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-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.

My Thoughts on Muscle Growth

I want to be big. Huge. I want to transform my body into a fantasy. Giant muscles, over-proportioned. Pleasing men with how perfect and huge and unreal I will be. Huge pecs, huge butt, huge legs, huge back, huge shoulders. I love everything that makes me feel less and less normal as I grow. I want it to be difficult to find clothes that fit. I want to be so huge it’s difficult to get dressed, so huge that I will breathe heavily with every big step I take. Doors and seats will be too small for me. Being huge and submissive is what gives me  confidence- it is my purpose. By getting huge I feel more submissive, more immobile and reliant, more of a slave to my addiction of constantly training to gain muscle. I want anyone who looks at me to know I’m a musclefreak trophyboy.                                                

The Cage

Arturo saw the cage´s door open. Part of him did not want to go inside, but the other part knew was the best idea. That duality always fighting. No winner, no loser, just an inner fight. He looked at the cage and then to Fran again.

"Come on, go inside, you have to do it," said Fran with a calm voice.

Arturo knew he was right and stepped inside.

Fran closed to door behind him and put the double chain and lock. Arturo´s breathing started to go faster. Maybe it was a bad idea after all. Panic incressed. Arturo grabs the bars with both hands and shakes them.

"Fran, let me out. I don't want to be here. Open de door... open it!"

"Arturo, look at me. Calm down, breath. Breath. You HAVE to be there. Soon everything will be over. Tomorrow the sun will rise and you, and everybody else will be fine. Ok?"

Fran´s voice calmed Arturo down. Breath. He sat on the floor and waited. In a couple minutes the moon would be on the zenith and it will start.

Fran sat in a chair at a fair distance from the cage and waited too. Any of them talked.

Fran almost fell to sleep when Arturo suddenly started groaning. Fran got on his feet and look at Arturo. This part was fascinating for Fran. Arturo was laying on the floor. His body was shaking and drops of sweat cover his face. The groaning became louder and louder. Pain and anger. His fists hit the floor. He got in his knees, and after that, struggling, he managed to get in his feet. Then the bones cracked. One single loud crack and Arturo was now 8.5 feet tall. Fran, almost under a hypnosis, walked towards the cage. Fran had seen that transformation dozens of times but always was captivating to see such power comes to life. Arturo grabbed the bars to the cage to enduring the pain and stay standing.

"Now the muscles" whispered Fran to nobody.

Arturo´s muscles started to move like something was under them. And they grow, and grow, and grow. His new body ripped his clothe off in pieces. In front of Fran was Arturo, but was not Arturo anymore, now was a muscled beast. Pure fury and primal instinct. Arturo now was the Bull, as Frans liked to call it. And for the last months, Frans was trying to tame that bull...

Finally, the transformation was complete and the Bull stood proud and powerful. He looked around him. The cage. Then he became aware of Frans presence. In a fast movement, the Bull extended his enormous arms thru the bars trying to grab Fran´s neck. Fran jumped back just in time to escape from his fists.

"Easy, easy... you are not going to kill me that fast, you monster," Said Fran in a playful way.

Fran looked at the Bull´s eyes. Was intimidating, but not to Fran, not anymore. And with an authoritative voice, he told him "Step back from the door"

The Bull did not move.

"Step back!!"

The Bull groaned and start shaking the cage. Looked like the cage and the whole cabin would colaps, but Fran quickly learned from the first nights so now he was sure that everything will contain the monster.

"Alright. Fuck you" Said Fran and walked away from the room. For a couple minutes Fran stayed in the other room listing the Bull groaning and roaring. For one moment he thought the Bull will break the chain, but everything stayed still. When finally the Bull calmed down, Fran got back in front of him and looking him to the eyes.

"Calm down. Calm down. I'm your Sir. Do you understand? We have been thru this... I´m-Your-Sir."

The Bull looked at Fran and did not move.

"I'm going to open the door. Do you understand? And you will control yourself. I WILL control you."

The Bull did not move. Just his pecs when up and down while he filled his lungs with air. That was the reason Fran came up with the name of Bull.

Fran took the key and opened the lock. Slowly he took the chain of the door. This is it, though Fran. And then he opened the door.

The Bull growl like never before and when to attack Fran. But Fran did not move. He stared into his eyes and commanded. "Stop!!"

And the Bull did.

They have one second looking at each other's eyes... but with that second everything falls in his place. Everyone knew from now on his place.

"Good boy," said Fran. "Now get in your knees"

The Bull did.

Fran grabs the same chain and lock that he used in the cage´s door and put then around the Bulls neck.

Fran contemplated the muscled beast that he had in his knees in front of him. That powerful Bull, tamed by him. "I did it," Said Fran. "I fucking did it" The Bull was his, he owned his personal beastly musclegod.

