First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
My buddy Darnell was having a string of luck on the stock market; his wise investments had paid off. And they were about to pay off for Me too as he hired Me to help mold a new houseboy.
Jaime had already been serving in the role for about a month, but it was obvious his head wasn’t in it. He had never wanted to take this position, but he had been forced to drop out of college to help out his family. And while their situation had improved, his job outlook had not. It didn’t help that my friend wasn’t Jaime’s type – a point he made sure I knew as he showed off his lean body.
Still, it was fairly easy for Me to get Jaime to relax… and once he did, we started molding him to be more comfortable with his role. Over and over he was reminded of how he should be so grateful for the opportunity and how it felt so good to be making Darnell happy. He was told that it was completely natural that houseboys work in the nude – being naked was going to be his natural state from now on. I had a brief moment of concern when he seemed to wake and smile at Me… but he simply needed to take his clothes off. He slipped off his jeans and boxers as we continued.
Back in trance, I know new I could take things even further – he had already responded so well. It would be easy to make him Darnell’s slave, but Darnell had made it clear he wanted a houseboy that wasn’t mindlessly obedient but who would still love being sexy for my bud. Still, if I wasn’t going to enslave him, I needed to find another way to make him think that he didn’t have any other options so that he would never be tempted to leave. I needed to make him a fitdimwit.
And that’s exactly what I did as I allowed each stroke to make him dumber.
All your knowledge from school starts to travel down to your dick… all your brains are just traveling down to your cock… and when you cum… you’re going to find that you ejaculate everything that made you smart. That’s right. You’re going to cum your brains out and be left as one of my fit dimwits….
By the time he did shoot his load, he would think it had been high school he had dropped out of… but he didn’t mind. He had lucked out with a great job where he didn’t really need to think…. unless it was with his dick. And it was nice knowing he would never have to want for anything. He was free. Free of the stresses of the working world. Free of needing to worry about things like rent or utilities. Free from restrictive clothing. Free of inhibitions.
For a while, all he could do was stare at his dick… but then he finally spoke up.
“Bro. Being a house boy is tight as fuck. Don’t gotta think. Just gotta work it. All I do is pump muscle, landscape, and let the old man fuck me. Price I gotta pay for the good life, ya’know, Coach?
But dude. The place is sweet. And I love just doing. Don’t got to think ’bout nothin’!”
Being a houseboy meant Jaime would have his own room rent-free so long as he kept up with his duties around the house – including the sexual duties he was now more than willing to let my buddy use him for. And Jaime was now primed and ready to show his boss just how much he appreciated the job.
Sully and Keaton were jealous of a couple of guys across the hall, Dash and Orion. They were never shy about being seen going to the showers or anything like that. Sure, it seemed like they only got into college based on sports scholarships because it certainly wasn’t academics, but their carefree attitudes appealed to Sully and Keaton, who were both on the nerdier side and always felt like they were trying so hard to fit in – during the few times their harsh academic schedules allowed a break.
What they didn’t know was that their beach-loving buddies were only so carefree because they had each gone through My fitdimwit training program, dumbing down as they stroked for Coach, before being paired together. Both had made excellent subjects and soon they would often stroke each other into trance for more of Coach’s hypnosis to dumb down.
I decided to skip past the individual training and told the young twinks what worked best – stroking each other as they listened to Coach’s voice. “Come on, Coach, you really expect us to jerk each other off?”
It’s the first step in learning to let right go of what others think, instead left so carefree and left so simple. And I know I am right that this is what you both have been left wanting deep down, because I see those dicks have already been left standing up. So go ahead, boys, and stroke for Coach.
Soon I was instructing the young men on how they two would now be dumb jocks. What I didn’t expect was how instructing the boys to think with their dicks would make Keaton crave dick so much – for his inner jock loving to sexually submit.
Soon Keaton was being fucked by his Alpha buddy, and I had him continue his tranced stroking and training even as he was fucked so that I could enhance this submissive nature. We needed a guy like him on the team… though I’d still have him focus on improving his body, he would become a team manager. And what he would be managing would be the team’s sexual needs. Both of them loved letting go more and more. They did not realize just how dumb they were getting, or how much they would love it. Sully and Keaton would soon be going to the registrar’s office and changing courses. Any dreams of big careers simply involved too much work, and what good is that in this short life? Isn’t it better to just be simple? Of course they both agreed… being simple is best.
