Jason is tied up and wants to cum

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Chic has muscular Jason tied to a bench, at his mercy, enjoying the access he has to feel and stroke his firm, young body. He slowly sucks and strokes his cock to erection, licking his balls and sensitive nipples until Jason is gasping and moaning, breathing and panting loudly. He gradually picks up the pace until he takes the younger man over the edge, shooting his thick, hot load in Chic’s hand.

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Title of this shoot: “Jason and Chic”

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The WORC Program – Part 12

By Joshua Ryan

Boss Web put a leash on my collar and led me to the office. Mr. Williams was waiting outside, and so was a truck with a cage on it.

Boss said, “This is the workie they want at the House, right? Name is Butch.”

“Right. Butch,” Mr. Williams said. “Ethan will take him up.”

Boss walked away. I stowed my gear in the back of the truck and scrambled into the cage, still wearing the leash. Ethan locked me inside. Fifteen minutes after all this started, I was saying goodbye to the world of coffles.

I guess it was about a mile to the House on the dirt farm road. I was craning my neck, trying to see ahead, especially when the truck went around a curve. I wished I’d taken some of Jerry’s invitations to see the House, back when I was free. But I never wanted to spend any time with Jerry. Maybe if I’d been a little nicer to him … Before we got to the House we had to get through a concrete wall with a steel fence on top, and rolls of razor wire on top of that. OK, that’s the way it was, all around the Farms. Everything was secured. But then we were through the gate, and there it was, rising above a grove of trees — an elegant colonial house with red brick walls and white columns and white window frames and four huge chimneys. Yes! That’s it! That’s the House!

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Bound to a post and blindfolded, Micah Brandt trembles as he waits for what Connor Maguire has in store for him. Mr. Maguire starts playing with his new sub, tormenting Micah’s tender nipples, hard cock and even his balls with the zapper. Micah is moved to the ass splitter while three painful clover clamps pinch on each nipple. Having the slut admit that he loves the pain, Connor delivers more brutal zaps before tearing the clamps off while Micah screams at the top of his lungs. Hanging on the St. Andrew’s cross, Micah endures a harsh flogging, while he’s reminded to show his gratitude.

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Still bound to the cross, Micah is flipped over and rammed from behind by his dom’s massive cock. On his hands and knees, with a collar around his neck, Micah worships Connor’s beautiful feet. Decided that Micah finally earned the right to service his cock, Connor pulls his sub up to his dick and fucks the back of Micah’s throat. Connor then throws Micah to the floor, having his sub jerk off while again sucking Connor’s toes. Using his foot, Connor smears Micah’s load all over his cum-hungry face before he’s brought to his knees for one final fuck. Begging for cum, Micah’s rewarded with his master’s load.

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The WORC Program – Part 11

By Joshua Ryan

What kind of lover did he make? What kind of lover did I make? What do I know? I’m just a stupid workie. We were a thousand times better than Mike and me — how’s that for an evaluation? Because Ace was totally solid. Whatever we were doing, he was totally there. He never talked; he just did it. If I shied away from him, he did something else. Then he came back. He also had a way of waiting for me to do something, then going all in on it himself. If we were doing something, we had to do it together. He had to do it, and I had to do it. That was his idea. So we did.

I always knew what was going on in the barracks. I knew there was sex. Everybody knew. There had to be. But I didn’t hear any talk — any except jokes about what’s always “gonna” happen, where everybody accuses everybody of everything. But when I got up to take a piss at night, I always noticed there was a bunk that wasn’t filled, and another bunk that looked heavier than normal. I didn’t go looking for evidence, but Boss Web’s rack was always way heavy, and everybody knew it was Chico, the little Mex dude. I would’ve liked to fuck him myself.

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