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That was my idea too. I was planning to go home and get high and watch some hypno vids."

"Hypno vids," Mark said with a devious smile spreading across his face.

I started to blush, realizing I probably shouldn't have mentioned that. "Umm, yeah porn vids," I offered.

"I think I know just the thing," Mark said as he began typing on his computer. He turned the monitor to face the bed as a scene popped up on the screen. He immediately flopped back down next to me. Very close to me, I noted our legs were practically touching.

The video on the screen was called "Sissy Hynpo 3", a video I was very familiar with by now. Mark looked over at me and asked, "Is this what you had in mind?"

In my high/drunk state, I could only stare at the screen and say "uhhh, yeah. That's the one."

It suddenly seemed very hot in Mark's bedroom, cloying in fact. The screen flashed up various images of shemales getting fucked in the ass, sucking cock, and swallowing cum. All while subliminal messages flashed on the screen stating things like "You love cock. You live to serve."

[Fuck. I'm HIGH] I thought while staring at the video. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Mark's hand had slid to his crotch. I didn't want to look straight at him, but it sure seemed like he was rubbing himself through the slit in his boxers.

I stared at the video awhile longer and finally got the nerve to look over. Mark had his cock sprung out and was slowly stroking the head. I couldn't help, but notice it was a perfect fucking cock. Not overly big or anything, but just perfectly shaped with a nice cockhead. [FUCK, did I just think that his cock was perfect?]

I noticed Mark noticing me and immediately looked back to the screen.

"Hey man, it's ok. No shame in checking it out," he said.

"Naw, I didn't mean to look. Just couldn't help it," I mumbled in reply, refusing to move my eyes from the hypno video on his computer monitor.

I felt Mark's hand on my chin as he turned my face to his. "No really, it's ok to look," he said.

I half turned, half had my face turned to his and looked directly into his beautiful [FUCK, did I just think beautiful?] blue eyes. We stared at each other for a moment, out of the corner of my eyes I still noticed him stroking that beautiful cock.

I felt mesmerized. Maybe it was the weed, maybe it was the booze, maybe it was the pent up sexual frustration. I don't know. I honestly can't say for sure, but for some reason, not a conscious reason at least, I leaned forward and our lips met.

The feeling was truly indescribable. The only way I could relate it to was like when you see a pinball machine light up. All at once it felt like every cell in my body lit up brightly when our lips met. I kissed him tentatively at first, allowing that explosion of sensation to just wash over me. After a moment of light kissing I felt his tongue slide across my lips. Without thinking I opened my mouth to his and our tongues met. If that first moment was like a pinball machine, this was like a supernova. My mind just exploded from the sensation. He reached his hand back behind my head and pulled me deeper into the kiss.

Up until this moment I had never so much as even thought of touching anyone besides a girl. In that moment though, I would've given anything just keep kissing Mark forever. It was simply sensational. He pulled me over on top of him and kept kissing me. His tongue probing all over my mouth. I suddenly was aware of his dick, free from his boxers, pressing into my stomach. His hands reached down and began fumbling with my belt.

I jumped up and could see alarm in his eyes, as though he was worried he had pushed it too far.

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