Bald, Bearded And Absolutely Fucking Jacked. There Is No Sight On Earth More Beautiful Than What You

Bald, bearded and absolutely fucking jacked. There is no sight on earth more beautiful than what you see above. Simply stunning.

Do exactly as James has done. Embrace your masculinity. And then enhance it ten-fold with the help of the needle.

This is my future. And I cannot fucking wait.

Back on tren and boy do I love to feel my body getting hijacked by the most potent steroid there is.

Glorious chemical androgens pulse through my veins. Improving me. Hyper-masculinising me. And ultimately, transforming me into a real Man.

Under the watchful eye of the tren-filled needle, my Alpha superiority is being magnified tenfold. Wider, thicker, hairier, smellier, hornier.

Just fucking better.

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your body your choice but i've known men who had body dysmorphia that turned to steroids and i wish you'd stop just putting "MEN ARE BORN TO TAKE STEROIDS AND GROW EVER MORE MUSCULAR" on your posts because at least one person out there is definitely being negatively affected by that. and i know you could just say "more muscle men/roid pigs/blah blah blah the better" but dysmorphia is incredibly painful to suffer from and shouldn't be encouraged, even if the dysmorphic person's "goal" body (1/2)

2/2) fits your ideal of beauty/sexual appeal/etc. a disclaimer saying you don't support bigorexia/male BDD would be Nice although tbh it seems like you do support having disorders like that as long as that person's ideal (fixation) is to "get big as shit"

You know, I am going to try and take your comment on board. For two reasons:

Reason 1

My bf is adamant that I myself am body dysmorphic. While I don’t agree with him entirely, I do see some traits in my behaviour.

I remember watching a BD documentary where a perfectly attractive young woman was asked to sketch a picture of her face. The person she ended up drawing had a crooked witches nose with hair sticking up in tufts. I was struck by just how far removed her perception was from reality, given that her actual nose and hair were nothing like this.

I don’t see imagined disfigurements when I look in the mirror. Nor do I feel any ‘disgust’ about a particular aspect of my body. Am I satisfied with my body? No, I definitely am not. But equally, am I happier with my body now vs 10 years ago? Yes, I absolutely am.

Where I think my perception becomes less reliable is in recognising size I’ve already put on. Its hard to explain... I know for a fact I am bigger than I’ve ever been. The scales prove it, people’s reactions prove it and not being able to fit into old clothes proves it. But that feeling of ‘fuck I need to get bigger’ doesn’t go away.

In fact, despite the fact I’m 59 lbs heavier now than when I started, my hunger for size is stronger than ever. Which leaves me to conclude that, if I can manage to gain another 50 lbs of muscle, I still won’t be satisfied.

That would be where I see parallels with BD (and where my bfs worries lie).

Reason 2

Muscle is a straight-up fetish for me. It’s not about sporting performance or smashing personal records. It’s erotic and it’s sexual. So I guess that has an unavoidable impact on the type of language I use when describing it.

When I see guys like this, it taps into something primal in me. I understand many will think he verges on ‘too much’. But to me, he looks incredible, and will look even more incredible if he gets bigger still. I actually struggle to comprehend that people can look at guys like this and they DON’T feel an overwhelming desire to make themselves look the same way.

While I absolutely refute the belief that steroids are 10cc of automatic death in a bottle, I cannot deny that it makes me very uncomfortable when I’m contacted by guys who think that, if they just “embrace the needle”, they will be transformed into what you see above (maybe with some minor side effects like a few zits or being horny af).

Which is why I always try to have an honest conversation each and every time, a conversation where you can be assured I lay the potential side effects on real thick:

How often are you training? What progress have you made so far? What is your end goal? Show me pics of your physique as it is right now.

You will lose your hair. Your heart will grow larger. You may end up infertile. You may cause permanent liver/kidney damage.

There are plenty of guys who I have flatly told “no man, you don’t need steroids, you need to diet/you need to eat, you need to work harder”. Which has (on more than one occasion) resulted in guys no longer talking to me or calling me a dick.

So while my rallying cries of ‘roid pride’ or ‘fuck natural’ may make it look like I advocate mass steroid use by every male, that could not be further from the truth. The truth is just harder and less snappy to formulate into a slogan.

Last nights gym session represented a new milestone for me.

Not because I hit a new PR on a particular lift. Or because I’m crippled with DOMS already. Why then?

Because one of the real big dudes asked if I would help to spot him. Slowly but surely, I’m claiming my rightful place in the Brotherhood. This is where I belong.

So if you desire seeing me get even bigger, seeing me masculinise further (or even just to see me get balder), drop me a DM and help to fund my transformation.

Current weight: 200.8 lbs.

It’s fair to say this suit from Slick It Up did not enjoy being stretched over my legs and shoulders. More than a few stitches gave up altogether.

But the fact that it remains in one piece is yet more evidence that I still have a lot more meat to gain. I won’t be satisfied until it’s left tattered to shreds by my hulking musculature.

Next blast coming this week. Giving some SARMs a try...

Came for his sky blue posers and handsome mug.

Ended up falling in love because of his acne-covered lat spread.

Focussed on his goal - MEAT - and nothing is gonna stop him.