Date: Wed, 2 Aug 2023 23:51:57 +0000 (UTC) From: Tony Subject: Training a Himbo Bodybuilder Chapter 2 This story is fiction and based on consensual DOM/sub sex between men. Any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. It's copyrighted 2023 with all rights reserved outside of Nifty. Synopsis: This story is about a naïve young himbo (male bimbo), Joey Carbone, with aspirations to become a pro bodybuilder and fitness model. His father, also a himbo, sends him to an old college buddy who trains bodybuilders. The coach teaches Joey the benefits of increased levels of the male hormone, testosterone, to build bigger muscle. This is a story of Joey's efforts to get as much testosterone as possible to build the best body possible. In this chapter, the Coach gives Joey his first load of natural testosterone. Ultimately, he will require the boy to ingest several loads of the hormone. He will soon employ Joey's father to help him implement his training policies. Frank Carbone's general knowledge was also limited and, over the years, has always followed the Coach's direction. Joey loves his new life and dumps his girlfriend to become a member of an all-male secret bodybuilding club where men enjoy each other in every possible way. The story involves the use of MM/M bdsm sex, humiliation, bondage, chastity, cum control, spanking, oral and anal sex. From the Author: When I write, I like to take time getting deeper into the plot to create the right visual. There will be sex in every chapter but some more extreme than others. I like the "power exchange" between two men where one dominant alpha completely controls the willing submissive beta. I have other stories here on NIFTY and will list them at the end of each chapter. My goal is to make YOU have great orgasms so Please share your thoughts. IMPORTANT: DONATE DONATE DONATE PLEASEEEEEE Keep this great site going and donate to http://donate.nifty.org/ CHAPTER 2 Coach Mike Doyle would be considered a Ginger. A tall man with only a light dusting of reddish hair all over his body. His skin was light colored but seemed to glow because he was always sweaty. His musculature was mature and developed and his 6 pack was evident in everything he wore. He was very tall at 6'3" but only weighed 210lbs, which would be considered thin for his body type. His hair always seemed unkept and he looked like he had just gotten out of bed or finished a workout through out the day. He also had a scent. Not a bad odor but a masculine musky scent like he hadn't showered in days. His arms and legs were hairy and looked like he had size 13 sneakers, always unlaced. He liked to wear soccer socks and sometimes they would fall down to his ankles but he never pulled them up. Joey's muscle was already bigger than the coach, but the boy knew he would learn so much from his guidance. Physically, you could see the dumb boy had bigger, more ripped, muscle than the Coach. Mentally, however, Joey was inferior to most men, and had a difficult time focusing on anything besides eating, sleeping, and working out. The coach text Joey earlier, telling him to drop by his office at the fitness center after work to pick some paper work explaining his workout regiment. "Coach Doyle?" Joey knocked on the coach's office door. "Hold on," a voice said from inside. The door opened and the stood in front of him only with a towel wrapped around his waist. Joey caught a whiff of his body odor. "I was just gonna shower after my workout." He said as Joey couldn't help but drag his eyes along the coach's body. He noticed the broad shoulders sculpting down to his chiseled 6 pack abs. Everything seemed to have a reddish glow because of his body hair. The coach waited for Joey to finish looking. "Boy?" he finally said. "Oh... OK Coach," Joey came out of his daze and looked up at the coach's face. "You look so diesel Coach." "You like that boy?" Coach Doyle said as he dramatically flung his towel across the room. He was now standing completely naked in front of Joey. "I bet you like that better now, don't you? Look at that muscle boy." The coach flexed directly in front of the boy. Coach wasn't huge but every muscle on his body was defined. "Well, don't be embarrassed boy," coach said, "It doesn't mean anything to look. You just like muscle and admire guys who have it." "Don't be afraid boy. Look." Coach said as he pushed Joey into a chair and stood in front of him naked, with blood flowing into his cock. "The male body is a thing of beauty. Look at it and admire it." He stepped in closer to Joey sitting in his chair with his cock swinging in front of him. "Can you smell my muscle boy? A real man releases endorphins that have a masculine odor. That odor will motivate you in the gym. You