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Unlock with PatreonFlashback Friday: Luca’s New Slave
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Luca had been one of my natural bodybuilding clients, and had made me proud with his progress. It was time to reward him with a muscle slave. “He is for me?” Luca asked.
And the slave I had dumbed down into mindless obedience, easily complied. “Now, what would you like him to do for you? Start with something easy.”
“Go ahead, command him to sleep for you.” Thanks to my earlier instruction, Luca knew this slave had been programmed with a trigger point on his righta arm… all he had to do was push down and say “Sleep slave.”
And the slave I had dumbed down into mindless obedience, easily complied. “Now, what would you like him to do for you? Start with something easy.”
“Slave, I want you to flex for me….and the more you flex for me, the better you are going to feel.” The hairy muscle slave complied, a big smile coming across his face as he felt the pleasure of flexing for his Master.
His name no longer mattered, but he had been sent to me by My mole in a local precinct. With prisons overcrowding, low-rent criminals – in this case a petty thief – would be sent my way for reprogramming. Criminals like him often already start on the lower end of the intelligence scale, so it didn’t take much before he was dumbing down with every stroke.
He didn’t know what awaited, but he was tired of struggling to survive and more than willing to give into something new.
Now the past seemed a distant memory, his mind fuzzy if he tried to think about it. It felt better to just let go and obey. No need to think. No need to make decisions. Life was better this way. He continued to flex until Luca gave him a new command.
“Slave, I want you to feel and massage my muscles now. And the more you admire my muscles, the more you will crave sucking off your Master.” Luca has learned well from Me.
Roommate Trouble
Flashback Friday: Country Muscle
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He’s your ideal fuck toy. Charming ginger muscle stud with a bright smile. That perfectly muscled body is covered from head to toe in a sweaty country-worked sheen that makes you weak in the knees.
You drive by on your way to camp, looking for fire wood for sale, and spot your fantasy ginger fuck toy working in the summer sun. He’s absolutely perfect. Surely he knows where a fella can get some firewood, you reason, as you can’t help but stop.
A quick pop on the car horn breaks his routine. He turns and smiles as he acknowledges your approach. He fucking drips with country charm – he’s a total god, with a bashful humility that makes you want to fuck him right there.
After explaining your situation (while trying to hide your obvious excitement), he explains he might be able to help you with your wood issue.
He quickly shucks himself out of his shorts with no excess modesty, explaining that he can move things along quicker in the summer heat without the restrictions of his work shorts. He’s a perfect physical specimen. You’ve jacked off to his image a thousand times before. And this hunk is right here in front of you.
You’re drinking in his perfect form as you feel your dick growing painfully hard in your khakis. And somehow you suspect he knows how badly you want him despite never breaking that gaze – he’s staring directly into your eyes as he takes care of your wood needs.
You imagine he swings his axe the way he fucks – powerfully, full force, and with precision. You need to have this fucker right now.
The Houseslave
Flashback Friday: Correcting Gym Etiquette
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My buddy Luiz asked for My help with a cocky young jock at his gym. The young lad had been wasting time on the machines , often pausing for selfies and to record short flex videos for his followers. It wouldn’t have been so bad if he wasn’t rude with it, but he was… both verbally and through his actions by not letting others work in between sets.
Luiz arranged for me to join him in the gym locker room at a time we knew Reed would soon be showing up, and I introduced myself to offer my services. Initially he scoffed, “I don’t need your help,” but I continued to simply tell him about all the benefits he would be left with if he simply started doing things the right way right now in the gym.
Thankfully, Reed was very susceptible to My voice, and it did not take him long to begin stroking to My suggestions. I started with the basics of simply being courteous to others in the gym, but when I saw his cock throb at the mention of Luiz’ name, I decided to have a bit more fun.
With every stroke, I began making him lust after Luiz more and more. Every stroke made him crave the sexy man’s cock inside of him more than ever. Every word from Coach made him ready to submit sexually to the muscled stud.
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Reed had become so enamored with My buddy by the time I was done, that he stared longingly up at Luiz when he saw him the next day, smiling like a goober. He was so infatuated that he didn’t even notice at first when Luiz dropped his towel.
Yet as the two continued chatting, soon Reed did realize that tantalizing cock was in front of him just waiting for his mouth, and it did not take him long to begin worshipping it fervently. Nothing had ever tasted so delicious against his tongue, and that only made him more eager to keep going deeper and deeper down on that cock.
Working Those Resolutions – And Each Other
New Year’s Cockin’ Eve
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“Hurry back from the bathroom, the countdown’s about to start.”
“Already? Man, this year continues to go by too fast.”
“Well, it’s almost over – and good riddance.”
“I know it’s been a tough year babe. The pandemic has still been keeping me busy at the hospital with these variants, while you’ve had to adjust to being home more. It’s taken a strain on our relationship.”
“Yeah, tell me something you don’t know. But that’s why you gifted us that session with Coach, huh? I am glad he was able to already work us in for a session. I must admit, I do feel a bit better about what’s to come after that.”
“Same here. I know he said not to expect too much after one session, but sitting here ready to ring in the new year together feels right.”
“Yeah, what was Coach saying about the New Year anyway?”
“Honestly it’s a bit fuzzy to me too.”
<We’re just seconds away from the ball drop.>
“Welp, the announcers are saying it’s time, so I guess we’ll worry about that later. Time to ring in the New Year!”
<10….9…8…7….6… 5… 4…. 3…. 2…. 1…. HAPPY NEW YEAR!>
As the ball dropped, so had the men, the countdown harkening back to their hypnosis session until they were left in a hypnotized yet active state.
By the time the cheers of the new year filled the room, both men felt very warm as they began taking off their shirts.
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