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“Thanks Coach. I feel incredible!”
And with that beard grown now and all that ink, you’re looking quite rugged. You must be starting to kill it out on the apps.
“Actually, Coach, I’m still feeling a bit insecure when I chat with guys. I guess I still feel the sting of all those past rejections.”
Well, not only do I think you should be more confident, I think you should be dominating all those guys. You just have that look about you. I bet deep down the thought of becoming more dominant is already starting to stir your cock.
This story was previously available only for Patrons but is now available to all as part of Flashback Fridays.
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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.
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.
The first Fridays of the month feature a flashback story. This month’s was previously available only to Bronze+ Patrons but is now available for all.
With roommates like you, you have an advantage of having a buddy to help hold you accountable – but that only works if at least one of you is indeed dedicated enough to keep you both on track. What’s even better is if we both make you more dedicated to working out than ever before, and Coach knows a few tricks to help with that.
First, let’s start with imagining your ideal physiques. Physiques that you would be pleased with, and that you might not mind your roommate seeing either if you were to be shirtless in your place together.
After all, I bet you know deep down that part of your desire for muscle is because you love how it will simply make you feel more attractive in the eyes of others. And since you will be seeing your roommate every day, you’ll especially start to feel a compulsion to make him proud of your progress.
That’s right. Not only will you be working out for yourselves, but you’ll also be working out for each other.
The more you workout together, the more attracted to each other you become. You already feel your lust for each other’s muscles growing and growing as you stroke those hardening dicks for Coach, thinking of each other’s increasingly hard bodies. It helps you to further encourage each other, to push each other, to hold each other accountable. You will work out together because you both want to make each other proud of your results. And when you work out together, it helps to push you in ways that you never knew possible.