Why I Go To The Gym Twice A Day!

#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.  

MASCULINITY

IS NOT SOMETHING

GIVEN TO YOU,

BUT SOMETHING YOU GAIN

YOU GAIN IT BY WINNING SMALL BATTLES WITH HONOR.

#TheDapperExecutive

Option D please

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!

Reblog if nothing gets you hornier than a great workout and getting pumped as fuck!!!!

Pack’s Friday Challange

What is a pack of alpha jocks without a good challenge between them?

Now is becoming a tradition in our Pack have #FridayChallange and this last Friday was brutal.

Squats. 24 hrs to see who can make more squats thru the day. At the street, at the office, at home, public bathrooms and parking lots.

There is no doubt that the Pack is getting stronger and more competitive. Trash talk, teasing each other and cocky attitudes. Jocks being jocks.

@brounderconstruction Daniel had an early and impressive start rising the bar high. But one by one the jocks start waking up and doing their part. Fran, @becumbigdumbjockboi Colt, @primalenergy1 AJ and myself joined the race doing at least one more than the other competitor. Then, @mummifymenow Tim came and quickly proclame to be a strong competitor. Even the newbies did their part showing that they deserve to be part of the Pack.

The whole morning the number where stacked, but real battle is at night, when we are running out of time.

The final sprint was between Colty and Tim. They fought as beasts burning their legs and ass. But the end, Tim was the champion of the challenge with 1550 squats... for this week.

I have never thought that I would be available to do so many squats myself, but when you have a Pack of alpha jocks pushing you, encouraging you, chalking you... believing in you, you do more, and you become stronger and better.

I’m in a journey, but my journey is also somebody else’s journey. We are a Pack. We are a fucking unstoppable muscled jocks pack!

Brotherhood.

Males are defined by the company they keep.

Seek men who inspire you. Who push you to grow. Mentally, physically. Men who won’t allow you to hold back, to shy away from unleashing your full potential. Men who won’t take “No” for an answer when they tell you you’ve got it in you to push that barbell one more time.

Men who won’t fear the companionship. Men who understand the primal need to touch, to own, to embrace you. Let your mouth open to receive their lust. Allow yourself to finally experience that absolute, that worry-free sense of belonging.

Allow yourself to grow for your brothers. Revel in the primal lust you ignite. Drop your clothes. Let the masks fall. Be who you were meant to be. A primal muscle god.

PUSH, HARDER.

Tom Faulk and Owen Michaels Bump! (2014)

I mostly use Tumblr for reblogs and spank bank material but let me plug for a second: check out my JFF page if you want to see me showing off my progress throughout my jockboy journey. Posting new content multiple times a week! Solo and partner scenes, with themes of everything you’d find on this page normally. Hope to see you there! Link in bio.