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Breaking Boys: Colin – Chapter 1

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By RotherhamMan

Only one of them knew when the door opened that the life of one of the two of them was over.

This was not the case before the door opened, it was a fact that came into being when the two men looked at one another and at that moment, Colin’s life as he knew it was done and a new one would soon be taking its place. That moment lit a fire in Don’s eyes and sent his heart racing with the thrill of anticipation.

It was, of course, his looks that sealed his fate, as it was for every man who crossed paths with Don whom he took an unfortunate like to. He was just touching six feet tall and had a lean but firm figure, his chest and arm muscles were made known by the t-shirt he wore that was just a little to tight, as he well knew. His work trousers were loose but that didn’t matter. His face was what sealed the deal, with a thick beard and dirty blonde hair styled up and back he was a handsome figure that could almost pass for a Viking in the right costume. He looked to be in his mid-twenties, young enough to be Don’s son if Don were interested in women or having children.

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Rex: A James Story – Part 04

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By Rex

This is a follow-up to Thunder’s story, called “James.” To start at the very beginning, click here. Based on a true story.

I was in literal pain. I still hadn’t peed. If I could of have I would have been hopping up and down. After what seemed like an eternity the car stopped, Todd and Alan got out and opened up the back, where I was waiting with the other dog.

“Welcome to the kennel, your home away from home. James, you’re in for a real treat. Dog, I want to pay attention and watch what James does.” With that Todd unlocked the cage James was in. As though there were an invisible fence, James stayed inside kneeling until Alan snapped his fingers, then on all fours he walked over to them where a leash was attached to his collar. “Alright, dog, are you going to be good or difficult?”

Through my gag I snorted and shook my head. Todd leaned in closer, “Okay dog, here’s the deal. I’m going to open this door and you ARE going to crawl on all fours over to Alan. You are NOT going to resist us. You are NOT going to disappoint your Master again, and you sure as shit are NOT going to disappoint us.”

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Rex: A James Story – Part 03

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By Rex

Based on a true story.

“You awake back there?” A large pecker gag in my mouth prevented me from responding. “I can hear you rustling around. You’re safe. You’ve been hooded, gagged and stripped. You’re beginning your training as a dog now. Dogs don’t have clothing, so you don’t have any. Dogs do not speak, so you have been muted. In time you will learn and accept this, but for now it will stay locked on.”

I tried to turn around and face my kidnapper, dognapper? But the cage was just too small to twist in. I later learned that this man’s name is Todd. He’s also incredibly sexy, and while I would grow to love him, at that moment, I hated him with every fiber of my being. As mad as I was at my Master and this man, I was just as furious at myself, you see, my dick was hard enough to cut glass. No matter what I thought about the brutal reality was that every bit of this was turning me on.

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Rex: A James Story – Part 02

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By Rex

Based on a true story. NOTE: This is a follow-up to Thunder’s story, called “James.” To start at the very beginning, click here.

I started coming to in the vehicle. The driver was either offroading or purposely hitting every pothole. I was about as physically shaken up as I was mentally. What happened after I blacked out? I must have been more disoriented than I thought. Only when I stretched did I realize that I was in a very small cage. It didn’t feel like those expensive heavy duty ones, no, it was more like a… a fucking dog cage.

I tried to recall everything that had happened. My Master was done with my attitude and had decided to course correct. I had started as his slave but over the years I had become more of a housemate. I still loved him deeply though, which is why when offered the chance of packing my bags or recommitting not just as a slave, but as a dog slave, I couldn’t walk out the door. He wouldn’t go into the specifics but said my choice, whatever it may be, would be the final say on the matter.

I got on my knees to apologize. I told him that I would do whatever was necessary to keep us together. I agreed to anything and everything.

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Rex: A James Story – Part 01

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By Rex

Based on a true story. NOTE: This is a follow-up to Thunder’s story, called “James.” To start at the very beginning, click here.

My name is Rex. I am a 33-year-old man who has seen a fair bit of kink in his lifetime. I am an athletic, handsome, previously hairy (but that’s not an option anymore), reporter based in Atlanta. I am a high-profile, well known (if you have an Instagram you’ve seen me), driven man in my professional life, but in my personal life, I am, well, I am a beta dog slave — and I couldn’t be happier.

