“Flex for me, slut. Show off what I paid for.”
Maybe the muscle-addicted sluts who fall into Daddy’s orbit don’t truly understand what they’re getting into, but eventually they’ll come to realize that Daddy owns their asses. That expensive elixir flowing through their veins gives Daddy rights over their bodies – at least, if they want more. And they all want more. That’s why they prostrate, embarrass and degrade themselves for Daddy. They want more, more more.
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Daddy’s new favorite roid slut taking a picture for all Daddy’s friends. Daddy loves making these whores do depraved or compromising shit when their girls are in the next room.
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It’s inconceivable to a himbo to not be constantly on show. His body is a work of public art. An interactive sculpture. He uses his eyes to beg men to look and touch.
Dumb down here, himbos
Mark’s got one of his boys coming over to his pad – Aleksandr, a Russian dreamboat. Not unheard of. A lot of the dudes would rather hookup out of the gym for privacy reasons, and can’t hook up at their own houses cause of their girls.
Mark also knows this new bro wants his pussy shaved. That’s not usually Mark’s look, but he’s always willing to make an exception if the guy’s worth it. He shaved down, soaped up and is waiting to present his perfect pussy to the tanked Russian who’s been “fucking dudes on the DL for ten years.” Mark’ll wait until the sex is over before he makes his final judgment, but he thinks he’s gonna get on really well with this new guy.
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Daily progress shot sent to Daddy to fuel his wank bank. Daddy is particularly keen on glutes; he has his sluts train a minimum of 2 leg days a week. It’s brutal for the sluts but the results speak for themselves. Then, spending 15 hours a week in the gym is brutal but the results speak for themselves. When you’re addicted to gainz, this is the life you lead.
Speaking of, slut’s next appointment with Daddy is in two days. He’ll get his next dose of poison to fuel his growth. He’s hard and leaking thinking about it. Daddy will exact his payment, he knows, but it’s worth it. Your gainz are more important than your heterosexuality.
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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…
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Daddy dangles the lure of steroids in front of these damaged men and they cave. They eventually beg to join Daddy’s cult. At first, they sucked him and endured his dick because that was the price for the muscle they craved. Now, they do it cause they love Daddy and his beautiful cock.
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When Mark dresses like this, it must be leg day. Can you blame my boi for wanting to show off?
The amount of dudes who paw at his ass when they walk by, at times blatantly rubbing their chubbed dicks while they do. Some of them are his regulars, some of them Mark’s never spoken to. Doesn’t matter. He’s a good boi, and a good boi’s body is a permanent source of pleasure for other men. Mark welcomes their molestation.
The gym attendants would say something about his attire, but Mark has most of them wrapped around his finger. It’s hard to tell a guy to show some propriety when he was lapping at your balls not two days ago.
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Mark waiting in one of the toilet stalls at Sparta for the, uh, “straight” bro he’s been wooing to sneak in and fuck his perfect ass.
Mark’s path always begins with flattery. Gym bros are universally vain and self-conscious and in constant search for validation. Mark gives them what they want. He compliments their bodies, their lifts, their clothes, and he does it with a warming smile. A few weeks of building the bro’s confidence with his words of affirmation, and Mark starts dropping hints about his sex life. It’s planting the idea in the guy’s head – an idea that he has perhaps never truly let himself think about. Men have sex with men. He knows about it intellectually, but he’s never really seen it in the wild.
The dude starts to look at Mark’s mouth differently. All of a sudden, he sees it as a potential house of pleasure. And every now and then, Mark will catch him looking at his butt. So strong and perky and spankable; so much what men want to stick their dicks into. And once Mark’s drops the old “Oh yeah, I fucking love bottoming. I let dudes fuck me as hard as they want”, the guy’s a lock.
And so, the toilet stalls. Lured in by Mark’s brazen, confident sexuality and his genuine love-bombing, and the guy proves something Mark has known his whole life – most straight men… aren’t. And Mark gets to be the beneficiary of the dude’s sexual re-awakening.
Mark loves his life.
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Mark’s vibe whenever he’s working glutes. Or any body part. He just has permanent slut-stud energy. And there’s fucking endless bros at Sparta who would love to see this video (or really, to just be underneath all that). Sniffing and licking and lapping like the hounds they are as Mark presses his perfectly worked glutes on their faces.
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Mark’s got two of his gym bros coming over and he’s dressed accordingly. They’re basically straight, and so far he’s only managed to give them blowies. He hopes tonight’s the night they finally cunt his hole.
So he’ll wear a mini-skirt. Just to, you know, make his bros think along the right lines. It’s a tactic he’s used before to great effect. The tease of that tiny bit of fabric “covering” his amazing, fuckable glutes is too much for most men.
He’s just deliberating whether he should feminize his voice. Some “straight” men definitely do prefer that. But he decides against it. He’s a man, he’s gonna act like it. The skirt is for titillation; but the bros will be under no illusion that they’re fucking a woman.
