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Gary feels the grip of the blond beauty tighten as if he could sense Gary's indecision.

Giggling like a girl, Gary lets himself be lead by his hand.

They turn the corner and Gary feels a tug. Once again he is pinned against the side of the bar. He surrenders to the passionate kiss. His mind reels at the sensation of the hard cock against his. A hand slips behind his head and pulls him closer for a deeper kiss. Tongues swirling in his mouth. Then they break.

Breathing heavily, Gary gasps, "I'm not gay. I'm married."

The blond beauty smiles and says, "Your hard-on says differently."

"I hypnotized myself," Gary weakly mutters.

"Look at this," the blond beauty says as he unzips his jeans and his cock slips out. Gary stares and a slight moan issues from his lips. Gary's new friend leans close to Gary.

"They say that hypnotism can't make you do anything that you don't want to," the blond whispers, "so you must be gay."