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My Hypnotist (triplets) - WMASG - 12-30-2025
He told me I was naked when he looked into my eyes,
Then told me he was naked too. My cock began to rise.
The things that you believe are true are never truly lies.
He spoke the names of all his traits and features one by one
And conjured what propriety keeps hidden. When he’d done
I saw a complete naked man in muscle, flesh and bone.
My gaze surrendered to his voice, passed through his clothes, undressed
Him to skin, revealing to me contours I had guessed.
A languid cock hung heavily between his legs, at rest.
My eyes ran down his nudity and wandered up again
And fixed upon his face, his neck, his chest, his nipples, then
They brushed over his navel and his rippled abdomen.
One fingertip placed on my nape drained me of will and led
My steps to the room he described, where I lay on a bed,
The pillow underneath my loins and not under my head,
My arms and legs akimbo. The circles he traced around
My wrists and ankles, he informed me, meant that I was bound
And I would feel what he described, but must not make a sound.
The path between my waking thighs he followed with his lips
Guided them till they opened on a spot between my hips,
And sparks of pleasure flashed out to my toes and fingertips.
He nuzzled in my pubic hair. He licked, nibbled and bit
My tender, exposed private parts, and still he wouldn’t quit,
My balls and perineum bathed and dripping with his spit.
The nerve ends covering the head that crowned my rigid cock
Felt his moist mouth close over them. Then he began to rock
Forward and back down on my shaft, and an electric shock
Shot through me when my scrotum felt the contact of his chin.
My bloated manhood filled his throat. My head began to spin.
A finger greased my rosebud and then glided gently in.
The firm, insistent pressure on my prostate had soon wrung
A spasm from my innards which took hold of me and flung
My helpless, heaving body to the torture of his tongue.
Surfing the crest of ecstasy, submissive, I complied
And kept the silence he’d imposed on me, and neither sighed
Nor moaned nor whimpered all throughout that reckless, hurtling ride.
The pulsing tension in my groin continued to increase,
Spread down my legs and up my back, and the length of my crease
Pleaded in twitching agony for merciful release.
My orgasm exploded as a thundering applause,
The vision snapped and vanished, and I blushed deep red because
He’d talked me through fellatio and I’d cum in my drawers.