Mason was the star of his college wrestling team, but his recent winning streak was making him cocky. Too cocky.

Coach Ellis decided that cockiness deserved some extra conditioning. “You’re gonna stay late for some extra practice every day this week.”

“But Coach, I’m doing awesome! I probably need LESS practice than everyone else.”

“It’s because you are doing well that I want to spend some extra time with you. I think you could qualify for some national events. Maybe even for the Olympics.”

Mason begrudgingly gave into his Coach as the two went over some techniques. The overall session was pretty short – just long enough  for everyone else to shower, change and leave.

As Mason entered the locker room, Coach would play strange music over the speakers. He found himself zoning out and getting hard – and the more he stripped out of his singlet, the more blank he became. Little had Mason known that this was the real training Coach had wanted to do with the jock.

The music would end and Mason would come to awareness of his surroundings, while remaining completely unaware of what had just happened. As far as he knew, he had simply been practicing wrestling moves with his Coach. He would then put on his street clothes and head home as the suggestions secretly continued to echo in his subconscious.

One day, the athletic twink had started getting dressed when he heard Coach call from the restroom. “Mason, can you come here?”

“Good boy, your eagerness makes Me happy. Are you happy you are now my jockboy?”

“Yes Sir, Coach!”

“Good jock. But I’m not going to have you suck Me. I’m going to fuck you. Go ahead and spread those cheeks for Me, and I’ll get it nice and ready for My cock.”

Mason stripped out of his shorts, allowing Coach Ellis to rim his jockhole.
Mason’s teammates had been amazed at how his attitude had improved over the last few weeks. He had become more eager to listen to Coach’s expertise and had stopped with his sarcastic jokes. When others joked, he would chide them, “Listen to Coach. He deserves our respect.”

Mason had simply felt like he was taking wrestling more seriously, but the sight of his naked Coach made him feel completely obedient and ready to worship Coach and his cock. He needed Coach’s cock inside of him.

Coach had overheard some of the comments the other wrestlers were beginning to make about Mason being Coach’s butt buddy, but he wasn’t worried. Now that he knew how successful his program was with Mason, he could implement the training protocol on the entire team. Modifying that could come later …. for now, he would simply enjoy getting to fuck his new jockslave.