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That’s your sixth meal today, and it’s only 5pm. You can’t remember the last time you were hungry, but that doesn’t matter. All that matters is you’ve got to eat and lift and roid and fuck cause that’s what good bulls do. No. You’ve gotta eat cause Coach told you to eat, and good bulls do whatever Coach says.
Get Jocked.
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When it’s past 2am and all the girls have left. That’s when the club really gets bouncin’.
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Bone up on bros here.
Waiting for the guy from Railr to show up. You’ve taken to using cocksuckers on a daily basis. You work from home and your wife has no idea about your new hobby. You always go for the fem ones. The pretty boys. The sissies. They love it. They think their little straight-chasing fantasies are coming true. What they don’t know is that you’re even more turned on than they are. You wish you had the balls to take it to the next step, maybe just kiss one of these sexy guys who look up at you from their knees, but you don’t. Not yet.
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When you’ve been chatting with a daddy for months and he keeps sending you sluttier clothes to try on. This is what came today with the message; “Send Daddy something he can bust to, slut.” Just reading that you nearly bust yourself. You cleaned up, took some pics and sent them. “Fucking beautiful, slut,” he replied. “Now from the back.” You did what he said. You always did what he said. Daddy controlled the sauce; the beautiful poison that was transforming you before your eyes. He kept saying he wanted to meet up, that it was time for Daddy to collect his payment and take your virgin holes. That’s what he deserved as the man who gave you all this gear and all this time to turn you into the swole, inflated muscle whore you now were.
What can you say? You know that more gear is contingent on pleasing this man, and you want more. You need more. And, if you were being honest with yourself, you kind of wanted to meet him. To service him. He’d sent you so many pictures of his cock, and so much gay porn, it had kind of addled your mind.
You’re just praying your girlfriend doesn’t find out…
Fall into Daddy’s trap here.
“Babe, come on!”
You and bro just vibing on another level and your girl’s getting impatient. She wants to leave, you want to spend more time with bro. It’s a pickle. She’s used to you and bro kissing now, but she’s still not happy about it. She keeps saying it’s “weird” and “gay”. You’re just like “pfft”. It’s “No Homo, babe” cause “he’s bro”.
It makes sense to you. It makes sense to bro. That’s why you love bro. The vibes.
Bone up on bros here.
It’s late, close to midnight. Mark’s back at Sparta for the third time today cause where else would he be? And he’s all but alone with this beast. Huge and rippling, sweating and topless, lifting dangerously heavy weights and screaming out as he does; this is the man for Mark. Now is his time to serve.
So he approaches. Wearing his best slut-stud gear – stringer vest to reveal his nipples, shorts with a 4-inch inseam that hug his donk, and a backwards cap to make sure this alpha knows Mark’s intentions – he meets the alpha’s eye. He gives him his best good boi attitude. A boy’s frown and a pouting lip; Mark looks like a puppy you’ve just scolded.
“Hey,” says Mark.
The alpha looks him over, breathing heavy from his last set. “Cocksucker?” he says.
Mark’s eyes light up and he nods.
Without hesitation, the alpha stomps to Mark’s side and gives his body a proper examination. His large, unfettered hands molest Mark’s ass and he only sticks his butt out further to give the man full access.
“You get fucked too?” he says. His voice is bass-deep.
“Oh yeah,” says Mark. “Anything you want, bro. Anything.”
“Is that right?” His eyes continue their exploration. He pulls Mark’s shorts down to reveal his strapped ass and he digs around Mark’s hole to make sure it’s worth his time. It is.
“Most of the cocksuckers who hit on me aren’t as fuckable as you,” he says.
Of course, Mark loves that.
“Go wait in the locker room. I’ll finish my session then come fuck you.”
“Fuck yeah, bro.”
The alpha swats his ass. “I’m not your bro. What I’m about to do to your pussy I’d never do to a bro. You call me sir.”
“Yes, sir.”
And Mark leaves for the locker room, rock hard in his jock. The fact that the alpha insisted on finishing his session only makes Mark more infatuated. It would soon be his time to serve, and he was gonna do whatever he could to make sure this king came back for more.
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The look Tony gives Mark after his car blowie. They’ve both got their pump on, full-body. Now that Mark’s seen to his immediate needs, Tony’ll head home to his pregnant wife and spend some good quality time, relaxed. Mark’s duty is done. Tasted good, too.
“Thanks, bro,” he says, kind and genuine.
Mark wipes the cum from his mouth and chin. “It was totally my pleasure, dude.”
“Went a bit hard on you there, though, huhu. You don’t mind, right?”
“Nope,” said Mark with a wink.
Tony sticks his fingers in Mark’s mouth, already rebooting for a potential second round. Mark revs up in excitement. But the moment passes. Tony pulls his fingers out with a wet plunging sound, kicks Mark out the car with a smile and drives off.
How so many of Mark’s hook-ups end. But this is Mark’s duty, so he’ll see it through.
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