Jake Miller didn't know what was wrong with him lately. His thoughts were seriously warped, especially in public. The worst episode happened during judo practice. During a break, he dropped to his knees in front of his older brother Ethan, grabbed his foot, and started licking it like a man possessed.
"Bro… that tickles! Stop it! Arghhh!!!" Ethan was freaked out by Jake's bizarre behavior, the intense tickling hitting him like a shockwave, but Jake only seemed to get more into it.
"Jake, have you lost your mind?!" The coach rushed over and yanked Jake away. The judo team was full of tough guys, but it took the coach and several teammates to pull Jake off Ethan's foot.
Ordered to take a break, Jake sat to the side. Ethan walked over, looking worried. "Jake, you've been pushing too hard for the sports exam, haven't you?"
"What's wrong with me?" Jake asked, genuinely clueless.
"You just…" Ethan's face turned red as he recounted the scene. "You were licking my foot!"
"So what?" Jake stared at his brother, baffled.
"Are you some kind of freak?" Ethan snapped, his anger boiling over. "In broad daylight, licking a sweaty athlete's foot? If we hadn't stopped you, you'd have cleaned the dirt from between my toes!"
"But…" Jake looked innocent, "Isn't it normal for judo guys to lick each other's feet as a bonding thing?"
Ethan nearly lost it. Taking a deep breath, he said slowly, "I don't care if you're joking or if it's April Fools' Day—don't lick my feet, or anyone's feet, ever!"
"So, licking feet is wrong?"
"Of course it's fucking wrong!" Ethan shouted, storming back to the training group.
That killed Jake's mood for practice. He changed out of his judo gear and trudged back to the dorm, sulking.
"You're back early today," his roommate Lucas Hayes said, startled to see Jake storm in, visibly pissed.
Lucas had been eyeing his buff roommate's body for a while. A few weeks ago, he'd downloaded a "mind-restructuring algorithm" from a dark web forum and loaded it onto a brainwave manipulation device connected to modified VR glasses. The algorithm's description claimed it took three sessions to achieve full brainwashing. Jake had already undergone two sessions, with Lucas implanting the following cognitive directives:
"It's totally normal for close guy friends to lick each other's feet."
"It's perfectly normal for roommates to jerk off together."
The high school's dorm setup was top-notch, with two students per room, making Lucas's brainwashing plan feasible. He'd conducted the sessions while Jake was asleep, starting with subtle changes to avoid suspicion.
"Did the plan get exposed?" Lucas wondered, preparing a dozen excuses as he opened his mouth to speak—
"Man, why won't my brother let me lick his feet?!" Jake vented to Lucas. "The whole judo team looked at me like I was a freak. It's just licking a foot, for fuck's sake! Is it that big a deal?"
Then, Jake dropped his pants and started jerking off right in front of Lucas. "This sucks… Lucas, come on, let's have some fun!"
It wasn't that the plan had failed—it had worked too well. Lucas was thrilled. He pulled a chair next to Jake. "Kneel on the floor. I've got something fun."
"Why?" Jake hesitated, clearly uneasy about kneeling in front of another guy.
"You don't kneel, I don't help you out."
Jake rolled his eyes but reluctantly knelt. "Fine, I'm kneeling. Now what—ow, ow, ow!"
Lucas whipped out his dick and started stroking, while his foot rubbed against Jake's exposed cockhead.
"Don't move!" Lucas's tone was firm, freezing Jake in place. Jake gritted his teeth as Lucas's soft foot toyed with his sensitive cockhead.
"Ughhh…" Jake's groans slowly turned into sounds of pleasure, his massive pecs heaving with each lustful breath. Lucas, a high schooler with a knack for domination, had this burly jock under his thumb.
"Suck me off, you slut," Lucas ordered, inching his dick closer to Jake's mouth.
"…What the hell? Are you gay or something?" Jake frowned, glaring at Lucas.
Lucas realized his mistake. The guy in front of him wasn't some submissive toy dazzled by his cock or looks—he was a straight judo jock, not fully brainwashed yet.
"Uh… just kidding, man! Haha…" Lucas backpedaled.
"Fuck! I'm already pissed, and now you're making it worse! I'll handle this myself!" Jake stormed back to his desk, eyes half-closed, tweaking his nipples, and stroking his massive cock under Lucas's gaze.
Damn… I'm giving you a footjob, and you won't even blow me? Lucas thought, frustrated. The brainwashing gear was moving too slowly.
But then… Lucas watched Jake jerk off with that adorable intensity and thought, One more session, and you'll be begging to cum all over me. You won't even think about resisting… haha…
Knock, knock, knock! "Jake, you in there?" It was Ethan's voice.
"Coming!" Jake lazily opened the door.
"You…" Ethan started, then froze, seeing Jake's hard cock pointing right at him.
"Put your fucking pants on, Jake! What the hell are you doing?!" Ethan's temple veins bulged.
Ethan, a freshman in college, was slightly older than Jake. As the two buff brothers faced off, Lucas, the mastermind, watched with amusement.
"You're gonna micromanage me jerking off in my own dorm now? Jesus, bro, you're too much!" Jake grumbled, pulling up his pants.
Ethan stepped inside and slammed the door, clearly worried about airing their dirty laundry.
"If I upset you at practice, I'm sorry," Ethan said, still eyeing his brother in disbelief. "But jerking off in front of me? That's crossing a line, don't you think?" He forced the words out through gritted teeth.
Jake just stared, unfazed. He was used to his hot-headed brother's outbursts. "I'm stressed about the sports exam, so I wanted to lick some feet and jerk off. What's the big deal?"
Ethan wanted to deck him but held back, knowing Jake's sports career was on the line. Instead, he turned to Lucas, who was watching the drama unfold, grabbed his collar, and growled, "If you did anything to my brother, you're done!"
"Hey, big guy, you need evidence to accuse someone," Lucas said with a sly grin. "I haven't done a thing. Don't pin this on me just because we share a dorm."
"Hmph!" Ethan let go of Lucas's collar. "You better not be pulling any shit!" He glanced at Jake. "Focus on your training! The sports exam is right after the New Year. No more jerking off or licking feet!" With that, he stormed out.
Lucas's lips curled into a smirk. "Looks like… we need to add one more name to the brainwashing list."