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About the Private Red Door

 

We are a group of guys from the gym with big egos, great camera equipment and a talent for computers and professional video editing. All of us wanted to make some extra money, so together we developed the Muscle Mafia; a code of silence and total discretion. We launched a website, you loved it and the rest is Red Door History. If you want to know more, read on….

 
How did The Red Door get its name and does this place really exist? These are 2 of many questions often asked. As we all know, the truth is sometimes stranger than fiction and often far more interesting.
 
It is amazing what young healthy horny guys will do if… 1) a private, safe and discrete place is provided, 2) trust and loyalty are enforced and 3) they are paid well. It has always been our personal goal to keep things real. We (The Muscle Mafia, me, my friends and their friends) continue to defy the labels of straight & gay and continue to grow in mass numbers as more and more gay and straight men join our organization and visit our websites.
 
The Muscle Mafia and our unique discrete world was first introduced to you through musclematt.com in 2002, but just a few years before that, The Red Door and its concept was a real place, a large room within a gym, where the hottest guys, best athletes, college jocks, and the best bodies in this gym could cash in on their good looks and hard work.
 
This gym was owned by a bodybuilder who married very well; his wife was loaded and supported all of his bad habits. They drank too much, traveled too much and had way too much money and time on their hands; they were never around. As head trainer and manager I, along with a few other exceptional bodybuilders, ran every aspect of this gym. Our members were athletes, pro bodybuilders, male models, team members and jocks from all the colleges. It was known as the place to go if you wanted to develop an award winning physique. Other members were magazine editors, recruiters, contest judges, doctors, lawyers, wealthy Wall Street and business moguls. Needless to say we had a very interesting mix of people (much like our website visitors of today).
 
I had very limited experience with the concept of muscle worship, but did have a member I was training make me and a few of the other guys some interesting offers. At the same time, many of my buddies there needed a quiet, private place to either practice their bodybuilding routines, or even check themselves out in 360 degrees.
 
I converted a large office that was meant for the absent owner into a private room for flexing and posing. There was a bathroom, a shower, lights and a stereo system, a leather chair and a leather sofa. I added mirrors and a small platform and painted the door red so it would stand out from the other doors in the hallway. I put a sign marked ‘private’ on the door, locked it and held the key.
 
The room was never intended to turn into a major hangout, but that is what it became. My concept then was the same. Guys like, Matt, myself and some of our buddies who work hard, sweat and sacrificed to maintain exceptional bodies should be rewarded; and rewarded they were. Over time the room became known among certain circles where muscle admirers and guys who had fetishes for straight jocks could go to spend time and help support these guys through college, bodybuilding, and gift-giving. These guys all had their own limits and expectations, mostly motivated by the combination of cash and ego. Some flexed and posed in their underwear, nude, or took showers for admirers. Other dudes allowed more if they got to know and trust the admirers. Much of this took place during peek gym hours. The guys would workout, pump and sweat., then retreat for a short time behind The Red Door with an admirer. More often then not, their girlfriends or wives were just one floor below on a treadmill or in an aerobics class. This is how we knew that a unique breed of straight guys like ourselves and an even bigger audience of muscle admirers from all walks of life, incomes brackets, age groups, and regions of the world existed.
 
My notion that certain men can live a harmless, healthy, double identity and maintain a straight life with healthy straight relationships and exist in our small underground was proven. What was also proven is that gay men, bi-men, and just men with a muscle fantasy can respect that and obey the rules we live by and the code of silence so that they can enjoy the art form of a muscular Alpha-Male. It was my unique, safe setup and the support of the organization of the other straight guys who ‘did it too’ that muscle admirers were given these opportunities that otherwise they would never have been able to get.
 
It amazed the men that asked for the key that what went on behind that door was just between the guys that were there. It was ‘our thing.’ A secret society of hot straight guys and the men who admired them. Some helped to get their rent paid, others sneakers, clothes, gifts and sponsorships. The joke was we were a mafia, I was called ‘The Boss’ or ‘Body Boss’ and guys would come to me to be reviewed or looked over for approval for me to unlock The Red Door and have their private time. No one dared talk, and anyone who even thought about giving away what went on behind the red door would have dealt with a gym full of big, angry guys and their supporters.
 
For nearly 2 years this room became a revolving door of muscle and muscle worshippers. Everyone got something out of it, including the gym owner who saw a huge rise in gym memberships, can you guess why? Great friendships were made there, and many left satisfied. Not to say we did not have our problems, but they were bounced out faster then they new what happened.
 
Right after Sept 11, 2001 the gym owner sold out to a large international gym chain, and of course things changed. But when ‘one door’ closes another opens. I knew that men around the world would love to participate in such a thing and what better way then the world-wide-web. Some of the guys you see here today and will eventually see here are all part of the crew that used to attend this gym. Others are fresh new guys that want to pump up their biceps, their egos and their wallets.
 
Somewhere in every small corner of the world is a body that needs to, and should be displayed. Somewhere else there is someone that wants to see that body; worship it, admire it, and reward it. Both parties get great pleasure on many levels.
 
So I have built this great place on the net that holds true to our original core values from 2000… stay small, stay personal, stay real and keep your mouth shut!
 
I will continue to expand this world wide organization by making sure my guys get paid and by talking to admirers & supporters that want to help further this organization. My mission is not to stop until every hard working muscle guy is getting rewarded, and every muscle admirer is getting off on rewarding them.
 

 
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