The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

We’ve all experienced it, haven’t we? There are loads of empty bus or train seats, but the loony always comes and sits right next to you!

Right now, Nicholas was suffering this own personal version of this meme. The 19-year-old blonde German backpacker was heading home on a cheap intercity bus from his travels across obscure parts of Eastern Europe. In total, his long, slow return journey would take nearly five days.

The first day’s bus had been bustling and busy. But today, the next day, there were plenty of empty seats, the bus less than a third full, as they travelled through bleak looking open countryside.

So, there were many unoccupied double seats looking for weary travellers, when the big, fat, older guy got on onboard, the only new enger to them at their lunchtime stop. Plenty of room for everyone to spread out and lie down to sleep if they wanted. The bus wouldn’t be stopping again now until it made three stops at its final destination later that evening, before starting again tomorrow.

Officially, everyone’s ticket included a seat number of course. Nicholas was staring out of the window in 3D. But instead of picking one of the many, many sets of completely empty seats around them, the large grinning fat oaf showed Nicholas his ticket ‘3C’ and simply sat his bulk down next to him, pinning Nicholas uncomfortably against the window.

In fairness, this older guy wasn’t a classic bus loony, it was just, well, unnecessarily inconsiderate, in the circumstances. He actually looked more like an avuncular older uncle, fat, with a big bear like beard, and happy reassuring grin. But he did come with a strong musky odour, which while not exactly unpleasant, Nicholas didn’t want to be breathing in for the next six hours either.

He grinned again at Nicholas, and started chatting away to him in, presumably, the local language, carrying on with no signs of stopping, even when Nicholas had made it clear he didn’t understand.

Nicholas thought about just getting up there and then, and moving himself to another pair of empty seats, but the big older guy was just trying to the friendly, and he might take offence. Instead, Nicholas decided the diplomatic thing to do was to wait until their next service area comfort stop and move then. He could lay out across a double seat and snooze.

For now, it was nice to just close his eyes and rest. As Nicholas breathed that musk in and out, and the fat old bear talked softly to him about gods knows what, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier as the bus swayed its way down the road.

Nicholas woke, slowly, as the bus driver made an announcement of the next comfort stop coming up. Embarrassingly he had fallen asleep, head snuggling up against the side of the big guy. And as consciousness returned, he thought he had heard a few words of German. But no, he must have imaging it. The avuncular bear was still nattering way in his incomprehensible language.

Considerably more embarrassingly, Nicholas also slowly realised he was feeling horny, sporting a semi-erection. But it was as if his mind was having to fight its way through a treacle like fog to fully return to reality. A mortifying reality where, not only had he fallen asleep on the big bear, but their hands had also moved in their sleep onto each other’s inner thigh, so that his semi-erect cock was touching the man’s fingers, while his own hand was wrapped around something much, much bigger!

Nicholas whipped his traitorous hand away as reality fully snapped back in. The big bear eventually did the same, but much more slowly and deliberately, still grinning at him and nattering incomprehensibly, as if they should have no worries in the world.

After their comfort stop, Nicholas got back on the bus with a firm plan in mind, to stretch out on an empty double seat, and try to sleep some more.

But as soon as he saw the grinning teddy bear of a guy his resolve weakened. He had the oddest sensation, that in the 20 minutes or so he’d been away from the older man during the comfort stop, he’d actually started to miss him somehow. That soft incomprehensible muttering. That manly musky odour.

So, when the big old guy stood and indicated Nicholas should retake his window seat, squeezed in next to him, he submissively obeyed.

As their bus journey resumed, it felt perfectly normal to cuddle back up against Daddy Bear, a hand mutually back on each other’s inner thigh, revealing in his musky, manly scent. Drifting in and out of consciousness as the bus swayed down the endless road, the older man babbling away softly to him.

In semi-lucid, dream like moments, Nicholas felt the two fingers of the older man’s big bear hand gently caressing the tip of his semi-erect boi cock in a bliss of horny happiness. He would reassuringly squeeze the big handful of real man meat in his own hand in response, just a weak little beta boi, safely snuggled in against his older Daddy Bear.

In his dreams, Nicholas could distinctly a time he had thought he might become a man too. That was before he recognised nature had given him a tiny cock, semi-erect at best, a useless little thing that women would only ever laugh at. That was just nature’s way. He had been delt a different hand, the role of a beta boi, his destiny to the be a submissive toy for real men instead. Older Daddy Bears who would protect little sissy bois and could give them what they needed.

