I woke up and all I knew was that I was tied up. I remember finishing my workout last night and heading at home. The parking lot was empty and dark. I just had the light of the full moon. I got in my car and when I turned the key a song came out of my radio. It was the first time I hear that song but sounded familiar. At the beginning was just instruments but then a voice sang… or talked, I don’t know. And then my eyes closed. But right before I pass out I saw that somebody was siting in the back sit of my car. Now I’m here. Tied up. Blind folding. Naked. And a hand touch my chest. Go down to my abs. Rub my arms and shoulders. Grab my cock with no respect. I feel like and object. The hand start jerking me off. I moan. “What is your name?” I manly voice ask me. “Fuck you!” I answer. The man go faster and harder. It feel so good. “What is your name?!” “Arturo” I answer trembling. “No. What is your name. Don’t think. Just feel and listen my voice. What is your name?” I don’t have idea what he is talking about. But that hand on my cock. That manly voice. It’s like… “My name is…” “What is your name?!!” The voice sound like a thunder in my head. I’m about to cum. My muscles are tight. I’m going crazy. To much pain and pleasure. “My name is…” With the other hand pinch my nipples and I lost it. My mind goes a way. My body surrender. “My name is Solider! I’m Soldier, Sir!!” I shout as my load of cum fall at my abs and chest. And I remember. I am Soldier and that voice is my Sir’s voice. He is training me to become a muscle beast. How did I forget that? Now I feel at home. “Good job. Now you are programmed again. Lest do this again in a month. When we have a full moon again.” “Sir, Yes, Sir!”
Fight your fear. Dig deep. Ground yourself. Understand the power of male naked bonding. -Fran
nude guys in sport
A man taking control of his body as he surrenders his mind to the collective need to GROW and becum a beast.
Feel the testosterone pump through your veins.
Feel it transform you.
Feel it UNLEASH you.
Becum who you were meant to be.
Embrace your manliness.
Slowly turning into the muscle beast I want to be 💪🏻
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Don’t be afraid to surrender to your need for male bonding. Male bonding makes us stronger. Every one of us. We learn through one another. Surpass ourselves by looking up to our bros. By traning with them. Hard. We become more masculine by surrounding ourselves with bigger, stronger men. Men who push us to become what we know we can be. What we want to be. What we NEED to be. Give in to your profound need to bond with other men. Awaken the beasts within you, brothers. Shed your inhibitions. Awaken.
as an aspiring himbo, I work out 6 days a week
from now on I'll jack off only on my rest days
i can't waste energy and focus on pleasuring myself
muscles are pleasure. looking good is pleasure. discipline is pleasure
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.
How the journey began. Two primal beasts on a #GrowthJourney, finding each other. A Soldier and a Sculptor. A surreal connection. An immediate attraction. Each instinctively understanding their respective potential. Each instinctively wanting to forcefully draw that potential out. Minds connected, two men, two tribal fighters moving as one. To GROW. On a quest for manliness. Bonding. Writing. Exploring. Discovering. This is just the beginning. -Arturo & Fran
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.
Hey there Bro. I am currently looking for a Big Bro to help me to my Bro status. Any tips bruh?
First thing’s first. Start hitting the gym, dressing like a bro, and acting like one. Tanks, gym shorts, backwards caps. Otherwise, how’s your soon to be Big Bro gonna know you’re looking to be a bro. Once you’re started, you’ll start making bro friends and your new big bro will start taking over your life. Picking out your clothes, making sure you talk like a bro, controlling your workouts and diet.
By the time you realize he’s truly made you into his lil bro, you won’t even recognize yourself. Nor will you be able to imagine a better life than being his muscled up lil bro.
My first time in a sex shop
My heart was racing. It was hard to concentrate on driving while my mind was thinking about what I was about to do. My first time in a sex shop. I was going because my owner told me to get a butt plug, and because I’m an obedient muscle sex slave y was about to do it. Maybe for most of you going to a sex shop is not a big deal, but it was for me and was excited.
I arrived at the place. I parked right in front. A lot of neon lights welcomed me. I did not stay in the car longer. I jumped out of my car, and enter the store. Honestly, I don’t know what was I expecting but It was brighter than I thought. Four employees were chatting happily close to the cash register: two guys and two girls.
“Hello, welcome to Galaxy” told one of the girls.
“Thank you,” I said, and I started to look around.
There were a lot of things that I only saw in the movies before. Whips, flashlights, all kinds of dildos, big, extra big, and huge! Lubricants, vibrators, and things that I have no idea what was for it. Despite my best efforts, I’m sure I looked lost because one of the employees, the same one that welcomed me came to my rescue.
“Do you need help? Something in specific that you are looking for?”
There was no point in pretending.
“The truth is that I’m new in all this” I confessed. “And I’m looking for… a butt plug?”
“Yes,” She said immediately “We have them over here”
She walked to one side of the store and I followed her.
“From here to the cock pumps are the butt plugs. Look around, see if there is something you like, and tell me if you have any questions” And she leaves me alone in front of all those butt plugs.
It was overwhelming. I had no idea that would be so many different. But at the same time, I felt so powerful and manly looking at those butt plugs. I was being obedient, I was doing what I was commanded, and despite my nervousness, I was there and that made me feel fucking awesome.
I’m pretty sure I looked more confused than before because now another employee, a guy this time, came to offer help.
“I’m new in all this,” I said again, “so I’m looking for something for beginners, but my (owner, master, sir) friend has this fantasy of my using the plug through the day, so need to be safe,” I explained.
The employee pointed me to two different ones that could work and even told me that I could take pics and send them to my “friend” and see if he liked them. And he left. At that moment I realized that I was in another world—a world where I could say out loud my kinky fantasies. I felt a sensation of freedom.
After a few more minutes I finally choose one. THE one. The one that I will take home and will be up in my butt.
I went to the cashier; he looked at the product and asked me if I also wanted some lubricant.
“Do I?” I ask.
The cashier smiled at me and took me now to another wall with a lot of lubricants. Sizes, brands, colors, even flavors… I give up.
“Which one is the best one?” I asked
He took one and put it on my hand. “That one,” He said.
“O.k. I will take this one too!” I said happily.
For some reason, it felt good to be the new guy, the one who doesn’t know but is learning, and if something I’m good at is in learning new stuff.
I paid, and I left the store like a kid with new candies.
Immediately I sent a pic to my Master feeling proud as fuck. Now you are wondering how it felt using the butt plug for the first time… well, that is another story.
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!
Documenting the #GrowthJourney of two bruhs turning into hypermasculine primal beasts. Breathe our musk in and turn, too.
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