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Flashback Friday: Lost & Found
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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.
Consumed by New Desires
Ever since Jamie had begun his new job, he had begun to feel constantly horny. He couldn’t quite explain it as nothing else in his life had changed, besides a recent break-up with his girlfriend – but the horniness had started before then. Maybe it was the music that constantly played at a low volume over the speakers, soft yet pulsing in a way that often left his penis twitching. Perhaps it was working around musky men with muscled bodies as he began fantasizing about his co-workers.
It started innocently enough as he began to admire the muscled builds that a job of labor combined with gym time could build. The company had a basic weight room that many of the guys used to let off some steam during their lunch break, and he found himself doing the same. That lust for more muscle kept evolving though into a lust for muscle. That admiration of men’s physiques grew into attraction, and then a desire that just kept growing stronger. He tried to shake it, but every time, the lust just came back stronger. He’d never thought of men in that way, but the more he hung out in this environment, the more he found himself fantasizing.
The time he worked next to these men inhaling their musk, the more he wondered what it would be like to fuck those he worked with, perhaps even his supervisor Alden. It was at times difficult for him to concentrate on work as thoughts of fucking others drifted into his mind over and over, and he often had trouble hiding his hard-ons behind his uniform – the large bulge was just too obvious. As constantly aroused as he was by his studly co-workers, he had begun having trouble getting it up for his girlfriend unless he was visualizing one of his muscled mates. Wherever they went, she began to notice that his eyes followed the men, and it came as a strange relief to him when she left and said, “I think you’ve been lying to the both of us about what you really want.”
Even though more men in general were catching his eye, it really was the hard-working studs he worked with that turned him on most. Something about both being blue collar guys in uniform, getting sweaty together from a hard day’s work, just really began to drive him wild. Though he still showered, he found himself starting to skip deodorant and cologne. For some reason, they had begun to overwhelm his nose, but natural musk started to smell better and better. Not only was he loving how he was smelling, but sometimes he would sneak into the work locker room and find an unlocked unit with some sniffworthy clothes in it. Soon he was spitting on his dick and masturbating to the smells and fantasies on the sly.
Remodeling
The Billiards Bet
Crushing on the Neighbor
The Intrusive Roommate
A Total Sucker
Wade was the type of straight bloke that thought calling someone a cocksucker was the most hilarious of insults – yeah, he wasn’t too bright to begin with. All of which made it all the easier for Me to start secretly programming him when I saw him at the same gym. I was buddies with a lot of the staff there, and they easily agreed to let me swap out some of the music that played there. Slowly but surely, I had been getting in his mind while also slowly “befriending” him, offering at first just to help spot him during some lifts. Finally, I had the courage to ask him over to “watch the game.”
“There’ll be other folks there too, right? This ain’t just some excuse to try and get me to suck your cock or somethin’, is it?” My hypnosis had helped him to accept my sexuality when I told him, but obviously he still had a ways to go at that point. “Nah man, there’ll be a few of us,” I lied. “Just drinkin’ beer and watchin’ pigskin like bros do.” When he arrived, I said that the one that was picking up the others had gotten a flat on his way, but they’d arrive soon.
Thankfully, the chance to program him in person as I put a spiral up on the TV allowed me to adjust his memories so that he left feeling as if he’d enjoyed a nice day of drinking beer with buds – something that would then become a weekly tradition. I always DVR’d the game so he at least saw the end – all the better to convince him he’d seen the whole thing.
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Each week, I took things just a bit further – things like convincing him it was hot so let’s watch the game with our shirts off, progressing until being nude around each other seemed perfectly normal to him. I suggested that when we did watch the bits of the real game, he focused on how amazing those athletes looked with all that muscle and under all that gear. But most of all, as had been my plan all along, I slowly started to instill inside of him a desire to suck cock. Now, unaware of how programmed he already was, he had asked – seemingly of his own free will, as far he was concerned – to use my shower. A shower where I knew he would see the dildo I had left out. “Dude, what the hell is this?”
The Gift in the Box
Pumpkin Season
“Look, I know I don’t make a lot of TokkyTime videos, but I’m trying to warn you all. The new horror movie Bloody Patch has subliminal messages that will make you horny whenever you’re around pumpkins. Maybe not all pumpkins but if you’re starting to decorate or carve them, you’ll feel your dick just startin’ to throb in your pants.
I know that doesn’t sound like such a big deal to some of you, but it might drive you to do things you never thought you’d do because it will leave you desperate to fuck. And if the only thing around is that pumpkin that is making you horny, you will fuck that pumpkin. This isn’t some excuse for being curious. This is a warning that this will happen to you if you watch that movie. How do I know? Because it happened to me, ya’ll. I’m not some weirdo but there I was carving my pumpkin and I just couldn’t help myself. It was like I was compelled to do it.”
“Like, at first I’m just feeling my dick press against my pants, wondering why carving it is making me so goddamn horny. And I don’t know if it was subliminal or what, but I swear, that mouth ended up being carved just the right size for my dick. But still, I tried to ignore it. I really did.”
“But it was just there, like it was taunting me. Fuck, forget taunting. It was beckoning. I tried not to give in but resistance was… what’s that one line from that geek show? Futile. Resistance was futile, man. It was like that mouth was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, just begging to suck my dick.”
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“But it was just there, like it was taunting me. Fuck, forget taunting. It was beckoning. I tried not to give in but resistance was… what’s that one line from that geek show? Futile. Resistance was futile, man. It was like that mouth was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, just begging to suck my dick.”