RYAN Ryan wasn’t the biggest guy in the gym, in fact he was..

RYAN Ryan wasn’t the biggest guy in the gym, in fact he was rather twinkish and nerdy, with little muscles, but he was lean and definitely cocky, even arrogant. What he lacks in muscles he makes up for in brains. That in his opinion makes him superior to any of the muscle heads in the gym. He goes to the gym every morning to keep his body lean. Instead of lifting weights like the bodybuilders, like the ones he made fun of behind their backs, he would do an hour of cardio. Ryan was also a successful lawyer, graduating from Harvard, a fact that he made sure everyone knows. Upon graduating he joined a prestigious law firm and was on his way to be the youngest person to make partner in the firm’s history. He is already dressing the part. Ryan loved to look good, and took extra care that his suits were impeccable. One day when he arrived at work, the chief partner requested to see him. Ryan knocked on the door of the lavish executive suite, “you wanted to see me Mr. Giles?” “Yes, Ryan come in,” the older lawyer rose from his leather seat behind his large desk. Mr. Albright, another senior partner, turned in his chair and acknowledged Ryan, “have a seat.” Ryan took the seat beside Albright. Mr. Giles set back down, “Mr. Donovan Stewart is our biggest client and he is in town this weekend. He is requesting several of our younger associates to show him a good time. We want you to make sure that Mr. Stewart is happy and has a good but safe time. You are always an level headed younger man and we can trust you in keeping Mr. Stewart from getting into any embarrassing situations.” Ryan wasn’t exactly happy to be a babysitter to a rich, old pervert like Donovan Stewart but he couldn’t exactly refuse either. He knew men like Stewart can make or break his future with the firm. “I understand,” Ryan replied, obviously not totally thrilled. “It would be good for you to mix and mingle with the other associates and loosen your tie. Mark and Jeremy already agreed,” Albright chimed in. It just sounds worse by the minute. Mark and Jeremy were the firm’s muscle heads. Sometimes Ryan thought they only passed law school because of their looks, and rich families. Ryan considered the two loud muscle bound studs dumb and beneath him. Friday, the partners allowed Ryan to leave work early to get ready for the night on the town with Mr. Stewart. He still wasn’t happy about it but he was still determined to look his best. Ryan might be straight and Mr. Stewart a old pervert gay man, he still wanted to look his best. He stopped off on his way home for a fresh haircut. When he got home, he showered and went through his closet. He finally decided on a stylist pair of black pants, form fitting white t-shirt and a black jacket. Ryan thought he looked good as he stood by the mirror and took a selfie. He posted it on his social media pages with the boost that he was entrusted to wine and dine the firm's biggest client. When the stretched limousine arrived, Ryan rode with four other associates and Mr. Stewart. Ryan, Karan, and Rachael sit with their backs to the driver, while Mark and Jeremy were sitting on either side of the overweight Mr. Stewart. Mark and Jeremy were already drinking in the limousine as Mr. Stewart had a hand on each associate’s muscular slack covered thigh. Both Mark and Jeremy were straight, having had flirted and fucked almost every female associate at the firm, including Karan and Rachael, but neither was above flirting with old man Stewart. Mark even took off his suit jacket and showed off his big guns through his button up shirt by flexing his left arm. The girls giggled as Stewart squeezed both hands around the large bicep and squeezed it. That started a competition between Mark and Jeremy on who has bigger arms, as the blond Jeremy flexed his right arm in front of the older client. Ryan was disgusted by it and tried not to look their way, and kept his eyes looking out the limousine window. However, everytime he did turn his eyes toward Mr. Stewart, the older man would be smiling at him and even give Ryan a wrink. They arrived at Rosco’s, an upscale gay club known for it’s male strippers and hypnotist shows. They were escorted to the VIP selection by the manager, who sent over the best strippers in the club to entertain Mr. Stewart. Soon Mr. Stewart had a muscle bound stripper in only thongs on each of his knees with his arms around their tight, muscular torsos. A stripper in a cop hat, boots, gun belt, and a yellow thong tried to give Ryan a lap dance, but he pushed the muscular dancer away. “Lighten up Ryan, have fun,” Rachael laughed as she sat on Mark’s lap, running her hands through his dark hair. “You know Ryan is a prude,” Mark laughed as he drank a beer. Ryan wasn’t enjoying himself and began to drink one glass of expensive wine after another. He was trying to take the edge off. All he wanted was that night