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My bro Ricardo is awesome, send our captain @hypnogold a dm if ya wanna be like us
No.6
I never thought a quick peek in a clothes store would become, this is me, Ryan, kinda rebel, skater, music kinda make a habit of looking different since like forever.
Weird how that new store opened so fast, not sure if Ever seen anyone going in there either. Indie vintage stores are life tho so imma check it out. Big mistake turns out soon as I was in there was mostly sports stuff deffo not sorta stuff imma wear.
Weird how there's something shiny back there like metalicky. it was almost like I gotta have a look at it. This shiny, gold Nike hoodie and matching trackies like its so soft man, feels actually kinda nice this material.
This is wayyy not my style man like wouldn't ever wear this, but its so nice, kinda, wtf. Next thing i knew i was in the changing rooms like as if my subconscious made me come in here. I pulled off my tank and jeans kicking off the Converse I always wore still barely thinking what I was doing.
Looking in the mirror, nervous as fuck before I opened my eyes i saw myself, shiny, golden, wow this felt good almost like I could feel something inside changing. My old shoes on the floor I stared at for idk how long. Was then I saw the box, the box with white and gold Nike Air Max inside and a small note on the lid 'For you bro ;)' It said my mind said wtf? all that came outta my mouth was 'Yes broo'.
Fuck this felt amazing, where next bro? My body knew where.
Barbers down the road I can't even remember at this point if I been here before don't even care I slide into the chair, the guy with the gold rings and clippers just says 'Ur usual bro?' my reply 'Yea sound bro'.
Felt like ages at the barbers, remember other lads looking at the tracky, prob wanting it it feels an looks amazing, my bro cutting, feeling my hair fall away before he was finally finished. 'Cheers my bro see u next week' as I leave. I look like a different lad, feel like a different lad, think like a different lad. Can feel something wrong inside, like something is off, kinda like I gotta be skateboarding or something? Nahh I know where I gotta be.
The footie pitch felt like home, walking up was like inside me wanted to get on the field with the bros, the locker room was deserted, I went inside, the other door opened. It was my team, my bros, my life all wearing the gold kit that makes us one. Shit i don't have a shirt bro, but then I see it. No6, Ricardo, my name on our kit.
'Love the new look bro' says our Captain, 'Yeah bro gotta get us all these trackys show we bros on and off the pitch' he smirks and gives me my kit 'We just about to play bro, get your kit on cos we need you defending' I put it on and we get outside.
I slide on the kit, get my boots on and join my team.
Trust me bros, this is the best feeling in the world, with all my team, golden, unstoppable, united. This is my life now, footy, gym, sportswear and my bros 💛
Ricardo :)
First tf in a while, based on means my new gold bros, deffo gonna do more soon ;)
Yo my bros, Ricardo here ;) been living the life with my golden bros, never felt better can't even remember before seems like I always been one of the family. Captain Richard said last game we could hella use more players on the team, make us even stronger.
Used to remember hanging with Kai a lot, we hadn't messaged in a few days not met up in weeks. Kai's cool but kinda crazy, into crystals and festivals, deffo aint sporty.
Texted him if he wanted to meet me later on, wasn't expecting a reply soon enough I got back 'Yeah sure dude where tf you been and where abouts?' after I told him meet me outside of the footy pitch he was like 'Dude wtf you doing up there aha?' I sent back 'You'll see when you get here bro' he then said he was gonna set off and I waited near the shops nearby for him.
'Yoooo Kai, you good my bro?' he turned and his expression was like crazy 'Fuckk Ryan, wtf happened to you like dude, gold tracksuit!? And ur hair?' he looked me up and down 'Yeah bro looks fit af don't it? Aint Ryan anymore btw its Ricardo now yea?' 'Hmm yeahhh' he said back sounding soo confused.
I looked at my phone 'Shit bro gotta be somewhere, wanna walk with me' he nodded and we walked off, him still glancing at my clothes, air max, everything. He didn't rlly speak loads Kai's always been kinda quiet tho tbh most he said was when he saw we were heading at the footy pitch 'This where we going dude, like you play now or somethin?' 'Yeah my bro I play defence, no feeling like being on the pitch in kit trust' he did an awkward smile and followed me up to the door to the locker rooms prob curious about everything.
'Soo wtf we doing here?' he said once we were inside him eyeing up the gold kits hung up along the walls 'Got a match my bro, team is like family so gotta be here' he nodded watching as i pulled off my hoodie and took my shirt off its hangar 'What you want me to do then dude, I aint chilling in here until you done' 'Nah bro you can come watch, might enjoy it yano' he didn't look convinced, he was looking at the kits hung next to him he then looked at me finally kitted up with my boots on. Saw him mouth the word 'Wow' despite tryna hide it. 'Like what you see bro?' Kai seemed tranced by the kit, he just nodded slowly. I took the shirt behind him off its hanger 'Wanna try it bro reckon its your size' he stared at it started to say 'Na dude this so aint my....' his voice faded out as he took the shirt.
He took his hoodie off, slid the shirt over his dreads, next part was like he was on autopilot, shorts, socks boots laced up fuck he looked so good in the kit, gold and shiny just like the rest of us. After he laced up the boots he almost jumped off the bench 'Yo bro we playin yea?' he said grinning 'Fuck ye bro lets win it' we fist bumped and got out on the field, after all the team was waiting.
Fuckk bro turns out the dude is a natural, never played before he got insane skills with the ball. We won the match, dream team, after the match while leaving the field our Captain put his hand over his shoulder 'Welcome to the team Xavier' he smiled 'Sickk Captain, see yous for training yea?'
Didn't take long for Xavier to get into it all, he's one of best, always training to get better, spends most of his free time at the gym, he even now goes that barbers I said he should try, gotta look good out there.
Sorted him out a new place as well, bros gotta help each other out, needed a roomie and he was so down for it, always watching footie together, training together, playing together swear down he can bench way better at the gym than me bro props jealous he gettin all the looks.
Always play together, bro is a force on the pitch, like he lives a breathes footy. Trust my bros this team is unbeatable.
Few weeks in and bro is getting ripped! Gotta start asking him what his secrets are, he deffo spill, after all we family now ;)
Sorted him out a full new wardrobe as well, wasn't into the stuff he use to wear, gotta be gold now bro and drippy af got the bros on the team asking where he get the fits from.
Xavier and our other new bros took the team to even bigger leagues, Captain is always looking for new players. You wanna be like Xavier don't u? 💛, you wanna be golden yea? 💛 U want this bro get kitted ;) 💛
Ended up on part 2 lol had some sick pics had to use em, might do more featuring Xavier what we think? 💛💛💛
Hot as always my bro 💛🔥
Face the Music
Part 1
How tf did I end up here, Starbucks, Saturday morning days already fucking up. Literally just went in for one of them matcha lattes and theres already some dude causing a headache.
'Ay dios mio, like serious bro!?' This guy's card had declined twice and despite the queue stood behind he wasn't gonna take no. Saw the guy the minute he walked in after me, ripped as hell, blonde curly hair, lotta gold jewellery and dressed in gold nikes, gold gym shorts and gold compression hoodie which no surprise he wore unzipped showing off the chains sitting on his pecs. The words 'narcissist' and 'douche' went through my head as I watched him finally relent and reach in his pocket for some notes.