will eventually crave that smell. You will need that smell to work harder." Joey was only half listening and didn't really understand half of what was said. "My training methods go beyond muscle building boy." Coach said as he walked around Joey to stand in back of him. He massaged Joey's shoulders as he spoke. "It is important that you stay focused on muscle. We will work your mind to think about huge male muscle." Joey felt something pressing into him between his shoulder blades. "You need to know who you are and exude confidence in the beautiful body that you have built." The coach was pressing his cock into Joey's back as he lectured. Joey's body was beautiful. He had more muscle than the coach. Joey was thicker but less defined and everything was covered in dark black hair. "Look straight ahead boy." He instructed, "focus inside of yourself and envision the massive body you will have. Don't be distracted by anything, no matter what it is." He could feel that the coach was hard now and it made Joey uncomfortable but he didn't want to say anything, especially on his first day of training. "Testosterone is the key boy." The coach was massaging his neck from behind now and blatantly rubbing his cock against Joey's back. "Male human hormone is the key to building muscle. You need it to achieve your goals. That hormone is stored inside a man's balls. The more hormone in your body, the more muscle growth you will achieve." He walked around in front of the boy. Joey's eyes dropped to see a huge naked cock in front of him. It now looked double the size and twice as thick. There was one vein running along the shaft that looked to be about 9" long. "Im not embarrassed about being naked boy, and you shouldn't be either. Don't forget, as a bodybuilder, your body is displayed constantly, but we will discuss more about that later." He then grabbed his own balls and showed them to Joey. "I want to show you this. This is important. This is the key to muscle growth. This is where the hormone is stored. Here, I want you to hold them." Joey didn't move. "I told you my training methods are unique boy." Coach said, "Bodybuilding is as much mental stimulation as it is physical training. This is not a gay thing boy. I am not gay and I know you're not gay so don't worry boy." Joey looked down to the floor. The coach put his finger under Joey's chin and lifted his face. "Do you want this Joey?" He said looking into the boys eyes. "Do you want me to train you or not?" "Yes, of course Coach." Joey said pleadingly. "Good, so lets just get passed this awkwardness and move forward. Now, I want you to feel the testosterone in my balls Joey." The coach guided the boy's hand to his own balls. Joey held them as the coach let go. "There you go boy." He smiled, "that isn't so hard, is it?" Joey shook his head and he stared at the balls in his hand. "There is precious testosterone in those balls. You know that right? You know you will need that testosterone to make the muscle gains you want." The Coach started pulling on his cock directly in front of Joey as the boy held his balls. He was actually jerking off right in front of his face. "We're going to hit the weights boy," the coach said as he pulled on his cock, "but before we do, you're gonna get your first shot of test. The best type of test that exists. Natural organic test, not just that synthetic stuff." The coach reached over to his desk and picked up a small glass. His cock was so hard that it was pointing upward now and the head looked swollen. He held the glass in front of Joey's face and put his cock head into the glass just as he shot his sperm into it. "Ohhhhh yeah, fuck." The coach moaned as he filled the glass with his cum. "FUckkkkk, that was a big load. I was saving it for you boy." After he calmed down and squeezed out the final drips into the glass, he held it to Joey's lips. The boy backed off and looked up at the coach. "No coach," Joey said softly. "Yes boy," the coach replied, "If you train with me, do will do as you're told or you can leave my office right now." "Isn't that kinda gay Coach?" Joey asked. The coach instantly slapped the boys face, shocking him. He said nothing and stared at Joey angrily. Then, he reached out and put his hand behind Joey's head, pulling him toward the small glass. "You will drink the fucking protein if I say to drink it, boy" Coach said as he pressed Joey's lips to the rim. He tilted the glass up and Joey opened his mouth. "Fucking gay?" Coach said, "this is the best bodybuilding protein you can get, boy. You should thank me for it." Coach said as the sperm slid into Joey's mouth. After he finished, Coach used his finger to scoop up any remainder cum and stuck it into Joey's mouth. "Clean the cum from