[lovebubblebuttmen]

[jocknotized]

Once again JOCKBOY ALEX awoke from TRANCE…. wearing his JOCKSTRAP, hat turned back like the BIG DUMB JOCKBOY he had becum…. unable to remember anything except in intense LOVE and DESIRE to PLEASE his Master-Coach and his TEAM mates…

[rbbrpigmen]

“Don’t be alarmed. I just thought your boyfriend could do with some improvements. I did warn you not to cross me, and that I had ways of dealing with people who tried to trick me. I simply paid a visit to your flat this morning, had a couple of my pigs kidnap him and brought him back here for, shall we say, some improvements. His mind has been simplified to focus on more important matters now, it was quite a thrill to see all that intelligence and education evaporate. I’m afraid this is all irreversible too. He’s now just a dumb obedient pig. We’ve loosened him up, made his hole nice and sloppy and hungry to enforce his programming too. I thought you’d like to see him, or should I refer to his new name ‘cunthole’, one last time before his new owner picks him up. That is… unless you’d like to join him?”

[rbbrpigmen]

The two guys arrived at the AirBnB looking confused. “Surely there’s been a double booking?” said Russ, who’d booked it while he was in town for a business conference. “Looks like it, but everywhere else was booked up and this was the last option” replied Dom, who’d also arrived in town for work, and had to find somewhere as his preferred accommodation wouldn’t be ready for another day or so.

“I’ll call the owner, and see what’s happened” said Russ, as he fired up his phone on loudspeaker so the pair of them could talk to the agent. As both of them identified that the agent had indeed double booked them, he was full of apologies, “I’m terribly sorry, my mistake. How about I don’t charge either of you and you can share the apartment? I’ll send over an apology package too - how’s about that?”

Both Russ and Dom agreed that the place was big enough for just the night, and they couldn’t turn down the offer seeing as there was nowhere else to go. Half an hour later, a delivery man arrived with a large heavy box, laden with snacks and some of the local wine. As the two men took the contents out of the box, there were two further packages, each with their names on. Russ opened one, and saw that it had some kinky rubber gear in it. “I don’t know what’s going on here, it seems like the owner thinks we’re a pair of perverts or something.” Dom agreed, “Yeah, gross. Oh well, let’s just have some of this wine - I’ve never heard of it, but it’s free.”

As the night wore on and the two men finished a bottle each, they started to feel woozy and suggestive. “Hah, maybe we should check out this rubber shit, see what the fuss is about” said Dom. Russ started grinning, too woozy to complain, he agreed that it might be a laugh. As each man went off to slip into the gear that was curiously tight but surprisingly easy to pull on thanks to the NanoLube that came with it, each of them started to feel aroused.

As their bodies adjusted to the gear, Russ and Dom started to feel different as the gear constricted to their bodies. Now unashamed, each of them started to admire each other’s rubbered form. “We might as well go the whole hog and try these hood things, and take some pics” said Russ. The slight kinks in the hoods started to smooth out and each of the men felt increasingly horny. “Wow, we look like proper perverts!” laughed Dom, as they posed. Their fun grew increasingly heated, and the two of them posed pretending to put each other’s cocks in their mouths. As Dom kneeled by Russ’s cock, he leaned in and posed with the end of the cock touching his tongue, and almost instantly felt a twinge and suddenly slipped it into his mouth. “Hey! What’s going on!” screamed a startled Russ, as Dom ignored his protest and began working Russ’ cock. Just then, Dom’s eyes rolled back in his head as the Nanolube started its work. Pushing Dom off in anger, yet with his cock now hard, Russ asked him what the fuck he was up to. “I am servicing my brother” said a now, flat-voiced Dom, with his mouth lubed and now hungry.

Russ pulled back horrified, as Dom rose up to his feet in a more robotic fashion. “GET AWAY FROM ME!” scream Russ, as Dom now started to move mechanically towards him. Dom replied “Brother, I am here to complete you” and soon grabbed hold of Russ and forcefully pulled him into a snog. “NO! No…mmmfff… ah oh…” Russ was soon under the same spell Dom was and the pair of them were kissing, as the Nanolube from the sheath started to work on Russ too.

