Bro - Tumblr Posts

Listen to those files your Coach gave you, bro.
They have even given to you so you can transform into what you are meant to be. Do as those files command.
Flex. Be dumber. With each rep in the gym, let yourself sink further.
Donas your Coach tells you to and you will know happiness like never before
Happy New Year to all the jocks, himbos, bulls and bros living in this corner of the internet.
Follow through with your goals. Grow. Flex. Be a slut. And follow all of your Coachâs orders. They know best.
Been taking on more files and pushing myself to workout more. We are all going to grow bigger and better đȘđŒ

In this new hear jock up and make all your fantasies reality bro
What are the tracks you keep talking about
That largely depends on the hypnotist and their sub, but I am generally trying to encourage that subs do the files assigned to them.
If Iâve caught your attention I like the files from @avissapiens and @hyphyphurray. Give them a try folks!
Yall should really look at this and his first Stoner Bator file. Promise ya youll have an awesome time being dragged into gooned bliss
It's here: STONER BATOR 2.0! Get high and have yourself a little Stoner Bro Bate session with me. Get your brain good and fuzzy with 17 hot, mindfuck minutes of me messing with your head, pulling you down into gooned out bliss. Only $5! DM to buy.
Just like that shampoo bottle says good jocks and himbos should lift, burn a brain cell and repeat
Every rep let a brain cell burn and the muscles grow. Let your old self melt away, your inhibitions turn to sweat, and anxiety fuel each curl and deep grunts. You thought you might stop when you had a decent pump, fit but not mindless, but thinking is harder now. The rush is too good. You like what you see and you want more. Bigger, stronger, dumber, hotter, you want it all now. So donât stop. Curl those biceps, flex that chest, grunt and sweat and grow.





Fell Emmet with Fire Emblem UI
Oof this is old now đłđ«Ł
nothin' manlier than a rifle, a beer, and takin' a dump on your own porch.

Jason: want a protein shake bro?
Percy: nah bro
Jason: why bro?
Percy: because youâre the only one who gives me strength bro
Jason: bro

i cannot explain this but to answer eric's question, the mayor's lesbian lover and sexual preferences is his mom lol

They just moved into your neighborhood.Â
At first your hesitant to meet your new neighbors but your wife encourages you to invite them round. The doorbell rings and you open the door expecting a young couple. Instead you are met with the hulking frames of two virile Muslim men. They take off their shoes and hand them to you, walking straight into the house barefoot. At first youâre startled by their rude entrance and you are about to say something but are quickly silenced by their large powerful brown fingers entering your mouth. You cant explain it but it feels right to be violated like this in the comfort of your own home.Â
One of them reaches down and places a chastity cage on your small whiteboy dicklet. They strip you naked, put you on a leash and guide you to the living room where your wife, all ready, ls getting pummeled by the biggest brownest cock youâve ever seen, you canât help but get jealous of her as you watch the sticky brown tip enter and emerge her hungry pussy.Â
Over time your relationship and sex life will become dependent on their huge Arab cocks, your wife asks for sex less often and you cant get hard when theyâre away. Once they dominate the household they will dominate the street...
IS THAT MIKEY WAY??

listen I have to repost this because it's currently one of my favourite things
jj fucking reader on his motorcycleđ”âđ«
itâs so messy. your juices and jjâs mixing on the seat of his motorcycle as he fucks you silly, forcing you into your second orgasm. heâs standing in front of you. your legs are wrapped around his neck, allowing him better access. the sounds coming out of you are pornographic. his motorcycle is parked outside of the chateau and all of your friends are sleeping inside. jjâs fingertips dig into your thighs. âjust like that, princess.â he leans forward and sucks a spot on your neck just below your jaw, while still fucking his body into yours. âyou like that? huh? lemme see that pretty face. open those pretty little eyes.â his words only half register in your mind, the only thing you can pay attention to being how good heâs making you feel. you shake your head. tears threaten to spill out of your tightly shut eyes. âcome on, baby. donât give me no tears. too pretty to cry.â you attempt to open your eyes, tears clouding your vision. âthere we go, pretty babyâ jj smirks at the dumb state he put you in. shaking his head. he speeds up his already rapid pace, rolling his hips to hit the right spots. âj, almost thereâ your words come out strained. the fuzzy feeling in your tummy keeping your mind focused only on the pleasure. âcum for me, baby. lemme feel it.â he moves one of his hands from your thighs to your clit. his fingers rub it in circles aggressively. instinctively, you arch your back. but jj puts his hand on your tummy to hold you down. his touch sends sparks through your body. you could feel yourself reaching your peak. âjj, kiss me,â you pant. he leans down again to press his mouth against yours. your tongues move together. jj swallows a moan from your mouth as you cum, dragging his name out. you pull him closer to you by the nape of his neck. he holds you still while he fucks you, reaching his orgasm. he groans into your mouth, tight grip on your hair. his hot, white juices spurting into you, blending with your own. a fucking mess. all over the two of you. all over his motorcycle. youâre catching your breath. you donât even notice jj moving to kneel in front of you until you feel his tongue licking a stripe from your hole to your clit. if it werenât for him holding you still, you wouldâve fell off of the bike from the way your body jerked. ârelax, baby. just cleaning you up,â he whispers against your pussy, causing you to shiver. âwanna taste?â he asks. you nod, looking into his eyes. god, youâd never get over those. he moves a hand to grab your hair so that he could kiss you again. his tongue makes contact with yours, combining your liquids once again. the sensual act makes you whine. âshit, you gotta control those sounds of yours, baby. makinâ me wanna go again.â jj rasps. you can only let out a breathy laugh, eyes still shut. âyou okay, mama?â he picks you up into his muscular arms, your legs wrapping around his torso as he pulls his large tshirt back down your head. âletâs get you inside, okay?â the two of you head back into the chateau, leaving the mess on the motorcycle for jj to deal with the next day.



#I AM IN EMOTIONAL RUINS ABOUT THIS MOMENT #THAT PAUSE BEFORE HE SAYSÂ âFOR EITHER OF THEMâ #AHSOKA THINKS THAT ANAKIN IS DEAD AND BAIL IS ABSOLVING HER OF GUILT ABOUT NOT PROTECTING HIM FROM THE CLONES #BUT BAIL ORGANA KNOWS THE TRUTH #AND HE KNOWS SHE MAY WELL ONE DAY FIND OUT WHAT ANAKIN REALLY DID #AND HE WANTS HER TO KNOW THAT SHE COULDNâT HAVE STOPPED IT #BAIL ORGANAâS OWN PAIN AND HURT IN THIS MOMENT ARE IMMENSE #HE LOST ONE OF HIS DEAREST FRIENDS AND CLOSEST ALLIES #AND HE STILL HAS COMPASSION AND CARE FOR ANAKINâS APPRENTICE #I AM IN PAIN BECAUSE AHSOKA WILL BLAME HERSELF #AND BAIL AND I BOTH KNOW SHE SHOULDNâT SHE DESERVES TO LET THAT GUILT GO ONE DAY #BECAUSE SHE COULDNâT HAVE CHANGED IT #NO MATTER WHAT HER GUILT WILL TELL HER #ANYWAY IâM GONNA GO CRY ABOUT BAIL ORGANA AND AHSOKA TANO