'Charlie!' shouted the barista as she put my latte on the counter, after thanking her and turning round I went straight into the guy dressed in gold, or more he went into me, wayy too busy on his phone to notice mere mortals like me. Next thing I know my latte splashed all over the floor and my shoes, managed to dodge most of it but my vans were soaked with matcha, fucking great...
'Ohhh shiitt brooo!, I'm soo sorry' He seemed genuinely apologetic tbh, as he helped me pick up the now empty cup 'Its chill man' I said back, it wasn't, inside I was pissed but this dude looks like he could literally break a stick like me in half with them muscles. 'Lemme buy you another bro' I replied 'Its fine honest' but again he wasnt gonna take no 'No bro am serious its least I can do' he slapped my upper arm and turned back to the barista and ordered another.
'Yoo bro you wanna come chill with me for a bit, while your shoes like dry out?' Fuckk noo I usually avoid airheads like this guy like wtf do they talk about besides gym, sports, working out and who they fucked this week, I started to shake my head but he just smiled at me and nodded over to some chairs in the window. He dropped to the chair opposite as I perched on the edge of mine as he handed me my drink.
'Sooo what's your name my bro?' 'Charlie, I'm 26' I replied 'Ahhh sweet bro I'm Xavier am 26 too, sorry bout your kicks bro and your drink' he had a slight accent, kinda hispanic 'Its fine man seriously' I said while avoiding his gaze 'Nah bro it aint I feel so bad amigo' I really felt like saying, yeah you should maybe watch where your going, but the dude was just so chill about the whole thing 'Trust bro gotta help people out I'm a footballer and ur team is ur family bro gotta look after' I nodded and did a forced smile as I sipped my coffee he took a swig from his and then asked 'Soo what is it you do bro?' 'I'm in a band man' I said sheepishly 'Nooo wayy bro, you big like you on insta?' Jesus he already wants to follow me next thing he be wanting to be best of friends 'Not rlly that big we only do a few stuff locally' he nodded and grinned 'You need to get on socials bro you could be like loco popular' I have like no socials at the min, and the ones I do am quiet on 'Yeah I got nothing I wanna post about tho' he took another swig 'Trust bro you could be amazing' I just did a polite smile occasionally glancing at him through my fringe while slowly sipping my latte.
I finished it and placed it down which point he looked at my still damp shoes and said 'Ur kicks bro naa can't walk in them you wanna ride?' I shook my head he replied 'Is all good my bro wherever you wanna go I'll drop you' This point there aint much more I can do except go for it, let him drop me home and hopefully alone. He led me outta Starbucks to his car, a gold convertible Porsche, wow this guy must be earning as he got in, I took a breath and slid into the passenger seat.
The drive was kinda uneventful, apart from some smalltalk he didn't really say much other than ask my address, until we pulled up at mine that is 'Yo you wanna swap numbers bro?' I didn't expect that 'Um how common like we only just met?' I said 'Yeah bro but we kinda vibe if you get me you now amigo' he gave me a friendly shoulder punch and offered me his phone, gold cover of course and took mine to swap numbers he seemed to take a minute longer but eventually he handed it back 'Sweet bro, drop me a message sometime yea' 'Yeah okay sure man' He offered a fist bump and I gave a rather pathetic response and stepped out of the car.
About and hour after he dropped me off back home in Camden while I was chilling with the guitar I kept thinking about the guy who suddenly wants to be my bestie, I aint even a bit interested in sports but I think he's one of these new hot shot footballers with that team with the gold jerseys, wow he took that look to heart, I ended up looking on insta for any Xaviers in the area sure enough there he was subtle as always with his insta full of the sorta pics I expected.
"Day I joined up my bros, TEAM IS FAMILY!" Yep definitely one that treats his mates like they are related.
"New day new fit ;) like it up my bros" Definitely vain, very vain.
"Trainings life bros, remember that" Shitt so many pics on here of this guy in the gym, like he not do anything else other than gym, football and pose on here? Finally he had a story up posted today I had a cheeky look.
"Met a new amigo today, Charlie, if ur out there just know ur a real bro and hope u gonna have a blessed day" his story had some loud rap music over the top of it, kinda typical, but I was also kinda mortified about being name dropped in some guys story, especially one with this many followers, thank fuck he didn't tag me...
The day after was quiet apart from me not sleeping so I was tired af, band practice in the morning basically killed me, I was on my way home and then outta nowhere I got a message 'Soo my bro you doing good yea?' it was from Xavier, I sent back 'All good ty, just gonna head home I need sleep man' 'Ayy amigo message me later bro can speak after match yea' I just replied with 'Sure good luck ;)' I got home and basically collapsed on the bed, I still couldn't sleep tho so I broke out my airpods and got my playlist out, usual stuff tbh mostly rock and metal don't rlly listen to anything else besides it chills me out soo I can sleep.
After drifting in and out for idk how long I woke up, first thing I noticed was my music, it was drill sorta music, how tf? I never listen to this shit so how's it on my playlist. I clicked pause and it just went off, nowhere to be seen, huh must have lent of the phone or something, come to think of it it's the same sorta music in Xavier's story yesterday.
It was only half 1 so figured may as well have a walk out somewhere, town probably, I was still half awake and not rlly paying attention until I noticed across the street, This sports store selling hella golden clothes, kit etc, must be where Xavier shops since his entire life is pretty much gold at this point, my brain didn't tell me to do it but I ended up walking inside this place and right over to an expensive looking display of gold football kits, Xavier's kit, the music playing over the speakers was that same sorta drill rap on my playlist, the same on Xavier's story, like this shit is starting to get freaky man...
alwayz hot mah bro! 💛💛
Face the Music
Part 2
Part 1 here
What the actual fuck was I doing in here, this store full of golden street and sport wear for people like Xavier, airheads, like not even anything like me.
'Hey there bro what can I help you with?' a store attendant dressed in a gold hoodie swooned in on me. 'Um yea, am, fine thanks' the attendant looked me carefully 'Whats your name my guy?' he asked 'Um Charlie...' his face lit up 'Charlie Frost?' I nodded slowly, how tf this guy know who I am, he deffo don't look like your typical fan of my band... 'Thats great my bro, your a friend of Xavier's, he is one of our store partners, plus the we are lucky enough to be one of only a small number of stores to carry the official team kit of the team he plays for!' fml the guy already reckons we are bffs, probs told everyone he knows, great means half of London will know now based on how many followers he has...
'Well Xavier dropped by yesterday and we have a gift on hold for you, only his closest friends get VIP treatment so anything you need you let me know' My mind was a hive of questions and confusion right now, I'm suddenly one of "closest friends"? He dropped in here and left me a gift like surely he knew this is the kinda place I'd never shop at and what is this "gift" anyhows?