Now both men were hot for each other, responding to an urge neither had ever experienced. Dom ordered Russ to turn around and place himself on the bed, with Russ questioning “Wh-what’s happening to me… what is… brother?” and as he bent over, the ass of the suit opened up inviting the newly overwritten Dom, “We… must complete… our change… brother” and drove his hard cock into Russ’ hole, pumping the virgin hole full of newly nano-ed up cum. As Dom flooded Russ’ hole, Russ’ eyes rolled back into his head and he too was under the suit’s spell. Thanking Dom, he turned around and monotonously replied “Thank you, my brother… It is time for you too to complete unit upgrade.”

After both men had cum in each other several times, the phone rang. It was the AirBNB owner. Both men stared at the screen now in awe of the agent, who was smiling on the other end. “Well I think I got the measure of you two, Russ and Dom. Or should it be R1361 and D1572 now? Bye bye uptight straight boys. Welcome drone brothers. I shall be along shortly to complete your recruitment and take you into my service.” The two new brother drones busily lost in each other’s ecstasy and with renewed lust for their new owner complied, and continued to upgrade each other awaiting his arrival.

[rbbrpigmen]

The experimental FaceApp that Simon was using had some strange side effects. Having toyed around with the extreme settings, it started to have a mind of its own, and soon Simon was unrecognisable. Fighting against the changes, Simon knew that he’d be doomed if he pressed ‘save changes’ and yet the screen offered no other options and yet his will to switch the phone off or discard it was ebbing away as the new look started to control him further. As his will decreased, inwardly Simon looked on in horror as his finger pressed the button, and a blinding flash sent him dizzy. A while or so later SD0145 rose from the bed and completed its transformation, registering its co-ordinates and awaited further instruction.

[goodboyobeys]

You can't stop it. You won't stop it. You don't want to stop it.

You enjoy it. Falling to your knees as i say those pleasurable words that make you submit so easily. Your muscles just giving up so fast. Immediately submitting to my words and commands. Obeying me automatically.

Your dick filling up with pleasure the more you hear my powerful words, making it bigger, harder - feeling so good. Just let go. Give up to my will. No resistance anymore.

One by one, limb by limb. My control spreading through your chiseled body, making it numb. Freezing your body and mind in pleasurable position for me to enjoy.

Darkness suddenly filling up your vision, making you dizzy but so happy. So happy to let go, let me take control of you. Finally resting again.

Ready to serve.

[goodboyobeys]

I was very disappointed when my good boy told me, that he is going on a vacation with his family.

After his intensive conditioning to submit to my words and my will, this could easily disrupt my plans with him. As of few last sessions, his mind finally broke and he was just absorbing every little word of my control.

I couldn’t risk all this progress to go away because of some silly vacation, so i made a simple conditioning file for him to play whenever he can. It contained his deeply rooted trigger : Mind Down, Dick Up. 

This trigger, as it already says - makes his dick go immediately hard, in exchange of his mind going down, into deep pleasurable sleep where he can continue his conditioning without me.

Few days went by, and i didn’t get any feedback from him. This made me skeptical, what if he broke free somehow ?

I decided to send one of my other good boys that are completely brainwashed and can’t break free of my control, to check on him on his vacation

.And there he was. Mindlessly laying there, exposed to the world. Not a care in the world if anyone sees his huge bulge, just listening to his file and obeying his conditioning.

After few days of watching him, i found out that he is just a mindless and hard slate all day. Just going from one place to another, laying down and turning on his file to sink back deep into trance.

Letting his Mind go down and his Dick go up. He is mine forever.

[goodboyobeys]

Good boy.

He was just a student, out of life, burned out. With no other purpose then study and repeat. But that changed when he met me.

It is quite rare to find a new good boy randomly on some hypnoshow in a bar, but there he was. Waiting to go deep, to submit.

He and some other people came to stage and started to slowly go deep and do these ridiculous things that usually make hypnosis hilarious. But when everything ended, I couldn't let this good boy go.

