My college wrestling friend wanted to try hypnosis

“Hey Joey, it’s almost 2 we should get going.”

When I first met my college dormmate Mike, I was pretty nervous. I’d never shared a room with someone and didn’t know how it would go. But Mike was a really cool guy and we fit together really quickly.

We were both here on partial wrestling scholarships so had ended up being put down as roommates. Mike was exactly what you’d expect from a wrestling guy; big arms and chest, thick neck and shoulders, brown hair, and an easy confidence that said he could take down anyone in the room. To be honest, I was pretty envious of that self-assured way he could be comfortable in any situation with charm and a big smile. He was pretty popular with the ladies on campus for that.

For me, I was proud of how much my body had developed since being on the wrestling program the last 6 months. My biceps, pecs, and quads were all definitely bulking up to the point that I could see them under my clothes. I was starting to be seen as a stud by the ladies too, but I still had nothing on Mike.

“If we don’t go and get this workout in you’re never going to grow up to be big and strong” Mike teased me about how he was bigger all the time, but he was right.

“Fine, you’ve got the schedules coach gave us. It’s chest today right?”

“Exactly right Joey. We got all kinds of chest presses and barbells galore! Everything a growing boy needs.”

We got together our gym stuff and I put on my granddads pendant out of habit. The college gym was just round the corner from our dorm so that we could go as much as the programme needed. I swear I knew this place better than our dorm room at this point.

 

For a Sunday afternoon, the gym was surprisingly empty. We got into the locker rooms and got changed pretty quick. I did a couple of flexes in the mirror to check how I was looking before we started. I always thought other gym guys looked awesome when they posed in the mirror chest out, biceps flexed. I looked at myself and saw a lot of my work was paying off. I just had to keep going and I’d get that body I was after.

“Okay Adonis, enough posing. We actually have to go and do a workout when we come to the gym.” Mike winked at me as he passed heading out.

 

Over the next couple of hours, we tore ourselves apart. For all Mike’s joking and easy manner, he’s a hard drill sergeant. I guess you don’t get his kind of body without real hard work. On bench press especially he’s tough.

“Come on Joey, you got this! 2 more reps to go.”

I felt like my chest going to give out any second. Mike was spotting me, so I knew I was safe but…

“That’s it Joey, great job. Last one now. Come on!”

I just about managed to squeeze the last rep out and dump the bar back on the hooks. I looked back at Mike as he gave a thumbs up and a big grin.

“Good job little buddy. I’ll make a man out of you yet.”

“Fuck off Mike” I laughed. “Just about to kill me here.”

“What doesn’t kill you, makes you a god my friend.” Just to emphasise his point he struck the pose I was doing earlier with a smirk. After all that lifting, he was genuinely pumped. His pecs were huge and solid like slabs of rock. Even his biceps were bulging, veins popping on his arms.

“Mike, anyone tell you it’s rude to brag.”

“Nope.” Mike laughed and relaxed. “Okay Joey, showers and then we’re outta here.”

We walked back into the locker room and turned to see the showers had a big ‘Out of Order’ sign on them.

“I feel like we should have noticed that earlier” Mike chuckled. “Well, showers back at the dorm then.”

 

I didn’t like the showers back at our dorm as much, just not as strong. Since it was a guys dorm they were also open showers. When Mike and I got there, it was empty. We both stripped off and got in the shower. We’d seen each other naked a lot through wrestling and living together so I wasn’t uncomfortable. Wrestling also meant we’d grabbed each other a lot so I wasn’t uncomfortable with Mike touching me. But when he reached over and pointed to my pendant it took me by surprise.

“I keep meaning to ask man, but what’s with the necklace?”

I hadn’t even realised I was still wearing it.

“Oh. It belonged to my granddad, he used to be a hypnotherapist and it’s what he used to hypnotise people.”

“Oh, damn Joey, can you hypnotise someone with that?”

“Er, yeah actually. Granddad showed me how to, I’m not the best at it though.”

“Joey. We are definitely doing this. I’ve never been hypnotised before! This is gonna be so cool man.”

I was a bit apprehensive about hypnotising my best friend, but I nodded. Mike finished up his shower quickly, obviously excited to be hypnotised. I finished up too, but I was preoccupied with what I was going to do. Did I remember how to hypnotise properly? What would I make him do?

 

Mike bounded back into our dorm room like an excited puppy. We were both still just wearing towels from our shower.

