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That’s better. None of those pesky thoughts to get in your way.

Finally happened, my ass is bigger than my jeans. I guess all those squats that my Master make me do are paying off. I was lucky to be wearing a jockstrap when that happened. 😈

-Arturo

How the journey began. Two primal beasts on a #GrowthJourney, finding each other. A Soldier and a Sculptor. A surreal connection. An immediate attraction. Each instinctively understanding their respective potential. Each instinctively wanting to forcefully draw that potential out. Minds connected, two men, two tribal fighters moving as one. To GROW. On a quest for manliness. Bonding. Writing. Exploring. Discovering. This is just the beginning.  -Arturo & Fran

Assignment 2018: Musclemate

I have an assignment for those looking to train and develop physically in 2018. It doesn’t matter whether you plan to call yourself a jock or just to develop your body in an athletic and magnetic kind of way. I expect many of you will start to get aroused and captivated just reading about this assignment, which can allow you to anticipate the pleasure and reward of ultimately doing it.

Before I get to the assignment, I want to mention a couple of facts born out by multiple studies:

1. Acknowledgment is immensely powerful in propelling us to accomplish work far beyond what is dictated by reason.

2. That feeling that we’re doing something nice or helpful for someone is a powerful and compelling motivator.

So as you train your body, how do you get that acknowledgment and feeling of helping? You could, of course, show off your body to a crowd of nameless strangers (on Tumblr, for instance), but we’re much more powerfully motivated by those to whom we feel close, connected. That’s why children’s welfare charities will often send donors photos and stories of a specific child to sponsor - to create that feeling of connection to motivate the donor to give more. 

But acknowledgment and feeling of helping someone with your body can be hard to find with ordinary close connections. In conventional relationships, even romantic ones, prolonged focus on the athleticism and sexuality of one’s body is inappropriate. So the need arises for a new kind of relationship: a relationship between someone who works to develop and sculpt his body and someone who acknowledges and admires that body. For the purposes of this post, I shall call the person seeking to grow his body the trainee.  I shall call the person motivating him a musclemate.

The requirements for a musclemate are simple: he* must genuinely desire to help the trainee grow. He must feel genuine pleasure, a satisfiable lust at seeing a strong, athletic, attractive body. This pleasure is the helpful thing that the trainee will find so rewarding to create in his musclemate. Both the trainee and his musclemate must be comitted to protecting each other’s privacy. The relationship between a trainee and his musclemate should be a meaningful human connection, not a “transaction” just to get each other off. The more a trainee and a musclemate appreciate, respect, and connect to each other as people, the more the musclemate’s acknowledgment and pleasure can motivate the trainee. To keep the relationship personal and meaningful, a trainee should only have one musclemate. A musclemate should have only one trainee.

Those are the essential requirements. A musclemate may have additional knowledge or skills that he can bring to bear. He may be a hypnotist, a trainer, or a nutritionist. While helpful, such abilities needn’t be mandatory. That said, a trainee may be well justified in expressing additional requirements (such as age, gender, or type).

There are three variations of musclemates that, while all sharing the essential goals and requirements, each have a different power/status dynamic:

1. Muscle Master. A muscle master is a musclemate who’s in control. When the trainee has a desire to obey and to surrender to another’s will, a muscle master can harness that desire to deeper enflame that craving of the trainee to work out and grow. A muscle master may be able to dominate the trainee physically with his own body. He may be able to hypnotize the trainee and direct the trainee’s sexual desire to deepen the trainee’s obedience (this is what I do most often). Neither ability is required - the important thing for success as a muscle master is for the trainee to feel a deep, almost instinctive need to obey and please the master. The origin of that need is not important.

