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[bmdit-trophy-boys-again]

Ready and waiting to serve

Dumb Down, Muscle Up, Show Off

[justmesmerizingyou]

"Hey Bro, drop for me," his roommate said, out of seemingly no where.

But he couldn't help, feeling his attention focus in as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing just so easily and readily.

"Hey Bro, I said, drop for me," his roommate said again, with a little laugh and a nudge at his shoulder, which he hadn't been expecting, again closing his eyes, but this time drifting and taking a deeper breath before falling back slowly on the bed.

"That's right, Bro, just like that," his roommate said with a smirk. "Drop now, and let everything fade for a bit except your focus on my words, and how good it feels to obey them. Yes, just like that Bro. It feels so good to just relax and follow my commands and drop a bit deeper for me NOW. Good job bro, now go ahead and give a nice big flex for me."

[juicyhelmetboys]

PUPDERIX

[sirjocktrainer]

When the text comes to flex the good Jock flexes no matter what he's wearing.

[simplyhotguys]

[sirjocktrainer]

The doesn't have a choice.

The Jock must flex, must report.

Must submit.

[juliussilver25]

[bmdit-trophy-boys-again]

What you see is what you get

Dumb Down, Muscle Up, Show Off

[maxx-magnum]

[sirjocktrainer]

Outside he was a normal guy. He hung out with friends, worked, shopped, paid bills, all the normal stuff.

But the moment he stepped into the gym and slipped the headphones in he stopped being that guy.

he become his Coach's Jock.

His Coach's man.

He lived to workout, to flex, to lift, to grow bigger and bigger for his man. That was all that mattered.

He was focused on obeying his Owner and making himself bigger, stronger.

He would, needed to, obey and please his Coach.

To serve his Owner.

Until he left the gym that was all that mattered.

[yoshi1517]

"Even the DJ can fall victim to the hypnotic rhythm; he should be very careful about the music he plays…."

[yoshi1517]

"There's something not right about those gloves…"

[admirationandwonder]

[sirjocktrainer]

His mind was gone. Drifting away on his Owner’s voice it was like his body wasn’t even a part of him anymore. He knew his Owner was playing with and using his body, making it flex and pose but it wasn’t happening to him, just his body. Not that it mattered, everything he was belonged to his man.

His muscles, his mind, his soul.

[boysofreaky]

[masterisgod]

The more relax you are, the better MASTER mindfuck you.

[goon4gods]

FLEX PUMP GROW BIGGER STRONGER MORE

[hotmen-addiction]

[sirjocktrainer]

He was a good Jock.

His body was flexing.

His mind obeyed.

His body was pumped.

His mind focused.

His body was obeying.

His mind was silent.

He was a good Jock

[homeofavillain]

imagiharium

[enhancedtranced]

The screen lit up with a single message from Coach, and just like that, he was completely hooked.

He laying back on the coach, pulling his knees up tight toward his chest to engage his abs, wearing nothing but his classic tighty-whiteys. Staring down at the glowing phone, his eyes instantly glazed over as the hypno-trance locked in hard, completely freezing him in place.

Every single thought emptied out of his head, leaving his mind beautifully blank and totally receptive. With his core tight, his eyes wide, and his focus entirely glued to the screen, he sat there perfectly still—blissfully stuck under Coach's absolute control.

[jockboyaj]

Ryder learned a very important lesson today, never open a video from a unknown number. The moment he did so, a captivating spiral took over his screen. Without realizing it, his hand reached into his tight underwear and started to rub his cock. His mind was so distracted from the increasing pleasure coming from his cock that it was completely defenseless against the subliminal messages embedded in the ever spinning spiral.

[jockboyaj]

As Bryce exited the shower, he was shocked to see his personal trainer standing there. Before he could say anything, his trainer said the words Flex Time. Immediately, Bryce’s eyes closed as he fell into a deep trance and raised his arms into a double bicep flex.

[grant-spiraltf]

Oh how the mighty had fallen…

He used to be a great player, both on the field and with the ladies. He lived for the chase, and nothing could satisfy him.

But now, all he lived for was milking loads in the showers, still insatiable.

Between clients, fleeting moments of his old persona appeared. Lying on the floor, wishing he hadn’t joined the team. If only coach hadn’t gotten him addicted to his special Brotein shakes…

But by the time the next jock entered, that guy was already long gone. Instead, he was already sitting on his knees, happy to receive yet another load.

[lovelondonistheplace]

[mastergrogblog]

When he gets to Coach's house, the first thing he does automatically is to strip down to his jock.

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