Leo, the Hypnotized Marine

Driving back to Anaheim, I noticed Leo passed out in the passenger seat. He must have been exhausted. We hadn’t seen each other in seven months and I knew he must have been just as excited as I was to catch up. But he had just gotten back to the US.

I’ve known Leo for years. I met him when we were both serving in the Marine Corps. I’m almost ten years older than him, and I distinctly remember when this young kid, he couldn’t have been much older than 18, joined our battalion. I had barely noticed him at first, but we ended up being friends.

I watched Leo grow up into the fine man he is today. He was like a ripped twink when I first met him, now he was a bulky muscleman. I started noticing his round muscle ass in his camo pants whenever he was in front of me. This made me start sneaking peeks at him in the communal shower, his gorgeous body developing right before my eyes over time. His long, thick, uncircumcised cock also stole the show, many of the other guys commenting on his foreskin.

Leo, like all of the other guys in our unit, was very comfortable in his skin. We would often hang out naked in the barracks. It was quite freeing after a stressful day to let it all hang out, but it also felt like a minefield to me. Getting caught looking at some of the gorgeous bodies right in front of me for only a second too long could get me in trouble.

I served under Don’t Ask Don’t Tell and for some reason Leo had been the first and only person I knew I was safe to tell about my sexuality. We had grown so close and there was a point when we knew nearly everything about each other. So I felt like I couldn’t hide it any longer. As expected, he didn’t care about my being gay and at the same time knew how big a deal it was that I had told him. He kept it to himself, didn’t change his attitude toward me in the slightest, and we just continued to grow closer.

I had gotten to know a lot about Leo as well. His parents had died in a car crash when he was 15. It became hard to focus on school as he went from foster home to foster home. He ended up enlisting. This explained why he had come across so mature from such a young age.

I quit the Marine Corps a few years ago. It had been the right path for me at the time and it had been so impactful. But a sense of normalcy is what I longed for more and more once I hit my thirties. I was now 40 and had an office job. My life had definitely changed, not for the worse or for the better. Just different.

Leo was still my close friend, I’d sent him a care package while he was overseas. Not too long ago he asked if he could stay with me upon his return. He had found out his girlfriend, whom he had lived with in Gulfport, Mississippi, from where he hailed, had been cheating on him while he had been away. He promised he would soon find his own place and get out of my hair. But I had actually been excited. It would be so good to catch up with him here in Anaheim and I was sure we would get along as roommates for as long as it was necessary.

And there he was, right beside me in the car. Buff and handsome, just as I had remembered him. His short black hair and chocolate skin were so beautiful. There had definitely been times when I wondered if I saw Leo as more than a friend. Especially when we served together and I spent every day with him, looking back, I was sure I’d had a crush on him for a while. These times seemed far behind me now though.

When I parked my car in front of my house, Leo woke up as I pulled the brake.

“Oh, hey. Sorry I dozed off.”

“No worries, man”, I said, “do you want to go and take a nap?”

“Are you kidding me? I need a beer and I need it fast!”

Leo and I got out and walked into my house.

“Nice place you got here!”

“Glad you like it, it’ll have to do!”

Leo chuckled. I grabbed him a cold bottle of beer from the fridge and told him to plop down on the sofa. Our bottles clinked together.

“Cheers, man. So happy to have you back.”

“Thanks so much for having me.”

We spent the next few hours drinking and catching up and it was so good to have Leo back in my life. I could tell the alcohol was hitting him hard as he obviously hadn’t been drinking for quite some time. After we’d had a few bottles he touched my arm.

“Hey man, I feel filthy and I’d just love to take a shower. You don’t mind, do you?”

“You live here now, so of course not!”

Leo laughed.

“I forgot, this is my home! But still, can you point me in the right direction?”

I realized I hadn’t given him a tour of the place yet. Leo took his bag as he followed me up the staircase. First I showed him his own room, where he plopped his bag down.

“This looks great, thanks so much!”

Even though the room was smaller than mine, it had a nice view and I had decorated it nicely.

I then pointed out the bathroom, and he was so excited he immediately started taking his clothes off.

“A shower is going to feel so good”, he said.

“While you freshen up, what do you say I order in some dinner?”

“That sounds great!”, he said as he got naked and turned on the shower.

I got slightly distracted. His body was even beefier than I remembered it. I could feel my cock stiffening.

“So, uhm… what are you in the mood for?”

“I don’t know… Pizza?”

“Sure…”, I started as I watched the water go down his back and over his beautifully round ass. “What would you like?”

He turned around to face me, his cock swinging back and forth. I heard his voice but the words he said weren’t registering.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Something with pepperoni, mushroom… extra cheese?”

“Absolutely, coming up!”

Before I left, I pointed out where Leo could find a fresh towel after which I reluctantly left the bathroom.

I ordered pizzas while pushing down my boner. I got myself another beer, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. After about 15 minutes I heard footsteps coming back towards the living room.

“Man, that felt good”, I heard Leo say.

I turned and saw his whole naked body in its full glory once again. His nudity was so casual and I had to pretend it didn’t have any effect on me whatsoever. It reminded me of my time in the Marine Corps. Even though I liked that Leo didn’t seem to care about being naked in front of his gay buddy, I wasn’t sure how he wanted me to act.