The attendant hurried back with a expensive looking gold bag, sorta like thing you find in designer stores, tied up oh so elegantly with a matching golden ribbon so I couldn't peek inside 'Here's your gift Mr Frost, compliments from Xavier, Captain Richard and the entire Golden Team' 'Thanks I guess' I said still confused while he handed me the bag 'Oh and remember if you need a wardrobe upgrade, friends of our partners and team members get a discount' I nodded with a forced smile 'Okay thanks, see you' great now I gotta walk home with this bright gold bag, looking like I just dropped mad dollar on whatever is inside.
Getting home and in my room I was eager to see what was in this bag, chances are it would be something I wouldn't never be seen out in, but curiosity wins, I untied the ribbon and lifted the tissue paper out, there was a note on top "Charlie amigo, this is again to say sorry for the latte, plus I thought it would suit you so well, enjoy my bro ;)" dude really feels bad about spilling a latte, most guys wouldn't give a shit, at least he does I thought while opening the tissue paper.
'OH FUCK NO!?' Inside was a full golden football kit, shirt, shorts socks and boots, Xavier's team, there was no name on the back of the shirt only a number 33, it was brand new though and felt so silky in my hands like the material was way sleeker than anything in my wardrobe. I kicked off my vans and jeans, slid my shirt off without even thinking, like my body just did without my brain telling it to, first the shorts, then socks, I then laced the boots up, perfect size, how tf he know? Finally I slid the shirt on.
Fuckk this felt weird, nice, but weird like wtf was I doing, I finally stood back and looked in the mirror.
Wtf Charlie like this is so not me.... fuck I look so good... where did that come from? The thought shot in and outta my head like a bullet like this shit is freaky, I couldn't stop looking myself up and down until my phone buzzed. It was Xavier, 'Brooo hope you enjoy it, saw it and thought would suit you so well amigo, speak later after gym yea' I had my thumbs ready to type, ready to ask a lotta questions about why, how, what but 'Yeah bro this feels amazing thanks soo much an speak later ;)' Still questioning my own mind at this point I yawned, still tired I thought i'd crash for a bit with my music and grab food later on, I was about to change but this material man, its sooo nice, like way it feels is perfect, I laid down on my bed, airpods in I got my playlist up again.
I drifted off to some metal, must have been fully asleep since my mind started to wander, was like the music began to warp, faded in and out at first but soon it sounded like classic rap, my mind wandered again, ton how good the kit was, how amazing it felt and how amazing it made Xavier look, like if only, I'm so skinny and pale to look that good, muscles would hella fill the sleeves of this kit up so nice.
Fuck that be hot, be so amazing to impress Xavier and his bros, nahhh emo like me aint ever gonna pull that, the drill music continued along with a almost unnoticeable 'BE GOLDEN BRO' far out in the background.
'FOOTBALL, TEAM, FAMILY, BROS, GYM, GOLDEN'
Bros are family man, what bros? Ur team of course, the team who's kit you wear and are proud of, a kit for football, never played it, nah bro you always wanted to. Like Xavier your bro, you wanna be just like.
Your bro who you there for, your team who are family, we are golden, gotta fit with it tho, what about my band? Bandmates are temporary, bros are forever, gotta be one, gotta be a bro, the drill rap gets louder.
Golden bros know the code, always, TRAIN, ugh yea we gotta sort this body out bro get ripped like Xavier, UR TEAM IS LIFE BRO, fuck owe it to Captain Richard, giving me a chance to play, FOOTBALL IS LIFE.
My phone buzzed and I woke up, Xavier 'Soo you gonna meet me at practice later bro?' I sent back 'Fk yea bro always' already had my kit on I opened my wardrobe, deffo needed more gold kit bro but is sound for now grabbing the car keys I set off.
New G-Wagen was sure gonna impress my bros, rap on the stereo, golden my bro I thought as I reached the pitch, fuck is like a golden sunrise today bro feel better than ever.
The team was already waiting, Dylan saw me approach 'Bros Kingston finally here!' I stepped out of the car slid my puffer off reveal the back of my kit "KINGSTON" "33" Captain Richard was waiting 'Kingston my bro you ever gonna turn up on time?' he grinned 'Captain you know me gotta keep em anticipating' the bros laughed we went to the field.
After practice Xavier came over 'You good my bro?' he put his arm round me 'Yea my bro was gonna ask u tho, need to get my socials sorted out u help me get sum reach?' he smiled 'Thought you'd never ask bro'.
Turns out bro is hot property, Team hooked me up with some sick clothes stores, when I aint playing, gotta get them insta followers, golden lifestyle is it bro.
"Remember my bros, gotta train that body to worship it"
"When life's GOLDEN aint nothing else to compare 💛"
"Team are family bro, without it no chance"
"#goldenarmy"
"Fit check, picked out by my bros @scott-golden9 and @dylangold20 ;)"
"Was a nobody once bros, I embraced Gold and became somebody, u want the same u gotta embrace, become a golden bro with us 💛"
Long story I know bros, more coming hopefully soon special thanks to @dylangold20 for helping me out with the idea for this one. Wanna be like Kingston and Xavier? Join us bros an message our Captain 💛💛
Just a few days ago, they were grindin' in the research and development field. Now they're out here hustlin' to sculpt those abs of steel and empty their balls.
💛💛💛
Revenge is a dish best served Gold
Part 2
Part 1 here
Where tf was he? I'd texted the little fuck like 20 times for him to come meet me downstairs and he hadn't showed. I'd seen him like sprint up the stairs, prob had lotta drink, but he never drinks not even at home so idek why he would be.
I went back inside, waded through the mass of people still partying and dragged myself up the stairs, swear down I never asking him again like, I aint his babysitter. Walking down the dim hallway I saw one door was ajar, all the others closed, something glinted in the room as I pushed open the door.
Fuck in the bedroom there was this golden figure, slightly taller than me, super muscular and completely covered in gold, kinda weird and freaky but idk it was kinda hot in a way, where tf was Ashton tho? I looked in the ensuite bathroom, nobody. On my way out I saw it, Ashton's hoodie that sleeveless black one he loves just on the floor, his jeans were also there as well as his vans, I checked the shoes, same size, picking up the hoodie it smelled of his Hollister body spray.
It was then my eyes moved to the gold figure, like was this some sick joke he was playing? I reached out slowly and touched its chest, it felt kinda warm, like a body, not something inanimate. I them moved my hand down to its central chest when I felt it... A heartbeat. This thing was alive! Whatever tf it was. I recoiled slowly, clutching Ashton's hoodie as if for protection from this thing, backing up slowly I felt for the door handle and slipped out of the room.
I shakily walked back down the hallway, almost looking over my shoulder, hoping to see Ashton jump out with a shitty grin on his face. I left the party didn't say bye to anyone, all I could think about was what I'd seen and wtf had happened to Ashton, as pathetic as the guy was it bothered me he hadn't replied, he usually replies like right away, and his clothes, next to that thing in the room like it had something to do with me not being able to find him.
I stayed up a little while, looking at my phone every few mins while occasionally taking a swig from the beer I got out the fridge. I'd already checked upstairs and he wasn't there, or in the bathroom, fuck this had me worried.
