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This post was originally scheduled for March 17th, thus the references in the story, but for some reason it failed to post. So apologies for the technical error, but better late than never!
Relax your body. Relax your mind. Relax your hole. Relaxed and ready to be penetrated. Penetrated by My voice as you drift deeper into trance. Penetrated by dick as you imagine becoming that total bottom. You are a total bottom. And that bottom is about to become your most prized asset, emphasis on the ass.
You feel so lucky to be becoming your true self that you have always been deep down, and you can’t wait to get lucky with a top. After all, it is St. Patrick’s Day, and it’s just so fitting to convert you today into that bottom so that you can go out tonight in your green jockstrap and enjoy finding a nice hot Irish top. And something tells me you won’t have any trouble doing that, and I know you already feel so incredibly eager to bottom for him. Show Coach just how eager you already are for that. That’s a good bottom jock!
Todays’ Flashback Friday features an Anonymous contribution. Have a talent to share? You can contact Coach about trading for existing recordings. Coach has added to the story a bit as part of adding to Flashback Fridays.
And asses! Well-muscled, bubble asses. Perfectly tanned asses. These men were each excellent specimen of both species and gender. A construct, sure, but they were well-constructed.
Zandros and Bruno find each other hot. How could they not? They have fantasy bodies that look at home in a wooded wilderness. Their masculine scents are equally at home in the fresh airy scent of the forest. Each has a musk that helps to drive the other wild. In the woods, they feel wild, ready to give in to their base instincts.
And they have perfect cocks for sucking, a fact they are know finding out. The two muscled wood goblins push aside the obvious middle earth parallels and decide to get down to business. They simply must have each other. Those cocks must be devoured.
There are no words needed as each alpha knows what he must do – just as the other animals pack hunt, groom, and mate – these two must provide sexual sustenance to their forest equal. Both men are there to commune with nature and bring the other to fulfilled ecstasy among the lesser creatures, earth, wind, and water.
They take turns ravaging each other’s bodies and cocks. All other thoughts have emptied from their mind. They are as animals now. Wild. Primal. Doing what is natural.