💉No Roids No Gain💉

Only one week since he started roiding yet he’s already loving it. He has noticed the changes starting. The bigger pumps, the aggressiveness, that sudden burst of energy, lifting harder and longer out of nowhere almost as if juice was magic. And that’s the thing, it actually IS. He knows it, has known it for a long time. He already has a great body, nice shape and definition, good size. And it’s all natural, gained through years and YEARS of hard work pushing himself to the limit. But it’s nowhere near enough, nope, not for him. He really needs more muscle. More size, more growth. He already knows muscle is the most important thing in life. If you check his tumblr you’ll see at first it was just some random, normal shit about life and such. But suddenly the pictures became one and one thing only: him flexing harder and harder, posing with that backwards cap always on, shirtless. Just that, muscle, with less and less clothing to boot. HIS muscle. Check the tags: bodybuilder, muscle, bro, gains, swole, posing, miring… the whole meathead of a bro package. And he was just so tired of seeing others progress past him, no matter how good his diet and routine were. Wasn’t long until the noticed they all had one thing in common: roids. That’s when he decided it was time to take the plunge and give in to the needle. The bros were getting bigger and bigger, more and more massive and he certainly didn’t want to be left behind, not anymore. Not when he still needed so much fucking size. And why should he deny himself of that growth he wanted for so long? Nah, it was his time to shine. Having recently tried his first injection, all he can think of is how could he have ever hesitated in the first place. Because even the small changes during his first week have already put his previous natty gains to shame. Small considering what’s yet to come, that is. Once the roids really start working, rushing that testosterone to the fucking max, turning him into an alpha blooded fucker, lifting and fucking like an animal made only for that, just thinking with his cock… that’s when there won’t be any turning back. Because that’s what juice does. Yeah, he’ll hooked, addicted for more. And who can blame him, once you experience what being a GOD is like, do you sincerely think you’ll ever want to go back? Given that his body has already been pushed so hard and his base is great,  it certainly won’t be long until he starts blowing up, bulging all over with the muscle and size he so desperately wants. He wants, NEEDS the whole roided meathead package for himself: both massive size AND amazing definition, veins, abs, all the works. And make no mistake, ONLY roids will ever give you that. Good for him he’s already on the way. Yeah, it really won’t be long now. You can bet those red shorts will soon give way to skimpy posers, he already got some pairs I’m sure, just waiting for when he can truly see himself as a fucking alpha muscle stud to wear them. Don’t forget the nude selfies too. Showing off that obviously roided, superior physique and posting it online for all to see in its full glory. Last but not least the camshows and videos, all while flexing hard and naked, jacking off that jock meat thinking of his own growth, muscle,  HIS muscle, how much of  fucking BIG dumb jock he looks now, fuck, fuck, FUCK - that’s when he won’t be able to hold it anymore and just cum that roided seed all over  the screen. He’ll reach that point where he doesn’t even need to do anything but look at himself to cum. Just flex and pose, yeah those classic bodybuilder poses he always tried to emulate but didn’t look right before, not anymore. And he will be loving every single second of it. Won’t it be, after all, what he’s always wanted? I bet you want it too. Well, he’s already on his way. What’s your excuse?

Alexandre  Auger and Samuel Dixon

They saw you staring at them the whole day at the beach, unable to look away from their swole as fuck muscles. You were terrified when they started to walk over to you, but JOCKBOYS like them love being watched. They wanna bring you home with them to worship their bodies and get fucked by them.

