I can help with that. Go ahead & stroke to it boy… but slowly. That’s it. Allowing my voice to relax you more and more… even as those images turn you on….
And yet as you listen to my voice, you get hornier…. harder… so aroused just listening to me. My voice turns you on so much. More than anything else ever has. And that means that I am what truly turns you on.
“Fuck Coach. Not sure what I was thinking before. I don’t need a stupid magazine when I’ve got a real man in front of me.
You make me so hard… and make my ass crave for your dick Sir. I’m so horny for you Coach.”
Every stroke helped him to relax deeper. Soon he had been lured into a complete trance and had no choice but to listen to Coach’s soothing voice.
When he woke up, he was no longer a corporate lawyer for he had become a fit dimwit ready for action. And yet both the smirk on his face and his hard cock indicated he was going to be very happy being one of Coach’s good boys.
The dumber you get, the more you want to suck each other.
And as you take turns, all those suggestions just get stronger.
Making you horny jocks.
Making you dumb jocks.
Becoming the dimmest of fitdimwits, until all that matters are things like working out, showing off, watching sports, and sucking each other off. Just dumb typical jocks….