my finger now," Coach said. Joey sucked the Coach's finger in his mouth to drink the rest of his cum. "Now thank me for it boy." Coach glared at Joey. "Ahhhh," Joey hesitated, "ah thank you Sir." "Your welcome boy." Coach said, "You have my testosterone inside you now boy. You are on your way." Joey smiled. He was concerned even though he thought the cum tasted good. "You will need at least one organic load of testosterone daily." Coach said, "This is my secret formula for creating big muscle and you will need to keep this just between us. I will tell your father about you needing organic sperm and, perhaps, he will also help with that part of your training." Coach Doyle went to his closet and pulled on spandex shorts with no underwear. His still swollen cock was laying sideways along his thigh. He pulled out the same pink thong and threw it to Joey. "You'll wear this again during our workout." Coach said. "You need to display your entire body for me so I can see progress. Don't be embarrassed about the pink boy. It will look good with your darker complexion on the stage. You will wear this pink when you compete." "I'm wearing this onstage Coach?" Joey said as he looked at it. "No, not exactly this one," Coach replied, "I want a smaller pouch on your competition poser so you will need to get used to minimal posers, in general, from now on. You'll wear this or just a jock whenever we workout." "What do I do if guys come into the gym while we are training Coach?" Joey asked. "They will see that I am training you and won't say a word." Coach replied, "You will ignore them. Now get dressed." Joey looked up at the coach with a confused look on his face. "Boy, I don't have time for this modesty." Coach said angrily, "Either you do what I say or we are done here. You fuckin saw my dick so what is the big fuckin deal. We are both men." The coach was yelling now. "Get your fuckin clothes off now!" Joey turned his back and immediately stripped. Coach walked around the boy and made it a point to look at his dick. The thick piece of meat hung down from a huge patch of hair and looked to be about 6 or 7" long even soft. Perhaps he was half hard but, if not, the coach knew it would grow to 8-10" at least. He was huge. It would be difficult to stuff that dick into the small pink thong poser. Coach knew he would have to eventually shrink the cock but that will come much later in his training. "Im sorry Coach," Joey said as he pulled up the bikini poser and tried to push his cock inside, "I think its just too small Sir." The back was so small that it wedged into his muscular ass crack like a thong. "How is the waist boy?" Coach asked as he put his hand inside the waistband of the thong poser and stretched it. "It fits you fine. Just stuff that dick inside there any way you can, and lets go." The coach walked out with Joey following behind him, still trying to get his swollen cock inside the pouch of the thong. The pouch was pulled away from his crotch because his cock was so big. You could actually see the sides of his balls too. Today, for their initial workout, they would do an overall accessement doing chest, shoulders, back, arms and legs. Coach would feel the muscle that Joey would flex during the exercises, pinching his nipples while on the bench or rubbing his ass while doing squats. Joey's pouch seemed to barely contain his bulging cock and balls. Coach would occasionally feel his balls in the pouch to access their weight and fullness. "Those balls are nice and full and that is how we need to keep them." The coach continued, "so, consequently there is one rule now you need to follow from now on." Joey continued doing biceps curls while coach felt him up, squeezing his cock and making it grow hard inside the tiny pouch. "You can not release your testosterone Joey." Joey wasn't paying attention as he stared at his own biceps bulging as he pumped them. The coach stopped him and pushed the weights out of his hands. Joey jumped back in shock. "Listen fuck brain." Coach said angrily. Joey was surprised at the Coach's temper. "Let me say this so your dumb brain can understand it. You can't cum. Do you understand? No jerking off without my approval. I won't have you wasting my time here unless you do this my way." "Coach, I don't get it." Joey said. "Course you don't get it, you dumb fuck." Coach said, "I just told you that testosterone is the key to growth. Your own testosterone stays in your body so your body will eventually absorb it. You will get additional testosterone, either organic or synthetic after each workout. Your diet will be strictly monitored with high levels of protein. During recovery, the testosterone and protein will feed the muscle for better gains the following day." Joey