Ever since Coach got them started on roids they don’t want anything else. They look exactly like the textbook definition of big, dumb jocks and that’s the way Coach likes it. Muscles bulging all over, everything on display, the size, the definition. There isn’t a single day they aren’t shirtless now, gotta show all those roid gains off for everyone to see. Especially here on the beach, ready to achieve that killer tan to highlight their new muscles even more. They really can’t possibly think about going back to the way it was before they met Coach: unsatisfied with their bodies, no discipline, no bros, no gains, too much brains and no MUSCLE. Well, they had some muscle, true, but it was NOWHERE near the fucking size, the beefiness, the physique they realize only roids can really give you. Yeah, everything changed after Coach got them their first cycle. No roids = no fun, that’s how they see life now. And don’t forget, both being and having a bro. It was Coach that brought them together at first, telling them it was about time to have a workout partner. The daily, mutual struggle and sweat at the gym, followed by the mutual worship. The mutual growth… Male bonding just doesn’t get any better than that and they realize it now. Everything is better with a bro by your side, even sex. They were so lonely before, but not anymore. Not now that they can lift with someone who understands the need for size, for more muscle, the desire to be a fucking alpha jock fucking and lifting his way through life. They were about to drop those shorts down to the shiny speedos Coach handpicked for them, can’t be having those killer quads covered. That’s when they caught you staring. Coach had told them it was time to get a new bro if they wanted to keep training under him. Their very own little bro to mold from a random nobody into a big meathead just like they now were. Taught them exactly how to recognize it too, the lust, the desire for muscle, that seed deep inside that revealed the guy was just dying for Coach’s guidance, even if he didn’t already know it. You thought you could turn away and fake it, but it was already too late. They noticed it and were coming closer and closer. They might be big dumbasses, but they sure as hell can notice when someone is lusting after their swole as fuck muscles. They thrive on it, in fact You felt yourself get lightheaded as they approached you, almost feeling dwarfed by the mountain of roided beef now surrounding you. That was just how you longed to look like, you thought deep inside. They just smiled and affectionately put their hands around your shoulder, saying it was alright. They knew what you wanted and were ready to give it, all you had to do was follow them. You could only but firmly nod as you kept staring at their perfect bodies, their perfect muscles, so big and juicy it all flexed involuntarily as they merely walked and moved about. They brought you to their home, where indeed you had your sweet time worshipping and being fucked by them. But it all came at a cost. They made you promise you would give yourself to their Coach, soon to be yours too. That tomorrow you would go to the gym with them, to start your new life. You won’t even need to think anymore, no complex thoughts and feelings – leave that to Coach. All you gotta do is follow his orders, it’s all very simple, really. If you do that, and you will, it won’t be long until become their new bro in both mind and body. After that needle gets inside you the first time, pumping you full of testosterone, fuck yeah, what makes a man a man. You won’t ever look back, that’s a promise. Just focus on growing bigger and bigger. On wearing less and less. On fucking more and more. More roids, more size, more growth, more fucking, more bros, more fun. What else could you need in life? Coach really knows best.

How to pick up dudes in the gym. “Hey bro, I think I need a spot.”

Hey bro, I think I need to stop time so we can peel off our sweaty gym shorts and I can start whaling on your awesome dick with my mouth…..

Roided bros lifting and growing together at the gym. That’s the kind of male bonding you long for. The mutual growth... injecting your bro with roids and being injected by him yourself. Knowing you are actually playing a huge role in his growth. The feeling when watching your bro blow up with muscle all over while realizing the same thing is happening to your own body. And of course, touching his newfound roided body as he fondles your muscles too, that mutual worship filled with amazement and lust, almost not believing how big and alpha looking you are becoming. Getting cockier and more arrogant by the day as you both push yourselves to the limit and grow even bigger and people start to notice.  They’re like real brothers, is what they’ll say. The shared selfies showing off your roided physiques for everyone to see. Knowing your bro will always be there for you, no matter what. Male bonding just can’t possibly get any better than this, After all, what’s more masculine than two bros improving their bodies at any cost at the gym? If you look at the picture you can see crystal clear how much of a bro they are. How juice has brought them even closer together. The same roided body, bulging with muscles all over and of similar size as well? Check. The same haircut and facial hair? Check. The same revealing tanktop purposedly worn just to show off and highlight their superior juiced bodies? Check. They probably even speak and sound the same. In fact, if it wasn’t for their facial features you might even mistake them for twins. When it comes to being a bro, it’s safe to say nothing is better than roids. When the body changes, it’s not long before the mind does too. How long until you get a bro of your own like this? Start roiding and find out. I’m sure you can’t wait.

