John put another silver coin into the one armed bandit.

I was addicted, no other word for it, most of my friends had an addiction of one sort or another. With some it was smoking, others collector cards and many more were addicted to the arcade games. My addiction was gambling.

At Sixteen I was too young to be on the slot machines, but the owners turned a blind eye to it, as long as no police were around. Tonight was quiet anyway only himself and the propiator where present and my luck was holding. So far I had gained a small ammount of profit, a rare occurance.

Another man walked in, He was in his early forties with a moustache and was wearing a leather bikers jacket. I hadn't seen him before, but he matched the type the propiator Simon threw out, those interested in the young punters and not the gambling habbit.

The stranger and the propiator exchanded nods, obviously they knew each other. Relaxing, I turned my attention back to his slot machine.

I didn't hear the stranger approach, the first I knew about it was feeling the arm around my shoulder and the cold stinging sensation of the strangers ring against my neck.

For a moment I was shocked and unable to do anything, then I felt the strangers other hand grab hold of my crotch. My cock responded and became hard. Embarressment enabled myself to come out of shock, throw off the strangers arm and hand grip. Before turning to face this molester.

"So you are interested.". The stranger stated.

I wanted to shout, to get the attention of the propiator, but I noticed the propiator was stood next to the stranger and smiling.

"What do you think..." I started to say before my mind forgot the rest of the sentance. I felt both a little dizzy and very excited.

I couldn't help but notice the strangers dark brown eyes staring at me, I found myself locked into eye contact with the stranger and seemed to lack the will to break it.

"Your name is John, correct?". the stranger aaked in a commanding tone.

"Yes.". Much to my suprise, heard myself reply.

"You are Gay?". The stranger again commanded.

"Yes.". I again replied, I was shocked at his answer, not only was I answering without thinking, he had revealed something I suspected about myself, but had vowed to keep secret in the hope it wasn't true.

The stranger smiled in response to the answer "Good, this makes it easier. Now boy, how many people have you had sex with?".

"None.". Ordinarily I would have been embarrised at this answer, but at the moment, in this detached state, I didn't care.

"follow me.". The man commanded and finally broke eye contact.

The thought 'Obey' resounded inside my mind, blanking out all other thoughts. As the man walked towards the back of the arcade, I followed behind like a puppy following its master.

We left by the staff back enterence and walked towards a saloon car in the deserted alley behind.

The stranger opened the trunk of the car, before saying "Climb inside and go to sleep.".

Now Unable to disobey this man, I climbed into the trunk. As soon as the trunk closed I obediently followed his second command and lost conciousness...

"Wake up.". The voice commanded.

I opened my eyes and found myself lying naked on a bed. I can just recall faint memories of leaving the car and being talked to by the stranger for a while, prior to going asleep again. But I cannot recall what he actually told me.

I am not restrained but I have no desire to move, only to wait. I havn't felt contentment like this before in my life.

"Well John I think it is time for introductions, My name is Jack.". The stranger, now known to me as Jack said.

"I am here to give you a gift John. You are at the moment enjoying being in a Hypnotized state, a state I can put you back into at any time.".

I smiled, It was very enjoyable to lie here, listening to my master.

"You now are free John, free to explore your sexuality without the programming given to you by your upbringing to supress such urges, and you no longer have the urge to spend everything on those slot machines.".

"Master. How can I thankyou?". I replied.

Jack smiled before saying "Show me you are free.".

It was as if some mental bond had been cut, I was now moving up towards Jack to let him kiss me. His tongue reached down into my throat as we remained embraced. After a while we broke apart and I homed in on his cock. All this felt so wonderfully good.

His cock was long, alot longer than mine and I had difficultly in fitting it all into my mouth and down my throat. Neverless I licked up and down his thick throbbing shaft untill I felt he was almost ready to cum.

At this point I knew I had to stop sucking and remove his cock from my mouth. This was the point I had been most waiting for, as I knelt facing away from him on the bed, using both my hands to force the cheaks of my backside apart to reveal my virgin hole.

I felt no pain as he forced himself inside. Only pleasure beyond what I had considered achievable as my virgin backside tried to accomodate his oversized member.

Jack cummed within me. I wasn't bothered that this sex was unprotected, I just wanted to satisfy him completely.

Finally he finnished, and extracted himself.

I felt complete and had enjoyed this more than anything in my life before.

Jack came to me and whispered "Get dressed and go, you know when to come back.".

Wordlessly I got dressed and left via the front door of his apartment. As soon as I entered the corridor I felt different, almost as if I had awakened from a deep sleep.

Bemused I walked down to the corner and hung around waiting. Soon I attracted the attention of a man, after all I am both young and good looking.

Cured of putting money into slot machines, now in a strange way I am a slot machine myself. Men will give me money, to obtain a thrill and certainly stuff something into my 'slot'.

I climb into my clients car and let him drive us away. This will be more enjoyable than slot machines, Jack has told me it will, and Jack will let me keep half the money as well...