The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Tom felt at peace in his life. He and his wife Jesse had just celebrated their 5th anniversary and were still as into each other as ever. He had a good job as an agent for a major advertising firm. He didn’t have a care in the world as he walked into the bathroom at work.

As he walked to the urinals, one of the newer agents, Rob, came up to the urinal next to him. Rob and he had not really gotten along so far, becoming something like rivals. They both seemed to want the same accounts, and had shared few words outside of pitch meetings and alike. They just rubbed each other the wrong way.

They both started to piss, and for whatever reason, Tom’s eyes wandered. He looked over and saw Rob’s hand wrapped around a cock that had to be 8 inches long, while Tom was 6 and a half throbbing hard. It was as big around as a beer can, and Rob’s hand seemed barely able to contain it. It was so amazing, that Tom couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of it.

Something else was happening in that moment. The male musk emanating from the urinal next to him was so powerful, it almost made Tom’s eyes water. If not for turning away when it became too much, he might have seen Rob flash an evil smile.

It wasn’t until after Rob left the bathroom that Tom realized his cock was rock hard. He had finished pissing already, but his hand was squeezing his throbbing cock seemingly on it’s own accord. He tried to push the lingering thoughts about Rob’s amazing meat out of his head, and go back to work.

That night, he and Jesse ate dinner together before heading up to their bedroom. They kissed as they undressed each other. He reached around to unhook her bra as she unbuttoned his pants. He was fingering her pussy as she jerked his cock.

After a couple of minutes of making out with their hands on each other’s junk, Tom realized that while she was was wet and ready, that he was still shrunken and flaccid. Jesse couldn’t seem to hide her disappointment as he failed to get erect for her. Shame burned in his cheeks. Then he had a thought that just popped in his head from no where.

I doubt Rob would have a problem getting his big dick hard.

As soon as he had that thought, the image of Rob’s powerful manhood filled his thoughts, and his cock surged to life. As his cock hardened in Jesse’s hand, she seemed surprised and pleased, and proceeded to jack him harder. As his cock grew erect, Tom wished he had seen Rob’s cock get hard. In his mind, he saw Rob’s cock get bigger, so much more powerful and virile than him. His power and masculinity just radiating from his hardening monster cock...

Jesses gasped as Tom starting bucking his hips. He grunted as he sprayed semen on her leg, in what seemed like the most amazing orgasm he could remember.

At work, the next day, Tom was distraught, remembering how many times he’d apologized before they went to bed. He didn’t know what got into him. Jesse reassured him that it was okay, but that didn’t take away the shame he felt. It was the last night they had before her trip out of town on one of her nurse consultant jobs. She would only be gone for a few days, but it was always their tradition to make love before and after a trip.

It was worse than that, though. That morning, he had woken up to his alarm, having had a rather disturbing dream. Rob was standing over him, waving his long uncut cock in his face. He couldn’t move, he could just stare at it. When he awoke his cock was painfully hard. This was nothing to worry about, just a dream. He was straight, why was this happening to him? It was like not like Rob’s cock could be so powerful, it changed him, just by seeing it. That was just crazy.

He tried to push those thoughts out of his head as he walked to the conference room for the monthly pitch meeting. He sat down across from the man who had the ultimate say which ideas were used, and so which agent worked the account: Mr. Acherman. When everyone else had arrived, Rob took a seat right next to Tom. The manly smell coming from Rob assaulted Tom’s senses right away. It was like electricity from his nose to his brain then straight to his cock. He felt it harden in his pants. For the rest of the meeting, he couldn’t quite concentrate. He was crazy horny, and had to actively stop himself from rubbing his cock through his pants(once he realized he was doing it). The thoughts about Rob’s beautiful giant cock kept resurfacing, no matter how hard Tom tried to suppress them, or tell himself he was straight. Rob just seemed so powerful, so manly. After Rob’s presentation, Tom couldn’t even feel like trying. His confidence was shaken. His words just caught in his throat as his mind kept wandering to uncomfortable places. About how small and weak he felt next to Rob.

