Himbos may be braindead sluts without education, trades or experience, but don’t ever think these bootilicious sluts will be out of work. Their donks got all the education they need.
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Coach got his whole team of jocks at the farm and things got a little out of control. Which is just how coach likes it. Coach is so proud of all his jocked boys. To think, most of them used to be skinny little closeted losers. They’re so lucky to have found the program.
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I pride myself on how easily I can get “straight” guys interested in my hot tight body. One minute, it’s all, “I’m not into that fruity shit!”, the next they’re eating out my fuckshoot like it’s their last meal.
A good boi would follow this link
A key part of my role as a good boi is to slowly open up the Overton window of sexual possibility for married men, closeted men, men who have never really considered the alternative options. I’m friendly, I’m accommodating, I’m service-oriented but I’m no faggot. I’m not thrusting him into some pressurized situation where he has to be the dom (though if he wants that, that’s also fine). And I take things slow. I take things at his pace, I should say. A drip, drip, drip of greater male-intimacy over days, weeks, even months. All to break the dam in his mind that’s so far prevented him from experiencing the full spectrum of his sexual desire.
And his wife never needs to know.
A good boi would follow this link
When you visit the specialty men’s underwear store out of prolonged curiosity, and my good boi ass starts working my magic. A kiss and a fondle is enough. You’re sold. That is, ten jocks and a paid Railr account. Good bois aren’t necessarily saints; I need to make a living too.
A good boi would follow this link
Bullmeat on sale at a cattle show. If a Barn thinks a bull is more valuable being sold off to another Barn rather than as an earner in-house, then they’ll put him up for auction. How could this man not be a good earner, you ask? Just remember that Barns have hundreds of men just like this in their systems. From their perspective, this bull is nothing special. He may be able to bring in a quick mil for the Barn, though. Help with cashflow.
It’s milking time
“You said you wanted to touch my ass, right?”
“Yeah but… this just feels too gay, bro.”
“Of course it’s gay, but so what? Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“And are you turned on?”
“…yeah.”
“Then what’s the problem? Keep massaging it. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you fuck me.”
“Holy shit!”
“Haha. You closeted boys, I swear.”
It’ll be our little secret
“Nah dude, this is how you make out with a chick.”
“Fuuu.”
Bros help bros get good at the important shit.
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Your weren’t sure about getting a handy from a guy, but your bud was very persuasive. Now, he’s been giving you a daily job and you can’t imagine doing it yourself. Wonder what else you could do together…
It’ll be our little secret
Your gay bro was telling you about his hook-up last night and you were playing along like a good bud.
“And then I fucking busted, dude. All over his cute face. He couldn’t believe how much splooge there was. It was funny.”
“Like this?”
You pretended to get cummed on.
“Exactly.”
“Haha, that’s awesome. I wish chicks would let you do that to them. They’re too worried about messing up their make-up.”
“You should hang with me and my fuck bros, bro. We’re non-stop busting on each other.”
“Eh… okay.”
There it was. You’d been waiting for him to give you an opening for months now. He assumed you weren’t into guys. Probably cause you were hella closeted and never dared express any interest in men. Little did he know that you’d been using his sex stories for your spank bank ever since you met the guy. And now, looks like you were gonna be part of it. Dream come true.
It’ll be our little secret
You and your best bud, exploring your sexuality together. You know it’s a bit, like, wrong and sus and weird, and you’re definitely not gonna tell anyone about it!, but you’re both just drawn to the other. Things always get a bit out of control, but so long as you don’t truly lose yourselves, it’ll be alright. You’ll return to normal society unchanged. It’ll be alright.
Right?
It’ll be our little secret
Wrestlers and bodybuilders are one step away from being porn stars. They have the pornstar state of mind at least; aesthetic, victory, sensation, physicality, strength. All this and more occupies the minds of these men. Is it so hard to imagine these wrestling greats taking the next logical step and fucking? Not for me.
Artist: AverageNeighbor
Lose yourself to the pornstar state of mind
He’s been listening to his hypno files for months now. Coach got him onto them. Said it would make him bigger, hotter, manlier. Now he knows exactly what to do. Lift, eat, sleep, repeat. Lift, eat, sleep, repeat. And if he’s an obedient jockboi, he might get to cum as well.
Artist: Artisticjinsky
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You’ve taken to smelling all the jocks lying around the locker room. That’s totally normal, right? And you jack your solid boner while you do. That’s normal too, right? And you imagine Brad and Donny and Tyler making out and sucking dick when you bust a nut. Which is also normal. You know it’s all No Homo cause… well, cause it has to be. What’s the alternative? Homo?
Brah, come on.
It’ll be our little secret
How you’ve taken to greeting your gay buddy every time he comes round. Even the thought of it makes you tent. He says that’s totally normal, that all the other bros he makes out with get hard too, so you don’t worry too much about it. Also fucking him just feels cool, you know? He says that’s normal too. All bros are natural tops. You fucking love the sound of that.
