“Yo Teach, Coach put me on fitdimwit track. Says I gotta make the grade some ‘nother way.”
“Yes, Tommy. Coach told me to expect you. Let me get a bit more comfortable – and you do the same.”
“That’s right, just as Coach taught you. The deeper you go down on my cock, the better your grade. So be sure to take it in deep now, because we both know there’s no way one of Coach’s dumb jocks could ever pass my class on their own.”
Just rub that cock nice and slow as you allow your mind to relax deeper and deeper …
As you go down so very deep, you find yourself forgetting who you were. Everything just emptying out of your mind. The more it empties, the more it is filled with my words. You work out. You eat right. You build muscle. You serve and obey Coach. His pleasure is your pleasure.
You are Coach’s Dumb JockSlave.
Who are you?
“I am Coach’s dumb jockslave.”
Good boy. And what do you do?
“I serve and obey Coach.”
Why is that?
“Because Coach’s pleasure is my pleasure. It feels good to please Coach. I must obey.”
Good jockslave. Now let’s see just how well you will please me. Go ahead, lean back, and get that hole open nice and wide for Coach.
“Yes, Sir. Opening my hole wide for Coach. I am Coach’s dumb jockslave.”
As you continue to work that cock in this very relaxed state, I want you to think about the 69 hat you are wearing even now and how it represents everything you have wanted to be – a dumb, horny jock.
And that is what you will be anytime you wear this hat from now on. It’s as if putting it on your head temporarily snuffs out all the brain cells that make you smart. When you take it off, those brain cells can breathe again and you’ll be back to functioning normally for your job. But any time you put it on, you feel as if it snuffs out any intelligence and leaves you as a completely dumb, horny jock.
“Fuck my cock is hard Coach! Help a bro out?”
Won’t you be late to get back to work?
“Nah, I gotta get me a new job Coach. Bein’ a dumb jock feels too awesome. This hat ain’t never comin’ off!”
The harder the cock gets, the deeper you fall into that nice obedient trance where you simply allow your mind to empty. That’s right. Simply letting go of anything you don’t need to build muscle.
“If you have a dozen donuts and three are jelly-filled but the rest aren’t, how many non-jelly donuts do you have?” “Dunno Coach. Head feels fuzzy.” “And if you are on a diet consisting of 300 grams of protein a day and have consumed 223 grams, how many more grams do you need today?” “77. See Coach, still smart!” “Where it counts, boy. Where it counts.”