Eventually after two more beers I had to go to bed, like he's an adult but this aint like him at all, swear god if it turns out he's finally grown a pair and got laid imma actually kill the guy.
I barely slept, when I got up I felt like shit, I checked his room again, empty, downstairs was the same. While I was having coffee all I did was stare at the door.
I waited a bit, but eventually I needed a shower after last night, it might chill me out a bit. During my shower I heard noises in the house, quickly I got myself dried and threw on my stuff, when I went downstairs though that was when I saw him.
'Oye brooo how u sleep, sweet party last night huh?' he spoke in a slightly Spanish sounding accent, deep and masculine 'W-who the fuck are you?!' I stuttered slowly pacing away from this stranger in my living room 'Ey bro don't be like that u know who this is' he pulled on his shoes, gold air force one's matching the Gucci tracksuit he wore 'No s-seriously who tf are you!' I yelled 'Brooo where u been its me ur roomie' Wait... 'Ashton?!' I said wide eyed looking at this guy 'Yeaaa my bro but not Ashton anymore bro, had a lil upgrade yea its Diego now' what happened to him last night, there were a million questions I had 'What tf happened to you, I thought you vanished?' he smiled a cheeky smile 'Nah don't worry bout me my bro I just waiting for my ride, gotta get gym for session, if u wanna come u can, gotta get u some gear tho bro' I shook my head 'What about your clothes?' I reached out and pulled his sleeveless hoodie off the table and offered it to him 'That aint me anymore bro, gotta have the drip yano' he gestured at his Gucci tracksuit 'Oh and nice reaction to me last night bro, you looked so loco' my mind began to piece it together as he got up 'Wait... that was you... the golden statue in the bedroom... wtf was that?' he grinned as he slung his bag over his shoulder 'Like I said broo, lil upgrade, I gotta fly my bro I be back for u later' he then left, I scrambled to the window to see him get in a gold Range Rover waiting outside, the windows were dark so I didn't see who was behind the wheel.
This was crazy, like was I dreaming or high or something like how tf did little scrawny lad from Oklahoma somehow become this masculine, ripped, Hispanic dude wearing all gold, just like the guys at the party last night. I then went upstairs to get changed, I had a peek in his room, it was completely different, kinda dark and moody, football stuff everywhere, gym clothes and weights on the floor. I went in his wardrobe cupboard, it was filled with golden clothes, all typical guys drip, opposite of my style tbh, was all brands id never wear, Nike, Adidas, Gucci etc and a lotta gold trainers.
Hung in pride of place though was a gold football kit, boots as well. It was the same as the ones some guys were wearing at the party last night.
Must be Ashton's or "Diego" was almost as if I could hear his voice again, I pulled it off the hanger, feeling the silky material, 'C'mon my bro give it a try' I heard his voice in the back of my mind 'Trust bro u will love it' I started to strip before I knew what I was doing, pulling my t-shirt off kinda like my mind was phasing. I was about to slip it on when I heard Diego's voice again 'Nah my lil bro gotta do it props' my eyes were drawn to a basket with gold shiny Nike boxers sitting on the top, they looked brand new, fuck they looked hot.
I stepped outta my PJ shorts, even took off my socks before sliding on the boxers, they felt amazing, I loved my vintage stuff man, but fuck these felt so nice. I then put on the shirt, wow surprised it fit me, but it was perfect just like the boxers felt like the fabric glided over my skin like wtaf why did this feel so good, sooo not my sorta outfit.
I the heard Diego again 'Seee my lil bro don't that feel good' I nodded and the voice spoke again 'U gotta complete the look thooo my bro' my eyes looked around and landed on a pair of gold Nike tracksuit pants grabbing them I put them on, wanting to feel more of this stuff on my body almost like my skin was glowing, like a warmth across it. 'Now get some kicks on lil bro' I saw the gold Nike TNs waiting for me and slid my feet into them, only ever wore vintage shoes before these were like release, so comfy and looked so good, 'Now lil bro go check urself out' I slowly stepped towards the mirror in the corner.
This felt so wrong, I couldn't stop wearing it tho it felt so good, Diego looked amazing in his stuff this morning, I wanted to be like him, it was then I heard him 'Oye brooo you like it don't u, u wanna be like ur big bro' I looked at myself in the mirror, wearing this outfit, the image back at me began to distort slightly. Same time I felt the warmth on my skin get more intense, I saw my hair start to change, it got shorter and curlier starting to look like the sorta trim footballer lads have, I started to get nervous, my hair was like one of my best features, I don't wanna lose it 'Nahhh lil bro gotta get u looking like u belong in the kit' I heard Diego's voice again.
I saw my face start to de-age, body get slightly smaller and skin become smoother and tanned, starting to look like I was a teenager 'Lil bro you finally looking like u belong with us' the changes continued in the mirror as the final form took shape.
My reflection now looked like a Hispanic teenage football fan, my reflection grinned back at me looking in my eyes, I was frozen in place seeing those brown eyes look back at me, my eyes, I felt my thoughts starting to rewrite, vintage 70s clothes replaced with shiny gold streetwear and sports kit, drinking with mates replaced with training with bros at the gym, music replaced by football, my eyes started to glaze over as my body started to reshape itself, into a perfect version of my reflection, inside I was screaming but it felt so good inside. My new identity was taking shape in my mind I felt the new me Luis being born outta the old Matty, no longer the 25 year old vintage clothes and music obsessed narcissist, now the teenage football fan, not old enough to join the team yet but in training to follow my brother Diego's footsteps 'Yeeee my brother how's it feel' I replied my accent and voice unrecognisable '¡Órale! Bro this is amazing!' I felt my mind start to focus back as I saw my new self all I could do was grin my dumb face off.
Later on there was a honk outside, it was Diego, he yelled up from the street 'Yooo lil homie get down here got somethin to show!'
Coming out the door I saw it, my older bro, on the hood of his new ride 'It came lil bro finally picked it up what you think?'
'Broo this looks sickkk' I went to check it out with wide eyes, proud of my bro 'Now I aint gotta beg for rides off the team oye?'
This was my life now bros, Matty slowly faded to become a distant memory, maybe once in a while I would see a guy wearing 70s clothes and long hair in my thoughts but these were soon gone, replaced my Luis thoughts bout when my bros next game was, I gotta always watch him and the team play, if he can he always tried get me in the events to meet the bros. Captain Richard said me that when am lil older they gonna get me trained up as one of their new players since my bro says am so good already just gotta improve bro then one day imma be golden just like my idol my big bro Diego.
Seriously bro one day imma play for the team, and I can't wait 💛
You wanna be like Diego and Luis, join up an be part of Golden Army bros 💛💛💛
New tfs in works out soon ;)
Here are some of our Golden Team Boxers, modelling for the team photos, and it is another sport we do as part of The Golden Army, all of these boxers are Alphas and always win their matches as their opponents underestimate them.
@toxicafaesthetic
@brodygold
@romangolden68
Come and join us bros or we have other openings like mascot, waterboy etc..so if you want join hmu brahs
Just a little photoshoot of the cocky GOLDEN GOD Alpha Hercules, showing off his godly huge muscles, his worshippers waiting while the photoshoot is going on and they drool seeing him.