Nicholas tried to snuggle in even closer to Daddy Bear’s body, tasking a happy deep breath of his manly musk, rubbing his little hand more firmly and contentedly along the full length of the older man’s big alpha cock. “Good Boi” Daddy Bear told him in perfect German, and Nicholas felt a little pre-cum leak from his dicklet in excited joy at receiving his older Daddy’s praise.

The bus driver was announcing the first of their final three late evening stops, the area’s central bus station, before two more edge of town locations.

Nicholas had planned to get off here and find a cheap hostel for the night, before resuming his journey tomorrow. Daddy Bear suggested he stayed on the bus with him until the last stop, a remote truck park where he, and a couple of the other engers, were going to collect their trucks. He could stay the night in the cab instead.

Nicholas readily agreed. Good bois did what they were told. Good bois obeyed.

Daddy Bear’s truck cab smelt even more strongly of his sweet manly musk. It made Nicholas’s head spin with horny need. They lay on the comfy little sleeping cot behind the driving seats, continuing their mutual rubbing from the bus.

Daddy Bear unzipped, first his own pants, and then Nicholas’s, slipping his big paw inside, as Nicholas obediently did the same. The difference in sensations was so arousing. Daddy Bear’s two big fingers rubbing Nicholas’s little limp boi nub in a pleasurable circular motion. Nicholas’s whole hand wrapped around the older man’s big thick cock, moving up and down the mighty shaft as it grew harder and harder to his touch.

Daddy Bear pulled off his shirt, and Nicholas ran his other hand over the older man’s big hairy belly and chest, feeling more and more turned on, wanting, no needing, to be his boi slut. Still rubbing Daddy’s sexy hairy belly, Nicholas ran his tongue up the mighty shaft of the old man’s hard cock, now standing to fully erect attention like a fat baby’s arm. Reaching the top, Nicholas took the bulbous head into his month and started to suck. Daddy Bear put a big paw reassuringly on his head as he taught him to take it deeper and deeper down his willing throat.

Daddy Bear eventually turned his boi slut onto his back, holding his legs apart in the air, exposing his virgin hole. Nicholas gasped with pain and pleasure as the big, perfect, old man’s alpha cock invaded him. He felt complete and safe with the weight of Daddy Bear’s heavy hairy stomach pushing down on him, the old man’s hot cock filling him up deep inside.

“Oh god, yes Daddy” Nicholas cried out, as the Old Bear grunted, filling his boi with a hot load of alpha cum. He couldn’t wait for Daddy Bear to pull out of him, so Nicholas could lick the last drops of superior cum from that sexy older cock.

The next morning, before they hit the road in Daddy Bear’s truck, he had some new clothes for Nicholas. Some very tiny, tight white shorts, and a pink singlet. With the German’s tousled longish blonde hair from his travels, the overall effect meant that no-one would mistake Nicholas for anything other than the little beta boi slut that he was.

At another truck stop that night, in some remote corner of Eastern Europe countryside, Daddy Bear met up with an old friend. A fellow truck driver, another hot looking hairy older Big Bear. Soon, Nicholas was on his knees in the cab, sucking off the two older Daddy dicks, relishing the feel of their fat hairy bellies resting on the top of his obedient young boi head. The older Daddy Bears just knew how to treat a little flaccid little boi slut like him.

Daddy Bear shot his warm load of alpha cum down Nicholas’s throat first, leaving his old friend to finish fucking him hard up the ass, sweating profusely on him, before filling his greedy boi cunt with a second huge alpha male load.

While he was being fucked, Daddy Bear used his phone to film Nicholas in action with the other old trucker. Nicholas smiled for the camera and said how much of a boi slut he was for older men’s cocks. Daddy Bear even managed to capture the moment Nicholas’s little floppy dicklet leaked cum from the over-excitement of being fucked by a real older man.

Later, Daddy Bear showed him the clip of Nicholas he had ed. It read, ‘Horny little boi slut, coming soon to a truck stop near you’.

At the new truck park the next night, three old hairy Bear truckers were waiting for Nicholas to visit their cabs and service their senior meaty cocks. Nicholas couldn’t believe how lucky he had been to meet Daddy Bear on the bus, and for him to introduce him to this endless pool of hot older Daddies. This was his life now, travelling from stop to stop with Daddy Bear, earning his keep, and he loved it.