First Hand Experience

Story by Jeeves on SoFurry

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#6 of Kinktober 2017


This story was written for Day #6 of Kinktober 2017! Today's theme is Hypnosis, and the story was written for Talosar! It contains M/M sexual acts between multiple consenting adults, and consenting hypnosis. :3

First-Hand Experience

"...okay, but tell me when you're going t-..."

Talosar's voice trailed off as he abruptly realised that the person he had been talking to was no longer there. In fact, a lot of things that had been where they were what felt to the lizard like mere seconds ago no longer were. He had been indoors, sitting on his friend Leopold's couch, and now he was standing in the middle of a park. He had been alone with the older wolf, but now there were dog walkers, joggers, couples and friends just chilling out or enjoying a nice picnic with the cool fall weather and lush autumnal leaves scattered around the park's grassy grounds. Turning on the spot with a soft whimper, Talosar's eyes widened as he saw Leopold standing just behind him, a calm smile on the wolf's features that simultaneously reassured and worried Talosar all the more.

"You see?"

The wolf raised a gentle hand around himself as though showing Talosar the park itself as proof of his point.

"A simple hypnotic trigger can put you into a trance state, and pull you out of it again at my command. Do you have any recollection of how you got here?"

The lizard tried to think, confused for a second at the silliness of that question because quite obviously he did recall. Obviously he knew how he'd gotten here, even if in that moment he found it rather hazy, rather difficult to remember anything since the couch, since the wolf's soft words and the gentle tick tick tick tick tick of a metronome nearby. He groaned, shaking his head as that ticking sound seemed to permeate his very being from somewhere deep within his subconscious mind, and his yellow scales flushed beneath their surface as he looked up at Leopold once more.

"I... I d-don't... how do I not remember?"

The wolf chuckled, placing a reassuring hand upon Talosar's shoulder.

"It's okay to be a little disoriented as you realise that you've lost time. But don't worry. You trust me, right? And once this is all over, once I've shown you what you asked to see, I'll make it so you can remember everything again. Then you can enjoy the full experience."

Talosar smiled, warmed by Leopold's words even though he still wasn't entirely sure what it was that he was being told he had apparently agreed to.

"A-and... remind me, what was it that I asked to see?"

Leopold was standing directly in front of him now, both arms outstretched and resting upon Talosar's shoulders, keeping them face to face, eye to eye. He beamed, laughing gently even as the lizard continued to shuffle nervously and blush deeper still.

"You asked me to show you how much a master hypnotist can do with a willing subject. And speaking of which, to that end..."

*********

Breathing heavily, Talosar nibbled on his bottom lip as he stared at the gorgeous figure before him. So strong, so resolute and... god, utterly beautiful in their vast size. The rich brown of their exterior, the curves a little higher up, the intricacies of their form overall, and the stunning way they waved and writhed so naturally as the gentle fall breeze continued to caress them both. He reached out with one hand, bashful, freezing half way and whimpering, staring pleadingly at the form in whose shadow he was kneeling.

"P-please... can I... can I touch you?"

Within the lizard's dark slacks, Talosar could feel his arousal swelling. He groaned happily as the beautiful sight before him offered no rejection, standing as proud and tall as ever, offering their bare form to the male openly and without shame. Talosar extended his hand further and finally touched the surface of the figure, his cock straining urgently inside his underwear, a ragged, longing gasp erupting from his lips and myriad wonderful sensations surging through his fingers as he dragged them across the rough, textured surface of this incredible entity. Soon both his hands were upon the form, roaming, exploring, and not long after that Talosar rose to shaky feet, his slacks tented with his obvious erection as he moved up to the figure more unabashedly despite the deep glow upon his cheeks. He pressed himself up against that vast body, wrapping himself around it, his long tail and one leg raising off the ground to hook around the figure's girth. He rubbed his right cheeks against it, so tempted to pant a deep, lingering kiss upon that rough exterior as his hands explored and his hips pumped, grinding, humping his cock against the form.

Never in his life had Talosar felt this way so quickly, so soon in a new relationship. This wasn't just lust. It wasn't even just love. This was the kind of bond that only two halves of the same soul, finally unified after an eternity apart, could possibly feel. He shuddered as he felt pre-cum oozing through his underwear and staining the front of his slacks with a glistening wet spot. He so longed to pull down his trousers, to tear his underwear aside and bare himself to this incredible being. He wanted to offer himself to them wholeheartedly and forever, and to feel them shake, quiver as they were even now as he not only humped against them, but lashed the base of their vast, thirty or forty foot tall frame with his reverent, adoring seed.