After a few more sessions in their dorm room, I invited all four guys to the locker room to meet up. One quick phrase was all it took to get them to slip out of their clothes and begin stroking into a deep trance for Me. As usual, Dash and Orion found it easiest to go into trance stroking each other, but I soon had them mixing up in different pairs so that the idea of all being on one team would build in their heads.
Each stroke reinforced that it was best to just think with their dicks. After all, thinking is hard. Their dicks are hard. Why not just think with their dicks? Fuck it felt so good. And though Sully had never been much for sports before, he soon found himself becoming one of the star athletes on the team.
As for Keaton’s place? He soon found it, down on his knees. To think with his dick meant to crave dick more than anything else, and he knew that leaving his teammates satisfied would give him more pleasure than anything else. He jerked and sucked off his teammates until they are all ready to explode at the same time.
As their climaxes approached, he sat down and awaited for their cum – his mouth open ready to swallow as much of it as he could. All of them were dumb jocks, but Keaton also had become a total cum pig, loving to serve all his fellow fitdimwits.
“Well… there’s something we’ve been curious to try out. We’ve been seeing more and more pups at the bar, and we didn’t realize how sexy it all would be to us. But we can’t seem to decide who should be the pup and who should be the handler.”
Well, that’s easy. Deep down, I know you both find the thought of becoming a pup so arousing. And you both know deep down how good it can be to just let go of any worries, any stress, any human concerns.And because it feels so good to let go, and so arousing to be a pup, it makes you both so happy to know you can be my pups now.
And you allow this to happen because you know you’ll still get to be together as well. Yet it feels so amazing to become my pups together. And deep down, you are already starting to feel your pup sides taking over.
And one thing that all pups love to do is lick. They love licking other pups and handlers. It’s how they show affection, so show each other affection right now as you begin to truly lick each other.
And as we continue, you also begin to strip down. After all, a good pup is a naked pup. And while that is only for the privacy of homes and other appropriate places, it does feel so good to strip down to your natural fur whenever you can.Go ahead and start with your shirts.
You are both such good boys. And of course, you feel sensations of pleasure wash over you whenever I call you a good boy, or a good pup. That’s right. You’re both becoming MY good pups.
And my good pups love to lick nipples. Coach’s nipples are so sensitive, and your own nipples are coming more sensitive as well. And it just feels so amazing to get to lick each other’s nipples now. Just let your pup nature take over as you lick them, perhaps even gently biting on them too.
And as good as it feels to lick each other’s nipples and bodies, yo know that your favorite thing to lick is one of your favorite bones. In your case, your favorite bones will be each other’s bones…. as well, of course, as Coach’s bones. But go ahead and take turns focusing on each other’s bones now.
Every lick makes you feel more like a pup. And feeling more like a pup makes you want to lick even more. Your own bones are getting so hard as you focus on your favorite bones. It’s okay to paw yourself, just keep licking like a good pup.
You pups are doing so good using your pup tongues. Of course sometimes it feels so good to put your favorite bone even further in your mouth and suck on it. If you lick and suck on it enough, you might even get your favorite treat from the middle. And I know that is the best tasting treat that pups like you have ever had.
But let’s save those treats for later and keep licking and becoming those total pups that you have both always longed to be deep down.
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That’s it, pups. And you love how each other smell. You love how each other taste. All those natural scents and tastes just become more appealing to you now. You even love to lick each other’s asses. Why don’t you go ahead and taste his ass with your doggy tongue now. GOOD BOY.
Your transformation into pups is almost complete. And when you wake after you each cum, you’ll feel so grateful to your new Master for letting you be pups together. You’ll still be human in the sense of going to work and things like that… but that inner pup will always be a part of you now. And inner pups love to be on all fours as they get fucked… so go ahead and assume the position first, pup. (turns head to other pup) And after you you come in him, it’ll be your turn to get on all fours and let Coach enjoy one of his new pups.
“You’re going to love feeling all of my bulges. Go ahead and feel your favorite bulge right now.” Sir Jack flexed his left arm, his biceps forming a nice big bulge. But as Reece instead went for his bulge, the big hairy bear knew the young man had sufficiently fallen under his control.
“Good boy,” he said, sending a wave of pleasure over Reese’s body. “It’s time to learn to love my scent. Keep feeling how your favorite bulge gets even bigger as you go ahead and spend some time in my pits now.”