That night, he was masturbating, thinking about Jesse, and how good it felt to push his dick into her waiting pussy, but he couldn’t seem to get hard. He switched to looking at porn. He found a hot video, where a muscled dude was fucking this redhead. What Tom kept focusing on was the man’s huge 9 inch dick, going in and out of her.

Rob’s hard cock would be bigger than that. He imagined it was Rob fucking her. As soon as Tom had that thought, his wrist went into overdrive as we was overcome by a powerful orgasm.

Later, he had an even more disturbing dream than the previous night. This time, when Rob’s huge uncut cock dangled in his face, he was jerking his own smaller cock furiously. He woke up with a painful erection again.

“Hey buddy” came a voice from behind him, startling him. He turned around to see Rob in his cubicle, smiling warmly.

“Didn’t mean to startle you. I just wanted to say that I am sorry about how we got off on the wrong foot.”

Tom felt relief at the fact that he couldn’t really see Rob’s junk through the loose kaki’s and long t-shirt he was wearing. He hadn’t even realized his eyes had instantly been drawn there. However, the smell of Rob’s masculine musk was still detectable. For some crazy reason, it was making it hard for Tom to think. He just politely smiled and nodded, agreeing that they should try and be friends.

The smell lingered after Rob had left to go back to his own cubicle. Tom tried to get back to work, but he couldn’t concentrate. The smell permeated his nostrils, and filled his head with the images from his dream. He struggled to understand what was going on as he realized his hand was grasping his hard cock through his pants. He couldn’t get the image of Rob’s man meat out of his head. He kept imagining what it would look like if it got hard, so he could fuck someone with that magnificent...

No, this is crazy. I’m straight. I have a wife. He thought to himself, but he couldn’t stop standing up and walking to bathroom while trying to hide his erection. He was so aching hard. He needed to cum.

When he got inside, he locked the deadbolt, then turned and almost ran to the toilet while undoing his pants. Within seconds he had his leaking cock in his hand. He had an amazing orgasm almost right away. Afterwards, as he cleaned himself up, he was forced to reflect. How did that just happen? What was that man doing to him? How could that man’s cock have such a hold on him? It was insane.

Tom got home late that night, and went straight to bed. His dreams were once again disturbing. It started with Jesse, doing a sexy strip tease for him. Rob walked in the room and went straight for her. He pulled out his organ, which had grown to an impressive size. Tom immediately started jerking off, watching Rob lay his wife down on the bed and then service her with his magnificent tool. When Rob and Jesse orgasmed at the same time, Tom shot a load into his waiting hand. When he woke up, he was once again terrified to realize his cock was rock hard.

At work that day, he was excited for the return of his wife, but a niggling thought in the back of his mind wouldn’t go away. After what happened the last time they were together, he was apprehensive about what would happen when she climbed under the sheets with him.

Tom had no time at the moment to keep dwelling on his problems the last few days. He had a meeting with one of his clients. He was preparing his work when he received a message on his phone. Without thinking he opened the attachment and was greeted with a close up of what had to be Rob’s enormous half-hard penis. It had been burned into his memory when he had accidentally peaked on Rob at the urinal. Tom’s dick surged to life immediately. The need to cum was immediate and irresistible. He quickly made his way to the bathroom, hiding his erection. He stared at the picture as he rubbed his own much smaller cock. He couldn’t take his eyes off the picture of perfect penis. He imagined it was Rob’s penis he was rubbing, instead of his own. He imagine it was Rob’s foreskin pulling back and forth over the huge head, and after what seemed like an agonizing eternity, cum erupted from his cock, and sprayed all over his shirt and pants.

Oh shit. He thought, looking at the mess he’d made of himself. He took a couple of minutes to clean himself up before he noticed he was quite late for his meeting. When he got there, he saw Rob was already talking to them. Tom reached for the door in a rage, but stopped when he didn’t know what kind of excuse to give for being late. What was he going to say, he was late because he was jerking off in the bathroom? When he looked at Rob through the window, his courage evaporated. He was too scared to make a scene. He walked dejectedly back to his cubicle. Again, he did not notice that Rob watched him leave and flashed an evil smile.

When Tom got back to his cubicle, he checked his phone to see where the pic had come from, but did not recognize the number. Rob had never exchanged numbers with him, so it was a moot point.

