I got this email last night from a reader of Metalbond:
Hope you are doing well. I just chatted with boyinacage, who said he sent you Chapter 4 of ‘Twelve Days of Christmas’ a few hours ago. Hope we will see it soon! It is a great story. Very similar to ‘Waiting For Ross’ in style and content. Freakin hot!!! Both are great reading. It has been 6 months since the last installment of ‘Ross.’ Any chance of getting Tim out of the cage in the car trunk at the airport soon? Gotta be a lack of air after 6 months, LOL! Thanks for all you do for the community!
Thanks for the nice note. Yep, I did get Chapter 4 of ‘Twelve Days’ from boyinacage, and I will post it here very soon. Unfortunately I have not heard from the author of ‘Waiting For Ross’ in a while. Trust me, you guys will know right away when I do, because I want to find out what happens to Tim just as badly as everyone else!
By PFC Pflege
I first experienced the hot box in the old Training Center, then located in Missouri, now called the Academy, located in Georgia. Back then, the Training Center consisted of a single room in which was a barred cell, just like a prison cell, a padded “cooler”, the infamous chair, and all imaginable bondage devices from mediaeval manacles to wooden gloves. I went many times out there, and Chip, who ran the place, pushed my limits very hard. He had several devices he had made just for me, though, of course, he used them on other guys as well.
Continue reading The Hot Box
This work is by Marcel. I do not have contact information for him, unfortunately.
Part 2 – The Decision
Have you ever tried to cut through titanium with bolt cutters? It is near on impossible. Have you ever tried to do the same with Kevlar? Same result. How do I know this? Because when I finally got home I tried to cut the chains that connected my tits to my cock and all I managed to do was damage the bolt cutters. It turned out that the chains were titanium coated in Kevlar – a pretty expensive piece of kit to waste.
Continue reading Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 2 and 3
This stud won multiple medals at the 2006 Gay Games when they were held in Chicago. I was impressed with how excited he got when I chained him by the neck in my cage. I mean, he was rock hard instantly. I told him I would not let him out until he shot a load. And man, what a huge load it was.
It must have been three or four weeks after the episode in Jim’s playroom that I was on my way to do a bit of shopping in the village shop when I heard Pete calling me from behind. There he stood, stripped to the waist, up on a bit of scaffolding doing some sort of building job. He looked down on me smiling broadly, and said “Jim has some new building equipment he wishes to try out and suggests that you could help, if you liked.” I didn’t understand for a moment, then realised that this was a coded message for another session in Jim’s playroom. After the penny had dropped, I said “Oh. Oh good. What time? When?” Pete’s reply was that this evening was as good as any.
Continue reading Rural Pursuits – Parts 6 to 10
Part 1 – The Audition
Summer in Sydney is supposed to be hot. Hot weather. Hot beaches. Hot bodies. Hot sex. None of it was looking true though. At the start of December it looked like all my usual tricks were going to be away, the weather forecast was crap, and to top it off I was being forced to take vacation for the three working days between Christmas and New Year – Ten whole days with nothing to do and nobody to play with. I was going to be bored – or even worse have to cruise the bars. Come to that I was already bored. So bored I started just scrolling through the profiles on Recon looking for something, or someone, to spice it up a bit with.
Continue reading Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 1