I thought it only fitting that this Flashback Friday, which happens to actually be on the 1st, go back to this story of resolutions from 2015. Read the original by clicking here or just enjoy the update below.
“Man, Johnson, you’re starting to get some real muscle. When did you become so much more buff than us?”
“Nah, nothing like that, but I do have an advantage. My gym buds are almost here and we have a special technique that might be best to just show you. But you have to promise not to freak out and really give it a chance.”
His buddies entered and went right over to a weight bunch. “Wait, I’ve seen you guys around. You’ve been workin’ with Coach, right?”
“Yeah, we’re totally jockin’ up.”
“Huh. I always questioned his legitimacy, but it seems to be working for you guys.”
“Totally. And if you want to truly bulk up, it’s all about getting that testosterone flowing through you. You just feel Coach’s words inside you as you work with your gym buds on getting that pump before you hit the weights. Come on over, Johnson, and help us show them.”
Keaton had been training to My hypnosis for some time, listening to files that helped him let go of inhibitions when it came to both sex and submission. He wanted to give in to a man who enjoyed having his own needs focused on… a selfish top of an Alpha. That’s why he was so excited when he came across Doug, the epitome of an Alpha. When the met to hang, it didn’t take Doug long to realize that Keaton couldn’t stop staring at his building bulge. “Liking what you see there, huh, stud?” the dominant man rhetorically asked as he began to show Keaton a bit more of his body.
A bit furry himself, Keaton loved Doug’s furry torso and discovered seeing it made him feel even more submissive to this man. “Help Me take some of these clothes off, stud.” And Keaton gladly obliged, helping lift Doug’s shirt over his head before moving on to his lower half. He also took off most of his own clothes when commanded, until both were left in only their briefs. As Doug played a track from Me that Keaton told him would help make the lean jock even more obsessed with his cock, he couldn’t help but notice that Keaton’s own prominent package.
Kellan was the type of uni student who thought he knew it all, always smarting back to me and the other professors. That is, when he even bothered to show up for class, though his grades never suffered. Still, it was time to take Kellan down a peg. When he did next show up, I tempted him. “Last class I announced extra credit for students that participate in a psychology experiment. In your case, since I know you have the info down and don’t need any help with your grade, I’ll let you skip the next test.”
“Sure, sign me up, prof,” he said, and I was happy to have pinpointed the right incentive. When he came in to participate, I sat hi in a chair in front of a TV. “All you have to do is watch this video and not let it affect you,” I said. “What, you mean like not laugh or cry at it?” “You can respond emotionally, but try not to act on any arousal.” He smirked, “What, is it a porn?” “No, just something special I worked with Coach on.” Kellan rolled his eyes. How was something from Coach going to affect him?
Though a casual runner, he didn’t care for sports. And yet, as he watched, he couldn’t help but feel that bulge in his jeans growing bigger and bigger until it became impossible to ignore. His jeans feeling tighter and tighter, he simply had to give his thick dick some breathing room. A part of him remembered the instructions and tried to resist, but something had come over him. All he could think about that dick that was now in his sight as he freed it completely from his underwear.
Kellan really didn’t think seeing a bunch of jocks on screen would do anything for him, but for some reason, he couldn’t stop thinking about being one of them. And not just any jock, but a dumb jock that was always so horny for his Coach and his teammates. Still, as hard as he was, Kellan tried very hard to ignore it and to go soft. He knew if he stroked it, he would have let the experiment affect him too much. He stood up, ready to leave. Strip away those inhibitions, Kellan. Strip away unneeded thoughts.
Strip as you give in to the pleasure. Kellan found himself stripping off his jeans, eyes fixated on the screen. Strip away that intelligence that you simply don’t need right now. All you need to do is to think with that cock.As Kellan stripped off the underwear and sunk back down into the chair, he found himself giving in to the arousal.
He couldn’t help it; his dick was thinking for him. And his dick was so horny to play with his hole. “That’s it, Kellan. You’re going to be one of Coach’s jocks now, joining the track team. And his jocks don’t have room for thinking about anything else but winning. Don’t worry about your grades, though. Coach worked out a deal with some of us profs to pass you jocks, just as long as we also get to use you… think of it as now needing extra credit, but extra credit a horny jock like you is really going to love earning.”
I continued, “Go ahead and keep loosening that hole up for me as you finish the video. By the time you cum, as you know from the video, it’ll be as if you’r cumming out all those brains. And I know you’ll be so horny for your professor, and for Coach when he initiates you into the team tomorrow.” Kellan didn’t entirely understand everything I had just said, but it didn’t matter. Coach’s programming had left him so horny and so happy to be a good simple jock, ready to earn his extra credit.
Winter has always been a busy time for doctors – seasonal flu tends to ramp up while icy conditions cause more accidents. This year was exceptionally hectic, with medical staff working long hours to make up for both higher demand and issues with staffing. Being able to take a quick power nap was essential, but some doctors struggled to take their mind off their patients while finding a place to crash. That’s where I came in, contracted out to help doctors let go of other concerns so they could enjoy a short but deeply reinvigorating sleep.
Part of what I stressed is that they could learn to dress back up quickly. Knowing they could change clothes fast eased their minds about being called into an emergency, and stripping off their clothes would otherwise help them to separate work time from nap time. This is your time to be comfortable. You should be able to get as comfortable as you would like. And as you take off any unwanted clothes, you also take a load off. Strip off your clothes, and strip your mind free of cares until you put them back on. As I worked with the doctors on letting go, I could tell they needed more than sleep. They needed release. I invited the two that had seemed the most stressed – Drs. Hallett & Belden – in for a special joint session and was left surprised at how comfortable they felt stripping down with each other.
Darius had arrived early to take advantage of early bird shopping specials, but he questioned why. Everyone else was waiting outside of the big box stores or staying home to avoid the crowds. For some reason, he had felt compelled to come in though. Normally he didn’t find the ads on social media swayed him one way or the other, but something about that ad he saw earlier in the week… and then kept seeing…. he simply had to watch it every time. Sometimes multiple times on loop. And now here he was, at the store, where that same music from the ad kept playing. Darius temporarily snapped out of it. ‘I better check out,’ he thought. Stephen was more than happy to assist Darius, but also seemed very intent on making sure the customer really wanted the apparel. “We’ve actually had a lot of returns on these – not because they are bad, but the sizing for fit can be off. I’d feel a lot better selling these to you if I knew you had tried them on.”
Darius wasn’t sure why if felt so good to do as the sales associate had asked, but he felt as if he had to oblige – and with the store empty, Stephen waited right outside the dressing room. Darius thought it was a little strange, but it also gave him a strange sense of pleasure. He realized he loved getting to show off his body in those trunks that were indeed just the right fit for him. Hearing a “Lookin’ good, stud,” felt even better. Darius looked Stephen in the eyes. He needed to serve this young man. To please him. Stephen started to undress, seemingly confident in what his customer was thinking. Slipping off his own shorts as he prepared to kneel down and worship that beautiful cock that had just been exposed to him, Darius felt like it must have been destiny that he had seen that ad and decided to come into the store for the special sale. But despite how he felt as he began to worship his cock, it had not been destiny.