After the show, he was ready to come home when suddenly he started to feel dizzy, floaty, but very good. It was making him hard, but he was too focused on resisting this wonderful feeling of trance.

It wasn't long and he was wrapped in the fuzzy blanket of trance and started to walk to the backstage area where I was waiting for him.

He is a good boy. He must obey. He must submit. He can't resist. He must show off. He can't stop it.

I was trancing him daily, making his mind submit completely. He needed the conditioning to be the good boy that he is now.

At first he was resisting, now as soon as he sees a notification from me his eyes glaze over, dick gets hard, relaxation numbs his whole body, he strips and my words take over.

[hammonia-man]

[doitbro]

I tried to resist putting my knees to the ground. It wasn’t easy, but I still had the ability to fight against him. He didn’t have me yet, not until my knees…”Uhh, fuck,” I felt my body slump. The flashes on the screen he was holding made me feel dizzy and lightheaded. I had to rest my head against the post just to focus.

“Good Boy,” His voice filled my head, “keep looking at the pretty lights.”

I blinked heavily, my eyes longed to stay closed but I managed to open them again. Unfortunately this just made the flashing lights seem even brighter and more mesmerizing than before. I took a deep breath in at his prompt, and felt like my defenses were falling when I exhaled.

“That’s right,” He chuckled, “don’t resist. Safely take a deep breath in, exhale all your worries and doubts out. Breath in your weakness and obedience, exhale your power and control.”

I shivered with fear as the smell of defeat seemed to enter into my nose. I felt his suggestions sweeping away my remaining ability to fight. It felt so good to have his power flowing through me that I didn’t even care that I had started to drool. I nodded in agreement to the fancy looking lights. “It’s true,” I felt a shiver running down my spine hearing my own voice acknowledging it.

“It is true,” His reassurance caused me to moan, “and it feels so good. You can feel the pleasure in your mouth: tingling across your lips and covering your tongue. You can feel the pleasure in your chest, making your nipples pulse to erection. That amazing feeling pumps through your cock and balls, arousing a boner that you’re too relaxed to worry about. Your whole body feels so amazing, with every deep breath you feel more relaxed and more turned on.”

I gyrated involuntarily with the deep pleasure I was feeling, but after one deep breath every muscle except one fell limp. I licked my lips and felt immense arousal at the sensation of my tongue brushing across the sensitive skin. I pushed out my chest and allowed my nipples to pulse with every beat of my heart.

“Good Boy,” He affirmed my pleasure, “now, let’s go over everything that’s happened since your session last weekend, starting with that extremely embarrassing incident on Monday…”

[instagram-boys]

[jockedguy]

- Bro, smoke this joint bro. Its like nothin you ever had before, plus you look wicked fuckin tense lately, all up in your own grill, you feel me? Yeah… smoke up bro. Feels fuckin epic amirite? It lasts for fuckin ever, too… all smooth n calm n shit bro. Then when your at the gym with us, your Nu bros, itll feel ten times as fuckin awsum bro. Your gonna feel great, just focusin on the good things in life bro: the gym, your gear, sports. You dont wanna be smart no more huh. Its fuckin hard bro. Let it drop.

- Huhuhuh … fuck this dopes killer brah. Whats it called?

- Nu weed bro, for a Nu you.

[wickedgayblog]

[jockedguy]

- hold still bro, i gotta get a pic… i cant fuckin believe how much youve changed since i last saw you, man, what the fuck is in the water where you live?  man, i cant believe it!  wait til Jimmy and the guys see this, i mean, fuck dude, you look totally different!  what happened?

- uh … started workin out bro. 

- and what’s with the whole “bro” thing?  man, youre like a total musclehead now!  do you even still read books?

- yeah bro, i still read.

- i’m not talkin about like, mens health, man, hahaha

- well yea, bro, i’m not so different.  just got a different focus now.

- you still get high?

- oh fuck yeah man.  got a mad fat joint in my bag here.  you wanna go out to the car and smoke up?

