Log inLimewah's Hypnovember 2025
Day 8 - Cocknosis (ArdwinArache)
"Worship your dick… Submit to your dick… Obey your dick…"
The first time Ardwin heard there was a 'Flasher Epidemic', he scoffed.
Flashing was something done by like… one weirdo with a kink that he couldn't keep to himself and consenting adults, until he got bored of it or he got arrested.
It wasn't the sort of thing you'd hear about happening in two different places on the same night. Or increasing in frequency. Like it was an actual contagion spreading. Some who were 'infected' would go around flashing people, spreading the cock-hunger. Others would seek out more dicks to suck, and spread it that way...
Frankly, Ardwin thought it was an urban myth. Especially he only heard about it from that endless upward scroll of flashy videos with eye catching titles and wide-eyed influencers speaking urgently about the issue… and it was everywhere. All he wanted was cute cat videos, not that shit.
The scaremongering wasn't going to stop Ardwin from going on his evening walk. He wasn't worried. He was too nimble and in-shape to be caught out or cornered. He'd outrun a few muggers in his time, as easily as you might waft away a fly. He also stayed to bright, spacious areas with plenty of potential bystanders or onlookers.
The blonde human's cheeks were getting a little red from the late autumn chill. He was already thinking ahead, excited to get back into his warm, well-heated house and put his feet up. Maybe even have a bath…
The blonde human's cheeks were getting a little red from the late autumn chill. He was already thinking ahead, excited to get back into his warm, well-heated house and put his feet up. Maybe even have a bath…
The street was empty, quiet, and well-lit. No chance of anyone sneaking up on him, or leaping out of some dark corner.
The figure in the dark, hooded peacoat ahead of him didn't give him that much pause. They were hunched down low, walking quickly, hands jammed in their pockets - probably in a hurry to get home, out of the cold. The coat-wearing figure was barrelling right towards Ardwin too rather pacily, seemingly unaware of him, right in the middle of the sidewalk to make it difficult to pass by.
"'Scuse me!" Ardwin called out. The figure lifted their eyes up.
Ardwin couldn't make out the stranger's features inside the hood… Just two big white staring eyes. No irises. No pupils. Just white orbs.
Maybe it was just a trick of the light. Or maybe Ardwin was overtired and wasn't noticing details he'd normally catch.
There wasn't much point in dwelling on it. Just had to overtake and move on.
As he got closer, he noticed the figure's right hand was moving strangely inside the pocket… pushing inwards, towards their midsection.
…He was still going to give them the benefit of the doubt.
The figure in the dark, hooded peacoat ahead of him didn't give him that much pause. They were hunched down low, walking quickly, hands jammed in their pockets - probably in a hurry to get home, out of the cold. The coat-wearing figure was barrelling right towards Ardwin too rather pacily, seemingly unaware of him, right in the middle of the sidewalk to make it difficult to pass by.
"'Scuse me!" Ardwin called out. The figure lifted their eyes up.
Ardwin couldn't make out the stranger's features inside the hood… Just two big white staring eyes. No irises. No pupils. Just white orbs.
Maybe it was just a trick of the light. Or maybe Ardwin was overtired and wasn't noticing details he'd normally catch.
There wasn't much point in dwelling on it. Just had to overtake and move on.
As he got closer, he noticed the figure's right hand was moving strangely inside the pocket… pushing inwards, towards their midsection.
…He was still going to give them the benefit of the doubt.
"Just need to get by…" he said, quietly, politely, but firmly.
"Oh, sorry…" the figure said. "I got a bit distracted… you're really pretty, you know that?""
Their voice sounded raspy. But melodic. The sort of tone of someone who knew a secret, a bit of juicy gossip that they were dying to share. A big white grin crept across the figure's shadow-occluded face. It seemed un-naturally wide. It gave Ardwin the willies.
"Oh, I've gotta go, sorry, I'm in a hurry," Ardwin said quickly. He couldn't say he was going home. He didn't want to risk getting followed. "So lemme just get by you…"
"Hey hey, wait a second…" the figure said, his free hand reaching for the hem of his coat. "I've got something you'll like to see…"
"Oh, sorry…" the figure said. "I got a bit distracted… you're really pretty, you know that?""
Their voice sounded raspy. But melodic. The sort of tone of someone who knew a secret, a bit of juicy gossip that they were dying to share. A big white grin crept across the figure's shadow-occluded face. It seemed un-naturally wide. It gave Ardwin the willies.
