“Damn, Coach, I fuckin’ love bein’ more of a meathead. You got me so pumped up. Gonna be easy findin’ a guy to fuck me now.”
Hold up, jock. Obedient Meatheads take off their shirt.
“Yes, Sir, Coach.” “Uh, Coach, what was that?”
You didn’t think I was transforming you for free, did you, jock? You’re going to be molded as Coach thinks best.
And being molded and trained by Me means you love obeying Me. So just enjoy giving in to your trigger as I tell you that Obedient Meatheads Flex now for Coach.
“Yes, Sir, Coach.”
That’s a good jock. Just admire that physique I’ve been pushing you to get. Look at all those gains we’ve achieved together. Feel all that power and confidence you now possess. And it is for those reasons that a big stud like you shouldn’t be letting anyone but Coach fuck you from now on.
“What do you mean, Coach?”
I mean that unless you’re showing Me just how grateful you are for your transformation, you’ll be topping from now on, stud. But don’t worry, I’ll help you to feel as if you’ve always been a top deep down. Just take this masturbation sleeve here and begin slowly thrusting into it, as I thrust you down deep into trance at the same time.
The businessman inspected the young jock from Coach’s stable of programmable FitDimWit submissives. The young man’s lean muscle showed promise for growth, while his eyes following the man’s every move showed a high level of obedience – a mind blank and awaiting orders. Thinking was hard. Obeying was easy. So easy to let the man think for him. The suited hunk had requested a jock with sensitive nipples, so soon he tested that. As he twisted the nips, the young twink’s eyes rolled in pleasure. The man was definitely impressed with the jock’s programming, including noticing how the jock was programmed to find him incredibly arousing. Though the nipple play had further caused it to swell, a bulge had been present from the start. Thinking was hard. His dick was hard. Why not just think with his dick.
His dick found the confident man sexy, aroused by his own submission to a dominating presence. The businessman inspected that bulge more closely. “This would definitely look good in a chastity cage, jock.” For now though, he intended to let the jock enjoy the pleasure of serving his new Superior. He tested how well the jock complied as he ordered him to take off his shirt, a simple task that was immediately done. “You’re such a good jock,” the man said, and the jock’s cock twitched some more. It felt so good to think with it, and even better to not think at all. “I see you like being called a good jock, but your cock isn’t what matters to me. Take those jeans off now and let’s begin to inspect that ass.” The jock eagerly complied and got into a submissive position Coach had taught for ass inspection.
Wade was the type of straight bloke that thought calling someone a cocksucker was the most hilarious of insults – yeah, he wasn’t too bright to begin with. All of which made it all the easier for Me to start secretly programming him when I saw him at the same gym. I was buddies with a lot of the staff there, and they easily agreed to let me swap out some of the music that played there. Slowly but surely, I had been getting in his mind while also slowly “befriending” him, offering at first just to help spot him during some lifts. Finally, I had the courage to ask him over to “watch the game.”
“There’ll be other folks there too, right? This ain’t just some excuse to try and get me to suck your cock or somethin’, is it?” My hypnosis had helped him to accept my sexuality when I told him, but obviously he still had a ways to go at that point. “Nah man, there’ll be a few of us,” I lied. “Just drinkin’ beer and watchin’ pigskin like bros do.” When he arrived, I said that the one that was picking up the others had gotten a flat on his way, but they’d arrive soon.
Thankfully, the chance to program him in person as I put a spiral up on the TV allowed me to adjust his memories so that he left feeling as if he’d enjoyed a nice day of drinking beer with buds – something that would then become a weekly tradition. I always DVR’d the game so he at least saw the end – all the better to convince him he’d seen the whole thing.
Each week, I took things just a bit further – things like convincing him it was hot so let’s watch the game with our shirts off, progressing until being nude around each other seemed perfectly normal to him. I suggested that when we did watch the bits of the real game, he focused on how amazing those athletes looked with all that muscle and under all that gear. But most of all, as had been my plan all along, I slowly started to instill inside of him a desire to suck cock. Now, unaware of how programmed he already was, he had asked – seemingly of his own free will, as far he was concerned – to use my shower. A shower where I knew he would see the dildo I had left out. “Dude, what the hell is this?”
First Friday of the Month usually features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
Coach loved pairing up the jocks, and he especially loved seeing when his eye for chemistry was confirmed with explosive passion. Yet, that didn’t always mean all pairings were then ready to go without any further work from Coach. Many needed help finding their natural positions, especially when many had come from a culture of toxic masculinity where bottoming was seen as a “girly” thing to do. Although Coach often promoted proper masculinity for his jocks, he also wanted his jocks to realize that bedroom roles had nothing to do with it. When one of his new star recruits showed hesitation to do more than receive a blow job, Coach set out to make him completely comfortable with bottoming.
As the teammates that had already bonded played on the bed, Coach went to work with his suggestions. Soon the jocks had stripped away their inhibitions along with their clothing, and a dildo was brought out to help break in the reluctant jock as his new boyfriend Terry assisted.
That’s right …. in this relaxed state it becomes so easy for you to allow that dildo to just slide in. And as Terry begins to slide it back and forth for you, every thrust inside of you helps you become more comfortable with the idea of being fucked. Because if a dildo can feel this good, you know that Terry’s cock will feel one hundred times better. And so it won’t matter if you’ve only ever fucked girls in the past. Your ass is now primed to be fucked and you’ll find that you always prefer to bottom from now on….
It’s Flashback Friday! This story, originally released at the $5 level, is now free for all! And a good way to kick off a month full of masks and costumes. What might yours trigger you to do?
“Hey Coach, what’s he doing there? He’s just been sitting like that ever since he put that mask on. He’s kind of been creeping me out, just staring at me.”
It’s simple, Alpha. He’s waiting for instructions.
“He is? Because he didn’t respond to me.”
You need to start every command with MaskSlave. I would have told you sooner had I known he was going to be early. MaskSlave, stand up and smile for the Alpha.
“Wow, Coach. And I can trigger him too?”
Yes, Alpha, so long as you address him properly. He has been hypnotized to be a completely obedient MaskSlave whenever he wears the mask. Give it a try. “Really Coach? Damn. I guess I’ll just start with, MaskSlave, take off your shirt.”
“Uh, Coach, what was that?”
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“Really Coach? Damn. I guess I’ll just start with, MaskSlave, take off your shirt.”