"i'd rape that!"

it was now week 3 on the juice. the first 2 weeks had turned me into a sloth. i could eat. i could train. then i'd sleep 18 hours a day

"your body is growing. you need rest"

grow it did and with the help of a little water retention i gained 4Kgs in the first week. soon i could reach my goal of getting those meaty rolls of skin that over-sized muscle guys get on the back of their necks. i don't care what you think. i think it's hot.  beefcake! BEEFCAKE!!!

i'd adjusted to the drugs. i'd adjusted to the weight gain. now i'd adjusted to being back in Sydney so now i was free to enjoy the side effect of steroids every man loves - rampant out of control libido. Sydney, and more specifically the suburb of Darlinghurst, is the perfect place to unleash the dogs

going out is always an unsuccessful way for me to pick up. i just want to have fun with my mates. i can't multitask. so most of the picking up was on Grindr and, more successfully, Scruff. normally being polite and slowly engaging in a little conversation seems the best way to work your way into a hook up. however, Sydney is blunt. therefore i will be too. "hot. wanna fuck?" is a little tacky if not a little trite. i prefer a little flattery with a smattering of shock. 

my pick up line : "I'd rape that"

to my surprise it was immensely successful. there's nothing like the threat of violence to win a man's heart. it's not only sexual violence that is the appeal, but he gets to relax. there's no need to impress or engage in chit-chat. they are relieved of all responsibility, completely. not just responsibility but also choice. all they have to do is get treated like a piece of meat. and maybe whimper a little for my benefit. i like it when they cry a little bit. i really do

this is where men differ greatly from women. most men don't really have to live in fear of being a victim of a violent sexual crime. sure it happens a lot more to men than any statistic would show. due to the embarrassing and emasculating nature of the crime many male-on-male rape causes would go unreported. though many gay men fantasise about it. even some of those who have been the victims of rape in the past still fantasise and wish to experience it again. a good 25% of my work is rape fantasies, abuse and domination. it's something i enjoy

yes. it makes me feel like a man. i real cunt of a man. and i love it!

i don't intentionally want to hurt someone beyond what they could handle. the human body is quite tough and resilient, pay a little attention and you can se how far someone wants to be pushed. there's nothing like overpowering a guy and forcing to his knees. smacking that  dirty cock sucker across the face and variations in pitch you get depending on how wide open their mouth is. the gagging. the choking. that good slimy spit you get from really jamming your cock way to far down their throat. the spit that never quite dries up and you use it as lube to fuck them. 

when you do fuck them, both hands tight around their throat and throwing them down on your cock, over and over. or my favourite now i'm bigger, holding them facedown in a half-nelson, the other arm around their throat while you drill the fuck out of their ass - they can't breathe let alone say stop. bite them on the nape of their neck if they don't keep still. when i've dumped my load, don't let them get up, squeeze them in a bear hug and crush them with my 100kg

see. i'm a sensitive man deep down. i always cuddle a little at the end :)

try it yourself!