From: fanchaph@news.delphi.com (FANCHAPHAW@DELPHI.COM)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Hypnosis Story (man/boy, teen)
Date: 21 Oct 1994 20:20:15 -0000
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Summary: A man & teenage boy fiction sex story
Keywords: m/m, fiction

FAN CHA PHAW PRESENTS:
 
FROM THE ARCHIVES:
 
"HYPNOSIS STORY"
 
 
This story is from the archives of Fan Cha Phaw. This story might 
have appeared previously on the net, or in other publications.
 
This is an adult fiction story, which consists of sex and sexual 
scenes between men and boys.
 
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Hypnosis Story
 
 
 
Just relax. Take a deep breath, exhale, feel all the tension leaving 
your body. Breathe from the abdomen. Another deep breath, hold 
it feel the tension, now exhale , notice all the tension washing 
away. Relaxing your shoulders, neck, all your facial muscles. 
Deeper. Just letting go, eyes tired, relaxed, heavy....
 
It was a standard induction for Jimmy. He was a nice looking boy 
whose voice would crack occasionally making me suspect his 
testicles were newly fuzzed. His penis would be thickening from 
the testosterone, (C19 H28 O2), as his gonads worked overtime 
to dump the syrupy crystalline ketone into his circulatory system. 
This wonderful stuff would thicken his smooth shoulders and 
chest into rippling muscles and cause a forest of fur to grow over 
what had been a smooth mound.
 
Jimmy's breathing was deeper and rhythmic... Carefree, 
peaceful, tranquil, floating, every breath lets you relax deeper and 
deeper. Subtle changes in the muscle tone of his facial features 
indicated he was in a light trance, slight jerks of his head 
confirmed he was deepening. The pre-induction test indicated a 
good subject and Jimmy was doing nicely.
 
His eyes were nicely rolled back into his head. "Can you go 
deeper?" Jimmy nodded his head yes and I knew he would be one 
of those wonderful clients that could reach a state of 
somnambulism. "Count backwards from 10 to 1. Count out loud 
Jimmy, slowly, and with number you will go deeper and deeper 
into a pleasant hypnotic trance."
 
As he relaxed himself deeper I studied him closely. His hair was 
very black, shinning from a recent wash, and with the stylish tail 
worn by the in-crowd. His face was soft and the light reflected 
from a line of soft fuzz over his lip. His lips were full, almost 
feminine, and his relaxed mouth exposed a row of pearly whites. 
He had removed his wind breaker when he came in and now the 
muscle shirt fit snugly against a firm torso. His shirt was tucked 
in and as he lay back on the couch, his relaxed abdomen left a 
provocative gap at the top of his Levis. Those damn zippers that 
never work had sprung from the pressure of the bulge showing a 
hint of white underwear. "..2.....1.." Now Jimmy you are very 
deep, stay relaxed and listen to my voice. Other sounds will not 
distract you as you concentrate on what I say.
 
Jimmy was referred by the local children's' home. I volunteered 
my professional services there and had treated a numbered of kids 
for adjustment disorders. Jimmies complaint was dermatological. 
He has skin rashes and a couple of warts. These frequently 
responded well to hypnosis so I has volunteered a treatment. He 
was proving to be a good subject. I use a variety of approaches 
from Gestalt where the client sits to Hypnosis where they lay 
back on a stuffed couch.
 
Jimmy, I am going to place my hand on your arm. You will 
notice my hand is warm and you will tingle and become warm 
where ever I place my hand. The skin will warm and circulation 
will increase bringing nourishing blood to the area. I used this 
technique to treat a number of skin disorders with amazing 
success. I allowed my hand to remain on his arm, giving him time 
to experience the suggested warming. I had placed my hand on all 
he splotches with the appropriate suggestions and wanted to be 
sure I had all the sites. Now Jimmy, if there is any other area you 
want me to touch, take my hand and place it there. Jimmy 
remained completely still but for his right hand which moved over 
to grasp my wrist. With the typical slow movement he began to 
slide my hand down and I felt my finger tips briefly hang on the 
top of his Levis. He deposited my hand just below the v gapping 
in his zipper. My hand was at his crotch and resting on a bulge 
that was very firm, pointed straight up at his navel. It was putting 
pressure against the bottom half of the zipper that I thought might 
blow shrapnel of zipper teeth everywhere.
 
I was momentarily surprised and froze. I felt a pulse at my 
temples and knew that same blood was rushing into erectile tissue 
in my dick causing it to gorge and press to point at my own navel. 
I ran my left hand into my pants and pulled my dick up into a 
much more comfortable position. God, it sure was hot and the 
touch sent little shivers up my back. Meanwhile my eyes had 
never left Jimmies bulge.
 
Jimmy, is this the area you want me to touch? A slow nod of his 
head told me yes and I knew he couldn't possibly want it touched 
worse than I did. Jimmy, you know to help I have to touch your 
skin. You will have to pull your pants down if you want me to 
touch you here. My breath was short and almost stopped when I 
saw his hands slowly move to the button at the top of his pants. 
Both his hands were fumbling with his pants now. I tightened my 
sphincter and could feel a spasm run the length of my dick. I 
couldn't stand it. I had to help. Jimmy, do you want me to help? I 
am going to help you with your pants now. He relaxed his hands 
and I moved them to his side. I slid my left hand into his pants, 
behind the button and grasped the button with my right. A little 
twist and it popped free.
 
