Cole Blue has gained a reputation as one of our team’s star players. He’s also one of our most experienced club members; he’s trained with the best of the best here at the facilities. So, when it was suggested that I take him under my wing, I genuinely wondered why I, Coach Navarro, hadn’t been asked sooner.
Before taking him in I did my standard evaluation. He revealed to me that he had had some trouble focusing as of late; he claimed he’d been pushed to his physical limit and there wasn’t much left for him to learn when it came to the field. Now this gave me an idea—if Cole felt that his physical limits had peaked, then perhaps we could start training his mental state.
I pulled into my home to see Cole standing on my porch. He had a big grin on his face, like he had somehow known that just the idea of him almost sent me into a climax earlier. Once we were settled inside, though, that smile was tampered by a sort of nervousness when I told him the full details of this session. I would employ a type of gentle hypnosis—but assured him that I would be taking good care of him and there was nothing to worry about. His hesitance faded as soon as he laid back on the couch.
He took to my words instantaneously, like he needed them. He sunk into my hypnosis and revealed what was on his subconscious mind; his hands rubbed under his shorts with his eyes closed. I found my own hands also going towards my groin, as if his hypnosis was my own…
