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The Massage
The DJ Disciple
Malik should have questioned being the only one there when he entered the club, yet the pulsing music had already begun to entrance him from the outside. As soon as he stepped in and saw the DJ’s eyes, he was under the DJ’s spell. He took off his shirt and approached, ready to kiss the muscled stand in the DJ booth. And yet as he got closer, the music began to affect him more and more. Usually Malik dominated other men with his big cock, but now all he wanted was to submit.
Malik felt his cock pressing tightly against his jeans. He had to free it. And yet as he did, the special trance mix made him feel so relaxed that he could barely stand on his own. He leaned up against the wall, allowing himself to give in further and further to the music. The more he gave in, the more his big black penis began to swell. It was no wonder guys flocked to him, and it.
But not today. Today was all about his holes.
But not today. Today was all about his holes.
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Flashback Friday: Ready to Worship
Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.
Oscar had been a star player on the college wrestling team. While not the biggest guy, he was very scrappy, often surprising other opponents in his weight class. Unfortunately, he also loved to use some of those moves on the underclassmen. He was also president of a wrestling frat on campus, and he made sure everyone in the house worshiped him like a God.
I brought him in for some of our usual workout motivation, but this time I had something else in mind. It wasn’t unusual for Oscar to grab his large package during trance, and I was going to use that to My advantage as I encouraged him to rub it. And of course rubbing it felt so good, and I told him to rub it… so surely it must feel so good to do as I say.
Soon his whole hand was in the boxer briefs stroking into trance.
Every stroke relaxes you more. Every stroke relaxes you deeper.
And yet the more I talked about submission, the more those shorts bulged out.
Ready to be a good boy. More submissive to your Coach with each and every stroke.
And when I started talking about how he would love to be fucked by Me, he even started to pull down his briefs.
Not yet boy. First you must earn it. First you must worship Me like the God I am.
And worship Me he did, as he dropped to his knees and took a position of submission. My programming had worked its way deep into his subconscious, and there was nothing he desired more than to please his new Master.
He offered up praise to his new God – and then he offered up his services. He was desperate to make Me proud.
“I submit myself to you, Coach. You are my Master. You are My God. I humbly kneel before you, and lower myself to your feet. This is where I belong.
Let me worship them. Let me lick your feet clean and massage them. Please allow me, Sir. It’d be such an honor to serve as your humble footslave, Master. Or maybe you would rather I massage your shoulders, or worship your cock. Anything you want, Master. Anything to earn Sir’s cock in my ass.”
After this, he was much more humble in his frat and with his teammates. Sometimes he even let the freshman fuck him. He was the wrestling star with nothing to prove – except for wanting to prove his devotion to Me.
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