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(Uncensored at My Bsky)

"Good jockboys lift. Good jockboys grow. Good jockboys obey."

Nothing like having Coach's words looping in his empty head to motivate a brainwashed jockboy while getting his pump in.

Such a good jockboy!

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"Mind-Melter held the security guard's chin and guided him to stare into his eyes🌀

The villain's hypnotic gaze slowly drained the man's will power the longer he stared...

This guard won't be doing any thinking for a while, could do as a new brainwashed henchman~😈"

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(Part 1 here | Uncensored at My Bsky)

"The guard sat there, arms crossed behind his back as he was commanded to be.

Mind-Melter's hypno-glasses and earbuds keeping him mindless and malleable as his new Master's voice reprogrammed him for service

He'll definitely make a great brainwashed henchman now~"

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A slight smile formed on Brock’s face as he inhaled that sweet hypnotic musky scent of his Master’s pit. He couldn’t believe that just a week ago he was mad at his Master for fucking his Dad but now he understood that his Master could fuck anyone he wanted, even him. All it took was one sniff from his Master’s pit to empty Brock’s mind and turn him into an obedient good boy, just like what happened to his Dad.

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I tried to explain to him about our school's effort to combat homophobia and other form of discrimination towards sexual minorities, and how important parents involvement in teaching about this values, but the way the smoke from his cigars wafted right to my face and how both of his pits assaulted my sight and senses really caused me to struggle as I found myself easily losing focus and my mouth just simply salivating like crazy out of nowhere

"What did you say again, Mr. O'Hara? I really cannot hear your gibberish,"

"To summarize, I basically wanted to sniff and lick your pits, Sir---" I realized how ludicrous and out of line my latest sentence was as my eyes went wide, but to my surprise, he just grabbed my head and shoved it right at his left pits

"Atta boy, no resistance whatsoever. You see Mr O'Hara, I'm in need of a lending hand around here to help me out while my boys live their life enjoying their highschool glory days. So maybe a bigger, more calloused hands that definitely seen and experienced manual labor with equally strong beefy arms to help around here will suit you better, don't you think? After all, you're just a simple-minded, obedient farmhand of mine, right Oscar?"

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"So, let me recap all the instructions so your tiny brain can keep up. You'll swing by with no shower or cleanup whatsoever to that nerdy ginger Russell's dorm room for your tutoring tonight. You'll scratch your pits and asshole, give 'em a sniff, basically be a fucking disgusting musk pig right in front of that clean freak. Once you noticed him staring a bit too long, shove his face to your pits and lock him deep while chanting the words I gave to you earlier. Easy, right? Now you can relax and return to normal state,"

"Aight Coach, crystal clear. Anyone you want me to call next?"

"Get Sabin over here,"

"On it,"

Derek Sabin entered the Coach office with a weary smile on his face. Then, his Coach simply mouthed "Dumb Blonde" and he's standing as stiff as a rock

"Okay, Dumb Blonde, flex for me. Now, for your whiny girlfriend Becky that's been distracting your training focus----"

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“And ACTION!”

Blake and Brock looked at each other and was confused for a second on why their Boss was holding a camera but then their programming kicked in.

They both looked into the camera and went to speak. Blake went first. He introduced himself and stated that he was just a hole. Brock went next and introduced himself as just a pole.

They quickly stripped naked and started to feel each other up. They spent the next three hours listening to their Boss as he commanded them to fuck in various positions.

After Brock had cum for the 3rd time deep into Blake’s ass, their Boss yelled “CUT” causing them to awake from their trance. They both looked at him and thanked him for mindfucking them into his obedient pornstars before leaving his house buck ass naked.

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Spray The Brain

My neighbor’s hot son, Nick, always has that sweaty jock glow when he comes home from playing football with his friends. I watch him from my window—his bronzed skin soaked in sweat, clinging to his muscular frame. Today, I decide it’s finally time to do something about it.

In my basement lab, I’ve been working on something dangerous: a special spray. It’s filled with a brain-eating ameba I engineered myself—microscopic creatures that devour the higher functions of the brain, turning gray matter into compliant mush. But the body? The body stays perfect—obedient, functional, responsive.

I walk outside my house and call out to him, hiding the spray bottle behind my back. He turns to me, panting, curious. I blast the spray right into his face. One quick burst should be enough, I think.

He blinks in confusion. Then I see it—the change. His eyes go unfocused. His mouth slackens, tongue slipping out just a little. That vacant, dumb look settles on his face, the kind only someone with a brain turned to mush could wear. He stands there, still and empty. Mine.

"Follow me inside, Nick," I say.

"Hhh... f-follow... me... i-inside... N-Nick..." he mumbles back, struggling. He can't form words of his own anymore—not with his brain so far gone.

He obeys without hesitation, sweat still dripping from his hard pecs and sliding down the ridges of his abs. I lead him into the house and ease him into a chair.