He was so tired of being small and skinny. So tired of being called a nerd and bullied or plain ignored, never really noticed. Yeah, they used to call him smart, sometimes even cute, but that was NOT what he wanted. For him, it was the exact opposite of a compliment. Because in the end, he KNEW it was always the big, dumb jock that got people really excited and hot. It didn’t really matter if the dude was a dumbfuck who could barely string a sentence together and could only talk about sports and lifting, people would swoon over him regardless with eyes of utter admiration and lust. Yeah, it was always the big, muscular, alpha looking guy that commanded all the looks and stares no matter where he was. The power, the intimidation, the sex appeal... he wanted it all for himself, I mean, what kinda of man doesn’t? Exactly the kind of guy he wanted to be. The first step would be to get muscles. That is gateway to the life of a bro, after all. But he had already tried the gym before. Used all the supps and routines, but apparently it was not enough. While he did indeed grow a bit, it was still nowhere, light years ahead of the shape, the body, the SIZE he really needed to be and have. That’s when he decided he had enough. There was only one thing left now... he had been afraid before, but not anymore. It was time to try roids out. He was sweating like a pig when he got his first test shot. Like he was doing something illegal and dirty, but that only served to get him dangerously excited. Turned on at the thought of doing something “bad” for a change, instead of being just a prim and proper nerd. And later came the second shot... by then he was already feeling the effects, what he had only dreamed about before. The surge of strength, the lifts and reps all going up, the fat burning down and of course... the most important of all, the GROWTH. The muscle growth he had always longed for. Muscles starting to bulge nicely and take shape. Sure, it was just a start but that was all it took to get him hooked. Because for ONCE, he finally started seeing what he wanted in the mirror, feeling how he wanted in the gym and daily life in general. Yeah, it was still a smaller version of the guys whose bodies he always looked up to, but the mere fact he was beginning to look like them already felt way too good. Add to that the compliments he was now getting, dudes asking about his routine and diet (if only they knew!), others talking about how BIG he was starting to become... he was addicted. And as soon as the body changed, so did the mind. He wasn’t taking shit from anyone now, unless you wanted to talk to his fists, powered by roid fueled bulging arms. And there sure wasn’t a short supply of both men and women willing to die just to get fucked by his superior, roided body. Certainly beats being wimpy nerd. This is him years laters and after many, many more roid cycles. A fucking huge meathead, no doubt about it. It was all about size for him now and it sure showed. Just sent selfie with a message to one of the guys who used to bully him back then in school. Even had to wear his old glasses again just so the loser would recognize him. His dick is already hardening at the thought of how he’s gonna beat that fucker into submission with his fists. He can’t wait.

So much bulging out to worship - smug Alpha muscle pig

Massive roidpig bursting with complete, utter joy. Flexing while grinning like a big dumbass. So fucking happy with his new body. The size, the veins, the beef... all only made possible because of one and one thing only: roids. You could spend your entire life working out with the best diet and supplements, the most effective routine but sorry, you’re never going to look this without juice. The key to the bro lifestyle, the main ingredient to the meathead recipe. Of course he’s all smiles.  Yeah, that grin betrays it all, he’s seen the light and knows he looks great. And considering  he’s already experienced first hand the amazing effects of roids you can bet he ain’t ever coming off.  To be fair all it took was was having others compliment on his new size. And of course, watching your muscles blow up in the mirror in the matter of weeks and months. That was a long time ago, though. This is a seasoned roider through and through. No hiding it, not when you are that size with that body, that look. All that matters now is juicing, lifting, fucking. More size, heavier, more intensive lifts, more fucking until you’re just a big oversexed alpha stud with testosterone oozing out of every single of your pores. No stopping, just growing bigger and bigger and bigger. More muscle. More size. More sex.  And how amazing it feels to flex while pumped on juice. Posing for a random picture out of nowhere, no matter what it’s always a chance to show off your muscles. Yeah, feels fucking great.

One more mostly skinny and average dude molded into just another massive, bloated roidbeast. Boy, there sure seems to be lots of them nowadays, and it’s easy to wonder why...  Muscles are better, superior. And they are in. That’s a fact, no going around it. Never in the history of mankind has a roided body been this praised, this desired. And the dudes just keep getting bigger and bigger. In the end, every male wants to have a killer roided bod for his own, to feel how great it is to be a juiced muscle beast, to be pumped all over with bulging muscles ready to flex and tighten at your OWN command.  A primal, oversexed stud gathering lustful gazes everywhere he goes. To know how amazing it is to give in to the cause of muscles, to be turned on by yourself, your muscles. The reality is smarts don’t mean shit, certainly not for you. Because what you really want is muscles. To live the life of a muscle stud, partying, lifting , hanging out with your bros, being noticed for just one thing only: MUSCLES. And that’s where roids come in, because let’s be frank, the ONLY way to get really big fast  is with roids. Brad Pitt in Fight Club? Hah, don’t make me laugh. That might be what you wanted when you started, or what you thought you wanted years ago. But now you have already realized what you really need is muscles, BIG, massive, huge, pumped, vascular, juiced muscles. The kind that makes one look at you and think you’re just a dumbass jock, someone who lives for the gym and only cares about his body, because that IS actually what you want to be. And not just that, because you also desperately want the attitude, the personality changes that come with having a body like this and roids. The cockyness, being an alpha bro, the revealing clothes, the changes in how others view you, the neverending narcissistic selfies glorifying your status as another walking set of muscles, a male sex object... Get roiding and make this is a reality, do it like the bro on the picture. Get huge!