The once-preppy Reese would have been repulsed at the thought in the past – especially since Sir Jack was all about natural scents and had a strong musk to him.
But the conditioning had him more than eager… and his own bulge began to grow too.
“You’re doing so well, boy. But I know that as much as you love my scent, it’s not your favorite smell of mine. Go ahead, boy, and spend some time inhaling the musk of my sweaty balls.”
The young twink pulled down his hairy Sir’s pants and took it all in. The more he inhaled, the more he knew he needed more of it. He had to have Sir’s magnificent cock in his mouth.
Sir Jack was pleased as his newly conditioned boy began to deep throat his big dick.
After some time, Sir Jack put his hand on Reese’s head and said, “That’s enough for now, boy. Your training isn’t done yet. Go ahead and take your clothes off.”
The obedient boy complied, following his Sir’s lead in stripping down completely.
“Now, I am going to suck you boy… but as I do, you’re gonna sniff these” – Sir Jack handed the boy his rank underwear, briefs that he had worn since before his workout at the gym this morning. “As you feel yourself becoming aroused from the blow job, this pleasure will begin to tie in more and more to the scent on them. To my scent. And soon, my scent will be enough to leave your dick rock hard and throbbing, without any additional help.”
Reece found the words becoming true: the more he sniffed, the more he found the smell arousing. The more he found the smell arousing, the more he wanted to sniff. And his dick did began to throb more and more as that smell became more and more arousing to him.
As that part of the training came to an end, Reece once again found himself craving his Sir’s musk directly from the source and again began to suck Sir Jack off.
The Sir laid back and enjoyed it, but would occasionally pipe in with another suggestion for the boy. Suggestions about how much spending time with all these smells made him crave getting fucked… how the more he smelled, the more relaxed his hole became, ready for Sir’s thick dick.
And it wasn’t long before Sir Jack had his boy properly rimmed and lubricated before they proceeded to fuck multiple times in multiple positions – and Reece loved that he now was such a good sniff pig for his Sir.
Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.
My buddies were having a tough time with their relationship, and were desperate to spice things up. They knew I did some work with erotic hypnosis and thought perhaps I would have a few ideas. Sure, I can help.
Of course, what they didn’t know is they didn’t need to get kinky… they just needed to feel the pleasure of lust again. That’s not to downplay being adventurous – getting out the ropes can be a lot of fun, if you’re into that sort of thing – and some thrive on the extremes.
But this wasn’t one hot scene – this was a relationship, where sometimes one would come home tired after a hard day of work. I needed to make sure to reignite the passion between them.
It wasn’t long before I had them deep in trance, for every stroke had taken them into a more suggestive state. Their minds opened to my suggestions… including that they would have no problem letting Me watch as it all played out. After all, they were feeling so grateful. And if each stroke helped them feel a bit more mindless, that would be okay too… all the better for My words to penetrate further and deeper inside of them.
And as you cum, you’ll both wake up feeling like new men.
But even though you’ve just cum, you’ll still feel so very horny.
And indeed, they were left still very much guided by my words. The suggestions echoed in their subconscious as they took to action – little knowing that each time they unleashed a load, they would also unleash some more of their intelligence. I always thought my friends would be so much happier as fitdimwits, and they were soon to realize I was right.
You won’t be able to keep your hands off each other. Everything will feel more sensitive to the touch, especially pleasure zones like your nipples… wired more now than ever before.
You won’t be able to keep your tongues off each other….
… and that includes each other’s asses. You won’t be able to stay away from each other’s asses.
Your holes will be more sensitive… even just the tiniest bit of tongue drives you wild.
Simply become mindless dumb jocks filled with passion for each other… because from now on, you think with your dicks…. and your dicks always get so hard at the site of each other…. and so hard at those smells. Especially the smell of a nice ass.
And if you’re down there licking out your partner, you know that there is nothing that tastes better…
…except of course for each other’s cocks..
You can’t keep your mouths off each other’s cocks.
You need to feel it hitting the back of your throat. You need to feel those lips touching those balls.
The mere sight of each other drives you crazy with arousal. No one turns you on more.
You both are filled with insatiable lust, craving to cum again and again.
it’s so hard for you two to think about anything else.
You’ll suck & fuck each other over and over ’til you both run dry. And once that happens, you’ll both be big dumb jocks…. for every time you cum, you will lose another 10 IQ points…. And though that might not seem like much, you know that it will quickly add up…. for you both just feel so goddamn horny.
