His Interest Is In Training His Body For Looks. He Does As The Trainer Says In Every Session, Doing Everything

His interest is in training his body for looks. He does as the trainer says in every session, doing everything the trainer says will give him the body he wants. This position is often used once it is introduced. There are others like it; ones the trainer will make slight changes to as he provides the target with energy drinks which have more tools in them than water. The target doesn't notice when they are alone in their routine. He doesn't question as they shower together each time. He isn't deterred when they start lifting before they finish dressing. They sit there, trainer on top, quite naked. The trainer, the hook, has his ass lubed and ready as it hovers above the target's crotch. The hook motivates the target with words that arouse. The target's cock rises into the hook's lubed ass. The target's cock is covered in the tainted lube on the hook's ass cheeks and rises further into them. The hook knows how to move and directs the cock right to his hole and into his ass. The target is no longer lifting weights, but lifting the hook as an excuse to drop him and thrust his cock in. He doesn't even know he does it. His mind is almost gone and for the moment entirely subdued. He fucks the target until he cums. Then his mind returns, if only enough to stand and stumble. The hook's cock is now before his face and his mind is lost, again. He impales himself on the cock, slobbers and swallows it and is never himself again.

I covered it in spit and then played with it until it covered me in cum. Then, I’d start drooling for more and go through the whole thing all over again. I was so happy to be his; so happy when he brought me his cock to love.

I just love being on the beach. The tight or loose shorts, the freeballing, and the hard bodies are driving me crazy. The way as the guys are walking around in their semi wet shorts and their cock is bouncing back and forth, left and right is just stunning. I usually just put up my sunglasses, I sit down in a deck chair, and enjoy the view… My eyes are covered, so they don’t see me peeking, it’s a perfect programme for summer.

One day I saw something that I’ve never before: a guy in 80s style shiny shorts. They are really rare, and really soft. I always had a thing for the guys with these tight and really short shorts. The way it shows their muscled thighs. The way the sun shines on them. The way they make ones cock seem bigger. Man, I loved those times. I was drooling as this guy walked on the beach with his surf board, yet my mouth ran dry. I had to lick it, and as I did it, he might have noticed me. He stopped and turned to me with a cocky smile. He knew that I was staring at him. He knew that he was super sexy. He knew that he was irresistible to me.

He just stood there smirked and started to scratch his balls. Slowly deeply to make his dick visible. It was not only the shorts, he had quite a size. Then he started to move his thighs: lifting the left one, then the right. Maybe he is just getting ready for surfing and I was not busted… I tried to look away but as the sun glittered on his shorts my eyes were stuck on him. Then he put his hands inside his shorts grabbing his dick. He started to stroke, slowly up and down… Up and down… He was getting hard. Me too. I just couldn’t stop watching him, I was stunned and mesmerised. My eyes followed his hands inside his shorts. Then he stopped. He pulled off his hand, and started to stroke his abs, his chest, driving my sight to his face. That show was for me, that’s for sure. I looked into his eyes, and I got lost in his gaze. It was like my mind was getting emptier with each moment I stare into his eyes. I felt like he was hypnotising me with those two big eyes. My body just froze, I was unable to move or just to look away. He called me, but I couldn’t move. I was so powerless, so weak, but I had to obey him. I used my remaining power to break the eye contact and focus on his semi-hard dick through his shorts. He started to move again. Left… Right… His dick was bouncing, the sun was glittering, and my conscious mind shut down. I woke up from the deck chair, kneeled down and crawled to his feet, still focusing on his crotch. I was not myself… What if somebody sees me? What if they post a picture on Facebook of me crawling on my feet to another guy? But I didn’t care. I reached my goal. He just gently grabbed my chin, lifting my face that was stuck on his shorts back to his eyes. He came closer, so as I was looking into his eyes, my lips finally touched the godly silky shorts and his dick. I was in another universe. He moved his hips, so my lips were sliding on his cock like heaven.

“You’re mine, stalker… Mine forever! Keep worshipping your god!” he said and placed his dick into my mouth.

They don’t know if it’s a sentence they agree with or were told. We just make sure it’s the thought that motivates them.

My buddy was such a jerk, sometimes. While I was working out, I got this huge erection and hid it by going to the bathroom. He said he wanted a picture, if it was so noticeable I had to hide. I sent him the photo and he told me to take off my shirt. The next text told me to turn up the volume on my headphones—I was listening to something he’d recommended. I didn’t even have time to tell him I’d done it when another text came in from him, telling me to lost the gloves. I had barely dropped them to the floor when I was told to take off my shorts, that if I wasn’t naked I needed to get that way. I was then told to unlock the door for the man standing in front of my stall. I wanted to tell my buddy that the guy had grabbed my junk, wrapped his hand firmly around my hard-on, and was tugging me out of the stall but the next message said to let him do it. When we left the bathroom, a voice told me to drop the phone. Then, I did everything by audio command. I squatted on cock until it erupted all over my ass. I did push ups over cock, nose to the groin until this one erupted all over my face. I liked that one, even licked up the white juices that hadn’t been squirted so far back in my throat that I’d already swallowed them. Then, bench pressing a man until his cock erupted in my mouth, too. While I was licking up that cum, someone lifted my legs and started pounding my ass. I was excited to have the cock in me. Before I was done licking the cum off my face, another cock appeared, hands grabbed my head and I was getting plowed from both ends. Long, vigorous, deep thrusts of hard dick flesh in my holes. When they were done, there were always more. Eventually, I slept, but the cock never stopped.