O’Melissokomos
The Bee Keeper

Everybody Needs a Little T.L.C.

by MTL Bear

In life … you can plot and scheme and try to manipulate things all you want. And sometimes things work out in your favour but most times they do not. The amount of time wasted rarely is worth the outcome. But when events go much better than you could have ever planned … then you see how sometimes things should be left to fate.

Take my last vacation … a week in San Francisco and a week in L.A. … I was off for some California fun !!! The first week flew by … San Francisco is such a great place to visit. In contrast, my visit to L.A. was turning out to be a waste of planning and scheming just after two days. What with the smog warnings and a shooting on the walk of fame and someone trying to torch the Hollywood sign and Knott’s Berry Farm being closed because of a bomb threat … I was worried how the next 5 days would turn out. I was kind of sorry I hadn’t booked two weeks in San Francisco!!!

So there I was … my second night in L.A. and I was going to stay holed up in my hotel room once more. The hotel clerk had put the fear of “L.A.” into me on my arrival by first admonishing me for not renting a car and then going on and on about how rampant crime was around the hotel … “It’s very dangerous around here at night … best not to leave after 8”. When I ran across the street to get a burger my first night, the clerk informed me, on my return, that the restaurant delivered and the delivery boy carried a gun. He wanted to know “Why did you risk your life for a burger?”

The problem this night …my second … was I was horny … and from one of my guide books I knew there was a “bear” bar on the same street as the hotel. (I actually chose the hotel because there were several “gay” bars on the same street.) Finally, I said to myself … “What the hell ! There must be somebody walking their dog or something” and got dressed and left my room quite quietly … forgetting the guidebook on the bed. I snuck out the side entrance to avoid being harassed by the clerk and hurried in the direction I was pretty sure the “bear” bar was located. It was actually quite scary and a much longer walk than I had expected (I know … EVERYONE drives in L.A.) Every yard I passed had motion sensors and bright lights lit up my path all the way to the bar. It didn’t help that there was a helicopter overhead shining its bright beacon a few streets away. But I finally found a bar whose name rang a bell and I entered … happy to be alive.

When I looked around it occurred to me that this was the strangest “bear” bar I’d ever been in. I was most definitely not like the rest of the clientele. They were all quite young and clean shaven. I, in complete contrast, was big, bearded and hairy-chested. I ordered a drink and sat down at one of the empty tables. When I looked up I saw a hunk staring right at me … smiling. He had a 5 o’clock shadow so he, like me, didn’t seem to fit the bar. But what really impressed me was his body … it was big and beefy. And yet it didn’t look like a gym body … it was muscular but not from weights. He also had the most beautiful eyes and the most infectious smile.

He walked over and said “Tourist.” I asked, “How can you tell?”. He replied “The bear bar is 3 blocks farther down … you entered the wrong bar. But don’t get me wrong … I really like bears … I was on my way there since my friends have gone home … but now I don’t have to.” I smiled back at him and thanked him and told him my name, he told me his. He said, “I really don’t like coming here at all … there’s never anyone to cruise … but my friends insist so I put up with looking at skinny, hairless, pretty boys for them.” I wanted to say something smart and clever but unfortunately all that came out was “I, myself, that is, I mean, I like beefy guys … big beefy guys like you … and … hypnosis.”

I don’t know what had possessed me to blurt that out. Even if both statements were true, (I had been putting people into trance since I was 14) I usually didn’t mention my interest until I had found out how the person felt about the topic. I was very relieved when he said “Really … I’ve been fascinated by hypnosis for a long time too … but I’ve never been able to find a guy I’d like to go under for … until now.” After picking my jaw up off the floor I asked “Fascinated … how ? In what way ?” He smiled and said … “I always wondered what it would be like to become someone’s sex slave … to do as master commanded … with no free will of my own.”

As my dick hardened I smiled and said “That can be arranged.” He smiled back and I thought I had died and gone to heaven. “I live quite close … why don’t you come over and see what you can do. I want you to try your best to put me under and make me bow to your will. But I warn you … I have a strong mind so you might not succeed.” At this I smiled even more. He had no idea who he was dealing with.

