When was the first time you realized what you were becoming? Was it the first time you flipped your baseball cap around without thinking about it? The first time you took scissors to the sleeves of all your t-shirts and turned them into muscle shirts for the gym? Was it when you went to go get dressed one morning and you realized all you had to wear was sports gear and gym clothes?
How about the first time you drove to the gym at 1 AM, when you were the only one there, because you couldn’t get to sleep without feeling the pump in your muscles? Or when you started slamming back protein shakes before and after every meal, or when you threw out all the junk food in your pantry and replaced it with expensive supplements and protein bars?
Was it last weekend, when instead of your usual morning news shows, you realized you had a football game on in the background as you were doing your meal prep for the week? Was it this morning when you realized your gym playlist had become mostly hip hop and hard rock instead of your usual dance and pop music tracks?
Think about it. When was the first time you realized that you were becoming a jock? Or have you even realized it yet?
This is how my body and mind feels every time my Sir calls me HIS muscle Jocktoy.
-Arturo
There’s strength in number. Strength in leaning in on your musclemate to let yourself be transformed. He extends an arm. You know what to do. Get in position. You thought this morning’s workout was over. You feel drained. But He’s seen there’s a few more reps in you. He will pull them out from you, forcing you to surpass yourself. He already commanded you to take your shirt off. It’s been a long time you’ve stopped being ashamed of working out without wearing a top. In the rising heat of the morning, he’s making you sweat. The stink of his pits mixes to yours. You’re starting to pull yourself up, holding on to him. You feel so connected. You belong there, in that moment. Reaching for greatness. Fully accepting of your gift, of his virility and yours. You’re getting stronger, bigger by the day. You smell like a man. Work out like a man. Eat like a man. And are getting hard like one, too.
That too has stopped being a source of embarrassment for you. There was a time where your conditioning had taught you to feel ashamed of your raging hormones. That’s no longer the case. Wear that hard cock proudly before the mate who is sculpting you. It makes you hard to be turned into the muscle god you aspired to be. Flaunt your pride.
And if your Owner decides to start milking you right here and there, as he commands you to hold the position, you’re not gonna complain, beast, will you?
We are what you need. @buffedbeef, find us on Kik #WildMuscleBros.
-Fran
I want someone who would be there to support my growth, feed my body with nutrition, supplements and roided me up to fulfill my desire to grow huge. I’ll flex for him anytime. Better yet, he shares that desire and grow together with me, we can train, eat, fuck and sleep together.
Arturo.
-Yes, Sir...
Not much longer now. His free will, worn down to almost nothing through weeks of conditioning, now ready to crumble to nothing. Soon, very soon, he”ll be ready to begin his new life, embrace his new purpose, as my obedient, perfectly enslaved jocktoy.
Option D please
Stand up straight and tall and WIDE.
Stand up straight as your Owner inspects EVERY.SINGLE.INCH of your body. His pinching reminds you that you are meat for Him. A mountain of muscle He is growing, sculpting.
Feeling His hands on you, you have never felt manlier. Stronger.
More VIRILE.
You relish the testosterone coursing through your blood. You can feel it in your churning balls after a good workout. You give yourself, you surrender during His inspection. Ready for the next steps. The next goals. Nothing will stop you. Nothing will stop your GROWTH. Not with Him by your side, setting expectations. You’re gonna push. HARDER. Because His hand on you, it reminds you that this is what you’ve always longed for. To be this massive masculine titan that GROWS and GROWS and GROWS.
@growinggaymer @bigjockbro
Read this too if you’re one of your bros’ musclemate. You gotta be there for him. Help him become the man he’s supposed to be, Help him achieve his full potential. Push him past his limits, like you’d want your own son to push past his. Your musclemate must make you as proud as your own son should aspire to make you proud. Guys are meant to grow. Bond over muscle growth. That’s the essence of true manliness.
MAKE HIM GET UP EARLY
Right this minute, go set his alarm and lay out everything he needs for his morning workout. Working out at the same time every day may help him improve more quickly, boys who exercise in the morning are more likely to stick with their workout than those who exercise later in the day.
HIRE A TRAINER
Whether he is a total newcomer to the fitness scene or he just needs a little motivation and guidance, a personal trainer can help him set goals and develop a plan to make them happen. Plus, a good trainer will also hold him accountable and will motivate him to work his hardest.
MAKE HIM JOIN A CLUB
Working out is more fun with fellow jocks—and it’s a lot harder to bail on when you’ve got other people relying on you. Just 4-5 exercise buddies who makes sure he is out of bed to meet them for his morning workout.
