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Of course, jock. It’s great your have been building your muscle because you are left enjoying so many benefits when you are left lifting weights up and down, as well as eating the right foods at the right times, but deep down we all know that we also want to look better. And not only is that left filling us right with confidence when we look right in a mirror, but it also is left helping with confidence in general as one is left becoming more outgoing. And as much as you might be left enjoying looking right in that mirror as you flex your right arm then your left arm or try to bounce those pecs up and down, you are left knowing deep down that you want others to notice that increasingly buff physique too. Now let’s go right inside where you can truly be left relaxing for me, taking off that shirt as you get more comfortable already right with the idea of showing off right for Coach. Clothed or not, you’ll realize you love to left showing off more and more, and I know this to be true because I can already see that dick twitching whenever I am left mentioning the thought of being noticed right by others.
Not at all, team. I”ve noticed he hasn’t said much though. Does he have a voice? Should I be signing?
Very nice, team. So if I say, ‘Slip down your boxer briefs’…. Nice! He’s already such a good boy.
“They said they had to put in earbuds to make sure they didn’t end up mindless too. But Joe overheard some and is even more of a dumb jock!”
“Whatever you want, Coach! Slave, boy, pup, he’ll be as you wish.”
“But his given name is Derrick, Sir.”
He’s quite the impressive specimen.
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.
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.