Magic Dick 2 - My Perspective

Magic Dick 2 My perspective

When I got home later I rewound what had happened with my best friend, how he claimed he had a magic dick that if anyone saw it hard it would control their actions until he came. Not believing him I ended up falling for the temptation and when he got an erection (which I helped him get) I was strangely hooked and ended up sucking him off.

I still can't believe that his dick has any magical powers and I am determined to test it out again. Okay, okay, I guess deep down I enjoyed giving him a blowjob but I am straight and I can't really admit that to myself. I'm going to blame my actions on the situation and the excitement that he built up before he pulled his dick out.

I called him up and told him my idea of how I was going to test this out and prove to myself that his dick has no magical power. He said, "are you sure you want to do that? Last time you fell to your knees and blew me and couldn't stop yourself. Why tempt fate?"

I laid out my plan to him:

"OK, here's what we'll do. I'll get behind you, you take your dick out and I'll reach around and stroke you till you get hard. Then you turn around and when I look at it, if I am entranced, you simply pull your pants up and hide it from me. You said if you put it away the spell is broken, right? So if that works then I'll believe this whole thing. Deal?"

"Dude, are you really certain that you want to tempt fate one more time or maybe you enjoyed sucking my dick and want another go?"

"Very funny. I just want to prove to both of us that what happened couldn't have been because of some magic power."

"If it wasn't magic, then you must have secretly wanted to suck my cock."

"Fuck off. I'll prove that you're full of shit. I'll be at your place in an hour."

When I showed up he greeted me with a big, shit-eating grin and led me towards the couch. "OK, lets give this a shot. Stand up. You want to get yourself hard or am I?"

"Be my guest" he said as he dropped him pants and pointed his limp dick at me.

"No no. you face away from me. I'll reach around and stroke it till you're hard, then the proof will begin. If it looks like I am falling under, you promise you'll pull up your pants right?"

"Of course."

He stood up and turned away from me. I reached around and grabbed his limp dick and started to stroke it. It wasn't too comfortable doing it standing up so I got down on my knees so I could reach easier. It didn't take long before he was hard as a rock in my hand. I grabbed his hips and turned him to face me.

As soon as I saw his hard cock my mouth fell open and I leaned forward to take his head into my mouth. I tried to stop but I couldn't. I looked up into his eyes silently pleading for him to stop me. I wanted desperately to pull up his pants but my hands wouldn't move. He just looked down at me with his hands on his hips with an evil grin.

"Sorry Bud, I never promised, I just said 'of course' when you asked me to promise. Seeing you with my cock head in your mouth is just too tempting to allow you to stop. Guess I just proved that my dick is truly magic huh?"

I couldn't help myself. I just began pumping my head back and forth on his hard cock, taking him all the way each time. I held him deep in my throat for a few seconds and I started to gag but I couldn't pull back. Luckily I didn't vomit before I finally was able to pull back and catch my breath.

Then my head began to bob back and forth frantically, literally fucking my face with his pole. As this went on, I started to hate it less and less. The feel of having my mouth filled over and over gave me a charge that I had never experienced. By now any gag reflex I had had disappeared and I held his cock for longer and longer periods. I even swallowed with his cock buried in my throat which caused him to moan.

Not much later with him buried deeply in my face I felt his cock expand just a little and my head backed off until just his head was in my mouth and then he exploded, pumping his cum over and over as I struggled to swallow fast enough to keep up.

When he finished, I pulled away and looked up at him. "I guess you really do have a magic dick. But fuck you for letting me go through that again."

"Sorry dude, but how can you blame me for getting a free blowjob? Wouldn't you do the same thing? Besides, I detected notes of pleasure there after a little bit. It really felt like you were doing some of that voluntarily, not fully under the spell."

He had a point, was it that obvious?

"I guess after a little while I did give in to the inevitability of it continuing to completion and I kind stopped fighting it"

All kinds of thoughts were racing through my head. Did I enjoy sucking cock? Would I do it if not for the magic? If I blew him again how would I know if it was the magic or not?

Then an answer to that last question popped into my head.

"I just came up with another idea. What if I take your soft cock in my mouth and keep my eyes closed the whole time. Wouldn't that prove that the magic didn't control me?"

He just laughed, shook his head and said, "Have you thought that through? If you think that would prove anything I'm willing to try."