He moaned loudly, in longing but also in dismay as he heard something interrupting his passionate rendezvous. A voice speaking to him from what sounded all at once like close by and a million miles away, and alongside it the rhythmic sound of a metronome ticking away. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

Talosar blinked.

He shuddered as he felt his cock pressing up against... against the tree before him. The tree around which his body was wrapped, embracing it, holding and humping it, hips mid-thrust even as he staggered back with a groan of pure humiliation. He grasped at his cock through his pre-stained and bark-scuffed slacks, trying to cover it, to hide it as he looked around nervously only to realise he was no longer in the midst of the open space of the park, but instead in a more secluded, wooded area either elsewhere in the park or elsewhere entirely. Sitting close by, resting by the trunk of another tree with his back up against its trunk and a knowing twinkle in his eye, Leopold cocked his head towards the lizard.

"I'd tell you to get a room, but I don't know where you'd find one big enough."

*********

"Here. You might need these."

Talosar extended a hand out of instinct, and smiled again in gratitude without really understanding why as he saw the small packet of kleenex now held within his grasp. He pulled one from the packet as he glanced up at the sound of a zipper being fastened, and watched as Leopold began to re-fasten his belt. His eyes widened, and for some reason, as though some part of him knew despite no recollection of what had just taken place existing in his mind, the lizard lifted the kleenex to his face and dabbed it against his smooth yellow scales. It came away damp. Sticky. Glistening slightly. He groaned in a mixture of longing and abject embarrassment all at once, and scrambled to his feet as he began to wipe his face clean of... of whatever substance was clinging to the scales all over his muzzle and cheeks.

Cool tile caressed the soles of Talosar's feet as he rose to his feet, and only now did he realise that he was no longer outdoors. Indeed the sound of the gentle breeze, of dogs barking and people picnicking was now absent, and in its place sounds of running water, of splashing, and of voices chatting could be heard. He looked around, the small enclosed space in which himself and Leopold were currently located seeming familiar, but not anywhere he'd visited personally. It looked like... a changing cubicle. The kind you'd find at a gym, or a pool.

Only then did Talosar look down the length of his body, and he barely managed to hold back a cry of bashful dismay as he realised that he wasn't dressed. At least, not in anything suitable for public viewing. His smooth scaled body was almost entirely on display, only the tiniest, skimpiest pair of speedos clinging to his crotch. Even then however, the rampant erection protruding from his loins was ensuring that those speedos did absolutely nothing to keep him modest or decent. Indeed somehow the presence of that clothing made the erection tugging and stretching them outward all the more obscene.

"I... oh god... please, L-Leo. I can't go out like this... e-everyone will stare."

Leopold, still fully dressed and rummaging around in a rucksack resting upon the bench against one wall of the small cubicle, glancing over his shoulder to regard Talosar with a smirk.

"Oh, but they did stare. You turned a lot of heads with that outfit, trust me on that. And you were so confident. So proud of how you looked. It's amazing what a person can be capable of when they don't have to worry about inhibition getting in the way. Heck, if I hadn't brought you back here when I did, those guys in the shower might have... well, they might have done a lot more with you than you already let them. And judging by how you reacted to me when I came and got you... well, I dare say you would have welcomed it, no matter how many people saw, and no matter how many more people joined in."

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Trotting into the dining room on all fours, Talosar looked up at the wolf seated at the table and whined bashfully. Leopold didn't react for a moment or two, cutting whatever was on his plate and allowing more of its delicious meaty aroma to waft down to the lizard's level. He raised his fork to his mouth, chewed, swallowed, and only then looked down towards the whining, whimpering figure kneeling beside him.

"You want something, puppy?"

The lizard's thick tail swept from side to side across the carpeted floor, thumping loudly against one of the chair's legs as his tongue lolled out and he let loose a keening, pleading whine.

"Want a bite? Okay, puppy. But you've gotta beg for it. Can you beg for me, Talosar?"

Rising up on his haunches and placing his arms out in front of him, elbows folded in, hands drooping down just under his chin, the lizard huffed and panted in excitement as he saw a gleaming, golden breadcrumbed chicken tender slide into view within Leopold's grip.

"Good boy. Now, roll over."

Talosar dropped to the ground and whimpered as he rolled one-hundred and eighty degrees, legs splaying out and leaving his bare body wholly on display. His cock twitched, not fully erect but certainly partially engorged from the sheer excitement he was feeling at the idea of being fed from the table by his master. He heard Leopold chuckle, and saw a finger wave through the air in a familiar gesture.

