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More of the archives are going to become available to all, as stories formerly just for Patrons start releasing to all with expanded Flashback Fridays. Bonus pics have been added to this one. Enjoy!
He’s your ideal fuck toy. Charming ginger muscle stud with a bright smile. That perfectly muscled body is covered from head to toe in a sweaty country-worked sheen that makes you weak in the knees.
You drive by on your way to camp, looking for fire wood for sale, and spot your fantasy ginger fuck toy working in the summer sun. He’s absolutely perfect. Surely he knows where a fella can get some firewood, you reason, as you can’t help but stop.
A quick pop on the car horn breaks his routine. He turns and smiles as he acknowledges your approach. He fucking drips with country charm – he’s a total god, with a bashful humility that makes you want to fuck him right there.
After explaining your situation (while trying to hide your obvious excitement), he explains he might be able to help you with your wood issue.
He quickly shucks himself out of his shorts with no excess modesty, explaining that he can move things along quicker in the summer heat without the restrictions of his work shorts. He’s a perfect physical specimen. You’ve jacked off to his image a thousand times before. And this hunk is right here in front of you.
You’re drinking in his perfect form as you feel your dick growing painfully hard in your khakis. And somehow you suspect he knows how badly you want him despite never breaking that gaze – he’s staring directly into your eyes as he takes care of your wood needs.
You imagine he swings his axe the way he fucks – powerfully, full force, and with precision. You need to have this fucker right now.
This story was previously available only to Patrons and has now been released to all as a Christmas gift to you from Coach!
The only issue was that they were both tops, and while they were open to the idea of an open relationship in the future, neither wanted to risk it during the pandemic.
As the holiday season approached with the vaccines still months away, they had unknowingly both approached Me about hypnosis to become a bottom, wanting it to be a surprise for the other.
I simply had them strip of inhibitions and stroke themselves into trance, filling them with pleasure that I linked to the pleasure of their holes as I molded them both into perfect bottoms.
More and more, they both grew to believe that all pleasure came from the bottom, and gradually they both felt their sexual desires shifting as they began to desire that their new boyfriend fuck them.