Hypnosissy 07: Glory Hole with Nerds

Summary: Brian secretly sucks 8 nerds' cocks at gloryhole.

WARNING: PLEASE READ:

-This is a hypnosis story with potentially influential subliminal messages within it.

-The story also describes hypnosis video scenes.

-So if you begin behaving differently after reading this story and all your friends start pointing fingers, don't come crying to me: you've been warned.

Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea and the intriguing revelation that hypno sissy videos exist in the first place.

Note 2: Of course all participants are at least 18 years old.

Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing.

Note 4: This seventh story will make more sense if you've read the first six. But in case you don't have time, or you've read them a while ago and need a refresher:

HypnoSissy 1: Becoming a Cocksucker

A cocky 18-year-old high school senior, Brian, tries to seduce a pretty college girl, Rose, but instead is seduced by her. Rose, after allowing him to go down on her a couple of times, gives him a USB with a dozen videos that she assigns him to watch (unknown to him they are hypno-sissy videos) and gradually he begins to get curious about sucking cock and eating cum. After watching all 12, Brian is summoned to Rose's college dorm and before the night is done, he sucks his first cock and swallows his first load of cum.

HypnoSissy 2: Becoming a Cum Slut

Brian, having had his first cock, is given by the beautiful, mysterious Rose a second set of videos to watch. Watching the second set, his hunger for cock builds, until he meets a stranger at lunchtime in a van, and then is taken to a gloryhole by Rose, where he gets to suck on five very different cocks.

HypnoSissy 3: Big Nerd's Cock

Brian spends the day after the gloryhole visit desperately trying to avoid the nerd he'd sucked there. Of course by now his hunger for cock and cum control his very being, and in the end he succumbs to the nerd, one he'd bullied for years. After sucking and swallowing the cum from this nerd's big cock he learns a shocking secret... he's Rose's brother! The chapter ends with Brian receiving a new USB from Rose.

HypnoSissy 4: Cum Cravings

Brian watches four more training videos, each reinforcing the proposition that he's a cock sucker and his natural purpose is to serve. After four days, Rose picks him up to take him to a special sex party, where he serves six men and is given a circle jerk baptism (sprinkling, not immersion) before serving another man. After watching a few wild sex acts, he sucks one more cock for the road; he then accepts a business card from a mysterious stranger who orders him to text him tomorrow. The chapter ends with Rose fucking him in the car, and deciding he's ready for the next step in his training.

HypnoSissy 5: Ecclesiastical Sucking

Brian goes to meet the mysterious stranger, who is a Minister in a very unorthodox church. Brian's job interview is to suck two cocks, which he aces easily. He then is trained in the art of cock sucking by the church's GILF secretary before he gets to fuck and come in her ass. The chapter ends with Rose inviting him over for some new videos.

HypnoSissy 6: Educated to be Pegged

Brian watches more hypno sissy videos, including some with shemales, and focusing on anal sex... with the climactic conclusion being his getting pegged by Rose.

And now the next part of his training begins in HypnoSissy Ch. 07: Glory Hole with Nerds

I lay awake in Rose's bed... a good forty-five minutes after being ass fucked by a strap-on... hers... for the first time.

I couldn't sleep.

While forty-five minutes ago I was floating in the afterglow of an orgasm, following the intimate giving of my ass, plus the wonderful likelihood she was falling for me as well... I was completely in love with her... but now my thoughts were spinning with guilt, confusion, and existential questions about my manhood... while she was nestled into me in sweet slumber.

In just a couple of weeks I'd gone from the stud of the school, having fucked almost all the cheerleaders, in addition to the glee club President, three nerds from the debate club, a teacher, and even a friend's mom, plus a couple dozen other hotties, to becoming a cock sucker who'd already in that short time sucked over a dozen cocks, perhaps even two dozen, and had now been pegged just over an hour ago.

Whenever I was in communication with Rose, I had no will power; I had no balls. I'd become a complete pussy for her... and after tonight, that was even literally true.

I looked over at the... my?... sleeping redhaired beauty... she was an actual goddess!

