Wildmusclebros - Experience Brotality

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

Inspired, every day, by my jocktoy and #musclemate Arturo to be that #ProtectorAlpha and support his growth.

The Two Types Of Alphas

When Men discover and comprehend the great power Nature bestowed upon them, a choice must be made. It’s a difficult choice, one that should involve sober reflection and consideration. It all hinges on a deeply personal question:

How should a Man use his power?

We live in a world where so many Men use their power for terrible things; shocking acts of violence, greed, hatred, and terror. They lash out in hideous ways against the innocent and weak simply because they can. 

These types of Alphas (if they can properly even be called such) are what Sir Titus once called “destroyer Alphas.” These are Alphas who employ their strength and Hierarchical status to intimidate, harass, bully, crush, and harm those defenseless inferiors cowering in terror around them. 

The BDSM fetish community is rife with destroyer Alphas. These sadists relish the pain they inflict on the faggots and females they enslave. They like the breakdown of the human spirit, the inhuman cries of their afflicted victims, and the physical marks their form of domination leaves on the bodies of lesser humans. 

Many Alphas begin their Alphahood as destroyer Alphas. It’s the nature of young Manhood, sowing their oats and testing the limits of their powers. They often move in packs at that stage, pushing each other to deeper and darker depths of depravity. They use people at will, reveling in the easy submission of the weak and helpless. They bask in the worship and respect their aggressive dominance commands. 

But after this early stage of Alpha development, the cream separates from the milk, and a new class of Alpha emerges - Protector Alphas. These are Alphas whose inherent sense of goodness, fairness, and duty override the base instincts powering destroyer Alpha tendencies. 

Protector Alphas are real-life superheroes.

They gladly accept the worship and submissive service of those faggots and females they own, but each one in their care feels safe and appreciated. A Protector Alpha seeks to stabilize and support those serving Him even during the deepest moments of submission. 

A Protector Alpha will look across a road, see an injustice, and move to act. A Protector Alpha is the first one running into a burning building, or assisting the elderly, or stopping cruel acts against minorities and the weak. They take up the cause of righteousness in their strong arms and carry it to completion.  

When I say that Alphas are gods, I’m specifically talking about these Protector Alphas. Protector Alphas are the very best a Man can be, the purest distillation of Masculinity.

I have largely served Protector Alphas in my life. I credit this long time serving Protector Alphas with some of my sense of self-worth despite being a faggot. These great Men used me thoroughly, of course, but they always took time to reassure me that I was valuable property or provide aftercare when things got rough. Even just a “good boy” from a Protector Alpha makes a world of difference to a faggot.

For the longest time on this blog I couldn’t find many examples of Protector Alphas, because sites in this community typically favor destroyer Alphas. There were some standout examples, though - @natural-hung-bull, @straightalphamike, @firstamongmen, @alphaexploits, @alpha-dade, @thealphatank​ - but they were hard to find.

But recently I have uncovered some spectacular Protector Alphas out in the wild. The best examples are Master Nick and Master Nikola, the straight gods in Toronto who own four live-in faggots. Yes, they use their faggots thoroughly. However, their faggots all know their service is appreciated and they have the protection of their owners at all times. These two Protector Alphas paid large sums of money to rescue their faggot Lee from the homophobia of his father. Master Nick recently rescued his faggot Yul from a homophobic attack on campus.  

Master Nick and Master Nikola are two of the greatest Protector Alphas I’ve ever known. The example of their lives should inspire other Alphas to raise their game and become better than the base instincts of ordinary Men.

Then, of course, are the examples of two more Protector Alphas I’ve featured here recently - Sir Rob and his teen Alpha son Master Kyle. My Master Sir Rob used his outstanding wisdom and respect for the masculine institution of Alphahood to seek out faggots in order to train his son properly. Every time I speak with Sir Rob, a shiver ripples through my body just from his words and how he expresses his deep knowledge of Alphahood and his own power. He is magical. The faggots who serve him will never fear or be left feeling like a discarded cumrag.

