mybullself: adamandstevewerehot:maxx114:hotjazzyguys:Jason Bjarnson
mybullself: adamandstevewerehot:maxx114:hotjazzyguys:Jason Bjarnson picture of potential Look at him. Look at Jason. Look. Take in the details. People always see Jason in the gym. They immediately label him some juiced up meat headed moron. Maybe it’s because they’re jealous. I mean. Look at him. The kid is only 18, turns 19 in two weeks, and he is built.Or maybe they think that because Jason looks out of it half the time. Look at his eyes. Empty. Blank. Expressionless. Lights are on but no one’s home. His body is moving on autopilot. He’s running the treadmill, working his legs, doing squats, bicep curls, lifting weights, and posing in front of the mirror, all on autopilot. He looked stoned. Drugged.Look at his body. He wasn’t like this a year ago. In fact, that’s another reason people think he juiced. His body ballooned with thick beefy muscle in one year. It took other men years to get what took him twelve months.But, people don’t look. They don’t take in the details. He’s got a gym bag nearby. Stuffed with cans of Himbo brand Jock Serum XXXL MAX as well as bottles of THIXX brand Cake’d Up and Thixx brand Bully’d Up ass and chest booster dietary supplements.The one thing everyone fails to notice are his Bluetooth AirPods. What do you think he’s listening to? Wanna hear it? Here. Put these on. Close your mind. And let it take you to where he is…Silence. That’s the first thing that fills your ears. The sound of silence. One would think that the phrase itself is oxymoronic, but you can almost hear it. The sound of silence. The AirPods block out all sounds. You don’t hear the grunting and groaning from the other gym rats, the clanking of weights. You barely even hear your own heart beat.Then you hear a weird sound, real far in the background. A very low toned hum, like a warbling whistle. It’s hard to describe. It’s inoffensive. It doesn’t bother you. It just drones on in the background. There’s a voice. Very far away. As if they were shouting directions to you from across a room.You. Jock Boy. You. You’re a jock. You’re a bro. You’re a stupid ass frat bro. A dumb ass jock. A meat headed gym bunny. You’re cocky. You love showing off. Flex. Come on. You know you want to. Flex. Yeah, you just did it. You flexed without even thinking about it. Do it again. Yeah. Feels good to flex, right? Feels so good to flex your guns. Take off your shirt. Yeah. Now flex. Yeah, feels better, right? Even better now, right? Yeah. You can almost feel your dick starting to chub. Good. Let your brain drain, just leak out of you, flow down, down, down, down to your cock. Let it flow down to your cock. Let your cock get good and hard. Keep flexing. Yeah. This is what you should be, what you will be, what you’ll always be, a flexing meat headed jock, a gym bunny who loves to be watched, appreciated, worshiped, idolized, lusted after. You’re a jock fag who needs to be adored, needs to be wanted and needed and hungered for. You’re going to get fucked. Hard. Mercilessly. You’re going to get used. Raw. Stuffed full of cum. You’re going to love it. Hey, it’s extra protein, bro. Nah. It’s brotein, bro. Take all that brotein. Up that jock hole, down your throat, absorb it in, get jacked. Get fucked. Get jacked, get fucked. That’s your mantra. You’re gonna be the biggest bull fag in this gym. Make the men hunger for you, turn their heads, damn near break their neck doing a double take to look at you as you walk by, fat ass and big tits out. Let your brain drain, just listen to what I’m saying. Your cock should be hard now, so hard, throbbing. Fuck you need to jerk off. Fuck you need to fuck. Fuck you need to get fucked. Find a bro, any bro, in the gym, ask him to fuck you, take you to the showers, cunt you out, breed you deep, and let your brain leak out of your cock as you get bred. And then when you’re done…when you’re done…and you’re gaped and leaking and sore…get your ass back out on the floor and keep working out… get jacked, get fucked, repeat. Get jocked, get dumb, get jacked, get fucked. The AirPods come off. You’re still standing there.Look at you. Damn near drooled on yourself…your cock is brick hard…and there’s a few guys looking your way…they like what they see…go…you heard your instructions… get jacked… get fucked…repeat…go….go jock boy…find a man to cunt you out….breed you deep…leak what little brains you got left out of your cock when you nut from getting fucked…then come back…and repeat the process…and in a year…in a year you’ll look and be just like Jason…And I’ll be here…telling the new guys about you…to look at you…and take in the details…. Love that hypnotic read -- source link