I stated very matter-of-factly “A strong mind and a strong beefy body … such a nice combination. But trust me when I tell you that I have never failed to put someone under … if I really want to. And with you … I REALLY want YOU to go UNDER for ME. I’ll have you DEEP in TRANCE in no time. Why most people don’t even realize they are bending to my WILL with the mention of just one word. Once I say the word RELAX most people keep saying it OVER and OVER again in their head until they finally do … RELAX that is!” I watched him very closely. This is one of my little tests to see how suggestible someone is. After a moment or two my hunk pulled out a chair and sat down … looking very relaxed. He seemed a bit distracted … like he was busy repeating a certain word over and over again in his mind. I smiled as my dick got super hard.

I told him that I thought it was time to go to his place and he got up with difficulty and walked slowly to his car. By the time we reached his place his eyes were blinking and I was happy I hadn’t mentioned anything about sleeping … or we would surely have had an accident. He walked very lethargically to the apartment and opened the door and walked directly to the sofa and sat down … deeply relaxed.

I had seen this happen once before. The subject had thought a lot about hypnosis … probably watching anything he could on the topic. And now he met someone who could do it to him so he totally accepted the idea of letting go … of going under for me. Thank goodness I’m a good person … because a bad one would have been able to take advantage of this sweet, sexy guy. I didn’t want his money … just his body !!!!

He offered me a drink but I had to get it myself because he said he would get it only after he had sat for a few more minutes. I asked if he had any hobbies or sports that he liked and he said … mainly tennis and skydiving. I had found my “in” … I knew at once how to get this man very deep.

“Skydiving … really ….” I said as I forced myself into a very soothing monotone, “how interesting. I’ve always wondered what it feels like. At first there must be a real rush when you jump out of the plane but then after the parachute opens it must feel so peaceful … drifting down … with nothing under your feet to prevent you from going down … down … dropping down … down … down … floating … down … feeling relaxed as you watch the ground below … the cool breeze caressing your face as you RELAX and sink deeper and deeper … falling down … floating down … drifting down … knowing the parachute will hold you safe … so you can RELAX and LET GO of all your worries ... just drifting down … falling down … floating down … no problems as you feel your body float on the wind like a leaf … just falling into a deep relaxing place where nothing matters and you feel safe and secure … and RELAXED … and as you drift down you know you’d feel so much better if you just closed your eyes and let go … let go of all your tension … let go of all your worries … let go of all your problems … closing your eyes and drifting down … into total RELAXATION … into a place where my voice is the only thing that matters … my voice … like your parachute keeps you safe and won’t let anything bad happen to you … down … deeper … relaxed … floating … letting go … totally relaxed and listening to my voice … my comforting voice … knowing that everything I say is true … you KNOW that every word that I say is true and you accept the fact that my voice makes you relax more and more with every word I speak … that’s right your eyes are shut now and it feels so good and RELAXING and you float into a place of total relaxation … a place where nothing is important but the sound of my voice … where my words make you feel even more relaxed than you already are … a place that you want to come back to again and again. And you can come back here … whenever you want … and you WILL come back here … whenever I say the word PARACHUTE … you will feel yourself falling down into this place of relaxation and calm. The word PARACHUTE, uttered by ME, will be so powerful for you that you must stop whatever it is you are doing and sit down and let go … letting yourself float back to this wonderful restful place.”

I could tell he was a very good subject. He was in a very, very deep state of trance and it was only our first attempt. I was pleased and turned on like you wouldn’t believe. I think he was pleased as well since there was quite a big bulge in his pants. It seems I had found someone I was going to have a lot of fun with. Little did I know what fate had in store for me.

I went back to my totally entranced subject “As you listen very carefully to my words you will find the air around you is getting warmer and warmer. Every word I speak makes your upper body feel hotter and hotter. It’s uncomfortable but not unpleasant.” I smiled as he started to squirm. “As you sit there and feel the heat grow stronger around you, you know that the only way to get relief will be to remove your t-shirt.”

