Don’t Be Afraid To Surrender To Your Need For Male Bonding. Male Bonding Makes Us Stronger. Every One

Let yourself be sculpted. Period.

Tim Budesheim.

Always wrestle. Wrestle stronger guys than you. That will make YOU stronger, you will learn to endure pain, and you will discover that there is a thin line between pain and pleasure.

-Arturo

FIRST TIME COCK CAGED

Has been years since Fran and I started this journey. Years where we have been building our self, discovering, exploring and learning.

We know our places. He is my Owner and I am his muscle object.

And now, we are reaching a new milestone, finally I have been cock caged. It feels right, it feels the right moment, I’m physically, mentally and emotionally ready. My Master chose the perfect cage for me and I’m so happy to wearing it. I am his. He own me.

He is taking his time to slowly training me to use the cage and feel comfortable with it. He takes care of me like that. But the ultimate goal is soon be caged for 5 weeks.

If you have been following our journey, let me tell you there is still a lot ahead of us. We are not even close to be finishing. Come along with us in this ride. Enjoy (as I am enjoying it so horny all the time)

Good morning, Arturo. Now that I’ve warmed up your pecs, give me 50 pushups. NOW. -Fran

Str8 Bros

Just a quick question regarding the beta male code post, what kind of grooming and styling request could an alpha have for a beta male like me? I'd like to know so that I can alter my appearance in order to look more presentable and to make it obvious to them that I am at their service

Alpha males are born to dominate. Submitting to his specifications as his full time object leaves no time to think or talk. Your mind isn’t required. Just your physique : short hair styled as he wishes or shaved off—he decides. Intensive daily workouts and high protein diet restrictions. Nothing but a meathead, docile and muscular, shown off as he wishes in ways that excite him: fitted shirts and slacks at work and compression gear while working out in the gym.

Does he want your boring cotton shirts replaced with expensive dress shirts, your trouser fabric shinier, your suits tighter. Then your wardrobe will be altered—permanently—to please him. And you’ll say nothing, nothing but “thank you” for he is providing you the good life as his beta, training you to show off that masculine physique of yours in a subtle way.

#TheDapperExecutive

(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

There’s strength in number. Strength in leaning in on your musclemate to let yourself be transformed. He extends an arm. You know what to do. Get in position. You thought this morning’s workout was over. You feel drained. But He’s seen there’s a few more reps in you. He will pull them out from you, forcing you to surpass yourself. He already commanded you to take your shirt off. It’s been a long time you’ve stopped being ashamed of working out without wearing a top. In the rising heat of the morning, he’s making you sweat. The stink of his pits mixes to yours. You’re starting to pull yourself up, holding on to him. You feel so connected. You belong there, in that moment. Reaching for greatness. Fully accepting of your gift, of his virility and yours. You’re getting stronger, bigger by the day. You smell like a man. Work out like a man. Eat like a man. And are getting hard like one, too.

That too has stopped being a source of embarrassment for you. There was a time where your conditioning had taught you to feel ashamed of your raging hormones. That’s no longer the case. Wear that hard cock proudly before the mate who is sculpting you. It makes you hard to be turned into the muscle god you aspired to be. Flaunt your pride.

And if your Owner decides to start milking you right here and there, as he commands you to hold the position, you’re not gonna complain, beast, will you?

“If I am worth anything now, it is because I am built on the foundations laid for me then, by myself”. Taking the first steps is hard. We salute your journey @bigboysdrinkmilk… and the self-love you are able to show your younger self. Keep inspiring!

Your change is crazy. You looked like such a loser before and now you’re a proper man. So hot dude

I have a strict no-negging policy, because, honestly, sending these kinds of messages is weird as fuck. I’m not sure what you get out of it.

But I want to be clear about something; permanent, long-lasting progress and change is built on the back of loving yourself and loving the process.

The man you see on the left is a different man than I am now, sure. He was 140 pounds soaking wet and couldn’t bench the bar. I could pick him up with one arm, today, easy.

He also made the hard decision to completely change how he eats, how he sleeps, how he spends his free time, he completely evolved how he interacted with the world in pursuit of a passion. He came out as gay in small town and in an incredibly difficult situation, losing friends and family along the way. He struggled to provide for himself through difficult college years and laid down the path for me, now, to be engaged to the love of my life, to be involved daily in my passions and hobbies, to pursue happiness and fulfillment in a city that I love and with people I am proud to surround myself with.

If I am worth anything now, it is because I am built on the foundations laid for me then, by myself and others. The man on the left isn’t a loser, he’s a fighter. The man on the right just happens to be the one that could break you in half for saying shit like this to my face.