GrowthJourney - Blog Posts
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.
A good Jocktoy has to be always ready to show and prove that is worth to his Master.
Is about pride, is about the right thing to do. Is about purpose.
-Arturo
Leo Lumbar @bicepsinsleeves
The journey is not even close to end. We are just starting. I will keep growing and transforming my body and mind for my Sir. I have to be a good Soldier.
Everyday I wake up eager to keep pushing myself further. Improve my diet, harder workouts, looking for inspirational pics, dressing like a jock. I have to be a good Soldier.
And now, also, I have the responsibility to be an example for the Pack. Show them the way, be there to support them, challenge them and make them walk thru fire to be transform. I have to be a good Soldier.
Is a Jocktoy life. Everyday. That is my reality and I embrace it... because I am a good Soldier.
My journey continues
Is 2019 and my journey to become Fran’s Jocktoy is still in process. Has been a year and A LOT he has taught me. I had follow (and achieved) dozens of instructions.
I have changed. Physically and mentally. I’m better now.
But is not enough. Now I want more. I had found my place. I’m more powerful when I submit to him. I WANT MORE. Lucky for me, Frans wants more from me too.
As part of my training/evolution/transformation He demand me to cum whitout touching my cock. I dont know if you have tried, but for me was extremely hard. But I had to obey. He is my Sir. So I try. And try. And try. It was frustrating.
Finally one day I took off all my cloth and got in bed. I was determinated to achieve it this time. I touched my muscles, i squeezed my nipples, I grabbed my legs. I thought about my Sir’s voice telling me to do it, to “Fucking cum now!” I imagined myself (as many times) being tied up from hands and feet and Fran owing my cock and milking me.
I let myself go and I started moaning, grunting, breathing deep and faster. My cock was rock hard. My muscles got tense and my back arched. My hands roughly touched all my body but the cock. His voice was deep in my head. Demanding, furious... that masculine voice that talk me knowing that I’m his... and I came. I started to shoot load and load of cum all over my abs. My cock jumping at every shoot. I roared as an animal. Was the most intense orgasm I ever had.
But I had to say that the best pleasure came when Fran told me that he was proud of me to achieved one more of his challenges. I’m also proud of myself 😏
-Arturo
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Hapoy 2019 to all the Pack, our friends and followers (we have more than 400 now, what?!).
Fran and I wish you the best, but don’t be one of those people who will see “what the year will bring”, be the kind of people who takes of the year what you want to have. Make your opportunities, work hard, fight your battles, and enjoy what you have earn.
We are ready to grow, to get stronger and manlier. We are ready to go even further this year and sharing our journey. We will grow the Pack and help them to achieve their goals... and having so much fun in the proses!
We are ready, are you?
-Arturo
2018-2019
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
They said that there is a line between human and beast. That some people sometimes cross that line and become in touch with their inner beast. I say: Fuck the line! Become a primal animal. Embrace your manliness, accept your power and be the BEAST that you have been destined to be.
That is what Fran has taught me, now I’m free.
-Arturo
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.
#jocktoy #journey #wildmusclebros #Kik:wildmusclebros
My Growth Journey - So Far
Since joining the pack I have started a transformation that up to that point I had only dreamed about. I’ve grown stronger, bigger, more confident. I am becoming a beast and the pack is transforming me. I have never worked out harder, and I am loving every second of it. I have grown to crave that last rep. You know the one. The one that seems impossible. The one that makes you grit your teeth so hard you feel like they will break. The one that makes you grunt because you are pushing that hard. The one that makes your muscles burn so much it hurts. I love that pain. It means I am growing.
I’ve learned my place in the pack, and I work every day to earn it. I am turning into a confident alpha beast to the world. But I am owned. I’ve learned to control my self and submit while still being a bull of a man. It’s been frustrating and at times even painful, but it is worth it.
Gut, gone. Love handles, gone. Arms, defined. Quads, strong. My body is being transformed into a powerful machine.