And as I've already mentioned, I was in love with her, and I'd declared on a plethora of occasions I'd do anything for her, and had so far proven that in spades, yet now that I was no longer horny, my cock and my lust no longer controlling my actions, I couldn't help but wonder what the future might hold for me... bright and filled with sexual adventuring, or the dead end of becoming a social pariah?

I'd pondered as she'd drifted off to sleep in my arms, whether I could have it all, but now that I was thinking with the head on my shoulders instead of the one between my legs, I wasn't certain what that might even mean, what it might entail.

Rose had convinced me since the beginning of this surreal training she'd been orchestrating for me that I wasn't losing my masculinity while I explored my feminine side, but was becoming a better man... and whenever I was with her, and whenever she said it, it made perfect sense... yet as I pondered her words now, lying here sleepless, I was realizing how out of control my life had become.

At school there were a nerd, two teachers and a girl named Camry, who all knew I sucked cock... since, well, I'd sucked all their cocks... except for Camry's of course, since she didn't have one, she was the person Rose had sent to escort me to a secret glory hole at school where I'd sucked Coach's cock for the first time... and I'd sucked them all at school... with no shame... at least not at the time... just with undeniable lust.

Before Rose, I'd never even looked at another guy's dick, except casually in the locker room without any interest... but now I was interested in every guy's dick. Each one of them had the potential of quenching, at least for a while, my addiction to cock and cum.

Before Rose, I made fun of gays... I picked on them.

Before Rose, I knew who I was and where I was going... but now I had no idea.

Was I still straight? According to Rose I was... or at least I wasn't gay... since I still wanted to fuck her, and a couple times or so she'd even allowed me to do it. So I guess that made me bi... although my rationale was I didn't find men attractive at all, I just wanted their cocks. Cocks were beautiful... cocks were majestic... cocks were amazing! The men attached to them were just appendages who came along for the ride so they could humiliate me. Which if I'm being honest, was actually a plus.

Even as I thought about all this, I shook my head in consternation at these thoughts that BR (before Rose), would never have remotely entered my head. I'd been constantly on the hunt for pussy, and it always needed to be new pussy, since I'd gotten bored rather quickly with anyone I dated (for a generous definition of the word 'date').

Rose was the first girl who'd ever drawn me in and had cast the spell on me to turn me into this... this... I didn't even know what I was anymore.

Christ, I was even salaried as the designated cock sucker for a church, as ridiculous as that sounds, and an unpaid cock sucker for Rose's brother, and for the dad of one of my friends. Based on the growing number of people who knew I loved sucking dick, it was only a matter of time before the house of cards supporting my anonymity came tumbling down.

I still had half a year left of my senior year, and after being 'The Man' for the first half, I was now becoming something completely different. Something spiraling out of control. Something my father would be ashamed of. Something that at this moment, even with a beautiful woman asleep in my arms, I too was ashamed of.

I constantly craved cock.

I constantly craved the cum that could shoot from those cocks.

After the fact, I constantly felt guilty.

Yet before the fact, I constantly yearned for more... and more... and even more!

I was addicted in exactly the same way a drug addict is addicted... except the jury was still out on whether I was better or worse off because of my addiction... but either way, I was well along the road to leaving my former hotshot self completely behind.

As I felt my asshole still gaped while I attempted to fall asleep, I pondered whether I was truly willing to do absolutely anything for Rose... how many more lines would she expect me to cross? How many of them would I be willing to cross? When, if ever, would I regain control of my life?

Completely exhausted, I told myself in the morning I'd have to have a serious talk with Rose. It was time I made it clear to her I was the man in this relationship... even though most recently, she was the one who'd fucked me. I know, ironic.

.....

But the next morning I woke up in Rose's bed alone.

There was a note lying on Rose's pillow with a letter-sized manila envelope. (As in a plain brown wrapper?)

I picked up the note and read it.

Sexy:

I had to go.

Please lock up when you leave.

Inside the envelope are five videos, so you can take your training to the next plateau.

Rose

I sighed.

She wasn't here for the conversation we needed to have.... Although I wasn't certain I would have been brave enough to initiate it in any case.

The envelope contained another USB.

