Petra was finishing last year of college, but he was beginning to have regrets about choosing to study pre-law. The idea of many more years of law school for a field he was finding increasingly partisan and tedious simply had lost its lust. He knew his father, a name partner at one of the city’s top firms, would be disappointed if he dropped out. The fear of disappointing his dad had been enough to keep him on track, but that fear disappeared when he caught his dad having an affair with his secretary. Angry over his pop’s betrayal of his mom, Petra decided it was time to let go of expectations and obligation. He had grown a bit envious of one of his friends that was having a blast as a go-go dancer after also dropping out of the university, and that friend referred the young jock to Me. I had him find a comfortable position where he could just relax to my voice.

As we worked on having him let go of any feelings of familial duty, it soon become clear how much he was loving to let go – and every piece of clothing he removed helped him to let go further as I continued to hypnotize him, his button-up shirt the first to go as his eyes continued to glaze over.

You find yourself letting go more. Simply letting go of all those inhibitions. Letting go of all that stress. Just so ready for a simple life, with a simple mind, and a simple job perfect for a body like yours.And so it continued until I awoke the sexy young stud, now a horny fitdimwit ready to show off for Me. “Yo Coach! I’m gonna book a gig down at the strip joint. Wanna see my moves?” The lad stood up and buttoned his jeans back up, only to begin undoing them again – this time sexily dancing as he did.

“Dammmmn Coach, strippin’ for you has my cock on fire!” The dumbed-down twunk rubbed his thick dick through his red underwear as he spoke to Me. “Show’s not over yet.”

With everything removed but his briefs – his socks the last to go before that – Petra then began stroking his cock for Me. He was getting into the thought of giving Coach a special private show, and I decided to take advantage as I placed him back down into trance.

Soon every stroke was taking him deeper and deeper, shifting his intelligence more and more into his dick.

Muscle is hard. Thinking is hard. Your dick is hard. Think with your dick. Make those muscles hard. Make other men hard.  No need to think about it. Your hard body makes men hard.

All of that, in turn, was making him incredibly horny… and I focused his desire onto his Coach. You only ever strip for other men, but you let Me use your body anytime I want. And you always want Me to use your body. As Petra woke up still stroking his cock, he felt more lust for Me than he had ever felt for anyone in his life. He quickly pulled down his briefs as he finally stripped away the last of his inhibitions, but the overly aroused jock kept stroking his cock as he chatted with his Coach.

“Fuck, Coach, dunno why I keep jackin’ cuz it’s my hole that needs pounding.

You gotta a bed or sling where I can put my legs up like this for ya, Coach?”