A New Beast Enters The Brotherhood!

Your homework for the week, Arturo, @sydmusclepup and @musclepigwhore.

- Fran

Making your nipples hardwired - tips

Let me begin with a short personal story: I used to be one of those guys who thought their nipples are totally unsensitive to touch, and who would read in envy of other guys’ accounts how hardwired their nipples are and how much pleasure they get from nippleplay. I was a total nipple addict back then, enjoying other guy’s nipples, thinking biology and genes have made my nipples just physically not able to sense pleasure.

Then I started reading about it more, and foudn out that with practice and time, you can actually increase the sensitivity of the nipples. There were various tips: Going to the gym and focusing on the pec development, piercing the nips, pumping them, clamping them, you name it. I also learned the key thing that I’ve mentioned earlier: ALWAYS play with your nipples when you masturbate or when you have sex, especially when you finally cum, no matter how little sensitivity your nipples have. That is the key.

What I decided next was to “listen” what the nipples tell you. This sounds a bit weird at first but trust me, it’s the only way to find out what makes your nipples tick. What I did was the following, and I enourage you to do the same:

At night when it’s dark, lay on the bed and close your eyes. Take your shirt off and expose your nippes. If you like, you can also touch your nipples through your shirt first

Then the most important thing to remember before you go any further: DO NOT touch your cock at any point, DO NOT touch any part of your body that makes you horny. ONLY touch the nipples. DO NOT watch any porn or have any other stimuli than your fingers on the nipples

Next, try different ways to play with your nipples. The key here is to keep maintaining and repeating the same touch for a longer time. A minute or so should be fine for one type of touching. And why so: The thing is that it takes a while before you start feeling the sensation down in your cock and balls as you touch your nipples. The main thing is to keep touching with the same style until you either feel something or you don’t. Usually what happens is that your cock starts growing hard. You know that you’re on the right track

I highly recommend “flicking” your nipples: take the tip of your nipple between your forefinger and thumb and slowly let it pass through your fingers. You might want to also apply a slight pinch at the end. Keep flicking the nipple like that for a minute at least, preferably even more.

You might also want to try other ways: rolling your finger around the nipple, around the areola. Moving your finger up and down on the nipple. Again: keep doing the same type of play and touch for a few minutes

With this exercise, you should then start learning what kin of play gives you what kind of sensations. Also: When you find a technique that creates a tingling sensation on the area between your balls and asshole, keep on repeating that - it is the key to eventually making you even cum handsfree from nipple play. You may have found already the things that make your cock really hard but bare in mind: if you want to have a nipple orgasm, my experience is that you won’t get it if you just focus on what makes your cock hard. Instead, focus on what makes pleasurable sensations in the area between the balls and the asshole: It’s exaclty the same areaa that pulsates when you have an orgasm, andthat is where you should focus your thoughts.

So how are my nipples at the moment, you ask :) They are TOTALLY hardwired! A slightest touch on my right nipple makes my cock rock hard. After playing with my nipples, I can also cum handsfree by flicking my nipple between my fingers! The orgasm is amazing, and it lasts a LOT longer than regular one, and you tend to stay on that feeling of pleasure just before you cum for minutes! My whole body feels the sensation from nipple orgasm.

Hope these tips are of help to other guys wondering about their nipples. Would be great to hear of your progress, and do contact me if you like to hear some more tips and instructions!

2024 General Goal:

10 years ago I started this blog and my fitness journey. Above is after 1 year of consistent training and regulated diet. I made better progress than I had originally thought possible. It’s been a roller coaster of ups and downs ever since and I’ve slipped quite a ways from where I once was but also have a big head start from where I originally started. The general goal for 24 is to get back to where I was after the first year by the end of this one.

How I get there will be different as many life circumstances have changed, past injuries have presented some limitations and my body is just 10 years older in general. But I look forward to the challenge, relearning what I once did and sharing the ups and downs of the journey here. I know I won’t look exactly the same but I can still remember how I felt and that’s the goal!

Then he was one of us.

#ForcedWorkout

#ForcedWorkout 

(A true journal about my yesterday workout) 

“Lock the door and get naked!” 

That was the first instruction that I got from Sir yesterday afternoon. I was tired after working the whole morning, but just reading those words on my phone made my heart pounding. Sir had plans for me. 

I obey and got naked. My clothes at the floor by the front door.

“Get your cock hard”

I touched my self. I pinched my nipples, I stroke my dick... and I thought about pleasure my Sir being obedient. My cock got rock hard in seconds. 

“Now you´ll do 50 pushups. Each time your cock must touch the ground and make you shiver” 

I read on my screen. I did as I had being command. 

“Do it slow. Not fast. Rub your cock well on the floor as you do them”

I did my 50 push ups slowly, feeling my pecs and tris getting swole at each rep. And my cock harder and harder every time I touched the carpet with it. I did them exactly how he asked. Don´t matter if he is watching or not, I would not lie to him. I did each 50 rep perfectly for him. 

“How re you feeling” He asked

“Like an animal” I answered him. 

“How tired are you”

“I´m not” I said the true, suddenly I felt like a could do 1000 more push ups. 