"Now, let's have some fun," Said Fran to his toy and smiled.

(A true story)

I was washing my car the other day. My wife came out and she stared at me for a couple minutes. I did not say anything. I just let her watch. But finally she said, “You look good. Different. I don’t know what is it, but is good. It’s not just your body, it’s something else. More... sexy. You look good” and then she went inside the house again a little bit confused.

I smiled. I smiled because I know what is it. Is my Master. I have a Master that talk with me and make me feel like a fucking bull. A Master that give me orders and everytine I obey I feel unstoppable. I submitted to him, and that made me found my place. I feel complete. He is not just sculping my body, he is increasing my selfsteam and transforming me in a fucking muscle sexual beast. But my wife doesn’t know all that... she is just enjoying the results of the work of my Master on me.

-Arturo

Day 1 of a real Extream Jocktoy Week.

Today I started an Extream Jocktoy Week as Fran has called it. Why? Because he told me to do it, and I answer: Sir, Yes, Sir!

This are basically his instructions:

1.- Wear that chain and lock around my neck ALL the time. I just alowed to take it off to workout and sleep.

2.- Use only the common shower at the gym to take a shower. No shower at home.

3.- Everyday, before go to the gym, I have to edge for about an hour.

4.- Wear ALL the time the same jock. I just can take it off when I’m edging so I can sniffing it while I stroke.

5.- NO cum.

6.- Write about this week everyday in Tumblr.

The chain and lock smell like oil and metal. Is a manly essence. And I love to feel the cold and heavyness of them on my neck and chest.

This week will be hellI, but will be a fun one too. I will make Sir proud. Did I mention that I have to do all this while he is away? But I have all you as witnesses of my journey in the Extreme Jocktoy Week.

-Arturo

@becumbigdumbjockboi @jockintraining

@meathead1997

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

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

Day 4 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week.

I’m exhausted. I groaned, growled, grunted at the gym. Was leg day and workout legs wearing a jock makes it special. I gave everting I had to make my legs grow. Some people stared at me for the noises I made, but I did not care, it was MY workout. Groaning made me feel more as a beast and improve my performance, that is all that matters.

The chain is still at my neck. The lock hang in my chest. Is heavy. The back of my neck is a little sore. But I’m so comfortable now with them. I’m complete.

My jock’s smell is intense. Reminds me my football team’s locker room back when I was in high school. Sniffing my jock while I edge makes me have all kind of twisted fantasies. The manly I feel the hornier I get. I’m even getting hard just writing this.

Today, I have to say, I missed my Sir. But I know he will be back soon and I will make him so fucking proud.

-Arturo

@brocomplex @brounderconstruction @rievous @justadumbjock @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @bigdumjockboy @thecollaredbf @meathead1997

Day 5 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week

I’m horny. I’m so fucking horny. Today was almost unbearable. I had to get out of my house. I went to a park and I ran 3 kilometers, every 500 meters I stoped and did 20 burpees. It was hot and I got soaking wet with my sweat, I took my shirt off and I felt every drop running my chest and back while the sun burned my skin. I felt tired but I pushed my body to continued until I reached my goal. It felt so good at the end. Barely breathing, exhausted, my chest expanding taking air in. So powerful.

I got in my car and I drove fast directly to the gym. I’m almost push people rushing to the weight room. I felt like a gorilla. I needed dumbbells in my hands. Hear the sound of discs hitting the floor. The sound of my own groaning echoing in the gym. I workout back:

*Pull ups x 4 8-10 reps

*T-bar rows x 4 8-10 reps

*Wide Grip Pulldowns x 4 10-12 reps

*Single Arm Dumbbell Rows x 4 10-12 reps

*Close Grip Pulldowns x 4 10-12 reps

I did it with the heaviest weights I could and almost no rest between reps. I was furious. I took all my sexual frustration on the weights. And I felt even more primal. My mind just went blank and all that existed was my muscles and those weights. So free. Finally I went to the shower. I felt my muscles while I washed myself. My cock got hard. I edged for a while thinking about the jock I’m now, about how good is have muscles pumped up and full, I edged thinking that the hand in my cock was somebody’s else. But I did not cum.

Get my body exhausted worked, and after I ate, I felt more relaxed. But then... Fran wrote me. He is not back yet but he was just checking on me and his pack. We chatted just for 35 minutes. And then he was gone again. And here I am, horny like a beast in a cage again. Today is going to be hard to sleep.

