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Noah stared out the window, feeling jealous of the guys he saw passing by on the way to the nearby gay bar. He himself was handsome, had a great job, and was a total catch – but often he felt wistful for a simpler life. “Look at them,” he thought. “So carefree. Leaving with a different guy every night and not even caring.”

He contemplated what his life might be like if he could just let go of his inhibitions. “Maybe I should search how to become more of a pig,” he mused to himself. But soon, curiosity got the better of him.

As he began playing “Desire to be a Pig” on his laptop, he quickly found himself relaxing to my voice..

He was pleasantly surprised at how easy it became for him to let go both to the pleasure of relaxation, and to his secret impulses. All his pretenses were fading away. Gone was the man who had been taught that image was everything; in his place, a man that knew that pleasure was everything.

His cock hardened as he imagined other men ready to fuck his chiseled physique. He craved a cock up his ass more than he ever had before, and it almost didn’t matter whose cock it was.

Afterwards, he looked out the window once again …but this time was different. It felt so good to look out and see a world of opportunities. Why should he care if he had to work the next morning? Just drink a bit of extra coffee. All his past excuses no longer seemed to matter, and he was in the perfect location to pop down to the gay bar and check out the night’s offerings. As long as both parties were willing, what was the harm in having a bit of fun?

And when those old excuses started to pop back into his head, he just listened to more hypnosis. He was becoming a total sex pig, and he loved it.

When he wasn’t hitting up the gay bar, he often could find someone on one of the apps. He loved to host, and when his latest flirt came through the open door, as instructed, they found Noah sitting in his robe… yet not at all trying to conceal himself. “Do you like what you see?”

“Yes….” they would always respond, often with a stammer. Many couldn’t believe they were lucky enough to be in the presence of such a hot stud. Twink or bear, daddy or pup, all were welcome – as long as they topped.

“Good. Follow me into the bedroom.” Noah’s robe would drop as he led the way and hopped onto bed.

Eager to be with such a hot stud, the lucky guy would begin stripping down himself…. but often not fast enough for Noah’s liking. This latest invite was especially nervous, fumbling as he tried to put on his condom. Once upon a time, Noah might have found the boy cute and the struggle endearing. But his inner sex pig had been unleashed, and now he was a hot stud craving that dick. He looked back to the young jock, simply asking “Are you going to fuck me or what?”