Just a little photoshoot of the cocky GOLDEN GOD Alpha Hercules, showing off his godly huge muscles, his worshippers waiting while the photoshoot is going on and they drool seeing him.
You'd found the tracksuit while looking on Vinted for new clothes, and had to have them. They were cheap too, so it just made sense to you to buy them, and the horny feeling you got just looking at the picture of them was enough to convince you.
A few days later and they arrived, and you were more than eager to try them on. As you slipped them on, you could feel your cock hardening, stiffening in the trackie pants that youd decided to go commando in. You gave your cock a quick tug, then slipped the hoodie on, caving into the urge to wear it without a shirt. The clothes smelled of sweat and cheap lynx deoderant, which youd noticed when opening them, but the scent was stronger now you wore them, invading your nostrils and overpowering all other smells in your room.
It was driving you insane, making your brain fog and lose focus, you smelled like a lad, a chav, and it was great. What you didn't realise, lost in pleasure, eyes closed and hands feeling up your body, was that you were growing. Your muscles becoming more lean, your height increases to a solid 6 feet, and a beard growing in on your face. Your bones were becoming more angular, cutting a hard jawline, and making you have a more tough, chavvy look. A tattoo was forming on the back of your right hand, and your hair was shortening into a cut more befitting of you new form. As you fondled your cock it grew, resting at a solid 7 inches with the foreskin back, uncut. Your balls felt full and heavy, and you could smell the combination of the musk, deoderant, and smell of smoke that now came from your body as well as the clothes. It was overwhelming you, making you blank and docile as it reworked your mind. New thoughts were seeping in, dumber, hornier thoughts, of how hot you were and how much you needed a cig.
Memories were seeping in too, of playing footie with your mates, or running an only fans, findomming pathetic subs and working out every so often to stay in shape. You were jerking off, waves of pleasure coursing through your being, and those waves carried new language, vocabulary, and a new name. Aaron. That's right, you were Aaron. A propa lad through and through.
Aaron came, soaking his, no your, trackies, and headed out to play footie with your mates, and get some booze on the way, probably nicking the beer like the badass you were.
Face the Music
Part 2
Part 1 here
What the actual fuck was I doing in here, this store full of golden street and sport wear for people like Xavier, airheads, like not even anything like me.
'Hey there bro what can I help you with?' a store attendant dressed in a gold hoodie swooned in on me. 'Um yea, am, fine thanks' the attendant looked me carefully 'Whats your name my guy?' he asked 'Um Charlie...' his face lit up 'Charlie Frost?' I nodded slowly, how tf this guy know who I am, he deffo don't look like your typical fan of my band... 'Thats great my bro, your a friend of Xavier's, he is one of our store partners, plus the we are lucky enough to be one of only a small number of stores to carry the official team kit of the team he plays for!' fml the guy already reckons we are bffs, probs told everyone he knows, great means half of London will know now based on how many followers he has...
'Well Xavier dropped by yesterday and we have a gift on hold for you, only his closest friends get VIP treatment so anything you need you let me know' My mind was a hive of questions and confusion right now, I'm suddenly one of "closest friends"? He dropped in here and left me a gift like surely he knew this is the kinda place I'd never shop at and what is this "gift" anyhows?
The attendant hurried back with a expensive looking gold bag, sorta like thing you find in designer stores, tied up oh so elegantly with a matching golden ribbon so I couldn't peek inside 'Here's your gift Mr Frost, compliments from Xavier, Captain Richard and the entire Golden Team' 'Thanks I guess' I said still confused while he handed me the bag 'Oh and remember if you need a wardrobe upgrade, friends of our partners and team members get a discount' I nodded with a forced smile 'Okay thanks, see you' great now I gotta walk home with this bright gold bag, looking like I just dropped mad dollar on whatever is inside.
Getting home and in my room I was eager to see what was in this bag, chances are it would be something I wouldn't never be seen out in, but curiosity wins, I untied the ribbon and lifted the tissue paper out, there was a note on top "Charlie amigo, this is again to say sorry for the latte, plus I thought it would suit you so well, enjoy my bro ;)" dude really feels bad about spilling a latte, most guys wouldn't give a shit, at least he does I thought while opening the tissue paper.
'OH FUCK NO!?' Inside was a full golden football kit, shirt, shorts socks and boots, Xavier's team, there was no name on the back of the shirt only a number 33, it was brand new though and felt so silky in my hands like the material was way sleeker than anything in my wardrobe. I kicked off my vans and jeans, slid my shirt off without even thinking, like my body just did without my brain telling it to, first the shorts, then socks, I then laced the boots up, perfect size, how tf he know? Finally I slid the shirt on.
Fuckk this felt weird, nice, but weird like wtf was I doing, I finally stood back and looked in the mirror.
Wtf Charlie like this is so not me.... fuck I look so good... where did that come from? The thought shot in and outta my head like a bullet like this shit is freaky, I couldn't stop looking myself up and down until my phone buzzed. It was Xavier, 'Brooo hope you enjoy it, saw it and thought would suit you so well amigo, speak later after gym yea' I had my thumbs ready to type, ready to ask a lotta questions about why, how, what but 'Yeah bro this feels amazing thanks soo much an speak later ;)' Still questioning my own mind at this point I yawned, still tired I thought i'd crash for a bit with my music and grab food later on, I was about to change but this material man, its sooo nice, like way it feels is perfect, I laid down on my bed, airpods in I got my playlist up again.
I drifted off to some metal, must have been fully asleep since my mind started to wander, was like the music began to warp, faded in and out at first but soon it sounded like classic rap, my mind wandered again, ton how good the kit was, how amazing it felt and how amazing it made Xavier look, like if only, I'm so skinny and pale to look that good, muscles would hella fill the sleeves of this kit up so nice.
Fuck that be hot, be so amazing to impress Xavier and his bros, nahhh emo like me aint ever gonna pull that, the drill music continued along with a almost unnoticeable 'BE GOLDEN BRO' far out in the background.
'FOOTBALL, TEAM, FAMILY, BROS, GYM, GOLDEN'
Bros are family man, what bros? Ur team of course, the team who's kit you wear and are proud of, a kit for football, never played it, nah bro you always wanted to. Like Xavier your bro, you wanna be just like.
Your bro who you there for, your team who are family, we are golden, gotta fit with it tho, what about my band? Bandmates are temporary, bros are forever, gotta be one, gotta be a bro, the drill rap gets louder.
Golden bros know the code, always, TRAIN, ugh yea we gotta sort this body out bro get ripped like Xavier, UR TEAM IS LIFE BRO, fuck owe it to Captain Richard, giving me a chance to play, FOOTBALL IS LIFE.
My phone buzzed and I woke up, Xavier 'Soo you gonna meet me at practice later bro?' I sent back 'Fk yea bro always' already had my kit on I opened my wardrobe, deffo needed more gold kit bro but is sound for now grabbing the car keys I set off.
