When Coach Sends Him A Message, Gregs Mind Slows To A Crawl. He Is Just A Dumb Jock Bro That Needs To

When coach sends him a message, Gregs mind slows to a crawl. He is just a dumb jock bro that needs to obey hos Coach. Greg and his tram send Coach pics of themsleves flexing everyday, and it feels good to flex for coach. Coach is his master, dumb jocks like him must obey Coach.

That buldge in his pants made you weak in the knees. It was your last chance to prove to your big brother that you were not the submissive depraved faggot he thought you were. All you had to do was kneel infront of his magnificent body and not get hard. Thats all. He stripped you naked so he could see when you lost. He started a timer on his phone but before the 10 mins was up he had your mouth gagged, hole plugged, cock caged and tied up on the bed while he heckled over the phone for a good price. You've been his best friends slave for 2 years now. You thank your brother everyday. Even when you didn't, he knew that this was what would make you happiest, and he was right. You're life is perfect, your master is perfect, and you are the perfect faggot.

Jake had a bad habit of listening to his brother John having sex with his bf Quinn. Jake would go right up to Johns bedroom door and carress his cock through his jeans. His brothers moans of pleasure as Quinn plowed his ass would always drive Jake over the edge.

Today was different tho. John and his bf started kissing as usual, but then some weird music started to play. Jake found it hard to concentrate on anything, but then Quinn began to speak and he could focus on nothing else. It felt so good to listen to Quinn. His words felt right, and each one brought so much pleasure. Jake found himself stripping down to his boxers and flexing, he felt so good doing it, and a dumb grin spread across his face.

Jake became enthralled to Quinns voice. Then, Quinn asked a question "do you want to be my slave?" Jake and John answered in unison, "yes Master." For a minute there was complete silence. Then, Jake heard footsteps comming to the door. Quinn found him there, flexing and unable to move or think for himself. Quinn just smirked, and Jake joined his brother as a mindless slave.

You ask your college friend to come and hang with you for the evening before going to a party. You have the whole place to yourself. Your friend walks in after playing an intramural hockey game. His body is sweaty from a long game. Since he’s been friends with you since high school, he doesn’t care about his appearance or behavior. He sits down on your couch and takes off his shirt and then takes off his socks. As you lay on the couch, you look up from your phone and see his smelly foot right in your face. He gives you the look as to indicate that his feet need some attention. You start immediately putting your face in his feet and massage his feet. Absolute paradise 🦶😛