“With each of my words you realize that to ease this uncomfortable feeling you need only remove your shirt and …” Suddenly, to my surprise, he sat up, whipped off his t-shirt and laid back down into a relaxing position on the sofa with a smile of relief on his face. I was surprised because it usually took a lot more to get my subjects shirtless … one of my favourite ways I like my subjects to be. I really have a thing for hairy chests … nice big, beefy, hairy chests and with no shirt I was able to look at it. And boy did I look at him. His chest was totally covered in a thick mat of black hair. But not the bristly kind … the soft, gentle chest hair that really drives me wild.

I was so pleased with my new subject I wanted to see what I could do with him. “On the count of three you will find you are totally awake and aware of your surroundings but you will also find that every time I make a suggestion you will follow it without question. You will do whatever I suggest and it will feel so good to do it … that you’ll want me to suggest more things for you to do. Do you understand?” My subject said “yes” but it was the “yes” of a man so deeply and totally in trance that I was pleased once more. “On the count of three then, you will be awake and aware and feeling totally refreshed … but totally willing to follow any suggestion I make, without question. One … feeling more and more aware … two … leaving that totally wonderful place of relaxation but knowing you can go back whenever you hear me say the word PARACHUTE and … three … totally awake … aware … and refreshed.

He sat up and looked around. He seemed a bit confused. “When did we come to my place?” he asked. “Weren’t we just sitting in the bar?” I was again very pleased … I hadn’t told him to forget anything that had happened … because if he did, it showed that he had really been very deep. I smiled and said “You were a little drunk so I offered to drive you home and you nodded off and I waited for you to wake up.” He suddenly realized he was shirtless. “Where’s my shirt ?” he asked as he looked around for it. I didn’t want to tell him I had hidden it for me to take home later. “You had spilt beer on it and I took it off and threw it in the laundry room.” He looked a bit shocked. “Really ? I don’t usually drink beer and I don’t have a laundry room.” I laughed as I said “Well I suggest you forget all about it and concentrate on us.” He looked and me and said “Whatever you say.” That’s what I like to hear.

“So … are you going to try and hypnotize me ? I really want to know what it feels like … and to see if it really works. I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to put me under. When you see it on TV the person always seems a bit stupid. And I’m not stupid.” I was mad. “It actually takes a very smart person to go very deep. But let’s not talk about that. I suggest you put on some music and show me how you would dance if you were an erotic dancer.” He simply said “OK.” and walked over to his stereo, put on some music and suddenly turned into what I would have paid lots of money for. He was a good dancer. And he knew how to use his body to entice me. He undid his belt in such a sexy way that I thought I was going to explode. I hadn’t said anything about being a stripper … but for him I guess that’s what an exotic dancer did. Next thing I know he was taking everything off and had his back to me and was lowering his underwear showing me his amazing buns. I yelled out “PARACHUTE” and he walked over to the sofa, sat down and went into trance once more. It took me a few minutes to calm down … trust me on that.

For me hypnosis is about control … but it’s also about giving the subject something as well. After I had calmed down sufficiently, (my hard-on was a little less close to popping), I told him that he would be able to speak clearly and that he would be able to tell me one of his favourite sexual fantasies. Let me tell you … I was very shocked to hear what it was.

He started right away “The host and the boss and I are working late and I am so horny that they spot my hard-on and they joke about it and then they suddenly start groping each other in front of the camera to make fun of me and I can’t do anything but watch through the lens and suddenly they actually start to realize they like what’s happening and they start having real sex and they finally tell me to put down the camera and join them.”

At that moment I knew I had forgotten to ask him what he did for a living. So I asked. And he told me “I’m a camera man.” That answered a few questions. I continued “Do you work in movies or TV?” He replied “I work in TV … for that station will all the renovation shows. I am a cameramen for one of their most popular shows … the car fix up show. I am one of the two hand-held camera operators. The host and the boss often stay late and ask me to film them. It drives me crazy and I usually come home and jerk off.” I thought “That’s why he was so muscular! Those cameras are very heavy.” But then my mind switched to “Car fix up show … car fix up show.” I was trying to think of all the shows on that channel. I knew the home improvement shows, and the wedding/baby shows … but the car fix up show? Almost all of them had a host but I couldn’t remember any with someone I would consider the boss. I finally had to ask “What are the boss and host’s names ?” He said “Chap and Chris.”