It was amazing how my buddies didn’t resist at all – getting dumber with every orgasm that night just made them want to cum more. And since they didn’t have any problems performing in front of Me, I knew they would make the perfect stars for My new underground club. The passion would never fade between them again, and they would never be happier. All they needed was to learn how to think with their dicks.
Noah stared out the window, feeling jealous of the guys he saw passing by on the way to the nearby gay bar. He himself was handsome, had a great job, and was a total catch – but often he felt wistful for a simpler life. “Look at them,” he thought. “So carefree. Leaving with a different guy every night and not even caring.”
He contemplated what his life might be like if he could just let go of his inhibitions. “Maybe I should search how to become more of a pig,” he mused to himself. But soon, curiosity got the better of him.
As he began playing “Desire to be a Pig” on his laptop, he quickly found himself relaxing to my voice..
He was pleasantly surprised at how easy it became for him to let go both to the pleasure of relaxation, and to his secret impulses. All his pretenses were fading away. Gone was the man who had been taught that image was everything; in his place, a man that knew that pleasure was everything.
His cock hardened as he imagined other men ready to fuck his chiseled physique. He craved a cock up his ass more than he ever had before, and it almost didn’t matter whose cock it was.
Afterwards, he looked out the window once again …but this time was different. It felt so good to look out and see a world of opportunities. Why should he care if he had to work the next morning? Just drink a bit of extra coffee. All his past excuses no longer seemed to matter, and he was in the perfect location to pop down to the gay bar and check out the night’s offerings. As long as both parties were willing, what was the harm in having a bit of fun?
And when those old excuses started to pop back into his head, he just listened to more hypnosis. He was becoming a total sex pig, and he loved it.
When he wasn’t hitting up the gay bar, he often could find someone on one of the apps. He loved to host, and when his latest flirt came through the open door, as instructed, they found Noah sitting in his robe… yet not at all trying to conceal himself. “Do you like what you see?”
“Yes….” they would always respond, often with a stammer. Many couldn’t believe they were lucky enough to be in the presence of such a hot stud. Twink or bear, daddy or pup, all were welcome – as long as they topped.
“Good. Follow me into the bedroom.” Noah’s robe would drop as he led the way and hopped onto bed.
Eager to be with such a hot stud, the lucky guy would begin stripping down himself…. but often not fast enough for Noah’s liking. This latest invite was especially nervous, fumbling as he tried to put on his condom. Once upon a time, Noah might have found the boy cute and the struggle endearing. But his inner sex pig had been unleashed, and now he was a hot stud craving that dick. He looked back to the young jock, simply asking “Are you going to fuck me or what?”
Noah was the type of guy that thought he was all that, and let people know it. His university’s star swim athlete, he was known just as much around campus for his bullying ways as he was for his accomplishments. On the rare occasions he showed up for class, he would sit in the back and mock other students he felt were nerds and geeks – whom he would later threaten until they helped him with his coursework. The one thing he did still care about was swimming, and he knew he needed good grades to stay on the team. I happened to catch him napping in the locker room as he waited for some nerds to finish his assignments. A hung jock, he was not shy about napping in the nude…. and I simply couldn’t resist giving him a few suggestions as he dozed.
When he woke, I wasn’t sure if it had been my suggestions that made him so comfortable chatting me up in the buff, or if it was his natural confidence. Either way, I had planted the seeds about how I could help him with his swimming.
“What’s up, Coach? I was waiting for you and guess I dozed off.”
Oh yeah? What about?
“Well, I overhead someone talking… not even sure who, just seem to kind of remember… that you do hypnosis to help jocks perform better. Do you think you could help me become a better swimmer? I mean, sure, I’m the best here, but I want to go even farther with my swimming career.”
Sure, Noah. My most effective technique involves stroking your cock, so go ahead and get comfortable in that chair. It’s time to be a good boy and stroke for Coach.
Thanks to my earlier suggestions, Noah didn’t give a second thought to how the phrase ‘good boy’ made his cock throb.
It didn’t take long before Noah’s eyes glazed over as he slowly stroked to my voice and suggestions. Even before his eyes closed, I could tell his mind was emptying of all thoughts. Little did he know, that they soon would empty of so much more.