“Hungry?” He wrote, but I know my Sir, he was teasing me already. 

“Yes” I said. 

“Ok. You can eat in 20 minutes IF you manage to follow these instructions exactly...” And he send me a link. 

The true is that I was starving. But I would not eat until he let me. And this is the thing... He is not my “master”, he don´t “own me”. No. Sir care about me, he wants me to grow, to be better, to be a beast in all ways. His instructions are his way to get me where I want to be. That is the reason I follow him. He know the pat. I trust him. So I watch the video. It was an Edging game. 

Before I meet Sir, I never knew about those “games”, but since he introduced me to them I got hook. Now he wanted to do one 20 minutes long. I press play already enjoying it. The instructions are simple: you can jerk off when the video told you to do, and you have to stop when the video told you to do. And you can cum JUST when the video told you to do. But what makes me crazy is the messages that come out at the screen. Messages teasing you, encouraging you or just messing with you. I don´t know why but those messages turn me on. I imagine that is my Sir who is writing them and he can look at me thru the cam of the computer. At the middle of the video, at 10 minutes, Sir ask me to send him and audio and describe how im felling. How I´m feeling? Fuck you! How do you think I´m feeling?! Horny as fuck! But instead of just saying that, I recorded three audios describing the best I could with words my horniness. I play for myself the audios I send him, and listing to my own voice almost made me cum, but I managed to get to the end of the video and cum at the moment I was told. Without thinking I recorded my voice at the moment of the orgasm. And I send it to my Sir, hopping he will be please. 

“Good. Very good. Have you cleaned your cum yet?” Was his response. No having a comment about my audio made me feel a little bit disappointed, but I promised to myself that I would do it better next time.

“Not yet” I answer. 

“Use your jock to clean” I did as he said. 

My jock got totally wet with my cum. I though we were over, but then the next set of instructions appeared on my screen.

“Grab a quick food. Then you will put you jock on. You are going for a 20 minute run with your jock on and shorts or sweatpants. No shirt or tank. At every 1 minute interval you will do 5 burpees. You will come home after and play that video again. Understood, Jocktoy?” 

“Sir, Yes, Sir!”

“You have 90 minutes to eat, run for 20 minutes, 100 burpees and cum again. Have a proof that you´ve cum again by then.” 

I ran to the kitchen, I start eating fast but something light so I don´t puke in the middle of the workout. Then I put my jock on again. It felt dry by then, but oh god, I could smell my cum... and smell so good. No kidding, that made me feel like a beast. It was not me anymore, I was a man turning into an animal. I felt so primal. No shame, no limits, unstoppable. I put my shorts, my tennis shoes and I went out. I felt so proud of me running shirtless. Im not at my best, but I enjoyed to showing off my torso. Some people stared at me, and I smiled to them. They smiled back to me. Every minute down to the floor and 5 burpees. My muscles swelling again. I could feel my pecs getting pump when I ran. But after 10 minutes I felt I was dying. i was not sure to make it thru the end, but then Sir send me a message. 

“Turn, Turn for me Arturo. Be that god I envision. PUSH!” 

That is all I need it. I pushed, I ran, I did more burpees. At the end I made it. I finished and went back to home. I was tired, my whole body drenched in sweat. And so proud of myself. I know that without Sir I would never even think on doing some workout like that. 

“At home” I informed him

“Start the video. GO FUCKING WILD!!!” 

And wild I went. This time was even crazier, more intense. I was already pump. My breath barely on my lungs. My cock sensitive. And I was feeling as a monster. When I cum I groaned loud and freely. I cum on the table and took the pic for my Sir.      

“That`s MY FUCKING MACHO BULL!”

Was his answer. That is all I need it to hear/read. I was so happy and proud. 

After that #ForcedWorkout I felt different in so many ways. Fran, my Sir had done again. He is changing me and Im enjoying the ride. I can´t wait until teh next workout. 

-Arturo/Solider.  

Inspired, every day, by my jocktoy and #musclemate Arturo to be that #ProtectorAlpha and support his growth.

The Two Types Of Alphas

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! 

Got @primalenergy1 and @becumbigdumbjockboi to do just that this week. Massive boost to their egos as colleagues, etc. commented on their recent physical changes. That need to GROW into a massive, powerful beast is in you too, buddy. Surrender to your primal instincts and becum what Nature intended you to be. An unstoppable male. 

Take little moments to show off. Let the world know you’re on top.

I’m Arturo, but the name that has been given to me is Soldier. I’m a muscle alpha. I have been working hard in my body and mind. But then I meet Fran. The connection was instantly and undeniable. I discover that he was THE Alpha and my instinct lead me to be part of his pack. Now he push me, teach me, take care of me and challenge me to be the muscle beast that I suppose to be. He is SIR to me and I will follow his orders until the end of the world. Join us. -Arturo

Why hold back? 

Let your Sir unleash the beast that growls within you.

You exist to GROW.

Let your Sir sculpt you.

Do you feel my fuckpole in your ass? It gives you power to squat heavier and grow bigger. I will turn you into a titan.

The Pack’s life.