Oh yeah? What’s that?
“MuscleSlave, come on out.”
“It’s another obedient FitDimWit for you, Coach!”
Obedient, eh? And this is what he wanted?
“Yeah, he was excited for a more simple life, Coach. The team worked together to program him with what we’ve learned from you, Coach.”
“Go ahead and give him a command, just say the word muscleslave first.”
MUSCLESLAVE, FLEX YOUR MUSCLES.
“Yes, SIR.”
“See Coach? He obeyed.”
“But he’s only so mindless when he’s got the mask on, Coach. Rest of the time he’s just a regular dumb jock who’s always horny for his Coach.”
He does seem perfectly compliant right now.
“We’ve been working on this present since last summer, Coach.”
“And we made sure he became obsessed with the gym and lookin’ good for you!”
Hairy, too. You know Coach enjoys that hairy muscle.
“Yes we do, Coach. Do you want some time to be alone with him?”
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And despite Christian’s insistence of playing a weird mix of patriotic electronica, or whatever odd genre that was, Derek felt incredible. It was as if all his thought and worries were vanishing from his mind, leaving just a simple fun-loving jock. He hadn’t had much to drink but somehow still felt drunk on life. Christian loved to watch him. Heck, he’d loved watching him all along, secretly taking screengrabs of Derek whenever he had the primary screen in the Zoom meetings. There had been a sadness in his eyes that made Christian sad, and so he set out to help his sexy co-worker truly let go for the weekend. And yet, as Derek let go of all inhibitions, Christian realized it was working better than he ever dreamt.
On the other, Derek seemed to be so free of decisions that he kept asking Christian, “What should we do now?” and insisting his co-worker decide for them. “Whatever you want to do. I just don’t have any cares today and I want you to feel just as good.”
Still, as the muscle jock flexed in the mirror, he couldn’t help but feel his muscles should be used for more. Ignorant that his new tracks had been conditioning him to feel that way, Carter simply kept flexing until his phone rang. 
And the more he began to worship his muscle, the more he realized his muscle was meant to be worshiped. He was an Alpha, and he needed to show off that muscle. He needed to make other men submit to his muscle. The thought of that turned him on more as he began to lick his own biceps.
It feels so natural to have a camera pointing at you, filming you, capturing your new exhibitionist lifestyle. It is such a turn on to know that others are going to enjoy watching you, and that they themselves will get so turned on by your mere sexy presence. It’s hot to think that the more you show off for them, the more you turn them on – and that turns you on more.