As I look down at him, my cock gets hard. I quickly kneel between his legs, letting my tongue savor the salty taste of his abdomen. I trace my hands over his chest, nibble his nipples, and worship every drop of sweat his body has to offer.

"You taste so good, even better than I imagined," I murmur, sucking gently on one of his nipples.

"Hhhh... y-you... t-taste... sssso... good... b-better... than... I—I imaaaaagined..." he echoes in broken syllables, drool trailing down his chin.

"Yes, you do, you brainless fucker. Now let’s see what you’ve been hiding."

I pull his shorts down, revealing a thick, heavy cock—drenched in sweat and musk after hours playing football. I press my face into his balls, inhaling deeply, letting the scent flood my senses. He stiffens, and I take his shaft into my mouth.

I lick. I suck. I feast.

I spent half an hour playing with Nick's cock and balls when he started to show signs of awareness.

"Ahh... wha—wha’s... happ’nin’...?" he slurs, his eyes glazed down at me with his cock inside my mouth. "F-feels... weird... wh-what are you... d-doing?"

Shit! There’s still something left inside his head. I thought one burst would be enough to wipe his brain clean. Guess not. So I grabbed the spray and hit him with two more doses—One extra for good measure.

"C-can’t... think... brain’s... s-slippin’..." he mutters, drooling more as a lazy grin spreads across his face and his eyes roll back. He looks even dumber now—empty in the best way.

"There we go. Now you’re officially my personal musktoy," I say as I mount him and start riding his cock while he just sits there like a doll—expression blank, lips parted, tongue peeking out lazily. A beautiful, sweaty, mindless slave. No thoughts, just body.

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“FLEX TIME”

As JT listened to his roommate speak his trigger, a small smile formed on his face as he knew what was about to happen. As he felt his thoughts slow down, he quickly removed his shirt, and started to flex his arms. He was his roommate’s mindfucked toy after all and now that his mind was blank, he was ready to be played with.

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Play Thing

There he was, as always, lying on the bed with nothing but his underwear to save some skin. It always seems like if he doesn’t have a roommate, he would go full on naked every time he sleep, but I won’t complain. I like it this way.

As you can see, I have a big crush on my roommate, Clark. I mean who wouldn’t dream of being plowed by this hunk? I’ve heard his friends tease him about him having a huge dick whenever they come visit and I can see that. He’s barely hard and that bulge in his underwear seems impressive, but that’s not the reason why I’m here standing at the door. I’m not just here to stare once more and worship his body with my eyes. No, I’m going to do more than just that.

I’ve visited Uncle Timothee’s Shift Shop once more, after 10 years. I may say the shop looked much different as it tries to go along the trend and the modernization of every products being released these days. One of those new products is this box uncle gave me for free.

It may look like a normal Rubik’s cube that was forgotten to be colored, but it’s somewhat special. If I just put this on the floor, you’ll immediately see its magic work. Right after I placed it in front of my feet, it quickly turned liquid and began moving towards the bed. The black slime climbed up the bedding and right below Clark’s feet. It then, once more, moved itself until he was on top of Clark’s abs, waited for a few seconds as it gets familiar with the body below it first, then took a dive into Clark’s piss hole.

Clark’s eyes shot open and grunted as he felt something penetrate his cock. He screamed and arched his back in pain. He convulsed on the bed, throwing himself in every direction, then soon, the slime finally took over his body and he began to calm down.

“6-1-0-5-2-2” I recited. It was nothing. It was just a pass code I need to set so that whenever I want Clark to be mine again, I’ll just state these numbers.

After setting the cue, Clark stood up from the bed and faced me, showing no emotion at all. The slime now took over his body and he will only do whatever I ask him to.

“State your purpose.” I said.

Monotonously, Clark replied with a long ass dialogue, but the gist of it is that I can now make him do anything I want to, even change his body and turn him into anything I want, but we’re not up for that. I want Clark and I want him only in his own body. I can alter his mind so that whenever he’s back in control, he would act according to what I programmed him to. I might do that, but for now, let me just enjoy him.

“Smile for me”

Clark smiled in that cocky grin I jack off to.

“Answer me honestly, what do you think of me?”

In an instant Clark answered: “Clark Peterson thinks of Peter as—“

“Stop, stop, stop.” I commanded, “Talk like Clark but let’s make him sound as if he’s trying to seduce me.”

Clark’s eyes changed its shine. Now I can see fire burning in them. With that smile, he made me raise my eyebrows and touch my own hardening cock. “Well… I think of you as my bestest friend. Having me to live with you in order for me to live near my job. You cook for me… and you take care of me… and oh, how would I ever return a favor?”

I swallowed hard. I moved closer to him with heavy steps. Everything felt too real to be true but I’ve seen tons of magic from Uncle Timothee, this is not just some act pulled of by Clark, heck he even can’t act this good. I then touched his pecs and squeezed them hard as he stare at me with those seductive eyes.

