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Jockhism: Right Mindlessness

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If there was one single word you could use to describe Ren, it would be stressed. Before his girlfriend broke up with him, everything was going good. Their combined income was more than enough to cover rent, her pussy was always ready for his dick, and life seemed to be going well. Ever since that day, he was working two jobs to barely scrape by.

Ren’s toned body, that he’d had with his girlfriend, had gone flabby since he couldn’t work out nor ear correctly anymore. He’d easily put on 50 pounds in under a year and lost a good deal of tone.

Hopefully, that all would change. Ryan, Ren’s best friend for 10 plus years, was getting an apartment with him. With rent being split in half Ren could quit one of his jobs and get his body back into shape after the year of depression eating.

The day arrives and Ren and Ryan move into their new place, a dual bachelor pad. Ryan supersized Ren with a present, a book on working out titled “Jockhism”.

Ren felt a little offended, even his best friend is saying he’s got fat, but Ren understood that Ryan want’s to help him get back into shape.

The book wasn’t very long but Ren decided to skip to the end

Reading through it, Ren discovered that it included several week long passes to a new gym called the Temple. Knowing he would try the place out, he skipped back to another section on power-lifting. Reading through it felt like a switch being turned on. Power lifting wasn’t about size, it was about power. The power to move heavy objects, the power to show what real muscle is.

Ren grabbed Ryan and dragged him to the Temple for a good workout immediately. Ren strolled through the lobby like he’d been there a million times, focused on getting changed and starting his lifting.

Ryan kept trying to direct Ren to the cardio sections to burn fat, but Ren was determined to lift. He set up the bar and got in position, pulling the bar down before Ryan was fully prepared to spot. Each pump was hard, not impossible but difficult. Ren pushed through, lifting again felt great.

Ren continued to do rep after rep, losing all track of time and how many reps he’d completed. One phrase kept clouding his thoughts. “Right Mindlessness” over and over. Each rep the phrase would push another thought out of his head, and then another, and another, until all that was left was the act of lifting. Ren grew a big dumb smile as his head grew emptier and emptier, no more worries getting in the way.

“Hey bro, we should switch off now, heh. You really got in the zone man.”

Ren’s mind regained an idea of it’s surroundings. Who knows how long he had been pumping, but he could feel lighter, happier. His cock also felt happy, straining in his shorts. “Yea brah, you take a turn.”

Ren spotted for Ryan, after Ryan altered the weights slightly. He could see Ryan’s eyes go blank, empty of all thought. ‘Mindlessness’ pumped though his brain as Ryan followed through with every rep. He also saw Ryan’s cock straining in his jock. He couldn’t take his eyes off of it.

The two brahs finished their workout, both tired from an intense day. Ren for getting back into the swing of working out and Ryan for trying to not get one upped by his bro. Ren could barely focus, his mind lost in a haze as his cock throbbed. Without thinking in the shower, he walked behind Ryan and rested his hard cock against Ryan’s ass. Without complaint Ryan backed up, letting the hard member slip inside.

The tight warmth engulfing his manhood sent Ren over the edge. His empty mind became a firestorm of pleasure and bliss as he used his friends ass. Without any thought Ren blew his load into Ryan’s ass. The pleasure overwhelmed him as he felt some of his desire to fill his head with useless crap, like books and geeky shit, dragged out of his cock. His euphoric bliss growing as he knew he must maintain the right mindlessness to keep all that stress away for good.

Jockhism: Thinking is Suffering

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Daniel sat on his couch playing video games, desperately trying to ignore the moans and slapping of skin coming from the other side of the house. Demarcus and Luke, Daniel’s best friends and roommates, were once again fucking each other silly, just like they had every night for the past month.

For some reason, they had been acting weird ever scene they decided to start working out. The Temple, as they called it, was about the only thing they could talk about recently, droning on and on about the Four Jock Truths and the Eight Brah Path. None of it made any sense to Daniel. Though Daniel couldn’t deny that it was paying off.

Demarcus must have lost 40 pounds of fat and replaced it with 30 pounds of muscle. His dark skin seemed to glow, even when the lights were off. He also no longer wore his large video games shirts, to cover up his belly. Instead he wore muscle shirts and athletic shorts everywhere.

Luke, on the other hand, stopped being a bean pole and gained more muscle than Demarcus. His acne had completely cleared up and it was impossible to get him to wear a shirt unless it was literally required. His pale skin now showed a golden tan, reveling Daniel’s Latin skin in color.

Daniel could accept his friends deciding to get healthy, he just wished they’d stop acting and smelling like dumb jocks. He also could accept them being gay, he didn’t care, all he wanted was to play video games with his friends again.

About the time Daniel finished the mission he was working on, Luke and Demarcus walked into the living room wearing only jockstraps, carrying the musk of sex with them.

“Hey brah, want to join us at the Temple today?” Demarcus asked, flashing a stellar smile that Daniel couldn’t remember him having previously.

“Sure, why not.” Daniel wasn’t excited to go to a gym, but he did want to get to the bottom of what the hell was up with his friends.

After they showered, and Luke reluctantly put on a shirt, all three went to the ‘Temple’. Stepping inside, Daniel saw a giant mural of a very buff guy with a backwards baseball cap and a very dumb look on his face. He was only wearing tight athletic shorts and was sitting with his legs crossed. The most unsettling part was his arms, posed to flex, and Daniel could swear it looked like they were pulsing.

Daniel must have been staring because he was startled when Luke slapped his ass. “come on brah, time to lift. Gotta awaken the jock within, brah.”

The last line confused Daniel. The jock within? Daniel was not a jock, and neither were Luke and Demarcus up until recently. He dutifully followed his friends into the locker room to put on his workout gear, some stuff he still had from high school. He followed his friends out into the main weight area, determined to jog on a treadmill until they were done. Right before he could, Demarcus grabbed him, wrapping his big black arms around Daniel. Daniel tried to protest but Demarcus was not letting up. Daniel shifted his attention to Luke, hoping for some help, but what he saw scared him.

Luke had run off for a second before returning with a flat rimmed ball cap. It had the gyms logo on the front and looked like purple fog was dispersing all around it. Luke placed the cap on Daniel’s had and he could feel the fog enter his mind. All of his thoughts slowed as the fog filled the outside of his mind. He looked to Luke and pleaded for them to stop.

“Just awaken the Jock brah.” and Luke turned the cap around.

The purple fog dove deep into Daniel’s brain, stopping all brain function outside of one thought, the first Jock Truth. Without realizing it, Daniel said it out loud, “Thinking is suffering.” His cock grew hard as Demarcus let him go.

After several minuets, Daniel got up. “lets go lift brahs. Gotta awaken the Jock within more.” He slapped Luke and Demarcus on the ass before following them to start their lifting for the day.