“So glad it’s a long weekend so I could come visit you, Coach.”
Me too, jock. Now I can give myself a Valentine.
“What do you mean, Coach?”
You wanted to explore being a dumb jock, right?
“Yeah, Coach. Who couldn’t use a break after this last year?
I know I could use a treat, and that’s precisely why you’re here. Just go ahead and begin to relax for Me. Just strip away inhibitions.
Simply letting go of any of the worries or concerns of what’s been going on this world, knowing that you are perfectly safe here with Me. And as you continue to relax and strip off those clothes for Me, you also begin to strip away that intelligence. Just feel your brain draining down in to that cock as you begin to think with your penis…. for it’s getting harder…. and thinking is becoming harder… why not just think with your dick? It’s so much easier. Just feel those brains up now as you continue to drain for Me. Draining those smarts….draining those thoughts….draining that will.
Nolan had taken a gap year after graduation, as many did due to shutdowns that would make the college experience far from the norm. He chose to safely, yet cheaply, travel around the country, stopping in places like national parks to camp. Occasionally he’d find himself needing to find somewhere else to stay, and many private colleges actually offered cheap rooming without all their students there. Though he had delayed attendance at a top-tier university, little did the young man know he’d soon be making a transfer to be part of Coach’s team… but Coach had a way of getting to a man’s true desires deep down. And as strange music played in the empty hallway as as Nolan explored, he’d soon find himself becoming quite sleepy. He stopped to rest against the wall, before continuing on. ‘Where is that music coming from,’ he thought.
As he looked up and about, he couldn’t see any speakers. ‘Maybe it’s coming from outside,’ the thought, as he made it to the doors to look through the glass. And yet, he couldn’t see anything there either. Despite his curiosity, the young man was beginning to feel incredibly relaxed and wanting to simply become comfortable. He’d already taken off his shirt that had begun to feel itchy, and soon he’d unbutton his pants for a bit of a looser fit. His hand now had room to reach down and feel his ass – and ass that felt like it was longing to be touched and given pleasure. Nolan tried to shake the thoughts from his head as he thought, ‘I just need to sit down for a while.’ Yet his loosened jeans left the feeling of a draft over his butt that, along with the incredibly soothing music, only seemed to relax him further. ‘I just need to get comfortable.’
Brady had really enjoyed being on the team, often in a support role… in fact, he enjoyed the support role so much, he was not looking to more fully become a submissive. Of course, I was more than happy to help him embrace his sub side. As I began to relax him, it didn’t take long for him to feel comfortable stripping off those clothes.
And with every item of apparel you remove, you also strip away those inhibitions.
Just letting go more and more as you strip down. Ass you go ahead and relax further for me now, you can continue that process of stripping everything way. Stripping away all insecurities. Stripping away all fears. And stripping away that will… because more and more, your will becomes the will of your Superiors…. longing and needing to please them. Your own pleasure simply becomes less important, as you focus on their pleasure…. and yet that in turn fills you with pleasure, because their pleasure IS your pleasure. Nothing feels better than satisfying a Dom, Alpha or even Master that you have submitted to, be it short-term or long-term.
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.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
My Alpha jock Dalton had agreed to help Me with a special training session for KJ. During My jock hypnosis training with the new recruit, I had discovered that KJ longed to become a sex toy. He craved being able to fully let go of inhibitions and become nothing more than a slut that loved to be used by multiple men, focusing on their pleasure and orgasms before his own. KJ wanted to leave behind all aspects of his old life and simply become consumed by being that total cum-addicted sex pig of a himbo. As someone that had been conditioned to be quite the himbo of a dumb jock himself, Dalton was well-equipped to help out. And I do mean well-equipped. I placed some headphones on him to reinforce his own programming and instructed KJ to strip for his own stroke training.
That’s it KJ. Simply Relaxing more and more for Coach with each and every stroke. Deep down, you have wanted to be a dumb slut. And because this is what you have desired deep inside, you allow yourself to let go further to My programming with each and every stroke. As you continue to stroke, you feel your inhibitions fading away. You let go of all shame and all fear. This is what you want, and you will open yourself to all consensual encounters. You simply need to be used. You feel your sexual drive getting stronger than it’s ever been. You are becoming such a horny boy, needing that cock inside of you. Craving to suck off so many different men.
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.
“Whatchya mean trainin’ Coach? I ain’t been on one of your teams since college.”
That’s right. You’ve had a simple life here at the farm. You love the simple life, don’t you, jock?
“Fuck yeah, Coach. All the chores keep me nice and lean and I ain’t gotta worry about no one else but makin’ sure Boss is happy.”
That’s why I’m here, boy. Boss says you’re starting to ask too many questions.
“Whatchya mean I’m asking too many questions?”
I’m beginning to see what he meant. But it’s okay jock. Why don’t you begin by being a good boy and stripping down.
Everett unbuttoned his pants then flexed for a moment, pausing. “Ain’t I only supposed to get naked for Boss?”
This is for Boss. I’m training you for Boss. So you can also get naked in front of Me too. Good boys strip down when told by their Superiors. I am your Superior. You are a good boy. You strip down for Me right now.
“Yes Sir,” the jock responded as he finished slipping off his jeans.
Stripping away those inhibitions as you strip down, and stripping away that intelligence too.
That’s it jock. Just becoming more and more focused with every rep. It just feels so good to become that muscled jockslave. Simply needing to workout for Coach. More submissive with every curl. Simply needing to obey Coach. Growing stronger for Me with every curl. The bigger you get, the more obedient you become. The more obedient you become, the bigger you want to get. Just more and more of a muscletoy for Coach.
Feeling that programming we did at the end of the last workout, kicking in now. That stroke training has been planted deep in that submissive mind, and every rep is helping those suggestions to now become permanent. More and more mindless. More and more muscled. More and more obedient. Just an obedient muscle toy for Coach.
Before we continue with the workout, go ahead and strip off that shirt. That’s right. Just stripping away, just as you have stripped away all resistance with every session. With every stroke, your inhibitions further disappeared. With every stroke, your will power had faded more and more. With every stroke, you were left transforming further into that obedient muscle toy. You rest when needed, but it also feels so good when you do get to lift for Me. It feels so incredible to push for that one more that you know will make Coach happy.
Now go ahead and get those weights on the rack that will help you to push those pecs to grow even more for Me. When you’re ready, position yourself on the bench and feel yourself continuing to focus on your growth. Growing stronger. Growing bigger. Growing more obedient.