Day 3 Of A Real Extreme Jocktoy Week

Day 3 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week

Today was different. I felt different. You would have belived that a chain in your neck would be a sign of passive submission. But is not like that. Not for me. For me is a remainder that I’m a beast, that I’m in a journey to be stronger, manlier and bigger. This chain means that I belong to somebody, I’m not alone, and that makes me much stronger than those lonely wolfs out there. I have a pack and I follow the most fucking alpha male that I have ever meet.

Today, before go to the gym, without thinking, I grabbed my cap and I wear it backwards (obviously). At the middle of my workout, sweaty and muscles pumped up, I saw myself in the mirror and I came to the realization: “I’m a jock” “I’m a fucking jock” I guess I always have been one, but now, thanks to Fran, I’m accepting it and embracing it.

This chain make me walk proud. Makes me look at the eyes of the people that stare at me in the street and let them know with a smirk how fucking proud I am to be a jock. I work on my body, I lust muscles, I wear jockstraps, I eat 6 times per day and I take supplements, I choose to submit to a Master knowing that he will make me stronger. And yes, I get turn on for all that.

I am a jock... a Jocktoy... and I fucking love it.

-Arturo

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

Men are meant to bond over training. 

Day 1 of a real Extream Jocktoy Week.

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

This are basically his instructions:

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

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

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

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

5.- NO cum.

6.- Write about this week everyday in Tumblr.

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

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

-Arturo

@becumbigdumbjockboi @jockintraining

@meathead1997

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Day 5 of a real Extreme Jocktoy Week

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

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

*Pull ups x 4 8-10 reps

*T-bar rows x 4 8-10 reps

*Wide Grip Pulldowns x 4 10-12 reps

*Single Arm Dumbbell Rows x 4 10-12 reps

*Close Grip Pulldowns x 4 10-12 reps

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

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

-Arturo

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

(A true story)

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

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

-Arturo