understood nothing. The coach just groaned because the stupid jock didn't have a clue. "No jerking off from now on." Coach yelled into this face. "Why can't I jerk off Coach?" Joey still didn't understand. The coach knew explaining it was useless. "You can't because I said so. Period." The coach answered as though he was a young child. "Awwww, Coach." Joey was whining. "You dumb fuck." Coach said as he grabbed Joey's cock and balls in his hand and squeezed hard. "You don't fuckin touch this thing!" "Ouch, fuck coach..." Joey pulled away from him. Coach slapped him hard across the face. "Whaaaaa the ?????" Joey was shocked again. "Shut up, I'm serious." Coach yelled at him from only inches away. "I will make this very simple for you boy." Coach Doyle was getting angry now. "Just do exactly as I say and follow my rules or we are done here. In fact, you piss me off now so our workout is finished today." Coach walked away. "No, please Coach," Joey followed him, "I'm sorry Sir. I just don't understand anything you told me. What about my girlfriend Coach? What do I tell her?" "That is not my problem boy." Coach replied, "You job is to do what I say, period." "Please Coach, fine, I will do whatever you say Coach." Joey ran to him, "I want you to help me please." The coach stopped and turned to him. "Boy," he spoke softer now, "I know what I'm doing. I'm doing this for your own good, get it? I'm smarter than you. I know what is best for you." He reached his hand to Joey's face and the boy flinched, thinking he was going to get hit again. Instead, the Coach caressed his cheek. "You want this to happen, don't you boy?" The coach said quietly. Joey nodded as he was almost crying. "You're just a dumb fuck, aren't you boy?" Coach said softly, "You need someone to take control of you so you don't have to think, right?" Joey nodded. "If you want me to help you, then don't think. Understand? Your dumb brain won't understand why I do it anyway." He paused, "You want me to help you, right?" Joey nodded as he almost cried. "Then you're going to obey the rules and do this my way." The coach actually wiped the tear dripping from the boy's eye. "You wanna be a good boy for me now, don't you Joey?" Joey nodded. "Good boy," Coach said, "Im sorry that I called you a dumb fuck but you can not disobey me again. Just don't think and do as I tell you. Do you understand?" "Yes Coach," Joey was thrilled, "Im sorry if I don't understand. I know you are smarter than me and I will do whatever you say Coach." "Good boy," The coach said as he put his arm around and led him back to his office. When they arrived in his office, the coach stripped off his lycra shorts and began feeling Joey's thong pouch. "Coach?" Joey said but was afraid to move. "Joey..." the coach annoyingly, "We have a deal now, remember? You don't need to think anymore boy. Its too hard for you to think. You do as I say.. it's that simple." The coach started masturbating Joey as he rubbed the boys pouch. Joey's cock was growing and started to spill out of the thong containing it. "Coach, what are you doing? I'm not gay." Joey said but didn't move. Coach grabbed Joey's throat and brought his face close to the boy. "You are such a dumb fuck boy." Coach's temper gets hot again. He pulled Joey's cock out of the small pink pouch. Joey was afraid to move as he felt one hand squeezing his throat and the other squeezing his cock. "You should thank me boy." Coach said, "Nobody said anything about being gay dumb faggot. I have a wife and kids too. I'm about to give you another load of strong fertile testosterone." He let go of Joey's cock and pushed the boy to his knees by the throat. He aimed his cock directly at Joey's mouth. "No glass this time boy." Coach said, "Your going to get my juice directly from the source. Open that fuckin mouth boy." Joey did as he was told without understanding anything that was happening. He felt like he was going to cry again. Joey watched the Coach jerk his cock just inches from his face, pointing at his nose. It wasn't long before the coach felt his balls tighten up and his cum traveling down his cock shaft. Without warning, the coach pushed his cock head into Joey's mouth and held his head still with the other hand. Suddenly he groaned loudly, and squirted his sperm into Joey's throat. "Ahhhhhh fuckkkk yeah....MMmmmmmm" Coach moaned as volleys of sperm spewed into the boys mouth. Even though the coach had just cum earlier, Joey was surprised at the volumn of sperm that filled his mouth. He held his mouth open while it filled with cum. The boy didn't move as the coach stepped away looking down at him. "I hope you understand how privileged you are to have a mouth full of my natural organic testosterone." Joey