I got up, got dressed, and was surprised to find Eugene in the kitchen nursing a mug of coffee.

He asked, "Want a morning snack?"

"What are you doing here?" I asked, feeling it was high time for me to resist the 'snack' he was tempting me with; time for me to begin controlling my cravings.

"Rose said you were here, so I figured I might as well stick around for a face to fuck," he said, setting down his coffee mug.

"Look, your sister is my girlfriend," I pointed out, a status which last night had been confirmed by Rose herself.

"Yeah, yeah, but you're also still my cock sucker," he staked his claim, standing up and approaching me.

"I don't think we should do that anymore," I said, trying to be strong, or at least to appear so on the outside, even as my mouth began watering. Damn spineless salivary glands!

"We are not doing anything," he said, now standing almost nose to nose in front of me. "You are about to suck my dick."

Truth was, I was physically capable of breaking him in two. I was definitely twice his weight, even though I wasn't remotely chubby. I thought on a windy day he could blow away... yet at the moment, I was the one being blown away.

Blown away by his confident, smug behaviour.

Blown away by his... on the surface, unwarranted... aggressiveness.

Blown away by his nonchalantly pulling out his dick as if my resistance was totally inconsequential. By the way that only catching sight of his cock made my mouth water. Looking back up to his face, I wanted to punch his lights out. Looking back down to his dick, I wanted to drop to my knees and start sucking.

Fuck!

"We both know how much you want my dick," he said, as he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed gently downwards.

Of course a skinny rail like he was could never push me to my knees if I wasn't willing to go there. Yet when he did press on my shoulders, it felt as if he were the strongest man in the world, and suddenly my knees couldn't support my weight as I dropped to them before him.

"There you go, Brian," he said, inexplicably confident. "Get those cock sucking lips around my big cock, jock."

Any real man would have pulverized this physically inept nerd for stepping so far out of line; before meeting Rose, I would have pulverized him. Yet SR (since Rose), instead I opened my mouth and welcomed his cock into it, as my lust for cock, my craving for cum, once again controlled me, overriding my masculinity.

"There you go, cock sucker," Eugene moaned in a smug tone of superiority.

And my cock hardened as I took his cock in my mouth, finding his name calling both humiliating and exciting.

As I began bobbing, I heard him begin speaking to someone else, "Hey Elmer, what's up?"

What was with nerds always having such nerdy names ever since birth? Did a mother take her newborn son to her breast while both she and the dad thought, 'Hey, let's make this child into a target for bullies for his entire life... let's call him Eugene?' Even the Eugene who starred in Disney's Tangled changed his name to Flynn so he could be cool. And Elmer? As in Elmer Fudd?

I pulled back for a moment and saw that he was on the phone. "Get back to sucking my dick, faggot," Eugene ordered, shoving his cock back in my mouth.

I still couldn't believe someone who was so bullied at school could find such confidence in himself, although I suppose it helped if a wildly popular jock was on his knees with his dick in his mouth.

"Yeah, another mouth has been added to my collection of cock sucking, cum swallowing faggots," Eugene said wickedly, as I helplessly bobbed on his cock... humiliation and lust battling inside me, my hard cock betraying me.

I wasn't physically helpless. If I decided to, I could stop doing this.

But then I realized that was wrong on both counts. I was indeed physically helpless, since I couldn't do anything to resist doing this; I was also incapable of deciding to stop... I simply had to have this cock in my mouth. Had to. In my heart, I wanted nothing else.

"Yeah, I'm certain he'll soon be sucking all of our cocks," Eugene said.

My eyes went wide at hearing that. He'd promised to keep this between the two of us.

"Don't worry, cock sucker," Eugene reassured me like he would a pet dog, obviously keeping an eye on me while I sucked him. "I won't out you. But I won't need to, since you're bound to out yourself before long."

I wondered what he could possibly mean by that. No way I would ever tell anyone I did this. It would be social suicide! It would be how I'd plummet from being king of the school to... fuck... I couldn't even fathom how far I'd fall.

"Yeah, I know. Eventually they all beg for permission to suck all eight of us," Eugene agreed.