But it’s Master Kyle that is a real jewel currently being carved from the rock Alpha Manhood. I recently mentioned to Sir Rob that his son was still in the “destroyer” phase of his Alphahood, and while he didn’t disagree (after all, Master Kyle is currently leveling cities with his rut like some sort of big-dicked Godzilla), he cautioned that Master Kyle’s age likely had something to do with it. He sees great promise in his son, and I do as well.

To that end, I want to relate a story Master Kyle shared with me:

When I was younger, in my first year of high school, there was this kid in my grade at school. He was your stereotypical “gay kid” you know. Very girly, but very shy. I was not very close with him but I knew him. He was very sweet, a very good guy. But he always had this group of three boys, always on him, laughing of him, sometimes beating him up. One day, they made him cry outside, because they were laughing of him and his mother. ( His mother was sick and had no hair) That was too much for me. I confronted the guys, and as always I ended up in a fight. I beat up the leader and another before a teacher could arrive and separate us. I got detention. At the end of my detention, the gay kid was waiting for me. He thanked me and hugged me. They never bothered him again. Every time I saw him at school, he’d always say hi and give me a warm smile.He finally moved to another state. I remember that today and realized that it was my alphahood speaking again, telling me how to act. Even when I didn’t know, it was there, deep in me.

Then Master Kyle added this:

I always had this feeling in my stomach whenever I saw something not right or an injustice. Was it my alphahood speaking?

Indeed, it was, and speaking loud and clear!

Protector Alphas like these four Men are simply the greatest beings on the earth. They are the reasons why faggots submit their lives to serve them, why we gladly debase ourselves to satisfy their every whim and desire. These are the gods worthy of worship and praise, worthy of any sacrifice or pain in their service. 

These four Men specifically have humbled me so deeply that I have decided to finally go into chastity for the very first time. To honor their greatness. To acknowledge their vast superiority over not only me, but also over all of those destroyer Alphas pretending to take their thrones. 

By locking up my useless clit, I salute these greatest Alphas and their Manhood. What an honor it is to serve Protector Alphas! 

To the destroyer Alphas out there, look at these examples and learn to use your power for good, not evil!

To all Protector Alphas, I say THANK YOU for being the true Kings of the Earth! 

Got @primalenergy1 and @becumbigdumbjockboi to do just that this week. Massive boost to their egos as colleagues, etc. commented on their recent physical changes. That need to GROW into a massive, powerful beast is in you too, buddy. Surrender to your primal instincts and becum what Nature intended you to be. An unstoppable male. 

Take little moments to show off. Let the world know you’re on top.

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

Lock and chain

When I arrived to my house I saw a package at my door. That was weird because I know I did not ordered anything recently. I took the package and I went inside.

When I opened i immediately got hard. It was a chain with a lock from my Master.

Almost immediately my Sir texted me and instructed me to put the chain on. Fuck, I felt so sexy wearing it. Feeling the metal against my skin. He told me to wear it all day next day and send him pictures of me wearing it everywhere I go. So I did.

I took pics in my car, at work, in the supermarket, at the street, at home. I felt so manly and owned showing off my new chain and lock. I haven’t cum since I got the chain (I’m not allowed yet) so I have blue balls and a hard erection while I write this. It’s feels good to be somebody’s muscle toy.

-Arturo

Killian Belliard

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A new beast enters the brotherhood!

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

Welcome!

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

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

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

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

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

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

#jocktoy #journey #wildmusclebros #Kik:wildmusclebros

My Growth Journey - So Far

Since joining the pack I have started a transformation that up to that point I had only dreamed about. I’ve grown stronger, bigger, more confident. I am becoming a beast and the pack is transforming me. I have never worked out harder, and I am loving every second of it. I have grown to crave that last rep. You know the one. The one that seems impossible. The one that makes you grit your teeth so hard you feel like they will break. The one that makes you grunt because you are pushing that hard. The one that makes your muscles burn so much it hurts. I love that pain. It means I am growing.

I’ve learned my place in the pack, and I work every day to earn it. I am turning into a confident alpha beast to the world. But I am owned. I’ve learned to control my self and submit while still being a bull of a man. It’s been frustrating and at times even painful, but it is worth it.

Gut, gone. Love handles, gone. Arms, defined. Quads, strong. My body is being transformed into a powerful machine.