"Roll all the way over, puppy. I know you've got a very nice... belly to show off, but I'm trying to eat."

Obediently Talosar completed his roll, springing back up to the begging position immediately afterwards. He gulped down the piece of chicken as it was tossed his way and into his wide open mouth just moments later, and panted loudly, giddily as the hand which had been holding the chicken followed it down and petted him fondly upon the top of his head.

"You've done so well today, Talosar. So obedient. So eager."

He didn't quite understand the words spoken to him, or at least if he did they drifted in one side of his doggy-focused mind and out the other, but he eagerly reacted to their warm, positive tone.

"And good doggies deserve a treat, don't they? A real treat. Does that sound good to you, puppy?"

Talosar knew the word treat. He liked that word. He loved that word. And whatever it meant, he wanted it. Now.

*********

"Please... o-oh... please, let me... I... I have to... I can't... c-can't stop..."

Talosar was alone at last. Alone, and remembering everything that had happened to him that day. Every excruciatingly clear, public, humiliating thing he had been made to do, and that in those moments he had truly and genuinely wanted to do. It didn't matter how embarrassing, how degrading, how impossible it would have been for him to ever do them under his own free will, anything and everything had seemed possible while he was under the thrall of Leopold's hypnosis. And now, even though it was over and he was free from the wolf's hypnotic clutches, Talosar was finally able to enjoy every gloriously embarrassing, exciting moment in the manner he craved.

The lizard stroked his cock so fast his hand was a blur, shamelessly lifting his hips from the bed, thrusting into the warm, thick air of his bedroom as he scented his own arousal thick in every ragged breath he drew. He was so close. So close that he couldn't help but cry out even though he was alone, so close that he couldn't help but beg himself for release. It felt so good. So good, and yet so agonising to be so close yet not quite there. He needed to let go. He needed to cum so, so desperately.

"Y-yes... ohhh god, I'm gonna... I... I'm g-gonna..."

He thought of the tree, and how good it had felt to hump it. He thought of the swimming pool, strutting boldly through the pool itself in his skimpy speedo and gleefully, shamelessly flirting with other men in the showers afterwards, the front of his swimwear stretching and tenting as theirs did likewise. He thought of his time as a dog, and how humiliating it had been for him even then as he was interrupted while busily lapping at the thick, throbbing length between his legs by Leopold armed with a spray-bottle and a no-no can. All day, all throughout his hypnotic dealings he had been waiting for this, feeling so good but without ever receiving true relief. But now, finally he was about to achieve that sweet, ultimate satisfaction. He was so close. So ready.

"Yes. Ohh god. Ohhhh god... y-yes... I'm..."

Somewhere else in the bedroom, somewhere close by, he heard a sound.

The ticking not of a clock, but of a metronome.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

His arm fell limp.

His whole body fell limp, except of course for his throbbing, desperately drooling cock, which strained and ached harder than ever.

He tried to cry out, but was so loose, so helpless as all his muscles ceased to assist in holding or moving him, that he could only gurgle softly in anguished longing.

He was so close, locked on the very brink of orgasm. A single stroke of his cock, a single thrust of his hips would have been all it took. But he couldn't do that, he couldn't do anything to stimulate himself, trapped inside his own body, unable to move or act as he agonisingly felt himself pulsing and drooling and trapped blissfully at the edge, yet denied any and all of the satisfaction and ecstasy of release.

Talosar groaned and whimpered where he lay, knowing now that Leopold must have done something to him. One final trigger to tease him one last time, to deny him his pleasure a little longer, and in doing so make it all the more incredible when orgasm finally came. He moaned longingly as his eyes darted down his limp figure, staring hungrily at his throbbing, dripping cock. He couldn't do anything right now, he couldn't make himself cum no matter how much he wanted to. But soon... soon this latest hypnotic command would reach its end, and then he'd be able to start anew. And that time, that time he'd cum for sure.

Of course, that was what he'd told himself the last time, too, though he couldn't remember that prior cycle or near-orgasmic denial right now.

Nor could he remember the time before that.

Or the time before that.

Or the time before that.

It had been just after 11 at night when Talosar had retired to bed, and right now the digital clock on his bedside cabinet proclaimed that it was 3:40AM.

A small note lay by that very same clock, written in bold, confident handwriting and with a flourished signature at the end.

'_I'll see you at 8AM sharp. Looking forward to showing you some more complex techniques during day 2. Enjoy your night. _

Your friend, always,

Leopold.'

By Jeeves

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