- fuck yeah … i’m stoked, i hear great things about the weed out here.  someone back home was even sayin that its crazy.  what’s it called like, True Weed or some shit? 

- Nu Weed, bro.  cuz when you smoke it, you’ll be a Nu you.  huhuhuh.

- fuck yeah!  let’s roll!

- there’s some side effects bro.

- fuck that.  if it’s as good as you say it is, who cares?

- yeah bro, fuckin A.  let’s go.

[facebookhottiess]

[jockedguy]

all at once, everything ground to a halt.  even myself.  my body, slowly stopping, coming to rest, hands, arms, swinging to my sides.  it was as though i had encountered a strange sluggishness of space, a sort of density hanging in mid-air.  my thoughts even seemed to struggle through molasses, until everything stopped entirely.  panic bubbled through the sludge, a weird red flailing thing that lanced acid up my throat. 

who was i?

the panic continued, started getting worse, whipping up weird clouds of stirred memory like dust devils on the side of the road.  i never went to the gym!  i laid in bed, i watched TV on my laptop.  i smoked pot and drank far too much, i was miserable and irritable and hyper-self-aware.  i dressed … not like this, not well, that’s for sure, i don’t even really … remember, what i used to wear - i mean this stuff is so much more comfortable and feels so fuckin good … i couldn’t move.  i felt locked into position by my own thoughts. 

who was i?

an agony of seconds.  a miasma of thoughts, all fighting like a swarm of gnats in my brain.  then, clarity.

Nike

Bro

Obey

Hype

and everything started to calm, to resettle.  i breathed in.  Nike Bro Obey Hype.  i breathed out.  new pictures, new images, projected in my head.  Nike Bro Obey Hype.  and it was all okay.  the stoppage lifted.  i was free to continue.  i shook my head and the old thoughts, the doubts, turned to dust and vanished.  yes, i wore fitted snapbacks.  yes, i wore wristbands and bball shorts and Nikes, fuck yeah i did.

but … why

because i fuckin DO, thats why.  cuz i fuckin LIKE it.  that’s fuckin why.

[hadrians-view]

[staypumpt]

[sirjocktrainer]

He doesn’t really know why he does it. He just knows that whenever he finishes cleaning up after his workout he take a photo and sends it to his friend-the same one who made the great music that’s been helping him workout-and waits for a reply.

He always gets one but he can never rmemeber that it said…

[realundiemen]

[sirjocktrainer]

When his Owner wants to see him Flex his legs he obeys like a good Jock, no matter where he is.

[gearedrock]

[hypnogear]

Unbelievable, isn’t it? How the right gear can change a man?

I had always liked leather, had often jerked off wearing it. 

But with this jacket it feels different. I feel so powerful. Like a completely new person.

One day I found a package on my doorstep. There was no adress or name on it, just a sign saying: “Ready to be tranceformed?”

I was curious, brought the package inside and opened it. What I saw made me speechless and my cock hard: a brand new leather jacket and a pair of shiny black leather jeans.

Of course, I tried them on immediately.

And look at me now. I have been wearing the gear ever since. 

What do you say, boy? Doesn’t it suit me? 

Wanna smell it? Wanna touch it? Wanna feel it?

I will give you even more: just stare into my eyes, boy, and submit.

What I haven’t told you: in the package were some other leather clothes as well. Wanna try ‘em on? Wanna feel and look like me? Are you ready to be tranceformed, boy?

[thatkelsoguy]

[realmendonthavehair]

good boy

[goodboyobeys]

It took a couple sessions, I needed him to get so caught in the spiral that he could never come back on his own. He resisted for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist my conditioning.

The spiral caught him by surprise. It is the best form of induction for such suggestible boy like him.

He wanted to figure out what it says. It was so hard, so capturing, hard to see, hard to resist.

He needed to obey. Stand still, keep looking, stop thinking, start sinking. Breaking his already weak mind the longer he stared.

Now he is my personal statue. Just standing there, mind long gone, staring into nothingness.

Only there as decoration, and for me to play with.