Hypnotic Shine
by MTL Bear
A fireman orders a product through a catalog that allows him to hypnotize everyone in the firehouse.
I love catalogues. Any type, selling anything, from anywhere. And the fun thing is, once you get on a list, you get all kinds of weird catalogues. And that is how this wild weekend all began. Oh, by the way, my name is Jeff and I'm a fireman - local 999. And the things that happened at the fire station last weekend ... well ... I'm jumping the gun. Let's start at the beginning.
I knew my turn was coming up to polish all of the equipment on the fire trucks and I've never been impressed with the crap we have to use. So one day I'm looking in one of my many bizarre catalogues and I find this new polish. And the ad says something about making your metal shine so much "it's hypnotic". Of course I had no idea what they meant, but I was willing to try anything. And it wasn't too expensive, so I thought, what the hell!! The order came in a plain brown paper wrap and there was a warning inside. "Only a little polish will make you master of your universe - one application for you and one for the object will bring total domination". Weird ... but I didn't care as long as it worked. But then I thought, maybe I should try it out on something small first.
So as not to get laughed at by the others (in case it didn't work), I snuck down one night and polished a nozzle on one of the hoses. I got some of the stuff on my hand and boy did it feel strange - it didn't burn but it almost felt as if it soaked into my skin and became a part of me. The feeling passed quickly, so I thought nothing more about it. The nozzle actually looked amazing and I was very proud of my purchase. I went up to bed and was just about to lie down when the alarm went off.
We all rushed down and were out in 5 minutes. I was wondering if anyone would notice how shiny the nozzle now was. Little did I know, they would notice. It wasn't a big fire but we did have to pull out the hose. I offered to hold the nozzle so I could show it off. And then something strange happened. I'm spraying the roof of the burning warehouse and I look around and I see that a lot of the others are staring at the nozzle - as if they can't take their eyes off it. I look down and see the flames reflecting off the nozzle and thought, wow it really does shine. But I could tear my eyes away from it ... no problem.
Then I notice that everyone is now staring at the nozzle and no one is doing their work. I figured they were just teasing me - someone must have seen me polishing the nozzle and told everyone to stare at it. I finally said "Come on guys, get back to work, we have a fire to put out". And like robots they went about their duties, but every so often they would look back at the nozzle, each and every one of them.
When the fire was out, I put away the hose leaving the nozzle exposed. I climbed into the truck exhausted, resting my eyes while waiting for the others. But no one came. I finally opened my eyes and looked out to see all of the other firemen, standing around the truck, staring at the nozzle. And then something hit me, the feeling of the polish when it soaked in my skin came back to me in a flash and it made me dizzy. And then I KNEW what was happening. I stepped down from the truck and looked at all my co-workers, enthralled with the nozzle. They looked like zombies, just waiting to be told what to do.
Now, I've never considered myself gay, but I suddenly was getting a hard on. All of these big sexy men, and they were under some kind of spell. I looked at the nozzle and knew it to be true. And a little voice inside me said "you know who has the power over them all". And I did know. So I ordered them to all go back to the fire station and to wait for my command once they got there.
The trip back was mind-boggling. I had 15 men totally under my control ... it seemed impossible. What was I going to do with them? Make them crawl around like animals. Or maybe something sexual ... And what about the ones at the station who hadn't come? Would they fall under my spell if they saw the nozzle? And what about the fire chief ? Talk about a sexy older man. As I thought of the things I could make him do I got really hard. Maybe I was gay after all. I had never had sex with a man before, but the thought of it didn't repulse me ... it was actually turning me on, like I've never been turned on before.
We pulled into the station and all of the men got off and stood around the nozzle, staring blankly. What to do, what to do?! I figured it would look suspicious if I told them all to remove their clothes right then and there, so I told them go about their usual routine, but whenever they heard me say "nozzle", they would think of nothing but the nozzle and would do whatever I told them to do.
So here it is Friday night and I have 15 firemen zombies willing to do my bidding ... but how long would the control last ... and how much control did I really have? Because my new fantasies had centered around the fire chief, I decided to try a few tests on him. I got changed, unscrewed the nozzle and went to his office. Fortunately, he had stayed up late to finish up some work. I couldn't get over how sexy I suddenly found him. His big, broad shoulders, his beautiful brown eyes, and a smile that could melt butter. And his basket! I found myself wanting desperately to see what prize was inside.
As I sat down, I noticed for the first time how hairy his arms were and that tufts of hair were just peeking out over the top of his shirt. I began to wonder if that polish had seeped into my skin and turned me gay, or had it just made me more receptive to things I had always known, but was afraid to face. I felt so relieved and free at that moment, as if everything I ever wanted was within my grasp. And one thing I now knew for sure ... I wanted the fire chief.
So I sat down and told him I had a confession to make. I told him that I had bought a new polish for the equipment and I had tried it without his permission. Then I told him I wanted to show him what horrible thing had happened. He was furious, and stood up and started yelling at me as I pulled out the nozzle. But suddenly, as he stared at the nozzle, a peaceful look came over his face and he sat down, totally calm. Let the experiment begin!
I got up and locked the door and tried my first test ... I told him I found it very hot in his office and I wondered how he worked with his shirt on. Nothing happened. So the nozzle, grabs their attention, and makes them listen to commands, but it doesn't make them susceptible to suggestions. I wondered if I could change that. I thought of all the hypnosis shows I had seen and decided to try something. I told him he HAD to listen to everything I said and that everything I said was true and it must be believed. I repeated this several times and then asked him if he understood. He kept staring at the nozzle, but replied "yes". I told him when I count to three he would snap out of his trance, but that everything I said was true, and he knew that it was true. I counted three and snapped my fingers. He had a normal look on his face and was all angry again about what I had done. I then told him that he had changed his mind and he liked the polish. Suddenly he was just raving about the shine on the nozzle. Then, for a change of pace, I told him that his chair was suddenly very hot. He jumped out of the chair, looking quite surprised.
