“Dang Coach, I can’t believe this is the same friend that used to be so uptight about everything. And so picky too – he never would have given me the time of day before. But now he’s always ready to give it up to me. It never made much sense until I asked to use his phone – the big oaf was so trusting letting me look through it. And when I came across your recordings on his phone, I just couldn’t resist listening myself.”
“I honestly didn’t think it was having any effect on me, but then I realized I was constantly getting horny. It’s like my dick gets hard all the time and tells me I need to do take the hint.”
“And it’s seems to be hinting to hook up with more than just my long-time crush, but with all sorts of men now. But I also realized his recordings were tailored for a bottom. I was always a total top before but now am completely open to being versatile as I know some of the hot guys out there are also tops, but I don’t want to be a total bottom because I want to keep fucking my buddy and other bottom studs too. Can you help with that?” Sure thing, stud. Why don’t you go ahead and strip off those clothes as you strip away any lingering inhibitions that will keep you from being the total himbo you now long to be. I know the thought of showing off that increasingly jacked body already turns you on so much as you feel so comfortable stripping down in front of Coach. Then just lie back and relax to My voice.
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“Hey buddy, welcome back. Here for Thanksgiving, huh?”
“You know it. Man, it’s been ages.”
“Too long – and too cold. Wanna head inside and catch up? Would love to chat and maybe wrestle around like the old days.”
“We’re not that old yet. It’s funny, though… I remember coming over a lot, but the memories of actually hanging are kinda fuzzy. But now and then I get glimpses and that’s not who I am anymore. I think I just was experimenting.”
“It’s cool, dude, we all did. And now with experience, some of us are even better.”
“Ha, I’m sure that’s true. But I probably should get back to family….”
“GOOD JOCKS OBEY.”
“All this time and the trigger still works. Fantastic.
I made a mistake with you all those years ago. I didn’t make you need me enough. Once you were gone, it was easy for you to stay away. But I was just a college bro playing with his neighbor during summer breaks. When I said people get better with experience, I wasn’t just talking about sexually. I’ve upped my hypnosis game as well. And that’s why this time, you’re going to end up obsessed with me. I’m sure your parents will be thrilled to have you moving back so close to them. And here I am rambling, and yet I know already that my voice has remained powerful over you all these years. I bet just listening to me ramble on has started to take you deeper and deeper. And going deeper and deeper has reminded you of how good it feels when you submit to me and simply obey.
Roberto smiled as he saw the muscled jock approaching the gate. “So you’re who Coach sent, huh?” The hunk nodded. “Great, I’ve been waiting for the new guard dog.”
“Dog? I’ve led covert missions abroad. I ain’t anyone’s dog.”
“Really? Because Coach said that’s exactly what you are now. All I have to do is remind you that SENTINEL PROTECTS AND SERVES.”
Soon the muscled hunk was down on all fours, at his new Master’s feet. “Good boy, Sentinel. Coach sure did find a top specimen for my latest guard dog. I can tell you’re going to keep alert when you’re on duty, aren’t you boy?” A deep, gruff ‘Woof’ was all that left the Sentinel’s mouth. “That’s right. Now pay attention, boy,” Roberto said as he grabbed his stiff member through his shorts. “This will be your reward for doing a good job on duty today. And I know good dogs like you love the taste of their favorite bone inside of them. Isn’t that right, Sentinel?” Sentinel looked up as simple thoughts flowed through his head. ‘Must protect Master. Must guard Master. Need Master’s bone. Keep Master safe.’ Yet all that came out was another ‘Woof.’
Tobey was visiting his buddy Cillian, as had become tradition for them in October, and the two were making it a seasonal pre-Halloween themed weekend. They had just watched the latest horror flick Bloody Patch the night before, and now they were enjoying themselves at an actual pumpkin patch.“This scarecrow looks a lot friendlier than the one in the movie, but I’m still glad we’re visiting here when it’s light.”
“Eh, I didn’t think it was that scary. I just hope the rumors we saw after about pumpkin fucking aren’t true.”
Unfortunately for the long-time buddies, the rumors did have truth to them. Anyone that watched that film began to feel incredibly horny if they decorated pumpkins within the following days. And now that they were back at Cillian’s place and had decorated their pumpkins, they were both feeling incredibly horny.
“Not cool Cillian.”
“What?”
“Straight guys shouldn’t tease their gay friends like you are. Brushing up against me.”
“I know, but I’m just so horny, Tobey. I really need to fuck something. And if it’s you or that pumpkin…. I want to try with you.”
“Then maybe we should get these clothes off.”