The New York Bondage Club is holding an
“AFTER Folsom Street East Play Party”
Sunday, June 19
6 p.m. until 1 a.m. or later
Join the New York Bondage Club this week after the Folsom Street East Street Fair. The club will have an extra room open with new tables, a puppy cage, a jail cell, a new spread chair, and lots of new guys as well as many regulars. The club will be full. Don’t miss a great play party.
More details here.
Here are two screen saves from a new video from Master Jack of Bondagezine:
Preview here
General BZ page here
Exact webpage here
By Joshua Ryan
THIS IS A STORY ABOUT ADULTS, FOR ADULTS ONLY
Part 1
“There ought to be a world like that.” That’s what went through my mind every morning that fall.
It will take me a while to explain what I mean. I’ve got the time. Do you?
I was working for Freer and Sons, in the new industrial park. They’d opened their building about three months before. They were one of the first firms out there. There wasn’t much of anything except new-laid blacktop, naked white sidewalks, half-empty offices, and a deli that felt free to overcharge. The Freer Building overlooked a park that the city had about half developed and, just down the hill from that, a long stretch of land that used to be somebody’s farm. That’s where the next set of streets would go. In the meantime it was nothing but weeds and rubbish, with some surveyor’s sticks planted here and there. And convicts. There were convicts working in that field.
I found out about the convicts when I was waiting for my bus. Every morning at 7:09, the commuter train left me at the new station on Executive Way, and I waited at the curb for my shuttle bus. And one morning in late September, the convicts went by. Like me, they were on their way to work.
Of course, they didn’t look like me. I was wearing the gray suit that had cost way too much for a guy just out of college, and I was holding the briefcase that I’d bought for $650 and had stamped with my initials, JSR, because I’d noticed that every guy at Freer had a briefcase like that with his own initials stamped on it. Every guy that was ambitious, anyway. Every guy that wanted to establish who he was. When you’re as junior as I was, you’ve got to spend enough to make them take you seriously. That was one reason why I didn’t drive my car. Besides having to pay for parking, I couldn’t afford to let anyone notice what a piece of junk I owned. I knew that they’d never mention it, but I also knew that they’d be talking behind my back about how I wasn’t “bringing much to the firm.”
At BreederFuckers, strung up naked with his big meaty cock and full balls dangling between his legs, Sergei can’t do anything to prevent Dave from sucking on his nipples or stroking his sexy stinking todger till it’s thick and juicy. Worse he’s bent down in a position where he has to watch himself being sucked and stroked by another man. He must witness his own arousal, and he’s disgusted by his own insatiable sex drive. If he’s so humiliated by what he can see, he’s even more terrified by what he can’t see next. Dave smacks his arse so hard with his bare hand that it glows bright red. He shows him a hard wooden paddle, and Sergei is horrified at the pain he knows this instrument will inflict on his poor smooth bum. The anticipation is almost worse than the punishment.
Dave lays into his sphincter, widening it up and filling it with a butt plug. While Dave works on his cock, Derek punishes his arse further, spanking him. Getting it from both sides Sergei is overwhelmed and tries to escape the men, but he’s suspended in place with no chance of escape. Derek lays into Sergei’s hole fucking him hard with a thick wet dildo. He hits his g-spot, because the fucker grows another stonking hard on with Dave’s encouraging strokes. Sergei’s dizzy from the rush and feels himself on the brink of cumming, but just as he’s about to spray his seed nasty Dave releases Sergei’s dick and punishes it leaving the frustrated and confused lad with blue balls!
To see more, go to BreederFuckers
Here’s a statement from Mr S:
There’s lots more.
A message from Folsom Street East here.
A statement from the SF Leathermen’s Discussion Group is here.
A letter from Nasty Pig CEO David Lauterstein is here.
Recent Dan Savage appearance on MSNBC here.
Anderson Cooper’s takedown of the Florida Attorney general here.
Gay USA panel discussion featuring Michelangelo Signorile and many others here.
Note: Gay USA is a weekly broadcast, and it is highly informative especially for those who live in small towns and overseas. You can follow every week by clicking here.
I don’t think they sell this “handcuff jock” anymore at Jockstrap Central, but the pictures are hot:
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See more like this at Straight Up Guys
By Steellock
Matt lay in his bunk thinking hard that Sunday night. Wayne had been avoiding him; perhaps he had realized that the chance to ‘out’ someone went two ways? Wayne was married, had a wife and young kid living off the base!
That was his way to control Wayne now. He thought also about what Jess had said as they hugged before he left the shop – ‘If you need help with Wayne let us know’.
Pulling himself out of his bunk he headed off to a quiet corner and pulled out his mobile. Jess came on the line and was obviously pleased to hear Matt’s voice. Matt explained what he needed and asked if that was going to be OK? Jess chuckled and said that he would check with Jim but thought it was a great idea. Had to raise more cash for the charity!
