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Muscle Ranch Austin

End-January, I will start publishing the Muscle Ranch Austin books, a combined 1000-page series of my time at the private, invite-only offseason Muscle Ranch, the year they were hosted just outside of Austin, Texas. This trip, I’ve been selected as a “in-kind” sponsor for future events, and enjoyed special privileges along with being a judge at the new annual bodybuilding contest. Aziz’s Dad makes a surprise visit, along with my Persian muscle cub Sami. Dad and Denver are back also, along with an entire crew of new bodybuilders, and my new roommate Idris, with his special upbringing. Over 20,000 men have enjoyed these stories in serial form, now collected for the first time. Over the next month I’ll be updating the website with pages for individual books and chapters, which I know will be enjoyed. Stay tuned!

Begin Again: Excerpt

I’m texbearjoe, and Austin’s a short drive from my hometown, but it’s a million miles away from ordinary life. This is the second year of the private, invite-only retreat for bodybuilders – mostly offseason – enjoying days of nothing but food, working out, and the company of other men, no women allowed. Most of the guys gave up on shaving, clothing, and inhibitions – you’d be surprised at what guys get into when they can get away with it. It’s stocked full of big male bodybuilders, coaches, dads, sons, pros amateurs, and some powerlifters getting back to nature by giving up clothes and any semblance of worry about bi/gay/straight as they pursue the body beautiful. In the first book I meet Idris my huge roommate during “black pack” weekend. Idris gets me involved in a DILF party that just doesn’t seem to end. Afterwards I spend quality time with several guys, and teach them a new way to get “testosterone release”, super-important to their massive supplement-bloated frames. I end up with a huge furball of a man, part of a father-son pair at the ranch, who had a very unusual upbringing. Read the excerpt below for a taste of the contents….

Volume: Available at Amazon

The second volume of Muscle Ranch brings me back into the arms of Aziz, the big hairy trainer, and what he does to my body – we’re talking muscles right? I also get re-acquainted with Doc, the all-purpose candyman for the bodybuilders at the ranch. Aziz has turned a corner on what he likes to do with men, and I help him explore more deeply sexually. Doc really takes a liking to me, and helps with a special massage class he has set up to help men get relaxed. Well, from special examination class to posing, to a great shaving session, I finally end up with Denver and his Dad, from the first Muscle Ranch series. Click image to read an excerpt…

Exam: Available at Amazon

The third volume of Muscle Ranch sets me up again for a class “demo” for sexual health – never before has a “digital exam” had so many guys happy to participate. The ranch does allow some male guests of participants, and I end up meeting furry skinny Jewish Eban, along with his brother Eli – a schvitz will never be the same. I swing the other way to reminiscing about a huge guy I met, then begin to show more and more guys from the ranch a special way to get testosterone release – you’d never think straight guys could take so much. Finally, and more strangely, I accidentally meet the results of sperm donations from when I was in college. That’s a mind-blower! I’m texbearjoe, and Austin’s a short drive from my hometown, but it’s a million miles away from ordinary life. This is the second year of the private, invite-only retreat for bodybuilders – mostly offseason – enjoying days of nothing but food, working out, and the company of other men, no women allowed. Most of the guys gave up on shaving, clothing, and inhibitions – you’d be surprised at what guys get into when they can get…

Releaser: eBook Preview

The fifth volume of Muscle Ranch starts with an evening organized by my hung bottom buddy Shaun – whom I met at the XXL party – and a series of guys he’s lined up to get special “testosterone release” that evening, but things don’t always go as planned. Idris is gone, so I allow Aziz’s Dad Yusuf to stay with me, and to my surprise, so does his Valet and Valet’s son. Makes for interesting evenings. I end up on the bottom side of a tag-team event with two huge black bodybuilders who have been teasing me for days. I’m suddenly promoted to a kind of “sponsor” for the Muscle Ranch, so I’m supposed to start recruiting! A buddy with a bad case of cockorexia is helped through the evening. Sami – my buddy from DC – arrives for a few days which is fantastic, and we enjoy a slow evening together with Santos. I’m texbearjoe, and Austin’s a short drive from my hometown, but it’s a million miles away from ordinary life. This is the second year of the private, invite-only retreat for bodybuilders – mostly offseason – enjoying days of nothing but food, working out, and the company…

Image: eBook Preview

The sixth volume of Muscle Ranch gets me immediately involved in a “Masters Bodybuilder” (over-40) photo session taken at the ranch – out of control! My buddies at the ranch go out to a bodybuilding contest in Austin, and oversleeping, I wander around the Ranch and meet two red-headed Dutch gardeners, who took care of me. Sami enjoys a daily routine with me, which is well, lots of eating and “Playing well with others.” I end up at a milking contest with a bunch of the younger bodybuilders along with the masters, to see who’s best at using their hands. Earl, the sexy black muscledad I meet, ends up hearing a story about a very “Bad Boy” in Chicago I met. After all the hubbub, Sami and I finish the week with a wonderful dinner together, pure 1:1. I’m texbearjoe, and Austin’s a short drive from my hometown, but it’s a million miles away from ordinary life. This is the second year of the private, invite-only retreat for bodybuilders – mostly offseason – enjoying days of nothing but food, working out, and the company of other men, no women allowed. Most of the guys gave up on shaving, clothing, and…

Steam: eBook Preview

The seventh, and final volume of Muscle Ranch finds me and Sami in the steamroom after a long workout, having a long workout. Talk about losing body fluids! The final days of Muscle Ranch are coming up, and the first annual contest is being put together. While waiting during rehearsal, I tell Sami about Hugh, a massage guy from Chicago who was as big as Dick from the ranch. Rehearsal segues into the actual contest, with a big surprise ending, which we should have known all along. The prizewinner gets gold, in a special way, and after all the time being good for others at the ranch, I spend an evening devoted entirely to my own insatiable appetites. Packing, up, saying goodbye, and off back home, waiting for another Muscle Ranch, another year. I’m texbearjoe, and Austin’s a short drive from my hometown, but it’s a million miles away from ordinary life. This is the second year of the private, invite-only retreat for bodybuilders – mostly offseason – enjoying days of nothing but food, working out, and the company of other men, no women allowed. Most of the guys gave up on shaving, clothing, and inhibitions – you’d be surprised…