Owned.

He owns you.

That moment when your mind goes empty. You feel, you know, that your control is dripping out of you as you submit once again to him. And feels so fucking good.

He owns you. That is clear. When he talks, when he turns his Master mode on there is nothing you can do. In one moment you can be chatting as two normal bros. But then you see it in his eyes. You notice on his voice. Something has changed. He wants to own you NOW.

You start stutter, you forget what you were saying. You just stare at his eyes. Until in a natural way you put your head down waiting for him to do... whatever he wants. He is your Master. And then here it comes the touch. His hands on you. That touch that you were missing so much. Your muscles tense when he touches you. Your breathing goes deeper and slower but your heart goes at 100 miles per hour. Your brain shuts off and all your animal instincts wake up. You are a beast now. A tamed beast. A muscle beast with an owner that doesn't need chains anymore to control you. He owns your body. He owns your mind. And feels so fucking right.

-Arturo

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!

There’s nothing like another manly brother to help you push beyond your physical limits. It might be the heat radiating from his body as he spots you. It might be his powerful musk filling your nostrils as you inhale deeper to push harder. Or it might be his commanding order to go for one more rep. Whatever aspect of it works for you, being part of something greater through #malebonding is what can awake the powerful beasts that sleep within each one of us. Just ask Arturo... Over the past few months, he has started to truly become the muscle jock he was always meant to be. And as a result, he’s never felt more alive, move virile, more MALE in his entire life. Even then, his #growthjourney is just beginning. And so is yours, soldier. The Pack expects much of you. Surrender to your instincts. Breathe in, and grow massive. Become MAN. Become PRIMAL.

- Fran

Petar Duper and Andrea Muzi

#jocktoy #journey #wildmusclebros #Kik:wildmusclebros

My Growth Journey - So Far

Since joining the pack I have started a transformation that up to that point I had only dreamed about. I’ve grown stronger, bigger, more confident. I am becoming a beast and the pack is transforming me. I have never worked out harder, and I am loving every second of it. I have grown to crave that last rep. You know the one. The one that seems impossible. The one that makes you grit your teeth so hard you feel like they will break. The one that makes you grunt because you are pushing that hard. The one that makes your muscles burn so much it hurts. I love that pain. It means I am growing.

I’ve learned my place in the pack, and I work every day to earn it. I am turning into a confident alpha beast to the world. But I am owned. I’ve learned to control my self and submit while still being a bull of a man. It’s been frustrating and at times even painful, but it is worth it.

Gut, gone. Love handles, gone. Arms, defined. Quads, strong. My body is being transformed into a powerful machine.

I am becoming unapologetically man. The Pack drags the Man out of me and encourages me to be a beast. To walk with my chest out and head high. There is a bond. It’s like having a team in a locker room all the time. The competition, the shit talking forces the cocky alpha out and into the world. I’ve learned that I can be macho and dominate. I’m reminded almost every day, walking down the street, catching eyes with another man until he looks down and away, or not. That’s the best. Finding another jockboy in the wild and silently bonding for a moment.

That cocky swagger, the smirk, the strength. My inner beast is coming out and there is no stopping him now. I have no choice. I am man. I am beast. I am the Pack.

@wildmusclebros

3 weeks

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

Brotherhood

Starting the day like I ended yesterday: committed to the ideals of Brotherhood and doing what I can help each other out. There is a need (demand/want) for mentorship and support. I see it at work, in the gym, in conversation, etc. We need to keep building each other up, not tearing others down.