I am becoming unapologetically man. The Pack drags the Man out of me and encourages me to be a beast. To walk with my chest out and head high. There is a bond. It’s like having a team in a locker room all the time. The competition, the shit talking forces the cocky alpha out and into the world. I’ve learned that I can be macho and dominate. I’m reminded almost every day, walking down the street, catching eyes with another man until he looks down and away, or not. That’s the best. Finding another jockboy in the wild and silently bonding for a moment.
That cocky swagger, the smirk, the strength. My inner beast is coming out and there is no stopping him now. I have no choice. I am man. I am beast. I am the Pack.
@wildmusclebros
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
The Pack, after an arm workout suggested by @primalenergy1. Grinning. Feeling connected. Bonded.
Swollen.
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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!
We are what you need. @buffedbeef, find us on Kik #WildMuscleBros.
-Fran
Grow me, grow with me.
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.
Day 7 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week
Day 7. Seven days using the same jock. Seven day wearing a chain and a lock around my neck. 7 days becoming a muscled jock, a Jocktoy.
I feel stronger after this 7 days. Physically and mentally. I have pushed harder than ever at the gym. I increased the weights in every single workout. My clothe is tighter. And now I think I can achieve anything I want. I don’t care what people think and I feel proud to be who I am.
Today I went to the gym early in the morning. Before leave the house I grabbed a T-shirt and I cut it with some scissors. I’m improving my jock look. And it fit me. Was Shoulder day.
*Seated Dumbbell Shoulder Press x 4 8-10
*Side Lateral Dumbbell Raises x 4 10-12 reps
*Standing Cable Face Pulls x 4 10-12 reps
*Standing Military Press x 4 8-10
*Dumbbell Arnold Press x 4 8-10
*Seated Dumbbell Rear Deltoid Raise x 4 10-12
*Dumbbell Shrugs x 4 15-20
Nothing like a good shoulder workout to make you feel wider and bigger.
At home I worked just wearing my chain and jock. But my mind was not 100% at work. I spend every 5 minutes looking at the window looking for the UPS truck. Last Friday I bought my first Pump! jock and today it supposed to arrive... finally did!
Now I’m waiting for my Sir to comeback and give me permission to put it on. I can’t wait.
-Arturo
@becumbigdumbjockboi @brounderconstruction @jockintraining @rievous @jockbros @jockstrapstuds @alpha-jock-boy @meathead1997
Day 6 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week
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
Day 5 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week
I’m horny. I’m so fucking horny. Today was almost unbearable. I had to get out of my house. I went to a park and I ran 3 kilometers, every 500 meters I stoped and did 20 burpees. It was hot and I got soaking wet with my sweat, I took my shirt off and I felt every drop running my chest and back while the sun burned my skin. I felt tired but I pushed my body to continued until I reached my goal. It felt so good at the end. Barely breathing, exhausted, my chest expanding taking air in. So powerful.
I got in my car and I drove fast directly to the gym. I’m almost push people rushing to the weight room. I felt like a gorilla. I needed dumbbells in my hands. Hear the sound of discs hitting the floor. The sound of my own groaning echoing in the gym. I workout back:
*Pull ups x 4 8-10 reps
*T-bar rows x 4 8-10 reps
*Wide Grip Pulldowns x 4 10-12 reps
*Single Arm Dumbbell Rows x 4 10-12 reps
*Close Grip Pulldowns x 4 10-12 reps
I did it with the heaviest weights I could and almost no rest between reps. I was furious. I took all my sexual frustration on the weights. And I felt even more primal. My mind just went blank and all that existed was my muscles and those weights. So free. Finally I went to the shower. I felt my muscles while I washed myself. My cock got hard. I edged for a while thinking about the jock I’m now, about how good is have muscles pumped up and full, I edged thinking that the hand in my cock was somebody’s else. But I did not cum.
