Date: Sun, 1 Oct 2023 01:34:24 +0000 (UTC) From: Tony Subject: Re: Training a Himbo Bodybuilder 8 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 testosterone, with some performance enhancing drugs like Viagra and extasy, 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 finally cages up Joey's cock in order to prevent him from losing his testosterone. We also meet CLIFF, a powerful black bodybuilder who realizes what the Coach is doing to Joey. The Secret Hormone Club is a way for him and his buddies to use stupid Joey as a their cumdump. 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. No, all men are NOT created egual. 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 8 Later that night, Coach escorted Joey to his new room in the basement of his house. There was a single mattress on the floor but it was surrounded by some sort of steel cage. There were cords and chains attached to the cage and exercise equipment in the room. This is my workout room but I fixed up a bed for you to sleep here. Joey wondered how the Coach had prepared a bed for him without having prior knowledge of the boy staying with him at his place. Now that you are here, I will be able to keep an eye on you better. I will have several rules that you must follow since you are living here now. First, I don't want your fag cum spraying around my place, so we will need to make sure it doesn't happen unless I allow it to happen. Raise your hands and grab the bar over your head Joey," the coach continued, "don't let go of that bar. If you do, I will punish you boy. Understood?" "Yes Sir," Joey said immediately, "Yes Coach." "Put your feet on the marked places boy." Coach instructed as he watched the boy spread his legs wide apart. "Now don't move your feet or your hands under any conditions, understood boy?" "Yes Coach." Joey replied. "Good boy," Coach said as he pulled out a small plastic toy. It wasn't a toy. Joey had no idea that it was a chastity cage until the Coach started explaining. "This will prevent you from getting an erection Joey." Coach said, "Its very important that you don't cum... you simply don't cum. Do you understand?" "But why Coach?" Joey asked. "How many times do I need to go over this you dumb fuck." Coach slapped Joey. "You are saving your hormone inside your own body to process it, instead of losing it for no reason." Coach continued, "When you don't cum, you are also more focused on getting more hormone insdie you. You focus on your technique in sucking and fucking to get the alpha cum inside you." The coach was casually installing the chastity cage on Joey as he spoke. The boy seemed more focused on trying to listen to the coach then what he was doing to his genitals. "Your desire for more and more alpha hormone becomes greater each day that you do not release your own hormone. Eventually, you will think of nothing but cum, ahhh... hormone. You will crave it constantly and obey me completely knowing I will get you the drug you need." Joey looked strangely at the Coach and ignored what he was doing with the chastity cage. "Yes boy," Coach didn't bother looking up from his task, "Like a drug. You will become addicted to sperm and will need several loads daily to sustain the level of bodybuilding you desire. That's a good thing boy. More cum you get, more muscle you'll have." Coach finally got the key and closed the cage over his cock. "There," he said, "now you are safe. You will no longer be able to get an erection without my permission and removal of this cage. This will keep your testosterone inside you instead of wasting it by cumming." Joey looked down at the plastic cage surrounding his cock shaft. "I won't cum anymore Coach.?" Joey asked. "Boy," Coach said as he held the chastity cage, "You will learn to enjoy other ways of satisfying your male urges. Right now, you don't lose your sperm unless I allow it." Joey dropped his head. "Listen," Coach stood up and lifted Joey's chin looking him in the eye, "I know what is best for you boy. This is the only way to get you to the next level, but you're just too stupid to understand. You would never be able to do this on your own. You understand that, right?" "Yes Sir," Joey said with a tear in his eye, "I am so happy to have your help Coach." "Sometimes, it will be very difficult and almost painful but you understand why it has to be this way, don't you boy?" "Yeah, I guess." Joey dropped his head sadly. "YES SIR," Coach slapped Joey's face. "Yes Sir," Joey lifted his head as he spoke softly. "OK... I know what is best for you boy, don't I?" Coach asked. "Yes, Coach." Joey said sadly. "Awwwww, here, I tell you what boy," Coach said softly. Joey just stared at him. "As much as it might slow your progress, I will allow you to lose some of your sperm with the prostate massage technique" "Sir?" Joey said, "I don't understand." "Of course you don't boy," Coach said, "that,s why you have me. You don't need to understand. In fact, you don't even have to think anymore. I will do the thinking for you." "Oh thank you Coach." Joey said as he felt like hugging his