Kenneth was so happy that his friend Daxton had agreed to hang out. Kenny had even convinced Dax that there was “nothing gay” about chatting in front of a fire while sharing a cozy blanket, it was simply them keeping warm while “chillin’ like buds do” on this unusually cold May night. Dax still questioned his friend’s intentions when he put on music that sounded a smidge romantic, but soon he found it easy to relax to… his eyes continually drawn back to the flames of the fire dancing around until he simply couldn’t look away. As Kenny noticed his friend had finally entered trance, he tested the waters by giving Daxton a small peck on the cheeks.
Kenny knew that Dax came from a very conservative family, which is likely why the jock remain closeted. Yet, Daxton asked questions of his gay friend that Kenny knew no straight guy would ask unless he was questioning things. He set up special programming that had helped his friend to let go of all the worries and fears that might be consuming him, so that Dax could be free to explore his true desires. Still, Kenny had worried he might be wrong, which is why he started with a peck – something he could dismiss as a friendly greeting “like they do in Europe.” To his relief, his instincts were right, and the now-freed jock eagerly returned the kiss.
Like many folks, Tucker and Edward had to make some adjustments this past year. It wasn’t always easy, as tension arose after Edward had lost his job. They were fortunate that Tucker had been the primary breadwinner anyway, so at least their fights were not about money. 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, and Tucker soon recognized he needed to help his husband find a renewed purpose in life. ‘He needs to feel like doing things like cleaning around here is enjoyable and fulfilling. 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.
He soon stumbled upon some music with subliminal tracks for being a service submissive. 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. He was almost caught a couple times wearing them. “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.”