Get my body exhausted worked, and after I ate, I felt more relaxed. But then... Fran wrote me. He is not back yet but he was just checking on me and his pack. We chatted just for 35 minutes. And then he was gone again. And here I am, horny like a beast in a cage again. Today is going to be hard to sleep.
-Arturo
@jockbros @jockstrapstuds @brounderconstruction @rievous @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @alpha-jock-boy @dumbmusclejockboi @meathead1997
Day 4 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week.
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
Day 3 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week
Today was different. I felt different. You would have belived that a chain in your neck would be a sign of passive submission. But is not like that. Not for me. For me is a remainder that I’m a beast, that I’m in a journey to be stronger, manlier and bigger. This chain means that I belong to somebody, I’m not alone, and that makes me much stronger than those lonely wolfs out there. I have a pack and I follow the most fucking alpha male that I have ever meet.
Today, before go to the gym, without thinking, I grabbed my cap and I wear it backwards (obviously). At the middle of my workout, sweaty and muscles pumped up, I saw myself in the mirror and I came to the realization: “I’m a jock” “I’m a fucking jock” I guess I always have been one, but now, thanks to Fran, I’m accepting it and embracing it.
This chain make me walk proud. Makes me look at the eyes of the people that stare at me in the street and let them know with a smirk how fucking proud I am to be a jock. I work on my body, I lust muscles, I wear jockstraps, I eat 6 times per day and I take supplements, I choose to submit to a Master knowing that he will make me stronger. And yes, I get turn on for all that.
I am a jock... a Jocktoy... and I fucking love it.
-Arturo
@ozalpha @jockbros @jockstrapstuds @brounderconstruction @rievous @justadumbjock @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @alpha-jock-boy @meathead1997
Day 2 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week
Is just the second day and I’m horny as fuck. Is the jock, tha chain, the lock, and the torture idea of knowing that I can’t cum. But I have to say that my Sir was right, all that frustration helped me to workout harder and wilder at the gym.
Today was arm day and I destroyed my biceps and triceps. But before that... I worked at home all day wearing my chain. I even had a webcam meeting and I did not take it off. I just put it under my shirt and try not to move so much so it doesn’t make noice. Oh the noice. Every time this chain rattle remembers me that I have a Master. Later I went to the store. People did not really noticed, until I got to the cashier. He was a young boy, he looked at my chain and said: hard core. I smiled.
I have to say that it felt wierd take it off at the gym. But it would have been impossible workout with this thing around my neck. I put it back immediately after I took my shower at the gym.
Edging before the gym has been hard, but I’m sure would be impossible after the gym. I got out of there even more hornier, if that is possible.
Now I’m here, at my bed, wearing just my jock and chain, writing this post as I have been instructed. I know soon I will use the key and take the chain off so I can go sleep... but I really don’t want to do it.
-Arturo
@brounderconstruction @ozalpha @rievous @justadumbjock @jockintraining @meathead1997
Day 1 of a real Extream Jocktoy Week.
Today I started an Extream Jocktoy Week as Fran has called it. Why? Because he told me to do it, and I answer: Sir, Yes, Sir!
This are basically his instructions:
1.- Wear that chain and lock around my neck ALL the time. I just alowed to take it off to workout and sleep.
2.- Use only the common shower at the gym to take a shower. No shower at home.
3.- Everyday, before go to the gym, I have to edge for about an hour.
4.- Wear ALL the time the same jock. I just can take it off when I’m edging so I can sniffing it while I stroke.
5.- NO cum.
6.- Write about this week everyday in Tumblr.
The chain and lock smell like oil and metal. Is a manly essence. And I love to feel the cold and heavyness of them on my neck and chest.
This week will be hellI, but will be a fun one too. I will make Sir proud. Did I mention that I have to do all this while he is away? But I have all you as witnesses of my journey in the Extreme Jocktoy Week.