You see, Noah wasn’t a dumb jock. Not yet. Sure, he didn’t do his homework, but that was because he was conceited and entitled, as he bullied and manipulated other kids into doing it. But that was not the kind of guy I wanted representing the team.
But in order to make him friendlier and more polite, I had to make him forget. And with guys like Noah, it’s not enough to make them forget about their ego… because if they remember at all that people lust for such a stud, it does not take long for that ego to come back. The only way to make it stick is to dumb them down to the point that they won’t think about how others treat them. All they can do is love how good it feels to be such a dumb, friendly jock.
So that’s just what I did, and it wasn’t long before Noah had zoned out completely – yet his dick was still so hard.
Deep down, this is what he wanted. This is what he craved. He hated himself inside for how he treated others, so he wanted to let go and lead a more simple and happy life. And as soon as he came, it was as if he was cumming out all the IQ that had drained down from his brain.
By the time he woke up, he didn’t even realize he had changed. He didn’t get why others were so intimidated by him… he was just a dumb friendly jock. But as word spread about how Noah had changed, the reception got much friendlier.
Noah came to the next swim meet early, more than ready to compete. This is what he had been training all week for – it’s not like he had much else to think about. Plus he knew he had geeks to be fucked by. Yes, you read that right – the very geeks that the former bully used to fuck over, were now fucking him. I conditioned Noah to believe that cum up his ass would help him perform better… and all the gay geeks were eager to sign up for the next chance to fuck such a hot dumb jock.
Given how dumb I had made the former jerk, it was the only way to keep up his grades so he could stay on the team. Yet none of the gay geeks minded… because instead of being used by a jerk, they were now getting to use the hottest stud on campus.
I’m not sure if Noah had been gay before – guys like him often are repressed or closeted. But it was easy enough to convince him that being fucked made him a better swimmer… and breaking personal bests and school records reinforced that freeing himself of all that toxic behavior as well as all unnecessary brains, truly helped him become one with the water.
Even if it started as a belief that it made him a better athlete, Noah had soon accepted he loved being fucked up the butt, and came out as gay. He was even profiled by a website that profiles gay athletes who are accepted by their teammates and schools.
Of course, there was no one Noah loved to be fucked by more than Coach.
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Coach actually works pretty hard to make sure stories look good when seen on a laptop; however Coach has realized that some of you might be seeing more white space than others depending on browser size (I think mobile stacks the photos and text, so is less of an issue). I’m presenting the same story below but saved as formatted photos. Let Coach know which way you like better (as well as if viewing from a laptop, tablet or smart phone), or if it makes a difference at all.
Kevin was enjoying himself on safari when he thought he saw something in the distance. As the rest of his group were busy snapping photos of some animals, he snuck off to see what it was that had drawn his attention. As he walked past a hidden jungle habitat, he couldn’t believe the amazing specimen he saw before him – muscled yet lean, flexible… a true jungleman. They stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity, lust building all the while….
Suddenly, the jungleman ripped off his loincloth and pounced on the vacationing man. Taken aback, Kevin was easily knocked to the ground. Before he could gain his bearings, the jungleman’s dick was slamming into his throat.
It didn’t take long before any initial resistance had vanished completely. Kevin couldn’t help but give in to him. That musk … one might think living in a jungle would make you stink, but it was the right kind of stink… the kind of natural mansmell that made you want to smell that scent as much as possible. And of course, the scent was strongest around his groin, the scent on his balls just smelling so amazing.
Soon, all thoughts of being on a safari had vanished, for it was becoming harder to think at all about anything but the lust. It didn’t take long for clothes to shed as Kevin shifted positions so he could more eagerly suck the jungleman’s cock.
The jungleman’s leaking precum was already starting to affect him in ways he didn’t notice.
For example, Kevin was oblivious to how his muscles were already starting to transform. He was growing stronger, yet his muscles were starting to become leaner and more defined. And as he continued to suck off the jungleman, he did not think much of it when the sexy stud placed his calloused hand over his head. Yet, soon his head was becoming even fuzzier…. as if the jungleman was starting to drain away all his intelligence and memories. Brief glimpses of an old life would flash in his mind at times… yet it was starting to become difficult to focus on. Who had he been on safari with? A wife? A boyfriend? Friends? …. The jungleman shoved his big cock even harder inside his head. As a huge load exploded in his mouth, the devolving man remembered. “Me… me always jungleman.” The wild man changing him moved to his backside, ready to fuck his new junglemate.