trainer. "Now, I will allow the anal orgasms that you have been experiencing with you father." Coach continued as he gave Joey the small pink posers to wear. Joey began to put on the small g-string like material as the coach continued to speak. The bulky chastity cage pulled more of the stretchy material through his ass crack, making the posers more of a thong now. "You will be required to injest your own hormone immediately after each anal orgasm so you have to be sure to collect it in this plastic cup." The coach gave the boy a cup with a cover for Joey to attach to his g-string. "Yes, it attaches here on your posers." The coach clipped the cup to Joey's tiny thong. "If you feel yourself losing your hormone it is important to open the cup and place it under your cage immediately. This must be done no matter where you are, home, work or at the gym." He lifted Joey's face to look at his eyes again. "Do you understand?" "Yes Coach," Joey said, "I must catch my hormone in the cup." "Good boy," Coach gave Joey a small spandex shirt that almost looked like a bra that Joey pulled over his torso. "just collect the sperm in the cup and wait for me to allow you to drink it." "Yes Sir," Joey was focused now, "Just collect the hormone and wait for you." "Good boy," Coach said, "For now, your father will no longer be able to inject you in the anus because that is illegal incest. So, we're going to have to find another bodybuilder to do the job." They walked out into the workout area. There was Cliff Derekson with another huge black bodybuilder. They were grunting and sweating and the room smelled like funky musky man odor. Instead of being repulsed, Joey felt his cock throb inside the cage. His tiny pink posers did little to hide the plastic bulge. Joey tried to hide it and the coach swatted his hand away, causing the black men to look over at them. "You should not be embarrassed that you are training with me boy." Coach said, "If the bodybuilder is a member of the Secret Hormone Club, he will understand that you are in training to withhold your sperm." "But coach," Joey said but before he could finish the coach slapped him. "Don't forget, you stupid rookie, you agreed to follow my lead." Coach said quietly, "I know what I'm doing. The most important thing is to be discreet. All the bodybuilders that are members will never discuss it in the gym and neither should you." "We are looking for more hormone for you boy," Coach said, "but you can't fuck this up by exposing other members of the club. They will never admit it in public because they want to keep this type of advantage to as few men as possible. That will give members the edge they need to win the competition." "I don't really get it Sir." Joey said. "Just shut up and listen." Coach led Joey to the bench press and pushed Joey to his knees in front of him. He leaned forward as if to tell him a secret as he whispered. "Now listen," he said softly, "there's a right way to do this, and a wrong way. Most important is that you never talk about the secret club to anyone, especially a bodybuilder from the gym." "How will I know if he is a member or not Sir?" Joey asked. "shut up and listen," the coach gently slapped Joey's face. That caused the two black bodybuilders to look over at them, exactly what the coach wanted to happen. "You have to show them that you want their hormone without actually talking about it. This is very difficult because there is a risk of contacting a non-member of the secret hormone club who could report you to the authorities. You are already in enough trouble with incest, remember? Joey nodded, looking at the floor. "Therefore you need to make yourself known to other bodybuilders that you want their cum, hormone, without actually asking for it. They will share their sperm only if they know you are a member of the club." Coach continued, "What you are wearing is a good start. Cliff also knows that you are working with me and he knows how I train my boys." "Can't you just ask Cliff to inject me Sir?" joey asked again. Again, Coach slapped him. "Fuck boy," Coach said, "don't ask me another question or I walk out of here right now." Joey bowed his head, showing the black men of his submissive nature. "You have to do this on your own boy or other non-members could become suspicious. It will be a good way for you to understand how things work in the professional bodybuilding world. There are several ways to let the real superior bodybuilders know that you want their cum without actually asking for it. I will teach you boy." "Thank you sir," Joey said, "thank you so much Coach. My dad will be so proud of me when I tell him how much hormone I am taking." "He will boy," Coach replied, "but he will probably not be happy about not injecting you himself. Maybe we can make some secret arrangements for you and your Dad too, but that will have to wait for now." Coach stood up to walk away. "Where you going Sir?" Joey asked. "You need to do this on your own boy." Coach said as he helped Joey stand. He held his hands down so that he couldn't cover himself. "Do a few sets on