Deacon looked in the mirror. He was looking good, having been working out much more lately. It was unlike him, as success in business had been his priority, but he had decided it needed to become more of a priority. He wasn’t in bad shape before, but the improvements of hitting the gym more were definitely beginning to show. It made him happy to see the results, and he started to think about how it might be nice to show Noel his progress.
Noel had started work as Deacon’s new assistant about a year ago, and Deacon had become increasingly grateful for his help. Sometimes he had trouble focusing on the details of a deal, an issue he blamed on his pre-workout causing focus issues, and Noel was always there ready to step in with the needed information. He had been a lifesaver, and Deacon had come to really rely on him.
Yet as he stared at his body, he couldn’t shake the thought of showing off his body to his assistant. He became lost in thought, staring in the mirror as the newest workout mix Noel made him continued to pulse in the background. It was that first workout mix that had really started motivating him to workout more, and he had enjoyed each one since. They always pumped him up, while Noel had also made a mix that helped Deacon relax before bed.
As he zoned out, Deacon began fantasizing about being naked in the office as his sexy assistant also came in naked. The executive felt like he could picture Noel’s physique perfectly, even though he could not remember ever seeing him naked. He had never felt drawn to another man sexually before, but he had slowly found himself lusting after his younger associate more and more.
The next thing he knew, Deacon was waking up in his office, actually naked as he stroked his cock in his chair. He started to come back down a bit, confused as to how he got there and wondering where his clothes could have gone. Thankfully it was the weekend with no one seemingly alone, until he heard a familiar voice.
That’s it, jock. Keep giving in to that lust as all those inhibitions continue to disappear. It feels so good to let go of all those anxieties you have about bottoming for him for the first time. We’ve been prepping for this and you’ve prepped physically for this, now all that is left is to prep mentally as you continue to let go of any of the fears or worries you might have. You feel so safe in with him and with Coach guiding you. You feel so comfortable and completely relaxed. It’s just so easy for you to keep relaxing as you continue to let go further and further for Me now. That’s a good jock.
Feel your own cock hardening in your jockstrap at the thought of bottoming for him. Now feel his cock. Feel how hard you’ve already made him, and how excited that in turn makes you. You crave to have that cock inside of you. Focus on how much you desire that cock. Focus on how much you hunger for that cock.These sensations grow stronger and stronger, stronger than any lingering doubts. These sensations grow stronger and stronger, arousing you more than you ever knew possible. These sensations grow stronger and stronger until you are left with no choice but to give in to that hunger and go down on that cock.
Westley was the type of hot entitled prick that didn’t know just how good he had it, having always come from a life of privilege. His attitude was more than apparent to Joziah when he had brought in his luxury sports car to the shop. Joziah had his way of dealing with such jerks that involved sabotaging their sound system so that only his special recordings would play when the vehicle drove. One couldn’t switch from satellite to local radio or simply turn the radio off – if the car was on, the special music was playing. The offending client would call in demanding the service be fixed for free – “it was fine until I brought it to you!” Joziah would agree, but claim to be backed up for at least a week and since a radio wasn’t a life-threatening emergency would apologize and offer additional services on the house to make up for the delay. They were never happy at first, but by the time they brought the vehicle in, they wanted to know how they could still choose to listen to the catchy beats if they so desired. They also would often end up giving into a newfound lust for the mechanic, providing him with a steady stream of blowjobs from snobs he loved seeing down on their knees – a position they would love to take for minorities going forward, regardless of what their orientation had been before. But every once in a while, when the person was a complete classist and usually also racist jerk, he liked to take the programming even further.
This was the case with Westley, who found himself craving not just Joziah’s cock but his whole lifestyle. All the perks he had from his live as an executive suddenly started to seem hollow compared to the value of getting to work with one’s hands. The idea of getting down and dirty was being programmed into his subconscious in more ways than one, and the suggestions were definitely taking hold. At the office, he found it harder and harder to concentrate on the business deals that increasingly bored him, wanting instead to get online and watch stock car races. Westley certainly had a tendency to speed before, but he never truly appreciated the rush one could get from the world of autos. He was beginning to crave the different smells of the environment – the sweaty musk of a man working hard, the grease and oil representing manly pastimes. His business suits felt more and more constricting – he envied having seen Joziah in his loose orange jumpsuit that looked so comfortable. By the time he brought his vehicle in to be fixed, he had started wearing the basics meant to be worn under such a jumpsuit. “You’re, uh, looking a bit skimpy in the pants department today, buddy,” Joziah joshed as the athletic former exec responded: “I quit my job today and thought maybe you’d let me try on a jumpsuit? I think I need to wear one.” Joziah smiled at the man’s admission, knowing his programming had worked. That smile led Westley to think with his dick as he went in for a kiss.
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