Stand Naked Before Your Owner.

Stand naked before your Owner.

Feel his gaze. Flex to make him proud.

He will inspect you.

Appraise you.

Sculpt you.

And if you’re a good beast, he might play with you.

Be the jocktoy you long to be.

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?

Brotherhood.

Males are defined by the company they keep.

Seek men who inspire you. Who push you to grow. Mentally, physically. Men who won’t allow you to hold back, to shy away from unleashing your full potential. Men who won’t take “No” for an answer when they tell you you’ve got it in you to push that barbell one more time.

Men who won’t fear the companionship. Men who understand the primal need to touch, to own, to embrace you. Let your mouth open to receive their lust. Allow yourself to finally experience that absolute, that worry-free sense of belonging.

Allow yourself to grow for your brothers. Revel in the primal lust you ignite. Drop your clothes. Let the masks fall. Be who you were meant to be. A primal muscle god.

PUSH, HARDER.

Tom Faulk and Owen Michaels Bump! (2014)

Made stronger through deep male bonding.

Owned.

A jocktoy’s hunger for his musclemate’s approval. An Alpha toying with his muscle pup. You can sense how badly the jocktoy wants his Alpha to take charge. He’s getting excited, shivering. Sculpted, chain around the neck. Bro cap. He’s being grown into a massive bull. And it feels so right. He’s gotten used to wearing little next to his Owner. Still covered in sweat from his last lifting sesh, he’s lusting to feel his Owner’s tongue, his manly touch. His approval. This is the transformative power of brotherhood. Turn into that virile, primal beast. Surrender to the need to GROW. Your fast hardening cock knows it’s what you long for.