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The first Friday of the month often features a flashback story, which often has been improved upon. Original here.
When his buddy arrived, the tattooed hunk put on some special music that would help remove those inhibitions. If he was wrong, he knew the subliminals in the special music wouldn’t work – but Dominic also knew he was right.
Even as he lifted up his sleeve to show off his new ink, he could already tell Simon’s eyes were glazing over and filling with the lust he had buried deep down. Dominic was convinced that his friend would more than welcome his next move, which began with taking off his shirt.
You have craved this cock for such a long time. You have often stared at it, even when just a bulge hidden behind pants, wondering what it might look like in its full glory. Now that you do, you begin to give in to that lust completely. The more you stare at his cock, the more you need it inside of you. You need to feel it inside your mouth. You need to feel it inside your ass. And once it is inside of you, it will feel AMAZING – as if waves of orgasmic pleasure are washing over your body and mind.
That desire for that cock overwhelms you. You’ve longed for it for such a long time and now you finally have your chance to fulfill your fantasy. Go ahead, and begin to taste it.
“You’re in luck bud; I have a Friendsgiving tomorrow but am free today. Why don’t you plan to hang around some too? Be great to watch a movie and catch up.”
“Huh? Oh, sorry, guess I zoned out to the beat of this music. I was just saying thanks again for doing this, Terrell.”
“No problem, bud, but you didn’t need to take your shirt off.”
“I guess I just was feeling warm and comfortable. It’s so cozy in here. Really makes me want to cuddle up when we watch a movie together. I hope that’s okay.”
“Of course, stud. You can cuddle up to me as close as you’d like.”
“I’d really like that, handsome. Is it weird that I just called you handsome? I mean, you are, but we’ve been friends for so long.”
“Relax, handsome. We can be handsome gentleman relaxing together.”
So while this has been released for a while as something Patrons could purchase at discounted prices, I’m overdo for having it as a general release – something I realized when writing the last reward story. Part of my delay is that I’m still searching for new selling places after the unfortunate shutting down of IndieBill; please message Me if you have any recommendations! Not many places are keen on erotic hypnosis these days due to strict credit card rules and the concept of consent, even though you’re totally consenting to these recordings as you choose to download/listen. And some of you will love consenting to having your inner meathead takeover!That’s right. In this erotic stroke-along file, you simple become more and more obsessed with muscle with every stroke until you are a total musclehead who must keep hitting that gym to stimulate muscle growth. From muscle jocks to bodybuilders, it can feel good to just think less and less about other things that are not as important, and more and more about that muscle as that meathead persona inside of you takes over. And as hot as that is, the end doesn’t give an orgasm but has you save that energy for your next workout – though those not in chastity can enjoy one after their workout as reward if they’d like – perhaps while flexing and thinking even more about that muscle.
The following is an anonymous user submission, being posted today in honor of Coach Josh’s birthday. Feel free to write and send your own story in honor of it as well, with other gifts also welcome 🙂
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I’m not sure how I got there, but the sudden smell of funnel cakes and popcorn snapped me out of my daze. Instantly I became aware of random carnival noises and crowd chatter. I instinctively tightened my glutes, stiffened my arms, spread my lats, inflated my pecs, tightened my abs and clenched my jaw. I don’t know why, I just did – as the sea of carnival goers passed by nonchalantly… except for the few admirers who stole a gawk or two.
Two years earlier I had committed to stepping up my fitness regimen. I had reached one bitch of a plateau and couldn’t get past it. I changed up my nutrition, tweaked my workouts, hired a personal trainer, more cardio, less cardio, drop sets, HIIT, carb-cycling, intermittent fasting, split routines, been there, done that. As a last resort, I purchased some hypnosis MP3s online hoping they might provide an extra edge that could propel me past this progress slump. It was a long-shot I was willing to take. Plus, I figured I could slap together a shitload of these “motivational” scripts and listen to them on a continuous loop throughout the night while I slept. Multitasking! Couldn’t hurt, right?
That was two years ago. Two years of mind-fuck—every night. Oh, I was a willing participant, and boy did it suck me in from the start. My pumps when through the roof, my “perfect” nutrition was now spot on, my body fat decreased, my shirts were getting WAY tighter (in all the right place), my ass developed an awesome bubble shape that even made ME horny, and – as a happy side effect – my dick was hard quite often. I was constantly horny – and it made me workout even harder. Continue reading Country Fair Torment