-Arturo
@becumbigdumbjockboi @jockintraining
@meathead1997
(A true story)
I was washing my car the other day. My wife came out and she stared at me for a couple minutes. I did not say anything. I just let her watch. But finally she said, “You look good. Different. I don’t know what is it, but is good. It’s not just your body, it’s something else. More... sexy. You look good” and then she went inside the house again a little bit confused.
I smiled. I smiled because I know what is it. Is my Master. I have a Master that talk with me and make me feel like a fucking bull. A Master that give me orders and everytine I obey I feel unstoppable. I submitted to him, and that made me found my place. I feel complete. He is not just sculping my body, he is increasing my selfsteam and transforming me in a fucking muscle sexual beast. But my wife doesn’t know all that... she is just enjoying the results of the work of my Master on me.
-Arturo
The Cage
Arturo saw the cage´s door open. Part of him did not want to go inside, but the other part knew was the best idea. That duality always fighting. No winner, no loser, just an inner fight. He looked at the cage and then to Fran again.
"Come on, go inside, you have to do it," said Fran with a calm voice.
Arturo knew he was right and stepped inside.
Fran closed to door behind him and put the double chain and lock. Arturo´s breathing started to go faster. Maybe it was a bad idea after all. Panic incressed. Arturo grabs the bars with both hands and shakes them.
"Fran, let me out. I don't want to be here. Open de door... open it!"
"Arturo, look at me. Calm down, breath. Breath. You HAVE to be there. Soon everything will be over. Tomorrow the sun will rise and you, and everybody else will be fine. Ok?"
Fran´s voice calmed Arturo down. Breath. He sat on the floor and waited. In a couple minutes the moon would be on the zenith and it will start.
Fran sat in a chair at a fair distance from the cage and waited too. Any of them talked.
Fran almost fell to sleep when Arturo suddenly started groaning. Fran got on his feet and look at Arturo. This part was fascinating for Fran. Arturo was laying on the floor. His body was shaking and drops of sweat cover his face. The groaning became louder and louder. Pain and anger. His fists hit the floor. He got in his knees, and after that, struggling, he managed to get in his feet. Then the bones cracked. One single loud crack and Arturo was now 8.5 feet tall. Fran, almost under a hypnosis, walked towards the cage. Fran had seen that transformation dozens of times but always was captivating to see such power comes to life. Arturo grabbed the bars to the cage to enduring the pain and stay standing.
"Now the muscles" whispered Fran to nobody.
Arturo´s muscles started to move like something was under them. And they grow, and grow, and grow. His new body ripped his clothe off in pieces. In front of Fran was Arturo, but was not Arturo anymore, now was a muscled beast. Pure fury and primal instinct. Arturo now was the Bull, as Frans liked to call it. And for the last months, Frans was trying to tame that bull...
Finally, the transformation was complete and the Bull stood proud and powerful. He looked around him. The cage. Then he became aware of Frans presence. In a fast movement, the Bull extended his enormous arms thru the bars trying to grab Fran´s neck. Fran jumped back just in time to escape from his fists.
"Easy, easy... you are not going to kill me that fast, you monster," Said Fran in a playful way.
Fran looked at the Bull´s eyes. Was intimidating, but not to Fran, not anymore. And with an authoritative voice, he told him "Step back from the door"
The Bull did not move.
"Step back!!"
The Bull groaned and start shaking the cage. Looked like the cage and the whole cabin would colaps, but Fran quickly learned from the first nights so now he was sure that everything will contain the monster.
"Alright. Fuck you" Said Fran and walked away from the room. For a couple minutes Fran stayed in the other room listing the Bull groaning and roaring. For one moment he thought the Bull will break the chain, but everything stayed still. When finally the Bull calmed down, Fran got back in front of him and looking him to the eyes.
"Calm down. Calm down. I'm your Sir. Do you understand? We have been thru this... I´m-Your-Sir."
The Bull looked at Fran and did not move.
"I'm going to open the door. Do you understand? And you will control yourself. I WILL control you."
The Bull did not move. Just his pecs when up and down while he filled his lungs with air. That was the reason Fran came up with the name of Bull.
