Category Archives: Free Fridays

The Backwards Hat

Joey was a smart guy with a good job, but sometimes he wanted to just let go when he got home…which is why he started listening to hypnosis that would dumb him down whenever he wore a cap.  He responded well, dumbing down further whenever he wore it backwards… but soon he started to feel it was something he didn’t need to do anymore. He was becoming happy without dumbing down. His boyfriend, on the other hand, missed dumb Joey. Dumb Joey was too simple to ever argue with him and went along with everything that Devon wanted.

Dumb Joey never felt too tired from work to get it on. One day when Joey had felt a bit tired, Devon said, “well at least watch some porn with me.” And as Joey was distracted by the action on screen, Devon snuck Joey’s cap back on him.  “What are you doin… oh fuck… I forgot how dope this feels.”

“Why don’t you suck my cock, babe?” Joey couldn’t think of a reason not to – of course, Joey could barely think at all. He eagerly went down on his boyfriend’s cock, and Devon loved having Dumb Joey back.

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Flashback Friday: HypnoBondage

First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.

“Do you have any experience with bondage, Coach?”

That’s actually an area I could use some more practice with, jock. Though there is one exception to that. I do have some experience with hypnobondage? 

“Hypnobondage? Like, just suggesting a jock feels tied up? Yeah, right, Coach. Like that’s going to work.”

My other hypnosis has worked on you and left you loving to flex for Me like the dumb jock you now are. There’s no reason for you to doubt Me now, jock.


“What? I don’t flex for ya, Coach.”

You don’t, eh? Good jocks love to strip down for Coach. Good jocks love to flex for Coach.

“I don’t, Coach.”

Then why are you naked and flexing for Me right now, jock? 

“I … what…. I don’t remember, Coach.”

That’s okay, jock. Why don’t you get comfortable and begins stroking for Me now…. that’s it… just start stroking that cock until you’re ready to relax even deeper and deeper for Me…

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Albie’s Transformation

I’m still having some technical difficulties but at least have this workaround for now… hopefully it works and apologizes on any image sizing issues!

It had been the hope that Albie would be able to come over and visit Coach this summer, but of course those plans had changed this year through no faults of our own. Still, Albie was committed to making Coach happy and wanted to show Me just how much of a good boy he could be for Me, which is why he often sent Me sexy photos of himself. As much as he wanted to cam more, he understood Coach’s time was incredibly full… but tonight the good boy was going to get rewarded. With nowhere to go for the near-term future, Albie had also decided it would be the perfect time to fully embrace becoming a FitDimWit, and I was excited to help him let go further.

As we began the session, letting go is exactly what I had him focus on. Soon he would be letting go of all worries, all stress, all tensions, all anxieties, all insecurities…. anything that could get in the way of him being able to enjoy becoming a dumb jock as he then let go of intelligence. He simply had to let go further of all unnecessary thoughts, of all useless knowledge, of anything in that mind that didn’t involve basic survival or building his muscle. And of course, he would also find himself letting go further to Me.

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Present

Hey jock, what are you doing here? 

“You asked for my presence, Coach?”

No, I asked for your presents. 

“Yeah, presence, Sir!”

Sometimes I make you guys just a bit too dumb, don’t I?

“I dunno, Coach. I think I’m pretty smart.”

Isn’t thinking hard for you, jock?


“You’re right, Coach. Hard to think. Think with dick. Dick getting hard.”

That’s it, jock. So easy to just drift back down for me as you become my present. Simply present here and now, even as you let go more and more and presently become so very simple….while also becoming my special birthday present for today…. and it’s funny how the word present can mean two different things, present here and present for Coach, and yet the same thing at the same time because you are a present who is present for Coach.

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Follow Orders

Jerry was a bit worried for his job. His bosses had tied in his performance with how well he was able to train their newest hire, but the information just wasn’t clicking with Leland. Even if Jerry could have thrown Leland under the bus, he didn’t want to… despite being frustrated his protege wasn’t “getting it,” he genuinely liked the guy. Desperate for solutions, he found a program for ‘Following Orders’ online. ‘Maybe that will help,’ he thought. ‘He just needs to stop second-guessing himself and do what I’m telling him, and he’ll be a pro in no time.’  He didn’t really think through any possible other consequences besides improved performance.

And yet, as he began playing the program on his desktop, it was having a definite affect on his associate. Leland was building with a desire to obey, yet it seemed the programming had less to do with work performance and more about pleasing one’s Superior. With his own mentor right there, Leland’s lust built for Jerry, and he was soon making his newfound desires known.

Jerry was surprised but relished in the attention. Surely to be that quickly affected, it must be what the muscle jock had wanted deep down?  And it’s difficult to say if Leland had been crossing on his trainer before – he was more than crushing on him now. Soon he had stripped off their clothes and began worshiping Jerry’s cock.


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Muscle God Worship

Roman had been conditioning to be a total meathead, his muscles swelling up more and more as his mind became more and more simple. Yet, he hadn’t quite embraced flaunting his muscles… even as I had conditioned him to think less and less, he remained a bit on the shy side. I had to get him to truly give in to the muscle lust.  “I dunno what it is Coach. I just kinda feel silly posin’ and flexin’ and stuff.”

