A Growing Beast.

Motivation Monday!🤜🤛

Hard work and dedication are amazing tools but mindset MUST come first. Once you set your mind to something you want you can become nearly unstoppable. We get in our own way constantly with our self doubts and insecurities. Second guessing, giving up, succumbing to failure. BUT if you use those hurdles to strengthen your resolve and learn and grow amazing things can happen. It’s never too late. Stop looking at your goals as “One Day” and turn them into “Day One”!

You GOT THIS, BELIEVE IT and ACHIEVE IT!! 🧠💪

Let yourself be SCULPTED.

Behrooz Tabani getting his pecs massaged like bread dough 🤤

This is exactly what it feels like to join the Pack.

Don’t hold back.

Embrace the male you were meant to be. 

Take the first step.

We’ll take care of the rest, lilbro.

I’m Arturo, but the name that has been given to me is Soldier. I’m a muscle alpha. I have been working hard in my body and mind. But then I meet Fran. The connection was instantly and undeniable. I discover that he was THE Alpha and my instinct lead me to be part of his pack. Now he push me, teach me, take care of me and challenge me to be the muscle beast that I suppose to be. He is SIR to me and I will follow his orders until the end of the world. Join us. -Arturo

The Pack’s life.

Day 2 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week

Is just the second day and I’m horny as fuck. Is the jock, tha chain, the lock, and the torture idea of knowing that I can’t cum. But I have to say that my Sir was right, all that frustration helped me to workout harder and wilder at the gym.

Today was arm day and I destroyed my biceps and triceps. But before that... I worked at home all day wearing my chain. I even had a webcam meeting and I did not take it off. I just put it under my shirt and try not to move so much so it doesn’t make noice. Oh the noice. Every time this chain rattle remembers me that I have a Master. Later I went to the store. People did not really noticed, until I got to the cashier. He was a young boy, he looked at my chain and said: hard core. I smiled.

I have to say that it felt wierd take it off at the gym. But it would have been impossible workout with this thing around my neck. I put it back immediately after I took my shower at the gym.

Edging before the gym has been hard, but I’m sure would be impossible after the gym. I got out of there even more hornier, if that is possible.

Now I’m here, at my bed, wearing just my jock and chain, writing this post as I have been instructed. I know soon I will use the key and take the chain off so I can go sleep... but I really don’t want to do it.

-Arturo

@brounderconstruction @ozalpha @rievous @justadumbjock @jockintraining @meathead1997

A new beast enters the brotherhood!

This is a defining moment. One you’ll remember, Apollo-in-the-making. Don’t forget to keep pics of today. The first day you stepped into the Arena and became a gladiator. You don’t know how to pose, yet. But take pics. There’s nothing more inebriating than looking back at those old pics and remembering where the journey began. Just know one thing though. We’re not gonna let you stop at an Apollo physique. We’ll sculpt you into something the Gods themselves will leak buckets for. Be ready. It’s a tough journey. But you’ve faced your fears today. This can never, EVER be taken away from you. Many boys spend lifetimes lost in fantasies of growth. But you’ve found your True North. You’ve taken the first step towards unleashing all that raw, primal, masculine energy within you. Don’t hide that erection reading this is giving you. Wear that boner proudly. You’ve earned it. Every step of that journey makes you more man. Bask in the glory.

Welcome!

I’ve been chatting to WildMuscleBros today. Their a… consortium, or pack of masculine, muscular beasts. Simple as that. They’re the type of people I want to follow and learn from. I’ve always wanted to get jacked, get bulking biceps and fat pecs. To look like Apollo - the god of the sun, knowledge and generally jacked dude. But I’ve never set foot into a gym before. Sure, I’ve climbed and swam, but never been to a gym before. Weird right? He reminded me today that my confidence and pretty words of desire can only go so far. That to achieve my goals, I’d need action.

So today I did just that. I went to the gym.

Although Ive lived in my neighbourhood for three years, I had no idea where the closest gym was. But, with Google maps, I found it. The moment I entered the smell hit me. Sweat. It was as if all the oxygen had been deprived from the air and replaced with BO, the old fragrance for real men. My surprise must’ve been obvious as one of the reception people apologised and said that the aircon wasn’t working properly. I wasn’t phased: I liked it as it smelt manly. And then I looked around. Now, to be fair it wasn’t packed with people. But the people were huge. Pulsating muscle, colossal pecs and glistening bodies. Oh and the hair, the tufts of hair peeking out from under armpits and obviously too short tank tops. Ok it sounds great here but I was intimidated to all hell. I’m short and small and I’ve always felt intimidated by people bigger than me. I think it’s called short people syndrome? I digress, I bit my tongue, dug in my shoes, put on my EarPods and made a bee-line for the weights. I wasn’t going to run away cause of some guys. I picked up a pair - 7kgs - and I just started lifting. I did the same routine that I did with my weights at home, but more… I didn’t just do it once, but three times. I really, really enjoyed it. Maybe it was the atmosphere, perhaps the new experience. But I felt full of energy. Then I thought, hell let’s jump on the treadmill. And somehow I spent 30 minutes on that before a much larger - no not muscular - man stood behind me staring at the back of my skull to get the hell off. I was too hot and sweaty to say something. So I got off and moved on. I regret not going off to the benches, as that’s something I really want to learn how to do, but I was tired. And sweaty. Lucky tomorrows another day.

I went to the gym today and I fucking loved it. I know I’m going to keep going back. I’m going to keep going back until it’s an addiction, a lifelong love, something that I can’t give up. Something that I won’t give up.

The phrase “barrister beast” was thrown around when chatting to WildMuscleBros while taking about my goals. To become a masculine, colossal, hulking, sweaty, beast.

But I’m going to go a step further. I’m going to become a barrister beast, for sure, but I’m going to take a page out of Apollo’s book - I’m going to become a god.

Community.

Local boy too unfocused to stick to a hobby, dabbles between wanting to be an artist, activist and bodybuilder; can’t concretize a reality that includes all three.

It’s hella hard! But fuck it. I wanna be a jacked jack of all trades.

Here’s a wonky flex cuz why not.