I did, jock. I wanted to check in on how you were liking your transformation into a gearhead jock. 
“I fuckin’ love it, Coach. I seriously feel so confident and sexy whenever I’m wearing gear and about to go for a ride.”
That’s not just the gear, jock. Deep down, you always feel confident and sexy whenever you’re about to go for a ride – even if it’s a ride you’ve stripped down to take.
“Riding nude is a hot fantasy of mine, Coach, but I ain’t sure it practical. Bugs, sun, wind – not to mention crashing. Ow!”
“What do you mean, Coach? I’m your Valentine?”
You are, jock. Don’t you remember how I claimed you with My special hypnotic kiss?
“Not really, Coach. It’s all a bit of a haze.”
Lift up your shirt and take a look. The mark is right on your body.
“Wow, Coach. You did claim me for Valentine’s!”
That’s right, jock. You were so eager to be the kind of jock that loves to go for a ride, and I helped you to realize how much you would love to go for a ride on Coach.
“I would, Coach. But… somethin’ ain’t makin’ sense. You don’t wear lipstick Coach.”
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Cole had even been staging little-attended protests and other small acts of rebellion against the nearby base, and he was preparing for his latest tactic when he suddenly heard some relaxing music. 
And despite Christian’s insistence of playing a weird mix of patriotic electronica, or whatever odd genre that was, Derek felt incredible. It was as if all his thought and worries were vanishing from his mind, leaving just a simple fun-loving jock. He hadn’t had much to drink but somehow still felt drunk on life. Christian loved to watch him. Heck, he’d loved watching him all along, secretly taking screengrabs of Derek whenever he had the primary screen in the Zoom meetings. There had been a sadness in his eyes that made Christian sad, and so he set out to help his sexy co-worker truly let go for the weekend. And yet, as Derek let go of all inhibitions, Christian realized it was working better than he ever dreamt.
On the other, Derek seemed to be so free of decisions that he kept asking Christian, “What should we do now?” and insisting his co-worker decide for them. “Whatever you want to do. I just don’t have any cares today and I want you to feel just as good.”
Still, as the muscle jock flexed in the mirror, he couldn’t help but feel his muscles should be used for more. Ignorant that his new tracks had been conditioning him to feel that way, Carter simply kept flexing until his phone rang. 
And the more he began to worship his muscle, the more he realized his muscle was meant to be worshiped. He was an Alpha, and he needed to show off that muscle. He needed to make other men submit to his muscle. The thought of that turned him on more as he began to lick his own biceps.
It feels so natural to have a camera pointing at you, filming you, capturing your new exhibitionist lifestyle. It is such a turn on to know that others are going to enjoy watching you, and that they themselves will get so turned on by your mere sexy presence. It’s hot to think that the more you show off for them, the more you turn them on – and that turns you on more.