Once again my jaw was on the floor. I had watched many an episode where the two of them (both hairy-chested men) would have fun pulling pranks on the person whose car they had stolen … which was to be fixed up. Chris, especially, was in uniform a lot and was very hot. (I love a man in uniform.) And Chap was just a totally sexy straight guy. I couldn’t believe it. I was in L.A. and I was with a man who was totally in trance … and he knew two men I had watched on TV for years. (watched and jerked off to!!!) There is no way I could have plotted, schemed or manipulated this on my own. I looked up to the heavens and said “Thank you.” I started to think of a way that I could get their autographs … maybe a picture with them … but then my mind got devious. I always prided myself on giving my subjects the fantasy they wanted … the problem is I wanted this one too. But how … HOW ?

I asked when he worked next and he said he was off for tonight only and that he had four nights of work ahead of him. I asked if he thought he would have to work late with his boss and the host any of the upcoming nights and he said it was more than likely. It was then and there that I decided that L.A. was turning out to be a lot more fun than San Francisco. But I needed time to think about what to do … and yet I had no time. I was also horny as hell and I couldn’t think straight with my dick pounding as hard as ever. First things first. I asked my subject which movie/TV star drove him crazy sexually and he said “The guy from that TV show set in Queens. He is so hot !!!”

So he really was into bears!!! I told him to open his eyes on the count of 3 and he would find that star standing in front of him, wanting to have sex. Let me tell you did we have fun that night. And I really didn’t mind that he kept calling me Kevin … at 285 pounds it’s nice to be found sexy once in a while !!!!

Now that we had both shot our loads … several times each … I was able to concentrate on the task at hand. How was I going to make my subject’s fantasy become a reality … and how could I get to watch? I went through so many scenarios it made my head spin … “I was his cousin from out west who was a hypnotist and who wanted to come see a taping of the show” ... (that was fine but how could I suddenly start trying to see if they were good subjects and how could I do it if there were other people around) … “I was a reporter doing a story on how stars were turning to hypnosis to relax and not worry about the press” (this one was just stupid) … “I was a friend who wanted them to fix up another friend’s car” (this was more plausible … but how could I bring up the topic of hypnosis). This went on for hours until the solution finally came to me. It was the only way. I tried to think of others but nothing seemed to work as well. It was the only one out of them all that really made sense. But would I be able to do it ? Would it work? With only four days to try … I had to get started.

For the next few hours … while he was deep in trance … I started to teach my subject how to become an amazing hypnotist like myself. I figured … since they worked late some nights … and it was just the three of them … that at one point he could start talking about how tired they both looked and how they needed to relax. Coming from him and not me … they would probably listen … and hopefully obey. We both fell asleep that night with a lot on our minds. He was trying very hard to remember all the things to look for to see if a subject was going under … and I was thinking of what I would do if we got caught … how could I possibly explain this to the police … or at least to the television studio security guards!!!

We worked very hard the next morning until I couldn’t take it and had to see his sexy body all over again. We had just both shot our loads when the doorbell rang. When my cameraman looked out the window he said it was his friend. He usually came over for lunch and sex and then they would both go to work … the friend would go back to work and my cameraman would start his work day. I suddenly got an idea. To see how far my student had come, I told him he must try and hypnotize his friend as quickly as possible and get him deep into trance. That way I would know if there were areas that needed some last minute tweaking before he left. I realized that the chances of my cameraman being alone with the host and the boss on the first night were slim but I wanted him prepared.

I hid in the bedroom as the friend came in. He was right when he said he really liked bears … this guy was my exact twin. But I must admit he was a bit beefier … he obviously went to the gym much more than me. He had a nice face … beautiful beard and a very nice ass. All in all it would be fun watching him go under. Fun and erotic. My cameraman offered his friend a drink and they both sat on the sofa. I was listening very closely to see if my cameraman’s technique was good. I was impressed.

First he just started with everyday chit chat but then he suddenly switched to describe a show he had seen on his channel. He said it was about how everyone was so tense these days and that we all needed to find more ways to relax. His friend totally agreed and my cameraman said that’s why he had started to take yoga. The friend seemed surprised and asked what the classes were like. My cameraman insisted that his friend didn’t want to hear about that. But the friend pushed and said “Please … tell me all about it. I feel so tense these days at work that I may join you. At that my cameraman smiled. He had his “in”.

