Male BDSM porn: The Twisted Doctor’s Punishment

At Bound Gods, Wolf Hudson finds himself in the hands of a twisted doctor; but once he’s freed from bondage, the punishment is on. Click any of the pictures shown here to go directly to the video:

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Wolf Hudson has found a new job, but in order to start work he needs a physical, so he finds the only place his HMO will cover, Dr. Micah Brandt’s office. The creepy doctor tricks Wolf into medical restraints and has his way with his patient’s big uncut dick. Once Micah turns his back to grab more “implements,” Wolf finds his window of opportunity and tackles the twisted doctor to the ground and drags him off to the padded cell.

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Tossed around like a rag doll, Micah is slammed on the floor, beaten with his own belt and fucked from behind by a pissed off and horny Wolf. Inverted in the air, Micah is beaten from all sides with a vicious flogging before swallowing 8 inches of uncut cock down his throat. Wolf finishes the doctor off with one more fuck before covering his face in cum.

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Models in this shoot: Wolf Hudson, Micah Brandt

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Cock-Caged at Military School – Part 08

By AlphaMetal

Only two days had passed since the punishment, but Trey felt like himself again.

Trey remembered hanging slack in the restraints of the punishment frame, sobbing, thinking he had been permanently broken, but now it felt like that had happened to some other person. Trey knew it was him, but it didn’t feel like it was him. Trey felt as though he had observed someone else hanging from the restraints, crying.

Trey stood up and walked to the mirror in his room. His shirt was off, since he was in the middle of changing from his uniform into his gym clothes, and he twisted his torso to see the stripes on his back as best he could. The flogging was so recent they were still mostly red. He knew they would turn black and blue before long, but for now they were still mostly red.

Trey turned to face the mirror head-on. He looked at his chest and stomach; he tightened his body and watched it in the mirror; he took a bodybuilding pose and flexed. Trey saw that his muscles were as strong and defined as they had been three days ago. Trey wasn’t some broken empty nothing anymore; he felt like a jock again. If he didn’t have a cage on his cock, he would have jacked off.

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Drummer magazine website is relaunched

And they have a new Editor-in-Chief! And they are promising a new issue coming soon! Details are available at their website:

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They have some newer content available, including five complete issues as well as articles. And one of my very favorite features is a complete library of the first 100 issues! If you are a subscriber as I am, you can access this vast library.

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Turned into a sadist’s bondage fuck toy

Ian hot, sexy, young, fit and well built. Wearing nothing but a tiny jock, he now faces into the concrete dungeon, back against the wall, spread-eagled. His broad, hairless chest and lean stomach are covered with lash marks and bruises. Clearly, he has been repeatedly whipped and beaten. The muscular guy in the hoodie, Jared, won’t look him in the face as he rubs Ian’s cock through the jock then pulls it out. Ian moans in pain and shame, his hard cock twitching, poking out from the jock. He knows he is a fuck toy for a sadist, but he has no idea what will happen next. Then a short bullwhip strikes his chest. He screams and gasps in pain. The lashing continues. The contrast between his naked vulnerability and intense suffering and Jared’s robotic coldness and total control is a fantasy come true.

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IAN – Sexual Servitude – Chapter 3

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A Game of Chance – Part 06

By Robmacz

Shortly after leaving Tom at the Penitentiary, Chris had driven 10 or 15 miles down the road, where he found a post office sitting forlornly on the main street of a tiny rural town.  He jumped out and put the envelope containing the four choices and addressed to Tom at the prison into the box by the car park.  Chris breathed a sigh. There was no way back from this now. His fate was in the hands of Tom. In eight months time he would either be a free man or he would be walking through the gates of the prison he had just left. However much he thought about it, he didn’t know which option Tom would choose. He didn’t think he would choose option A, unless of course he had hooked up with someone inside. But any of the other three options was possible.

Chris had already decided that while he waited to find out his fate he would try to live his life as normal. The only stipulation that his special friend had made was that he should not be away from home for more than a few days, as he would need to keep an eye on his mail, because any order to report would give him no more than two weeks notice.

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