"Oh, I've gotta go, sorry, I'm in a hurry," Ardwin said quickly. He couldn't say he was going home. He didn't want to risk getting followed. "So lemme just get by you…"
"Hey hey, wait a second…" the figure said, his free hand reaching for the hem of his coat. "I've got something you'll like to see…"
Ohhh god. It was real. There was an epidemic.
Ardwin liked staring at a good dick, but this was not the time, nor place, nor person.
"Don't you dare, you-"
FWIP.
Ardwin liked staring at a good dick, but this was not the time, nor place, nor person.
"Don't you dare, you-"
FWIP.
The motion was too quick for Ardwin to look away in time. The nude body beneath was shockingly toned, completely shaven smooth, with a thin waist and shapely hips. Whoever the flasher was, he was in very good shape…
Not to mention, shockingly well hung.
The dick flopped and bounced into view, and Ardwin's gaze was pulled with it - bouncing up, and down, up, and down, and down… and down…
Not to mention, shockingly well hung.
The dick flopped and bounced into view, and Ardwin's gaze was pulled with it - bouncing up, and down, up, and down, and down… and down…
Ardwin's perception crash-zoomed inwards towards the stalactite of flesh. It was uncut, the skin taut, the glans peeking out of the rolled up edge of the foreskin as it pointed straight down towards the ground. It wasn't even fully erect, but it was as thick as a soda can and the length of three of them stacked on each other. And since it wasn't totally erect, it swung like a pendulum. Ardwin's surprise and shock kept his eyes glued to the tip of the shaft as it swung in a little arc.
"Y-you…" Ardwin croaked. "W…weirdo..…"
What was he saying? What was he trying to say…? There was something he was about to call the cock - no, the person attached to the p-pretty c…cock…
The cock flexed and twitched forward towards Ardwin, like a dog sniffing for a treat. With that throb came a little globule of pearl, clear pre-cum. It formed into a perfectly round bead, somehow staying tensile in place on the tip.
Ardwin's lips parted a little bit more. There was something he had to say. Something on the tip of his tongue… like that bead on the tip of the cock…
The bead burst and dribbled, and so too did the thought.
The slender body inclined its hips and shifted, swinging the thick meat to the left. Ardwin's eyes followed it. His eyes fluttered, and he croaked confusedly. What was he doing…? Aside from staring…?
How important could it have been?
As the cock swung to the left, Ardwin's left foot shifted forward. As the cock swung right, his right foot sluggishly overtook his left. His shoulders slumped and he bent forward at the hips, coming closer and closer with a befuddled look in his glazing-over eyes.
"That's it…" the flasher snickered. "Hard to take your eyes off it, huh? It's a nice lookin' dick… bet you've never seen a dick this pretty in his life, have you…? I can tell you're a cock connoisseur like I am…"
the dick swung left, and right. Ardwin's head shook and dipped.
"That's right…" the voice attached to the dick said - Ardwin had ceased to notice anything but the dick.
He looked up at the shaft - when had he started looking up? When had he knelt below it, on the rough concrete? Did it matter? There were more important things to think about. Like the cock. Back and forth. Watching it throb. Watching it sway. Dribble. Drip.
His own dick was pulsing and throbbing between his legs. His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets. And his mouth was salivating.
The gorgeous dick was getting more erect, the point rising higher and higher each time it throbbed. And each time it throbbed, Ardwin's head bounced to follow the tip, rising up and down as if he was nodding to answer some unspoken question.
Every time an errant thought, a realisation of where he was, bubbled to the surface, it was banished by another throb.
It was cold, because he'd stopped moving - throb.
Why had he stopped moving- throb.
Why was he crawling closer to the - throb.
He needed to get away before the next - throb.
…What was it he needed to -throb.
Throb.
Throb.
Ardwin pressed his nose gently against the base of the shaft, his eyes crossing to try and keep focused on the tip… but it was too much effort, and he simply let his eyes glaze over, let his other senses take over the worship.
The cock was soft and smooth as silk, as if they'd just stepped out of the shower. The scent was subtle, chocolatey, decadent…
Ardwin giggled dumbly as he nuzzled into the flesh, his mouth opening to let the balls rest on his tongue. The dick see-sawed against his face, and he went cross-eyed to try and keep his eyes on it - it was the most important thing in the world, it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen… and wait, he had one of those too, didn't he…?
