Tied up and abused by two brutal tops

Vicious Master Aaron teams up with nasty young Master Kyle to destroy this useless sub. The masters are a chavey pair who dominate the feeble runt. They order him to strip and thrash him hard with their belts before barking at him to lick clean their filthy feet. The naked Masters bind the worm and take it in turns to piss and gob in his mouth.

The defencelessness of the sub excites the tops who then ram their rapidly hardening dicks deep into the back of his throat. The massive-dicked Kyle in particular enjoys pounding his dick deep into the sub’s mouth, causing him to ream.

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Lee is tied to the fuck bench

Here’s another shoot from BreederFuckers. Lee is a big strong scary fucker, so it’s necessary for him to be totally restrained at all times like a wild animal. His naked body bucks and his muscles strain against his restraints, but there’s no escape for this straight man. They stroke his massive dick and fiddle with his hot arsehole all they want. Clutching that big shaft of his, they give his bum cheeks continuous smacks until they grow red. Then they take out a dildo.

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Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 11

By Greg Alexander

The brothers of Delta Psi were out, and they were getting hammered.

Trevor was downing his 6th beer of the night, and compared to most of the other guys, he was taking it easy. Across the table from him, Hank, his face flush with red under his Stetson, was gulping down another pint of Guinness. Collin and Reid were grinning and slamming their glasses together forcefully as they gulped down their Logger’s ale. Bryce, for his part, was doing shots of vodka, and although the bottle of absolut in front of him was more empty than full, he seemed only mildly affected. Wes and Shane were the only two pledges who had been invited along. Wes was downing shots with Bryce, trying to keep up, and obviously not succeeding, he was already completely smashed. Shane was sitting next to Trevor and tapping his flip-flop to the beat of the background music in the bar. He had also had his fair share of shots, and his tongue was loose.

They were at Dirty Nick’s, the frat’s favorite hangout. Midterms were finally over, and nobody in the frat had seen their GPA so low that they were in danger of being kicked off any of their teams. It was reason enough to celebrate.

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