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“Because it’s getting hot.”
And you thought that when I said it was hot, only to reveal your body to me.
“What? No, that’s just a coincidence.”
Perhaps you are right, but I bet I am also right that you have been left more suggestible right in that mind than you have been left admitting, and I know that you know I’m right. And you are left perfectly safe right with me, so go ahead and let right go to the possibilities. Because if you are left opening up to the possibilities, doesn’t that just feel so right deep down? Of course it does.” And so it went as I continued to answer for him, convincing him further and further of the potential of hypnosis.
This time, though, I wanted him to feel the power of hypnosis. Then why are you naked in this bedroom with me?
A flash of awareness spread across his face, and his face began to look increasingly panicked. “Why can’t I move?”
Because I also suggested that everything but your mouth and eyes would be frozen in place. But don’t worry… you have allowed this to happen because you want this to happen. Deep down, you have wanted to let go to a simpler life.
As he submitted, I allowed him to relax on the bed and began to have him stroke himself for Me. Every stroke, of course, would help him further let go of all thoughts and all intelligence, until only a simple musclehead remained. As he found himself less able to think, he no longer questioned everything – which meant the suggestions I told him were now true, indeed had become true for him.
“Of course hypno is real Coach! Don’t I always go under for you? Fuck, you’ve helped me get so huge!”
Pleased with his instant progress, I decided it was time let it all sink in..
I would be taking advantage of both his body and his obedience, tempered with hypnotic amnesia, later on. For now, I was just going to enjoy waking up to a little bit of eye candy. Hey JD, you’re looking good. Let’s see My good boy flex for his Coach.
“Yes, Sir!”
Sully and Keaton were jealous of a couple of guys across the hall, Dash and Orion. They were never shy about being seen going to the showers or anything like that. Sure, it seemed like they only got into college based on sports scholarships because it certainly wasn’t academics, but their carefree attitudes appealed to Sully and Keaton, who were both on the nerdier side and always felt like they were trying so hard to fit in – during the few times their harsh academic schedules allowed a break.
What they didn’t know was that their beach-loving buddies were only so carefree because they had each gone through My fitdimwit training program, dumbing down as they stroked for Coach, before being paired together. Both had made excellent subjects and soon they would often stroke each other into trance for more of Coach’s hypnosis to dumb down.
It’s the first step in learning to let right go of what others think, instead left so carefree and left so simple. And I know I am right that this is what you both have been left wanting deep down, because I see those dicks have already been left standing up. So go ahead, boys, and stroke for Coach.
Soon I was instructing the young men on how they two would now be dumb jocks. What I didn’t expect was how instructing the boys to think with their dicks would make Keaton crave dick so much – for his inner jock loving to sexually submit.
Each stroke reinforced that it was best to just think with their dicks. After all, thinking is hard. Their dicks are hard. Why not just think with their dicks? Fuck it felt so good. And though Sully had never been much for sports before, he soon found himself becoming one of the star athletes on the team.
As for Keaton’s place? He soon found it, down on his knees. To think with his dick meant to crave dick more than anything else, and he knew that leaving his teammates satisfied would give him more pleasure than anything else. He jerked and sucked off his teammates until they are all ready to explode at the same time.
As their climaxes approached, he sat down and awaited for their cum – his mouth open ready to swallow as much of it as he could. All of them were dumb jocks, but Keaton also had become a total cum pig, loving to serve all his fellow fitdimwits.
I loved when fresh meat stumbled across my recruitment program….
As soon as I said that trigger though, he was out – and my programming began. As usual, I had him start by showing me his goods – how muscled he was, and how big or not he was. I wasn’t disappointed.
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Is that so? Perhaps you should try slipping out of some of those clothes. I bet you’ll find that you relax a bit deeper as you undress.
“Yeah right, Coach, like I’m going to start feeling sleepy just because I’ve unzipped my fleece and am starting to … slip… down… ”
Yes, exactly… slip down. And now that you know the power of my hypnosis, you can so easily accept what I’m going to tell you next…
Welcome back.
“Bro! That felt fuckin’ incredible. Me no doubts you ever ag’n.”
You enjoy being a FitDimwit jock?
“Course Coach… so good not think. Just muscle, fun, pleasure.
Me want give you pleasure too.”
As you enjoy that bath together, my past hypnosis sessions hit you.
The suggestions of the bath salts… the candles…. all the scents acting as aphrodisiacs.
Each of you becoming so horny for each other’s cocks in this tranced state.
And by the time you’ve tasted each other’s cum in both holes, you’ll be bonded for life…
…teammates forever on AND off the field.
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“You really think ya can get me to quit Coach?”
It’s not my specialty jock, but I have some ideas such as giving you a new oral fixation. Perhaps suckers.
“I dunno Coach, won’t my teeth rot?”
Why don’t you just relax for me and we’ll explore what your subconscious desires as a substitute.
“Damn Coach, I don’t feel like a cig at all. I still kinda wanna put somethin’ in my mouth though. Can’t put my finger on it but damn I just need to suck on somethin’ good.”
Perhaps my cock can satisfy your craving.
“Mmmm, was thinkin’ that Coach but didn’t feel my place to ask… yes Sir!”
Good jock, now come smoke my pole.