As I listened, I couldn't help but wonder who 'they all' included. Jocks? Did other jocks suck cock too? Which other mouths were willing literally to suck up to this nerd herd? Who were the other six nerds besides Eugene and whoever Elmer was? Did they all have big cocks? Actually, eight cocks all at once sounded rather inviting, no matter what their size or who they were attached to.

"Yeah, I'm sure he'll become a bottom bitch eventually," Eugene said. "They all do, and this one is by the far the most eager cock sucker of them all. All he needs is to catch sight of me, and he starts craving my cock, isn't that right, faggot?"

He pulled his cock out of my mouth, and immediately I felt empty. I needed that cock back in my mouth. I had to have it!

I looked up at his smug smile, and I cringed.

I hated that he was right.

I caught sight of him. Therefore I wanted his dick. I wanted to be on my knees. I wanted to be bobbing on his cock. I wanted to swallow his cum. I wanted nothing except to be his cock sucker.

I'd already accidently outed myself to not one, but two teachers (Mr. Parker the counselor, and our auto mechanics teacher Mr. Watson), by demonstrating too much eagerness, which always kicked in during my lust for cock, when my brain shuts down except for my reptilian hind brain, and I become no more than an instinct-driven cum-craving cock sucker.

So I nodded in the affirmative.

Eugene slid his cock back into my mouth saying, "I figured the hungry cock sucker might out himself there, since you probably know his voice, but he only nodded yeah."

After another minute he said, "That's tonight. Maybe, let me ask."

"Do you want to join us for our Saturday night Lord of the Rings marathon?" Eugene asked, as I bobbed on his big cock.

He pulled his delicious cock out of my mouth for an answer, so I looked up and shook my head no.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded yes.

He slid his cock back into my mouth and reported, "He says no, but I'll text him the details anyway. But don't we already have a cock sucker lined up for tonight?"

Did they always have a cock sucker at their weekly gathering?

The idea was both unbelievable yet exciting... which just added to the deplorability of my life.

"Really? Shit, it's been a while since we haven't had a cum bucket," Eugene said. "I'll work on this faggot some more. I'm certain I can persuade him that he'd love to be our cock sucker for the night."

I wanted to refute that assumption, but I did have a mouthful of cock right now I was pretty happy about, and part of me did indeed want to be this nerdy octet's cock sucker for the night. I'd really enjoyed my Poker Night at Watson's, as well as my church initiation... yet this would be the outing of outings!

"Okay, see you tonight," Eugene said, as he hung up and told me point blank, "you're coming tonight." No question, just a bald statement of fact.

Before I could respond either way, he wrapped his hands around both sides of my head and began face fucking me... which so far was the only thing he'd done to me that was more humiliating than just being his cock sucker at all... face fucking me like I was some bitch in heat.

"Oh yes, you'll be servicing all eight of us tonight," Eugene assured me, as his balls bounced off my chin, and I focused on breathing through my nose.

"Yeah, eight big cocks fucking this face, one after another," he added.

"Then all of them coming in this mouth," he wrapped up my visual, as he really face fucked me.

"Get ready faggot," he then said, only a few seconds before his cum exploded into my mouth and flowed down my throat.

I can't explain why, but the feeling of a cock pulsing in my mouth, along with the anticipation of a load about to be ejaculated into me, was the ultimate rush... as big a rush as when a play authorized me to rush the quarterback, which meant more often than not I was about to bask in the glory of sacking him.

I lustfully swallowed every drop before shame resumed coursing through me. Then when he pulled out, Eugene told me, "We have a glory hole set up at Phil's house. Meaning nobody will know who you are. We'll all just use your mouth and deposit a load or two down your throat, before hurrying back to whichever of the three movies is running at the time."

"I don't think so," I said, which I realized wasn't an actual refusal.

"Oh, you say that now, but as the day continues you'll begin to fall... yet again... under the thrall of your craving, and then... yet again... you'll be unable to resist the thought of eight loaded cocks ready to give you everything you crave the most," he pontificated, looking down at me physically, and also looking down upon me literally, as the superior being he was.

"I don't think so," I repeated, again not exactly refusing, as I stood up, and now towered above him from my full linebacker stature.