The first Friday of the month features a Flashback story. While Veterans Day will be observed in the U.S. next Friday (falling on Sat. the 11th), I thought it was close enough in dates to go ahead and feature a Veterans Day-inspired story previously available only to Patrons – now available to all!
[colmn-quarter-4]Garrett and Wally were both veterans, which means they expected free things on Veterans Day. Yet, when they were separately offered a free stay in a local inn, they weren’t expecting to have a roommate. After some accusations that the other man was in the wrong room, they called up the manager. “I don’t know if you double-booked us or what,” Wally said, “But you need to get one of us a new room.”
“Unfortunately we’re all booked. But Coach said you wouldn’t mind because GOOD SOLDIERS OBEY.”[/column-quarter-4]
The faces of the two veterans went blank as they stood up. “Yes Sir,” they both replied.
“Good soldiers. I’m one of Coach’s Alphas, and I’m looking for new recruits for his Muscle Army. You had these triggers implanted way back in bootcamp, but now that you’re no longer serving your country, it’s time to serve a greater purpose. But first, Coach needs to train you some more with a special video he made, so get comfy and hop in bed.”
The trigger had worked like a charm: they had no choice but to obey the Alpha that issued it. Soon they were in bed together, comfortably shirtless as they began to watch Coach’s special programming.
The following is a Halloween tale of transformation.
Kaspian had been making great gains in the gym, especially ever after he had started listening to some hypnotic motivation that a random guy at the gym had recommended to him. As he listened, he felt himself becoming more driven to improve his stamina, his speed, and his power. Soon he had become a muscle-obsessed beast-in-the-making, which had him wanting to leave behind the chain fitness center and search for a more dedicated bodybuilding gym. The one he found was small and not very well-attended, but it had everything he needed.
With so few guys there, he grew more and more comfortable working out in just his boxers – unaware that the hypnosis had not just been motivating him, but implanting suggestions for things like feeling comfortable without clothes. It helped that the few other guys around also often worked out naked, or nearly.The programming also had increased his desire to please the voice on the tracks, even if he didn’t quite realize how much he had began lifting to please the unknown man. Yet deep down, he longed to impress his hypnotic motivator with his gains as he worked to grow bigger and stronger.
Flashback Fridays feature a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements. This was previously available at the $5 level but also has been added to a bit, see previous version by clicking here.
Like many folks, Tucker and Edward had to make some adjustments this past year. It wasn’t always easy, especially after tensions arose after Edward lost his job through no fault of his own – “cutbacks,” so they said. The couple were fortunate that Tucker had been the primary breadwinner anyway, so at least their fights were not about money struggles as was the case with many other couples. Rather, they bickered about things like Edward playing video games too loud as Tucker began working from home, making it difficult to be productive.
It didn’t help that the brunette hunk was depressed over his situation and feeling pretty useless, which Tucker hated to see. Tucker soon recognized he needed to help his husband find a renewed purpose in life. ‘If only I could help feel that tasks like cleaning and yardwork were enjoyable and fulfilling – help get him off his but and active. Maybe working out more again too. If he could find purpose in such activities, it would help lift his mood and help me stay focused on work now that I can do it from home. And perhaps we can find some other ways he’d enjoy being of service.’ With those thoughts in mind, Tucker began to look into ways to reprogram his husband into enjoying being more productive.
He soon stumbled upon some music with subliminal tracks for enjoying serving another man. ‘Huh, not quite the productivity track I was seeking, but it’d probably do the job. So long as he starts to find some purpose in life again.’ Despite some skepticism, the muscle stud begin to play some music in the background as he worked, placing small ear plugs in his ears as he worked so that he would remain unaffected. At first Edward continued playing video games, but he was slowly starting to do a few more chores around the house here and there.
Tucker was almost caught a couple times wearing the ear plugs. “TUCKER! Didn’t you hear me calling?” his husband once stormed in, Tucker discretely taking out one of the plugs as he turned to pause the music. “I guess I was just zoning out to the music.” “Yeah, what is that anyway? I’ve been zoning out a lot to it too,” he stated as he began to unconsciously strip off his clothes. “Just something I found online that’s supposed to help me focus on work.” “Babe, you’re working too hard. Let me focus on you for a bit. Would love to get to serve your cock under that desk.” This wasn’t exactly what Tucker had in mind, but he wasn’t about to stop his eager partner!
