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Himbo Bottom
So, you want to become more of a simple himbo, huh, jock? Just a simple man that cares about his looks and about pleasure, but not about much else. Living to flex and sex, to sex and flex. And in your case, that sex will be as a horny bottom of a jock.
Because your holes are empty and need filled, and your mind is full and needs emptied, so why don’t you go ahead and empty that mind right now so it can fill with thoughts of those hole getting filled. Doesn’t that just feel so good? Already allowing yourself to become more simple because that is what you crave and desire deep down in that subconscious.
Because your holes are empty and need filled, and your mind is full and needs emptied, so why don’t you go ahead and empty that mind right now so it can fill with thoughts of those hole getting filled. Doesn’t that just feel so good? Already allowing yourself to become more simple because that is what you crave and desire deep down in that subconscious.
Your subconscious helping you to shed those conscious thoughts so you can just be a simple himbo living a simple life. A simple life where you are not plagued by worries, but instead exist solely to act. To act on your fitness goals as you work out and build muscle.
To act on your impulses and desires as you find hot men to hook up with more nights than not. And it’s so easy to give in to those impulses when you let go of the inhibitions and insecurities that have been holding you back. It’s so easy to act on impulses when you do not let those thoughts get in the way. After all, thinking is simply becoming so hard – but so is that increasingly hard dick. Why not let those hards cancel each other out and just think with your dick? It’s so very easy, and so natural for a true himbo like you.
To act on your impulses and desires as you find hot men to hook up with more nights than not. And it’s so easy to give in to those impulses when you let go of the inhibitions and insecurities that have been holding you back. It’s so easy to act on impulses when you do not let those thoughts get in the way. After all, thinking is simply becoming so hard – but so is that increasingly hard dick. Why not let those hards cancel each other out and just think with your dick? It’s so very easy, and so natural for a true himbo like you.
Training Top Helps Train A Cocksucker
Becoming a Training Top
Welcome jock. It looks like My muscle hypnosis is really helping to mesmerize you into a more muscled physique. It’s a physique you just love showing off for your Coach too, isn’t it, jock?
Very nice. Just feeling so good to have that body guys would love to worship more and more. And I’m pretty sure that’s not all they would love to worship, and that’s why you’re here, jock.
“Heck yeah, Coach! Just look at these abs!”
Very nice. Just feeling so good to have that body guys would love to worship more and more. And I’m pretty sure that’s not all they would love to worship, and that’s why you’re here, jock.
“What do you mean, Coach?”
Well, of all the seniors on the team, I’ve noticed you have incredible stamina when you’re using the rookies.
I need a jock with your stamina to serve as one of My Alphas.
‘That sounds hot, Coach. But what about starting my career?”
“Your Alpha?”
Yes, jock. I need an Alpha that can help train good submissive cocksuckers – an Alpha that can be sucked on for hours and hours, again and again.
‘That sounds hot, Coach. But what about starting my career?”
Think about how hot that does sound to you, and how much it stirs your cock. Hasn’t it always felt so good to just think with that cock? It’s helped you to think about getting that muscled body. It’s helped you to think about scoring, in more ways than one.
Flashback Friday: Lost & Found
Previously only available to Patrons, all can now enjoy this story with slight edits as part of Flashback Fridays! Original here.
Caleb wasn’t entirely sure what had led him to pack a bag and hit the open road that day. He felt like he simply needed to go on a hitchhiking adventure, but yet he also felt like he had to go down a certain road instead of stand near a highway with more traffic. It was as if a part of him felt lost, yet a voice deep inside of his head was telling him exactly where to go.
And though the road had little traffic, a few cars had stopped and asked him if he needed a ride. “No, I’m just going for a walk,” he’d end up responding. “Thanks for stopping though!”
He wondered why he kept telling them that when he knew deep down he was meant to hitchhike, but none of them felt right. One was a trucker that seemed like he’d probably want a favor. Another, a mom with some noisy kids. None felt like someone he wanted to hop in with.
It was warm enough to take off his shirt, revealing an incredibly toned physique, but still early enough that he could comfortably enjoy being outdoors.
More vehicles stopped after this, but he continued to politely decline and insist he was on a walk. Yet any time he tried to think about why he was there or if he should go home, his mind started to become fuzzy.
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The only thing that felt right was to keep walking, occasionally breaking to stand to the side when he saw a vehicle approaching. Why did he think he needed to go hitchhiking, but kept turning down rides?
Such questions muddled his mind some more, and he just kept walking until he saw a sleek black car approaching. This time was different than before, as the music coming from the rolled-down windows sounded strangely familiar. He immediately began to feel optimistic that this would be that one, as something about that music made him feel safe.
Why was his mind still muddled though? Why did that music call out to to him? He needed to know why it sounded so familiar. He needed to talk with the driver.
Intimate Teammate Bonding
The Zap
So, you’ve been working hard to move up that corporate ladder, but it’s left little time for the gym. Sometimes you wonder what life would be like if you had spent more time working out instead of working on presentations and reports. You sigh. The computer chimes – another e-mail. This one has a video attachment. You click play, and an intense light zaps you from the screen. What was that?