-Arturo

@jockbros @jockstrapstuds @brounderconstruction @rievous @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @alpha-jock-boy @dumbmusclejockboi @meathead1997

Day 6 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week

Sunday. I never workout in Sunday’s. Is my rest day. But this is Extreme Jocktoy Week so there is not rest day. First I did some fixings at home. Wearing just my jock and chain. I felt like Tarzan, Conan, or just a primal man that relay in his body and muscles to fix problems.

Later I started my hour of edging. This time I did it in front of a mirror. I flex. I grunted. I show off my muscles to myself. I punched my chest like a gorilla and I even licked my biceps. All this while I sniffed my jock. But I Did Not Cum.

With all that energy I was ready to go to the gym. Being challenged for a member of the pack, I did chest and biceps.

Chest

*Incline Dumbbell Press x 4 8-10 reps

*Incline Barbell Press x 4 6-8 reps

*Incline Dumbbell Flies x 4 8-10 reps

*Flat Barbell Press x 4 6-8 reps

*Flat Dumbbell Flies x 4 8-10 reps

Bicep

*Seated Alternating Curls x 3 8-10 reps

*Wide Grip EZ Curls x 3 8-10 reps

*Hammer Curls x 3 8-10 reps

*Curl DBs up alternatively, across body x 3 8-10

At the locker room, after my shower, I got dress and I put my chain on. Some guys saw me do it. It was amazing when I looked them at their eyes and they looked down in silence.

The rest of the afternoon I spend it feeding my body, drinking protein shakes and resting on my bed watching TV. Tomorrow is Monday. Back to work, but my jock and chain stay on me. I’m a beast. I’m a muscled Jocktoy

-Arturo

@jockbros @jockstrapstuds @brounderconstruction @rievous @jockintraining @becumbigdumbjockboi @alpha-jock-boy @meathead1997

Day 7 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week

Day 7. Seven days using the same jock. Seven day wearing a chain and a lock around my neck. 7 days becoming a muscled jock, a Jocktoy.

I feel stronger after this 7 days. Physically and mentally. I have pushed harder than ever at the gym. I increased the weights in every single workout. My clothe is tighter. And now I think I can achieve anything I want. I don’t care what people think and I feel proud to be who I am.

Today I went to the gym early in the morning. Before leave the house I grabbed a T-shirt and I cut it with some scissors. I’m improving my jock look. And it fit me. Was Shoulder day.

*Seated Dumbbell Shoulder Press x 4 8-10

*Side Lateral Dumbbell Raises x 4 10-12 reps

*Standing Cable Face Pulls x 4 10-12 reps

*Standing Military Press x 4 8-10

*Dumbbell Arnold Press x 4 8-10

*Seated Dumbbell Rear Deltoid Raise x 4 10-12

*Dumbbell Shrugs x 4 15-20

Nothing like a good shoulder workout to make you feel wider and bigger.

At home I worked just wearing my chain and jock. But my mind was not 100% at work. I spend every 5 minutes looking at the window looking for the UPS truck. Last Friday I bought my first Pump! jock and today it supposed to arrive... finally did!

Now I’m waiting for my Sir to comeback and give me permission to put it on. I can’t wait.

-Arturo

@becumbigdumbjockboi @brounderconstruction @jockintraining @rievous @jockbros @jockstrapstuds @alpha-jock-boy @meathead1997

Workout, eat clean, supplements, rest. A jock life. I have been in this journey of become Fran’s muscle Jocktoy for almost a year. I have changed physically and mentally a lot. But even I have enjoyed every minute of this journey, some times becomes “normal” for me. Until something happen and reminds me that being a Jocktoy makes me stand out above the others.

Yesterday I was working at the office. Suddenly an old coworker came by for some paperwork. And as soon he saw me he shouted:

“Damn, Arturo, you have been working out!! You are big!!”

No, “hello”. No “how have you been?”. He’s first and only comment was about my new body. At first his comment got me by surprise, but then, without thinking, I started flexing my arms and chest as the Jocktoys that I am. He looked at me and then he told to the nearest guy that was there: “He used to be skinny, now he have muscles!”

I said thanks, we shaked hands and he left.

I got back to work and then my mind turned on again, and I told to myself “What the fuck was that?!!” People noticing my improvements, Me flexing and showing off my muscles. All that is new to me... and I love it!!

I am a jock. I am a Jocktoy. I am Fran’s Jocktoy. I have found my place.

-Arturo

They said that there is a line between human and beast. That some people sometimes cross that line and become in touch with their inner beast. I say: Fuck the line! Become a primal animal. Embrace your manliness, accept your power and be the BEAST that you have been destined to be.

That is what Fran has taught me, now I’m free.