I wasn’t intending to do another Flashback Friday but I’m under the weather right now. Hopefully this helps the rest of you to all perk up! Formally a $5 level posting, now made available to all.
Kadir was the type of businessman willing to use anyone to get ahead in life. Lately, he had been receiving some mysterious phone calls that did nothing but play music. “Hello? Is anyone there?” he asked before hanging up a couple minutes later, though sometimes he would look at the clock and realize it was later in the day than he thought. “I swear that clock said 10 just before the phone rang… how is it now 11:30 just a couple minutes later?” But he brushed aside such thoughts. “Must have looked at the clock wrong before.”
Even stranger were the thoughts popping into his head… thoughts that had him considering doing something he had never done before. Thoughts that soon had him visiting a seedy gay bar known for its glory holes.
Kadir had been dating the daughter of one of his biggest clients. He wasn’t really that into her superficial ways, but being able to bring in her father’s business to the company he worked for meant she had been his ticket to the top. He often used his success to go to the hottest clubs to dance and hit on other women, sometimes landing a hook-up on the side. It had always been women he craved, even when he used them. Yet, now it was cock that he couldn’t get out of his mind, and he’d gone to a seedy gay bar known for its glory holes. He couldn’t help but take his throbbing cock out as he contemplated doing something that he would have looked upon with disgust before. Fuck, why did that dick look so appealing? Why couldn’t he help himself? Before long, he was giving in to his temptation. But the dick wasn’t enough. Despite the anonymity of the glory hole, Kadir begged for the man to reveal himself. Kadir was taken aback to see his gilfriend’s half-brother, Thiago. Born to one of the Kolhaas’ family maids, Thiago rebelled from a life of service and secrets – his own father disowning him. Kadir had only seen him in a photo, but seeing him now shirtless revealed someone far removed from the upper class Kadir had been inspiring too. No, with his inked up body, pierced ears, and alternative beard style, Thiago seemed more like a low-class troublemaker. Kadir didn’t understand why he felt so attracted to this look. He’d never been into this…. had he? Still, he more than welcomed a passionate kiss from the muscled stud.
Westley was the type of hot entitled prick that didn’t know just how good he had it, having always come from a life of privilege. His attitude was more than apparent to Joziah when he had brought in his luxury sports car to the shop. Joziah had his way of dealing with such jerks that involved sabotaging their sound system so that only his special recordings would play when the vehicle drove. One couldn’t switch from satellite to local radio or simply turn the radio off – if the car was on, the special music was playing. The offending client would call in demanding the service be fixed for free – “it was fine until I brought it to you!” Joziah would agree, but claim to be backed up for at least a week and since a radio wasn’t a life-threatening emergency would apologize and offer additional services on the house to make up for the delay. They were never happy at first, but by the time they brought the vehicle in, they wanted to know how they could still choose to listen to the catchy beats if they so desired. They also would often end up giving into a newfound lust for the mechanic, providing him with a steady stream of blowjobs from snobs he loved seeing down on their knees – a position they would love to take for minorities going forward, regardless of what their orientation had been before. But every once in a while, when the person was a complete classist and usually also racist jerk, he liked to take the programming even further.
This was the case with Westley, who found himself craving not just Joziah’s cock but his whole lifestyle. All the perks he had from his live as an executive suddenly started to seem hollow compared to the value of getting to work with one’s hands. The idea of getting down and dirty was being programmed into his subconscious in more ways than one, and the suggestions were definitely taking hold. At the office, he found it harder and harder to concentrate on the business deals that increasingly bored him, wanting instead to get online and watch stock car races. Westley certainly had a tendency to speed before, but he never truly appreciated the rush one could get from the world of autos. He was beginning to crave the different smells of the environment – the sweaty musk of a man working hard, the grease and oil representing manly pastimes. His business suits felt more and more constricting – he envied having seen Joziah in his loose orange jumpsuit that looked so comfortable. By the time he brought his vehicle in to be fixed, he had started wearing the basics meant to be worn under such a jumpsuit. “You’re, uh, looking a bit skimpy in the pants department today, buddy,” Joziah joshed as the athletic former exec responded: “I quit my job today and thought maybe you’d let me try on a jumpsuit? I think I need to wear one.” Joziah smiled at the man’s admission, knowing his programming had worked. That smile led Westley to think with his dick as he went in for a kiss.
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.
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.
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