This is just what I needed to see today to help brighten my day!
Thanks to RH for sharing the link!
By Atlanta Stud
The two sets of cuffs were sitting on the deck furniture end table during the burger and beer fest, and Zac couldn’t help but sneak peeks at them whenever he thought nobody was looking. As a kid, Zac loved cop shows and seeing guys getting arrested and as his early high school years came about, he noticed that those shows and images created a stir in his manhood. Always wanting to get his hands on a set of cuffs and locking up a guy and even experience getting locked up had only been thoughts with no real world experiences. That is, until today, and he got a full dose — all in a short period of time.
The ice chest was right next to the end table, and after grabbing and cracking open another bottle, Zac couldn’t help picking up the Peerless cuffs so he could again check them out. Ratcheting the bars through the locking bar, and listening to that solid, rapid, click-click-click, created that stir again.
“Pretty solid, don’t you think, Zac?” Daniel said, looking for affirmation.
Bob Mizer was a pioneering photographer who published Physique Pictorial. Many of his images featured bondage. Learn more about the photographer here.
Here are some darby-style cuffs, which are among my favorites:
From the top are darbies for ankles customized with shortened chain, and wrist cuffs in chrome with long chain, and short chains in gunmetal gray and another pair in chrome.
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By GratDelay
I was blushing furiously. This was the part of my toy collection that I had never shown to Adin. It seemed like an obvious bridge too far for a straight friend.
Now he was sitting naked in my living room, with me trussed up in leather and steel, my hormones set on an artificial rampage by an experimental drug, and he had been examining things that had been in my ass. With a desperate expression, I shook my head back and forth. This can’t be happening!
He smirked at me. Christ, what had gotten in to him? I’d known him for years; I knew him so well I could pick out girls he would find attractive; so well that I knew he would be glad for me that I got a new toy and no, he would not like to try it on.
The stuff that had gone on tonight was enough to make me wonder a bit about just how straight he was, but it had all been within the range of the secret fantasies in which he starred. But I never, never thought he would be anything but grossed out by ass play of any sort.
Hell, I had been grossed out, the first few years when I went to Mr. S and tried to rush past the section with the dildos and plugs and enema kits; working hard to not see any of it.
I was starting to wonder if I was hallucinating this whole night.
Looking concerned, Adin unbuckled the pecker gag and took it from my mouth. He set it on the coffee table, asking “Is something wrong?”
“Dude, that’s what I want to ask you. What is going on with you tonight?”
“What do you mean? I feel great.”
“This isn’t like you at all. I mean, I get why you would want me to try your new drug, and I appreciate it. I really appreciate you letting me open up to you too. But I feel like you’ve turned into an entirely different person.”
“Don’t you like this person?” He sat down facing me, legs extended, leaning back on his hands. It was such an open, inviting pose. And he was buck naked.
By Atlanta Stud
Nick presented his wrists in front to be locked up. “Not in front, inmate…behind the back” Dan said as he applied a set of Peerless 700’s to Nick’s wrists, palms facing out, and set the double locks. “Don’t worry, when you need a swig of this ice cold beer sitting over here, I’ll let you have some…providing you behave yourself.” Dan chuckled. “Now you better hope that the opposing team doesn’t score any home runs tonight, inmate. Each home run they score will cost you one hour hogcuffed, and that won’t be a good time for you, inmate.”
The game went the regular nine innings and was completed in the normal space of time. But it felt a lot longer for Nick, having been locked up in cuffs at the start of the game. And as he would find out later, there was another reason. Dan kept his promise and allowed Nick some beer during the game. This was accomplished by Dan putting a straw in the beer bottle. To signify the start of each new inning, Dan would twist Nick’s nipples, which produced a nice pleasurable moan from Nick. Having his nipples played with was one of Nick’s favorite things and he often played with them himself. Near the end of the 6th inning, the opposing team scored a home run and Dan decided to start the beginning of the hour long hogcuff immediately instead of waiting for the game to end. He figured he could always add hogcuff time if necessary.