He busied himself for the rest of the day, unable to bring himself to confront Rob on seemingly stealing his meeting and possibly his client. When he got home, Jesse was already there, with some pizza for dinner. After a nice conversation about her trip over dinner, she made her intentions known by kissing him passionately for a few minutes and then telling him to meet her in bed as she headed to the shower.

He lay in bed, rubbing his cock and trying to get hard. His penis was flaccid and shrunken. He knew she would be out any second, but he had an idea. He quickly grabbed his phone from his pants and pulled up the pic of Rob’s cock. His cock engorged as he stared at the magnificent man meat. He heard the bathroom door open so he shut off the screen of his phone and threw it back to his pants.

Jesse was ready for him. When he plunged into her, he imagined it was Rob’s cock going in. He imagined how much more she would be getting stuffed was Rob’s beautiful cock went in and out of her. As he stared at his cock going in from on top of her he imagined Rob inseminating his wife, emptying sperm from his giant balls and filling her up. He came hard in that moment. Jesse was a little upset that she had not had an orgasm yet, but she rolled over and pretended to sleep. Tom was feeling shame both at how quickly he came, and of course, the fact he needed to look at Rob’s cock so he could get hard. It was definitely not a comforting thought.

His dreams were increasingly disturbing. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Rob’s beautiful giant cock as he jerked himself. He slowly sank to his knees and wrapped his lips around the object of his desire while continuing to jerk off. When Rob came in his mouth, his own cum sprayed on the floor in front of him. He greedily swallowed most of Rob’s load, thanking Rob for it.

When he woke up, he noticed Jesse was already gone. He also noticed his painfully hard cock. He pulled out his phone and once again focused on Rob’s dick as he jerked off frantically. He had barely put up the mental fight of trying to think of a anything else to get off to.

When he got to his cubicle at work, he could detect the unmistakable smell of Rob’s musk. He was drawn right to his chair, where he saw a tiny puddle of what could only be cum in the middle of his seat. He reached for a kleenex, a look of disgust on his face. He was about to wipe it up, but he couldn’t quite do it. His hand stopped right before he got there. He other hand slowly reached out, as if by it’s own accord. He knew what was coming next. It was inevitable. His hand inexorably made it’s way towards the seat. His finger scooped up the small drop of sticky fluid, and slowly made it’s way to his waiting mouth. The taste was beyond belief. He felt his cock jump in his pants as soon as it touched his tongue. The taste of Rob’s musk permeated his senses in that instant. He stared ahead dumbly as he robotically walked towards the men’s room.

When he got there, he heard the lock click behind him, but he already knew who it was. Rob’s smell already filled the bathroom. Tom turned around and saw Rob pulling out his massive flaccid cock. His eyes were glued to Rob’s organ as Rob stroked it a couple times.

“You see anything you like?” Asked Rob in a smarmy voice.

“What are you doing to me?” asked Tom in a small voice, unable to find any confidence. His eyes were still glued to Rob’s cock. An audible groan escaped his lips when Rob rolled back the foreskin and revealed his glistening glans. Tom could smell Rob’s musk increase in potency and his hand went to his own junk, which was hard as a rock.

“I’m giving you what you want, that’s all. Faggots like you can’t resist my masculine charm.” Rob replied.

“No. No.” Tom uttered weakly. “I’m straight. I have a wife. Please. Please, I just want to go. I am straight and I don’t want this. I don’t want this. Get away.” His words just came jumbling out. Rob’s smell was making it impossible to think clearly. He backed away from Rob, unable to take his eyes from Rob’s swinging organ.

“You sound like you are trying to convince yourself.” Came Rob’s reply, as he cornered Tom in a stall. “Why don’t you look me in the eye when you say that.” Tom backed into the toilet and lost his balance, falling onto the seat. Tom knew he was right in that moment. The night before, he had needed to look at Rob’s man meat in order to get hard.

Rob’s cock was now at eye level. “Go on.” said Rob as he waved the huge cock in his face. Tom slowly stuck out his tongue, and tasted the end of Rob’s cock which by now had attained its full glory of 12 inches long. The tastes was unbelievable. He wrapped his lips around the end and licked the head all over. Rob’s voice broke into his thoughts for a moment.

