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A Pig for Cock
“I’ve always been a bit shy, Coach, especially when it comes to guys. I hear all these wild stories about people going into dark rooms or sucking of strangers at a glory hole, and I just don’t think I could ever do anything like that. But there’s a part of me that wishes I was the type of guy that did.”
I understand jock, and I bet becoming uninhibited will be even easier than you think because you already know that you crave these things deep down. And because you do crave them deep down, you can find it so easy to begin letting go for me right now. You can begin to let go of all those stray thoughts.
I understand jock, and I bet becoming uninhibited will be even easier than you think because you already know that you crave these things deep down. And because you do crave them deep down, you can find it so easy to begin letting go for me right now. You can begin to let go of all those stray thoughts.
You simply do not need them, so let them go. Simply allow yourself to relax and feel as if that relaxation is washing over you. As it does, it washes away the stress and tension from your body. As it washes over that mind, it washes away all doubts and anxieties. It washes away those inhibitions as you are left stripping off those clothes and starting to feel more comfortable.
Soon you’ll be free of all other thoughts as you let go of any lingering resistance, and you’ll only be able to focus on that pleasure and My voice. And as you focus on My voice, it becomes so easy to let My words mold you and guide you. It becomes so easy to let My words penetrate deeper and deeper down so that it can change the very core of who you are. And you allow this to happen because you want it to happen. You want to be that pig for cock.
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Soon you’ll be free of all other thoughts as you let go of any lingering resistance, and you’ll only be able to focus on that pleasure and My voice. And as you focus on My voice, it becomes so easy to let My words mold you and guide you. It becomes so easy to let My words penetrate deeper and deeper down so that it can change the very core of who you are. And you allow this to happen because you want it to happen. You want to be that pig for cock.Pumping Each Other Up
“You Oughta Be on the Football Team”
The Musky Undershirt
Doesn’t it just feel so right to wear that, jock?
“I’m still not sure Coach. I’ve always been told I have that type of build but it just comes naturally. I’m not sure I’d actually be any good at playing. Plus isn’t it a huge time commitment that could get in the way of my academics?”
What is it you wish to be when you graduate from college, jock?
“Honestly, I’m still kind of figuring that out, Coach. It just feels like so much pressure and I don’t want to add to that.”
That’s the thing, jock. You don’t have to feel any pressure at all. You could just allow yourself to forget right about all that pressure and let right go of that stress .
You’ll simply be left enjoying a chance to bond right with teammates as you work right towards a common yet simple goal.
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“That does sound kind of good, Coach. But I’m still not sure why I had to put on this shirt to try the pads on. Not only does it look like it needs washed; it smells like it too.”
Yet deep down, isn’t that smell just a bit intoxicating right to your senses? The smell of real young men working hard, no other cares in the world as they are left sweating in game together. Heck, imagine if that smell was coming from your own armpit… wouldn’t you be proud of what it represented? Go ahead and pretend that right now as you are left taking some deep whiffs.
Changing Their Dynamic
You Won’t Need Those Glasses
Flashback Friday: The Hitchhiker
This story, originally written in fall of 2020, was originally for Patrons only and is now available for all as part of Flashback Fridays, the first Friday of the month.
Jakob was spoiled, yet lonely. A trust fund baby, he had grown up learning how to manipulate others to his own advantage. Some might even call it covert hypnosis, the way he could seemingly charm anyone to do anything.
During the shutdown, he could only spend so much time out by the pool, so he went online and began to truly study the artform and how he might be able to better use it to his advantage. He knew too many would be with him solely for the money, so as lonely as he was, he wanted someone who could truly be part of his life.
As restrictions began to ease, the privileged young man decided to go for a drive.
On his drive, he spotted a young man hitchiking, a considerable ways away from a broken down vehicle that had been on the side of the road.
As the sweaty hithchiker introduced himself as Breckin, he also explained that few cars had gone by and the few that had were not willing to stop for a man they feared.
Little did Breckin know it was Jakob that should have been feared; then again, perhaps Jakob was exactly what the lost soul needed. Either way he was grateful as Jakob pushed play and the music helped his body, sore from walking, to really relax.
As he dozed off, he had strange dreams about being a poolboy.
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