Sunday. I never workout in Sunday’s. Is my rest day. But this is Extreme Jocktoy Week so there is not rest day. First I did some fixings at home. Wearing just my jock and chain. I felt like Tarzan, Conan, or just a primal man that relay in his body and muscles to fix problems.
Later I started my hour of edging. This time I did it in front of a mirror. I flex. I grunted. I show off my muscles to myself. I punched my chest like a gorilla and I even licked my biceps. All this while I sniffed my jock. But I Did Not Cum.
With all that energy I was ready to go to the gym. Being challenged for a member of the pack, I did chest and biceps.
Chest
*Incline Dumbbell Press x 4 8-10 reps
*Incline Barbell Press x 4 6-8 reps
*Incline Dumbbell Flies x 4 8-10 reps
*Flat Barbell Press x 4 6-8 reps
*Flat Dumbbell Flies x 4 8-10 reps
Bicep
*Seated Alternating Curls x 3 8-10 reps
*Wide Grip EZ Curls x 3 8-10 reps
*Hammer Curls x 3 8-10 reps
*Curl DBs up alternatively, across body x 3 8-10
At the locker room, after my shower, I got dress and I put my chain on. Some guys saw me do it. It was amazing when I looked them at their eyes and they looked down in silence.
The rest of the afternoon I spend it feeding my body, drinking protein shakes and resting on my bed watching TV. Tomorrow is Monday. Back to work, but my jock and chain stay on me. I’m a beast. I’m a muscled Jocktoy
-Arturo
@jockbros @jockstrapstuds @brounderconstruction @rievous @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @alpha-jock-boy @meathead1997
Today happened something at my office and Fran told me to share it with you guys, so here it goes:
Today we had a “party” at the office (meaning cake and coffee in the conference room) I was siting and talking with a friend (girl) and then I went for more coffee. But when I came back I saw cake in my chair, so I assumed I was siting in a piece of cake. I touched my ass to see if I have some there but I couldn’t tell so I naturally I ask to my friend: “Do you see some cake on my pants?, I think I sat on cake” And I turned around so she can see if I did.
She did not answer but I noticed everybody was quiet. Everybody was looking at me. I told them, that I thought I sat in a cake and then I shake off my ass with my hand.
And a guy said: “Well, I guess that’s this years Christmas present for everybody” And everybody started laughing.
They started joking around about they want to clean my pants so I needed to take it off, that they don’t see well so they had to check again, that my ass was better than the cake, that I had some cake on my shirt so also I needed to take it offs... stuff like that.
I was the center of attention, well, my body was, and I loved it! I felt so proud. A fucking real jock right there.
Most of you don’t know but when this year started I was 165-170 lbs and I’m general I had not many plans or goals for this year, but then I changed my actitud, I got encourage for Fran, and now I finish the year with all my coworkers admiring and commenting about my muscle body and me feeling like a million dollars.
I know 2019 is going to be even better, because I have decided since today, and if I had changed so much just having Fran... what is going to happen now that I have a whole Pack?!!
(By the way... I had not cake in my pants hahaha)
-Arturo
It’s happening for @growing-muscle-nerd ! Commitment, hard work, and community make all the difference. How huge can we make this beast become?
Damn I'm getting huge... But it's still not enough. I need more, more, MORE!
Help me grow:
Another trip around the sun and another level up! ⬆️🎂
When I was in my 20’s I recall people warning me to wait until I was in my 40’s. That’s when things would go south and my body would ache, and become overweight and sag. Well here I am officially over half way through that “dreadful” period and so far so good.
Sure I feel a few aches some days more than others, some things are a little tougher than they were 25 years ago and I may have a few more grey hairs and wrinkles but overall I feel good, I think I look good, and its just all good.
I don’t really feel 46. Guess I’ve made some mental and physical choices that have allowed me not to become what so many others just accept as part of getting older.
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
And do it with a brother. Meaningful #malebonding is what will help you conquer the world. Find yourself a #musclemate, find yourself a Pack. And get ready to take over the world, beast.
