Meathead-Hawg-in-Training

33, Bi, USA. Reposting inspiration, stories and shit on my long journey to become a masculine meathead thug Hawg!

[tonoxis]

I didn't know who needs to read this, but apparently some of y'all do. If you don't like what I reblog, don't look at it, hit the three dots and hit "Not Interested In this Blog" if it's randomly in your feed. Coming at me just because you don't like what I reblog, even after I said that I'm having a hard time IRL, only earns you a block. So now I have two rules:

1) Don't enter my DMs like you think you're some sort of irresistible master and I'm a sub.

2) Don't come at me sideways like some asshole did yesterday, asking questions but not looking for a real response. If you really hate it here on Tumblr that much anon, leave Tumblr, don't make someone else's day even worse with your nonsense.

[noiosoco]

[rubberpimpf]

yeah perfect

[mastersl65]

[bargas]

Stogie leather dad

[fagwitch13]

Nosy Neighbor

"You're the annoying Lib that's been complaining about my flags outside right? Even after Trump beat you pussies in a land slide?" Brent said with a cruel chuckle.

"I just think-"

"Shut up!" He interrupts with his foot on my head "I'm sick of your bitching, so now your gonna listen to me. You lost... cause your a loser, we won cause we're winners it's that simple. Understand?" He taps his foot again

"Ye-Yes.. Sir.."

"There we go! Now you can see the Right is always right, we deserve to rule as the Kings we are. And weak, little betas like you can be our loyal servants!" He began to step on and smother me with his large and musky feet, I couldn't bring myself to disagree

Brent narrowed his gaze on me through his powerful Alpha Male feet and said

"Now that the Red Wave has opened your stupid mind...let's go to your place and get rid of those woke rainbow flags, I'm gonna give it a nice MAGA makeover, inside and out. You're gonna need to order a few flags"

[me-ol-mucker]

We're going to have some fun today buddy! My afternoon is free!

[homovictim]

🥵

[lkhosla]

I won't resist gents...

[realsweatymenlover]

[wranglerbuttboys]

[dirtybrownhunter]

Jose, I think you need to go take care of something in the toilet. And not another dick. All of those loads of cum we been pitching up in your ass is leaking out. I can feel it.

You are one lucky little fucker to have so many of us wanting a turn up your ass. I mean, shit, we are out here on the rodeo circuit and pussy is hard to find. Well, it is actually all over the place, but they don't want to put out. So what are we supposed to do with our hard cocks? Luckily we found out you are a homo.

There are usually a few available assholes for cowboys to ride. You all know who they are. But most of em are prancing little queens. Not the kind you want to be seen with in daylight, right? Or the men might be getting the wrong idea.

But Jose, you can pass for one of us. A straight guy. A real cowboy. I have to tell you I was really shocked the first time I nailed your ass. That night the guys had way too much to drink. Billy told me he had just come back from the toilets, and a guy pointed him to a trailer where you were down on your stomach, ass up, taking seed.

Now usually that would just be a good story, but what the fuck. I was drunk. I was horny. So I went to investigate. And sure as shit, there you were letting anyone take a ride up your tail. And I mean anyone. There were some nasty fuckers - old and fat even - but you took any cock.

When I saw it was you I thought holy fuck? I didn't know you were queer. I snuck in and planted my boner up your ass before you even knew who was fucking you. Shit were you surprised. Stange thing was that I got off so quick inside you that I thought maybe I was the one turning queer.

These days the four of us can have all the fun we want. We have planted so much seed into you man. Of course we like to share, no reason for any cock to go unserviced with your holes available, right? You also drain our piss. Guess fags go for that sort of thing. Sorta like how you will clean out any shithole with your tongue. How can you do that even? You know we shit out of those holes.

I can tell you are also sort of a recruiter. I mean, shit, how did you get Toby down there on the end the with can of Skoal in his back pocket, to suck on a few men. I think he was just experimenting. The beer will sort of make guys do that. But not me. Don't get any ideas. Toby hasn't let any cowboys up his ass that we know about. But we all know that is in his future. I would ride him for sure. I would get off nailing his ass while he fucks you. Maybe I am turning queer.

[toughernhappy]

TIME TO MOVE ON

For now, Alpha Brent has deactivated and I sadly suspect he is not going to return to lead us.

I have had the BEST couple of months working with him and if those collabs brought you here, I’m so very glad I met you.

Alpha Dad loves you!

Brent, we hope you come back someday. 🇺🇸💪🏻🫡

🔴 Eat your protein. Train. Read your Bible. Build your legacy. Defend the USA. 🔴

GOD BLESS YOU ALL, THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER 😉, AND REMEMBER:

RIGHT IS RIGHT! 🇺🇸

[mrbearstuart]

#leathermaster

[howtohimbo]

Most guys stay stuck as the wimpy nerd because they never stop thinking. They’re always in their head — overanalyzing texts, stressing about school or work, trying to sound smart, worrying what everyone thinks. It’s exhausting. It keeps you small, anxious, and invisible.

The big dumb jock has the opposite problem. His brain stays simple. He doesn’t overthink. He doesn’t spiral. He just moves through life lighter, more present, and way less stressed. That mental simplicity is the real advantage. Less noise in your head = more peace, more confidence, and way more room to actually enjoy shit.

Mental action point you can start today:

Every single time you catch yourself overthinking something today (and you will), stop and do this:

In your head, say:

“I don’t need to figure this out. I’m becoming a dumb jock.”

Then immediately shift your attention to something simple and physical — how your body feels sitting there, the weight of your arms, what you’re gonna eat later, or how good it feels to just breathe for a second. Don’t analyze it. Just notice it and move on.

Do this every time the overthinking starts. No push-ups, no mirror speeches, no performing. Just a quiet mental switch.

The more you practice letting go of the “smart guy” stress, the more your brain actually starts to chill out. That’s how it begins.

[bootpiglover3]

[beardedbossbro]

[bootpiglover3]

[bootpiglover3]

[petit-bear2356]

[fhabhotdamncobs]

W♂♂F     (WARNING!   No “Pretty Boys” here.)

[hhornyfucker45yo]

[jakecagexxx]

When I first met Sir… we were with a bunch of friends at a bar… I was talking with everybody, and I already had a drink in my hand …. Sir came up to me, grabbed the drink and handed me another cup full thick yellow what I know now to be fag beer. When I grabbed the glass, it was warm and humiliation went over my whole body as I knew I had to drink it, and I wasn’t sure how many of my friends could tell that I was drinking a glass of Master’s piss. I could also feel my caged dick getting wet… I’ve never been able to resist Sir since day one.