“Okay let’s do it. “ Mike sat on his bed and look at me with anticipation.

“Don’t you want to get changed first?”

“Nah bro, do that in a sec.”

“Okay then.”

I brought one of our chairs over and sat in front of him. I took the pendant off and explained.

“So I need you to focus on the pendant, watch it closely. I’m going to swing it back and forth.”

He was so eager as I started swinging the pendant and he stared at it.

“Good. Keep watching. Left, right, left, right. Focus. Watch the pendant. Hear my voice.”

Mike was still staring, focussed hard on the pendant.

“Back, and forth. Back, and forth. I will count down from ten. At zero, you will be relaxed. You will be calm. You will be under. Understand?”

He nodded, entranced.

“Good. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Zero.”

I kept swinging. Mike kept watching the pendant. He seemed relaxed, but he was always relaxed. Was he actually hypnotised?

“Mike can you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“How do you feel?”
“Relaxed.”

He wasn’t his usual self. Maybe it worked?

“Tell me something you’re embarrassed about.”
“I was a really fat kid.”

I was surprised. Was he? Mike never told me. Plus, if he wasn’t hypnotised he would have chosen something else or told me with a joke.

“Tell me more about you being fat.”
“I was a really fat kid. I started working out a lot and wrestling. I lost a lot of weight and built muscle. I’m very proud of that. I like looking at myself in the mirror now.”

He’s definitely hypnotised. Mike would never talk like this normally.

“You like looking in the mirror?”
“Yes. When I look at myself now I feel sexy. After working out I like the pump. Seeing my muscles makes me hard.”

That startled me. It made sense, but to hear him say it. At that moment, I also became very aware that we were sat in front of each other still just wearing towels. My eyes looked over his body, his biceps, pecs, obvious abs. I hadn’t looked at Mike like this before. Just studying how muscular he was. My eyes went down to the towel and saw his bulge. I felt myself get a little excited, this was crazy.

“It makes you hard?”
“Seeing how far I’ve come, and all my muscles, makes my dick hard. I get very horny after working out. Seeing your muscles makes me hard too. I want to jerk off now.”

My muscles? I felt my heart beating fast. I looked at  myself and my pumped up chest. It was definitely getting better.

“Why does seeing my muscles make you hard? Are you gay?”
“I’m not gay. Muscles just make me hard. You are very muscular Joey. I like looking at both of us at the gym. I want to jerk off now.”

I could see his bulge was growing. To be honest, mine was a bit too.

“You want to jerk off?”
“Yes. I am very horny looking at me and you. I have jerked off with a gym buddy before and want to do that again.”

What? I thought Mike was as straight as anyone. I was learning too much here. But I was looking at Mike’s body closely and I was feeling something. He was right in front of me. Cautious, I reached out and felt his left pec. Big and firm. He didn’t move.

“Flex your arms for me.”

He raised his arms and tensed his biceps. I’d seen them before, but now somehow they looked bigger and sexy. I felt one and how powerful they were. I traced the line of the vein that crossed his bicep. My eyes flicked back to his crotch and the now massive bulge there. Honestly, I was pretty hard myself. I suddenly realised what I was doing. This has gone further than I thought.

“Okay Mike, I will count down from ten again. When I reach zero, you will wake up and you will not remember anything that has happened since you went under. From now on, if I say the word ‘tenebrious’ you will be instantly hypnotised again. Understood?”
“Yes Joey.”

I counted back from ten and Mike’s eyes refocussed and he twitched like he’d woken up.

“What did you make me do man? Anything super crazy?” he laughed.

“You don’t remember anything?” I held my breath.

“Hmmm. Nah bro. You were counting, then I like came to or something. Er, maybe weird question but why am I so hard?”

Mike was looking at his massive bulge under his towel. He looked at me with his easy, confident smile and cocked an eyebrow. He looked at me in my towel and saw my now sizable bulge too.

“I didn’t do anything crazy I swear.”

Mike was just laughing. “Bro, whatever you did or made me do. It’s got me fucking going!” He looked at me, and for a second I thought he looked nervous as he said, “I’m going to have to jerk off now, fix this problem you gave me.”

I thought for a second, and all I said was “same.”

Mike looked back at me. “Joey. Maybe this is crazy but… do you maybe… wanna jerk off with me?”

I hesitated. Fuck I was horny, but should we?