to end. “Gentlemen, may I have your attention,” the club manager got on stage with a microphone. “Tonight we have the world's greatest hypnotist. He entertained kings and queens throughout Europe and is here tonight to awe you with his gifts. Gentlemen please give a standing applause for the Great Mesmerizo.” The patrons of the club began to cheer and clap as the grey haired middle aged man in a black cape came on stage. “As the night couldn’t get any better. Hypnosis is a bunch of rubbish,” Ryan spoke up a little too loud. He was feeling the effects of the drinks. “You can’t make anyone with any real intelligence do anything that they don’t want to do.” Jeremy pulled his head from Karan’s breast, “you should volunteer and prove it.” The group laughed. “Go on do it,” Karan edged him on. “I give you guys five thousand each to volunteer, and Ryan if you prove that you can’t get hypotised then I give you another $10,000,” Mr. Stewart gave the two strippers on his lap a slap on their muscular bare ass and sent them away. Ryan took another large drink from the wine glass, “deal!” Ryan, Mark, and Jeremy volunteered at the Great Mesmerizo’s amusement. When Ryan got on stage he boosted with a laugh, “do you worst.” Ryan sat in the chair in the middle of the stage with Mark and Jeremy on either side of him. He looks runt compared to the more muscular Mark and Jeremy. Yet he was so confident and sure of himself as he sat with his arms folded. The hypnotist pulled out a pair of dog tags and began to swing them back and forth. “Just focus on the chain and tags before you. Block out everything except my voice and the chain. As you focus you will become more and more relaxed. It feels so good just to relax. Let your mind open and let all your willpower fade away. Breathe in and out. relax.” Ryan didn’t even realize he was breathing more heavily, his chest rising and falling. “You are in such a blissful place. All you want to do is to obey and submit. It feels so good to surrender your consciousness to me.” The hypnotist then moved behind them and whispered into each younger man’s ear. He spent a longer time on Ryan, taking him deeper than his co-workers. Finally the hypnotist moved back in front of them, “Now, when I say slut boys, you three will wake up and believe you are strippers here at the club. You will each perform and entertain the audience. You will let them do anything they want to you and you will enjoy it. Understand?” “Yes, do anything they want,” the three straight men replied. “Good, slut boys.” As on clue Mark, Jeremy, and Ryan woke up. Jeremy and Mark instantly began to dance and strip out of their clothes to the delight of the gay audience. Men began to grope and fodder their hard thick muscles. As for Ryan, he left the stage and walked over to the VIP area. Karan and Rachael were laughing hilariously as Jeremy and Mark had stripped down to their briefs and were grinding their muscular ass against other men’s crotches. Ryan then saddled Mr. Stewart’s lap and began to peel off his jacket and lifted up his t-shirt. The older man ran his hand up Ryan’s smooth, tight stomach. Ryan grinds his ass against the man’s crotch. A part of Ryan’s mind knew what was happening and was humiliated but he was unable to stop himself from seductively giving Stewart a lap dance. He stood up and began to unbelt his black jeans, peeling them down his legs. He then turned around and shook his tight ass in his white briefs. He bent over and peeled the briefs down, revealing his tight ass. Meanwhile, Mark and Jeremy were naked and was being fucked by a group of men. The hypnotist approached Karen and Rachael and whispered into their ears. He then escorted them out to the limousine. They had no ideal or concern that Mark and Jeremy were each moaning in pleasure as they took cocks down their throats and up their asses. Ryan turned around and noticed Stewart’s cock was standing out of his pants. He then found himself kneeling before the older man and taking it into his mouth. It was the first cock he ever sucked. He began to gag and coughed, but the older man grabbed his head and guided it on and off it. Ryan’s glasses began to fog up as he tried to breathe. He was coating the cock with saliva and drool. Finally, Stewart pulled him off his cock and lifted Ryan up on his feet. He turned Ryan around and then pulled him down onto his cock. Ryan moaned loud as Stewart pushed his cock up his tight hole. Tears were running down his cheeks as he found himself moving up and down the thick cock. Stewart reached around Ryan and gripped his slim chest with one hand and his neck with his other hand. Mesmerizo came over and felt up Ryan’s smooth torso. “You did very well,” Stewart moaned. “You earn your fee, Mesmerizo.” Stewart then grunted and came deep inside Ryan. Feeling Mr. Stewart’s seed flooding up into him, Ryan’s cock was rock hard as he was driven over the edge. Ryan never came so hard.