Bone up on bros here.
When the French couple who moved in next door takes you under their wing and tries to bring you out of the closet. You swear you’re not in the closet, they keep proving otherwise. They say their gaydar’s never wrong. You’d counter their point, but you keep being the filling in their beefcake sandwich. Hard to say “No, no, I’m straight” when a man’s kissing his own cum from your lips.
It’ll be our little secret
When you and your best man were supposed to be getting dressed for your wedding but soon found yourselves naked, hard and eating each other’s faces. As you plunge into his hole, you start to question whether marrying Stacy is really what you want…
It’ll be our little secret
When you’re horsing around with bro and it inevitably leads to you spread out on your bed and him eating out your awesome dude donk. You don’t know why it keeps happening, but it must be totally fine cause, like, it does keep happening. Some of your other bros did warn you about the downsides of chilling with gay dudes. But, fuck, if this is a downside, you can’t wait to see the upside, shit.
Bone up on bros here.
When you start off that day’s goon sesh watching lesbian porn, but inevitably end up busting your load thinking about the hot gay couple at the gym who kept patting each other’s butts as they lifted some heavy metal. It makes the batter come out that much stronger. You don’t like to think about that once the dust settles and your fire’s extinguished. You go about your day and the repression continues.
It’ll be our little secret
It was somehow easier to convince yourself you were straight by hooking up with domtops. It’s not that you’re gay, you’re just a sub, and submitting to women isn’t the same. Women can’t control you the way a man can. A man’s strength and his hard throbbing dick are the tools of domination, not whatever a woman can offer.
The cope is powerful, the cope is real. You kneel before men and suck their dicks and take their abuse and surrender your ass because you’re a repressed homo and deep down you know that.
It’ll be our little secret
When you finally feel comfortable enough to let your gay gym buddy play with your ass, and this is how he responds. You know you’ve opened the floodgates, and you’re okay with that. You’ve been holding that flood back for far too long.
It’ll be our little secret
When you and your bud are this close to telling each other how you really feel, so you just let your kiss do the talking. Actions speak louder than words; men know this. Your words might say “I’m straight”, but your actions say otherwise. Especially the action in your pants. Once the dust settles in the morning, you’ll see where you both stand. For tonight, you’ll embrace and enjoy.
It’ll be our little secret
Coach gave his jocks the weekend off from their program. No gym, no chastity, no jock-files, no Team practice, no jock bonding, nothing. They had two whole days of freedom.
But what does freedom mean to a jock who has been successfully programmed? He could go to a party, or zone out to some video games, or hook up with anyone who’d have him, or just goon out to porn. But none of that comes to mind. Jockboi isn’t following the program because Coach has him in chains. He does it because he can’t imagine not doing it. Jockboi uses his two days off to go to the gym, listen to his jock-files, have intimate bonding sessions with his jock brothers, and practice his throwing.
This weekend was a test, and a test the jocks pass perfectly. If they had chosen, of their own free will, to pursue an agenda not related to their jockification, then Coach would have seen that as a personal failure. A failure he would remedy through a more intense program and harsh spankings. But he had nothing to fear. The jocks chose their jocklife. They didn’t have to think about it. So well programmed they are that as soon as jockboi woke up, he ate his Coach-approved breakfast, drank his jock juice, grabbed his bag and hit the gym. And then he was out on the pitch with his bros, cap back, passing the ball. Why the fuck would a jock wanna be anywhere else, thinks jockboi. Two whole days of freedom mean nothing in the face of his perfect conditioning.
Jockboi is a slave to the program. And in his slavery, he has found true freedom.
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One year in the program and jockboi is transformed. His friends, family, professors – they don’t recognize him. Gone is the shy, flabby boy who exceled at math and loved Star Wars. In his place is a muscled up, dumbed down jock bruh with no thoughts but lifting, fucking, sports, and bros, bros, bros.
And you owe it all to Coach. It’s like he brought you out the darkness and showed you the light. He sparked something in you, a passion and lust that you’d never known before. Coach explained this. It’s the jock mindset. Normies – betas – they live in black and white. An orgasm feels good, but that’s it. It’s here and then it’s gone. But for a jock, an orgasm is cosmic, and everything else is orgasmic. Everything from eating a cheeseburger to taking a shit, scoring a goal or wrestling a bro takes on a sexual thrill. His nerve-endings are sharp, his sensations are intense; the world is in Technicolor and it’s all because of his jock mindset.
That’s what it means to be transformed. To go from normie to jock, from beta to alpha. It’s not just that you now have a hot body and aching balls, it’s that the world shines where before it flickered. And jocks want to have an impact on that world. They want to leave a mark, to have people turn their heads to look. So jockboi sheds his tank and watches himself the way he knows other people watch him, and the way he knows other people should watch him. The jock mindset is a glorious thing.
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