Day 4 Of A Real Extreme Jocktoy Week.

The @the-dapper-executive is one of us, one of the guys who get it. Men who are not afraid of connecting with other males, men who reconnect with their primal self grow into BEASTS that are leaders, warriors. Beasts who serve a useful purpose. Be bold, be free, be STRONG. It’s all within you, just commit to it, commit to letting yourself become what you were meant to be. Aspire to more. Aspire to inspire. 

The growing problem in today’s society isn’t that MEN are too masculine; it’s that they’re not masculine enough. When MEN embrace their masculinity in a way that is healthy and productive, they are leaders, warriors and heroes. It’s a young man opening the door for a girl on their first date. It’s a father working long hours to provide for his family. It’s a soldier risking his life to defend his country. Healthy families and strong communities depend on the leadership and bravery of good MEN.

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Another trip around the sun and another level up! ⬆️🎂

When I was in my 20’s I recall people warning me to wait until I was in my 40’s. That’s when things would go south and my body would ache, and become overweight and sag. Well here I am officially over half way through that “dreadful” period and so far so good.

Sure I feel a few aches some days more than others, some things are a little tougher than they were 25 years ago and I may have a few more grey hairs and wrinkles but overall I feel good, I think I look good, and its just all good.

I don’t really feel 46. Guess I’ve made some mental and physical choices that have allowed me not to become what so many others just accept as part of getting older.

My Thoughts on Muscle Growth

I want to be big. Huge. I want to transform my body into a fantasy. Giant muscles, over-proportioned. Pleasing men with how perfect and huge and unreal I will be. Huge pecs, huge butt, huge legs, huge back, huge shoulders. I love everything that makes me feel less and less normal as I grow. I want it to be difficult to find clothes that fit. I want to be so huge it’s difficult to get dressed, so huge that I will breathe heavily with every big step I take. Doors and seats will be too small for me. Being huge and submissive is what gives me  confidence- it is my purpose. By getting huge I feel more submissive, more immobile and reliant, more of a slave to my addiction of constantly training to gain muscle. I want anyone who looks at me to know I’m a musclefreak trophyboy.                                                

Thank you, Sir.

-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.

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

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.

A good Owner understands the importance of back day. Uncoached guys generally focus on biceps and maybe pecs and think they’ll feel manlier. They realise how little they actually felt the day they flex the wings their Owner forced them to grow. Flex for me beast, and feel your balls churning. I’ve turned you into the titan I envisioned. Now take flight, son of Hilo, and let me show you off to the world. Let us make them gasp. For this is just the beginning.

Do you think any man can become a bro?

Why don’t we turn you into one and you’ll have your answer…