knelt there, with his mouth open and full of white sperm. The coach dipped a finger inside the boy's mouth to coat it with sticky sperm. He sucked the cum off his finger. "Swallow it boy," he said, "get every ounce of that test inside of you." Joey swallowed and licked his lips. "Listen boy," the coach held his cock in front of Joey's face as he spoke, "I want to explain something to you and you need to stay focused and try to understand." Joey stared at the dripping cock in front of his face. "Boy!" the coach yelled down at him. Joey looked up from his knees at the Coach, who stepped in closer to allow his cock to actually lay on Joey's face as he spoke. "Keep your eyes on me boy." He said sternly, "stay focused on what I am saying to you." "Yes Sir," Joey said as his lips dragged across the cock shaft on his face. "This is the secret of growth in the professional bodybuilding world. Most men don't share their testosterone and no man would ever admit it because this is what will get you the prize. Why would a pro give away his secret to muscle growth when his eye is on the prize?" He began to drag his cock along Joey's face as he spoke, moving his cock head over his mouth ,nose and eyes. "I am going to allow you to share this technique with me boy," the coach said, "as long as this secret is kept between you, me and your father. Understood?" Joey was still staring up at him and nodded. "I know you're not the smartest kid around but just follow my lead and I will take you to the next level boy. Increased natural male testosterone will give you amazing gains. What do you say boy?" "Yes Sir, Thank you Coach." Joey said without hesitation. "Good boy," Coach said as he pushed his cock head back into Joey's mouth. "Take this and suck out every bit of my test now. Every drop counts." Joey sucked gently on the cock head and tasted a few drops of salty sperm. "Good boy." He said as he walked back to his desk. "I will call your father now and explain what we are doing here." Joey stood up with his cock still hard sticking out from the pink pouch. "Don't touch that thing boy." Coach said, "I will make sure your father understands why this is an important rule for you. He has to make sure you don't lose any testosterone." The coach spoke into the phone. "Hey Frank," Coach said, "it's Mike from the school. (pause) ...yeah, your boy is standing here in front of me. (pause) Yeah, everything is fine. Listen, we had a discussion about his testosterone levels and I don't think he understands the importance of what I am trying to do here. (pause) No, he's a great boy but I think I'm going to need your help when he's at home. (pause). Great, I will send you an email to explain everything. Basically, ahhhh, how do I say this.... He boy needs to keep higher levels of testosterone in his body. Testosterone is in his sperm." The coach waited for some type of reply from his dad but the phone was silent. He probably assumed "like father, like son" and his dad was as clueless as the boy. "Ahhh, Frank," Coach said, "This may sound strange but keep an eye on the boy. I don't want him to ejaculate and waste any of his natural testosterone. (pause) You will also have to give him additional testorsterone as well (pause)... Yeah, no worries, I will explain it all in the email for you. Great. Thanks for your help. Talk soon." Coach hung up the phone. He knew that all of this was just a way of completely controlling the boy and his sexual needs. The coach wanted the boy to be completely dependent on him so he would have total control of him, even if and when he turns pro. Stupid Joey will only be able to cum when, and if, the Coach allows it and gives him permission. When that happens, the boy will have to follow instructions and only achieve orgasm how the coach decides. The power of one man over another, especially when the mentally "weaker" man is physically superior to his mentor, gave the coach the feeling of complete authority. This huge powerful stupid bodybuilder will learn to do exactly as he is told, like a dumb little puppy. Nothing more and nothing less. READERS: This is my 8th story here on Nifty. Please look for my other stories by going to the "AUTHOR" feature here in the menu and click BUSTERMUSCLE. Most of my stories involved the dominant/submissive power struggle because I believe that sexual control of one man over another is a huge turn on for me. Please feel free to email me and ideas you may have for Joey in this story. Thank you to all the emails I have received with comments and ideas. I always try to incorporate some of your perverted ideas into my story too. Keep the thoughts coming. Please email me at bustermuscle69@yahoo.com with any comments. I will answer ALL emails. Thanks guys.