2. Muscle bro. This kind of musclemate is a trainee himself. Two muscle bros don’t have to train together. What’s important is that they regularly flex for each other and appreciate each other’s growth. A healthy rivalry can develop between two muscle bros. Perhaps the bro who makes bigger gains in a particular week can captivate his bro with his flexing, showing off for his bro harder and harder and sending him into a deep mesmerizing cloud of pleasure. The weaker bro might find himself becoming fascinated, with his self control seeping out of him, becoming open and maybe even obedient to his stronger muscle bro just then. Of course, both muscle bros must remember that the goal is their mutual growth, not domination. So the stronger bro, as he puts his ensnared weaker bro in that trance with his muscles should give the weaker bro suggestions and motivation to grow stronger and harder. The stronger bro should not allow the weaker bro to cum until the weaker bro has absorbed the suggestions and committed to obeying them. The stronger bro can then make the weaker bro cum, reinforcing his own gains with the pleasure he’s given the weaker bro.

3. Muscle fan. This kind of musclemate is someone who most enjoys relishing the physical strength and superiority of the trainee. A muscle fan needn’t be dominated by the trainee physically or psychologically - even in ordinary cordial interaction, the muscle fan realizes and acknowledges the power of the trainee’s body and sexuality over him. A muscle fan can also be a hypnotist (as I have been when working with alpha subs), but hypnosis is not required. The true power of a genuine muscle fan is that he acknowledges the trainee’s growth with deep lust, sincerity, and pleasure. There are two important caveats for muscle fans: first, the trainee should not dominate the muscle fan all the time (or even most of the time). Remember, it is the human connection that makes the musclemate relationship so powerful. So if the trainee uses his confidence, strength, sexuality, and power to completely reduce his muscle fan to a whimpering, lustful, mindless cum machine, then the power of the relationship is lost. Second, while a muscle fan’s attraction may seem unconditional, but he can become bored or tired if the trainee does not grow. A muscle fan likely sees any number of jocks on Tumblr and in other forums, and those jocks can either steal the fan or drain him of his cum (and thus the reinforcement his pleasure would provide to the trainee), if the trainee fails to keep his muscle fan captivated with and invested into his muscle gains.

Two trainees can be each other’s musclemates if both are muscle bros, or one is a muscle master and one is a muscle fan. 

The Assignment

So my assignment for you, in place of any new year’s resolutions, is, if you’re a trainee, to find a musclemate. You can use this post to help: if you’re a trainee looking for a musclemate, comment on this post describing the musclemate you’re looking for. If you’re not a trainee and just looking to be someone’s musclemate, please reply to one of the trainees who comments. You may wish to reblog this post so that more potential trainees may see it. Of course, questions and suggestions are always welcome. 

Update (Jan 20, 2018): To facilitate connecting musclemates and trainees, I created a new channel on Hypnosis4Guys chat called #musclemates. Don’t let the location fool you: hypnosis skills are not required to be a musclemate in any category. If you don’t see anyone on, leave a description of what you’re looking for and, if you’d like, your body pic.

Happy holidays, and have a healthy and empowering 2018!

*The musclemate can be of any gender, orientation, or gender identity. I use the pronoun “he” only because most of my readers and all of my subs are men.

Update: if you respond looking for a musclemate, please make sure you have enabled messaging in your tumblr account.

Deep, meaningful male bonding is a source of infinite power. Standing on the shoulders of our musclemates, we GROW and achieve what we thought was once out of reach. We are ONE in growth.

Let yourself be SCULPTED.

Behrooz Tabani getting his pecs massaged like bread dough 🤤

You’ve got this, lilbro.

Get your ass back where it belongs: in the gym. And get it sweaty.

You’ve built muscle mass in the past, you can do it again and be stronger than ever. 

I admit I haven't gotten muscular..it been more fat and called it bulking in the past year..i got addicted to food and less time in the gym. Have also been suffering with insomnia and depression and that has not helped...but im getting on top of that.

Im supposed to be a jock, playing sport not sit and just watch. Need my bros help to keep me in check and motivate me.

You can always comment on my body and keep me in check to help get me to your ideal guy you see in me. Make any comments, positive or negative, I will take it all.

This is why I haven't posted new photos of me in ages for you guys and just reblogging. Do not hold back on your words at all with me, be very vocal in messages, here and in asks.