I positioned myself in a way that I could now watch the induction and still not be seen by the friend. I wanted to pay close attention to everything my cameraman said and I wanted to see what he did as well. If the friend got up and went to the bathroom I would be caught … but I was hoping he wouldn’t. My cameraman lowered his voice to the smooth monotone we had been practicing. He said calmly “The room is very dimly lit. There aren’t many lights on at all. Let me show you.” He got up and turned off all the lights and closed all the curtains in the apartment. He returned to his friend. “You get the idea.” The friend said “even just that makes you want to relax.” My cameraman jumped on that “Exactly. Right from the start that’s all you want to do is RELAX and be calm. Yoga is all about being RELAXED and SERENE. So … how can I explain this? I know. Close your eyes and picture this. Everyone is on the floor sitting relaxing when the leader comes in. And what he says goes something like this …”

The next thing I heard was “When you open your eyes, the naked man in front of you will turn you on so much that you will be unable to control yourself and you will have the most amazing sex with him for the new porno that you were hired to be in. But this will be different. All of those other porno movies you’ve done … you were acting. You’re so happy that finally they got you someone you really find attractive. Someone you really want to have sex with. Now remember, you must always be conscious of where the camera is … you want all of your fans to see why you’re a star. Also, you know you cannot cum until the cameraman yells out “CUM NOW”. Do you understand ?” I said “Yes” but I swear someone else said it at the same time … but it wasn’t THE VOICE. The VOICE continued “on the count of 3 then you will open your eyes and the porno will begin. 1 … 2… 3.”

I opened my eyes to see the most sexy man in the world doing the same. He looked familiar … but I figured I had just seen him in all his porno movies and now I was finally going to be able to work with him. We were both naked and let me tell you my dick shot up like a rocket. And so did his. The cameraman was to my right so I made sure he got a shot of my dick … my 8 inch thick dick. My porno partner’s dick was not as long and thick but it was still very hot. We had the most amazing sex together and the entire time we kept hearing the cameraman yelling … “Great” … “Keep it up” … “Good move” … “Let me see that dick again.” It seemed like this scene would go on forever but suddenly the cameraman yelled “CUM NOW” and we both started shooting far and all over the place. The next thing I heard was “YOU NEED TO RELAX” and nothing more.

I slowly opened my eyes to see the cameraman with a very big grin on his face. I was surprised to see I was sitting on the sofa and that the friend was not around. My cameraman smiled back and said … “So … how did I do ?” I was stumped. I tried to think very hard about what had happened. I was in the doorway of the bedroom and he and his friend were on the sofa and then … nothing. It was a very strange sensation. I answered honestly “I’m not really sure.” He laughed and said “Teacher, it looks like you taught me too well. And now the teacher becomes the student.” I had no idea what he was talking about. He continued “It ends up that my friend was a very good subject. He went under very quickly and was very deep. But oddly enough … you were a much better subject … you went even deeper than him. You displayed all of the signs that you told me about a person who is very, very deep”. I looked at him like he was crazy. “You did not just hypnotize me.” I said. “Oh really?” he replied. “Then why is it you’re naked on my couch and jerking that wonderful dick of yours.” I looked down and saw he was right. And I didn’t even know I had been doing it. He smiled and said “REMEMBER EVERYTHING.” And suddenly it all came back to me. How I thought his induction was good … very good. How I found that his words were making me very relaxed. How his friend and I had become porno stars. How the friend had left for work in a cab, a very happy man. How he had made me sit on a towel on his sofa and start to jerk off.” All I could say was “Congratulations. You pass. Now do the same for the boss and the host and your fantasy can come true.”

“Our fantasy.” he said “You were very willing to answer any question I asked.” I was puzzled. “I don’t remember that.” He smiled saying “well … actually when I said REMEMBER EVERYTHING … I made it so that you would remember everything that I wanted you to. I still have a few triggers that I don’t want you to know about. And now I really have to go to work. So LISTEN TO ME … you will have a nice long hot shower and then you will eat something for lunch and then you will go and fall into a deep sleep on my bed waiting for my phone call. I have laid out your clothes and my friend has left his car so you will be able to get to the studio quickly if tonight is the night. If not, you will eat supper and fall back asleep until I return from work. Now OBEY ME.” I felt compelled to say “Yes Master.” And I went to have my shower. The rest of the afternoon is still a blur.