the bench here and ask them for a spot." Coach said softly. "I think they know what they are dealing with now that they see you dressed like that and you are working with me. Now, go boy, and don't forget, don't mention anything verbally." Joey still wasn't sure what Coach meant by "verbally" but he knew he was alone now. He laid down on the bench and started lifting as the Coach left him. He struggled with the weight but the two black men just stared at him and didn't move. Joey had to ask them himself. He was scared but knew that he needed to approach the huge black muscle champion to get the testosterone from him and get to the professional level he desired. After he finished the first set, he slowly approached the two black men. "Excuse me Sir," Joey said looking at the floor from embarrassment. "I was wondering if you could help me with a spot please." "Sure kid," Cliff said as he walked back to the bench with Joey. The other black man stood by Joey's feet, looking down at the boy and his bulging pink chastised crotch. Cliff stood over Joey's face, of course, to help him lift those last few reps. Nothing was said. After several sets, Joey looked at the black bodybuilders cock bulge hanging over his face. It looked like he had nothing on under his musky grey sweatpants and when Joey sat up to thank him, he saw the bulge had lengthened down the black men's leg, obscenely throbbing. It even had a small wet spot soaking through the cottom material. That's the hormone that Joey needed. He stared at it, then up at Cliff's face, and then back down to his cock again. Cliff said nothing but gave himself a gentle rub. "What you wearing there boy?" Cliff asked. "Oh, Coach says I need to get used to displaying myself in front of people if I want to compete. These are my posers for the show." "Compete?" Cliff said, "You wanna compete professionally boy?" "Oh yes sir," Joey said as he looked at both the men, "more than anything." "Well good luck to you boy." The black man said as he began to walk away with his buddy. Joey panicked. "Ah, excuse me Sir, but can I ask you a question?" "Sure kid," the black man turned back and walked toward him again. Cliff was actually rubbing his bulge now as he spoke. "What you wanna ask me?" Joey looked directly at the man's growing cock bulge and looked at the floor. Then he looked up at the other black man's huge cock bulge, look at Cliff's bulge, and then back at the floor. "Ahhhh," Joey mumbled. "What you lookin at boy? Speak up," Cliff said, "what did you want to ask me?" "Yeah boy," the other man said to Joey, "what do you want from my buddy Cliff?" "This is Jason, my buddy" Cliff said pointing to the other black man who was blatantly rubbing his dick through his sweat pants now. "Ahh, nice to meet you Jason," Joey said as he watched Jason rub himself, "my name is Joey." He stared at the big black man and extended his fist to bump it. The two black bodybuilders didn't move. "Get on with it faggot." Cliff said loudly. Joey was surprised to hear them use the word faggot. Maybe they thought he was gay. "Oh, Im not gay Sir." Joey said innocently. "I don't give a fuck what you are." Cliff said, "You're a faggot to me when you wear that pink shit and stare at my dick that way... faggot." "Yes Sir," Joey said, "but Im only staring because I want your hormone Sir, not because Im gay." Cliff and Jason both laughed. "Hormone?" Cliff said, "What the fuck are you talking about? Is this a joke?" He started to walked away again. "No, please Sir," Joey stood to follow him. "Im trying to be discreet, like Coach told me. I know Im not supposed to ask you but..." Joey hesitated again. "Ask me what?" Cliff was getting angrily impatient now. Joey looked at both black men and now at their huge throbbing dicks. He adjusted the cup under his chastity cage to make sure it caught all his pre-cum too. Joey couldn't wait another minute. "Sir, are you a member of the club?" Joey asked abruptly. "Club?" Cliff asked. "Yes Sir," Joey said, "the bodybuilders secret hormone club. I'm not supposed to ask you cause I could get in trouble, but I was really hoping that you are a member cause I need hormone Sir." Cliff looked over at his buddy Jason. He obviously had no idea what Joey was talking about. "Secret club?" Cliff said, "OH yeah, the secret club." "You're a member Sir?" Joey said without waiting for a reply, "Oh thank god. If you weren't a member, Coach said you could report me to the IFBB authorities and my career would be over." "Your career? Authorities?" Cliff asked. "Yes Sir," Joey said. "Hold on boy," Cliff said as he reached out and put his hands on the boy's shoulder. He pointed to the floor and pushed Joey down. "Knees boy." He and Jason moved closer as Joey knelt to the floor. Joey didn't say a word. "You need to learn respect first, boy." Cliff stepped in closer so that his bulge was almost touching Joey's forehead as he looked upward. "Now, tell me about your career from there." The huge black bodybuilder said. "Sir, Coach said that if I want to gain the muscle size I need to compete, I need to injest