Mine - Part 7

“Fuck! you look hot in those running shorts, David” Collin said to me.

“Come on stud, let’s finish your workout. We don’t have a lot of time until noon” I told him and regreted it a second later.

“I’m almost done, just need you to spot my bench press. What do we have at noon anyway?”

“Nothing” I lied “Just want to get this over with, ok?” 

“ok, ok, Jesus.. Is everything good?” 

I didn’t even know why I hid Jonathan’s visit from him. I never met Jonathan and I didn’t know much about him. He was just coming to pick up Collin’s car which was parked at my house for the past month. I was very curious if Jonathan was into being a statue like his former lover is.

“Yeah, all good man, sorry for snapping at you. Let’s do that bench press” 

I walked behind the bench while he moved the back of it to be almost parallel to the floor. He laid on his back and I lifted the bar with the weights and handed it to him.

He nodded indicating that the wait was good.

“Let’s do bursts of three’s” He told me and I stood behind his head to spot him.

“One, two, three” He did three presses and lowered the bar to his chest.

“Collin, did you ever role play being a statue with anyone before me?” I asked him

“One, two, three…” He gave another set “whaaaay are you asking” He exhaled.

“Just curious..” I played dumb

“One, two, three… Well my ex loved role playing. We always argued who would get to be the statue. But I really don’t want to talk about him”

“No problem, forget it” It was everything I needed to know.
“one, two, three… you know, this bar isn’t actually that heavy”. He looked up to my upside-down face above his own and winked”.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” He defiantly got me excited if I understood correctly what he was suggesting.

“Sure, your words can make me do things I never thought I could do” He answered and prepared for another set of three.

“Well….” I pretended considering.

“One, two, thr…..”

“Freeze above waist!”

Collin went silent. He was frozen holding the bar half way through the third repetition. Not moving a muscle.

I stood there behind him for a second admiring his frozen, sweaty, pumped and veiny body. Good hypnosis really can make you do things your weak conscious mind normally won’t allow. And I was a VERY good hypno-therapist.

I walked around him and took of my shoes and short. My cock was already throbbing with excitement.

I lifted his unfrozen legs way up until they were almost touching the bar.

“Freeze from waist down, Collin”.

I let go of his legs and they just remained frozen in the air, as if invisible ropes were holding them from the ceiling. His ass was presented to me like a gift.”

I penetrated him with a single thrust, my cock making it’s way up his body. He didn’t move at all, and didn’t give any sign the bar was getting heavy. I was pretty amazed by my abilities. This was new even for me.

I leaned forward, grabbing the bar from the opposite side for support and began pumping his ass…