The phone rang and I woke up and quickly ran to get it. I heard the words “LISTEN TO ME” and suddenly I felt very calm and relaxed. THE VOICE said “Tonight is not the night but it looks like tomorrow night might be. During a break I got to practice a little more and I was able to put the security guard under. He told me he would be working tomorrow and I knew it would help if he was under my control. Go make yourself a nice supper and I will be back in two hours. In just under two hours you will get up and go to my bedroom closet. There is a big box in the bottom on the right full of my old Halloween costumes you will pick one that you find sexy and you will greet me knowing you ARE what you are dressed as … a pirate … a gladiator … and that you are making another porno … this time it will be a solo performance. Do you understand?” I said “Yes master” and hung up the phone. The rest of the evening and most of the next day are a bit unclear in my memory.

The phone rang and woke me from my dreams. My dreams of my cameraman and the wonderful times we had been having together. I would hypnotize him and he would hypnotize me and the sex was awesome. This was turning out to be the best vacation ever. But then it got kicked up a notch. After answering the phone and hearing “LISTEN TO ME.” I knew I had to get dressed as quickly as possible and to hurry to the building where the car fix-ups were done. The directions were burned into my memory and as I drove to the location … a feeling of excitement and arousal starting to rise in me. How many shows had I watched and thought … I would love to watch the two of them having sex. How many times had I hoped they would do one of their pranks dressed in bathing suits. How many times when Chris was dressed as a policeman did I have to whip out my dick and jerk off. And NOW I was going to meet them in person. I was going to see them naked or at least I hoped so. My heart was pounding a mile a minute.

The parking lot was very empty at this hour and I was able to park quite close to the main entrance. The security guard looked at me and his eyes glazed over when I said I was here to visit my friend the cameraman. He said “Follow me.” And lead me down a long corridor to a big door. “He’s in there” he pointed and then walked back to his post with a huge smile on his face … and a huge erection as well. It was funny but he seemed familiar … as if I had had sex with him recently … like this morning … but I knew that wasn’t true. My mind was playing tricks on me. He was a very sexy man in uniform, who was exactly my type and I was just projecting.

I was about to open the door but I stopped. What if it hadn’t worked? What if the boss and the host were terrible subjects and the cameraman was unable to put them under? I decided I should have a story ready just in case. I was a friend from out of town … just in for the night and I really wanted to see where my friend worked and I really wanted to meet the two of them. It sounded good … so I took a deep breath and I opened the door and entered.

My heart skipped a beat. It was the room you always see on TV where they reveal the finished car. Most of the lights were off except for some in the far corner … where I could just make out three people. Two of them were sitting … actually slouched over in chairs and one was standing up. As I walked over I could see everything had gone off very well. My cameraman was smiling at me as I approached. I could see he had a huge hard-on making a bulge in his pants. My dick was doing the same and he smiled when he saw it.

He said “I’d like to present Chap and Chris … unfortunately they seem to be relaxing right now.” I looked down and saw that both were dressed as police officers. I asked “And how come they’re dressed like that?” He smiled. “I know how much you like men in uniform so I thought I’d make your night.” I was surprised “I don’t remember telling you about my uniform fetish.” He laughed. “Hey ... the way you were all over the security guard this morning … I didn’t need you to tell me.” From the surprised look on my face he knew I must have been confused. “So I have met that guard before. I thought he looked familiar.” My cameraman smiled and said “That’s not important. I just need you to LISTEN TO ME.”

I opened my eyes and found I was being held on either side by two policemen. I couldn’t remember what I had done but when I looked at their faces I knew what was up. I recognized them immediately and knew that cameras must be taping the whole thing. And I was sure my friend whose car had been stolen was somewhere nearby watching so I knew I had to play it up. But I also knew these two guys made me very hot … so I got this crazy idea to do something that would sure improve the ratings for their show with the gay audience. “Hey guys … I didn’t steal my friend’s car. How about I just suck you both off and we forget about the whole thing.” They looked at each other and then said “Sure … why not.” They released me and pushed me to the ground facing them. Slowly but surely both Chap and Chris lowered their zippers.

