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.
The fourth volume of Muscle Ranch brings me ‘round back to Eddy - who I helped achieve a kind of “Peak” he’d not felt in some time. Eddy and Jerry - Jerry, who was surrounded suddenly by hairy naked muscle Dads. Chad decides that I’m the man to break in his son Cody - while he watches. Dragon brings a new kind of pumping to the Muscle Ranch steamroom, and I begin to meet more of the Muscle Ranch staff. Doc continues his use of me as an example, with a Nurses training. That’s followed by an afternoon of hung bottom meat, if you know what I mean. Who could say no?