The New Year has already started. It’s February 2016, after all. You have two choices: 1. Go back to your sad, boring life where you do not have muscles, do not roid, are not a bro, himbo, or alpha muscle stud. Where you spend every day longing for muscles, muscles you do not have. Where you are still unsatisfied with your current body and your gym gains. You probably already work out, but it really ain’t giving you the results you wanted, nowhere near the shape, the size of the guys whose body you NEED to have as your own.  2. Get your first cycle. Start roiding. Because let’s be frank, the reality is that you do not simply desire muscles, you want them for YESTERDAY if fucking possible. Can’t just wait anymore. Feel the power yourself, the reason why so many guys get hooked on juice. Watch as muscles you thought you did not even have start filling out. Notice the fat burning away, revealing abs and muscles insertions. Start feeling like a beast on the gym, an animal made for lifting thanks to that new rush of testosterone inside your body, yeah what makes a man a man, and now you have so fucking much of it coursing inside your veins, making you so fucking pumped. Strength gains out of nowhere, lifting heavier and heavier, making progress every single day now. And of course, the most important of all: the size increase. Noticing how different you look in mere weeks. Arms getting beefier, biceps and triceps pushing apart, pecs beginning to fill out nicely, pressing against your shirts, all going to be stringer tanks and the like now, just to show off your new body. Lats spreading, delts beginning to appear and mark their own place on your shoulders, legs growing, veins appearing to pump your new muscles with more test. Everything will start to achieve that shape, that look you always wanted but thought would never have. You’re going to flex a double bi pose whenever you are close to any reflective surface possible with a cocky smile to complete the look. You always wanted to try that pose, but before it just didn’t look right, not like the many pics of muscular guys you saw on tumblr daily. But there it was now on the mirror, you looking just like them. Well, a smaller version of them, but that’s what the future roid cycles will be for. The moment you realize you are FINALLY starting to look exactly like them, that’s when you’ll get hooked.  Don’t forget the compliments from others too, who are bound to notice your changes as well. Some might even suspect you are juicing now, can’t possibly grow that much so fast and naturally, after all.  “Woah dude, looking BIG now!” That’s the kind of stuff you will hear, wanted to hear for so long.  The changes will also lead you to other bros, other big muscle dudes who upon seeing your new body and dedication to muscle will invite you to hang out with them, just like you always wanted. Yeah, hanging out with your new roided bros like on the picture, ready to go to the gym for another mad workout to get even bigger. Flexing and showing off your roided physique in pics and selfies, always posted on the internet for all to see of course. Muscles is all you’ll think about. Honestly it was already all you thought about before, but now that you finally have it, the life, the muscles, the style... won’t want anything to deal with complicated thoughts and shit. Politics, philosophy, intellectual pursuits and the like... all far too boring and complicated, too much brain and too little muscles involved. Not fit for the muscle stud of a bro you’ll be with roids, not at all. Lifting, working out, sex, partying, sports... that’s more of your thing now. Just you and the bros. Your muscles and your bros. Life will be perfect. It’s all up to you now to make this your reality. All it takes is one dose, one cycle to get started, bro...

Yet another frail looking, twig of a guy warped into just a huge, bloated muscular freak due to the power of roids. Of fucking course he is loving it. Nobody bothered paying attention to him before when he was just a random small kid. Ever since he got hooked on juice and started growing like weed though, yeah all that changed. People started noticing him, his muscles. All they talked about was how big and great he was becoming. You bet he was the center of attention now. How easy it was now to find someone to fuck. His entire personality changed, no more of a shy dweeb, not when so many men are dieing to fuck you. Yeah, the envious, lustful stares of other men he now received, knowing they would give anything to look as good and big as him. Asking him what his secret was, his training routine and which supplements he was taking. Little did they know he had taken the plunge. Started injecting himself full of powerful, pure testosterone. And that, that is what really matters if you want to grow massive. Thankfully he had already realized that a long time ago, didn’t even bother to begin lifting without juice. And now feels free to tell anybody that asks the truth, to show them the light. And you can see the results. So can he. Just flexing for another selfie now, to show off how much of a roided stuf he has become, posting it online so everyone can see.   Before he would be described by others as smart, skinny, small, shy, good mannered. Now  big, muscular, roided, dominant, cocky, dumbass, bro. Yeah, he sure is loving it, just the way he wanted and had planned.

Another skinny guy to roided meathead of a bro. And you still wonder why dudes get hooked on juice? Here’s the reason why. Nothing, NOTHING else will make you grow like this. You can spend years and years with a good diet, routine and supplements, busting your ass at the gym but sorry man, only roids will turn you into this. Only roids will give you this body, huge  all around, every single muscle pushing apart, the veins, the SIZE. The attitude changes too. Before nothing but a random nobody wearing a baseball uniform. Now just another big meathead, backwards cap and revealing tanktop to show off all that bulging muscle. Snapping a selfie with a cocky look of contempt on his face because he knows he looks amazing, knows he looks so much fucking better than all the naive guys who stay natty yet still think they can get huge. Yeah, you can bet he ain’t never going back now. Just more and more size, more and more roids. More and more of the life he always wanted and now finally has.