Stand Naked Before Your Owner.

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

I loved reading your posts. It's a real shame that I just joined Tumblr and they're shutting it down. How can. I apply for your pack?

Hey! Just go to Kik and look for the Pack: WildMuscleBros.

Always has been inside me. That primal instinct of being a muscled beast. But only Fran was the one who was capable of unlock that potential on me. Everything started with a simple conversation in Kik. We encourage each other to workout harder and better... but then I found myself enjoying his instructions. I wanted to follow him. I wanted to obey. The more I obey the more I grow physically and mentally. He became my Sir, and I became his Soldier, his Jocktoy. We are in a journey. I’m my Sir’s artwork. He is shaping me, improving me, making me the manly muscle animal I need to be. Now I walk different, I talk different, I fuck different. Being owned by Fran made me find my place and my real manliness. But we want more. We want a pack. We want more people who wants to join us in this journey. We can be stronger together. We can become a fucking pack of unstoppable muscular beasts!!! Join our group in Kik #Wildmusclebros Join our pack. Fran will unlock your inner beast as he has done with me. Sir, Yes, Sir!!

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…

I mostly use Tumblr for reblogs and spank bank material but let me plug for a second: check out my JFF page if you want to see me showing off my progress throughout my jockboy journey. Posting new content multiple times a week! Solo and partner scenes, with themes of everything you’d find on this page normally. Hope to see you there! Link in bio.

Hey Arturo! @lookintomyeyesboy and @brounderconstruction wrote a post for you.

-Fran

I understand that need. Obey just feels right, like there is where I belong. Now my muscle body, all those workouts have a purpose, sirve to my Sir. And the bigger I get, the most alpha monster fucking manly muscular beast I get... the most I want to be control/use for my Sir. Fuck, I guess he really own me. -Arturo

The body is just a plaything of the mind.

No matter how big and powerful the body is, the mind is the one in charge, and if you control the mind you control everything. 

My Master is a small dude. I could break him in half with one hand. But he controls me and there is no way I could resist him, because he owns my mind.

“Get naked” he says, and I obey. There is no doubt in my mind who is the stronger man here, and it’s not me.

I am a slave. I exist to obey and serve. When I fuck him or when he fucks me, it’s just him, using my body for his pleasure the way he wants, and it’s his right to take me and my privilege to serve him.

I open my pants and take them down, ready for sex.

The body is just a plaything of the mind and  my mind is a plaything of his, so I am a plaything for his will, to take and use how he wants to.

I don’t know what he will do with me right now and I don’t care. What matters is that he will get to be served, and that I have a chance to be his slave, his servant, his fuck toy.

His plaything.

All I need is a small shack where we can meet. Where I can keep you. I don’t need tons of space or fancy equipment to force you to grow, to keep you focused on what you most desire: being sculpted into a massive muscle beast. Away from civilization and its demands. You can empty your mind, lean in on me to guide you. You won’t have to worry about anything. Psychological stress isn’t good for your growth. Let me take care of you. You know I know best. I’ve sculpted you so much already. I don’t need tons of pace to continue my work. All you have to do is give into the primal call. To surrender just a little further. When it gets cold, I’ll have you sweat your balls off: burning up your body fat will keep us warm and redraw your silhouette. And when it gets hot, and that will be most of the time, I’ll have you flex and drool. For my inspection. So I know where to take your training next. Yes, that cabin in the woods will do nicely. We’ll learn to share that tiny space. Until I force you to outgrow it.

Another inspection. Sir demand me to take my cloths off and show him his work, my body, his body. I’m proud of what I have achieved, but I want more!!! -Arturo