Tag Archives: jack off

Starting From the Bottom

“Yo Coach, I been training with your files and was wonderin’ if it was too late to join the team.”

Sure, but you’ll have to start from the bottom and work your way up, jock. 

“Why would I bottom? I’m hung like a horse, Coach.”

That’s not what I meant, jock. Which files exactly have you been listening to?

“Here’s my playlist, Coach.”



I see. Well, I definitely think we can find a place for you. I would like to see the goods, but you should also know that the position I see you in is as a bottom.  

“Nah, Coach. I an’t no bottom. Look at this fuckin’ monster.”

Some guys are left feeling that an average cock is easier to work right with and is left comfortable right to them. And since the team fills up with many young jocks, many are left needing to be broken right in. Just as you are left needing to relax right now.

Continue reading Starting From the Bottom

The Contractor

Jax was a local contractor who was building quite the reputation –  and not a good one. It seemed he was always scheming for how he could prolong projects and add unexpected “costs” to the budget – all so he could pocket more for doing less. Knowing that gossip isn’t always right, I gave Jax the benefit of the doubt and hired him for a job – but I also kept close tabs on him. Hidden cameras around the place proved the rumors were sadly true.

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.


That’s it Jax. You’ve been thinking for so long about how to make an extra buck but sometimes it just feels so much better to not think at all. And with every tweak of that nipple, you find yourself just letting go more and more. Letting go of that need to always be thinking. Letting go of all your inhibitions.

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.


Continue reading The Contractor

Another Dumb Himbo

“Yo, Coach, I’m feeling like such a jock! Loving that I’m starting to get ripped for you. I’ve been curious to try being a dumb jock but I already am just an average student, what if I get too dumb?”

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.


As you stroke that dick for me now, you feel all of your intelligence draining down into that cock with every stroke.

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.


Continue reading Another Dumb Himbo

Flashback Friday: Strip Tease

First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added; though delayed by a week due to travels and wanting to promote the new himbofication file. More files coming soon. Original version of this story here.

Petra was finishing last year of college, but he was beginning to have regrets about choosing to study pre-law. The idea of many more years of law school for a field he was finding increasingly partisan and tedious simply had lost its lust. He knew his father, a name partner at one of the city’s top firms, would be disappointed if he dropped out. The fear of disappointing his dad had been enough to keep him on track, but that fear disappeared when he caught his dad having an affair with his secretary. Angry over his pop’s betrayal of his mom, Petra decided it was time to let go of expectations and obligation. He had grown a bit envious of one of his friends that was having a blast as a go-go dancer after also dropping out of the university, and that friend referred the young jock to Me. I had him find a comfortable position where he could just relax to my voice.

As we worked on having him let go of any feelings of familial duty, it soon become clear how much he was loving to let go – and every piece of clothing he removed helped him to let go further as I continued to hypnotize him, his button-up shirt the first to go as his eyes continued to glaze over.

You find yourself letting go more. Simply letting go of all those inhibitions. Letting go of all that stress. Just so ready for a simple life, with a simple mind, and a simple job perfect for a body like yours.And so it continued until I awoke the sexy young stud, now a horny fitdimwit ready to show off for Me. “Yo Coach! I’m gonna book a gig down at the strip joint. Wanna see my moves?” The lad stood up and buttoned his jeans back up, only to begin undoing them again – this time sexily dancing as he did.


Continue reading Flashback Friday: Strip Tease

The Himbo Life

Calvin was ready to let go. Just out of a nasty divorce, he simply wanted to forget all about all the years he’d wasted with a narcissist and wanted to focus on having fun himself.

He did worry the baggage of a bad relationship would keep him from being able to relax and just enjoy simple fun times out on the town, which is part of why he enlisted My help – but it didn’t take much to get Calvin to start relaxing to My voice.

Soon he was stripping down to his briefs and finding a place he could comfortably let go to My suggestions, as I began to strip him of any inhibitions that would keep him from transforming into a new, better version of himself.

After all, a hot body like that should not be wasted, and it was time Calvin realized that for himself.


As soon as the water hits you, you are going to find yourself becoming a total himbo. You will just find that you become much more focused on thinking with that dick. And as you become more aroused, every stroke will help you to shift your brain cells down to your other head.

Calvin’s expression went blank as soon as that water did hit. “Coach, I feel a bit dizzy,” he said, as he braced himself against the shower wall. “My brain feels like it’s washing down.”

It’s just going to your dick, Calvin. Let it happen and enjoy it.

Calvin turned back around, stroking his hung penis in the shower as the water continue to wash over his hairy muscles. Soon, he was giving  in to the suggestions and feeling like a total himbo that would think with his dick from now on.


Continue reading The Himbo Life

Hairy Jockhole for Coach

Danny had been showing up late for our intramural soccer league on a regular basis – so as Coach, I kept having to make him stay late. Little did he know he kept dozing off during our chats, always making him forget just how much of my puppet he was becoming. When he showed up at my house one day saying he wanted to quit the team, I told him he couldn’t. “You can’t make me keep playing!” “Oh yeah?, ” I responded. “Watch this.” When I asked him to take off his shirt, he did. When I asked him to lick his muscles, he did. “Sir, what’s going on?” He couldn’t believe he had just called me Sir. 

Just a couple more commands until he was naked, stroking into a deep trance as I finished his programming. I hadn’t planned to complete it this soon, but we needed him on the team. And because he wanted so badly to please Coach now, he was going to make soccer a priority. Not only would he stay on the team, he would never be late again. And just to test that hypnosis, I woke him up and asked if he was ready for Coach to use his hairy hole. And boy was he.

Images courtesy of Butch Dixon – click here for more hot holes waiting to be pounded.

Programming a New HypnoSlave

Cass wasn’t sure what he had been clicking on. He had simply been searching porn, but this – this was confusing. What were all the flashing images? Why did the music sound more strange than normal porn music? But he couldn’t take his eyes off, and soon he was slowly stroking his cock.

I loved when fresh meat stumbled across my recruitment program….


…but the only way to know for sure it worked is if they followed the instructions at the end to come to me. Then there he was, waiting on my steps. I knew he was another recruit from my programming – anyone else would have just left a note. But he waited… even if he wasn’t sure why. He simply felt compelled to come. And he felt so safe as I invited him in.

As soon as I said that trigger though, he was out – and my programming began. As usual, I had him start by showing me his goods – how muscled he was, and how big or not he was. I wasn’t disappointed.


As he became more comfortable, I had him take off the rest of his clothes – programming his mind as he mindlessly stroked his cock. When he would wake, that initial look of confusion would soon be replaced a, “Hello Master. What can I do for you?” Yet another hypnoslave to do my bidding, and I was definitely going to make good use of him.

 

Images courtesy of FratMen – click here for more fantastically fetching frat jocks.


MuscleCub Slave in the Making

 

As your Master strokes you, you accept that you long to be more than just his.

You long to look more like him – shaped in his image, just as your Master wishes.

To become a hot musclecub boy for your hot musclebear Sir.

To get that sexy beefy build.


 

Now feel it as your Sir cums on you.

Feel his seed soaking in your skin and changing you.

Ready to work out more. Ready to take in more protein. Ready to stop shaving.

You are becoming that musclecub inside.

sd031_caseywilliams_billylondon_20smaller
sd031_caseywilliams_billylondon_02smaller

 

“Oh, yes Sir, you are right. I am yours, and I should look like I’m yours. So excited to get my pump on and start growing some fuzz.”

 

 

Images courtesy of BangMeSugarDaddy.com – click here for more damn hot daddy action!