Chap reached in first and pulled out a monster dick. I was on it in seconds and boy was this a fantasy come true. As I sucked, he slowly but surely and seductively undid his shirt. When he pulled it back he revealed a very hairy, sexy chest that drove me wild. The whole time Chris was jerking off watching me suck off his boss. I was half expecting him to look at the camera and say “Turn it off”, but he didn’t. Now the cameraman was right there taking close-ups of me and Chap. It was so hot I thought I would explode. I whipped off my shirt and pulled down my pants and started jerking my big swollen cock. When Chris saw it, he was down on his belly sucking like a banshee. I looked over and saw that while the cameraman was filming, he was still able to use his free hand to rub his own crotch. Wow … I had never been so turned on in my life!

Chap was moaning and groaning so I knew he was about to shoot. I worked on his cock even harder and my efforts were rewarded. He suddenly yelled out and shot a huge load in my mouth. I swallowed every bit of it … his wife wasn’t the only one who was going to taste that sweet sperm. He stepped back from me, totally removed all of his clothing and then sat down in a chair that was nearby. His head bowed down and it looked like he had fallen asleep. I thought that was kind of odd but I was too horny to care. Now I could turn my attention to Chris.

I stood up and it was amazing but Chris was able to keep sucking my cock. I reached down and pried Chris from my cock and brought his mouth to mine. Chap was very sexy but Chris was more my type … more of the type of guy I like to kiss. We started kissing and we just couldn’t stop. Tongues intertwined … saliva was exchanged … dicks were jerked. Kissing usually makes me cum quite quickly but for some reason I couldn’t today … it was as if I were waiting for something. I undid Chris’ shirt and threw it to the ground. The minute my hands touched his nipples his moaning increased two-fold. I continued to play with them as he jerked off our dicks. Suddenly he unlocked lips and let out a scream as he shot his load all over my body. And still I couldn’t cum. Seeing another guy shoot like that has always put me over the edge. And yet … nothing.

Like Chap before him, Chris removed all his remaining clothes, sat down in another nearby chair and appeared to go to sleep as well. I seemed to be playing people out. It was very erotic to see the two of them naked and sleeping. I told myself to ask the cameraman later for a copy of what just happened. I’d like to see that again.

Suddenly there was yelling and a very sexy man in uniform was running over to the cameraman and me. He looked like a security guard. “What the hell is going on here ?”, he bellowed. I said matter-of-factly, “I’m just having sex with anyone in a uniform … care to be my next hot guy.” He looked at me and said “Sure, why not”. Before I knew it, his hard dick was out and his uniform shirt was open to reveal a nice hairy belly and chest. I was on my knees in a heart beat and sucking on that cock like it was the last thing I would ever do. Unlike the other two … who were just dressed in uniforms … this guy was for real … and that turned me on even more. Before I knew it, both he and I were on the edge of shooting and yet we both couldn’t. Suddenly the cameraman yelled. “Shoot now” and we both shot like we never had before. My whole body shook with the release as did the security guard’s.

As we both caught our breaths he zipped up and walked slowly away as if he hadn’t seen or done anything at all. I looked at the cameraman and suddenly I had such a warm fuzzy feeling inside. I just wanted to hug him … and thank him … and I wasn’t sure why. He put the camera on a tripod and said “Now it’s my turn” … and suddenly the other two were awake and the four of us were having amazing sex! It lasted all night !

I still watch the tape my cameraman made for me. I think it is one of the hottest porno tapes I own. And I’M in it !!! I just wish I could remember who the other men in the tape were. I’ve tried to show it to friends but whenever they come over it just seems to vanish … I can’t see it anywhere. And as soon as they go it shows up again. I talk to my cameraman friend on-line all the time … but it’s funny … I don’t remember a lot of our conversations. I do know that he keeps thanking me for the wonderful gift I gave him. Beats me as to what it was … I don’t remember buying him a thing. I plan to go visit him again soon. He’s changed jobs … he’s now working on a home makeover show, but on the same TV channel. I hope he can introduce me to everyone. Last time it made for a very memorable trip.

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