I read Hypnotised into sex, when I did it brought memories flooding back. I've never been in that situation, but given half a chance I would have been. My first experience of gay sex was in Mombasa in a small hotel on the Kilindini road, The Coral Deene Hotel - a regular haunt of British India Officers. I had been left there for a couple of weeks while we were expecting equipment from the UK, as was quite common in the early 70's a strike had caused delays. Although I was only in my late teens, I was quite capable in my field of work and had already traveled quite extensively. But it had always been a fantasy to be hypnotised and be used for gay sex, alas something that never happened to me. However during a drunken night in the hotel I had mentioned it to a guy of a ship called the Morada, or Mirida and he persuaded me to allow him to share my bed. he was the first man that actually made me want to be bent over and screwed more than once.