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He did worry the baggage of a bad relationship would keep him from being able to relax and just enjoy simple fun times out on the town, which is part of why he enlisted My help – but it didn’t take much to get Calvin to start relaxing to My voice.
Soon he was stripping down to his briefs and finding a place he could comfortably let go to My suggestions, as I began to strip him of any inhibitions that would keep him from transforming into a new, better version of himself.
After all, a hot body like that should not be wasted, and it was time Calvin realized that for himself.
Calvin’s expression went blank as soon as that water did hit. “Coach, I feel a bit dizzy,” he said, as he braced himself against the shower wall. “My brain feels like it’s washing down.”
It’s just going to your dick, Calvin. Let it happen and enjoy it.
Calvin turned back around, stroking his hung penis in the shower as the water continue to wash over his hairy muscles. Soon, he was giving in to the suggestions and feeling like a total himbo that would think with his dick from now on.
Yet that is what you want?
“It is. I have so many loans from pre-med but I’m just so tired of stress. I don’t know that’s the life I really want.”
Then stop thinking about if it’s possible, and start thinking about what you want as you begin to stroke.
“Fuck Coach, why I doubt ya?
Feelin’ fantasy man.”
You mean fantastic.
“Whatevs bro, just watch me flex.
Fuck flexin’ for ya is makin’ me horny.
You wanna shot at this ass bro?”
You know deep down you can live without that stuff. All you need to do is accept that desire to be simple.
A simple man. A simple mind. A simple job. Not needing much. Such simple desires. Muscle. Sex. Nothing else really matters. Just so simple.
“Coach, the simple life fuckin’ rules.
I shoulda done this sooner. I love what I do, and when I go home, I can actually enjoy myself.
If I go to the bar for a hook-up, no worries, just means I paint a bit later the next day.
And I’m gettin’ so good with my hands. Wanna see?”
“Coach, I’m tired of the big city. I feel like half my day is spent stuck in traffic jams, and by the time I get home I don’t feel like working out.
I want a simpler life. I don’t know what. Maybe something out in the country. Just away from it all, with more time to focus on my body.
Do you think you can help?”
I’ll do my best. Why don’t you go ahead and relax for me… and we’ll work on giving you a simpler life.
“Mighty fine of ya t’come visit me on th’ farm, Coach.”
You like it better than when you lived in the city then?
“City? I’ve allus lived in th’ country suh. Country fella through an’ through. Love workin’ hard on th’ farm an’ on mah muscle.”
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As my jock works your balls and licks that cock, you find it easy to just let go.
To just feel the pleasure of becoming simple.
Allowing yourself to become that simple woodworker you have longed to be.
You love having your wood worked over like this.
You love working wood over.
but also that wood beneath you. You feel as if you are absorbing it.
Absorbing the knowledge of how to work with wood.
And allowing your mind to become just a bit more dense. Just like that wood. You feel it against your hands. You feel it in your head. So very dense.