It’s hard to even remember it being a leap year with all that has happened since, but last year Christmas was on a Wednesday and this was the Patron bonus for Bronze+ members. Though most stories will remain bonuses for those that pledge, I may occasionally release a story like this free if it ties into a recording release or as a holiday bonus (the latter in this case). Whatever you celebrate, season’s greetings from Coach!
“You like him babe?” Donny asked. “I was not expecting anything like this from Coach this year, but I’m excited to try him out.”
Santana winked as he nodded towards the bow. “Coach sure went all out with getting us a big package.”
The gift smiled, happy the couple was already excited to have him there, and even more excited for what would come next. He motioned to their TV as he informed them, “Coach sent me with something for you to watch. Instructions on using me.”
“I guess we better get cozy. I’ll fetch you a robe.”
Rudy couldn’t believe how well the plan was working. Coach had promised to help him find some Daddies so he could dumb down even further into a true FitDimWit. It’s rare Coach makes someone too dumb too work, but he had a found way this time to take Rudy from the punk he was into a total dumb sex piggy.
And yet, to his wide-eyed disbelief, he could tell the special video was working its magic on them both – making them grow increasingly horny for the young jock and each other.
Peyton was excited to take part of Coach’s special FitDimWit jock training program. Though he’d done well earlier on, college academics had proven a challenge. The chance to forget about all the pressures everyone else was putting on him and just enjoy the college life of a jock was just too tempting. A simple life of muscle, hanging with the bros and sex sounded exactly like what he wanted…. and perhaps even what he needed.
Yet, as he sat there, he seemed to doubt the program’s power. “Wait, you’re saying you’ll be able to trigger me into taking off my shirt? No way, Coach.”
Are you sure about that? Take off your shirt jock.
“Whoa, how’d you do that, Coach?”
It’s easy. Good jocks obey Coach’s instructions. You are a good jock. You obey My instructions.
“But it was so automatic. How’s that possible on the first day of trainin’, Coach?”
Coach smirked. I guess you’re just a natural. I’m sure you’re going to ace this program in no time.
“Ya think so, Coach?”
Sure. Now take off your pants.
“Yes, Sir,” the jock replied as his hand reached for his belt buckle.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
My buddy Darnell was having a string of luck on the stock market; his wise investments had paid off. And they were about to pay off for Me too as he hired Me to help mold a new houseboy.
Jaime had already been serving in the role for about a month, but it was obvious his head wasn’t in it. He had never wanted to take this position, but he had been forced to drop out of college to help out his family. And while their situation had improved, his job outlook had not. It didn’t help that my friend wasn’t Jaime’s type – a point he made sure I knew as he showed off his lean body.
Still, it was fairly easy for Me to get Jaime to relax… and once he did, we started molding him to be more comfortable with his role. Over and over he was reminded of how he should be so grateful for the opportunity and how it felt so good to be making Darnell happy. He was told that it was completely natural that houseboys work in the nude – being naked was going to be his natural state from now on. I had a brief moment of concern when he seemed to wake and smile at Me… but he simply needed to take his clothes off. He slipped off his jeans and boxers as we continued.
Back in trance, I know new I could take things even further – he had already responded so well. It would be easy to make him Darnell’s slave, but Darnell had made it clear he wanted a houseboy that wasn’t mindlessly obedient but who would still love being sexy for my bud. Still, if I wasn’t going to enslave him, I needed to find another way to make him think that he didn’t have any other options so that he would never be tempted to leave. I needed to make him a fitdimwit.
And that’s exactly what I did as I allowed each stroke to make him dumber.
All your knowledge from school starts to travel down to your dick… all your brains are just traveling down to your cock… and when you cum… you’re going to find that you ejaculate everything that made you smart. That’s right. You’re going to cum your brains out and be left as one of my fit dimwits….
By the time he did shoot his load, he would think it had been high school he had dropped out of… but he didn’t mind. He had lucked out with a great job where he didn’t really need to think…. unless it was with his dick. And it was nice knowing he would never have to want for anything. He was free. Free of the stresses of the working world. Free of needing to worry about things like rent or utilities. Free from restrictive clothing. Free of inhibitions.
For a while, all he could do was stare at his dick… but then he finally spoke up.
“Bro. Being a house boy is tight as fuck. Don’t gotta think. Just gotta work it. All I do is pump muscle, landscape, and let the old man fuck me. Price I gotta pay for the good life, ya’know, Coach?
But dude. The place is sweet. And I love just doing. Don’t got to think ’bout nothin’!”
Being a houseboy meant Jaime would have his own room rent-free so long as he kept up with his duties around the house – including the sexual duties he was now more than willing to let my buddy use him for. And Jaime was now primed and ready to show his boss just how much he appreciated the job.
That’s right jocks. Just lusting for each other’s muscles. The more you lust for muscle, the more you wish to build your own muscle.
You will find yourself so hard ahead of each workout, but you will save your cum until after you’ve pushed yourself as hard as you can. That lust for muscle serves as your motivation.
You want to be with muscle. You want others to want your muscle. You want muscle.
Since we just came from the gym, for today you can simply imagine it. Imagine you’ve been working out feeling so hard as you get so hard.
And now you’ve just come back after giving it your all. So ready to explore.
Go ahead and cum as you transform even further into my muscle jocks.
“Coach, you’re hypnosis is really pumping us up!”
“Yeah… it’s making us hard in more ways than one!”
That’s right my wrestling jocks, you’ve just been triggered by Coach. And it doesn’t matter if you are sitting or standing, you simply want to relax so very deep for me into a nice, relaxing trance.
And in this trance, you find yourself both filling up with lust for me. You both find yourselves wanting to go home with me.
That’s why when I wake you up, you will both your wrestling skills and your erotic expertise to rubs, suck and fuck each other until each of you has had a nice big orgasm.
Whoever gives the other a better orgasm is the lucky jock that gets to help get Coach off tonight as well.
“Fuck… that feels sooo good.
My orgasm is best. I get to go home to Coach.”
“Wasn’t about havin’ the best orgasm ya meathead. Was about giving the best.”
He’s right – I’m in the mood for an amazing orgasm tonight.
But keep practicing with the other wrestlers boy. There’s always next time stud.
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