“Yea, stroke your cock” he encouraged. “Just imagine it’s mine. Just imagine how much better it would be if it would big like mine. Your wife doesn’t know what she’s missing out on. My cock dwarfs your little faggot pricklet.”

Tom’s wrist went into overdrive. He moaned as he took as much of Rob’s cock in his mouth as he could. What Rob was saying was making him so hot. He had the most powerful orgasm of his life, spraying cum all over his own chest. Rob came a moment later, the wonderful tasting cum seemingly without end. Rob’s cum dripped down Tom’s chin as he struggled to swallow as much as he could.

After a moment or two Rob had cleaned himself up and was putting his cock away. Tom sat in stunned silence, breathing heavy. He felt disappointment as Rob’s cock was once again covered up.

“Well, faggot. I am coming over to your house for dinner with you and your wife. If you are nice, you just might get some dessert.” Said Rob in a cruel tone. He didn’t leave the stall until Tom had sent the text to his wife confirming Rob coming over. Tom was still stuck in a daze as Rob left him in the bathroom. He made it back to his desk after what seemed like hours had past. What in the hell was he going to do now?

There was a loud knocking on the front door. Tom froze with fear as Jesse answered the door. Tom didn’t know what kind of effect Rob’s presence would have on Jesse. Just being near the man made it hard for Tom to think. Rob’s masculine musk filled the room right away, and clouded Tom’s thoughts with the image and taste of Rob’s powerful manhood. He stared, mouth watering at Rob’s crotch as Jesse took his coat and asked him to have a seat.

All through dinner, Tom barely ate, and didn’t say but three words. Rob and Jesse had an engaging conversation on a range of subjects, but Tom could barely follow it. His jealousy boiled slowly as he saw the looks they were giving each other, and the way Rob kept taking liberties like touching her hand a little too long when she passed the gravy. This man needed to leave. He couldn’t be trusted around his wife, or even around Tom himself. Tom somehow found the courage to say something. He opened his mouth to give Rob a piece of his mind.

“Tom, is it cool if I stay the night in the guest bedroom?” said Rob. “ I have to be somewhere early and didn’t realize what time it was.”

Tom again worked up the energy and will to resist for a moment. Who the fuck did this guy think he was?

“Of course you can.” Answered Jesse. “We would be delighted if you stayed the night.”

“Great.” Rob grinned. He put his hand on Tom’s leg and leaned a little closer. “Thank you very much, Tom.”

All resistance left Tom. The smell was much more powerful now, and Rob could only think about tasting Rob’s wonderful manliness again. Somewhere inside, Tom screamed that this wasn’t right, that he was straight and couldn’t possibly want to taste this man’s cock and cum.

Rob offered to wash the dishes. He collected a few and took them to the kitchen. Jesse was all over Tom the moment Rob left the room. She climbed in his lap and started kissing him frantically. Rob could feel her wetness immediately. She had soaked right through her panties, and her little black dress hiked up to her waist as she straddled him. He kissed her back, but he just couldn’t really get into it. His mind kept wandering to the musk in the air and the huge penis that he couldn’t seem shake from his thoughts.

She had gotten up and pulled him into the guest room that was right next to them by the time he realized that he wasn’t hard at all. As she pulled of his pants he was thinking of Rob’s magnificent manhood, standing proudly at it’s full 12 inches. It did not work this time, though. When she pulled off his underwear his limp, flaccid organ was revealed. His cheeks burned with embarrassment and shame.

She kneeled down, pulling off her panties as she played with his penis. That too was not working, though. His dick remained soft and flaccid. She looked up at him with a look of disappointment on her face. She did not say anything, though, and proceeded to roll his foreskin back so she could lick the head.

After a minute or so, she stopped. “What’s wrong?” She asked.

“He’s a faggot.” Said Rob. They both looked and saw a tall, naked, muscled, and in most places hairy man in the doorway. His 8 inch flaccid cock swung back and forth as he entered the room. “Only the cock of a real man will get a sissy faggot like him going.”

Jesse gasped with shock and stood up, but Tom could only stare at the object of his desire, nestled between this man’s legs.

