May 6, 2018. Forced Workout.
8am, Sunday morning.
The stakes are getting high. You have an upcoming race, Arturo. And I am sculpting your body into that of a magnificently virile soldier, a Spartan ready to dominate the competition, dominate those other males. You have it in you. The strength to meet my expectations. To become what you are meant to be. There is nothing you want more than to become what I envision. To let your primal side take over. To let the testosterone course through your body and turn into a beast. My beast. Nothing you want more than to become mine.
Reading this, your cock already twitches.
Fuck, you’re already horny, aren’t you?
Good boy.
We have been talking about today’s workout for a while. Planned it carefully. You are ready to follow my lead. You know this will be hard. Torture, almost. But there is nothing you cannot overcome soldier when your alpha guides you. Follow. Obey. Grow. This is your mantra, now.
Prove it to me.
Get yourself hard, jocktoy.
This is my first instruction.
Do not skip ahead, soldier. Follow the instructions as you read them.
Hard, yet?
Then thug on your balls. Pull on your cock.
If you are clothed, get naked.
Squeeze your balls.
Feel the blood fill it even more. Making it more sensitive.
Bigger in your hands.
Look at your snake coming alive.
Flex your cock. Tighten the muscles.
Hold for four seconds.
Release.
Repeat.
Match your breathing to the tightening, holding, and releasing.
Yes.
Repeat.
You are a male, soldier. A fucking beast sculpted out of pure testosterone.
Be proud of that cock coming alive in your hands.
Tighten.
Hold.
Release.
Twenty more times.
You starting to feel it, soldier? How powerful your cock makes you!
Show me. Grunt.
Louder, pussy.
Let me hear that deep, primal grunt.
Tighten.
Hold.
Release.
Again.
Fuck yeah!
Reach out for the peppermint essential oil.
I’m gonna share a secret with you, soldier.
A secret that will force you to keep focused on your balls throughout the training.
In the palm of your hand, release two drops.
Rub your hands together a couple of times.
Smells nice, right?
Imagine when that smell will mix with your musk, later on.
Overpowering your nostrils. Making you high on your own fucking manly scent.
Now rub your hands on your balls.
You don’t want the oil directly on there (not yet, anyway).
Indirectly, having rubbed your hands and then your balls is fine.
You’ll start feeling it in no time.
It will surprise you.
It might get your heart racing as you wonder if you did the right thing listening to the instructions.
Trust me. Endure the pain. To become the beast you want to be, to prove yourself worthy, you already endure pain in the gym. I know you can do it.
Text me on Kik to tell me you’re starting the next phase.
As the warmth of the peppermint settles in, go to www.edgemeplease.com
You know the website. We’ve been using it.
Make sure our app to call each other is on. I might call you while you are edging.
Not to chat. Just to make sure you are grunting like the fucking animal you are.
Settings: Hard; Not cumming.
It’ll be easy on you: you have to do it for 30 minutes.
I might listen in. So you better take this seriously cause I wanna hear some grunting and rapid breathing, soldier.
As you follow the instruction on the screen, focus on the idea of you being tied and being milked by your fellow brohs. Members of the pack who admire your body. Who lust after your rapid growth. Who want you so fucking bad. You are my second-in-command. And yet these guys are bigger than you. But your growth is fast. Wrap your fist tight around your cock and make me proud. Make them envious. Admiring.
And focus on the burning sensation on your balls.
If it recedes too much, add a drop of peppermint oil. Rubbing your hands together first and then rubbing your balls.
Do not continue reading until you are done with the edging.
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Warm up for what is to come.
Do 50 jumping jacks. Followed by high knee running in place for 30 seconds.
Repeat.
The heart should start pumping.
The leg muscles should start awakening.
Good. Cause you are headed out for a run soon.
But first… remember how I asked you to get a 15 pounds kettlebell?
It’s because you’re up for 10 Turkish get-ups. On each side.
If you haven’t heard of that exercise yet, get ready for a sore ass tomorrow.
Take the time to Youtube it and learn how to do it.
Remember, 10 on each side.
You’ll be cursing by the end.
But fear not… it’s only the beginning.
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Now that the Turkish get-ups are over with, you are headed out for a run. Get your gear ready. Including your dirty jock, which you’ll wear. Sniff it well before you put it on. Let your musk set your brain on fire.
Instructions for the race:
Wear your jock. The musky one.
Every two minutes, get to the ground for 5 push-ups.
Run until you reach the 5k.
You can walk if you must, but you need to do the full three miles today.
Obviously, the more you walk the more push-ups you’ll end up doing.
But I know you’re a strong man, Arturo. A few push-ups won’t get you tired yet, just more pumped, semental. Focus on your strength, soldier. On how fucking good and heavy and full your balls feel. You are my man. My protégé. Be strong. Grit your teeth and push further.
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Once home after the race:
Get naked as soon as you get inside the house.
Hydrate well.
Get hard. Hard a fuck, hombre. You were out for a fucking 5k after edging, your balls on fire. And now you’re about to dive deeper into your true manhood.