Fran took the key and opened the lock. Slowly he took the chain of the door. This is it, though Fran. And then he opened the door.
The Bull growl like never before and when to attack Fran. But Fran did not move. He stared into his eyes and commanded. "Stop!!"
And the Bull did.
They have one second looking at each other's eyes... but with that second everything falls in his place. Everyone knew from now on his place.
"Good boy," said Fran. "Now get in your knees"
The Bull did.
Fran grabs the same chain and lock that he used in the cage´s door and put then around the Bulls neck.
Fran contemplated the muscled beast that he had in his knees in front of him. That powerful Bull, tamed by him. "I did it," Said Fran. "I fucking did it" The Bull was his, he owned his personal beastly musclegod.
"Now, let's have some fun," Said Fran to his toy and smiled.
Curious to see how everyone else is doing with this, with five months to spare to 2018. Arturo and I found each other and it fucking blows my mind how much we’ve evolved thanks to this, @darffall. We began as “muscle bros,” but it quickly became clear that we both needed me to be a muscle master. He has become so much more primal, so much more focused, so much manlier, so much... hornier. He’s been growing too, filling his clothes more and more, enjoying the #forcedworkouts I throw his way. Rising to the challenge.
Every.
Single.
Time.
I’m so fucking proud of my #musclemate, of the bull I’m turning him into, proud of the friend I made. Proud of my soldier. His potential is limitless, and I intend to continue to draw it out of him. To force it out. He’s meant for greatness, and into greatness I shall sculpt him. For I am his sir. And he, my jocktoy.
- Fran
Assignment 2018: Musclemate
I have an assignment for those looking to train and develop physically in 2018. It doesn’t matter whether you plan to call yourself a jock or just to develop your body in an athletic and magnetic kind of way. I expect many of you will start to get aroused and captivated just reading about this assignment, which can allow you to anticipate the pleasure and reward of ultimately doing it.
Before I get to the assignment, I want to mention a couple of facts born out by multiple studies:
1. Acknowledgment is immensely powerful in propelling us to accomplish work far beyond what is dictated by reason.
2. That feeling that we’re doing something nice or helpful for someone is a powerful and compelling motivator.
So as you train your body, how do you get that acknowledgment and feeling of helping? You could, of course, show off your body to a crowd of nameless strangers (on Tumblr, for instance), but we’re much more powerfully motivated by those to whom we feel close, connected. That’s why children’s welfare charities will often send donors photos and stories of a specific child to sponsor - to create that feeling of connection to motivate the donor to give more.
But acknowledgment and feeling of helping someone with your body can be hard to find with ordinary close connections. In conventional relationships, even romantic ones, prolonged focus on the athleticism and sexuality of one’s body is inappropriate. So the need arises for a new kind of relationship: a relationship between someone who works to develop and sculpt his body and someone who acknowledges and admires that body. For the purposes of this post, I shall call the person seeking to grow his body the trainee. I shall call the person motivating him a musclemate.
The requirements for a musclemate are simple: he* must genuinely desire to help the trainee grow. He must feel genuine pleasure, a satisfiable lust at seeing a strong, athletic, attractive body. This pleasure is the helpful thing that the trainee will find so rewarding to create in his musclemate. Both the trainee and his musclemate must be comitted to protecting each other’s privacy. The relationship between a trainee and his musclemate should be a meaningful human connection, not a “transaction” just to get each other off. The more a trainee and a musclemate appreciate, respect, and connect to each other as people, the more the musclemate’s acknowledgment and pleasure can motivate the trainee. To keep the relationship personal and meaningful, a trainee should only have one musclemate. A musclemate should have only one trainee.
Those are the essential requirements. A musclemate may have additional knowledge or skills that he can bring to bear. He may be a hypnotist, a trainer, or a nutritionist. While helpful, such abilities needn’t be mandatory. That said, a trainee may be well justified in expressing additional requirements (such as age, gender, or type).