It didn’t take long for the jungleman to explode inside the adventurer once again. Now filled with cum from both sides, the man once known as Kevin could feel the final changes to his physique take shape. But it was more than that. Soon, his hair was growing longer, and primal instincts were kicking in to replace the memories and knowledge he had forgotten. Though a small tattoo from his old life remained, to him it seemed like nothing more than a birthmark. This was now the only life he had ever known – a life of no inhibitions, no restrictions – just the wild.
That meant both surviving the wild as well as having as much wild sex as possible. And while that was usually with his junglemate, it wasn’t long before another explorer found himself getting drawn into the jungle and started feeling lust for the almost-naked man, wearing only a primitive necklace. The explorer soon found himself on his knees… those manscents from the groin again proving too much for ordinary men to resist.
Soon this explorer would become part of the jungle too – but he didn’t know that yet. All he knew is that he had to strip down and get this new jungleman’s cock to cum in both is mouth and his ass.
Gaten was excited to be at his new university on a scholarship from Coach. He wasn’t entirely sure why… he wasn’t the most athletic.. but with costs on the rise, he was going to study hard for Coach. When he opened the box from Coach labeled “Study Materials,” the young man was surprised to see gay porn. Surely this must be a mistake… he wasn’t gay. But if Coach wanted him to watch them for some reason, he’d give them a view. Just once wouldn’t hurt, he thought.
Little did he know that the videos had been overlayed with Coach’s subliminal programming, and he found himself addicted to watching them over and over. Before long, Coach had given him another box full of sex toys – and it all seemed perfectly natural to the twink. He continued his training becoming a perfect bottom boy, knowing that his own cock no longer mattered. All that mattered were the cocks of his teammates that shared the dorm with him.
Of course, the jocks already on the team had already been conditioned by Coach, dumbed down into horny fitdimwits that worked cohesively together as a team. Their bonding had kept them a well-oiled machine on the field, but Coach could tell they were starting to become a distraction to each other. That’s why he needed Gaten, whose subconscious programming began kicking in when he saw the guys in the shower.
The captain of the team noticed Gaten staring and approached. “Like what you see?” Gaten replied with a, “Yes, Sir” – whoa, why was he feeling so obedient? _ but he couldn’t help it. He grabbed hold of the Alpha’s dick and began to jerk it. Repeated programming had left him forgetting he was every straight – he simply was born to enjoy cocks and cum. The other jocks looked on at first, but soon felt comfortable enough to drop their towels and join in.
Soon, Gaten was going back and forth with his mouth and hands, jerking them off along the way as he then sucked off each of the jocks to completion. The team soon found that they were able to focus more easily on the field because they were no longer distracted by each other – they simply knew their new cock slave would be waiting for them after they won the game. No messy relationships, no drama – just a team of fitdimwits working together and sharing the slave I had made for them whenever they needed to get off.
Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.
Just stroke for Coach as you look in the mirror. And as you stroke, visualize yourself growing bigger. Getting stronger. That’s a good boy.
With every stroke you want to please Coach more. And what will please Coach is when you build more muscle. Coach wants to see you get bigger and stronger. Coach wants you to become that stud of a baseball jock.
You feel that desire to be a muscle jock get so intense, that you absolutely must work to fulfill that desire. You must do what it takes to please Coach. You must do what it takes to excel on the team.
Feel that power to hit home runs. Feel that strength to throw that ball where it needs to go. It feels so good to let Coach mold you into a more perfect muscle jock.
You are such a good boy for Coach and you will send Me progress photos along the way. Good boys show off for Coach. You are a good boy. You show off for Coach.
“Coach, you’re really helping me get strong. Thanks!” Good boy. I’d love to see more of your muscles. Let’s see just how strong.
“Been killing it in the batting cages. Have so much power now thanks to you, Coach!”Good boy. Coach is so pleased to see your progress.
Hope you can make a game – would love to properly thank you after.” Good boy. In the meantime, you can thank Me with some more sexy photos – I know it feels so good to show off for Coach.
The above is fantasy but images courtesy of SouthernStrokes.com – you can click here to watch Tatum work his hot, hard cock at the home of the Dirty South.
And while this may be a fantasy, the sexy jocks can be seen further getting it on 
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As for Gaten, he had never been happier as he smiled, covered in their cum.
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Good boy. I’d love to see more of your muscles. Let’s see just how strong.