Mike continued, “I never told you but I did this with Matt before, you know my gym buddy from school? It’s totally cool nothing weird, just two guys both jerking off you know? And I can tell you’re horny too man. We’re both muscular studs just horny from working out. Why not?”

“Fuck it then.”

Like Mike said, why not? I unwrapped my towel and exposed my 7” raging boner I had been trying to hide. Mike looked relieved and excited as he did the same, unwrapping his hard dick. He wrapped his hand around the shaft and started stroking slowly, watching me. I followed him and started stroking myself. After all that, my dick felt so good.

I looked up and saw Mike’s eyes glued to my dick as I stroked. He way breathing heavier and stroking in time with me. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I reached out and moved his hand off his boner and replaced with mine. Stroking us both at the same rhythm.

“Fuck” Mike moaned. He leaned back and closed his eyes as my hand rubbed up and down the whole length of his shaft. It felt like my own but the shape was slightly different. I always felt proud how my dick stuck straight up when it was hard but his jutted more outwards away from his body.

Mike opened his eyes and looked straight at me grinning. “Joey, your hand feels so good man. Got me really going.” He kept that eye contact as he flexed his arms and chest. Looking at his huge biceps and pecs as I stroked him I felt harder than I ever had before. Mike looked down at himself, admiring his chest. “You’re making me feel so sexy man, I gotta return the favour.”

Mike leant forward and took me by surprise as he wrapped his hand around my shaft. “Man, don’t take this wrong, but you are one sexy fucker.” His hand was moving with long, slow strokes. “Your cock is rock solid. Feels thicker than mine. But I’m definitely bigger.” He winked at me.

I was so horny at feeling us stroking each other. “How can I take it wrong when you’re jerking me off man? But yeah I think you’re the big guy here” I laughed.

“I’m always the big guy, little bro.” Again, he winked and chuckled at his own bad joke. “But damn, we really two studs.” His other hand went to my chest fondling my pecs. He started playing around with my nipple and damn did it feel so good. With his hands rubbing all over my body and his eyes taking in every inch of me, I knew what he meant about me making him feel sexy.

In that wave of confidence, I stood up and pushed him backwards so he was lying on his bed. He looked shocked, but then I got on top of him straddling his legs so that our dicks were right next to each other. I leant forward and had to used both hands to grasp us both and start rubbing our cocks together.

“Fuck Joey! God that feels so good. Feels like you’re lubing me up with how much precum you’ve got.” He was right, I hadn’t even noticed I was leaking all over myself and now him. Both of us wet with my precum I started grinding my dick against his, wrapped in both of my hands.

Mike was moaning hard. Lying back on his bed his body was on complete show for me. Every inch exposed to me, muscles tensing as I stroked him and myself.

“You fucking like that don’t you Mike?”

I surprised myself with that horny outburst. But Mike looked even more shocked. “Yeah Joey, I fucking do. Love you talking dirty to me. That’s it grind our big cocks together like that. You’re gonna make me bust a huge load man.”

“Yeah I’m going to blow all over you Mike, cover your huge pecs with my cum. Fuck.”

“Yeah Joey you hot little stud. Make our cocks explode all over me. Fucking do it.”

All well as stroking us both, I was now grinding my throbbing dick against Mike’s. In that moment, drinking in the sight of my best friend’s muscular body writhing at my touch and hearing him talk I had never felt harder or more horny.

My balls tightened up and I couldn’t stand it anymore. With one final thrust, I came so hard that ropes of cum splashed onto Mike’s chest between his pecs.

Feeling my dick throbbing with every shot, Mike’s whole body tensed up. “Ah, ah, fuuuuuuuuck.” His eyes fixed on mine as his dick exploded with cum, shooting up onto his chest to mix with mine. His last few shots sprayed onto his abs, leaving him covered in pools of our cum.

“Joey. Man. I don’t think I’ve ever busted as huge a load as that.”

We were both breathing hard as I climbed off Mike. He just lay there looking down at the puddle of cum like a river between his pecs. He slowly raised one hand and dipped a finger, bringing it up to his lips. I watched as he tasted our mixture.

“Fuckin hell Mike.”

He looked at me and laughed. “Hey, you did this to me man with all that grinding. Didn’t know you were such a dominant fucker.“

I grabbed one of my used gym shirts and went to wipe off the cum covering my best friend’s body. I couldn’t believe I had just done that.

“I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Mike locked eyes with me and flashed one of his confident, easy smiles. “Same.”