“How does this make you feel?” I asked

“Nervous.” He replied.

I smiled at him, and then I finally pushed myself to kiss him on the lips. Though he won’t open his lips for me, I tried my best to put my tongue in his mouth. I kissed harder and even placed my hand behind his head. I stopped and looked at him. He was still on it with his seductive eyes, so I asked once more:

“How does that make you feel?”

“I only see you as my best friend and it felt weird when you kiss me. I might want to ignore you.”

I frowned at his reply, but what he said will never change my mind. I’m in control and he will do whatever I want. “If that’s so, replace that nervousness with arousal, building up as I kiss you and touch you everywhere.”

With that. I continued to kiss him. Second by second he began to heat up. Moaning and groaning as my tongue intertwined with his. My right hand still on his nape while my left hand resorted to touching his back, down to his ass, although he still did nothing else but stand there moaning because I didn’t ask him to touch or kiss me back. I broke the kiss and began worshiping every part of his torso. From his neck, down to his abs. I licked the sweat dripping down his chest until I reached his crotch. I pulled on his underwear and released the python hiding underneath. What his friends said was true. He really do have a huge cock, probably 10 inches hard right now. I licked my lips then dove into his package.

The room was filled with his groans. He couldn’t move, even an inch. Only his mouth and facial muscles were moving to express his arousal. As for me, I just enjoyed my most awaited prize. Bobbing my head up and down, with my hands roaming around his hairy legs. Soon I could feel his balls twitching but not a single drop of cum will come out. I stood up to meet his eyes once again. I groped his cock with my right hand and stared at him as he moaned louder.

“You’re free to move. Activate Clark’s persona.”

Right after I said that, the lust in Clark’s eye changed as he became nervous seeing me holding his shaft. His hands tried to push my hand off but I’m holding on it tight.

“Peter… This doesn’t feel-” I groped harder and he moaned louder in response, stopping him mid sentence.

“What do you mean? You love me fondling with your crotch.”

He stopped resisting me and instead just fell back down sitting on his bed. I moved my hand up and down his shaft. As I do so, I thought of more possibilities I can do with my toy inside Clark. I could make him beg for me to keep on jerking him off. I could make him thirsty for my cum. I could make him think of me as someone else and act according to that. I just smiled at him as he stared at me. His arms are brought back to hold his weight.

“Strip my shorts off.” I commanded and he immediately followed. My own cock flopped out my underwear, pointing at Clark’s chest. I took my shorts off leg after leg. When we’re both finally naked, I let go of Clark’s cock and put one of my leg above the bed, aiming his cock to my ass, readying my next command. My heart’s pounding fast as I await for my dreams to come true, being fucked by my hunky roommate.

“Fuck me like how you dominate your girl.”

He pulled me on my hips and brought me to lying on my back. He was on top of me pecking my skin like how I was stimulating him earlier. He moved up to kiss me passionately with his left hand on my nape. His right hand pinched my nipple and I moaned loud. He brought himself back down.

“I just wanna fuck you so bad.” He whispered in my ear.

“Then take me. I’m yours.”

With that, he finally placed my legs above his shoulder. He stroked his own cock first before stimulating my ass by rubbing his tip on it a couple of times. Finally, he pushed in. I groaned in pain. Slowly he pulled and pushed back in. We’re both moaning, matching every movement he does. Few seconds later, his pace went faster. Every hump was taking me to heaven. I can feel his cock grind against my ass wall. All the while, he was talking dirty in between his moans, calling me his bitch and other things I didn’t expect him to call me. His deep voice vibrating through my ears, adding more arousal to my body. He pulled me up like a rag doll, still with his cock inside my asshole. He sat on the edge of the bed with my sitting on top of him. My legs migrated to his back. He held me on my sides and he put much effort on moving me up and down like a fleshlight. I tried to help my pushing myself with my legs. A few minutes later, we was now fucking me doggy style. He made a few bites on my neck and back. This didn’t last long as we returned back to our original position.

Finally, I can sense that he’s near his climax. He’s fucking me more aggressively, and his grunts are getting heavier.

“I’m gonna…”

“Pull it out. On my chest.”

He pulled his cock out my ass and brought my hands down to jerk himself off until he finally released a huge load onto my torso. Some even went to my face. After this, he kissed me once more, taking a few cum into our mouths as we do so. He then proceeded in cleaning himself off with a tissue, leaving me soaked in his own cum.

I’m spent. I was just fucked by my roommate who had been my crush for a long time. It’s the best thing that had happened to me, and I guess there will be more to this. As I lay on the bed, more possibilities came into my head. I could do anything to him now, but I think this is all for now. Let’s leave the other exciting parts for the future. Right now, I need to make him clean this cum off with his mouth before I return him to sleep and leave everything that happened as a dream for Clark.

I might return to Uncle and thank him for the wonderful sex toy.