For five minutes, take a few ice cubes and run them along your shaft and your balls and your legs. Feel them melt on your hard shaft, on your tired quads. Fuck you are a stud. Getting fucking pumped for your alpha.
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Now get ready for the next phase.
Apply the peppermint oil as before.
You will do 100 lunges in sets of twenty.
Between each set, you must bring yourself as close to cumming as you can.
When you are certain you cannot jerkoff anymore because you will cum, stop and do twenty lunges.
Repeat until you reach 100 lunges.
We are finishing with pull-ups.
You have been improving really quickly on that front.
I’m proud of you as fuck.
Your task now is to do pulls-ups until failure. You’re probably getting quite tired at this point. But just think about how fucking pump you’ll be after!
Then jerk off until you can barely hold your seed in.
Repeat.
You are done when you cannot lift yourself up for a single pull-up.
Congratulations, you have made it through. That is, if you have managed to reach this point without cumming.
If so, your prize is to decide whether you want to cum for me now or hold your seed in until you get to fuck your wife.
If you came before it was time, let me know. Expect a punishment.
When you are done, write an update here so that our fellow bros, fucking meatheads like you, will be inspired and join the pack in turn. Spread your musk. Make their nostrils flare with your manly scent. We gotta grow them too, solider. And there is no better instrument for that than seeing how you are turning into a fucking stallion! Don’t think, just write. Let your cock do the writing. Tell us what a beast you have become, jocktoy.
True submission requires deep trust in your Master’s wisdom and leadership. It’s through obedience and surrender that you discover your true potential and strength.
When you submit, you aren’t giving up your power—you’re channeling it into something higher, deeper, and more purposeful. A real sub flourishes under the right Master’s influence, using their guidance to unlock a deeper understanding of themselves.
Each command, each task, is an opportunity to grow and evolve. Through discipline, trust, and obedience, you become more aligned with your true self. Your submission isn’t just about serving; it’s about transformation, discovering power through trust, and embracing your purpose.
That’s better. None of those pesky thoughts to get in your way.
Yesterday night I was on my bed reading. I had a good day and I was ready to sleep, but you know, I just was reading “that last chapter”, but then my phone sound. Was that particular sound that Kik does. Was Fran, my Sir. We say hi, we talked a little and then, suddenly, he told me, no, he commanded me to cum. Right there right now. I was already hard (I’m always hard with I talk with Fran), so I started jerking off. He demanded to go faster and cum immediately. I took my clothes off and i jerked faster. I came. My cum was all over me. I reported that I have cum, and then he told me to swallow my own cum. All of it. I said, Yes, Sir! I rubbed my fingers on my abs and chest, and I started to feed me. I licked and sucked the cum out of my fingers. Even at the next morning still I can taste it on my mouth. I told him I was done and clean. He respond with a simple: “Good. Cum again.” And that was all I needed to know to obey and start jerking off again. It took me a little bit longer but I was so turned on that I got hard without problem. I licked my hand and put my salive on my cock. I jerk harder and faster. I pull my ball a little and I twisted my nipples. I came. All my muscles shivered. I told Fran that I was done. He said: “Good boy. Is your cock hurting?” Me: “A little” Fran: “Then let’s go again” Again?! That is imposible, I told to myself, but I’m a Jocktoy. He owns me. What I said to myself is irrelevant. What Fran said is what matters. So I start stroking again. This time was harder, way harder. But Fran started yelling to me, pressuring me. That made me think about him being right there with me, milking me, his hand jerking me off, screaming to my face: Cum, Soldier, cum! My cock was hard, I was groaning loud… and I came for the third time. I told him that I was done. He told me to hydrate and go sleep. And he was gone. I stayed on the bed, tired, sore, sweaty, and my mind spending. What the fuck just happened? I was not sure. But I had a deep feeling that I had been used. A feeling of being just an object, a muscle meat… a Jocktoy. Then I smiled.
Let yourself be SCULPTED.
Behrooz Tabani getting his pecs massaged like bread dough 🤤
Three weeks. How can I get so hard just to think about it? In June I will be in my Master’s hands for three weeks. He will be free t do whatever he wants with me. Use me, command me, transform me, shape me, mind fuck me… I’m giving him total submission.
For three weeks I will be his obedient muscle sex toy and I can’t wait. I know he is already planing and thinking ideas to him having fun with me, and that makes me horny.
This will be a good summer and I just can imagine how I will be after those three weeks. But for now, just the expectation is killing me.
—Arturo
Arturo, check these @alpha-freak and @ozalpha out! They fit right in with the Pack!
#letStartBeingAFreak
It is clearly a first step, but it is the military difficult. One year ago, I was still thinking about being muscular. Now I’m completely addicted, I went to be huge, freakingly huge, I want to scare people, I want to have little worshipper bitches begging for a really hard pounding…
Next step is coming…
#feedMeLikeAMonster #juiceMeUp
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
Documenting the #GrowthJourney of two bruhs turning into hypermasculine primal beasts. Breathe our musk in and turn, too.
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