Spreading his pants I revealed a pair of white micro briefs. His 
penis was tight enough to burst and most of the head stuck out of 
the top. It was a healthy pink. I could see the hole. The skin fell 
away into a perfect peace symbol. I took the elastic and eased it 
down exposing more and more of his shaft. His balls popped out 
and I hooked the underwear under them. His shaft was at max. It 
stood straight, holding itself above his mound of soft down. A 
tiny drop of nectar appeared at the top. I moved my hand to his 
dick and slid my fingers around it. It was about as big around as a 
Cuban cigar. My hands are large and my fingers would reach 
around and almost touch my palm. I squeezed lightly and felt a 
spasm of hardness. It was hot and hard as only a young cock can 
be.
 
I removed my hand and slid both hands to his hips. Easing both 
thumbs under his underwear and I lifted him slightly, he 
responded by lifting and rotating his pelvis. I slid his Levis and 
underwear over the firm cheeks and down past his balls. He 
settled back on the couch and as I moved my right hand back to 
the joystick, my left eased into the patch of brown fur. It would 
soon thicken and turn black but for now it was soft and fine.
 
His penis was only beginning to show the effects of the 
hormones. It would approach maybe five inches now but its 
thickness would soon double. I knew this sweet tender morsel 
was going to make a huge hunk of horse meat someday. But for 
now It was as delicate and savory as a cocktail wiener. I moved 
my hand to it's base and squeezed slightly. There was about an 
inch of it sticking out the top, some skin from the shaft but mostly 
head. It's base was flared, a strip of skin running to the top. I 
pressed my hand down slightly and the skin pulled the head down 
like a courteous nod. Now I moved back up the shaft and the 
nectar grew as more virgin fluid oozed out, not yet enough to run, 
but shimmering like a fragile drop of dew just before you shake it 
from a leaf. Again spasms ran its length.
 
I knew that in this trance state I was below his normal awareness. 
I had penetrated his unconscious. We were beneath his super ego 
that kept everything goody-goody. We were in the boiling heat of 
pleasure. Id, the primal part of man lusts after pleasure until it 
explodes in a wet orgasm. Jimmy wanted it now, not reason, not 
rational, not logic, just to have something wet and warm surround 
his virgin cock and relieve the pressure his balls were determined 
to unload. My mouth watered but I held back. Some joys are best 
postponed.
 
Instead I increased the stroke on his penis. I knew he had a hair 
trigger and as if reading my mind he stiffened. The muscle tone in 
his arms and neck increased, as he pushed up with his pelvis. He 
instinctively pushed his dick out, his animal instinct knowing it 
should be buried to the hilt in something wet and hot, something 
to suck his essence. He was completely rigid. His whole body 
was as stiff as the rod in my hand. I could feel huge spasms 
surging through his dick. His balls rotated upward and tightened 
with contraction after contraction. One squirt shot to his stomach, 
a second cleared his dick, and a third oozed and ran down the 
shaft. He unleashed his juvenile load with the gusto of a hound 
dog.
 
He relaxed and settled back onto the couch as I milked a few more 
drops of the magic stuff from his dick. I could see his Id smiling 
at me, a secret pack that promised even more to come, you see 
even Jimmy would not remember what he and I had agreed to. 
Jimmy would only know he loved to come to my office and when 
he left he felt terrific. He was happy, I was happy.
 
I looked at Jimmy laying on the couch and knew he had become 
very special to me. I knew I would become a special friend. 
When he needed help or just love He would come to me and I 
would never fail to hold him and get him ready for the world.
 
I used my handkerchief and wiped his stomach. I was gentle with 
his still firm dick as I put it away as one would store a priceless 
jewel. Lifting him up I pulled up his pants and tucked in his shirt. 
I knew the only evidence would be a little spot of wet in his 
underwear where he would ooze his last drops.
 
I routinely gave the commands to awaken. My mind was still in 
his pants as I counted to three and watched his eyelids flutter. We 
talked briefly and I watched for any signs he was not out of 
trance. He smiled shyly and asked if he should come back. I 
smiled for I knew he would come again and many times.
 
As I walked him to the door I put my arm around his waist. When 
he looked up his smile was warm and I could feel I had become 
very special. He held out his and I took it and felt a little squeeze. 
I knew I'd, my new buddy, was letting me know he was as 
happy as I was.
 
Opening the door we walked out and Jimmy moved past me to 
leave. Dropping my voice and in my most professional tone, I 
said "Ms Jones, Please make an appointment for Jimmy for next 
Wednesday, and call the home and tell them I'll continue to see 
Jimmy at no charge. I'm sure there will be something come up he 
can do for me around the office." As the door closed behind 
Jimmy I told her to hold my next appointment a few minutes as 
something was coming up. I closed the door to my office and 
slipped the lock. My little problem would take about ten minutes 
or less. The fresh memory of Jimmy would speed that along 
nicely. I just hoped the next client would not notice the little damp 
spot on the front of my pants.
 
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