The @the-dapper-executive is one of us, one of the guys who get it. Men who are not afraid of connecting with other males, men who reconnect with their primal self grow into BEASTS that are leaders, warriors. Beasts who serve a useful purpose. Be bold, be free, be STRONG. It’s all within you, just commit to it, commit to letting yourself become what you were meant to be. Aspire to more. Aspire to inspire.
#TheDapperExecutive
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Colt is new to the Pack, but he just fucking gets it. It’s been just a few weeks, but he’s become so much more primal already, jumping at the opportunity to show off his gains doing pushups in public and just getting swole generally. Nothing beats the rush of helping a fellow bro turn into what he was meant to be, a fucking massive BEAST. Start following @becumbigdumbjockboi to see what jockification looks like in real time. You’ll understand what the #growthjourney is about. And you, too, will come knocking at the Pack’s door, ready to unleash your primal self. Be bold, be free, be STRONG. 🐺
- Fran
@wildmusclebros
Dads... and Pack members.
You gotta find your Band of Brothers, bro. They’ll carry you just as far.
#TheDapperExecutive
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
The locker room is essential for building team chemistry, motivation and morale. No athlete relishes the thought of returning to a locker room that is devoid of camaraderie and a lack of leadership, especially when his team is doing its best to overcome a devastating loss.
#TheDapperExecutive
I had a shitty morning, and that day I took all my frustrations out lifting hard and grunting on each rep in the gym. Immediately after I went to the store to pick some stuff up. I still was with my sweaty gym clothe and to be honest I was still a little bit mad.
Inside the store I was walking on an aisle and a guy and a girl were walking towards me. The guy, as soon he saw me, grab his girl and pull her close to him. He looked threatened by me. She didn’t know what was happening, but when she saw me she smiled to me. We keep walking until they were at my back. There is when they started arguing. I just smiled and left them behind me.
All species can feel the alpha. The musk, the body, the actitud. You can feel threaten or attracted to it, but all know who is an alpha when you see him.
-Arturo
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.
“Bro” is a magic word, when said by the right person.
When he hears it from the rest of the world it’s just that: Bro. A word. Three letters. It’s just a word he’s called by people that has no meaning at all.
But when his bro says it in that particular way, looking at him in the eyes, it’s like those three letters form a key to an entire new world of wonder and possibilities.
Bro.
It is who he is. It is what he is.
Just a bro.
When he’s a bro for his bro nothing is off limits. He has a bro body and a bro mouth and a bro ass that he uses to do with his bro the kind of things bros do with each other, and it’s all good and right.
Bros are supposed to fuck each other, it’s just that he forgets the rest of his life. But when he’s a bro with his bro he remembers, and he fells happy and good to get fucked, because it’s good to take care of his bro and have his bro take care of him.
Bros are not supposed to think. When he’s a bro to his bro, his brain goes slower and simpler. He’s too busy being happy and loving his bro to have time to think. So he just goes with the flow. He listens to his bro and does what he says because he knows deep inside that his bro knows better.
The rest of his life disappears, he’s just a simple easygoing bro for his bro, listening and obeying because that’s what bros do, fucking and getting fucked because that’s what bros do, and that, getting used in any way his bro wants, makes him truly happy.
Because that’s what bros do.
They may look different. They may be different age. They may be from different country. But at the end both of them are bros, two muscle guys sharing a connection. One is his Sir and the other one is his Jocktoy. Which one is who? Sometimes don’t even matter.
I’m exhausted. I groaned, growled, grunted at the gym. Was leg day and workout legs wearing a jock makes it special. I gave everting I had to make my legs grow. Some people stared at me for the noises I made, but I did not care, it was MY workout. Groaning made me feel more as a beast and improve my performance, that is all that matters.
The chain is still at my neck. The lock hang in my chest. Is heavy. The back of my neck is a little sore. But I’m so comfortable now with them. I’m complete.
My jock’s smell is intense. Reminds me my football team’s locker room back when I was in high school. Sniffing my jock while I edge makes me have all kind of twisted fantasies. The manly I feel the hornier I get. I’m even getting hard just writing this.
Today, I have to say, I missed my Sir. But I know he will be back soon and I will make him so fucking proud.
-Arturo
@brocomplex @brounderconstruction @rievous @justadumbjock @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @bigdumjockboy @thecollaredbf @meathead1997
Documenting the #GrowthJourney of two bruhs turning into hypermasculine primal beasts. Breathe our musk in and turn, too.
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