New G-Wagen was sure gonna impress my bros, rap on the stereo, golden my bro I thought as I reached the pitch, fuck is like a golden sunrise today bro feel better than ever.
The team was already waiting, Dylan saw me approach 'Bros Kingston finally here!' I stepped out of the car slid my puffer off reveal the back of my kit "KINGSTON" "33" Captain Richard was waiting 'Kingston my bro you ever gonna turn up on time?' he grinned 'Captain you know me gotta keep em anticipating' the bros laughed we went to the field.
After practice Xavier came over 'You good my bro?' he put his arm round me 'Yea my bro was gonna ask u tho, need to get my socials sorted out u help me get sum reach?' he smiled 'Thought you'd never ask bro'.
Turns out bro is hot property, Team hooked me up with some sick clothes stores, when I aint playing, gotta get them insta followers, golden lifestyle is it bro.
"Remember my bros, gotta train that body to worship it"
"When life's GOLDEN aint nothing else to compare 💛"
"Team are family bro, without it no chance"
"#goldenarmy"
"Fit check, picked out by my bros @scott-golden9 and @dylangold20 ;)"
"Was a nobody once bros, I embraced Gold and became somebody, u want the same u gotta embrace, become a golden bro with us 💛"
Long story I know bros, more coming hopefully soon special thanks to @dylangold20 for helping me out with the idea for this one. Wanna be like Kingston and Xavier? Join us bros an message our Captain 💛💛
Well done bro
No.6
I never thought a quick peek in a clothes store would become, this is me, Ryan, kinda rebel, skater, music kinda make a habit of looking different since like forever.
Weird how that new store opened so fast, not sure if Ever seen anyone going in there either. Indie vintage stores are life tho so imma check it out. Big mistake turns out soon as I was in there was mostly sports stuff deffo not sorta stuff imma wear.
Weird how there's something shiny back there like metalicky. it was almost like I gotta have a look at it. This shiny, gold Nike hoodie and matching trackies like its so soft man, feels actually kinda nice this material.
This is wayyy not my style man like wouldn't ever wear this, but its so nice, kinda, wtf. Next thing i knew i was in the changing rooms like as if my subconscious made me come in here. I pulled off my tank and jeans kicking off the Converse I always wore still barely thinking what I was doing.
Looking in the mirror, nervous as fuck before I opened my eyes i saw myself, shiny, golden, wow this felt good almost like I could feel something inside changing. My old shoes on the floor I stared at for idk how long. Was then I saw the box, the box with white and gold Nike Air Max inside and a small note on the lid 'For you bro ;)' It said my mind said wtf? all that came outta my mouth was 'Yes broo'.
Fuck this felt amazing, where next bro? My body knew where.
Barbers down the road I can't even remember at this point if I been here before don't even care I slide into the chair, the guy with the gold rings and clippers just says 'Ur usual bro?' my reply 'Yea sound bro'.
Felt like ages at the barbers, remember other lads looking at the tracky, prob wanting it it feels an looks amazing, my bro cutting, feeling my hair fall away before he was finally finished. 'Cheers my bro see u next week' as I leave. I look like a different lad, feel like a different lad, think like a different lad. Can feel something wrong inside, like something is off, kinda like I gotta be skateboarding or something? Nahh I know where I gotta be.
The footie pitch felt like home, walking up was like inside me wanted to get on the field with the bros, the locker room was deserted, I went inside, the other door opened. It was my team, my bros, my life all wearing the gold kit that makes us one. Shit i don't have a shirt bro, but then I see it. No6, Ricardo, my name on our kit.
'Love the new look bro' says our Captain, 'Yeah bro gotta get us all these trackys show we bros on and off the pitch' he smirks and gives me my kit 'We just about to play bro, get your kit on cos we need you defending' I put it on and we get outside.
I slide on the kit, get my boots on and join my team.
Trust me bros, this is the best feeling in the world, with all my team, golden, unstoppable, united. This is my life now, footy, gym, sportswear and my bros 💛
Ricardo :)
First tf in a while, based on means my new gold bros, deffo gonna do more soon ;)
Yo my bros, Ricardo here ;) been living the life with my golden bros, never felt better can't even remember before seems like I always been one of the family. Captain Richard said last game we could hella use more players on the team, make us even stronger.
Used to remember hanging with Kai a lot, we hadn't messaged in a few days not met up in weeks. Kai's cool but kinda crazy, into crystals and festivals, deffo aint sporty.
Texted him if he wanted to meet me later on, wasn't expecting a reply soon enough I got back 'Yeah sure dude where tf you been and where abouts?' after I told him meet me outside of the footy pitch he was like 'Dude wtf you doing up there aha?' I sent back 'You'll see when you get here bro' he then said he was gonna set off and I waited near the shops nearby for him.
'Yoooo Kai, you good my bro?' he turned and his expression was like crazy 'Fuckk Ryan, wtf happened to you like dude, gold tracksuit!? And ur hair?' he looked me up and down 'Yeah bro looks fit af don't it? Aint Ryan anymore btw its Ricardo now yea?' 'Hmm yeahhh' he said back sounding soo confused.
I looked at my phone 'Shit bro gotta be somewhere, wanna walk with me' he nodded and we walked off, him still glancing at my clothes, air max, everything. He didn't rlly speak loads Kai's always been kinda quiet tho tbh most he said was when he saw we were heading at the footy pitch 'This where we going dude, like you play now or somethin?' 'Yeah my bro I play defence, no feeling like being on the pitch in kit trust' he did an awkward smile and followed me up to the door to the locker rooms prob curious about everything.
'Soo wtf we doing here?' he said once we were inside him eyeing up the gold kits hung up along the walls 'Got a match my bro, team is like family so gotta be here' he nodded watching as I pulled off my hoodie and took my shirt off its hangar 'What you want me to do then dude, I aint chilling in here until you done' 'Nah bro you can come watch, might enjoy it yano' he didn't look convinced, he was looking at the kits hung next to him he then looked at me finally kitted up with my boots on. Saw him mouth the word 'Wow' despite tryna hide it. 'Like what you see bro?' Kai seemed tranced by the kit, he just nodded slowly. I took the shirt behind him off its hanger 'Wanna try it bro reckon its your size' he stared at it started to say 'Na dude this so aint my....' his voice faded out as he took the shirt.
He took his hoodie off, slid the shirt over his dreads, next part was like he was on autopilot, shorts, socks boots laced up fuck he looked so good in the kit, gold and shiny just like the rest of us. After he laced up the boots he almost jumped off the bench 'Yo bro we playin yea?' he said grinning 'Fuck ye bro lets win it' we fist bumped and got out on the field, after all the team was waiting.
Fuckk bro turns out the dude is a natural, never played before he got insane skills with the ball. We won the match, dream team, after the match while leaving the field our Captain put his hand over his shoulder 'Welcome to the team Xavier' he smiled 'Sickk Captain, see yous for training yea?'
Didn't take long for Xavier to get into it all, he's one of best, always training to get better, spends most of his free time at the gym, he even now goes that barbers I said he should try, gotta look good out there.
