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Warehouse Muscle Pigs

Elton and Reggie bust their asses doing general contractor work most days, and moonlight in the evenings with general warehouse laboring. The work is physical, which is right up their ally. The two masculine hunks are all about being physical, and the confidence they exude really shows. They built impressive bodies through grueling physical labor, though from their muscular statures, you’d never guess that the men had never seen the inside of a gym.

The two thrived on pushing their bodies to the limits – the harder the physical challenge, the more they embraced the effort.


Elton and Reggie developed a bit of a competition through their years of working together. It didn’t matter what the challenge was, they would turn it into a competition. Carrying lumber, digging footers for concrete, moving 55 gallon barrels, they always turned it into a competitive workout. And their bodies showed it. Just like any colleagues who have worked with each other for years, Elton and Reggie knew each other like brothers. And like brothers, good-natured ribbing was always on display. The men rarely wore shirts and would often strike poses after developing an extreme pump.
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The Trader

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Muscle God Worship

Roman had been conditioning to be a total meathead, his muscles swelling up more and more as his mind became more and more simple. Yet, he hadn’t quite embraced flaunting his muscles… even as I had conditioned him to think less and less, he remained a bit on the shy side. I had to get him to truly give in to the muscle lust.  “I dunno what it is Coach. I just kinda feel silly posin’ and flexin’ and stuff.”

It’s alright, meathead. Let’s work on taking you deeper down. As he drifted into a deep trance, I helped Roman let go of his last remaining inhibitions.


He had been becoming a muscle god, and it was time he felt like a specimen worthy of being worshiped. His muscles were meant to be shown off, and getting to see those muscles shown off would make so many people so very happy.

It just feels so good to know that your muscles fill others with pleasure. Their pleasure becomes your pleasure. You feed off of their lust andd desire. You crave their worship more and more. And every time you see your muscles in a mirror from now on, you will know without a doubt that you are a muscle god worthy of worship.


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Simple Submission

Ridge needed some help with his new boy, Grey. The skinny jock was eager to submit to his inked-up Sir, but his tendency to overthink things kept getting in the way. Although it wasn’t a full power exchange, Grey still found light submission to Ridge difficult as he felt so self-conscious about if he was doing things the proper way.

I soon came in and helped to ease his mind enough that he began to go into trance for Me. After some initial work alongside Ridge, I requested some one-on-one time with Grey. “Sure, Coach. I trust you to take good care of my boy. But do me a favor and make sure he’s really focused on my cock when he comes back in. Seeing you trance him is makin’ me horny!” I nodded in agreement as I led Grey to a private area.


With the submissive already in a light trance, it was easy to have him strip down for Me so he could properly begin a stroke session. I then had Grey watch a spiral I pulled up on My phone, stroking to the words flashing along the spiral while My voice simultaneously began to help him let go. With every stroke, he was simply letting go more and more of the inhibitions and insecurities that had been keeping him from truly submitting.  Every stroke simply helped him to think less and less – if he didn’t need to think, he wouldn’t overthink… and if he did need to think, he could just think with his cock. I took his phone from him so he could give in to that growing lust, fully feeling it as I had him visualize serving his Sir.
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