There are three variations of musclemates that, while all sharing the essential goals and requirements, each have a different power/status dynamic:
1. Muscle Master. A muscle master is a musclemate who’s in control. When the trainee has a desire to obey and to surrender to another’s will, a muscle master can harness that desire to deeper enflame that craving of the trainee to work out and grow. A muscle master may be able to dominate the trainee physically with his own body. He may be able to hypnotize the trainee and direct the trainee’s sexual desire to deepen the trainee’s obedience (this is what I do most often). Neither ability is required - the important thing for success as a muscle master is for the trainee to feel a deep, almost instinctive need to obey and please the master. The origin of that need is not important.
2. Muscle bro. This kind of musclemate is a trainee himself. Two muscle bros don’t have to train together. What’s important is that they regularly flex for each other and appreciate each other’s growth. A healthy rivalry can develop between two muscle bros. Perhaps the bro who makes bigger gains in a particular week can captivate his bro with his flexing, showing off for his bro harder and harder and sending him into a deep mesmerizing cloud of pleasure. The weaker bro might find himself becoming fascinated, with his self control seeping out of him, becoming open and maybe even obedient to his stronger muscle bro just then. Of course, both muscle bros must remember that the goal is their mutual growth, not domination. So the stronger bro, as he puts his ensnared weaker bro in that trance with his muscles should give the weaker bro suggestions and motivation to grow stronger and harder. The stronger bro should not allow the weaker bro to cum until the weaker bro has absorbed the suggestions and committed to obeying them. The stronger bro can then make the weaker bro cum, reinforcing his own gains with the pleasure he’s given the weaker bro.
3. Muscle fan. This kind of musclemate is someone who most enjoys relishing the physical strength and superiority of the trainee. A muscle fan needn’t be dominated by the trainee physically or psychologically - even in ordinary cordial interaction, the muscle fan realizes and acknowledges the power of the trainee’s body and sexuality over him. A muscle fan can also be a hypnotist (as I have been when working with alpha subs), but hypnosis is not required. The true power of a genuine muscle fan is that he acknowledges the trainee’s growth with deep lust, sincerity, and pleasure. There are two important caveats for muscle fans: first, the trainee should not dominate the muscle fan all the time (or even most of the time). Remember, it is the human connection that makes the musclemate relationship so powerful. So if the trainee uses his confidence, strength, sexuality, and power to completely reduce his muscle fan to a whimpering, lustful, mindless cum machine, then the power of the relationship is lost. Second, while a muscle fan’s attraction may seem unconditional, but he can become bored or tired if the trainee does not grow. A muscle fan likely sees any number of jocks on Tumblr and in other forums, and those jocks can either steal the fan or drain him of his cum (and thus the reinforcement his pleasure would provide to the trainee), if the trainee fails to keep his muscle fan captivated with and invested into his muscle gains.
Two trainees can be each other’s musclemates if both are muscle bros, or one is a muscle master and one is a muscle fan.
The Assignment
So my assignment for you, in place of any new year’s resolutions, is, if you’re a trainee, to find a musclemate. You can use this post to help: if you’re a trainee looking for a musclemate, comment on this post describing the musclemate you’re looking for. If you’re not a trainee and just looking to be someone’s musclemate, please reply to one of the trainees who comments. You may wish to reblog this post so that more potential trainees may see it. Of course, questions and suggestions are always welcome.
Update (Jan 20, 2018): To facilitate connecting musclemates and trainees, I created a new channel on Hypnosis4Guys chat called #musclemates. Don’t let the location fool you: hypnosis skills are not required to be a musclemate in any category. If you don’t see anyone on, leave a description of what you’re looking for and, if you’d like, your body pic.
Happy holidays, and have a healthy and empowering 2018!
*The musclemate can be of any gender, orientation, or gender identity. I use the pronoun “he” only because most of my readers and all of my subs are men.
Update: if you respond looking for a musclemate, please make sure you have enabled messaging in your tumblr account.