As you feel your body for damage, you realize it has changed! It’s hard, as if you have spent hours each week at the gym since your youth! You start to start unbuttoning your shirt and smile at the amazing abs you now possess. As you find a mirror to further check yourself out in, you begin to feel more confident than you ever have before.
As you feel your body for damage, you realize it has changed! It’s hard, as if you have spent hours each week at the gym since your youth! You start to start unbuttoning your shirt and smile at the amazing abs you now possess. As you find a mirror to further check yourself out in, you begin to feel more confident than you ever have before.
You even feel more powerful as you further admire that upper body. Your shoulders are so broad. Those pecs so solid. Fuck it feels amazing. Fuck it’s starting to make you so hard. You know you should finish that presentation but it’s hard to remember what that was even about. You’d rather just admire your new body.It doesn’t take long for you to realize that your dick is as hard as your muscles are. You think of how much more you’re going to use that more! You’re just such a total stud, loving the thought of going out to the bars and finding hotties to hook up with. You start dancing and stripping with your shirt to the music coming out of your computer. You forgot that video was still playing but damn does that beat make you want to move.
It doesn’t take long for you to realize that your dick is as hard as your muscles are. You think of how much more you’re going to use that more! You’re just such a total stud, loving the thought of going out to the bars and finding hotties to hook up with. You start dancing and stripping with your shirt to the music coming out of your computer. You forgot that video was still playing but damn does that beat make you want to move.
Homing A FitDimWit
The businessman inspected the young jock from Coach’s stable of programmable FitDimWit submissives. The young man’s lean muscle showed promise for growth, while his eyes following the man’s every move showed a high level of obedience – a mind blank and awaiting orders. Thinking was hard. Obeying was easy. So easy to let the man think for him. The suited hunk had requested a jock with sensitive nipples, so soon he tested that. As he twisted the nips, the young twink’s eyes rolled in pleasure. The man was definitely impressed with the jock’s programming, including noticing how the jock was programmed to find him incredibly arousing. Though the nipple play had further caused it to swell, a bulge had been present from the start. Thinking was hard. His dick was hard. Why not just think with his dick.
The suited hunk had requested a jock with sensitive nipples, so soon he tested that. As he twisted the nips, the young twink’s eyes rolled in pleasure. The man was definitely impressed with the jock’s programming, including noticing how the jock was programmed to find him incredibly arousing. Though the nipple play had further caused it to swell, a bulge had been present from the start. Thinking was hard. His dick was hard. Why not just think with his dick. 
His dick found the confident man sexy, aroused by his own submission to a dominating presence. The businessman inspected that bulge more closely. “This would definitely look good in a chastity cage, jock.” For now though, he intended to let the jock enjoy the pleasure of serving his new Superior. He tested how well the jock complied as he ordered him to take off his shirt, a simple task that was immediately done. “You’re such a good jock,” the man said, and the jock’s cock twitched some more. It felt so good to think with it, and even better to not think at all. “I see you like being called a good jock, but your cock isn’t what matters to me. Take those jeans off now and let’s begin to inspect that ass.” The jock eagerly complied and got into a submissive position Coach had taught for ass inspection.
“You’re such a good jock,” the man said, and the jock’s cock twitched some more. It felt so good to think with it, and even better to not think at all. “I see you like being called a good jock, but your cock isn’t what matters to me. Take those jeans off now and let’s begin to inspect that ass.” The jock eagerly complied and got into a submissive position Coach had taught for ass inspection.
Caught by Assistant Coach
Flashback Friday: Rim Jobs in the Remote Wilderness
Todays’ Flashback Friday features an Anonymous contribution. Have a talent to share? You can contact Coach about trading for existing recordings. Coach has added to the story a bit as part of adding to Flashback Fridays.
A pair of gorgeous, topless, muscled studs romping in the woods — it was some kind of gay middle earth fantasy come true. One hiking, one near a stream about to swim. Both with tattoos. A swimmer wearing flip flops to frame his perfect feet. A macho hiker with a sexy beard and a lustful gaze. Well defined abs as far as the eyes could see.
And asses! Well-muscled, bubble asses. Perfectly tanned asses. These men were each excellent specimen of both species and gender. A construct, sure, but they were well-constructed.
Zandros and Bruno find each other hot. How could they not? They have fantasy bodies that look at home in a wooded wilderness. Their masculine scents are equally at home in the fresh airy scent of the forest. Each has a musk that helps to drive the other wild. In the woods, they feel wild, ready to give in to their base instincts.
And they have perfect cocks for sucking, a fact they are know finding out. The two muscled wood goblins push aside the obvious middle earth parallels and decide to get down to business. They simply must have each other. Those cocks must be devoured.
A secluded backdrop serves the two hunks well as they non-bashfully strip their minimal garments to reveal full granite bodies tanned from near-naked lifestyle in the hot day’s sun. Both Zandros and Bruno are fully erect and clearly in heat. They begin tongue-polishing the other’s cock at an animal-like cadence.
There are no words needed as each alpha knows what he must do – just as the other animals pack hunt, groom, and mate – these two must provide sexual sustenance to their forest equal. Both men are there to commune with nature and bring the other to fulfilled ecstasy among the lesser creatures, earth, wind, and water.
They take turns ravaging each other’s bodies and cocks. All other thoughts have emptied from their mind. They are as animals now. Wild. Primal. Doing what is natural.
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