It’s alright, meathead. Let’s work on taking you deeper down. As he drifted into a deep trance, I helped Roman let go of his last remaining inhibitions.


He had been becoming a muscle god, and it was time he felt like a specimen worthy of being worshiped. His muscles were meant to be shown off, and getting to see those muscles shown off would make so many people so very happy.

It just feels so good to know that your muscles fill others with pleasure. Their pleasure becomes your pleasure. You feed off of their lust andd desire. You crave their worship more and more. And every time you see your muscles in a mirror from now on, you will know without a doubt that you are a muscle god worthy of worship.


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Flashback Friday: Serve Your Superior

First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original story, then titled “Serve the Men Who Serve Your Country,”  here. 

Emiliano had always been pulling pranks on his buddy Remy during their years studying in the ROTC program together. It often resulted in the two of them getting in trouble, and Remy worried it might undermine his hopes of a military career that would lead to an early retirement. The program already had Coach’s services on hand to help motivate the boys for fitness, but Remy sought to see if I could help in other ways. Soon after, I began some one on one training with Emiliano, who would be instructed to view Remy as his Superior. Soldiers are already programmed to obey orders, so it was quite easy.
As the military stud inspected the specimen before him, he asked:  “Are you ready to serve the men who serve your country?” “Sir, yes Sir!” Emiliano replied without hesitation.

It was not uncommon for gay jokes to abound in a military environment, and Emiliano had been one of the top offenders. He had been unaware that his favorite prank buddy was himself gay, as Remy had so far kept closeted as he prepared to serve. Now, knowing his fellow army jock had been programmed to obey, Remy couldn’t resist the urge to test just how much Emiliano would obey.


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Co-Captains

It was great I often could provide support jocks for the top players on the team, but sometimes I also wanted to see better unity among My co-captains. For the upcoming season, that would be Camden and Daniel – but the two had at times clashed in the past, and I worried about their ability to come together as leaders. They both were the type to thrive on having the respect and attention of their fellow teammates, each wanting to be seen as the Alpha jock of the team. I knew I had to get them to realize they could both be seen equally as the team’s Alphas, which is why I brought them together for some joint hypnosis sessions. Soon, I had them exploring their lust for each other, knowing that building an attraction between them was the only way for them to enjoy sharing the spotlight.

After having them take turns exploring each other’s bodies, I instructed them to begin to stroke each other off. Their inhibitions having long been removed when they joined the team, it didn’t take much to have them stroke each other back down into a deep trance. Both of them would lust for each other’s cocks from now on. Both of them would crave pleasing the other one. They would listen to each other, and more importantly, to Coach. They would stand united in front of the team and make decisions together. With every stroke, their lust for each other grew stronger. With every stroke, their desire to please each other and Coach became more intense.  With every stroke, they realized how much they loved being with another Alpha.

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Nothing to Hide

Tanner and Jalen were enjoying themselves outdoors, soaking up the sun, when Tanner spotted one of their neighbors staring at them. Though nothing had ever really been said, the looks had often been enough for Tanner to know something made them uncomfortable. Was it that they were gay? Was it that his partner was Black? He wasn’t sure, but he made sure to show them exactly what he thought as he kissed and groped his lover

Having been raised religious, Tanner had not always been so forward and open. That’s not to say he wouldn’t stand up in a crisis, but he had been quite shy and preferred that they keep to themselves. A lot of it stemmed from a fear for his better half, rather than a general fear – but he simply had not been one for PDAs either.


Jalen did not care though, and he wanted the same for his partner. Any discomfort was on the other person, not on them. And while he preferred love and acceptance, he relished in making the uncomfortable squirm even more. It was a way for him to take some of the power back from their judgments. He just needed to get Tanner on board, and that’s when I came in.

In time, Tanner would have no problem being out on the deck doing more than just kissing and groping – because both of them also had an exhibitionist streak. At least, Jalen did. Tanner’s love of showing off was something I began to instill in him, also at Jalen’s request, as I began to first program him with one-on-one stroke sessions. He had shed behind his religious ties, but now it was time to shed the lingering inhibitions.


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Australia

Angus had wanted to become a stereotypical Aussie jock for as long as he could remember… a fitdimwit of a  surfer dude from Down Under. While I couldn’t change where he was really from, I could help explore the fantasy through a special trigger… and that’s just what I was doing as I had him focus on a pair of special briefs. As he drifted into a deep trance, he learned that he would transform as soon as he put them on.

As I woke him, Angus couldn’t help but feel excited. “You really think this will work, Coach? I mean, I am getting hard just thinking about!,” he said as he took off his pants and felt his bulge through his boxers.”

Only one way to find out, I replied. 


As soon as he slipped on the briefs, it was an immediate transformation… he was nothing more than a dumb jock speaking with a bad accent. “Crikey, mate, I feel like a proper grommet!” It might not have been a perfect Australian, but it fit his idea of what a dumb jock Aussie would sound like.

Since we were in the privacy of his place, I didn’t see the harm in a bit of roleplay. Actors put on different accents all the time. But as he felt up his body and expressed desire to stay that way forever, I wondered if there was anything I could do. Acting for a film or stage production is one thing, but acting that way all the time was another.

Finally an idea hit Me.


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