Bro, I'm so glad you wrote to me. Cock and muscle are a deep calling of mine. The bottom in this picture has a powerful, muscular body, blessed with God's power. But the photo shows him being penetrated by an equally heavy and powerful Cock. This icon tells me that no matter how powerfully God shapes our body, no matter how pumped by iron we get, we can never be complete until penetrated by Cock, until pumped full of cum. I feel I know my calling. To be pumped by iron, to be pumped with cum. To give myself to Cock completely, to worship the God of the male form, to give myself for Him to shape, for Him to penetrate.
Where are you in your lifting life? I'm a beginner at the end of his first year. I weigh 225 lbs, am 5' 10". I'm a bear. More fat than muscle, sadly, but over the past year, I'm showing some muscle tone and have dropped some fat. This is the workout I've been doing:
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I live in a working class town and until recently, I worked out at an LA Fitness. What I loved about this gym (what I love about this town) is that the men were totally ripped. Just look around and the words "Hail, Cock!" are on your lips. Living here, every day is a confession of the saving power of Cock. That said, my partner and I have our own business and this gym is crowded. Time is always a challenge. So I recently bought myself a power rack, an Olympic bar and a bench. I also set up mirrors. Plus, it's great lifting without a shirt. One of my goals is to sacrifice wearing shirts to Cock. I don't imagine I'll get to a point where I can go shirtfree at work. That said, I try never to wear a shirt at home. And as my chest gets better, I want to go shirtfree everywhere I can. I feel that I owe it to Cock to always provide my brothers with a sexually open masculinity.
And, next item on the shopping list for my gym is a sling to hang in the power rack.
In terms of the worship, I've been fighting the worship of Cock since about 2000. After a long struggle, I gave in and accepted Cock as God in November 2014. I bought this pendant online:
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I've worn it every day and known a deep peace since. What was weird is that growing up Catholic, I was a pretty devout believer. I never managed to get myself to wear a crucifix. I realize that while my heart and mind accepted Christianity, my body didn't. I feel unified now. I work everyday now at deepening and opening my sexuality to those of my brothers who share this spirituality and sexuality. Brotherhood is a really important value for me. Sexually, I feel called in two directions. The first is buddy sex. I'm married to a man and we have an sexually open relationship. That said, I feel that I need more sexual friendships, rather than just hookups. The other calling is worshiping Big Cock and big muscle. But I realize that I haven't devoted my body to be pleasing to Cock. If I'm called to Big Cock and big muscle, I need to give over my body to being pleasing to Big Cock and big muscle.
I'm hoping to find a brother who wants to travel that road with me, to pump some serious iron to be pumped full of even more serious cum.
Does any of this speak to you, bro? Let me know.