"You've got one of them too," the voice above him said. "Take yours out, see how it feels…"
The surge of pleasure Ardwin felt as he gripped his cock was overwhelming. It was like he'd just discovered the feeling for the first time again - a novel feeling, a high he had subconsciously chased for the rest of his life. And now… now…!
I g-gotta stop myself before this gets worse, I can't touch myself in public like this..!
Throb.
He humped his hand, huffing and whimpering as he pressed his face into the cock. It throbbed against him, dripping and drumming a rhythm against his face. With each stroke and pump, his dick grew harder, more sensitive, the pleasure growing rather than lessening.
The dick rolled back and forth over his face. His body curved and swayed with its movements like a charmed snake, trying to keep it perfectly balanced in the middle of his head.
Errant thoughts surged up now and again. Confusion and concern slipped into his head.
Wait, I n-need to stop… this is crazy, why aren't my legs working-
Throb.
"Submit to the dick…" the voice's rasp had become a low, rumbling coo, and it almost sounded like a monastic chant. "The dick is the source of pleasure… the dick is the source of life…"
The cock was soft and smooth as silk, as if they'd just stepped out of the shower. The scent was subtle, chocolatey, decadent…
Ardwin giggled dumbly as he nuzzled into the flesh, his mouth opening to let the balls rest on his tongue. The dick see-sawed against his face, and he went cross-eyed to try and keep his eyes on it - it was the most important thing in the world, it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen… and wait, he had one of those too, didn't he…?
"You've got one of them too," the voice above him said. "Take yours out, see how it feels…"
The surge of pleasure Ardwin felt as he gripped his cock was overwhelming. It was like he'd just discovered the feeling for the first time again - a novel feeling, a high he had subconsciously chased for the rest of his life. And now… now…!
I g-gotta stop myself before this gets worse, I can't touch myself in public like this..!
Throb.
He humped his hand, huffing and whimpering as he pressed his face into the cock. It throbbed against him, dripping and drumming a rhythm against his face. With each stroke and pump, his dick grew harder, more sensitive, the pleasure growing rather than lessening.
The dick rolled back and forth over his face. His body curved and swayed with its movements like a charmed snake, trying to keep it perfectly balanced in the middle of his head.
Errant thoughts surged up now and again. Confusion and concern slipped into his head.
Wait, I n-need to stop… this is crazy, why aren't my legs working-
Throb.
"Submit to the dick…" the voice's rasp had become a low, rumbling coo, and it almost sounded like a monastic chant. "The dick is the source of pleasure… the dick is the source of life…"
Th… that's crazy talk, that's cult stuff… but why does it sound kinda right…?
Throb.
"Worship the dick… Submit to the dick… obey the dick…"
W…worship…?
Ardwin's drooling lips moved in tandem with the chant. His stroking began to take on an even pace, committing the edicts to heart. The words swirled around in his head, finding purchase wherever they could, settling into his mind…
"Time to worship, sexy…"
Throb.
"Worship the dick… Submit to the dick… obey the dick…"
W…worship…?
Ardwin's drooling lips moved in tandem with the chant. His stroking began to take on an even pace, committing the edicts to heart. The words swirled around in his head, finding purchase wherever they could, settling into his mind…
"Time to worship, sexy…"
The dick disappeared from sight, the edges of the coat flapping against his face.
Whaat… b-but how am I supposed to worship…
"Worship your dick… Submit to your dick… obey your dick…"
Whaat… b-but how am I supposed to worship…
"Worship your dick… Submit to your dick… obey your dick…"
With nothing else to stare at, Ardwin obeyed. He looked straight down at his shaft and put his palms on either side of it. His hips surged forward as his palms squeezed. His cock was pointed down towards the ground as he pushed faster, his pace turning desperate and feverish.
"Ghh… guh…"
"That's right, cutie…" a hand ruffled Ardwin's hair, then slid down under his chin to lift it up. A bright white smile beamed down at him. He smiled back.
"You're doing great… but I can tell there's something else you want. Something's on your mind…"
"I w…wa…." Ardwin mumbled, his eyes starting to occlude in a cock-hungry glaze. "Want cock…"
"Ohh! Okay, sure…~" the coat opened again, then closed - this time around Ardwin's head, hiding him from the outside world and pressing his nose right against the base of that cock again.
