Catch-up: Hetero Gary was tricked into drinking a beer with some kind of hypnotic potion, and fed subliminal messages that turned him into a cocksucker, with special 'command' words. He services many and continues his adventures manning a glory hole. Read chapters 1 & 2 for details. Also, this is a mind control story, I felt it belonged in the 'Gay Male' category
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As Gary sat in the video booth sipping Corona, he tried to take small sips, so as not to kill the aftertaste of that wonderful candy he had earlier. Strange, he didn't remember where the candy came from, but he was embarrassed he forgot. He was forgetful sometimes.
He sat back and gazed at the porno playing on the TV. A large black man was pummeling a blonde on all fours from behind, and one feeding his pole to her face, while holding on to her ears. He was uninterested, but strangely enough, he felt somehow connected to the blonde being throat-fucked. He tried to remember why this was, but the thoughts just seemed to skip on by.
Gary heard the door open again.
He heard two sets of footsteps approaching the booth behind him, and some quiet discussion. He recognized one of the voices as the short curly-haired man from earlier. Funny he had just barely met this short man, yet he felt as though he knew him better--trying to remember, the thoughts flew away again, and he just shook his head.
"Yup, trust me, you won't be disappointed," he heard the short man say.
"I better not be!" he heard the other man say.
The other man sounded like a black man, and sure enough, glancing through the hole behind him, Gary saw a black man in sporty shorts sit down.
He slipped his shorts down as he sat, and his cock was huge. Gary locked away, embarrassed that he even looked.
"Hold on dude--this ain't gonna work, I'm too big!" Gary heard the black man say as he approached the hole in the wall, holding up his huge cock.
"Okay, okay, no problem. Hang on" the short man said, as they both walked out of the booth, and around the back towards the center. They came around the corner, and opened up the door to Gary's booth.
"Gary, I need to let this gentleman use the booth--he is too bi--um, he needs this booth." the short guy said, as Gary got up.
Gary was a bit uncomfortable in a room with a naked black man with his huge cock just hanging there. It had to be at least ten inches long, and it was soft!
"No problem, I will go to the booth in the back." Gary said and headed for the door.
"No, hang on a sec. I need your help for a sec." the short man said.
The black man sat down on the stool, and the short man winked at him, and headed out.
"I'll be right back." he said as he closed the door behind him, leaving Gary alone with the black 'horse'.
Gary looked straight at the floor. The black man grinned.
"I'm Wayne. Gary is it?" he said.
"Uh hum?" Gary answered, and looked up.
"Gary, ain't this a nice cock? Have you seen one this big?" he asked, grinning, holding it up by the head, stretching it up to his chest.
"No Wayne, that is giant. Biggest I've seen. Mine is tiny." Gary said with a grin, relaxing a bit, now that the ice was broken.
"I think you'll like it" he said, as he let it drop, and it almost hit the floor.
Gary was puzzled. This poor gentleman must have thought that he was gay or something. For a second, Gary actually thought it would be nice to taste, but he recoiled mentally from that, and was confused.
"Sir, I really think you have the wrong idea--I'm not g--" Gary was suddenly interrupted.
"Lollipop!" the black man shouted.
