Cian had such a huge crush on the bartender at a local gay bar – a bit of a dive with an old-school feel. After a bit of digging, though, it didn’t take much to learn that Penn was actually a total ladies’ man that simply posed as gay, often showing off his abs as he flirted with customers. This normally didn’t bother Cian because a popular bartender could still benefit a gay-owned business. What did bother him was seeing the kinds of politicians, news pundits, and other homophobes Penn had liked and supported on social media. Soon Cian had formulated a plan. Pretending to put a dollar in the jukebox, he managed to jam it so that it needed repair.

He also made sure to leave his business card for his computer repair services, knowing that a bar wanting a quick fix would give it a try first rather than wait for a specialist – a dying breed in the age of TouchTunes. “Hey, you the computer guy?” the dim bartender asked, confirming to Cian that the self-absorbed bartender had never paid close attention to him.

Rather than point it out, Cian simply nodded yes and went to work. It would have been a one-minute fix, but Cian was doing more than “repairing” the jukebox. He was installing special tracks he could play just for Penn, using a series of buttons that would not correspond with the normal tracks. “All done, man, just going to set up  some songs to test it out. Call my cell if it craps out again.” 

Penn couldn’t help but think the repairman had bad taste, but soon the music began to grow on him. Something about it just made him feel so peaceful as any desire to get up and change it disappeared. It felt better to just relax.
Cian secretly waited outside, steering away any potential customers with lies that it was closed for a private event. After a few hours, he posted a sign on the door indicating the same as he quietly re-entered to check on Penn. The computer whiz was more than happy to see his special programming working as Penn dozed in a deep trance as the special tracks continued to play.

Of course, the only way to see if the programming had truly worked was to test it out. Cian paused the jukebox and approached the bar. The subliminal programming suggested  Penn would find the next person he saw as the sexiest person in the world – an attraction that would be so overwhelmingly strong that he would also want to do anything to please the person he was about to fall in lust with… obedience disguised as total worship.
And upon waking him up, Cian was incredible happy to see the bartender smile and look at him in a way he never had before, before uttering, “Wow. You are the most gorgeous person I have ever seen.”

“Thanks. I didn’t think I was your type.”

“Can I tell you a secret? I’m not really gay. I just work her because the men are so generous with their tips. But I can’t deny how I feel about you.”

“I guess you must at least be bi-or pansexual then, huh, man?”“I don’t know what I am. I just know that I want you.” Penn came around the bar and put his arms around Cian. “Man, you are even more beautiful up close. I’m kind of nervous, though, I’ve never been with a man.”

“Lucky for you, I’m a bottom,” Cian grinned. “But let’s see just how much you do want to be with me.” Cian triggered his now-mutual crush, and Penn fell back into a deep state as Cian continued his programming. As he glanced down, he could tell by Penn’s bulge that the bartender’s mind had successfully been re-wired to find it all incredibly arousing.

Cian loved testing out various suggestions on his easily triggered … would slave be going too far? Perhaps, and for now it was best to avoid such words. And yet Penn eagerly did everything Cian suggested, starting with, “Feel up my body.” The sexy bartender unbuttoned Cian’s shirt and seeing that the computer geek had a toned body only increased his lust – not that body type would have mattered with the programming. He was in total lust with the first person he saw.

Cian loved that Penn’s dick only seemed to throb more and more as they continued. “I think it’s time we stripped down to your underwear. Let me help you with those.”

“Now flex for me.”

“Whatever you want babe,” the muscled jock responded, giving Cian an amazing show as he proceeded to flex all his muscles.

It wasn’t the first time Cian had seen the bartender show off, but this time was different. Gone were the cocky smirks as his face instead remained attentive to his newfound love. “That’s it, mate. Now lose the briefs and come suck me off.”
There was no hesitation as Penn began slipping off his drawers – just a blank stare of obedience. He didn’t even realize he was repeating himself as he once again said, “Whatever you want, babe.” In a moment, he had crouched down and assumed the position. One would have never known it was Penn’s first time sucking a dick. The submissive nature of his programming took over and he aimed to please. God, did he want to please Cian. Cian was so gorgeous. He was so lucky Cian walked into the bar today and was amazed at how fantastic he thought Cian’s dick tasted.

Had he not been overwhelmed with lust, he might have wondered, ‘Why did it take me so long to try being with a guy?’ Instead, it felt like he simply had been waiting his whole life for the right guy – and the right guy was Cian.

“You’re doing so good, Penn. Now take it deeper.” Penn eagerly obliged. It felt so good to do what pleased Cian. Penn looked up in total devotion as Cian further instructed his new boyfriend.
“You’re doing great. But I think you’re ready to really fuck me now. And as soon as you cum, all of this gets cemented. Those tracks will always apply to me now.”

Penn slid his mouth off and asked, “What tracks babe?”

“That music you really liked from me. I’ll get you some digital downloads that you can play whenever you’re in bed.”

“I’ll be with you whenever I’m in bed,” Penn responded, pleasing Cian greatly. “But I’ll listen to whatever you want me to listen to, babe. Now show me how to fuck a guy. It’s my first time.”

Cian eased Penn into fucking by taking the lead, sitting down on the stud’s dick and riding it. As Penn kept giving in to the pleasure, he also kept giving in to the lust… massaging and licking Cian’s body.

Cian paused. “Will you fight for my rights?”

“Of course, babe. I’ve been  such an idiot but I love you too much to ever hurt you again.”

Cian had never been happier… the lust he expected, but already saying the L word? Yet the pleasure was only growing for them both as Penn flipped Cian on his back for the first of many, many fucks in their new life together.