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Brian was feeling highly aroused – which was very clear in the tight leather trousers. He headed back to the car where he stowed his new purchases before grabbing his sports bag and heading into the gym.
After taking his supplements, he started working out. As with yesterday, time seemed to fly by. He found himself pushing heavier weights than before and by the end of the session, he was dripping with sweat. As he looked at some of the massive guys in the gym, he knew that he wanted to be their size – or bigger. He headed for the locker room, where he sat for a couple of minutes with his towel around his shoulders. While he was sat there a man walked in – hugely muscled with a t-shirt plastered across his torso that said “Personal Trainer”. He walked up to Brian and held out a hand. “Name’s Chris. Saw you here yesterday too. Mind some comments on your style?” “Not at all – what am I doing wrong?” Chris sat down and went through some things with Brian that should improve his technique and then went to leave. “Hey Chris, how much are personal training sessions?” “£50 an hour.” “Seems reasonable. I’m only in town for 2 weeks. Can I book you for 2 hours each evening?” Chris nodded – it was always good to have regular bookings like that. “Definitely, Brian. What time tomorrow?” Brian thought about the meetings he had scheduled. “6:30?” “Ideal. See you then.”
Brian smiled to himself – this trip was proving far better than he had thought it would. He took a leisurely shower, then changed and headed back to the hotel, enjoying the way his new leathers creaked and stretched as he moved. When he got back to the hotel, he ate in the dining room and spotted several people eyeing his leather trousers. He enjoyed the attention and made sure to stretch when he left so that they could get a good view. He then headed to bed, lulled asleep by the blu-ray.
This time the darbies are for the wrists
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By GratDelay
It was crazy what we were doing. Why? Adin was clearly devastated, just as I had been the day before. But this was his second time, and I knew in my heart that I would do it again if I got the chance. Even knowing that while it was happening, I would know, again, beyond any doubt, that I had made a terrible mistake. Even before Adin showed up with his improbable drug, I had spent a lot mental energy on figuring out ways to make that unbearable feeling last. I had told Adin that this drug was too much, way too much, because the need outweighed the pleasure; but at this point I was wondering how many doses were in the canister, if I’d ever get my hands on it again, and if Adin or someone would administer the rites, as it were.
I said ‘Adin or someone’, but I meant Adin. I had received his message loud and clear, I thought, about our relationship; but this was something else. We now shared a bond of a different sort. It really was a rite, a rite of passage, that we two, and no one else, had survived. I had called it a near-religious experience, but now I was taking the notion more seriously. I knew, for instance, that if I ever did find someone I cared about as deeply as I did Adin, that I would want him to share this rite with me, with us.
Adin had quieted down. “Fuck me.” he said. He said it in the tone that meant jeez I’m over-wrought .
“So, would you say stimulation adds a little something to the overall experience? You should be taking notes, you know. For science.”
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A few moments later Daniel was ringing the bell at Zac’s. Zac made his way from the bedroom to the front door, carefully opening it so that he wouldn’t be on display to any potential neighbors passing by. Daniel entered and took in the sight of his well-built neighbor locked in steel — and he again liked what he was seeing. Just like Nick, Zac looked great in steel restraints.
“Well boy, looks like you’re in a bit of a pickle, doesn’t it? How long you been locked up, boy?”
“Since last night. Actually had to try and sleep like this, and that’s not easy.”
“Well, do you want out, or do you want to stay locked up a while longer?” Daniel said with a wicked grin and a wink of the eye.
“I think I’m ready to be set free,” Zac said as he offered his locked wrists to Daniel.
Daniel instead handed Zac the keys so that he could watch him remove the manacles himself. He enjoyed watching a guy unlock himself every now and then. Zac then handed over the transport set to Daniel along with the box they came in.
Brendan Patrick looks through Wolf Hudson’s underwear drawer, discovering a stash of kinky toys and rope. Wolf walks in on Brendan’s snooping and captures him in a rage. Brendan has his hands bound behind his back and gets the taste of Wolf’s zapper, flogger and hard cock. Wolf then takes Brendan out to the living room, suspending him horizontally from the staircase. There, Wolf fucks his face and edges him before tormenting the annoying pervert with a zipper of clothespins. Brendan is taken back to the bedroom and takes an electric buttplug up his tight hole. Wolf taunts Brendan as he crops him all over and intensifies the electric current, Brendan screaming for mercy at the top of his lungs. His hole prepared by the TENS unit, Brendan bites down on the ball gag shoved in his mouth as Wolf slides his fat, uncut cock deep in his ass. His hole freshly fucked, Brendan is fed his own cum before receiving a hot load all over his face and sucking his cock clean.
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