If you’d have told me this was my future three months ago I would have laughed. But here I am, shorn from my heavy neck collar to the chastity belt forever locked on my crotch. My ass is filled with a locking plug. Sir must have something special planned for today because it is quite a bit larger than normal.

My dick, well, Sir’s beta dick, is completely encased in metal. I haven’t felt it in three years. I haven’t seen it in two, but I know it’s still there because it never stops struggling against its confinement. The cage has been a dream, it’s from Steelwerks and great at keeping me clean but when I do need to be hosed down I’m completely bound and hooded. The PA keeps me honest, but truth be told the thought of disappointing my Sirs is all the motivation I need to stay chaste. Did I say, Sirs? Yeah, there’s a couple.

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Nice!

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By BigMouthfla

NOTE: This story originally appeared on the LockedMEN male chastity site, and it is shared here with the author’s permission.

We had been friends for some time. There was definitely some attraction between us but we never acted upon it until one day where I guess he was just really worked up.  He grabbed me and we started making out and well, it was really nice. He lifted his shirt and I started feeling his chest and torso. He moved my hand further down to his pants and I could not only see but feel his raging hardon.

He unbuttoned his pants and stood up to pull his pants down.  Wow he had a really nice dick!  I figured he was uncut and my suspicions were confirmed.  His dick was really nice being not too big but definitely not small.  It has a nice thickness to it. His foreskin was mostly covering the head.  I didn’t waste any time and went straight to it and put it on my mouth pulling his foreskin back once he was fully in my mouth.  I loved how his foreskin was long enough to fully cover his hard dick, but because his head was big, the skin would easily stay behind the head while he was hard.  He’s got the perfect dick!  Some uncut guys have skin that seems to constantly get in the way, but not his.  He loved it and let out several moans.

Because of his size and my own skills I could easily take him all the way down to the base and he loved that.  I sucked on him for a good while and he started pushing his hips back and forth gently. After a while, not too long, he started moaning more.  I wasn’t sure if he was getting close, but he kept that up for a while.

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The Drool Bucket – Part 2

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By submittor

The Drool Bucket male bdsmi’m just the drool bucket for the Beast.

Staring up at Him, mouth forced open, drool overflowing from my bucket of a mouth. He’s growling now, animalistic grunting, straining, bearing it, enduring the suffering, seems to be thriving on the challenge, sweat from his brow flowing onto my face and the drool is never ending. The voices grow louder, our captors returning. i can’t see them but hear them approach, three sets of footsteps. They start to stroke the Beast, he shudders at their touch.

‘Hows it going big fella? Five hours, reckon you deserve a break’

i’m ignored, just his bucket after all, as they start to release him from the brutal hogtie, unclip his tits from the clamps connecting us. i can only imagining the pain as his limbs are released, the pain in his back finally relieved, stretching. They spit into his open mouth, slap him a couple times to make him focus. Still gagged, he grunts angrily, stares at them, defiant.

i notice for the first time that his cock is in chastity, must be agony. i can’t help wonder how long it has been locked like that, how much has he endured. My own pathetic cock still stands proud and purple, not locked but tied, just as helpless, unreachable.

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The Drool Bucket – Part 1

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By submittor

The Drool Bucket male bdsmDrip…another lump of slime falls into my open mouth hole with an audible plop. i’ve no idea how long we’ve been tied like this. All i can do is stare up at the handsome beast above me. Tough looking, masculine, muscled, handsome. Drip…when i’d been dragged in i’d instantly got hard at the sight of him…naked…hogtied…gagged….sweating…struggling….drooling. He was dirty, a few bruises, looked like he’d been in a fight maybe. Wide leather straps secured him into the vicious hogtie, muscles straining. His grunts and groans the only thing breaking the silence. He looked angry, aggressive, scary….fuckin hot. A Beast.

Drip…Drip…But i didn’t have long to admire his manliness. Rough hands dragged me and threw me on the dirt in front of him, a few swift, brutal kicks got me into position, lying directly under him. Inches from this fuckin God….beneath…lower than him in all ways.

Drip…Drip…Drip…its fuckin gushing now! filling me, drowning me. Next they’d wrapped lengths of leather hide round my body….tight! Everything bound tight together…painfully tight so i couldn’t move an inch. My balls also wrapped in tight leather hide. My cock sticking up purple and horny…not allowed to cum in a month.

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