cross dressing fun turned sour!

I do admit to my love of wearing panties and stockings, or tights (pantihose) under my suits for work, gives me a real turn on. As a gay guy, looking at other men and wondering what they are like under their clothes, well hung, cut etc keeps me really horny.

A few nights ago, one of my pals whom I have some great fun with, said he had tickets for a great Hypnotist would I like to go? Of course, I agreed and off we went.

Shit, the show was awful. He picked on me as one of the last clients, should I say. He dragged me on stage (no pun intended) and tried to put me under. I knew he didn’t succeed, or so I thought,

Tom, my mate, waited until I returned to my seat. “Load of crap” I told him.

“Ah” said Tom “You did not see what we, the audience saw then Phil”

“What do you mean Tom?” I asked him.

“Well, the guy asked you what your favourite hobby was, you said making fun of crap hypnotists. He then asked if you believed in what he did and that he had hypnotised you to reveal your inner most secrets as you were so unbelievably rude to him. You told him, in front of 1,200 people, that you were a bottom gay man, who wore lingerie under his day clothes and like to get fucked wearing panties or tights. You like to walk around with a jewelled butt plug up your ass and had to wear a condom under your panties or tights as you frequently shot a load looking at guys you fancied. As that was not enough, you then added you thought he was a load of crap, to which the guy said you would remember everything that had happened to you when you woke up in the morning, he snapped his fingers and you shuddered, woke up and walked back to me”

“Oh fucking hell Tom, you cannot expect me to believe that bullshit, lets have a fuck and then we can get to bed”

I am lucky actually, I am a well hung cut man, 8” cock and hefty balls, I was wearing tights under my trousers, which Tom asked me to leave on.