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The Muscle Dad Alpha
Continue reading The Muscle Dad Alpha
The first Friday of the month often features a flashback story, which often has been improved upon. Original here.
When his buddy arrived, the tattooed hunk put on some special music that would help remove those inhibitions. If he was wrong, he knew the subliminals in the special music wouldn’t work – but Dominic also knew he was right.
Even as he lifted up his sleeve to show off his new ink, he could already tell Simon’s eyes were glazing over and filling with the lust he had buried deep down. Dominic was convinced that his friend would more than welcome his next move, which began with taking off his shirt.
You have craved this cock for such a long time. You have often stared at it, even when just a bulge hidden behind pants, wondering what it might look like in its full glory. Now that you do, you begin to give in to that lust completely. The more you stare at his cock, the more you need it inside of you. You need to feel it inside your mouth. You need to feel it inside your ass. And once it is inside of you, it will feel AMAZING – as if waves of orgasmic pleasure are washing over your body and mind.
That desire for that cock overwhelms you. You’ve longed for it for such a long time and now you finally have your chance to fulfill your fantasy. Go ahead, and begin to taste it.
When I left a USB drive last year with some of my hypnosis tracks, instead of the usual of milk and cookies, I never expected him to actually listen to my recordings! I mean, the man keeps pretty busy overseeing the assembly of all the gifts he delivers.
Yet there he was, right in front of my Christmas tree and unbuttoning his Santa jacket to reveal just how much he had transformed this past year.
I suppose it didn’t matter. He was there, sending me a special video. I suppose it was best that way, to not wake my family, but how I wished I could have seen this magical man in person. If I couldn’t, this was the next best thing.Still, I was NOT prepared for what Santa did next… he pulled down his pants!
Sure thing. Sounds like you want to just become a total pig, huh, stud?
“Yeah, exactly Coach.”
And deep down, you already are that pig, we just need to let him out. That pig inside has been filling with lust every time he sees a man, simply craving all that sex all the time from all those different men. That’s definitely something Coach can help with as I help you let go of all those inhibitions. That’s right. We begin simply by helping you to let go. Letting go of all the conscious thoughts you don’t need right now. Letting go of the insecurities you may have had. Letting go of any remaining resistance. Just let go. And as you do, you can feel yourself ready to strip down.
And when you do next cum, you will feel yourself becoming that total pig – but you will also still be left completely horny, because cumming once isn’t enough for a pig like you. A pig like you is always horny for so much action of all types, and your training today will further help to prep you for what it’s like to be that piggy that just keeps wanting more when it comes to sex and kink. That’s a good piggy.
And when you next look into a mirror, you will know and accept without a doubt that your brains are now in your dick. And that will help those brains to drain down even more as your dick fills up, knowing you’ll have two ways of releasing all those unneeded thoughts… one is to pound them out in the gym, and the other is to cum them out.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
“Fuck yeah old man.” Ugh, I hated when they called me things like that, but so it was with some of these dumb jocks. Before I started undressing him, I pushed play on the track Coach had made for these encounters. I was to always play it at the start, and I could tell that Tommy was already becoming very relaxed – and increasingly hard.
Some times I zoned out a bit to the tracks too, but that had to be my imagination, right? I mean, I always enjoyed my chats with Coach but surely he had put in suggestions to just target the jock and not affect me too, right? After all, not all professors might be as agreeable to such an arrangement. Heck, I didn’t think I would have been, but Coach somehow convinced me it was the right thing to do. I had no idea doing the right thing would get me so turned on and hard too.
“You’re in luck bud; I have a Friendsgiving tomorrow but am free today. Why don’t you plan to hang around some too? Be great to watch a movie and catch up.”
“Huh? Oh, sorry, guess I zoned out to the beat of this music. I was just saying thanks again for doing this, Terrell.”
“No problem, bud, but you didn’t need to take your shirt off.”
“I guess I just was feeling warm and comfortable. It’s so cozy in here. Really makes me want to cuddle up when we watch a movie together. I hope that’s okay.”
“Of course, stud. You can cuddle up to me as close as you’d like.”
“I’d really like that, handsome. Is it weird that I just called you handsome? I mean, you are, but we’ve been friends for so long.”
“Relax, handsome. We can be handsome gentleman relaxing together.”
I’m aware, jock.
“Like, I’m not envious of anyone that’s gone to war or nothin’ like that, but sometimes I wish I was still part of somethin’ special. Like when I was on your team, Boss.”
You’re welcome back as an Assistant Coach anytime, jock.
“Thanks, Coach, but I ain’t no leader. And it’s something else I miss. Like… the feeling of brotherhood?”
I understand, jock. Perhaps you need to join My muscle army.
“You have an army, Coach?”
Well, not any that are going to war – except in the gym. But a group of guys dedicated to the brotherhood of muscle. How would you like to begin stripping away all those inhibitions you’ve had about growing truly big, and start becoming Muscle Army Strong, jock?
“You think I can get even bigger, Coach?”
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
It definitely can be a tough industry. Vital, when done right, but tough.
“Yet now we get berated even when we are doing it right. It’s so much stress and I’ve been thinking it’d be so much easier if I could just do my own thing.”
Like freelance writing?
“Actually, I have a buddy making more in a year doing the fan sites than I ever have in my professional job. And I think I’d like to do that, but I’ve always been a bit on the shy side.”
Well, that’s definitely something I can help you with.
“Yeah Coach? I always overthink things like what other people will think of me if they find out, and it’d be amazing to not have that be a concern anymore. I’ve always prided myself on my intelligence but at this point, I sometimes feel it might be nice to think a bit less in general.
Simply drift down into that nice deep state where it’s so easy to accept these changes that you have wanted deep down. And as you start to enter that nice sleep-like state, you know that deep down you have longed for a life full of glamour and money. You know that you can never achieve that in the news business, and you find any interest in reporting or editing starting to fade away. You’re tired of the long hours and the stress at such a low paycheck. And as you start to think of what else you could do, you realize that you’ve always had a burning desire to be a porn star. You’re already getting so hard at the thought.
Whether it’s starting a fan page on your own or becoming part of Coach’s stable, it just feels so good to let go all inhibitions. Just strip them away, as you also continue to strip off those clothes. The more you remove them, the more you let go of caring about what everyone else thinks. You simply don’t think about it.
You simply find it’s better and better to not think about things in general, for you are becoming a man of action. A man whose brains are draining down into his dick.
This special Flashback Friday was originally published as a Patreon reward in October 2019.
“Just admiring the beauty of the night. Glad it’s not too late yet. We have all night to explore each other’s bodies. Now strip.”