itsflyinglikeadragon:

I was so excited for my room-mate to get back from his week away on holiday. It was really lonely and I was really glad I had a nerdy room-mate like myself.

“Hey bro! How’s it goin?” A burly voice bursted out into my room,

I just looked over and waited for the person to leave, clearly the dumbo had got the wrong room. The dumbo just grinned for some reason, which was a bit creepy.

Then he jumped over to me, and then pulled out a dirty jockstrap and pushed it into my face. It just smelt really bad, but wait maybe I don’t know. Then my body just refused to fight back.

Happy with whatever he was doing, he pulled it off and then pulled off my trousers, putting the jock in place, some long nike socks. Feeling the clothes on me felt really good. Next my t-shirt was replaced with a nike one.

“Bro, how you’ve been?” I responded with. I couldn’t wait for the game with my bro

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itsflyinglikeadragon:

The one good thing about my room-mate is that he is a gym freak. Literally I never see him because he’s always out till late, doing whatever he does. I don’t ever see him with friends or anything and he seems to spend at least every evening there as I’m busy with classes.

I had fell asleep listening to my iPod when he must have stumbled in. I woke up my the difference in music, this wasn’t my usual classical… it was more upbeat and more workout.

Workout. Gym. I looked up to see my room-mate grinning, happy with whatever he did. I kept listening and he peeled off his sweaty tank top and threw it over to me, then his boxers and his joggers.

In a trance I put each item on, and I think I must have looked silly but no this felt right. I felt my muscles ache and ache and ache.

Then my flatmate re-appeared with a bottle and just poured in something into my mouth.

Fuck that dream last night was intense man. Time to get up and go to the gym and… errr lift weights huhuh.

hypnobliss:

Danny had just sat down in the back room of the bar.  He felt something was wrong, the room was a little too dark and quiet.   He barely had time to get settled onto the stool, when he looked up and saw a device suspended him.

He barely had time to notice the lights on the device before he found himself being pulled up into the light. He didn’ notice it,  but his body arched upwards a little even as his eyes looked into the light. He couldn’t look away even if he wanted to.

He could feel the lights drilling into his mind. He could feel it. He could feel it opening him up, and he knew he wanted that.

“You want to be a mindless cocksucker,” he heard a voice say.  It wasn’t so much a question as a statement of fact. Or was it his voice? Now that he thought about it, it was coming from inside his head, so it had to be his voice. In fact, he wanted it to be his voice.

“So you want to be a mindless cocksucker,” his voice said.

“Yes,” he answered back.

“Your mouth is the perfect receptacle for cock.”

Yes, he could see that.

“It’s so warm and so wet.”

Warm and wet. Yes, that sounded good.

“But more than that, your mouth wants to suck cock. Your mouth needs to suck cock. Your mouth is so warm, so inviting. Your mouth is the perfect place for cock.”

Mmm, yes. So warm. So inviting. His mouth was the perfect place for cock.

“Your tongue loves cock.”

Yes, of course.

“Your tongue loves to make love to cock.”

That was obvious, too.

“You love cock.  More than anything”

That felt right.  That was undeniably true.

“You love cum. You love the feel of it. You love the taste of it. You love the taste of it in your mouth.”

Mmm yeah. There was nothing else like it. It just tasted so good.

“You love to swallow.”

Well duh. Didn’t everybody?

“You want it all.”

Of course.

“You want it all but there’s never enough. Eating cum always makes you hungry for more.”

Well yeah. That much was certainly true. There just never was enough.

“You are a mindless cocksucker.”

His mind went all swirly, as he entered the happy fog, knowing it would lead him to what he loved most.

I checked my Facebook today and saw this picture as the profile. All my usual posts were deleted and replaced with a bunch of shit about local and major sports. What the fuck is going on I’m clearly not that muscular, tanned….kinda hot….jock boy…. Wait what the fuck am I saying? Huhuh of course I’m that pumped, I’m that hot, and sports are the fuckin’ best bro!

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itsflyinglikeadragon:

“Hey little pip sqeak, check out these muscles you’ll never get huhu”

Jason was quite the bit of the typical jock bully, even if he was pretty correct in what he was saying. Sadly being on a medical degree gave me little time to actually do much, and Jason was doing “sports science” or whatever, but he never seemed to actual bother to the point where I didn’t even know if he was still enrolled in the course.

This was of course in front of his pals who seemed to join in. Sadly, I had to share facilities with them in the student halls I was put in. The university didn’t seem to want to help, and just suggested to try and “make friends” with them.

“Bros, I think we should show off to the kid and give him a boner huhu”

They all looked at each other and one of them nodded. This was strange. Yeah he never went this far, but they never looked as nervous as they did.

The closest one then jumped onto Jason and held him down. Then another pulled out a zipper or something from his pocket and stuck it onto his back.

I was slightly petrified as to what was going on. Jason was shouting and cursing, but then it stopped when the zipper was pulled open. Jason just collapsed. Not like blacked out, but his body just collapsed into a pile of… Jason on the floor.

“Dude, err sorry about that. Jason’s such a dick to you, and well to us too so err well you can have him”

“Have him? What did you do?”

“Huhu, well he’s a suit now. You can wear him”

I decided to give it a go, I put my legs in and with the help of the other jocks I got him on, and they zipped me in. God these muscles felt so real, I had to feel them.

“Woah guys, thank you so much. Seems Jason, err well I was wrong… huhu it’s hard to think in this”

“Jay, wanna hit the gym?”

“Fuck yeah, course I do”

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