Workout, eat clean, supplements, rest. A jock life. I have been in this journey of become Fran’s muscle Jocktoy for almost a year. I have changed physically and mentally a lot. But even I have enjoyed every minute of this journey, some times becomes “normal” for me. Until something happen and reminds me that being a Jocktoy makes me stand out above the others.
Yesterday I was working at the office. Suddenly an old coworker came by for some paperwork. And as soon he saw me he shouted:
“Damn, Arturo, you have been working out!! You are big!!”
No, “hello”. No “how have you been?”. He’s first and only comment was about my new body. At first his comment got me by surprise, but then, without thinking, I started flexing my arms and chest as the Jocktoys that I am. He looked at me and then he told to the nearest guy that was there: “He used to be skinny, now he have muscles!”
I said thanks, we shaked hands and he left.
I got back to work and then my mind turned on again, and I told to myself “What the fuck was that?!!” People noticing my improvements, Me flexing and showing off my muscles. All that is new to me... and I love it!!
I am a jock. I am a Jocktoy. I am Fran’s Jocktoy. I have found my place.
-Arturo
A jocktoy’s hunger for his musclemate’s approval. An Alpha toying with his muscle pup. You can sense how badly the jocktoy wants his Alpha to take charge. He’s getting excited, shivering. Sculpted, chain around the neck. Bro cap. He’s being grown into a massive bull. And it feels so right. He’s gotten used to wearing little next to his Owner. Still covered in sweat from his last lifting sesh, he’s lusting to feel his Owner’s tongue, his manly touch. His approval. This is the transformative power of brotherhood. Turn into that virile, primal beast. Surrender to the need to GROW. Your fast hardening cock knows it’s what you long for.
Inspired, every day, by my jocktoy and #musclemate Arturo to be that #ProtectorAlpha and support his growth.
When Men discover and comprehend the great power Nature bestowed upon them, a choice must be made. It’s a difficult choice, one that should involve sober reflection and consideration. It all hinges on a deeply personal question:
How should a Man use his power?
We live in a world where so many Men use their power for terrible things; shocking acts of violence, greed, hatred, and terror. They lash out in hideous ways against the innocent and weak simply because they can.
These types of Alphas (if they can properly even be called such) are what Sir Titus once called “destroyer Alphas.” These are Alphas who employ their strength and Hierarchical status to intimidate, harass, bully, crush, and harm those defenseless inferiors cowering in terror around them.
The BDSM fetish community is rife with destroyer Alphas. These sadists relish the pain they inflict on the faggots and females they enslave. They like the breakdown of the human spirit, the inhuman cries of their afflicted victims, and the physical marks their form of domination leaves on the bodies of lesser humans.
Many Alphas begin their Alphahood as destroyer Alphas. It’s the nature of young Manhood, sowing their oats and testing the limits of their powers. They often move in packs at that stage, pushing each other to deeper and darker depths of depravity. They use people at will, reveling in the easy submission of the weak and helpless. They bask in the worship and respect their aggressive dominance commands.
But after this early stage of Alpha development, the cream separates from the milk, and a new class of Alpha emerges - Protector Alphas. These are Alphas whose inherent sense of goodness, fairness, and duty override the base instincts powering destroyer Alpha tendencies.
Protector Alphas are real-life superheroes.
They gladly accept the worship and submissive service of those faggots and females they own, but each one in their care feels safe and appreciated. A Protector Alpha seeks to stabilize and support those serving Him even during the deepest moments of submission.
A Protector Alpha will look across a road, see an injustice, and move to act. A Protector Alpha is the first one running into a burning building, or assisting the elderly, or stopping cruel acts against minorities and the weak. They take up the cause of righteousness in their strong arms and carry it to completion.
When I say that Alphas are gods, I’m specifically talking about these Protector Alphas. Protector Alphas are the very best a Man can be, the purest distillation of Masculinity.
