drakefrost08

[drakefrost08]

A Jog Come True

(Hi there so I’ve always wanted to write and contribute to this community so here it is, my first ever story. Please be gentle as I know I have much to learn and all suggestions are welcome. Enjoy!)

One of the best parts about being friends with an avid jogger is getting to see him work up a sweat all while filling out his compression clothing quite nicely. Indeed, for Dylan, such a sight made for far better jerk-off material than anything found on the Hub. Becoming Henri’s jogging partner was one of the best decisions he could ever come up with albeit having to only be content with visual stimulation as his dear friend was straighter than an arrow. Lust coupled with frustration would constantly leave Dylan wanting after Henri but he knew such a thing was impossible. Or so he thought.

Dylan had recently found out about hypnosis and was intrigued by the idea that maybe, just maybe there lied a solution to his predicament. After countless hours of searching online to no avail, he finally stumbled upon a funny looking website. The entire page was pitch black except for a large textbox with a title above it. It read “Hypnosis4U: WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST DESIRE?” leaving Dylan feeling like it was all just some joke. Nevertheless, he typed in Henri’s name just to see what would pop up. Surprisingly, his desktop downloaded an MP3 file while a new box appeared on screen.

“Ensure that Henri listens to this and he will be yours”

Dylan played the audio but no sound could be heard. He sighed inwardly before transferring the file to his phone anyways. He was convinced that at the very least he could prank Henri with this seemingly useless audio on one of their jogs. The day came and as they were jogging, Henri suggested resting for a moment before continuing on. It was then that Dylan asked Henri to connect to his phone and listen to the audio. Henri stood there for a moment as the file played before suddenly standing rigid. His eyes glazed over as Dylan looked on in curiosity. A couple minutes passed before he realized that Henri was starting to tent the shorts he was wearing, an extremely attractive sight.

“Holy shit it worked it actually worked”

An immensely turned on Dylan hesitantly touched the very tip of his friend’s member, all the while being cautious for any sign on Henri’s face that would show he was aware of it but no such sign came. Gathering courage, he pressed his entire palm into the crotch before slowly massaging the hard-on, eliciting a small moan from Henri. As pre started to leak through the shorts, Dylan glanced around to make sure no one was around before finally pulling the shorts down, releasing his friend’s excitement. Slowly so as to savour the moment, he licked the dripping tip of the cock before gradually swallowing it. Henri moaned once more but made no attempt whatsoever to move even as Dylan bobbed his head and forth, the saltiness leaving him desperate for more. It wasn’t long before he felt Henri’s muscles tense as he finally shot his load into the eager hole. Licking his lips, Dylan got up and pulled off Henri’s earphones, mildly surprised to see his friend still didn’t react with the source of the hypnosis removed. He then asked, “Who are you?” to which Henri replied in an uncharacteristically monotone voice. “I am whatever you make of me master.”

Hearing these words, Dylan had a mischievous glint to his eyes, his head swimming with all the perverse possibilities of his partner’s new inclination.

“In that case, lets go back home and have some more fun.”