To view this content, you must be a member of Josh Dom, the Mesmerizer's Patreon at $5 or more
Already a qualifying Patreon member? Refresh to access this content.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
“Fuck yeah old man.” Ugh, I hated when they called me things like that, but so it was with some of these dumb jocks. Before I started undressing him, I pushed play on the track Coach had made for these encounters. I was to always play it at the start, and I could tell that Tommy was already becoming very relaxed – and increasingly hard.
Some times I zoned out a bit to the tracks too, but that had to be my imagination, right? I mean, I always enjoyed my chats with Coach but surely he had put in suggestions to just target the jock and not affect me too, right? After all, not all professors might be as agreeable to such an arrangement. Heck, I didn’t think I would have been, but Coach somehow convinced me it was the right thing to do. I had no idea doing the right thing would get me so turned on and hard too.
“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.”
Just forget about anything but muscle. Forget about what others expect of you. Forget needing to impress them. Your muscle will impress the only people that begin to matter to you, other muscleheads and Coach. You crave this muscle. You crave to build it on yourself. You crave to show it off. You crave to see it on others and love helping them grow bigger. You want to hang with other big, buff men, just as buds hanging out and working out. And the thought of all of this is just beginning to turn you on so much, as you continue to strip away all inhibitions and simply give in now to the pleasure of being a musclehead.