I have largely served Protector Alphas in my life. I credit this long time serving Protector Alphas with some of my sense of self-worth despite being a faggot. These great Men used me thoroughly, of course, but they always took time to reassure me that I was valuable property or provide aftercare when things got rough. Even just a “good boy” from a Protector Alpha makes a world of difference to a faggot.
For the longest time on this blog I couldn’t find many examples of Protector Alphas, because sites in this community typically favor destroyer Alphas. There were some standout examples, though - @natural-hung-bull, @straightalphamike, @firstamongmen, @alphaexploits, @alpha-dade, @thealphatank - but they were hard to find.
But recently I have uncovered some spectacular Protector Alphas out in the wild. The best examples are Master Nick and Master Nikola, the straight gods in Toronto who own four live-in faggots. Yes, they use their faggots thoroughly. However, their faggots all know their service is appreciated and they have the protection of their owners at all times. These two Protector Alphas paid large sums of money to rescue their faggot Lee from the homophobia of his father. Master Nick recently rescued his faggot Yul from a homophobic attack on campus.
Master Nick and Master Nikola are two of the greatest Protector Alphas I’ve ever known. The example of their lives should inspire other Alphas to raise their game and become better than the base instincts of ordinary Men.
Then, of course, are the examples of two more Protector Alphas I’ve featured here recently - Sir Rob and his teen Alpha son Master Kyle. My Master Sir Rob used his outstanding wisdom and respect for the masculine institution of Alphahood to seek out faggots in order to train his son properly. Every time I speak with Sir Rob, a shiver ripples through my body just from his words and how he expresses his deep knowledge of Alphahood and his own power. He is magical. The faggots who serve him will never fear or be left feeling like a discarded cumrag.
But it’s Master Kyle that is a real jewel currently being carved from the rock Alpha Manhood. I recently mentioned to Sir Rob that his son was still in the “destroyer” phase of his Alphahood, and while he didn’t disagree (after all, Master Kyle is currently leveling cities with his rut like some sort of big-dicked Godzilla), he cautioned that Master Kyle’s age likely had something to do with it. He sees great promise in his son, and I do as well.
To that end, I want to relate a story Master Kyle shared with me:
When I was younger, in my first year of high school, there was this kid in my grade at school. He was your stereotypical “gay kid” you know. Very girly, but very shy. I was not very close with him but I knew him. He was very sweet, a very good guy. But he always had this group of three boys, always on him, laughing of him, sometimes beating him up. One day, they made him cry outside, because they were laughing of him and his mother. ( His mother was sick and had no hair) That was too much for me. I confronted the guys, and as always I ended up in a fight. I beat up the leader and another before a teacher could arrive and separate us. I got detention. At the end of my detention, the gay kid was waiting for me. He thanked me and hugged me. They never bothered him again. Every time I saw him at school, he’d always say hi and give me a warm smile.He finally moved to another state. I remember that today and realized that it was my alphahood speaking again, telling me how to act. Even when I didn’t know, it was there, deep in me.
Then Master Kyle added this:
I always had this feeling in my stomach whenever I saw something not right or an injustice. Was it my alphahood speaking?
Indeed, it was, and speaking loud and clear!
Protector Alphas like these four Men are simply the greatest beings on the earth. They are the reasons why faggots submit their lives to serve them, why we gladly debase ourselves to satisfy their every whim and desire. These are the gods worthy of worship and praise, worthy of any sacrifice or pain in their service.
These four Men specifically have humbled me so deeply that I have decided to finally go into chastity for the very first time. To honor their greatness. To acknowledge their vast superiority over not only me, but also over all of those destroyer Alphas pretending to take their thrones.
By locking up my useless clit, I salute these greatest Alphas and their Manhood. What an honor it is to serve Protector Alphas!
To the destroyer Alphas out there, look at these examples and learn to use your power for good, not evil!
To all Protector Alphas, I say THANK YOU for being the true Kings of the Earth!
Documenting the #GrowthJourney of two bruhs turning into hypermasculine primal beasts. Breathe our musk in and turn, too.
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