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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.
“Nah, it’s nothing.”
“No, man, it’s something. You’re gettin’ really swole.”
“Yeah, what’s your secret, bro? You on the gear?”
“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.”
“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.”
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It’s time to reinforce your training, Everett.
“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?”
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.