Sorted him out a new place as well, bros gotta help each other out, needed a roomie and he was so down for it, always watching footie together, training together, playing together swear down he can bench way better at the gym than me bro propa jealous he gettin all the looks.
Always play together, bro is a force on the pitch, like he lives a breathes footy. Trust my bros this team is unbeatable.
Few weeks in and bro is getting ripped! Gotta start asking him what his secrets are, he deffo spill, after all we family now ;)
Sorted him out a full new wardrobe as well, deffo and upgrade, nothing like the stuff he use to wear, gotta be gold now bro, trackies, trainers, puffers anythin thats gold and sportswear he buys it lol got the bros on the team asking where he get the fits from.
Xavier and our other new bros took the team to even bigger leagues, Captain is always looking for new players. You wanna be like Xavier don't u? 💛, you wanna be golden yea? 💛 U want this bro get kitted ;) 💛
Ended up on part 2 lol had some sick pics had to use em, might do more featuring Xavier what we think? 💛💛💛
Face the Music
Part 1
How tf did I end up here, Starbucks, Saturday morning days already fucking up. Literally just went in for one of them matcha lattes and theres already some dude causing a headache.
'Ay dios mio, like serious bro!?' This guy's card had declined twice and despite the queue stood behind he wasn't gonna take no. Saw the guy the minute he walked in after me, ripped as hell, blonde curly hair, lotta gold jewellery and dressed in gold nikes, gold gym shorts and gold compression hoodie which no surprise he wore unzipped showing off the chains sitting on his pecs. The words 'narcissist' and 'douche' went through my head as I watched him finally relent and reach in his pocket for some notes.
'Charlie!' shouted the barista as she put my latte on the counter, after thanking her and turning round I went straight into the guy dressed in gold, or more he went into me, wayy too busy on his phone to notice mere mortals like me. Next thing I know my latte splashed all over the floor and my shoes, managed to dodge most of it but my vans were soaked with matcha, fucking great...
'Ohhh shiitt brooo!, I'm soo sorry' He seemed genuinely apologetic tbh, as he helped me pick up the now empty cup 'Its chill man' I said back, it wasn't, inside I was pissed but this dude looks like he could literally break a stick like me in half with them muscles. 'Lemme buy you another bro' I replied 'Its fine honest' but again he wasnt gonna take no 'No bro am serious its least I can do' he slapped my upper arm and turned back to the barista and ordered another.
'Yoo bro you wanna come chill with me for a bit, while your shoes like dry out?' Fuckk noo I usually avoid airheads like this guy like wtf do they talk about besides gym, sports, working out and who they fucked this week, I started to shake my head but he just smiled at me and nodded over to some chairs in the window. He dropped to the chair opposite as I perched on the edge of mine as he handed me my drink.
'Sooo what's your name my bro?' 'Charlie, I'm 26' I replied 'Ahhh sweet bro I'm Xavier am 26 too, sorry bout your kicks bro and your drink' he had a slight accent, kinda hispanic 'Its fine man seriously' I said while avoiding his gaze 'Nah bro it aint I feel so bad amigo' I really felt like saying, yeah you should maybe watch where your going, but the dude was just so chill about the whole thing 'Trust bro gotta help people out I'm a footballer and ur team is ur family bro gotta look after' I nodded and did a forced smile as I sipped my coffee he took a swig from his and then asked 'Soo what is it you do bro?' 'I'm in a band man' I said sheepishly 'Nooo wayy bro, you big like you on insta?' Jesus he already wants to follow me next thing he be wanting to be best of friends 'Not rlly that big we only do a few stuff locally' he nodded and grinned 'You need to get on socials bro you could be like loco popular' I have like no socials at the min, and the ones I do am quiet on 'Yeah I got nothing I wanna post about tho' he took another swig 'Trust bro you could be amazing' I just did a polite smile occasionally glancing at him through my fringe while slowly sipping my latte.
I finished it and placed it down which point he looked at my still damp shoes and said 'Ur kicks bro naa can't walk in them you wanna ride?' I shook my head he replied 'Is all good my bro wherever you wanna go I'll drop you' This point there aint much more I can do except go for it, let him drop me home and hopefully alone. He led me outta Starbucks to his car, a gold convertible Porsche, wow this guy must be earning as he got in, I took a breath and slid into the passenger seat.
The drive was kinda uneventful, apart from some smalltalk he didn't really say much other than ask my address, until we pulled up at mine that is 'Yo you wanna swap numbers bro?' I didn't expect that 'Um how comee like we only just met?' I said 'Yeah bro but we kinda vibe if you get me you now amigo' he gave me a friendly shoulder punch and offered me his phone, gold cover of course and took mine to swap numbers he seemed to take a minute longer but eventually he handed it back 'Sweet bro, drop me a message sometime yea' 'Yeah okay sure man' He offered a fist bump and I gave a rather pathetic response and stepped out of the car.
About and hour after he dropped me off back home in Camden while I was chilling with the guitar I kept thinking about the guy who suddenly wants to be my bestie, I aint even a bit interested in sports but I think he's one of these new hot shot footballers with that team with the gold jerseys, wow he took that look to heart, I ended up looking on insta for any Xaviers in the area sure enough there he was subtle as always with his insta full of the sorta pics I expected.
"Day I joined up my bros, TEAM IS FAMILY!💛" Yep definitely one that treats his mates like they are related.
"New day new fit ;) like it up my bros" Definitely vain, very vain.
"Trainings life bros, remember that 💛" Shitt so many pics on here of this guy in the gym, like he not do anything else other than gym, football and pose on here? Finally he had a story up posted today I had a cheeky look.
"Met a new amigo today, Charlie, if ur out there just know ur a real bro and hope u gonna have a blessed day 💛💛💛" his story had some loud rap music over the top of it, kinda typical, but I was also kinda mortified about being name dropped in some guys story, especially one with this many followers, thank fuck he didn't tag me...
The day after was quiet apart from me not sleeping so I was tired af, band practice in the morning basically killed me, I was on my way home and then outta nowhere I got a message 'Soo my bro you doing good yea?' it was from Xavier, I sent back 'All good ty, just gonna head home I need sleep man' 'Ayy amigo message me later bro can speak after match yea' I just replied with 'Sure good luck ;)' I got home and basically collapsed on the bed, I still couldn't sleep tho so I broke out my airpods and got my playlist out, usual stuff tbh mostly rock and metal don't rlly listen to anything else besides it chills me out soo I can sleep.
After drifting in and out for idk how long I woke up, first thing I noticed was my music, it was drill sorta music, how tf? I never listen to this shit so how's it on my playlist. I clicked pause and it just went off, nowhere to be seen, huh must have lent of the phone or something, come to think of it it's the same sorta music in Xavier's story yesterday.
It was only half 1 so figured may as well have a walk out somewhere, town probably, I was still half awake and not rlly paying attention until I noticed across the street, This sports store selling hella golden clothes, kit etc, must be where Xavier shops since his entire life is pretty much gold at this point, my brain didn't tell me to do it but I ended up walking inside this place and right over to an expensive looking display of gold football kits, Xavier's kit, the music playing over the speakers was that same sorta drill rap on my playlist, the same on Xavier's story, like this shit is starting to get freaky man...