Thank you in advance for the help brothers

pics are current

I wake up and my heart already was pounding my chest. I look at my phone and there it is. My Sir’s instructions for my workout of the day.

My cock gets hard juts reading his first instructions. I can’t understand the rush that I feel as I follow Fran’s demands. There is no doubt that I’m his jocktoy.

First instruction is get naked and make myself hard. Easy. Then flex my cock and muscles 20 times. Feels so good. I’m already starting to feel as a beast. I grunt.

Couple days a go he told me to buy peppermint oil. Now I know why. The oil on my balls give me strange sensation. Burn. Fresh. Painful. I love it. Makes me more aware that I have two fucking big manly balls. I let myself go deep. I grunt some more, louder.

Fuck, he want me to do the “edge me please” game. I got my laptop. I go to the webpage and I set the settings. Hard, No cumming. I start jerking off following the instructions on the screen. Oooh, so good. I imagine that those words on the screen is my Sir writing. I look at my phone all the tome waiting to him to call… that makes me even hornier. He don’t call. But I start thinking in the fantasy he told me. Me being tied up and milked for muscle mans of our pack. I jerk off. I stop. I jerk off faster. Stop. I jerk off harder. I look my phone. No call. I jerk off and grunt and make primal noises. I want to cum so bad, but I can’t. I’m not allow to do it. 30 minutes later I have to stop. I feel like an animal and ready for what is next.

The workout begging. 50 jumping jacks and 30 seconds knee running to warm up. Then 20 Turkish get ups. I have never done those, but that is not important. My Sir want me to do it so I will. They are harder than they look. I’m naked on the floor. Cock hard. Doing 1,2,3… my muscles are pumped. I’m sure that Fran would be proud.

Now, a 5k run. But I get to wear my jock!! Nothing makes me feel more manly that wear my jock. I look at myself in the mirror. “I’m a jock” I told to my reflection. I put some shorts and my tennis shoes. He did not tell me but I will do the run shirtless. Every two minutes 5 push ups. My chest get hard, my triceps pump. By kilometer 4 I’m tired. It’s hard to breath. Still feel the burning in my balls. But I need to finish. I am a warrior. I’m a fucking jocktoy. I am a beast!! I am Fran’s beast.

I get home and without thinking I take some pics of my sweating and I send them to my Sir. Then I get naked as I have told. I take ice cubes and I run them on my legs, balls… and my torso. The cold feels good. I’m still sweating and my whole body is wet now.

I go up stair to my room. I apply more oil to my balls. I grunt. I imagine that is my Sir who put the oil on me. 100 lunges now… fuck. Some times I want to punch Fran’s face for all he make me do… but I know I can’t do that. He is the Alpha. My Alpha. And deep down I know I just need to obey. Obey and grow, that is all. I start with the lunges and jerking off my hard cock. Getting to the edge every time. Cursing and moaning louder than ever. I want to cum!!

Finally pull ups. I suck at pull ups. And he knows that. By now my body hurts. My muscles are burning… and I look like a true muscle beast. I can’t recognize that stud in the mirror. My Sir has been changing me. Since I submitted to him I have become a better man. Fuck, look those muscles!! I don’t think and I start with the pulls ups and jerking off to the edge. Everyone I think I will cum, but I breath deep and I hold it. I can’t do anymore pull ups. I fall on the floor and I stay there for a couple minutes. I smile. I did it.

My Sir give the option of cum for him now or keep it for later… I will cum now for sure!!! If I don’t do it I will explode! I grab my cock and I jerk off desperately. I touch my chest, my legs, my arms. I’m an animal. I cum loads and loads. My mind goes blank. Is one of the best orgasm I ever had. I take a photo and send it to Fran waiting to hear from here and hoping he can said: “I’m proud of you, Soldier.”

Fuck, now I’m turn off after writing all this… I may jerk off again right now…

-Arturo

You would quit working to be a full time meathead

Reblog if you’d make the gym and gains your full time job — so we can find and sponsor you.