Professor Stone was pleased as he stepped out onto the frat ..

Professor Stone was pleased as he stepped out onto the frat house back terrace and faced the two dozen naked frat boys and pledges desperately trying to jerk their throbbing cocks. Their tight bodies glistened with sweat from the august sun while their muscles were flexing and pumping from jerking off. Bryce came up to Stone with his arms draped over the shoulders of two naked members of the wrestling team. The jocks were barely 5’6 with hard shredded bodies. Their cocks were rock hard, standing straight from their neatly trimmed pubes. Both jocks look up at the Professor and instantly recognize Stone as their master. A look of blissful lust and devotion filled their handsome, boyish faces. Stone merely smiled and gripped both boys’ throbbing cocks in his hands. They closed their eyes and let out a low moan as he stroked them. “You did well,” Stone praised Bryce for bringing him the two wrestlers. “Thank you, master,” Bryce replied. He was so proud. Bryce’s cock jerked at the complement. He then stepped back, his hands trailing down the boys’ muscle layered backs. Wearing his protective sunglasses and earplugs, Stone let go of their cocks and undid his suit pants. The wrestlers’ eyes widened as Stone pulled out his own hard cock. He smirked and placed a hand on both mind fucked pledge’s heads, running his hands through their soft hair. He then lightly pressed down, guiding them down onto their knees. It was their first cock in either of their straight virgin mouths. They hungrily worship it. It will soon be the most important thing in their lives. They gagged when they try to take the thick cook into their mouths, yet they continue to take as much as they could. Even in their current states, the boys were naturally competitive. They didn’t want to fail their new “coach” nor willing to let the other to get more of the cock into their tight throats then the other. Stone loved the sound of straight boys gagging on their first cocks. All through the pool area and patio subliminal messages from the television and the blaring music continued to bombarded the jocks’ helpless minds. The visors and earplugs protected Stone and Wilbur from the effects of the subliminal messages. The music vibrated through the frat brothers and pledges muscular bodies, through their bones, rewriting their minds and personalities. “Resistance is futile. Submissiveness is pleasure. Your body is for other men's pleasure. Jocks must obey, jocks must serve. Only men can truly appreciate your hard work, your hard muscle.” Over and over pounding them mentally. Their cocks were so hard. They ripped off their clothes, exploring their muscles. Needing the feel of men's hands, strong hands on their bodies, on their cocks, and tight virgin asses. Stone looked across the crowded patio and his eyes met Wilbur’s. The skinny nerd was pounding in and out of the taller, more muscular Clayton. Clayton was laying on his back and holding his legs tightly against his chest. His head was thrown back in ecstasy while Wilbur slammed in and out of him. The conservative stud was moaning and like a slutty whore as he degraded himself on the skinny nerd’s cock. His expensive stylish preppy clothes were in rags, but the once arrogant stud didn’t care. His moans were loud, begging the nerd to fuck him harder and deeper. Stone and Wilbur eyes met. Wilbur thrust harder and into Clayton and came, filling the once straight stud. Clayton cried out. Upon feeling his new master’s seed filling him, he came hard. His cum shot toward him, landing on his perfect face. Wilbur made sure Clayton’s phone got his masculine face covered and dripping with cum. The nerd didn’t took his eyes off Dr. Stone even as he came. Stone pulled the two wrestlers off his cock and aimed it at their innocent faces. They were so blissful as their faces were also covered in thick globs of semen. The two masters continued to smiled at each other.