His own dick throbbed and dribbled as a desperately horny moan escaped his throat. His tongue dragged upwards along it till it reached the head, and he took hold of it between his lips before tugging it downwards to help it slide into his mouth.
It fit perfectly.
It pulsed deliciously.
Each throb sent a shockwave of pleasure through Ardwin's skull, down his spine, to make his own dick throb in concert.
Ardwin closed his eyes. In his mind, he saw the dick swing back and forth like a pendulum, like before…
The whole world had disappeared into darkness beneath that coat, so there was only one thing to hold onto, one thing that mattered. The delicious, hypnotic dick.
"Mmmnh, it's coming…" the voice from above drizzled down into his ears. "You're doing so good… this dick's about to give you a treat, one that's gonna make your cock feel even better, even more impossible to disobey…!"
"Mmmnh~!" Ardwin moaned, his eyes rolling. "Pllln…~"
A final push. A final throb. He felt something warm, thick, familiarly delicious pulse and pour down his throat. His pupils and irises finally vanished, the hypnotic effects of that corruptive seed pushing him over the edge into cock-drunk oblivion…
His own cock throbbed at the exact same time, painting the ground beneath them with thick spurts and splashes of cum. What was left of Ardwin was pushed out with it too…. and he submitted to the stranger's cock, completely and utterly.
"That's right, cutie…" a hand ruffled Ardwin's hair, then slid down under his chin to lift it up. A bright white smile beamed down at him. He smiled back.
"You're doing great… but I can tell there's something else you want. Something's on your mind…"
"I w…wa…." Ardwin mumbled, his eyes starting to occlude in a cock-hungry glaze. "Want cock…"
"Ohh! Okay, sure…~" the coat opened again, then closed - this time around Ardwin's head, hiding him from the outside world and pressing his nose right against the base of that cock again.
His own dick throbbed and dribbled as a desperately horny moan escaped his throat. His tongue dragged upwards along it till it reached the head, and he took hold of it between his lips before tugging it downwards to help it slide into his mouth.
It fit perfectly.
It pulsed deliciously.
Each throb sent a shockwave of pleasure through Ardwin's skull, down his spine, to make his own dick throb in concert.
Ardwin closed his eyes. In his mind, he saw the dick swing back and forth like a pendulum, like before…
The whole world had disappeared into darkness beneath that coat, so there was only one thing to hold onto, one thing that mattered. The delicious, hypnotic dick.
"Mmmnh, it's coming…" the voice from above drizzled down into his ears. "You're doing so good… this dick's about to give you a treat, one that's gonna make your cock feel even better, even more impossible to disobey…!"
"Mmmnh~!" Ardwin moaned, his eyes rolling. "Pllln…~"
A final push. A final throb. He felt something warm, thick, familiarly delicious pulse and pour down his throat. His pupils and irises finally vanished, the hypnotic effects of that corruptive seed pushing him over the edge into cock-drunk oblivion…
His own cock throbbed at the exact same time, painting the ground beneath them with thick spurts and splashes of cum. What was left of Ardwin was pushed out with it too…. and he submitted to the stranger's cock, completely and utterly.
As well as his own.
Ardwin kept his eyes out as he walked, his hands holding his coat closed.
He wasn't a flasher, not like the one who converted him. He kept licking his lips, his milky eyes hungrily scanning…
He caught someone alone, a cute twink like him - tan skinned, red-haired, nervously checking his phone. Waiting for a lift, maybe…
They had a nicely sized bulge in their jeans, too. Excellent.
A big white grin spread across his shadowy face.
"Hey…" Ardwin waved shyly as he approached. "You busy?"
Before they could respond, he closed the gap. "You look like you have a pretty cock… I bet it needs to be worshipped… and I can do that for you~"
Ardwin kept his eyes out as he walked, his hands holding his coat closed.
He wasn't a flasher, not like the one who converted him. He kept licking his lips, his milky eyes hungrily scanning…
He caught someone alone, a cute twink like him - tan skinned, red-haired, nervously checking his phone. Waiting for a lift, maybe…
They had a nicely sized bulge in their jeans, too. Excellent.
A big white grin spread across his shadowy face.
"Hey…" Ardwin waved shyly as he approached. "You busy?"
Before they could respond, he closed the gap. "You look like you have a pretty cock… I bet it needs to be worshipped… and I can do that for you~"
