I hope all Metalbond readers, no matter who you are, or where you are, have a wonderful Pride! I moved to New York City in 1992, and I can’t even begin to describe to you how exciting it was for me to attend the annual Pride parade each June and to see men in leather!
Check out the pictures above, which I took in 2011, in which a shirtless leather man in chaps is participating. Just seeing him, and other guys like him, in the parade each year was so fucking exciting!
By socalbd
I was breathing heavily through the gag, still not recovered from the nipple pain Dan had just unleashed on me. Drool was pooling in my mouth and started to drip down slowly from the gag. It was like a very slow waterfall that was cascading in slow motion until it reached my engorged cock. I could feel the liquidy mess as it landed.
Why was my cock hard? Dan had just put my nipples through their own private hell while my arms and shoulders were dealing with their own torture and them in turn causing the constant pulling and aching on my balls. Did I really like what was happening to me? Dan had given me an out to stop what was happening and end it all. It would have ended the fantasy for me, too – those ten days in detention I thought I was craving. Yet, here I was. I didn’t take the out. I submitted mentally and verbally to Dan essentially asking for him and John to continue what they had started with me.
In this update at at Men On Edge, Van and Sebastian Rod Peterson waiting for them in one of the Armory’s bedrooms. Wasting no time, they tie bind him to the windows and wrap his eyes with a blindfold. They remove the clothes from his muscled body and start stroking his dick. After edging his gorgeous dick repeatedly, they place him in front of a mirror to watch himself with a man’s hands and mouth all over his cock.
Rod goes wild as he girds against the ropes and begs to cum. Sebastian and Van move his straight ass to the bed and bend him over for a dildo fucking. Rod grants control to the two as they wrap him in tight canvas straps and torment his throbbing dick with more and more edges. Finally, the stud is allowed to cum, but not before a vigorous tickling of his vulnerable feet. Covered in cum, Rod squirms in the straps as Van and Sebastian get back to tickling him all over.
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By felon
Dwight and I had been left alone in the new “Party Room” next to my small apartment in West Virginia. The room had been undergoing some renovations. I could hear work being done in the evenings. The party/gathering to be held was upon us. I expected many of the men that we encountered at the farm gathering would be present. From what I could discern those men were mature tops — many in law enforcement or with security jobs, from West Virginia, Pennsylvania, and Maryland.
The location of the building is in the rear of a strip shopping plaza, with plenty of parking for cars as the security gates keep others out unless they had a key. For this even a security guard would be posted at the gate to allow invited guests to park in the secure area. Since I live in the building I do have a key, to exit when I am permitted to leave the property. There are also cameras scattered around the area for extra security.
Continue reading Bondage in 2020 Cell Without Bars – Part 13
Today at Men In Chains, you can see TWO newly added videos:
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Bind in Lock Down Full Time – Day 94:
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Yoshi is at Axel’s disposal. Intense sounding and punching, no hole will be spared.
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Title of this video: Hardware, Part One
By socalbd
The pain started just as Dan had said. My shoulders were aching. My arms were aching, and the pulling on my balls was constant and sustained. The predicament position I had been placed in was perfect in its design. I continued to try to keep my arms up behind me to take some pressure off of my balls, but it was always short lived. Being in complete darkness didn’t help either.
It only added to the mental hell the pain was starting to put me through. I doubt I could take an hour of this, let alone two hours as Dan had promised. And what did he mean every fifteen minutes he would make it tougher on me?