Gay dudes can just think of the skirt like a tiny kilt. I mean, it is plaid.
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Mark’s gonna cycle to Sparta today. This is what he’ll be wearing. There and back. Showing off comes naturally to a beautiful, thicc-assed good boi who’s brought hundreds of men to heel.
He’ll turn plenty of heads at the gym. Some of his fuck bros will be there, and they’ll each steal a glance at his perfect, cuntable ass – never knowing that the bro two machines down is doing and thinking the same thing. His dick will spike, his thoughts will turn from lifting to fucking, and Mark will just need to light one little spark – a quick flash of his bare ass, a wink and an air-kiss while bro’s off-guard, an earnest praising of a bro’s gym-honed body – and the bro of his choice will be in the toilets or the sauna of the jacuzzi giving Mark the androphilic pleasure he craves.
Mark loves the power he has over his boys. And it is power. Even when Mark plays the bottom or the sub or the slut, he is always in control. Any power a bro has is borrowed, never owned. Mark would never let himself become a man’s victim.
Either way, you can’t blame my boy for showing off.
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The type of classic gym slut shit Mark wears. Only, the shorts are usually a little bit shorter.
He’s either responding to some gushing comments on his FortheFans, or he’s setting up a sesh with one of his fuck buddies. Probably not in Sparta. Mark has built his sexual bunker in the gym, but he’s not so silly as to limit where he finds his boys.
A couple of young bros pass by, and one of them wolf-whistles. Mark checks them out. He lightly taps his ass. “Thanks, man,” he says, fully earnest and easy-going. Mark lives to be objectified by men. The two guys chuckle and head away.
He watches them go, eyes fixed on the pig who whistled. He’s shorter and smaller than Mark – not his typical type – but his body-shape is beautiful; a perfect downward triangle. With his football jersey it’s hard to see, but Mark can tell he’s exactingly lean. Sharp abs, snatched waist. He has a surprising amount of ass for a bro so lean. His black, hi-styled sweatpants sway back and forth as he and his buddy head for the drinks machine.
Mark makes up his mind.
Thirty minutes later, that young man is sitting on one of the gym toilets as Mark slams his pussy up and down on his rock cock. He’s already cum. Twice. But Mark’s not stopping.
He knew he was onto a winner when the guy blew his first load hands free while Mark was giving him a lap dance. Mark knows he’s taking this guy’s gay virginity, his anal virginity, and hell, maybe just his virginity.
Mark doesn’t go easy on him though. Mark wants to spoil this guy for the rest of his life. To fool him into thinking that whores like Mark are a dime a dozen. To make him lie awake at night tossing and turning, dreaming of Mark’s ass. For Mark’s unrelenting, perfectly snatched hole to be the best piece of pussy this kid ever has.
And he achieves that. Mark sucks the third load from him with his ass, pulls up his shorts, and leaves with just one slutty wink. His prey is totaled on the toilet; his dick red raw and painful from Mark’s anal abuse. He’s scrambling to get Mark’s details, but my boi’s already gone.
Always leave ’em wanting more. That’s what a gym slut does best.
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My boi Mark.
Mark’s a slut, a whore, a home-wrecker, a cocksucker, a fag, a good boi. He’s out, he’s proud, he’s confident as sin, and he always gets what he wants. It’s just a matter of finding the right angle.
And what he wants is masculine men. He’s a masc-chaser. He surrounds himself with masculine aesthetics and manly energy. That’s what gets him off, what sets him off, what pounds his heart and addles his brain. To Mark, there’s nothing sexier than an unabashedly masculine man reveling in his own virility. Marc does the same. He doesn’t just want masc, he is masc. Only elevated. He dresses well, smells good, looks damn fucking good. He wears color and sparkly shit, or else not very much at all. It’s to show off his man’s body – all muscle, chest hair and swinging cock. He’d say fem guys need not apply, but he’s not quite so exclusionary as that. He just has a very powerful preference.
And Mark’s a pro. You’ll find him on FortheFans, posting his latest nudes or jerk-videos or dildo fun. He’s yet to do anything with other guys, though. Crossing the line into outright pornstar is a big leap, and he’s doing just fine with his teasing, tantalizing shows. Fine enough to afford a swank pad in Brooklyn. My boi Mark has expensive tastes.
And what does he do with his glut of free time? He spends it at Warriors of Sparta; an elite gym filled with hot, muscular, masculine men who are always looking to get off. And Mark gets them off. He tops them, he bottoms for them; he sucks them, he fucks them; he worships their bodies, or lets them worship his. He’s got that gym wrapped around his finger, along with dozens of bros who he’s wrangled into his sexual maelstrom.
And it’s all Mark’s little secret.
So don’t tell their wives. Or boyfriends. Or bros.
Or do. Could be fun.
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