REWARD HIM
Reward him with things he loves—treat him to a new pair of running shoes, month long supply of protein bars or a new GPS watch, for example
GIVE HIM SIX WEEKS
There’s an urban legend that it takes 21 days for something to become a habit. This is when he starts to see aesthetic changes in his body, once he sees these changes he won’t go back to his old unhealthy habits!“
GET TECHY (AND SOCIAL)
Encourage him to get on all social media platforms like Tumblr, Instagram, Facebook and so on. It’s the best possible way to make him flaunt his gains.
HOLD OUT ON THE THINGS HE LOVES
Trick him into looking forward to exercise, by making it the only time you treat him to something special. Maybe it’s a playlist of songs that he only listen to you while he runs, his favorite TV show that he’ll only watch from the treadmill, guy time with his friends only on days he has worked out. When he associate exercise with positive experiences, he’ll start to look at it less as a chore and more as something fun and rewarding.
COUNT HIS CALORIES
It’s not directly related to exercise, but paying closer attention to what he puts into his body will give you an idea about his eating habits. Keeping a calorie-tracking app can remind him how a few more minutes on the treadmill can help him balance out that extra pint of beer.
GET HIM SUPPLEMENTS
Protein powders are very popular among athletes .Protein powders are concentrated sources of protein from animal or plant foods. Athletes who regularly lift weights may find that taking protein powder supplements helps them maximize muscle gain and fat loss.
MAKE IT A RITUAL
The most important thing about establishing a regular routine, whether it’s exercise or anything else, is to truly make it a habit for him—something he doesn’t even think twice before doing. This will come with time, but you can help hurry the process along by creating daily rituals for him that center around his workout
As an ALPHA, it’s your duty to protect and guide MEN around you. Nature has given you power, authority and strength for a reason. Be the beacon of light in someone’s darkness. Be a LEGEND!
#TheDapperExecutive
My first time in a sex shop
My heart was racing. It was hard to concentrate on driving while my mind was thinking about what I was about to do. My first time in a sex shop. I was going because my owner told me to get a butt plug, and because I’m an obedient muscle sex slave y was about to do it. Maybe for most of you going to a sex shop is not a big deal, but it was for me and was excited.
I arrived at the place. I parked right in front. A lot of neon lights welcomed me. I did not stay in the car longer. I jumped out of my car, and enter the store. Honestly, I don’t know what was I expecting but It was brighter than I thought. Four employees were chatting happily close to the cash register: two guys and two girls.
“Hello, welcome to Galaxy” told one of the girls.
“Thank you,” I said, and I started to look around.
There were a lot of things that I only saw in the movies before. Whips, flashlights, all kinds of dildos, big, extra big, and huge! Lubricants, vibrators, and things that I have no idea what was for it. Despite my best efforts, I’m sure I looked lost because one of the employees, the same one that welcomed me came to my rescue.
“Do you need help? Something in specific that you are looking for?”
There was no point in pretending.
“The truth is that I’m new in all this” I confessed. “And I’m looking for… a butt plug?”
“Yes,” She said immediately “We have them over here”
She walked to one side of the store and I followed her.
“From here to the cock pumps are the butt plugs. Look around, see if there is something you like, and tell me if you have any questions” And she leaves me alone in front of all those butt plugs.
It was overwhelming. I had no idea that would be so many different. But at the same time, I felt so powerful and manly looking at those butt plugs. I was being obedient, I was doing what I was commanded, and despite my nervousness, I was there and that made me feel fucking awesome.
I’m pretty sure I looked more confused than before because now another employee, a guy this time, came to offer help.
“I’m new in all this,” I said again, “so I’m looking for something for beginners, but my (owner, master, sir) friend has this fantasy of my using the plug through the day, so need to be safe,” I explained.
The employee pointed me to two different ones that could work and even told me that I could take pics and send them to my “friend” and see if he liked them. And he left. At that moment I realized that I was in another world—a world where I could say out loud my kinky fantasies. I felt a sensation of freedom.
After a few more minutes I finally choose one. THE one. The one that I will take home and will be up in my butt.
I went to the cashier; he looked at the product and asked me if I also wanted some lubricant.
“Do I?” I ask.
The cashier smiled at me and took me now to another wall with a lot of lubricants. Sizes, brands, colors, even flavors… I give up.
“Which one is the best one?” I asked
He took one and put it on my hand. “That one,” He said.
“O.k. I will take this one too!” I said happily.
For some reason, it felt good to be the new guy, the one who doesn’t know but is learning, and if something I’m good at is in learning new stuff.
I paid, and I left the store like a kid with new candies.
Immediately I sent a pic to my Master feeling proud as fuck. Now you are wondering how it felt using the butt plug for the first time… well, that is another story.
Documenting the #GrowthJourney of two bruhs turning into hypermasculine primal beasts. Breathe our musk in and turn, too.
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