible high of his climax and started to squirm as the continued sensations on his cock. He tried to pull his cock out of the jeweller's mouth but the jeweller held firm as he continued his torture of the footballer's cock.
The jeweller stood up and said "Diamond Heart Pendant." The footballer fell back into his trance and stood awaiting his instructions. The jeweller had fully intended to make the footballer forget the whole incident and send him on his way as he'd always done in the past with his hypnotic conquests. However, now he found himself changing his mind and started to give the footballer instructions. Firstly he got the footballer to get dressed again and told him that he would forget the session that had just occurred. He then told the footballer that in the future he would always get a hard on in the changing room after a match or a training session. He would always be very embarrassed by his predicament, but would not be able to do anything to stop it happening. Hiding in a toilet and wanking off would make him cum but he would still be hard afterwards. The erection would last until he was fully dressed and left the changing rooms. The final instruction was that if whilst he was hard in the changing room any man made a suggestion of sex, the footballer would go along with it and do what ever he was asked to do. Whilst he was doing it he would be aware of what was going on and he would retain he true feelings about the acts he was involved in. After it was over, he would remember what had happened but he would not be able to tell anyone else about it. The only exception to this was that he was to telephone the jeweller and give him a full account of what happened.
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