“Holy shit...” She said as she got her first good look at his enormous cock.

Rob grinned wider. “That’s right. Your faggot husband has been cheating you of having a real man’s cock. Hell, he’s been cheated out on it as well, until today at work, that is.”

Jesse saw that Tom’s eyes were glued to this man’s cock, and his face was red and burning with shame. His hand was at his stroking his still flaccid penis as his mouth hung open. Rob’s musk was having it’s predictable effect on Tom, but he noticed it seemingly was effecting Jesse too. She seemed unable to tell this man to leave, and he hand was slowly making it’s way toward her waiting pussy.

“Tom can still fuck you with his little pricklet, he just needs the right encouragement from a real man.” Said Rob as he stepped right next to the couple. He pushed Jesse onto her back on the bed, then turned to Tom, pushing his head towards his growing organ. They were both being assaulted by Rob’s powerful scent and could not offer any resistance as Rob grabbed his hair and pushed his cock into his mouth. Tom could not get enough of Rob’s taste. His tongue probed the huge piss slit for more delicious precum.

His cock finally surged to life as he suckled on Rob’s tool. Rob then lead him by the mouth to crawl onto Jesse.

“Now fuck her.” Rob commanded. Jesse moaned as he pushed into her. He imagined he was fucking her with Rob’s delicious cock. He thrust in and out of her as Rob thrust deeper and deeper into his throat. After a couple minutes, the need to cum was excruciating, but Tom just couldn’t seem to get over the edge. Jesse gripped his waist and tried to push him deeper and deeper as Tom tried desperately to cum.

“What’s the matter?” came Rob’s condescending voice in Tom’s ear. “You need a real man to help you cum, too?” Rob climbed on the bed behind Tom, and positioned his cock at Tom’s virgin pucker. He spat on his hand. “If you want to cum, just tell me to fuck your faggot asshole, and I’ll let you cum.”

This was insane. There was no way he was going to let another man fuck him. He opened his mouth to protest, but a weak “please” was all he could muster.

“Please, what?”

“Please let me cum.” said Tom as he struggled to keep up the frantic pace.

“Well, how am I going to do that, faggot?” was Rob’s sharp reply.

Tom’s need to cum was overwhelming, and in that moment, he felt powerless to resist Rob. He couldn’t even get mad anymore at being called a faggot.

“Please fuck me.” muttered Tom.

“I can’t hear you.” said Rob with an evil grin. Jesse was moaning louder and louder, demanding to be fucked faster and harder every other second.

“Please, fuck me!” Yelled Tom over Jesse’s exclamations and moans.

Tom felt strong hands grab his ass. He was shocked when he was pulled off Jesse and pushed from the bed forcefully. He landed on his ass with a plop.

“Well, too bad. I’m not a faggot. I don’t fuck men.” laughed Rob. “But you can watch as I please your lovely wife. I bet that will do it for you. Your little faggot pricklet got her nice and ready for my big man dick.” He said as he climbed on top of her.

He thrust into her as she moaned the loudest he had ever heard her moan. “ohhhh fuck... yea....” she moaned as he thrust. Tom stood up and walked over to the bed, but he found instead of being furious, he was mesmerized by the sight of his huge manly cock thrusting in and out of his wife’s tight pussy. He found he was jerking off as he watched, entranced. Jesse finally orgasmed, practically screeching. After another moment or two, Rob groaned and filled Jesse’s womb with his hot sperm. Tom’s cock shot cum right into his face as he watched the couple in the throes of mutual orgasm.

Tom was licking the cum from his hand when Rob’s voice broke into his thoughts. “Hey faggot, there’s your dessert.” He gestured to the pool of cum left in the bed. “I’m taking the lady to bed.” he said as he led Jesse toward the door. Tom looked up long enough to catch Jesse’s eye, but she only looked back for that moment in disgust, before going upstairs with Rob, a look of pure lust on her face.

Tom started sucking Rob’s powerful man cum out of the sheets, his mind clouded with Rob’s powerful musk that still permeated the room. When he was done, a few hours later, he was a little sad that he had eaten all the delicious cum. That is, until he heard the unmistakable sound of sex coming from the master bedroom. His mouth watered at the thought.