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Tag Archives: blue collar
Take the Plunger
Flashback Friday: Slave Collar Job
Needs Hammered
The Motorcycle Mechanic
Warehouse Muscle Pigs
Elton and Reggie bust their asses doing general contractor work most days, and moonlight in the evenings with general warehouse laboring. The work is physical, which is right up their ally. The two masculine hunks are all about being physical, and the confidence they exude really shows. They built impressive bodies through grueling physical labor, though from their muscular statures, you’d never guess that the men had never seen the inside of a gym.
The two thrived on pushing their bodies to the limits – the harder the physical challenge, the more they embraced the effort.
Elton and Reggie developed a bit of a competition through their years of working together. It didn’t matter what the challenge was, they would turn it into a competition. Carrying lumber, digging footers for concrete, moving 55 gallon barrels, they always turned it into a competitive workout. And their bodies showed it. Just like any colleagues who have worked with each other for years, Elton and Reggie knew each other like brothers. And like brothers, good-natured ribbing was always on display. The men rarely wore shirts and would often strike poses after developing an extreme pump.
Rooftop Recreation
The Not-So-Good Doctor
A Good Time To Simplify
The chaos of the nation had impacted Stavros’ job, and he was ready for a simpler life. His downtime searching had led right to Me. Of course I was more than willing to help him, and I even had a job lead for a part-time gig he could work as hospitals sought to staff up. He would not need to think much at this job. He soon wouldn’t have to think much at all.
The only problem was, he was a total bottom – but I had different plans for him. He didn’t know it yet, but the slutty bottom boi soon would be one of My Alphas who loves to top.
All he knew, though, was that his life was about to change for the better as I filled him with the pleasure of simplicity – and he was already horny for change. “I can’t wait to be a FitDimWit for you, Coach. My ass is ready for you to take it anytime.”
Man, he had an incredible backside. Okay, so maybe he didn’t have to be a total top. Maybe I could just make him versatile, able to take advantage of him even as I made him a stud of a top otherwise. I already knew he was eager to please as he began to stroke his cock as instructed.
The Contractor
Jax was a local contractor who was building quite the reputation – and not a good one. It seemed he was always scheming for how he could prolong projects and add unexpected “costs” to the budget – all so he could pocket more for doing less. Knowing that gossip isn’t always right, I gave Jax the benefit of the doubt and hired him for a job – but I also kept close tabs on him. Hidden cameras around the place proved the rumors were sadly true.
Since I worked from home, I began playing music more loudly. It helps Me focus on work while you guys are making all that racket. He sneered in response. “Whatever you want, boss.” He probably figured it was time to grab his earbuds, but then he found that the music was actually kind of catchy. Before he knew it, it was time to clock out.
Within a few weeks – when the project should have been done, but having received excuse after excuse along the way – it felt like the subliminals were finally beginning to sink into his subconscious as I noticed his eyes struggling to stay open on one of the hidden cams. I entered the room.
It’s getting hard, isn’t it, Jax? Go ahead and feel it. It’s so right to just enjoy it as you go ahead and remove your shirt now and feel up those hard nipples too.
That’s it Jax. You’ve been thinking for so long about how to make an extra buck but sometimes it just feels so much better to not think at all. And with every tweak of that nipple, you find yourself just letting go more and more. Letting go of that need to always be thinking. Letting go of all your inhibitions.
The weeks of programming had set the groundwork, but I knew the only way to make sure he wasn’t screwing over others was to ensure that being screwed by Me was all he now craved. His growing desire to please Me would help him to work so much harder on the job.
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