Special thanks to @dylangold20 💛 for helping me out with this sick idea part 2 asap?
Revenge is a dish best served Gold
Part 1
Soo I moved to London to try get somethin outta life more than that small town in Oklahoma was ever gonna offer me 3 months in an I was already wanting to go back man...
Got a couple people I know, not many though, but my roomie Matty.... the guy can be such a moron. not like he's mean, but we aint got anything in common at all, I was looking for a buddy who could show me round, we same age basically 25 and he looked like he was into same stuff, wanted him like be my brother from another mother. But nah, after I moved in found out he's hella narcissistic always buying new styles, he mad into vintage 70s fashion, plays old music very loud all the time, smokes joints like a furnace, and whenever I ask him if he wanna do something he always busy or just kinda like 'Its cool dude, not my thing' means we basically never speak and I heard him talking shit about his 'bore of a roommate Ashton' to friends.
I'd been out skating, walked in to Oasis blaring through Matty's boombox, him sat with 2 friends and a lotta empty bottles on the coffee table. He barely even noticed me until he perked up 'Who pissed in your coffee this morning lol?' he said jokingly, I just ignored him and went upstairs.
I just gamed for a few hours, missing my friends back home, I then went to get a coke from the kitchen and guess who was standing at the back door, smoking a joint as per usual he turned his head 'Got this party happenin over the street, that fancy place, you wanna come offers there but ur probs too boring man' he flicked the joint out the door and strutted past.
It was early afternoon and wondered what party he meant, like had there even been invites? He does know what's going on pretty much every night round here, any excuse for him to pose until I saw what he probably meant, that fancy white house over the road, never rlly paid attention to it before but today there was a gold Porsche pulling up outside, definitely someone with money, and who deffo don't mind standing out.
A guy with blonde curly hair got out, he was wearing all gold, like everything to match the ride, wow this guy looked good, maybe a lil in ur face but still. Wonder who he is?
I stared out the window for a bit, wondering about the guy I'd seen go into the house opposite so hot, amazing body, basically opposite of me, fuck I wish that was me...
A lil while later bout 5pm I'd had to go out to the store, I got to near end of my street when I saw 2 gold Lambos turning into our street, wow more fancy cars in all gold? On my way back I was tryna find my keys when this gold Merc pulls up.
The dude that got out, fuckk I couldn't look away, the guy was so hot, gold football tracksuit, gold jordans, lotta gold chains. I wished that was me man.
It was 6:30pm when my door flew open, Matty leaned in 'Last chance mate you coming out or you gonna be boring as usual?' I was gonna just decline and not let him bother me, some reason tho, I said 'Okay then'. He looked surprised almost like he knew what I was gonna say and then I said the opposite 'Hurry tf up then I aint waiting around for ur arse'.
He had his two friends from before, plus me tagging along, we went out the front door as the sun was low in the sky and the other side of the street was lined with parked gold cars, you could hear the music inside the house already plus a few already kinda drunk people hanging around near the door.
Just as we were about to go in he stepped behind his two friends and pulled me aside 'Now try not make me look bad mate, aint rlly into football but this is being hosted by that new team for their new members, their rlly popular and don't want u embarrassing me ok?' I just nodded accepting that in Matty's eyes I was just there to make Matty look better.
The party was basically my idea of hell, rlly loud music, lotta people some drunk some not and I literally didn't know anybody apart from Matty so I basically found a quiet corner and tried my best to not look like I was desperate to get outta here. One of the guys dressed in gold then looked my way, he gave me a smile and I smiled back to be nice, he was deffo one of the guys hosting. He went off to talk to 3 other guys, one wearing full kit, one wearing a gold tracksuit and puffer jacket and the other a gold nike hoodie and gold football shorts, he glanced at me while talking to them. Shit I probs wasn't invited, and they noticed I aint meant to be here, the guy then turned and headed towards me I wanted to just run for the door but it was like my feet were glued to the floor.
The guy then sat down next to me 'Yo bro you okay?' I legit thought I was gonna get thrown out, fuck Matty would find that hilarious, 'Um, yeah man I'm okay' he grinned 'U don't look it bro, seen u come in with some peeps you not with em?' still basically on the edge of passing out I replied 'meh, they aint friends, I just tagged along' he leaned forwards to see my face more clearly 'Ahh well we all bros in the team ye, there for each other always, I'm Scott btw' 'Um I'm Ashton' 'U aint from round here are u bro?' 'Oklahoma' I replied he nodded 'U deffo looking like u need some bros mate, and maybe a lil payback on the peeps who ditched you' I looked up 'Its okay man am used to it' he offered me a glass with a golden coloured drink in it 'Take this bro, should help u out and if u wanna hang come sit with us ye?' he then got up 'Um, thanks man' I smiled back at him as he went back to the guys he was with earlier.
I had no idea what this drink was, or if it was spiked, of if i even liked it but what the hell, not like Matty gonna give a fuck if I come in wasted and it not like I live miles away, I basically downed it right away, fuck that was nice, wish I knew what it was.
It was then I felt it, idk what it was but it was weird like the room kinda became woozy, and felt a warmth across my skin. I then felt a knot in my stomach like I was gonna throw up 'Shit!' I slammed the glass down on a table and looked frantically for a bathroom, there wasn't one but I saw the stairs, gotta be a bathroom upstairs, and less people. I sprinted for the stairs and down the hallway at the top, all the doors looked identical in the dim light, I opened the nearest one into a rly fancy bedroom, I made it about halfway across the room when the pain in my stomach went away but then my whole body started to feel weird 'Fucking hell!' my mind started to go foggy as I watched the first things happen, my arms started to swell, not just my arms, all of me like my scrawny arms were growing to that of a gym rat!
My mind started to zone out, Bros need to train crossed it, wtf? You wanna be a bro don't u? U wanna join the team don't u? U wanna become gold don't u? WTF IS THIS as my I started to flex my arms, show off ur muscles bro be proud of em, time to gold up bro, become one of us.
The warmth on my skin increased and my arms then began to turn gold, not just my arms but my entire body, I pulled off my hoodie to see my torso slowly fading to gold, was like it was spreading!
Further and further, up to my neck, I looked in the mirror opposite the bed, my face as well, fuckk help me!
The sensation continued, I felt my body begin to change more, my eyes started to turn gold as well, my hair started to fall out like all of me was turning into a shiny gold muscle freak, my mind was barely able to keep up, zoning in and out to see the changes happening. Growing, golden, bro.
It was then my thoughts began to morph, fuck this felt nice, I feel like a bro 💛 a golden bro 💛 one of the team 💛 one of the golden army 💛
It was then my body froze, like a huge golden statue, frozen in the position, flexing its huge muscles, I felt my conscious sink into a golden haze I felt amazing, beneath the golden skin, my mind and body began to transform...
Part 2 due asap bros already underway. Remember to message out Captain if u wanna be part of our Golden Team and be a bro 💛💛💛