-Arturo

2018-2019

Today happened something at my office and Fran told me to share it with you guys, so here it goes:

Today we had a “party” at the office (meaning cake and coffee in the conference room) I was siting and talking with a friend (girl) and then I went for more coffee. But when I came back I saw cake in my chair, so I assumed I was siting in a piece of cake. I touched my ass to see if I have some there but I couldn’t tell so I naturally I ask to my friend: “Do you see some cake on my pants?, I think I sat on cake” And I turned around so she can see if I did.

She did not answer but I noticed everybody was quiet. Everybody was looking at me. I told them, that I thought I sat in a cake and then I shake off my ass with my hand.

And a guy said: “Well, I guess that’s this years Christmas present for everybody” And everybody started laughing.

They started joking around about they want to clean my pants so I needed to take it off, that they don’t see well so they had to check again, that my ass was better than the cake, that I had some cake on my shirt so also I needed to take it offs... stuff like that.

I was the center of attention, well, my body was, and I loved it! I felt so proud. A fucking real jock right there.

Most of you don’t know but when this year started I was 165-170 lbs and I’m general I had not many plans or goals for this year, but then I changed my actitud, I got encourage for Fran, and now I finish the year with all my coworkers admiring and commenting about my muscle body and me feeling like a million dollars.

I know 2019 is going to be even better, because I have decided since today, and if I had changed so much just having Fran... what is going to happen now that I have a whole Pack?!!

(By the way... I had not cake in my pants hahaha)

-Arturo

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Hapoy 2019 to all the Pack, our friends and followers (we have more than 400 now, what?!).

Fran and I wish you the best, but don’t be one of those people who will see “what the year will bring”, be the kind of people who takes of the year what you want to have. Make your opportunities, work hard, fight your battles, and enjoy what you have earn.

We are ready to grow, to get stronger and manlier. We are ready to go even further this year and sharing our journey. We will grow the Pack and help them to achieve their goals... and having so much fun in the proses!

We are ready, are you?

-Arturo

My journey continues

Is 2019 and my journey to become Fran’s Jocktoy is still in process. Has been a year and A LOT he has taught me. I had follow (and achieved) dozens of instructions.

I have changed. Physically and mentally. I’m better now.

But is not enough. Now I want more. I had found my place. I’m more powerful when I submit to him. I WANT MORE. Lucky for me, Frans wants more from me too.

As part of my training/evolution/transformation He demand me to cum whitout touching my cock. I dont know if you have tried, but for me was extremely hard. But I had to obey. He is my Sir. So I try. And try. And try. It was frustrating.

Finally one day I took off all my cloth and got in bed. I was determinated to achieve it this time. I touched my muscles, i squeezed my nipples, I grabbed my legs. I thought about my Sir’s voice telling me to do it, to “Fucking cum now!” I imagined myself (as many times) being tied up from hands and feet and Fran owing my cock and milking me.

I let myself go and I started moaning, grunting, breathing deep and faster. My cock was rock hard. My muscles got tense and my back arched. My hands roughly touched all my body but the cock. His voice was deep in my head. Demanding, furious... that masculine voice that talk me knowing that I’m his... and I came. I started to shoot load and load of cum all over my abs. My cock jumping at every shoot. I roared as an animal. Was the most intense orgasm I ever had.

But I had to say that the best pleasure came when Fran told me that he was proud of me to achieved one more of his challenges. I’m also proud of myself 😏

-Arturo

The journey is not even close to end. We are just starting. I will keep growing and transforming my body and mind for my Sir. I have to be a good Soldier.

Everyday I wake up eager to keep pushing myself further. Improve my diet, harder workouts, looking for inspirational pics, dressing like a jock. I have to be a good Soldier.

And now, also, I have the responsibility to be an example for the Pack. Show them the way, be there to support them, challenge them and make them walk thru fire to be transform. I have to be a good Soldier.

Is a Jocktoy life. Everyday. That is my reality and I embrace it... because I am a good Soldier.

A good Jocktoy has to be always ready to show and prove that is worth to his Master.

Is about pride, is about the right thing to do. Is about purpose.

-Arturo

Leo Lumbar @bicepsinsleeves

Alpha Musk (A true story)

I had a shitty morning, and that day I took all my frustrations out lifting hard and grunting on each rep in the gym. Immediately after I went to the store to pick some stuff up. I still was with my sweaty gym clothe and to be honest I was still a little bit mad.

Inside the store I was walking on an aisle and a guy and a girl were walking towards me. The guy, as soon he saw me, grab his girl and pull her close to him. He looked threatened by me. She didn’t know what was happening, but when she saw me she smiled to me. We keep walking until they were at my back. There is when they started arguing. I just smiled and left them behind me.

All species can feel the alpha. The musk, the body, the actitud. You can feel threaten or attracted to it, but all know who is an alpha when you see him.

-Arturo