playernumber37:

You belong at the gym.  You wear Nike and Jordan.  You flex when you catch yourself in the mirror.  You lift and you watch yourself lift.  All that time in the gym.  No more time to read books or think smart things.  You have an empty head except for the hunger for the burning of growing muscles.  You don’t know it but you’ve become what people call a jock.  Nothing else feels comfortable except gym clothes.  Basketball shorts.  Sneakers.  If you have to wear something else, you just can’t seem to get comfortable in it.  Who needs belts and jeans.  You have to be ready to work out.  At any time.

poundthadawg:

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He sat down at the table across for you. You just looked at him confused, you didn’t know this guy, though he looked like some walking cowboy stereotype. He started talking to you in a southern accent, something about his truck, you didn’t really get it. But his voice started getting to you, getting inside your head almost. You could hear the voice in your thoughts, which is always your own, starting to become his. Your thoughts started to slow down as you chuckled and started talking to him about your truck. But since when did you have a truck? You shrug off that weird thought and go off to drink some beer with your buddy

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abeautifulindiscretion:

Redneck

It’s time to cast aside all the fancy technology, all them stupid social rules and constraints. It’s time for Murica’ to embrace it’s true self, it’s true heritage. Get ride of all them foreign folks and let all the red blooded Americans do what they do. This thing we call “being a redneck” is about to become the standard. No college, no computers, just big trucks and guns. Tattoos, muscles, tans, backwards hats, beer, and maybe a hunting dog or two, the redneck revolution has started now that I’m president, and Murica will finally realize it’s true roots

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dalhyp:

The spiral on the computer fascinated Josh so much. He kept staring at it, looking at the center, he thought he could ignore the words that kept flashing on top of the spiral. Words like “relax” and “obey” After about ten minutes, something new appeared. “Turn on your camera.” Josh did what he was asked to do. “Flex for me.” Again, Josh obeyed completely.  “Give me your location, and I can take you much deeper.” Josh wanted that more than anything, now. 

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sirjocktrainer:

It had all come down to this. A couple weeks of chatting and now they were going to meet. He was going to give himself to his man in person. It was going to be real and finally. Taking a deep breath he flicked his phone unlocked to check in with his Owner for any last orders as the train rolls into the station knowing once he walked through those doors his life would never been the same.

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