
They put on some music and seemed to immediately get in the mood, taking off their shirts as they began to worship his body. It seemed he could always count on twinks to worship him and his cock.

They put on some music and seemed to immediately get in the mood, taking off their shirts as they began to worship his body. It seemed he could always count on twinks to worship him and his cock.
Yes, Clive. And it’s okay to be horny, we just need you to channel all that arousal to your bottom. I’m glad you wore a jockstrap as instructed, because that is the perfect thing to help you remember where all pleasure should be focused. It is a pleasure you sense right now as you relax for Coach.
Whenever you wear a jockstrap, your desire to jack off is diminished… it’s as if you simply cannot touch your dick while it is on, aside from those practical reasons – but never for anything sexual.
Since I worked from home, I began playing music more loudly. It helps Me focus on work while you guys are making all that racket. He sneered in response. “Whatever you want, boss.” He probably figured it was time to grab his earbuds, but then he found that the music was actually kind of catchy. Before he knew it, it was time to clock out.
Within a few weeks – when the project should have been done, but having received excuse after excuse along the way – it felt like the subliminals were finally beginning to sink into his subconscious as I noticed his eyes struggling to stay open on one of the hidden cams. I entered the room.
It’s getting hard, isn’t it, Jax? Go ahead and feel it. It’s so right to just enjoy it as you go ahead and remove your shirt now and feel up those hard nipples too.
The weeks of programming had set the groundwork, but I knew the only way to make sure he wasn’t screwing over others was to ensure that being screwed by Me was all he now craved. His growing desire to please Me would help him to work so much harder on the job.
Donovan had his doubts. “Coach, I don’t think I’d feel comfortable showing off in front of all those people. It’s cool to flex for you, Coach, but that’s a whole ‘nother vibe.”
Just be a good boy and put on the mask, Don.
As Donovan complied, all his inhibitions suddenly were released. He began to feel pumped up as he suddenly began flexing for Me.
What Donovan couldn’t remember in his conscious mind is that I had already placed the masked on him during some of our sessions.
He’d already bulked up and become such a meathead for Me, and now he would love showing off that muscle to everyone whenever he wore that mask. It was as if the mask would ‘mask’ his inhibitions in such a way that they simply didn’t exist. Every stroke helped him to absorb that deep into his subconscious.
Since he was already used to My hypnosis, it didn’t take him long to feel comfortable relaxing completely for Me.
It just felt so good for him to focus instead on all the pleasure. Muscle gave him so much pleasure. He loved to build it. He loved to flex it. He loved to show it off for Coach. More and more, he was feeling like a musclehead – not so dumb he couldn’t do his work, and yet it was so easy to just simply focus on muscle and not worry about anything else.
His shirt might have said Fitch, but deep down, Caleb wanted to fetch. He was often way too serious and plagued with anxiety, and he yearned for nothing more to let go.
Nothing symbolized that to him more than the growing pup scene he had so far only seen in online videos. He was envious of those that could let go so much that they could forget all about their human life, even if just for a bit. It was a state of mind he had trouble getting to on his own, so he turned to Me for help.
I began to relax him, though he was reluctant to close his eyes. Those big eyes simply remained so focused on Me as I spoke, even as his mind began to let go to my voice. He did begin to respond to light suggestions, stripping away inhibitions as he began to strip off his clothes.
It was as he began to move the last item of clothing that all the suggestions finally began to truly sink in. His face first went completely blank – even more blank than before.
Then that blank susceptibility turned into a true trance as he drifted into a deep relaxation, closing his eyes even as his underwear remained half-on.
Being a pup can be instantaneous for some, but some need a bit of groundwork laid out. With the time it took just to get him into trance, Caleb would be a pup that needed that basic desire to grow inside of him first.
I sent him off with some pup files so condition his mind ahead of our next session.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
I definitely do, stud.
At one time, Gabe had been incredibly studious, on track for a Ph. D. But like many students, he began to get burnt out by both the stress and costs of higher education. He’d already been enjoying My hypnosis to get motivated for the gym when he decided he’d become even more of musclehead. Although he was only beginning to transform his body, I could tell his mind was already enjoying being so much simpler. It’s why he enjoyed looking in the mirror at his growing physique so much.
Damn, look at these muscles. Love how swole I’m gettin’.
Just gotta keep getting pumped up ya, Coach.
Fuckin’ love how hard my pecs are gettin’, Coach.”
That hard muscle just makes you hard too, doesn’t it, stud?
“Duh Coach.”
Go ahead and feel just how hard you are, Gabe.
Now that he had built up a bigger body, he was ready to take things even further… instead of just having that trigger to be simple, he was ready to become a total musclehead.
After making sure this was truly what the muscle stud wanted, I took him into a nice relaxing trance where the seeds of that total transformation were planted via the hypnotic suggestions.
The bulge grew in his briefs, indicating to Me just how much he truly desired this change deep down.
Yet, he was also incredibly horny – and the changes were only just beginning.
The more he focused on his muscles, the harder it became to focus on anything else but how much pleasure that muscle gave him.
He needed to build them bigger. He needed to flex and pose for Coach.
More and more, Jiang realized he was beginning to think with his dick.
Then we’ll just have to find a way for you to make a living off that body, won’t we, jock?
“I don’t know Coach. I’m usually pretty shy. But I would love that. There’d be nothing better than just being a total himbo.”
Good boy. Sleep, jock, and strip for me. That’s it, just let go to My voice as you also let go of all that timidness and all those inhibitions.
It just feels so much better to think with your dick. Thinking with your dick feels good. It feels good to put your brain there. And a littler head means less room for all those unimportant things, so just forget more and more about all those subjects you learned in school and everything else until your brain is small enough to fit in your dick.
That’s it, everything is simply draining down now. Resistance is draining away. Inhibitions are draining away. Your intelligence is draining away.
Justin woke up looking rather confused, but Mogan couldn’t help but smile. He had been harassed by Justin for weeks at their college, mocked for being gay. Even worse is that his ShowItAll4Fans account had been exposed with some embarrassing-to-the-wrong-crowd videos leaked. I had managed to convince the jock to come by My office for some workout motivation, but slowly I had been working on something else. This was the final stage.
How are you two lovers doing?
“Lovers, what the fuck are you talking about?”
Given the torment he was subjecting his college bro to, it wasn’t enough for Me to just help him accept his sexuality though. I made sure that he would never want to displease Mogan again – for his new Sir’s pleasure was now his pleasure. And he would do anything to sexually please his Sir.
And while that sometimes meant sucking Mogan’s dick, it often meant being fucked on video for all their fans to see. Yep, Justin had gone from calling My buddy a pornslut to becoming a total slut for the camera himself.
Though they’d go on to fuck often and make some cash as they did, it was always Mogan’s money to control (that is, the portion that didn’t go to Coach for helping Mogan become a camwhore in the first place, as I continued to hypnotize both the young men). And Justin loved having his new Sir control everything. It felt so right to give in and become a horny bottom pig to the Alpha.
And as Mogan came all over Justin’s smooth body, it marked the newly out gay as his property – and nothing had ever made Justin feel so happy.