as much male hormone as possible. He give me some injections and energy pills but said I need more. He also told me about the club where bodybuilders, like you, help rookies like me, by sharing their hormone." "And it's a secret too..." Cliff asked like it was a statement but he wanted Joey to finish his thoughts. "Yes Sir, of course, I would never tell anyone else about the club because I know it gives the members a secret advantage to get all the extra hormone they need to win. Coach said the biggest bodybuilders are all sharing injections of hormone to get the advantage over other bodybuilders. I would really appreciate your help Sir." "What about that thing on your dick?" Cliff asked. "Ahhhh," Joey became instantly embarrassed. "Coach is making me wear this to remind me that he controls my own hormone." "That means you don't cum yourself, right?" Cliff asked. "Right Sir" Joey replied, "Coach thinks I will focus on my bodybuilding better if I keep my own hormone inside my balls, Sir" "Yup, that makes sense to me boy." Cliff said as he smiled and looked over to his buddy Jason. "Well boy," Cliff said, "my buddy Jason and I have to think about it first." They smiled again at each other. "Oh please Sir. Ill do whatever you say sir," Joey said as he looked at the growing cock bulge directly in front of him. The boy was blantantly staring at Cliff's cock now. "Please...." Joey groaned as he stared at the covered cock in front of his face. "Well, first you'll have to learn to play by the rules of the club." Cliff said as Jason looked at him and shrugged his shoulders. "First, you learn to take that hormone in any manner the superior male chooses to give it you and you, of course, thank him for sharing it with you." "Of course Sir," Joey said, "oh, thank you sir. I will do whatever you say." "Second, you're a dumb fuck boy so there is no reason for you to speak ever. Unless you are asked a direct question. You keep your eye on my cock at all times, with your mouth open like a thirsty dog." Joey extended his tongue. "Dont speak because nobody cares about what you think as long as you take that hormone out of their balls." Cliff was getting off on the verbal abuse now. Joey nodded. "You almost fucked up just now because, if I wasn't a member of the club, you could have endangered all the members. Do you understand how you fucked up boy?" "Yes Sir," Joey said, "but I wanted you and..." "Shut up," Cliff said as he slapped the boy, "when you speak, keep that tongue hanging out of your mouth like a stupid dog. Now answer me properly." "Yeth thir," Joey spoke with this tongue out, "I justh yanted yah hamone so bath Thir." "I don't care how bad you wanted my hormone," Coach said as he spit in the boy's face, "You never ask any bodybuilder if he a member. You come to me, or your coach, first, understood? "Yeth, Thir." Joey looked down. "Get your ass in the lockerroom and take the plug out." Cliff said, "Keep whatever you're wearing on your faggot clit but clean yourself and we will give you 5 minutes. I want you on your stomach on the changing bench with your g-string in your mouth. I don't want a sound while you take our cum faggot." Joey almost wanted to tell them he is not gay, but knew he should just keep quiet. "We're going to make this quick boy." Cliff said, " We will donate our cum to help you cause you're Coach Doyle's trainee. We will deposit into your throat and asshole at the same time. You don't move or make a sound. If anyone hears you they will banish you from bodybuilding for life." Cliff was taking advantage of Joey's stupidity to use and fuck him. He needed to dump a load and this was an easy way to empty his balls. "Thang ouh Thir," Joey tried to speak. "Just shut the fuck up boy." Cliff slapped him again. He was now realizing how powerful his position was with Joey. Jason, his buddy, looked like his dick was half way down his pant leg as he anticipated fucking the boy. They both knew that the boy would never say a word to anyone so they could use the boy with total secrecy. Both hulking black men had a girlfriends and wouldn't want this to get back to them. This fuck was just too good to pass up. They could abuse the boy just to take out some aggression and he would just take it like a good sub fuck hole. "Go now fuck boy." Coach pushed Joey backward to the floor and spit on him. "Yeth Thir," Joey remember to keep his tongue out like a dog, "Than you thir." "You got 5 minutes to douche and present your holes boy," Cliff said as Joey crawled away. "I want your chest down and your ass up, legs spread. You fucking don't make a sound until we're done and gone. I don't care what you do after that." Joey was gone now. Cliff looked at his buddy Jason and laughed. "This is gonna be fun bro." Cliff laughed as he patted Jason on his back. TO BE CONTINUED..... 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. Most important is that you PLEASE donate to NIFTY. Ny stories are exclusively HERE and nowhere else online. ` Please email me at bustermuscle69@yahoo.com with any comments. I will answer ALL emails. Thanks guys.