I am becoming unapologetically man. The Pack drags the Man out of me and encourages me to be a beast. To walk with my chest out and head high. There is a bond. It’s like having a team in a locker room all the time. The competition, the shit talking forces the cocky alpha out and into the world. I’ve learned that I can be macho and dominate. I’m reminded almost every day, walking down the street, catching eyes with another man until he looks down and away, or not. That’s the best. Finding another jockboy in the wild and silently bonding for a moment.

That cocky swagger, the smirk, the strength. My inner beast is coming out and there is no stopping him now. I have no choice. I am man. I am beast. I am the Pack.

@wildmusclebros

Your homework for the week, Arturo, @sydmusclepup and @musclepigwhore.

- Fran

Making your nipples hardwired - tips

Let me begin with a short personal story: I used to be one of those guys who thought their nipples are totally unsensitive to touch, and who would read in envy of other guys’ accounts how hardwired their nipples are and how much pleasure they get from nippleplay. I was a total nipple addict back then, enjoying other guy’s nipples, thinking biology and genes have made my nipples just physically not able to sense pleasure.

Then I started reading about it more, and foudn out that with practice and time, you can actually increase the sensitivity of the nipples. There were various tips: Going to the gym and focusing on the pec development, piercing the nips, pumping them, clamping them, you name it. I also learned the key thing that I’ve mentioned earlier: ALWAYS play with your nipples when you masturbate or when you have sex, especially when you finally cum, no matter how little sensitivity your nipples have. That is the key.

What I decided next was to “listen” what the nipples tell you. This sounds a bit weird at first but trust me, it’s the only way to find out what makes your nipples tick. What I did was the following, and I enourage you to do the same:

At night when it’s dark, lay on the bed and close your eyes. Take your shirt off and expose your nippes. If you like, you can also touch your nipples through your shirt first

Then the most important thing to remember before you go any further: DO NOT touch your cock at any point, DO NOT touch any part of your body that makes you horny. ONLY touch the nipples. DO NOT watch any porn or have any other stimuli than your fingers on the nipples

Next, try different ways to play with your nipples. The key here is to keep maintaining and repeating the same touch for a longer time. A minute or so should be fine for one type of touching. And why so: The thing is that it takes a while before you start feeling the sensation down in your cock and balls as you touch your nipples. The main thing is to keep touching with the same style until you either feel something or you don’t. Usually what happens is that your cock starts growing hard. You know that you’re on the right track

I highly recommend “flicking” your nipples: take the tip of your nipple between your forefinger and thumb and slowly let it pass through your fingers. You might want to also apply a slight pinch at the end. Keep flicking the nipple like that for a minute at least, preferably even more.

You might also want to try other ways: rolling your finger around the nipple, around the areola. Moving your finger up and down on the nipple. Again: keep doing the same type of play and touch for a few minutes

With this exercise, you should then start learning what kin of play gives you what kind of sensations. Also: When you find a technique that creates a tingling sensation on the area between your balls and asshole, keep on repeating that - it is the key to eventually making you even cum handsfree from nipple play. You may have found already the things that make your cock really hard but bare in mind: if you want to have a nipple orgasm, my experience is that you won’t get it if you just focus on what makes your cock hard. Instead, focus on what makes pleasurable sensations in the area between the balls and the asshole: It’s exaclty the same areaa that pulsates when you have an orgasm, andthat is where you should focus your thoughts.

So how are my nipples at the moment, you ask :) They are TOTALLY hardwired! A slightest touch on my right nipple makes my cock rock hard. After playing with my nipples, I can also cum handsfree by flicking my nipple between my fingers! The orgasm is amazing, and it lasts a LOT longer than regular one, and you tend to stay on that feeling of pleasure just before you cum for minutes! My whole body feels the sensation from nipple orgasm.

Hope these tips are of help to other guys wondering about their nipples. Would be great to hear of your progress, and do contact me if you like to hear some more tips and instructions!

I’m at the office working. People talk to me. I smile. We keep working. Is just another day. But nobody knows that I’m wearing a jock. Nobody knows that I have a Sir and I’m his jocktoy. I keep working. But I’m thinking about being tied up and my Sir milking me. His fist on my cock. People talk to me. I smile. Nobody knows. -Arturo