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Brian was always teasing his roommate Ryder about how he would wear full body spandex in public, how he must have some sort of humiliation fetish to be riding in broad daylight wearing something like that. He told him he’d be so embarrassed to wear that outside the house. But deep down Brian was just jealous of Ryder’s confidence, and really curious to feel what it’s like to wear the shiny, skintight lycra.

How good it must feel…

Yesterday, while Ryder was away, Brian decided to sneak into his room and try on a full suit of his cycling gear. He couldn’t help but let a slight moan escape his mouth as he slid the long tights of the bibs up his legs and waist, and again when he zipped on the spandex shirt. It all felt so good, the smooth lycra fabric, the compression on his skin. He even slipped on Ryder’s rubbery riding shoes, gloves, helmet and sunglasses. Brian felt a strange, overwhelming sense of ecstasy come over him. It almost made him dizzy. He had to sit down. Brian then felt an uncontrollable urge to show Ryder that he was wearing his gear. He opened his phone and FaceTimed him. Ryder answered right away.

In this strange mental haze he was in, Brian barely noticed that Ryder was responding to his video chat from the dressing room of the sporting goods store, having just put on a new set of gear to buy. In addition to the full body spandex that matched the set Brian was in, Ryder also wore a sinister grin.

“Right on cue,” Ryder said to his roommate as Brian showed himself on the phone camera in the full body mirror. “I knew you couldn’t resist!”

“Bro, this feels soooo good,” Brian chuckled, still dazed. “I get why you wear this now.”

“That’s awesome, bro,” Ryder laughed, “I’m glad you’re enjoying it. You feel super good, huh?”

“Yeah… huhhuh…” Brian moaned, sliding his hands along his tightly-packed in spandex thighs.

“That’s good,” said Ryder, and then suddenly he snapped his fingers, loudly into the phone mic, causing Brian to drop into a trance even through FaceTime. “Sleep, Brian, sleep. This was all part of my plan. Glad you fell for it.”

The reason Ryder was buying an identical new set of cycling gear is because the one he had deliberately left out for Brian to try on has now been laced with a hypnosis-inducing chemical that was seeping into Brian’s skin, and into his brain through the helmet, making him not only submissive and suggestible, but utterly addicted to wearing that spandex cycling gear now.

“Goooood, Brian,” Ryder mused as he watched his lycra-covered roommate go mindless and blank, still holding up the phone so he could see his full set of gear on him in the mirror. “Now, Brian, what you’re gonna do for me, is wear that gear every single day now, forever. You said you’d be embarrassed to wear it in public? Yeah. You’ll still have that part of you, somewhere in there. But you won’t be able to stop wearing it, in public, every day, no matter where you go or what you’re doing, that’s your only outfit from now on. Okay?”

Brian silently nodded in aggreement with the suggestions being fed to him over the phone.

“You’ll feel the humiliation as people around you laugh and whisper and wonder why the hell you’re wearing cycling gear at the grocery store, or in the library, out on the quad, wherever… but you won’t be able to stop wearing it. You’ll accept that this is just what you wear now. This is your life. Spandex is your life now. Say that.”

“Spandex is my… life now…” Brian droned, almost drooling on himself.

“Good,” Ryder laughed. “Now, I’m gonna come home, get my extra bike out of storage, and we’re gonna go on a ride together. Get you sweaty in your new permanent outfit while showing you off to the whole campus. Sound good?”

Brian nodded, deep in trance.

“Good”, said Ryder, as he hung up the call. Brian slowly awakened from his state of hypnosis, but now found himself addicted to wearing this cycling gear. He would never take it off again, except to shit and shower, and would never wear anything other than this gear, again.

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Hot and cute 😍

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Dave caught this cocky asshole breaking curfew a few times a week. He knew he couldn't do anything about it, even though there was an official city curfew, there was no way to report the people who broke it. But this week, Dave decided to take the law into his own hands.

The boy was a runner, always out on runs later than he should be. Later than anyone else would be out. So when Dave opened the maintenance door to his building right as the runner passed by, covered his mouth with a thick damp rag and dragged his body in before slamming the door shut, there was no one around to notice.

The chloroform should have taken a few minutes but the twink was already breathing heavily. Besides, there wasnt a lot of him to knock out. Dave quickly set to work tying his hands behind his back and his legs to a step stool to keep him trapped.

If only that cocky asshole knew what he was in for when the chloroform wore off...

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Tights just feel right on cardio day. Thanks to @coachtjteam and @tjkl895 and the rest of the team for welcoming me. Won’t let you guys down. Sweaty AF today!

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