Growing up, I was always interested in magic tricks and hypnosis. I would read up on these subjects and try to use them on my friends. Finally, I learned how to use a few key words and an object of focus to hypnotize anyone and also to plant post-hypnotic suggestions. I decided to let my newfound talent payoff and use it to find pleasure with the guys of my dreams. Brad Rowe, the actor from WASTELAND and BILLY'S HOLLYWOOD SCREEN KISS, was in my town to film a new movie. Through many phone calls and bribes, I found out which hotel he was staying at, so I went down and camped out in the lobby until I saw him. He looked even better in person -- beautiful blond hair, hazel eyes, and a body that makes you wet even when he's fully clothed. I went up to him and asked if I could shake his hand, which he did. I pulled out a necklace from my pocket and swung it steadily in the air, catching his eye. I told him I wanted to give him the necklace and that I had a story to tell him about it. He kept his eye on the necklace and listened to my drone on -- when I could tell he was in the hypnotic zone, I told him that he would call me at 9 pm that night and mention that he was hungry. I told him my phone number, and told him that I would say the phrase "I could go for something to eat" and he would then do whatever I told him to do until I said "go home Brad." After implanting the suggestion, I woke him from the trance, gave him the necklace, and said goodbye. He looked a little shaken, but was friendly enough to wave. Okay -- I was excited now and couldn't wait until tonight. At 9:00 PM on the dot, my phone rang. "Hello," I said. "Hi, uh this is Brad Rowe. We met earlier today?" he said. "Oh yes, hi Brad- what's up?" "Well, I just felt like I should call you. I'm really hungry and don't know where to go eat," he said. "I could go for something to eat," I replied. "Why don't you come over here and I'll fix something for us. Except, your hunger for food is now gone." "I'll be on my way" he said after I gave him my address. About 30 minutes later he knocked on my door. He looked fabulous - tight black T-shirt stretched across his muscular chest, blue jeans tight around his ass and crotch. I started getting hard just looking at him. "You know, Brad," I said, "I think you should take that shirt off." He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the couch. What a body! So muscular with great nipples, and almost smooth and hairless. I ran my hand across his chest as he stood there almost as if he were at attention in the army. I took one of his perfect nipples in my mouth and sucked it as my hand fondled his crotch through his jeans. I could feel him beginning to harden. "Okay Mr. Rowe," I said - "I want you to suck my cock now." He immediately dropped to his knees, undid my pants, and pulled my cock out of my boxers. He opened his mouth, and took my cock in it -- licking the head and then going down my cock to my balls. He kept going up and down my cock with his mouth and tongue, making me harder and harder. Here was a man of my dreams sucking my cock and doing whatever I told him. I grabbed his head with my hands, and began fucking his face faster and faster. I could feel the cum building inside of me, so I let it explode in his mouth. He drank every drop -- not a bit fell out of his mouth. After licking my cock clean, he stood up. I leaned down and pulled his pants off - he had the most magnificent cock -- it must have been 8 inches hard. "Fuck me Rowe," I ordered. He took his cock in hand and began pushing it up my ass - slowly. It was so huge it felt like it was going to tear me apart, but he kept going. In and out, thrusting hard and fast, Brad Rowe kept fucking me. He kissed my back, sucked my ear, pulled my nipple, and wrapped his strong muscular arms around my body as his cock fucked my ass. He was great, as he would build me up with fast violent thrusts, and then slow it down with gentle strokes. Finally, I felt him cum and fill my ass with his sweet cum. I turned around and kissed him full on the mouth -- and he responded, sticking his tongue into my mouth and exploring. I kissed down his body, sucking a nipple, kissing his chest, licking his abdomen, and finally, licking all the remaining cum off his large cock. By now I was hard again, so I spaced his legs apart and shoved my cock in his ass. I saw his face grimace as I plunged in virgin territory, but then I saw a look of delight across his face. I bent down and kissed him while I fucked him. Faster and harder, in and out, I was fucking the beautiful Brad Rowe. I came and filled his ass with my cum. I slept in his arms that night--when we weren't fucking. He was amazing, and I wished that he were gay for real and that we could stay together. But I knew it was not to last. As I sucked his cock for the last time, I heard him mutter, "I wish my wife sucked my cock this good" and I knew that I had to let him go. I left him with the hypnotic suggestion to call me again if he ever came through town and we'd get together "to eat" again, and then I said, "Go home Brad," after which he left. MMMMMMMMMMM whataman, whataman! What a mighty fine man.