He must have taken out his contacts. Now he wore his glasses and nothing else, making his nudity even more casual and therefore hotter. He wandered over to the kitchen and took a bottle of beer out of the fridge.

“You’re feeling at home”, I said as I knew I could check out his bubble butt now that he was turned away from me.

Leo chuckled as he opened the bottle.

“You don’t mind, do you? Just getting comfortable.”

“Oh no problem! Consider this your house as well as mine”, I replied.

“Awesome. Thanks man.”

Leo came to sit next to me as I watched football on TV. I knew he wasn’t that interested in watching other people play sports, but he watched with me for a while. Soon enough he got distracted by the books on the coffee table. The top one was ‘Hypnotism’.

It was actually a book I’d had for quite a while. When I was young I was fascinated by hypnosis whenever it featured on a TV show. When a man got hypnotized and his face relaxed, or his eyes rolled up and he was overpowered so easily, it always turned me on, already as a teenager. The book I had bought years ago. After seeing a gay porn movie clip where a guy got hypnotized to do things, my interest was sparked again, only a few weeks back. In the clip everything was clearly acted, but it was still so hot I instantly shot my load. I wanted to see more and learn more. I’d signed up for a course and I’d retrieved the book from my closet. I hadn’t gotten too far into it yet, but it was still on top of the coffee table.

And now Leo was sitting on my sofa, nude, skimming through it.

“I didn’t know you were into this kind of stuff”, he said.

“I wasn’t”, I lied, “until recently. I think it’s quite fascinating.”

“Are you kidding me?”, he said as he turned to me, “it’s awesome!”

I smiled. Leo was into hypnosis as well, in some way.

“I signed up for a course, actually”, I admitted.

“That is so cool!”, he said as his face lit up, “do you reckon you’ll be able to hypnotize me?”

I chuckled.

“I don’t know!”

“Well, you’re reading a book about it, you must be learning some things! I’d be happy to have you trying them out on me.”

Even the thought of that turned me on. I was happy I wasn’t naked or Leo would have been able to see my cock jump.

Leo then started telling me a story about how he got hypnotized a number of years back. One of his buddies in Mississippi had learned to do hypnosis and he’d hypnotized a few of them at a party after they’d all had some drinks.

“I don’t remember most of it, I just remember it was a ton of fun and I felt great after!”

“That sounds pretty cool!”

The doorbell rang. Our pizzas were here and the topic of conversation shifted. This particular conversation lingered in my mind, however.

Leo and I continued to have a blast, drinking and talking. After I spilled some tomato sauce on my T-shirt, I also decided to get naked. I was pretty tipsy at this point and I cared less about anything. We’d seen each other naked loads of times, but the last time had been so long ago. Yet, once my clothes were off, it felt completely natural.

I asked Leo how he felt about going back to Mississippi. He seemed unsure. He was ready for a new start after what happened.

“And why not Anaheim, you know?”

I smiled. That would be awesome.

I noticed Leo was starting to feel tired. It was getting quite late, and I was happily surprised managed to stay up so long. We both walked up the staircase. Even though I was a little drunk, I was still clever enough to let Leo walk up the staircase first. His big butt walked up those stairs at my eye level and I was getting a full-on boner.

At the top of the stairs, Leo turned around.

“Thanks so much again for letting me stay here”, he said.

“I’m kinda liking having you around”, I replied.

He chuckled and gave me a hug I didn’t expect. My boner was poking him in the thigh. He may not have noticed, or decided not to mention it.

“Goodnight Dwayne”, he said as he let go of the hug and smiled.

“Goodnight!”

That night I couldn’t stop thinking about all of the visuals I’d had of Leo’s magnificent body. In the shower, in my kitchen, in the living room. Throughout my house, even on the stairs. My cock was hard as a rock. It was only then I realized I had a major crush on Leo. And maybe my feelings were stronger than ever before, because for the first time I’d been around him and I had allowed myself to feel this way.

I didn’t really know what to do with this realization just yet, as I could feel myself drifting off.

The next morning I woke up smiling. My cock was hard again. I wandered to the bathroom as my boner flopped from side to side. I noticed that Leo’s door was open by just a crack. I heard snoring. I peeked in and saw him on top of the covers, naked. His thick body was so enticing to me, my hard cock jumped up again. He had his back turned to me as he was clearly fast asleep. His meaty backside was imprinted into my mind once again.

I quickly continued walking to the bathroom, where I peed and brushed my teeth. I splashed some water on my face and walked back to my room, still naked. I could still hear Leo snoring in his room. I put on some shorts and my running shoes. I figured Leo would be out cold for a while and I went for a run.

When I got back, the house seemed empty. I took a shower and as I wandered back to my room, I could still hear snoring coming from Leo’s. I put on some underwear and went downstairs. I made some breakfast and hoped Leo would wake up before it got cold.

Just as I scooped up the scrambled eggs onto some toast, I could hear feet coming down the stairs. I looked up and Leo was there. Fully nude, with a morning erection that made me salivate.

TO BE CONTINUED…