Didn’t we?” He comes up to us as the last of the audience is rising to their feet in applause. “You’ve all been a great audience,” the hypnotist announces as he begins snapping people out of their trances. “We had a great time. Eric marvels up at his handsome new husband in a blissful daze, running his soft fingers down my square jaw. A few members of the audience catch glimpses of the erection straining down my thigh, but there are more awestruck whispers than giggles about that part. I scoop my hands under Eric and rise up from my chair, lifting him into my arms with a goofy, gleeful grin as I strut about the stage. He acts reluctant, but he’s grinning when he instructs, “You’ve just gotten married. When he returns to stand beside us, he lets the audience goad him on. All the while, a younger man quacks like a duck between four apparently sleeping people. A group of friends obliviously shred on air guitars. He wanders the stage, making a man walk on all fours like a dog while his wife walked him with an invisible leash. When the hypnotist gives me an instruction, it feels like a compulsion, an aching desire I never even think of ignoring. Part of me knows it’s all an act, a joke, but it feels so real. The audience enjoyed the buildup, the decline of inhibition in two men with clashing wedding rings and families at home. It had started small-sit a little closer, put your arm around him, whisper in his ear. Unseen in my jeans, prodding against Eric in my lap, my manhood stands at unfailing attention. My tongue is pummeling Eric’s mouth into submission when a man puts his hand on me and says into a microphone, “You’re both frozen in place.” The room fills with applause as my muscles tighten in place, stilled tongue dripping saliva down my friend’s throat.
I engulf his lips in a kiss worthy of fairy tales, and the crowd chortles and jeers. My arms squeeze his petite frame, crushed against my burly chest.
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My fingers tease under his belt, full buttocks berthed in my lap. My hand grasps his neck, tilted back to gaze up at me.
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