Gay Bondage Fiction | Be Mine – Part 1

A straight lonely college student's life begins to change after he receives a collection of hypnosis tapes from a stranger in this new series from Bryan Smith.
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“Be Mine” A Valentine’s Recording that took an Unexpected Twist - Part 1
by Bryan Smith
Series: Be Mine

Here I was, 21, in college, and dateless for Valentine’s Day. I had never really enjoyed the day as I always thought it was a gimmick for us men to spend money, but everyone in college around me seemed to have a date except me. The problem wasn’t me; at least I don’t think it was. See, I have always been that male model type. I’m from California and have what most people would call, “the surfer dude look,” and sure, I met the memo. I was 6 foot tall, blue eyes, blond, shaggy hair, weighed 150lbs, and yes, I loved to surf. . . So, were the ladies crawling over me? Of course, but my problem wasn’t having girls crawl over me, it was keeping them. I am extremely shy and underestimate my game, which is why, this year, I was determined to have a Valentine’s date and would go to any length to improve my confidence.

2 weeks ago, I went to a bar on a Sunday night because I just needed a drink. I sat at the bar and ordered a whiskey on the rocks. I was watching football and minding my own business when a gentlemen who was in his mid 30s or so sat down next to me and asked, “What’s a young chap like you doing here on a Sunday night alone?” I really didn’t want to entertain conversation, but I just said I needed a break. He introduced himself, “I’m Mark. And look man, I’m not trying to bother you, I had a day myself and was just grabbing a drink. We don’t have to chat.”

Well now I felt bad and I introduced myself. “I’m sorry. I’m Ben. It’s been a week.” I explained that my fraternity had a Valentine’s date party coming up and I’m the only one without a date and I was just bummed. Dates are due by Saturday, so I had to find a girl in 6 days, a week before Valentines.

“Really? That surprises me. I hope you don’t take offense, but I feel like girls must be climbing all over you. I mean you are in my eyes a college girl’s dream, and guys too haha.”

I said, “No, no offense taken. I just don’t have any game sometimes. Like I get super nervous.”

Mark told me that he understood but said he may be able to help. “See man, I’m a psychologist and a hypnotherapist. I have worked with guys like you and can give you some tapes. Ben all you do is listen to them and they help boost your confidence and I promise, you will walk away with game and can have any girl you dream of.”

“I don’t know man. I really don’t believe in hypnosis. I don’t like the idea of subliminal messages or anything.”

Mark explained that I had nothing to lose. “I mean, it’s not going t cost you a thing. I’m just offering to help and I have the tapes in my car. I’ll grab them. If you want to listen, go ahead, or if you want to be dateless, suit yourself.” Mark grabbed the tapes and gave them to me. We chatted for awhile and then he called it a night. He left and just said, If you want that date, listen to the tapes in order 1-3 and only 1 each night.”

Night 1:

I went home which was at the frat house and got ready for bed. I was a little buzzed as Mark bought me a couple drinks, for which I wasn’t complaining. As I laid down, I contemplated the tapes. I decided to just give it a shot. I mean, what did I have to lose? As I laid down, I put tape one in went to sleep. The tape was nothing special. There was soothing music and then a voice that whispered about confidence and believing in yourself and giving into your desire for companionship. I had said this all to myself in my head but I just listened and eventually nodded off. The tape was set to replay throughout the night. When I woke up the next day, I didn’t really feel different. I went about my daily routine. I got up and wrapped my waist with a towel. I walked down the hallway to the shower and one of my buddies just said, “Ben what changed?” I just replied huh and continued on my way. He repeated himself and asked, “What changed? You never walk around shirtless.” I honestly had no answer. Maybe the tape did work. Was I growing more confident? Perhaps.

As I jumped in the shower, I began shaving and then had this urge to gaze at my cock. I looked down at it and don’t know what came over me but I decided to shave my pubes. As I did so, I immediately got hard. I liked the way it looked. I looked big, and I mean, I was. Erect, I sit at about 7-8 inches and I never complained, but now I looked BIG. When I finished, I was so turned on and I just couldn’t help myself. I thought about what to do for a moment but I just couldn’t fight the urge to jerk off. After all, I couldn’t walk back with a hardon and risk being caught.

I began jerking off in the shower and found my mind thinking about some girls I found super attractive and then all of a sudden I had an image of Mark in my head. I was taken back for a second but couldn’t get him out of my mind. I could hear him saying, “Cum for me boy, cum.” I was confused; yet after I got him out of my mind, I realized I had shot all over the shower. “What the fuck was that about?” I thought.

I shook it off and went about my day. I found myself walking with my head taller and looking everyone, girl or guy in the eye. I was actually feeling good about myself and felt like a new man. Perhaps these tapes were working. It was in class that I sat next to this girl named Jessica who was hot as hell. We flirted on occasion but I never had the balls to ask her to a dance or a party. After the way I had been feeling today, I thought about it, but then Mark got in my head again, “Don’t ask anyone out until you finish tape 3. It’s too soon.” I questioned that, but thought, “I feel good now so let’s not rush it.”

That evening, I went back to the frat house and grabbed my clothes to go to the gym. When I got inside, I changed into a tank top and some running shorts. I did my typical routine, cardio and then lifted some, but today I did more. I decided to bench and was surprised at my confidence to lift despite the jocks being around. You see, usually, I hated lifting and felt judged by all the macho guys but not today. Today was a new day and I was ready to be amongst the hottest and most muscled guys around. As I finished, I went inside and began to change when I could smell myself and knew I should just shower then. I walked through the locker room naked to the showers and received quite a few looks. A few of the guys were laughing and called me a fag but I just brushed it off. I realized they were laughing at my hairless cock but I just took it as they were jealous. Nothing bothered me anymore.

I finished showering, got dressed, and headed back to the frat house to end my night studying. As I got back, I went to my room and pulled out the books. I began studying but just could not concentrate. I was so horny and just couldn’t understand it. Perhaps I was just so sexually frustrated and I will admit, I hadn’t been laid in weeks. I decided to look at porn and went to my typical sites with girls with huge boobs and begging to be fucked. All of a sudden, I saw an add for a Russian roulette chat. I was drawn to try it and realized that it was a chat room where you jack to almost anybody and everybody. I opened it up and hit, “allow” for my webcam to access my computer. I was feeling so hot right now and had never felt harder. I entered and don’t know if I didn’t hit the right gender, but all that flashed on the screen were other dudes jerking. At first, I covered up, but then one guy wrote, “Don’t be shy.” I don’t know what came over me, but I listened and just jerked. I must have seen 5-6 guys as they switched until I finally came on camera. When I came, I felt like I lost consciousness for 2 minutes. “Whoa that was hot!” wrote the last guy on camera who came at the same time. Both of us had jizz all over our chest and he even hit his face. I quickly shut my computer and took a deep breath. “Why, how, what?” I was confused. I wasn’t gay. “How did that happen?” I must have been so hard and horny that I didn’t care to delay orgasm. “Whatever” I thought. I still felt great about myself and perhaps I needed some validation from a webcam and if it was a guy and he was turned on, I guess it was me that turned him on… At least that’s what I told myself.

I cleaned myself up and finished my homework. I climbed into bed and looked at the tapes. I had a weird day but also felt great. Clearly the tapes were working. Did I need tape 2 or could I get Jessica now? I remembered what I heard in class from Mark, “Don’t ask until you finish all 3 tapes.” I decided that I came this far so why not… On to tape 2...

1 Comment

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   scotts60143 - March 13, 2015, 9:57 am

   Great start! Can’t wait to read the next chapter!!