After telling him to sit down again I said I wanted to ask some questions and that he had to tell me the truth, whether he wanted to or not. I then asked him if he ever had sex with men. He said never. I then asked him if he ever "thought" about having sex with men. He didn't seem to want to answer but he finally said, "all the time". My dick sprang to life. And then I asked a very crucial question , "Have you ever thought about having sex with me?" Again he hesitated but then again he replied "almost every day". I asked him if his wife knew about these thoughts he had and he said "most definitely not. I don't want her to think I'm some kind of queer". So he was homophobic, but he had queer fantasies. That's when the fun began! I asked him to tell me what he fantasizes about me and then to show me what he meant. I was so aroused it was driving me crazy. Here was this huge, masculine man, telling me about the nasty thoughts he had ... about ME ... and then we lived out one of those fantasies. Here's how it went ...
Everyone except me is asleep and I come down to the kitchen in my boxers (he knew that I slept in boxers ... funny what "straight" men notice) to get a drink. He hears me and asks me to come into his office, since he too couldn't sleep. He offers me a drink and I accept. The drink is very strong, but I drink it all down. He tells me how he's noticed that I've been going to the gym, as my body has shaped up since he hired me six months earlier. But, he says, I look a little tense, and he offers to give me a neck massage. The booze is starting to kick in so I accept. He's doing an amazing job and I'm so relaxed it's unreal. Then suddenly his hands slip and he's massaging my pecs. I'm too relaxed and drunk to complain. He stops and I finally look around to see what he's doing and I notice he too is now only in his boxers, and what tight boxers they are too. And what was that huge bulge. Next thing I know he, picks me up and turns me around and pulls down my boxers. I am amazed by the hair on his chest and I fixate on one of his nipples, surrounded by hair, as he starts rubbing my ever-enlarging dick. I can't control my urges any longer, I reach out and start playing with his chest hair - it's so soft and there's so much of it. I squeeze his nipple and he groans. We then have the most wild passionate jerk-off either of us has had and we both cum together in buckets all over his office.
... I couldn't believe what had happened. And the entire time I kept telling him to do what he wanted and not hold back ... and boy did he want to have sex with me! My head was swimming with amazing ideas. If I could get the straight, very masculine, fire chief to jerk me off, what else could I get people to do? As fate would have it, I would soon find out. After we both got dressed and I told him he would not be able to tell anyone about what had happened, there was a knock on the door. The chief grabbed some paper towels, wiped up most of the cum and opened the door.
It was my least favourite co-worker, Randy. He had attitude for days and the looks to go with it. He was there to complain about the other men, something he did all the time. He said they were acting very weird since they came back from the warehouse fire. Suddenly, an idea sprung into my head. I can honestly say this guy didn't do anything for me (sexually speaking), but I was thrilled by the thought of making him a sex slave. I grabbed the nozzle and shoved it in front of his face. In the middle of spewing out some nasty comment, his face suddenly went blank. I told the fire chief to lock the door again and told the Randy to sit down. I asked the chief to tell me more of his fantasies about men, especially if he had any about domination. He did and soon it was happening right in front of me.
The chief said he always had wanted someone who would lick him from head to toe. But the slave had to start with him, the master, being totally dressed, first. That way the slave would have to lick his boots, and his dick through his pants and his armpits through his shirt. With a bit of fast talking, Randy was soon licking the fire chief like there was no tomorrow. And even though Randy didn't turn me on, seeing him be totally submissive made me get hard all over again. I was enthralled when the chief took off his shirt and Randy went crazy over his hairy chest. Needless to say I started to jerk off. It was fun having my own live porno show going on right in front of me.
When they were both naked, I joined in and the three of us came and came! Then I made them dress and forget everything that had happened. But now I had a mission and it was on to the rest of the firemen. I was exhausted but I decided to do one thing before I got some sleep. I called everyone in the station together saying I had an announcement from the fire chief. When I had their undivided attention I pulled out the nozzle and said "look at this nozzle!". Those that had already seen it glazed over immediately. The others were kind of baffled by what I was doing until one by one they looked at the nozzle. Then I made the announcement.
"The chief feels that you're all too tense and that comes from wearing clothes. So from now on, whenever you're in the station you will remove all of your clothing and not feel embarrassed by it. And if any of you feel that you could help each other to relax, whatever it is, even if it's of a sexual nature, you will all be very willing to help each other out! But of course, if there is a fire alarm, everyone will respond as quickly as possible"
Then I went to bed. But I was looking forward to what I would find when I awoke. After having had such great sex, I didn't wake up until the next morning. And what did I find? A full-fledged orgy. And to my enjoyment, the fire chief had joined in. There were naked bodies, hard dicks and flesh galore. But again I fixated on the chief. I wanted to fuck that sexy bastard like nothing else. And guess what ... I did!!
That was last weekend. I hear the wives are complaining that their men are coming home after their shift at the fire station and not wanting sex. I guess I'm to blame. I really feel bad .... NOT!!! And on Monday I got a great idea! I ordered a movie quality camera from one of my catalogues. I plan to film as much as I can when I get it. Of course it may take a while before I get good at it.
So, if you're ever in a porno store and see a video entitled "Station 999", just know that all the men in it are real firemen, and all the scenes were a hell of a lot of fun to set up. Also, I'm thinking of taking my nozzle down to the 99th precinct. I'm sure the policemen there would love to see how it shines. And I figure, hey, you can never have enough great quality porn of men in ... and out ... of uniform!!! Am I right?!!!!
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