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Indeed, jock. Wear it forwards and it just helps to bring on the fun-loving jock side, not too dumbed down but knowing to appreciate the simpler things in life like muscles on himself, and on others.
“Awesome Coach, I’ll put it on now.”
Good jock. How do you feel?
“Whoa Coach… like…. a bit fuzzy? But it feels good.”
Good jock. Probably best to just enjoy it. It’s not that you can’t think, but that hat puts a cap on your brain that it’s easier to just not think when it’s on. It’s easier to just be that man of action – a man who would rather do than think.
“Fuck yeah Coach. Speakin’ of action, it’s making me feel really horny too.”
Good jock. Focus on that. Focus on how good it feels to be so simple and so very horny.
“Yes Coach. It’s making me hard.”
Soon, Reid was devoting much of his time in college to building up a body that he knew would please Coach. A former geek, he had truly embraced the life of a jock, becoming one of my most skilled players and becoming quite popular around campus. It didn’t hurt that his physical transformation became an impressive feat that he loved to show off, often going shirtless around campus.
“Nah, Coach. I’m just focused on muscle right now. And I know women can have muscles too but it’s just not the same, you know? The more I look at other guys for muscle inspiration, the more I’m starting to question how much I want it only as inspiration. Do you know what I mean?”
Absolutely, jock. It’s not hard for that lust for muscle to turn into lust for muscled men.
“Exactly Coach.” And as the jock watches My smile, it begins to dawn on him. “Wait a minute Coach, did you make Me gay?”
Now go ahead and stretch as much as you need to as you allow any remaining tension to simply be released from inside of you, as you allow it to all drain out of your body.
Of course you are, jock. There’s no way I’ve already transformed you into a a dumb jock.
“I ain’t dumb, Coach!”
And there’s no way you’ll begin taking off your clothes as you chat with Me.
“Why would I do that Coach? Oh my jacket? That’s just cuz it’s hot in here Coach. Still kinda warm in this joint. Dude, do you have your heat on in September? Maybe I should strip down more. You don’t mind, do ya, Coach?”
“Fuck, Coach, you’re talking so fast I don’t understand whatchya are sayin’. Was it important Coach? Cuz this boner is startin’ to feel really important. Like I need to take care of it.
The words are not left important as you focus right on that pleasure, left unable to resist as you begin to stroke right along until you are left needing to sit down and relax right for me. That’s it, jock, just nice and slow right along that dick until you are left getting so sleepy.